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subby dave?

hihi!

kinktober pt2!!

this is just occuring to me after having just finished the fic, I have no clue if you wanted pegging or just subby Dave, so its just subby Dave bc I have no idea how to write that stuff, and this is new to me too so I hope its decent!

word count: 1189

warnings: smut, subby Dave, praise kink, and just smut stuff in general

ALL FOR YOU (1986)

This situation had seemed to repeat at least once a week when they began a new album. Dave would come home, whining, frustrated and complaining about how the new album isn't going to his hopes or liking, and that he's ‘so stressed’. 

Was he actually stressed or was it a facade to suck him off? I dont know. But, I neverminded it, either or.

As his girlfriend, of course I took pity on him. I would offer him various things that he seemed to like or love, beer, his favot=ite meal, watching a movie, none of it would work. Except for this.

I was nestled between his thighs, his dick deep down in my throat as I sucked him off, my tongue working on him as I bobbed my head up and down his aching length. He was always pretty vocal in bed, but when he was like this, he could never stop whining and moaning. Not that I minded, I always love to hear his pretty sounds. Daves hand was tangled in my hair as he bucked his hips up, the tip bumping the back of my throat and making me gag a bit, my throat tightening slightly as his moans and whines grew in pitch.

I tried to lift my head, desperately needing some proper air, but his hand held me down. Tears stung my eyes, and I knew I could get back on him for this. He wasnt teasing me, but he was getting too lost in the moment to forget that Im a human being and not a fuck doll.

After a moment I was able to pull my head back a bit more, freeing my air ways before taking him all the way back in, causing a loud moan to escape his throat.

“Oh, fuck! Im..” Dave began to warn about his approaching orgasm, and I took him deeper again, before pulling right off of him, leaving him sexually frustrated and whiny.

“Hey…. why'd you stop..?” He said like a disappointed child.

I just shrugged with a smirk. I watched as precum oozed from the tip, cleaning it off with small licks of my tongue, taking Dave back into my mouth, causing him to groan loudly. 

I didn't take him deep, just working on the upper half of his length, enjoying teasing him like this. I would swirl my tongue around the flesh I had gathered in my mouth, refuting to take him deeper. This frustrated  him further, putting his hand on the back of my head to try and push me down further, but I just swatted his hand away, looking up at him with a glint of lust in my eyes, taking him a little bit deeper into my mouth, seeing his face contorted in pleasure at the new addition in my mouth. I teased the lower half with my fingers, lightly stroking his base which made him whine and jolt his hips up, forcing me to take him slightly deeper, thoughI pushed down his hips and held them in place, not allowing him to push me any further before I finally just pulled away from him, causing him to whimper from the lack of heat and friction I once provided.

“Please, just stop teasing me… I've had a rough day…” Dave begged, and now I could see how he found it attractive when I begged for him, or when he would make me bed. The vulnerability, and the shared need lit a fire between two people, and we were experiencing it again and again.

Sure, I loved it when hed get all dominant and fucked my brians out, but maybe I wanted to fuck his brains out for a change. I was already in just my bra and panties, so I just climbed over him, pushing him down and having him lay with his back against the mattress, me above him. His eyes widened, but he was all for it. Under that ego, he did have a soft spot.

I crashed my lips down onto his and he reciprocated, our tongues meeting with great fervor as his hand snaked back into my hair, bringing me closer to him as he groaned into my mouth, as I did his. I began to slip down my panties, eventually raising my hips and positioning myself above his tip, sinking down on his hips slowly.

Dave moaned loudly as our kiss broke, his hands coming to my hips, but I swatted them away. He didn't fight me any further, and I gripped his wrists and held them above his head. His eyes were soft, lost in pleasure as I began to ride him with a slight speed, trying to gain my pace as I rocked my hips. Dave whined out, biting back the noises he wanted to let out.

“Lemme hear you, Davie..” I cooed in his ear, and it didn't take much more encouragement for his sweet whines to drip from his lips. HIs eyes were squeezed shut in pleasure, having me do all the work as I rode him, bouncing my hips at a fast pace to  bring us both to our own demanding releases, though I could tell Dave needed his more, esoe=pecially after teasing him so much today. 

