Metallica one shots and headcannons

Between sleep and desire🩸(James Hetfield one shot)

Warnings: 18+, somnophilia, explicit sexual content, sexual themes, adult themes

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The room was dimly lit, the soft glow of the moon spilling through the curtains. I lay beside Y/N, her body peacefully nestled under the covers, the rhythmic rise and fall of her chest lulling me into a trance. She looked so innocent, so completely unaware of the effect she had on me. My heart raced as I watched her, my gaze lingering on her delicate features, the way her lips parted slightly as if inviting me closer.

I shifted closer, feeling the heat radiating from her body. I had always been captivated by her, but tonight, my desire had taken a sharper edge. The thought of waking her with my touch sent shivers down my spine. I gently brushed a strand of hair from her face, my fingers grazing her skin, marveling at how soft she felt beneath my fingertips.

With an ache in my chest, I leaned down, pressing a tender kiss to her forehead. The temptation to go further was intoxicating, and I couldn't resist the urge to explore. I trailed my lips down her cheek, feeling her warmth against me, my desire mounting with each gentle caress. She stirred slightly, a soft sigh escaping her lips, and my breath hitched at the sound.

As if drawn by an unseen force, I let my lips find hers, kissing her softly at first, but the moment our mouths connected, something primal awakened within me. She tasted sweet and inviting, and I found myself deepening the kiss, my hands roaming down her body, exploring the curves I had longed to touch.

Y/N didn't wake, her body responding instinctively to my touch. I pushed the boundaries of my desire, my hands slipping beneath the hem of her shirt, feeling the soft warmth of her skin. The sight of her so vulnerable and unaware sent a rush of heat coursing through my veins. I kissed my way down her neck, savoring the taste of her skin, and as I nibbled lightly at her collarbone, a soft moan escaped her lips.

Encouraged by her response, I ventured lower, my fingers sliding beneath the waistband of her shorts, brushing against the softness of her thighs. The thrill of knowing she was still asleep made my heart race. I leaned in closer, my breath hot against her core as I took my time teasing her, my lips brushing against her folds. She shifted again, a soft whimper escaping her, and I almost lost control. I needed her to wake up, to feel everything I was doing to her, but for now, I would take what I could get.

As I began to taste her, my tongue sliding through her folds, she reacted almost immediately, her body arching into me. The taste of her sent me spiraling into a haze of desire. I felt like I was in a dream, completely consumed by her sweetness, lost in the sensation of pleasuring her while she remained blissfully unaware.

With each flick of my tongue, I coaxed more soft sights from her, and I felt a surge of triumph at the effect I had on her even in her sleep. I could feel her body responding, her hips moving against me as if she were dreaming of the pleasure I was giving her.

It was intoxicating, and I wanted more. I needed to feel her, to have her fully awake and begging for more. I slipped a finger inside her, and her body a little tensed, her eyes fluttering open, confusion mixed with a haze of pleasure as she looked down at me.

"What... what are you doing?" she murmured, her voice thick with sleep, but there was a hint of desire in her eyes that made my heart race.

"I couldn't help myself," I confessed, my voice low and filled with urgency. "You looked so beautiful, so tempting. I needed to taste you."

Y/N's eyes widened as she registered my words, but instead of pushing me away, she bit her lip, her cheeks flushing with a mix of surprise and desire. "James..." she began, but her voice trailed off as I continued to work my fingers inside her, my mouth still teasing her.

The room was filled with the sound of her breaths, quickening with every thrust of my fingers, and I felt a rush of satisfaction knowing I was the one causing her pleasure. "Just feel, Y/N," I urged, my breath hot against her skin. "Let me take care of you."

She nodded, her eyes locking onto mine as the realization of what was happening fully set in. The shift in her demeanor was electric, and I felt her body respond eagerly as I added another finger, curling them just right to hit that sweet spot.

"James, please..." she gasped, her voice a mix of desperation and desire, and I knew she was ready for more. I couldn't hold back any longer. I wanted to feel her wrapped around me, to share this moment fully with her.

I pulled away, my fingers still buried inside her, and positioned myself above her, capturing her lips in a heated kiss. The taste of her lingered on my tongue, and I could feel her heart racing beneath me. "Are you sure?" I asked, searching her eyes for any hesitation.

"Yes," she breathed, her voice filled with urgency. "I want you."

With that, I sank into her, feeling her warmth envelop me as I filled her completely. The sensation was overwhelming, a mix of pleasure and connection that sent us both spiraling. I could feel her body clenching around me, and I groaned at the sheer bliss of being inside her.

We moved together, our bodies finding a rhythm that felt natural, electric. I lost myself in the way she responded to me, the sounds of our breaths mingling as we drew closer to the edge. I leaned down, kissing her deeply, pouring all my desire into that moment.

"James, don't stop," she begged, her eyes pleading with me to give her everything.

"I won't," I promised, my voice low and filled with need as I quickened my pace. Each thrust brought us closer, the tension coiling tightly within us.

With one final push, I felt her body tighten around me, her pleasure crashing over her as she cried out my name. The sound sent me over the edge, and I followed her into bliss, feeling the warmth of our connection wrap around us like a blanket.

As the waves of pleasure subsided, I collapsed beside her, pulling her into my arms. We lay there, hearts racing, a mixture of exhaustion and satisfaction washing over us.

"I didn't mean to wake you like that," I murmured, brushing a strand of hair from her face.

Y/N smiled softly, her eyes sparkling with warmth. "I'm glad you did," she replied, her voice filled with a lingering hint of desire. "You're incredible."

I grinned, feeling a rush of affection for her. "You have no idea how much I've wanted this."

She looked at me, her expression a blend of surprise and excitement. "Neither did I... until now."