Metallica smut/fluff || x reader

69. Lars Ulrich // stargirl

This chapter is about you and Lars meeting at a bar and hitting it off pretty well which turns into a spicy night
Kinks: rough sex, some praising
LONG CHAP
Y/n's pov

I was sitting at a bar, drinking a Jack Daniels whilst I thought about my rough night. My mom had gone through another divorce and I had been with her. I knew her husband, but I never really talked to him as often and they were only together for 5 years, so I saw him a few times. But my mom was in love with him and she was so sad about this divorce so I had been with her and I was relieved to go to the bar to drink. That's until the bell from the door chimed and footsteps came my way. I glanced and saw a shorter man with long hair and a leather jacket. He looked at me and pointed to the seat next to me.

"Anyone sitting here?"

I looked around at the rather empty bar besides two men playing pool across the bar. I looked back to the man and shake my head.

"No, you can sit here."

He nods and climbed into the seat while ordering a beer before cracking it open and sipping it.

"What's your name?" The man with an odd accent asked.

I looked at him, "What's it to you?"

He shrugs, "Pretty girl like you being alone at a bar makes me want to talk to you. You seem like you've got something in your mind."

I shrug, "Kinda. But I don't want to talk about it."

He nods, "Understandable."

I paused before answering his question, "I'm Y/n. What's your name?"

He smiled and to be honest, it was cute, "I'm Lars."

I nod and took another sip of my Jack Daniels, "Why're you here?" I asked, "alone."

He shrugs, "Tough day at work, so I decided to drink because I felt the need to, it's a bad habit of mine. But a bonus is that I found you."

I tried to hide a smile but I couldn't. I looked at him and then saw him smile back at me.

"You're funny."

He came closer, "Or you just have a bad sense of humor which is what makes you even more attractive."

I nearly choked on my drink as I faced him. Why was he doing this?

"Okay, Lars, tell me that you aren't a serial killer coming to pick up a random girl who's alone, take home, and kill."

He scoffed with a smile, "If I were, you would've all ready been out the door with me. But, I'm actually interested in you and I don't kill people. I'm incapable because of how short I am and how weak I am, I couldn't fucking take down a woman let alone a guy."

I laughed. He seemed confident in whatever he thought he was doing, so I decided to test it.

"If you could've had me out the door by now, why haven't you? If you're so interested in me, then why haven't I walked out with you and gone home with you? You don't know if I'll go with you....maybe I will though. Maybe not."