I rocked my hips, grinding on him, hearing the whimpers that fell from his lips in need, and I could feel him shifting beneath me, a sign that his dick was probably over stimulated, and I knew I could make it more overstimulating, squeezing my walls around him tightly, earning a loud groan of need from him.

“Fuck!” He whined out, and I resumed bouncing myself on his length, his eyes shut as his face was etched with pleasure. 

“Open your eyes, baby, wanna see you all fucked out from me riding you…” I murmured in his ear, and he fought hard to keep his eyes open, meeting them with mine.

Dave's fiery ginger locks cascaded around his head like a halo of fire, his heels slightly pink as sweat dribbled down his forehead.

“Good boy…” Raised in a moan of my own, feeling him hit a spot inside me that made me want to crumble right there. I kept my pace, riding him as fast as I could, and he began to whine and groan and moan more frequently, his eyes fluttering open and shut, truly trying to obey my words.

“Come with me baby,” I whispered to him, feeling his hips buck and jolt up into mine, hitting spots deep within me, shouting a loud moan as I came around his cock, his release following soon after as he groaned and whimpered, feeling his hot, thick ropes shoot into me, coating my walls white. 

Dave was panting, so was I, our bodies joined as we tried to catch our breath, resting my forehead against his. I pressed a soft kiss to his lips, feeling his arms wrap around my back.

“‘Love you…” He muttered, clearly exhausted from our love making.

“Love you too, Davie..” I returned back to him, enjoying the peace we had together.

LOVE TOMMY!!!!!! 😻😻😻

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: femdom, restraints, bdsm, softdom, edging, praise, dry humping, grinding

I could feel the smirk on my face as I tightened the silky red ropes up over Dave's head, securing his hands there against the bed frame. His cock was hard as a rock already from the restraints.

"Mmm, look how excited you are already," I purred, tracing a finger lightly up the shaft. "I just know you're aching for it."

Dave groans, trying to thrust into my hand, but he's helpless, completely at my mercy. I wrap my fingers around his base and start slowly pumping him off.

"Not yet, though. first, I'm going to tease this pretty dick until you beg for it." I lick my lips as I tighten my grip and stroke faster. "Beg for me like a good boy."

I can't help but grin wickedly as I watch Dave writhe beneath me, desperate for any more stimulation. But I keep my touches feather light, barely grazing his sensitive, throbbing skin.

"Please." he whimpers needily after several excruciating minutes of teasing. "I need more. Please touch me properly!" He growls.

"Since you asked so nicely." I agree, finally wrapping my hand fully around his throbbing erection. I pump him firmly from root to tip, twisting my wrist on each upstroke.

"That's it, take what you need," I encourage as I increase my pace. My other hand reaches down to gently cup and massage his balls. "Fuck into my hand. Show me how badly you want it."

Dave moans loudly and bucks his hips, fucking himself on my fist with abandon.

I lean in closer and my warm breath dances against Dave's ear while I continue the strokes up and down his pulsing cock in firm, rapid motions. "You're doing so well, baby," I whisper huskily. "Such a good boy, taking everything I give you. I love seeing you lose control like this."

My fingers rub across his sensitive flesh, brushing occasionally over the leaking slit and spreading his pre cum to heighten his pleasure. I can feel his body tensing, muscles coiling tight as he nears the edge.

"Almost there, aren't you?" I tease, my voice dripping with seduction. "But not quite yet. We've got some more fun to have first."

With that, I abruptly freeze my hand around his straining erection, leaving him achingly hard and wanting.

Dave growls, his chest heaves as he wrestles with the ropes binding him. His cock strains desperately in my palm, demanding its release.

"Please," he begs, his voice strangled with need. "I cannot take any more of this torture. Let me cum.. I promise to be good."

I just smile and trail my fingertips down his torso, dipping them into his navel before continuing lower. "We'll see about that," I murmur, giving his heavy balls a gentle squeeze.

