𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑑𝑢𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 ღ

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hiii ! my name is ronnie, im 19, and I go by she/her pronouns, and i'm a new writer here on tumblr, and im open to whatever you want me to write !

idk i just felt like i should add this picture of dave

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I'm open to writing mostly any kinks, unless it's like piss, feet, defecation, or vomit

I'm also always open to writing about dead people, smut too if you really want, but nothing too extreme, but mostly fluff. I obviously write angst for the dead people but i'll probably cry while writing it💔

I'll write for smut, fluff, and angst

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I write for:

• Mötley Crüe

• Metallica !

• Guns n' Roses

• Slipknot

• Megadeth

• Nirvana

• Foo Fighters

• Green Day

• Alice in Chains

• Type O Negative

• Linkin Park

• Skid Row

• Bastardane

• Black Sabbath

and almost any band you ask for ☺︎︎

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see how I reached 30 tags hehe 😈𓆈

☠︎ 𝔠𝔩𝔬𝔰𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔬 𝔤𝔬𝔡 ☠︎︎

Heyyy Can I Request, Black Album Era James With A Younger Female Reader Gf That Is Super Nice And Let's

☢︎︎☢︎︎☢︎︎☢︎︎☢︎︎☢︎︎☢︎︎☢︎︎☢︎︎☢︎︎☢︎︎☢︎︎☢︎︎☢︎︎☢︎︎☢︎︎☢︎︎☢︎︎☢︎︎☢︎︎

warnings: slight angst, drinking, smut, unprotected p in v, light thigh riding? hair pulling, make-up sex, overstimulation, squirting, uhh i think that's it, if I missed anything lmk, otherwise happy reading anyway love ya☺︎

𓁹𓁹𓁹𓁹𓁹𓁹𓁹𓁹𓁹𓁹𓁹𓁹𓁹𓁹𓁹𓁹𓁹𓁹𓁹

Since you were younger than him, James always looked out for you.

You never cared what he did, as long as he never cheated, and he loved you too much to ever cheat. He felt like you'd be bored while you were on tour with him, but you always begged and begged for him to take you with him, reassuring it won't be much different on tour than at home.

Lucky for you, he couldn't possibly say no to your pretty doe eyes, so right before his next tour he said yes, and you beamed, excited for the scenery you could get a view of from your hotel bathrooms, and more importantly, your time with James on his free days.

What you didn't expect was to spend your nights just drinking what he had brought you. Yeah, you expected to be alone, but you didn't expect it to be this torturous. You didn't want to be a bother, so everytime he asked, you'd just say "nothing, it's all good". He'd ask twice for reassurance, but you'd always say you were positive.

Now here you were, two bottles of Jack down, drunk and turned on over absolutely nothing. He had called and said the band's going to an after-party for the release of their new self-titled album, and he'll be back soon, but that call was at 11pm, and it's now 2:30. You were just about to get up and find a way to get to him, until you heard his keys jingling and the front door opening.

You rushed to the front door, and he went up and greeted you with a hug and a kiss to your forehead, until he noticed the little angered pout on your face.

"Sweetheart, what's wrong?"

He asked you, to which he got a slight hit to the chest. He looked at you with a confused expression until you sighed finally got to talking. "I hate to admit it and be that way, but I hate this! Each time you come home you don't ever do anything, and fucking silicone isn't enough! I want you, Jamie, I just don't wanna be a bother and ask you for a bunch of stuff, and i'm tired of it!" You said, a bit louder than intended. He looked at you with a shocked expression, and parted his lips to say something, but you cut him off and stormed off to the bed and lied down, facing the opposite direction of him.

He stood frozen, before he snapped out of it went up and lied next to you, turning you around and curling you up to his chest. You still had an angered pout on your face, but you couldn't stop your smile when you looked up at his ocean blue eyes, and your cold hand found his cheek and your warm lips found his. He immediately kissed you back, and sat up against the headboard, before nudging you leg a bit, so you were straddling his thigh. His thumbs dipped under the waistband of your shorts before slowly pulling them down.

"Get off on me, baby."

He said with a low and husky tone. His hand found the small of your back, guiding your movements. You tried to keep your noise down, until he whispered, his lips touching the shell of your ear, "Don't be quiet, doll. I wanna hear you." This spurred you on to move your hips faster, eliciting soft moans from you. You quickly moved off of him and went to straddle his lap. "I can't cum without you, Jamie." He gave you a smirk and went to pull down his jeans.

He rubbed the tip of his hard cock against your folds, making you gasp. "Please don't make me wait, James.." you whispered. He gave you his goofy smile and said to you breathlessly,

"You're in full control, baby..."

His words sent shivers down your spine as he slowly moved his hands from your hips to the bed sheets behind him, gripping them increasingly tighter as you slowly start rocking your hips on him. He left deep love bites on your neck and whispered sweet nothings into your ear as you started snapping your hips a bit faster on him, making him throw his head back and let out a high moan, way higher than the deep grunts and groans he lets out when he fucks you relentlessly. You kept angling your hips until you found his tip dragging against your sweet spot in the most heavenly way possible, making you let out a loud moan. Your hips instinctively rocked faster, making him see stars as his thick and veiny cock dragged on your walls. You were so lost in the pleasure that your orgasm hit you quick, sudden, and intense, squirting all over James.

You cried out and hid your face in the crook of his neck, basically crash landing on his chest. His hips started snapping up into yours, desperate for his own release. He was letting out whines, moans, and occasional groans. Your legs were shaking from the intensity of your orgasm, all the days he needed to make up for was all made up in just one round. James threw his head back, letting out a small whimper, as he had what was probably the strongest orgasm he ever had, his hot and heavy load shot up into you almost endlessly. How did one switch-up intensify both your orgasms times ten?

Who knows, only conclusion is it felt magical, and you'll probably do it again.

why do I feel like this is bad is it bad guys