Metallica one shots and headcannons

Bath sex🩸(Kirk Hammett one shot)

Warnings:Explicit sexual content, strong language,NSFW, sexual themes, dirty talk, bath sex

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The bathroom was dimly lit, filled with the flickering light of candles that cast playful shadows across the walls. The air was thick with steam and the soothing scent of lavender, creating a serene oasis. I sank deeper into the warm water, the bubbles embracing my skin, when I heard the soft sound of footsteps approaching.

He entered, a towel wrapped around his waist, droplets glistening on his skin like jewels in the candlelight. My heart raced at the sight of him—his hair damp and tousled, a playful smirk dancing on his lips.

"Mind if I join you?" he asked, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"Only if you plan on making things a little more... interesting," I teased, a smirk tugging at my lips.

"Interesting? Challenge accepted," he replied, stepping into the tub, the water sloshing as he settled in behind me. The heat radiating from him sent a thrill down my spine.

I leaned back against him, feeling his warmth envelop me. His fingers began to trace patterns along my arms, sending shivers through me. "You're so warm," I murmured, letting my head fall back against his shoulder.

"And you're absolutely breathtaking," he whispered, his breath tickling my ear. I could feel his lips ghosting along my neck, and a soft sigh escaped my lips.

"Just wait until I really get started," he murmured, his hands sliding down my sides, exploring my curves, igniting sparks of pleasure with every gentle caress.

"Please," I whispered, my heart racing at his touch.

His hands moved higher, brushing against my breasts, teasingly grazing the sensitive skin. "You like that, don't you?" he asked, a playful smirk on his lips.

"God, yes," I breathed, feeling the heat pool low in my stomach as he continued to tease me.

"Good girl," he whispered, his fingers gently kneading and rolling over my breasts, eliciting soft moans from me. I arched into his touch, craving more, wanting him to lose himself in me.

"Tell me how it feels," he urged, his voice thick with desire. The way he touched me made my head spin, every brush of his fingers igniting every nerve ending.

"It feels incredible," I gasped, feeling the tension building within me, coiling tighter with each teasing stroke.

"Just relax," he murmured, his lips finding the sensitive spot just below my ear, trailing kisses that made me shudder. "I want to make you feel everything."

His fingers continued their tantalizing exploration, dipping lower until they found my most intimate places. "You're so responsive," he teased, his fingers moving with a masterful touch that had me gasping.

"More," I begged, my body arching against him, desperate for the release he promised.

"Is this what you wanted?" he asked, his voice low and sultry as he pressed against me, his fingers teasing my breasts and grazing my sensitive skin.