I lean back now, gazing at his exposed form appreciatively, my eyes lingering on the thick veins pulsating along his length. Then, with slowness, I begin to stroke him once more, working him toward another near climax.

I position myself between Dave's legs, his erect cock nestled against my clothed heat. A sly grin smeared across my face as I begin to grind against him in slow circles.

"Oh yes, just like that," I moan softly at the feeling of his hardness pressed against my sensitive folds through my panties. "You feel so good rubbing me like this, Davey."

Dave's eyes widen in surprise and arousal as my panties rub him. He squirms and strains against the ropes binding his wrists behind him, trying to push harder into my grinding hips.

"Don't fight it," I advise breathlessly, picking up speed as I grind his cock. "Just let yourself enjoy it. these tight little panties are all that separates you from being inside me…”

The friction is sending me wild, my clit throbbing in time with each roll of my hips.

I continue to grind against Dave's straining cock, the damp fabric of my panties providing just enough friction to send sparks of pleasure through us both in my increasingly urgent movements.

"I can feel how much you want this," I pant, my voice low and sultry. "How bad your cock needs to be inside me… Don't hold back, let go and fuck me with your hips."

Dave is shot on by my words and begins bucking his own hips, meeting my downward thrusts with upward pushes of his own. The combined motion has our bodies slamming together in a lewd, rhythmic dance.

"Yes, just like that!" I exclaim, my head thrown back in abandon. "Fuck, you feel so good..."

We continue dry humping furiously as I lean forward, nipping at Dave's earlobe and setting shivers down his spine.

"Poor thing, all tied up and unable to touch me," I tease, mockery oozing from my voice. "Just think how much better this would feel if you had your hands free to explore every inch of my body..."

I pastor my words with a harder roll of my hips against his, grinding my clit against his cock in a way that makes us both gasp. "Or you reaching down and slipping those big hands under my skirt… feeling the heat of my pussy through my soaked panties…”

Dave groans at the thought, his hips jerking in a weird rhythm as he chases the pleasure. "God, I wish I could," he admits, strained with lust. "I'd touch you everywhere, make you.. ah.. scream.."

I chuckle, enjoying the effect my words have on him. "Maybe later, when I decide to set you free," I reply with a wicked grin. "For now, just focus on my body."

I quicken my pace again, riding him with abandon, my juices soaking through the thin material of the underwear. Wet sounds of our frantic coupling fill the room, mingling with Dave's desperate moans and my own cries of pleasure.

"So close," he pants, his cock throbbing almost painfully against me. "I'm gonna…fuck, I'm gonna cum without even touching you."

"Go ahead then," I exhale. "Cum all over yourself like a good boy."

With one final moan, Dave's body tenses and then shakes. His cock pulses as he unleashes spurt after spurt of hot cum onto his stomach, wrists tugging at the ropes binding him.

"That's it, baby," I praise, still grinding up against him as he rides out his orgasm. "Give me every last drop. You look so sexy covered in your own cum."

As his spasms finally subside, I slow my movements to savor the feeling ofpleasure still rippling through us both. Finally, with a contented sigh, I lift myself off his spent cock.

"Now, let's clean you up and see about getting you untied," I tell him, flashing a playful smile.

Helping Dave to clean up, I move to stand beside him, brushing the tangled locks of his fiery hair away from his flushed face. I lean in and place a soft kiss to the tip of his nose, my lips curving in a warm, affectionate smile.

"There you go, all cleaned up and looking cute," I coo, my voice dripping with sweetness. "You did such a good job following directions and pleasing me. I'm so proud of you, baby."

Dave blushes at the praise, eyes sparkling with happiness, a hint of relief that the intense scene has finally ended. He reaches up to touch my cheek, his calloused fingers gentle against my skin.

