Metallica one shots and headcannons

Bondage sex🩸(Dave Mustaine one shot)

Warnings: Explicit Sexual Content, Bondage/Restraints, Power Dynamics, Rough Sex, Explicit Language.

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The dim light of the room cast a soft glow on the plush sheets, accentuating the tantalizing atmosphere that hung in the air. I sat on the edge of the bed, my heart racing with anticipation as I watched him gather his supplies, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.

"Are you ready for a little game?" he asked, his voice low and inviting, sending shivers down my spine.

I nodded, a confident smirk on my face. He approached me, and with deliberate slowness, he took my wrists in his hands, gently binding them with soft silk ties. The fabric felt cool against my skin, heightening my excitement.

"Perfect," he murmured, stepping back to admire his work. The sight of my bound wrists made his eyes darken with desire. "Now, let's see just how much you can take."

His fingers brushed against my sides, teasingly skimming over my skin, igniting every nerve ending in my body. I held his gaze, refusing to back down as he toyed with me. "You think you can break me?" I challenged, my voice steady, filled with playful confidence.

"Break you?" he echoed, tilting his head with a smirk. "Oh, sweetheart, I'm not trying to break you. I just want to see how far I can push you."

With that, he stepped closer, his hands trailing down my arms before finding the hem of my shirt. His fingers curled under the fabric, and I could feel the warmth of his skin against mine as he slowly lifted it over my head, revealing my lacy bra. I shivered at the sensation, my pulse quickening.

"Look at you," he purred, his eyes devouring every inch of me. "So beautiful, and completely at my mercy."

As he leaned in, he pressed soft kisses along my collarbone, each one igniting a fire within me. I felt empowered and vulnerable at the same time, reveling in the control he held over this moment.

"Do you like being undressed by me?" he asked, his lips brushing against my ear, sending shivers down my spine.

"Yes," I breathed, my voice barely a whisper. "I love it."

With a wicked grin, he continued his exploration, his hands gliding down to my shorts. He looked into my eyes, searching for permission before he slowly slid them down my legs, leaving me in just my delicate panties. The anticipation was palpable, and I felt my cheeks flush as he took in the sight of me.

"God, you're stunning," he murmured, stepping back to admire his work. "But we're not done yet."

He knelt before me, his fingers grazing my thighs as he leaned closer, his breath hot against my skin. "Now, let's see how much you can take," he said, his voice low and sultry.

Without warning, he slipped between my legs, positioning himself in front of me. I could feel the heat radiating from him, and my breath hitched as he pressed a soft kiss on my inner thigh.

"Here's how this game works," he said, his voice dripping with desire. "Every thrust, you count. Ready?"