Metallica smut/fluff || x reader

31. James Hetfield// gentle like glass

This chapter is about you being such an innocent and small woman who so happens to be the makeup artist for the band Metallica. He can't seem to want to feel your small figure every time you touch his makeup for interviews or shows. Might be two parter and it's a long chap
Kinks: size kink
Request from: @Aspensummers2000
Y/n's pov

I had been doing Cliff's makeup just as I had to lower the seat because he was too damn tall for me to reach.

"You really should get a step stool," Cliff joked.

I look at him, "Maybe if you just stopped growing."

He laughed and let me continue as I finished him. I was 5'1 1/2 which sucked. But, Cliff, He was the second to last person for today. Next up was James. I knew that James was pretty tall and muscular so it would be hard to maneuver around him. I also thought he was kind of cute which went against my professionalism so I tried not to think of him holding my hand or anything.

"Okay. You're all done Cliff- go and get James for me please. And make sure he's not shirtless because the last time he was he ruined his makeup from putting on shirts," I say.

Cliff chuckled and left with a thumbs up. As I got my things organized and I cleaned my hands off. I thought about James and how he didn't even need to wear makeup since he was all ready so pretty.

"Am I too early or on time?"

I turned around and looked up to see James towering over me. I pushed him back in the chair as he smiled.

"Hey now. What was that all about?" James asked.

I shrug, "We can't waste time."

His veiny hands gripped the armchairs as he gazed at me. I began to do his makeup and feel my face get hot from his eyes gazing at me.

"James, stop staring at my face like that," I say with a red face.

He nods and looked down, but not at the ground. He was staring at my exposed cleavage which made me blush even more.

"James.."

James looked at me again, "What? You asked me not to stare at your...pretty face so I decided to look at my second favorite thing about you."

I tried to say something but I couldn't speak. I was just lost for words. I stopped doing his make up and looked at him again while I felt his hand trace the hem of my Metallica shirt I wore.

"James, someone could walk in on us..." I say.

He shook his head, "I locked the door when I came in, sweetheart."

He stood up as I back away.

"Your so small...I want to make you mine and have you in my arms.....while you whimper and cry my name out when I fill and pump your small little self with my cum," James said while backing me into a wall.

I looked up at him as he looked down at me and out his index finger under my chin and his thumb brushed across my bottom lip. I held his wrist and felt him come closer to me.

"Do you want this?" James asks while trailing his hands to my thighs and picking me up.

I suddenly became 6'2 after he picked me up. I looked at him and felt my heart race. James ran his hand under my shirt and traced the lace in my bra and felt my hard nipples through the bra. I breathed out heavily from his veiny hands caressing my thighs and hips.

"Cmon...this goes against my professionalism. And we have to get you ready for your show.." I tell him.

James shook his head, "baby, I've got all the time in the world. Don't you worry about me."

I knew that this would be my only chance so I leaned in and kissed him. He kissed me back roughly and ripped my shirt off while I ripped his off. He quickly went back to the chair and sat down in it while I straddled him. I rocked my hips against his crotch, making him moan. His erection grew and touched me while I tipped my head back, feeling his cock graze my thigh as I rocked my hips harder on him. I could lose my job if I got caught...I'm playing a dangerous game right now.

"James...I really like you, I do, but I can lose my job if I'm to be seen with you." I tell him.

He scoffs, "You know, my manager hired you so technically you wouldn't lose your job since I wouldn't let him fire you. You belong to me."

I nod as he took our pants off and kissed me again. I knew that James had been with a lot of women in the past from tours but I couldn't help myself. I knew he would continue to fuck more women but I was in need of James. But if I wanted it rough and desperate like I've desired, I had to earn that. So I stopped kissing him and looked at him.

"I need to get you ready...okay?" I say and get off him while looking at him.

He gazed at me and gave me an angry look as I shrugged. I continued to do his makeup in my skimpy bra and thong while he tried to massage his hands over every inch of my body but I kept smacking his hands away.

"Babe, I'm fucking hard right now and I can't go out on stage like this.." James told me and pulled me closer again.

I sat in his lap again and grind my hips as I continued to fix his soft hair and do the last touch ups. He groaned and gripped my hips tight and looked at me.

"Y/n...I really can't- I'm gonna...I'm gonna cum."

I smile and finish his face and hair while I stopped grinding my hips.

"All done. Now fix yourself up and get out there. When you're done with the show maybe I'll let you ruin my insides," I whisper in his ear.

James just glared at me as I kissed his neck and then I nibbled his earlobe.

"Stop...I'm so close..." James groaned.

I got off his lap and put everything away while trying to make him stand but he refused.

"James! Stand up!" I say and put my hands on my hips while grabbing my shirt.

He sighed, "Not until this is gone.."

He pointed to his rock hard cock poking through his black briefs. I shrug and begin to put my clothes back on.

"Seems like you'll have to take care of it yourself..." I tell him with a devilish smile and usher him out, "If you don't go you'll be late and that won't be a good look on you."

He shook his head before getting up and shoving me against the wall and kissing me again, rough and desperate. Finally. I grip onto James and let him pick me up before walking to the couch and resting me down on it and climbing up my small body.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

"You in there James?" Kirk asked.

James groaned, "Yeah! I'll be out in a few!"

"Okay! We go on in 30 minutes!"

James looked at me and smirked, "We have enough time, love."

He aggressively picked up one of my thighs and kissed me. I silently moaned so if Kirk was still nearby he wouldn't hear me. James slowly pulled my bra off and then my panties before tearing his briefs off.

"God, I want you now, James." I say.

James kissed in between my breasts and pushed himself in my tight space. I couldn't help but let out a whimpered moan. I clutch into James's back and scratch it.

Fuck he felt good.

.pt 2 will be up soon