"Thanks… baby," he says quietly, the nickname used by and reserved for a select few. "That was.a lot."

if you want to see lars playing drums on a pillow today is your lucky day

I WROTE THAT REQUEST ABOUT JAMES EATING PUSSY AND NOW I’M THINKING OF BEING HIGHSCHOOL SWEETHEARTS WITH HIM

like, imagine you’re both doing homework or studying or wtv, you’re parents are gone and you two end up making out, which leads to him having a boner cause he keeps thinking about THAT

and he’s super embarrased bc it has never happened before and ends up in being THE first time 😝‼️

ugh like come on man be my first bf please ☹️

AHH NO CUZ THE SECOND YOUR PARENTS WOULD LEAVE, HE WOULD BE ALLLL OVER YOU

he’d be so fucking cute as he presses kisses all over your face, telling you you’re so smart n pretty and how you’re gonna ace your exams and shit. after thanking him and returning a few kisses, you eventually tell him that you both have to get back to studying, which makes him groan in annoyance but he listens to you.

you were trying to help him memorize but he couldn’t care less about studying, so you made a compromise; whenever he answers a question right, you’ll kiss him. that quickly brought his attention forward, suddenly being able to answer everything with almost no hesitation.

when he answered the lengthy question, the one that he found most difficult, you were so happy, practically jumping on top of him to smother him with kisses while you tell him you’re so proud of him, making him laugh.

you feel something against your lower stomach, and when you shuffle on top of james to see what was pokin you, james let’s out a guttural moan, causing you both to snap your heads and face each other.

“shit, i’m sorry.” his face turns red as you get off of him, he looks at anywhere but you, embarrassed since this was the first time you caught him with a boner.

you were perched on your knees in front of him while he had himself rested on his arms, sitting up and not knowing what to do in a situation like this.

“does it hurt?” you whisper after a moment, your voice barely audible as you ask your question, worried that he might laugh at you.

instead, he shrugs and then nods. “a little.”

you feel your cheeks getting hotter as he keeps gazing at you, almost seeing what thoughts are going through his head. experimentally, you bring your hand towards him, placing it on his front before giving it a soft squeeze.

“is this okay?” you ask just to be sure.

“yes. yes more than okay.” he eagerly reassures you, watching you make your move.

you start to palm him, enjoying the faces and the little panting he was making. you had never gone this far before. the most you both had done was just making out, maybe james would rest his hand between your lower back and ass since he was a little shy, but this was new for the both of you.

the wetness in between your legs had started to become too much to ignore. “do you wanna…?” you shyly mumble, hoping he’d get the hint.

you sigh of relief when he nods excitedly, immediately leaning forward to take your lips into a kiss. without disconnecting the kiss, you both shimmied back so you would be resting against the pillows and he would be on top of you.

you tug on his shirt, which makes him quickly discard it somewhere on your bedroom floor, along with his jeans. he helps you get out of your pants and shirt, but he doesn’t get the chance to admire you when you put your arm around yourself, feeling super exposed.

“we don’t have to if you don’t want to.” he reminds you.

“no i want to.” you take a deep breath and then sit up, unhooking your bra and tossing it next to the other discarded clothing items. you frown at the sight of your panties, wishing you were wearing something sexier other than a purple one with a navy blue bow and lace on the hem, but it was too late to change.

“you’re so beautiful.” james sucks in a deep breath as he takes in the sight of you and all your naked glory. he leans down to connect your lips in a sloppy kiss, kissing down your jaw, neck, and eventually your breasts.

he takes off your underwear, rubbing the sides of your upper thighs when you’re finally fully undressed. he strokes himself a couple of times before lining his tip with your heat.

“you ready?” he asks and you confirm by nodding your head, bracing your arms on his shoulders. he slowly inserts himself inside of you, wincing at the faces your making. you feel him stretching you out, more pain then pleasure but when he starts to kiss your cheeks and lips, the pain sort of fades away.

“tell me when i can move.” he says wanting you to take your time. when most of the pain settles, you nod your head, giving him the okay to start moving. he starts to thrust inside of you, the pace slow, speeding up only when you’re okay with it.

