Metallica one shots and headcannons

rough sex 🩸(Dave Mustaine one shot)

You decide to tease playfully Dave...

Warnings: explicit sexual content, teasing and mature language.

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The tension between us crackled in the air the moment I entered the room. I wore a dress that I knew would push his buttons—short, tight, and perfectly revealing. His gaze followed my every move, the dark heat in his eyes making my skin tingle. I could feel his desire building, but I wasn't ready to give in just yet. Not without having a little fun first.I took my time moving around the room, letting my hips sway provocatively with every step, teasing him. I leaned against the desk, toying with an object as if I had no idea what I was doing to him. I could feel the intensity of his stare, burning into me, and I smiled to myself.

He sat in the chair, legs spread wide, looking at me like a predator sizing up his prey. His hands gripped the arms of the chair, knuckles whitening as he tried to maintain control. But I saw the flicker of impatience in his eyes. He wouldn't stay calm for long."You're really asking for it tonight," he said, his voice low and rough, filled with restrained desire.I turned to him, raising an eyebrow innocently, playing coy. "Am I?"

Slowly, I closed the distance between us, standing right in front of him. His gaze never left me, his eyes dark and hungry, his hands still gripping the chair as if to hold himself back. I smirked, my confidence growing. I leaned closer, my lips brushing against his ear, teasing him. "What if I don't want to give up control?" I whispered, my voice low and sultry.Without warning, his hand shot out, gripping my wrist and pulling me forward. I gasped as he yanked me onto his lap, forcing me to straddle him. I could feel his hardness pressing against me, the heat of his body flooding my senses.

His hands were immediately on my hips, holding me in place as he looked up at me with a predatory grin. "You think you're in control, huh?" he murmured, his voice dangerously soft. "Let's see how long that lasts."Before I could respond, he tugged at the neckline of my dress, pulling it down to expose my breasts. I gasped, my heart racing as the cool air met my skin. His gaze darkened, and I could see the hunger reflected in his eyes.

"Beautiful," he growled, his fingers brushing over my skin, exploring every inch of me as he cupped my breasts. I moaned at the sensation, my body arching instinctively toward him."Such soft skin," he murmured, his thumbs teasing my nipples as he leaned in closer. "I could do this all night."I shivered, feeling heat flood through me as he continued to touch me, his fingers gliding over my sensitive skin. "You like that, don't you?" he asked, a wicked smirk spreading across his lips.

"Y-yes," I breathed, overwhelmed by the sensations he was stirring within me. His hands moved lower, teasing my hips, igniting a fire deep inside me. "Let's see how wet you get from my teasing," he murmured, his fingers sliding under my dress, moving between my legs. I gasped as he teased me through the thin fabric of my underwear.

"You're getting wet from my teasing," he murmured against my neck, his voice filled with dark satisfaction. "Such a dirty little thing, soaking through your panties just from a little attention."I bit my lip, trying to suppress a moan, but he wasn't having it. His other hand slid up my back, pulling me closer until my chest was pressed against his. "I want to hear you, baby," he growled, his voice rough. "Let me hear how much you like this."

He pushed my underwear aside, and before I could respond, his fingers slipped inside me. I moaned loudly, my head falling to his shoulder as he began to move his fingers in and out, slowly at first, torturing me with the deliberate pace. I was desperate for more, but he held me firmly in place, teasing and stretching me."Look at you," he murmured, his voice filled with dark amusement. "Falling apart so quickly. I could make yo come just like this, couldn't I? But I'm not done with you yet."

Just when I was on the edge, my body tightening, he pulled his fingers away. I cried out in frustration, trying to move against him, but his other hand held me firmly in place. His smirk was infuriating, knowing exactly what he was doing."You don't get to finish yet," he said, his voice a low growl. "Not until I say so."Before I could protest, he stood up, lifting me effortlessly as he carried me to the bedroom. He tossed me down onto the mattress, my body bouncing slightly from the force. I barely had time to catch my breath before he was on me again, pinning me down, his hands rough as they claimed every inch of me.

"You teased me," he growled as his fingers dug into my thighs, spreading them apart. "Now it's my turn."His mouth was on me then, hot and demanding, kissing and biting as his hands roamed my body. He tugged my dress up over my hips, exposing me completely, and his lips followed, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. He didn't give me a chance to breathe as his fingers returned, teasing me again, keeping me on the edge of release but never letting me have it.I arched my back, my body trembling, desperate for more. "Please," I gasped, unable to take it anymore. "I need you."

His eyes darkened, and without another word, he pushed inside me in one hard, rough thrust. I cried out, my body arching into his, the sensation overwhelming. He didn't give me time to adjust, didn't give me a moment to catch my breath. He set a brutal pace, each thrust harder and deeper than the last, leaving me gasping and moaning beneath him."You feel so tight around me," he growled, his hands gripping my hips as he slammed into me, his voice rough with desire. 

"Like you were made just for me. You love this, don't you? Being fucked like this."I could only nod, my body trembling beneath him as the pressure built inside me, each rough thrust pushing me closer to the edge. The way he filled me, the way he took control—it was everything I wanted, everything I craved. "You're mine," he growled, his pace unrelenting. "Say it.""I'm yours," I gasped, barely able to speak as the pleasure overwhelmed me. "I'm yours."

He groaned at my words, his grip on my hips tightening as he thrust even deeper, driving me wild. I was so close, my body trembling with the need to come, but he held me just on the edge, prolonging my pleasure.When I finally came, it hit me like a wave, crashing over me with overwhelming intensity. I cried out, my body shaking beneath him as I reached my release, every nerve in my body on fire.

He wasn't far behind, his thrusts growing erratic as he followed me over the edge, groaning deeply as he spilled into me. For a moment, the world seemed to stand still, our bodies entwined, both of us lost in the aftermath of our pleasure.He collapsed beside me, pulling me against him as our breathing slowly returned to normal. After a few moments, he brushed a strand of hair from my face, his lips pressing softly to my temple.

"Was that too rough for you?" he asked, his voice soft now, a hint of teasing in his tone.I smiled, pressing a kiss to his chest. "Not at all," I whispered, still breathless. "It was perfect."