Metallica smut/fluff || x reader

34. Kirk Hammett // Ride my lightning

Basically, this chapter, you and Kirk are like on good terms but you're dating Lars in the band but then you and Kirk get left alone at your house after a get together. The band left to get drunk but Kirk didn't go and neither did you, getting in the best hour of sex you could ever have
Kinks: Handcuffs, choking, spanking, hair pulling, smoking during sex, and BOOBIESSS<3
Y/n's pov

I had been laughing with everyone as we all laughed, talked, drank beers, and played music together. Lars was sat beside me with his arm draped around my shoulders and with me pulled in close. I kept on noticing Kirk was moving his fingers on his fretboard in a certain way I hadn't imagined he moved them. They moved so fluently and smoothly along the fretboard that it looked like magic.

"Dude, I wanna go out, get drunk, fuck strippers, and have fun. Who's with me?" James asked everyone while standing up.

Jason shot up as so did Lars. I looked up at him and scoff.

"What're you doing?"

He nervously laughed, "Getting drunk and having fun. No strippers. Absolutely no strippers or else I'm dead."

I nod, "Good. Have fun. NO STRIPPERS OR YOUR LOSING A TESTICAL!"

Lars, Jason, and James went to the door and ran out but James stopped and looked at Kirk.

"You're not coming?" He asked.

Kirk shook his head, "No. I don't feel like it. Have fun though."

James nods and leaves while closing the door. As the house was silent now, I looked back to Kirk and smile at him.

"So. Can you show me that thing you were playing earlier on your guitar?"

He smirked, "What? My solo?"

I nod. Kirk shrugs and nods before checking himself and then playing. I only watched his fingers and how they moved but I was mesmerized by the music as well. Kirk came to the end while he looked at me and smiled. He stopped when he realized I was staring at his fingers and looked at me while setting his guitar down. I looked at him and sighed.

"Sorry.." I say and look away.

Kirk shook his head and sat by me on my side of the couch, "it's fine...can you play at all?"

I shake my head, "No. I've never played. Lars teaches me how to play the drums sometimes."

Kirk smiled and grabbed his guitar, "Well how about something new for a change."

He placed it on my lap and sat behind me but had me sit in between his legs. I held his guitar and felt his hands hold mine before he lightly played a slow song. I blushed at the fact that he was behind me, chest to my back, hands on mine, with his chin rested on my shoulder.

"It's simple...this is a different song but playing guitar is simple..." he said in my ear while pushing himself more against me.

I kept playing and smiled as I rested against Kirk and looked at him.

"This is fun," I say with a smile.

I went back to playing but I felt his lips kiss my neck which felt amazing. I sigh and stop playing as Kirk began to go to my neck and to my jawline and then my cheek.

"Kirk..." I whimper out.

He put the guitar down and rubbed my thighs before kissing my neck sweet and softly again. I  rubbed myself against Kirk which made him groan and grip my thighs. I stopped him and stood up, facing him. He looked up at me with his cute curly funky hair, his smile with crooked teeth that made me blush, his skinny jeans that hugged his hips and thighs perfectly, his misfits shirt was so cute on him and his doe brown eyes looking up at me made me feel some kind of way.