18. Lars Ulrich // you're just like me

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This story is about you and Lars at your work place late at night alone for journalism. You were writing about Metallica until he came in to see you but you two got a bit intense on your desk.
Kinks: Men moaning, love making
Y/n's pov

I had been finishing up the headline of the newspaper as I sighed and leaned back in my seat. I stood up and bent over to grab my bag until I heard a whistle. I looked back up and saw Lars walk in with a smile. I smiled and saw the city lights shine against his figure while he walked to me. Being up 50 floors high is terrifying sometimes.

"Hey, love." He said and came to me, kissing me on the cheek.

I held his shoulders and looked at him, kissing him and smiling.

"Hey, Lars." I said.

Hey handed me a bag with my favorite pastry shop logo on the front. I smiled even wider and took it while kissing him again.

"Thank you soooo much, babe."

I felt his hands hold my hips and bring me closer to his body while kissing me more. I blushed and stood on my tip toes while kissing him deeper and smiling. He lifted me up and set me on my desk and kissed my neck. I felt his breath become heavy against my neck while he began to undo his belt and kiss me harder.

"Lars..." i whimper.

Lars pulled my work skirt off and looked at me.

"Do you want to be fucked?" He asked me.

I nod quickly, "Yes. Yes I do."

Lars spread my legs apart and began to undo his belt with an eager look on his face. He squinted his eyes and pulled a condom out of his pocket, tearing it with his teeth, taking it out and reached in his briefs. He pulled his hand back out and ripped his pants off and then looked at me for assurance, so I nodded. He pulled my panties off and set them on the desk while he dropped his briefs and lifted one of my thighs up before pushing in. I gasp lightly and hold onto Lars and look at the city lights before he began to move. I wrapped an arm under his armpit and around his shoulder while grasping onto him. Lars's right hand grasped my waist and his left hand was in the table.

"Lars!~ ahhh..~" I moan.

He groaned and held me while he fucked me. But he didn't do it so hard like he would do it normally, he was making love to me. I felt his dick gently move my guts around with love and moans- but I was whining for him to kiss me.

"Lars...kiss me please- kiss me." I begged.

He went deeper while facing me and kissing me. I latch my tongue on his and hugged him. His hair moved every time he pumped in and out slowly which it moved so perfectly. I looked down at his dick moving in and out of me and watched him penetrate the insides of me and to see his dick move. His hips hit mine while his head was resting against my shoulder and his voice groaned lightly.

"Y/n...I love you." Lars said to me and stroked my hair back.

I nod, "I love you too, Lars...more than anything."

He looked at me and smirked, "I know that, love."

He laid me down and pulled me towards him more and kept his same pace. He stroked his hands under my work shirt and pulled it off me while massaging my breasts. Lars couldn't help but tip his head back and continue this while moaning into the office with me. I gasp and finally feel myself climax and come down from the high. Lars groaned and pulled out while taking the condom off and throwing it away. He kissed me and smiled at me.

"You're so beautiful...Cmon. Let's go home and then I can take care of you." Lars offered.

I nod and kissed him more while he dressed me and then he dressed himself before we grabbed my things and left. Lars took care of me at home and loved me so well that I couldn't help but just fall asleep in his arms. Lars comforted me and always did and it made me love Lars so much more.























.sorry for the short chap.

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