#classic rock music

[labyrinthofstreams]

FAB FAX (?) ABOUT THE DOORS

From the July 1968 issue of TeenSet Magazine.

[jakobissognarly85]

[stupid3]

The Chain - Fleetwood Mac

[ladypacino]

The Rolling Stones

[greenmanone]

Angus Young AC/DC

[diamondstuddedflunkies]

hi there!! i was just wondering if you could write something about it being cold outside and snuggling into jim because hes so warm with some smut pls? its okay if not ofc!! hope youre doing well ☺️

Hi!! I love this prompt so much. I think I actually wrote something similar to this before, minus the smut, so the beginning is similar to that one. I rewrote it, though. It's a bit softer than intended, but honestly, I think this is one of the best things I've written on here in a while, and I'm really proud of it. Thank you so much for being so nice <3 I hope your day is awesome.

You rubbed your reddened hands together, raising your shoulders and shivering as the wind continued to push at your back. It was positively freezing outside- but arriving at the place you shared with Jim gave you hope that you would be able to warm up.

Fumbling with the frozen metal keys, you unlocked the door and stepped inside, quickly closing it behind you and shedding your jacket and shoes. Once you could, you would bury yourself under a pile of fluffy blankets and take a nice, long nap. 

“Are you alright, darling?”

You looked up and saw Jim standing in the living room, face fixed in an expression of concern as you shook your head. His eyes slowly traced your body, taking in your appearance- your red cheeks, your bunched shoulders, your bent knees.

You didn’t need to say more. He walked toward you, cupping your freezing cheek in his large hand, warmth prickling from his touch. Jim kissed you gently on the forehead. “I know what’ll help you warm up.”

Without warning, he scooped you up and carried you, bridal-style, to your shared bedroom. Eyes squeezed shut, you gratefully buried your face into his shoulder, heat radiating even through his shirt. He placed you gently on the bed, pulling away the covers and tucking them around your shoulders, shaking his head when you began to thank him. Jim took off his shirt and crawled under next to you. You gratefully pressed your forehead against the wool of his chest, grinning as he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you against his warm body. Feeling flowed back to your frigid limbs and you pressed your legs and feet against his, soaking in the heat of his skin.

Jim tenderly held your chin, covering your face and the top of your head with kisses. He pressed gentle kisses to your nose and cheekbones, dark curls lightly brushing against you as he leaned in. Pulling you even closer, he rested his head against yours. “Does that feel better?” he whispered.

You nodded silently, too drowsy to speak.

—

You awoke hours later to Jim’s fingers caressing your side. Slowly, he ran his finger across your hip and down your thigh, leaning in to slowly kiss your neck. You could feel his erection pressing against your back as he was spooning you, his body close to yours.

Your eyes drifted open. Turning your head back to gaze at Jim, you returned his kiss as his right hand clamped down on your hip. Moaning deeply, he slipped his tongue into your mouth, holding his palm against the side of your face. He quickly pounced over you, pushing you against the bed as he continued to press his cock against your thigh. 

Jim bit down on your bottom lip, pawing impatiently at your shirt and pulling it over your head. He unclasped your bra, kissing and fondling your breasts, his bare chest pressed against your skin. Your skin prickled with goosebumps, nipples hardening to a point as Jim bit and twisted them hungrily.

He moved so his crotch hovered temptingly above you, making your mouth water with yearning. With a pleading gaze at Jim, you stroked the bulging fabric of his pants and he grinned, taking your fingers and wrapping them around the waistband. You tugged it down eagerly, revealing his hardened cock.

You moved to your knees and closed your lips around his cock, flicking his tip with your tongue. Licking and stroking his shaft playfully, you wrapped your hand around his length, pumping slowly as you continued to suck on his sensitive tip. Relaxing your throat, you moved in deeper, Jim’s cock slipping into you and choking you with his girth and length. 

Pulling your head back, you began moving your head slowing, cheeks hollowing as you sucked more harshly. You could feel him throb beneath your lips as he let out a sharp moan. Sensing his pleasure, you cupped and stroked his balls, tasting his hot precum on your tongue.

Jim paused and placed his hands at the sides of your head, holding you in place.

“Not yet, darling. Daddy isn’t done with you yet.”

Jim pushed you back down by the shoulders, quickly pulling down your pants and underwear and spreading your legs. He entered with a rough thrust, impatiently pounding into you, already close to his climax. The furniture rattled as the bed banged against the wall from the force of his passion. You reached around you, twisting the bedsheets in your grip as Jim buried his length inside you.

It was too much. You grit your teeth together and gasped, orgasm washing over you as Jim came into you, grasping your hips and pulling them towards him, filling you with his warm cum. 

You were a mess, weak and quivering, curled up beneath him as you closed your eyes, too overcome to move. Satisfied to see you at his mercy, Jim lay down next to you again, pulling you against his chest and putting a possessive grip around your body. 

“I love you, Daddy.” you whispered. You turned towards him, burying your face into his hairy chest. He grinned, running his hand down your back and kissing your forehead.

Nuzzling the back of your head, Jim’s voice was low and soft, drowsy and pleasured. “Mhmm… I love you, darling.”

[magp1e-starl1ght]

Remember to reblog for a bigger sample size :}

[rambleonwithrosie]

As my fever pitched campaigning for Mario dies down (if you haven't seen the poll scroll down on my blog and vote Mario if it's still open)

I have an announcement 📢

From now on I'll be putting all my classic rock content on my formerly exclusively Zeppelin blog @ledoftherings which is now just gonna be like my music catch-all blog

Except for the Springsteen and E Street Band content which is over on @hotrodangelsinthepromisedland along with lots of Al Pacino. Its my hot Italian-american men blog 🤣

[onemorecupofcoffee]

“force behind pink floyd” syd barrett obituary - july 12, 2006

[jakobissognarly85]

That’s literally me every Sundays and Thursdays

[stupid3]

Tusk - Fleetwood Mac

[greenmanone]

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