“you’re so tight.” he shuts his eyes, eyebrows fusing together as his mouth forms an ‘o’ shape, letting out a breathy moan. “feels so good.” he whimpers

he starts to hit that sweet spot inside of you, making you squirm and clench around him repeatedly. his head drops against you shoulder, biting his lips to keep him from screaming, but you can still hear his sweet moans and cries.

“james, i think i’m gonna…oh god.” you cry as you orgasm, clenching around james as he stills inside of you when you try to close your legs.

with the new added slick between your legs from your cum and the faces and pretty little moans, this tipped james over the edge, cumming along with you as he mutters curse words under his breath. once you both settle down, he pulls out of you, making you wince from the sudden emptiness.

“are you okay?” he asks, swiping away the hair that got stuck to your forehead so he could place a kiss.

“uh huh,” is all you could mutter, snuggling close to his chest. “are you?”

“never been better.” he beams, loving the feeling of you being settled against him.

tell me why i wrote a whole ass novel??

SO JAMES IS MY ALL TIME FAVE PERSON (like youuu). And recently, ive been thinking of 1989 James. Like ajfa James. YOU KNOW WICH SEXY ASS ERA IM ON ABOUT.

This oneeeee.

And ive been making tiny scenarios in my brain (to help me sleep at nigh) of james fucking me on a hotel room floor.

HEAR ME OUT!!!

He has been out with the band for an interview and y/n has been in the hotel room, waiting for James. And when he comes home, hes so fucking needy. This leeds him to fucking you infront of the big mirror in the hotel room.

Doggy style, he pulls your hair and tells you to look at yourself, with mascara drooling down your face. RAHHHHH ITS ON MY MINDDDDD

VEE WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK THIS IS SO???????

OHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGOD.

he would’ve been thinking about you like alllllll day and it was driving him fucking insane right? so when he comes back and sees you in his boxers and one of his shirts and the way you come running to greet him in a huge hug and repeatedly kissing him, the only sane thing for him to do was to fuck you like both your lives depended on it.

it only made sense.

so here you are, forced into your hands and knees, barely holding yourself together. if it wasn’t for james’ grip on your hair and hips, you’d probably flop on the bed.

“oh, fuckkk you’re so tight. look at you, holy shit.” he’s in awe of the way your cunt keeps swallowing him and the precious moans that leave your throat. it was surely a sight to see, and he wanted you to see it as well.

“i said look at you.” he uses the grip he has on your hair as leverage to pull your head up, forcing your eyes to look at yourself in the mirror in front of you both. it was beautiful. filthy, but also beautiful. nonetheless.

you both watch the way your breasts jolt forward witch each trust, the way you’re barely holding it together. he shoves your face into the blanket, pulling your head to the side just enough to see you. he grabs your wrists, forcing them behind your back as he pulls you into him to meet him halfway with each pump.

you shut your eyes, crying out in pleasure which earns you a harsh slap to your ass, leaving a mark. he tugs on your wrist to pull your back against his chest as he rasps into your ear. “keep your fucking eyes open.” he orders.

all you could do is nod, too focused on getting to your release. you roll your hips onto his, feeling a familiar knot in your abdomen. james rests himself on his heels to get a better view of you pleasuring yourself on him.

“that’s it, baby, work for it. atta girl” he squeezes your hips as an encouragement. he uses one arms to cradle your stomach into him while his other sneaks down to rub your clit, helping you get to your release.

his breathy, pleasurable moans is what released the knot in your stomach, causing your cum to trickle down the length of him and onto your thighs. you rest your head in his shoulder as he continues to fuck up into you, getting to his own release.

he stills inside of you as he cums, making sure not to pull out until every drop of him is inside you. the both of you shudder when you feel him pull out, the sounds of your slick visible. he spreads your folds, showing you the way both of your cum seeps out of you in the mirror.

“so fucking beautiful.” he mesmerizes to himself more than to you

he’s so fucking beautiful how is he real????

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james 🎀

the fact that im german and reading this. also, us modern germans are literally terrified to be identified as nazis for what happened literally 83 years ago. NOT ALL GERMANS WERE NAZIS.