Metallica smut/fluff || x reader

93. James Hetfield // his sugar baby

Bro, it's been a year since i got this request and i feel bad but i'll make it happen. this chapter is about you being James Hetfield's sugar daddy and traveling with the band during the M72 World Tour
This chap isn't as good but i hope it's still liked
Smutt: Praising
Request: @DebbysGirlfriend
Y/n's pov

He was the man that nearly every girl wanted in the world but I was the one he was with. It was an honor, the best thing that could've ever happened to me. Plus, I fell in love with him when I was 16 years old- we never met at that time though. I was born in 1990 and I fell in love with him when I saw him for the first time in his documentary'Some Kind of Monster' in 2004. I ended up meeting him at a private event for Metallica that I got into later into my early twenties, him taking an interest in me and talking to me nearly the entire time up to the time he exchanged phone numbers with me. Him and I then hooked up not long after but I felt terrible since he had a wife, making me distance myself to which he then divorced her and we've been together since. We got together when I was 21 and now I'm 27. Currently, I was walking into a hotel in Seattle with James as we were staying for the world tour.

"James, I'm extremely tired and I need to eat and shower and do all of my lady things before I go to sleep," I told him as I sighed and got into an elevator with him as Kirk, Lars, and Robert took their sweet time getting their luggage from the car outside.

James looked down at me and nodded, "Me too, baby, I'm tired too."

I smiled and kissed him before we made it to the top floor, the presidential suite of the hotel before opening the door and seeing the massive room. I smiled as I looked around, taking my first few steps in and seeing the large wall of just glass overlooking the city.

"Baby, this is incredible..." I turned back to him and saw him close the door and lock it before walking to me and kissing me deeply.

"I bought it just for you, baby. I even got a little something special for you in our bedroom if you go look," He whispered in my ear before smacking my ass to get me moving.

I giggled and walked into the very large bedroom and saw rose petals all over the bed and a large gift basket of YSL heels, clothing, other designer brands inside, expensive perfumes, chocolate, jewelry, and anything else I desired.

I squealed and turned to him as he was leaning against the door frame, gazing at me, "Oh, baby, it's more than enough. I love it so much, but, how did you do this?" I asked and approached him, rubbing his chest.

He smiled down at me and shrugged, "Well, I'm James Hetfield, that's how. And you're my doll, I had to treat you right."

I giggled more and kissed him deeply before turning around and grabbing the gift basket off from the bed and setting it on the floor before jumping into bed and sighing.

"James, would you be so kind and come over here to take my heels off for me?" I asked and lifted a leg up as he smirked.

"Of course, darling," He muttered and walked over to me, his white hair making me drool and his smile making me feel so warm inside. His tattoos made me just want to screw him too, god, they were so attractive. He was wearing a black hoodie with black jeans and his black boots as I was matching him slightly with a long sleeve dress that stopped at my mid thigh and had a deep V-neck cut.

Once he reached me, he placed the bottom of my heel against his chest while he began to unbuckle the straps before taking off the first heel and then switching legs. Once he took off the next heel, he dumped the heels onto the floor and began to kiss me from my ankle all the way up to my inner thigh. I giggled in excitement as his eyes looked up to meet mine.