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Hey guys! I’ve been dead, i know. I’m sorry. I haven’t been on Tumblr in months. But i’ve slowly been creeping back on here this week. I read your comments, messages, requests etc. And thank you sm for those❤️

Yes, i’m still deactive, BUT. You can still send requests, i love reading them and eventually I’ll be working them out❤️

Been working on some personal stuff of mine, I wasn’t going to my classes and almost dropped out. Luckily i’ve found a wonderful internship and started going to therapy again. I’m happy to say i’m doing so much better already!

I have been writing some blurbs tho, so if y’all want to read those, let me know!!🗣🗣

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inexperienced/virgin baby boy jason getting a blow job for the first time

JUST LOOK AT HIM!!!!!!

just imagine him being spread out on the couch, trying his hardest not to cum just at the sight of you on your knees and dragging his zipper down with your teeth.

you place open-mouthed kisses over his boxers, feeling him harden underneath your lips as you hum. already, he’s moaning, his hips lifting in impatience. you get the hint and waste no time to pull off the clothing, discarding it somewhere in the room.

while you drool over the sight of his pretty cock, your bring your hand up to start pumping him, the contact making him hiss. you pump slowly to tease him, but you start feeling bad when he already starts to whine.

“please..”

“tell me, baby, what do you want?” you question.

“i need you. please” he was so sweet with his answer, his cheeks reddening from the embarrassment and you decide not to keep him waiting anymore

you bring his tip to your tongue, delivering short licks to test out the waters. he lets out a soft “oh” when you take more of him in your mouth, trying his hardest not to close his eyes so he could see you.

you place kisses from the base of his shaft all the way to his tip, licking after. you inch down his cock until your lips are at his base, your tongue swirling around him. he lets out shuddered breaths, his hands grabbing the cushions to brace himself.

“oh fuck” he whines, scrunching his eyes shut before bulging them open again, tears springing the corner of his eyes.

slowly, your head bobs up and down while one hand lingers at his thigh, inching to his hips while you massage his balls with the other.

jason tries his hardest to keep his hands to himself, not wanting to hurt you by pulling your hair, but when you hum around him, he decides that it would be okay.

one hand reaches down to tangle in your hair as he nudges your head a little further down on him. your actions speed up when you feel him twitch in your mouth, letting you know he’s close.

as much as he tried to, jason eventually accepted the fact that when it comes to you, he doesn’t have any self control, so he let his other hand go to your hair as well, his hips thrusting into your mouth the same time he pushes your head down.

“sorry, shit i’m so sorry.” he cries, trying his hardest to refrain from using your mouth this way, but he just can’t stop :(( in between moans, he continues to apologize profusely, his face turning red as he watches your lipstick leave a stain on his base “fuckkk im so sorry, i just- shit your mouth feels so fucking good ohh” his words are high pitched as he hisses at the pleasure.

he feels bad when he gathers that the sound of your gagging only made him want to fuck your mouth even more, turning him on, but right now he had no time to feel guilty when you keep looking at him like that, pushing him to reach his orgasm.

“can i cum? please. please i need to cum in your mouth, i want it so bad please” he whines, more tears falling from his face.

you try not to die at the fact that he’s begging and instead you nod and hum in confirmation. his last few thrusts are harsh as he reaches his release, a few “ah ah ah”s fall from he lips

your knees buckle when his high pitched whimpers reach your ears as he empties himself into your mouth, his hands still pushing your head down. he’s still pushing his hips into your face, just a lot slower now that he’s all fucked out as he murmurs a bunch of “thank you”s to you

when he sees you visibly swallowing his cum, he becomes very aware of how sensitive he is, so he nudges your head off, a line of spit and cum still connecting you to his tip.

you smile, wiping your lips as you watch his chest heave, his body all tuckered out. you stroke his thighs, praising him and telling him how good he was, and just comforting him.

you get up and sit on the couch next to him and jason immediately falls limp into your arms, laying his head on your chest as you play with his curls, mumbling sweet words while you rest your cheek atop his head.

if me and jase don’t do this right now i’m going to make it everyone’s problem.

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please elaborate on the dracula monster rp you mentioned in your kirk headcanons…PLEASE!!

YES OMG!!!! THANK YOU SM FOR ASKING THIS!!!!

this idea has been FEEDING my vampire kirk brain rot so well, esp those fanarts on insta👹👹 really check out @ fuzzsux on insta CAUSE THE ART IS SO GOOD!!!

anyways..... HERE'S MY IDEA FOR IT (any era works tbh)

Bite me please

summary: Kirk wants to play dracula and he wants you to play his bride...

pairing: '93!kirk x fem!reader

warnings: nsfw/smut, biting, roleplay, use of safe words,

word count: 1158

A/N: i was debating wether to make this really kinky or nah.

you'd always known Kirk's favorite monster were vampires. especially Dracula and it's whole story arc. he's a hopeless romantic with a dark kinky side. which you don't mind at all, of course.

he loves the idea of him being a powerful, mind infiltrating, seductive, blood sucking creature. who would stalk you, love you, claim you, and mark you as his bride.

it would start with him biting your neck for fun, not real harshly or anything. just some playful bites. and you seem to like them. he would get all excited and wanted to ask you right away, because this has been on his mind for a while now.

but, he still sorta backs out. you see he wants to ask you something, so you do it first.

"baby? what's wrong?" you slide your hand over his back. "Something on your mind?"

"yeah, actually." he has a wide smile on his face, which slowly turns into a smirk. "would you be interested in... uhh... roleplay?"

your eyes widen a bit and your breath hitches. you have a puzzled look on your face and let out a short giggle.

"what'd you have in mind?" you grin back.

"what do you think?" he leans down and bites your neck again, harder this time.

"do you want to drain me from my blood, Count Dracula?" you say in a bad, sensual transylvanian accent.

"oh..." Kirk groans and lets out a breathy chuckle against your neck. "i'd like to drain you from something else too."

you moan softly as he places more sloppy kisses on your neck, going up to your jaw and eventually kisses your lips.

"i'll take that as a yes, hm?" his eyes show a dark gaze, you can see the passion and lust in them.

"yes."

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you're walking around the house, wearing some leathery outfit. which Kirk had picked out for you. along with a tight, blood red corset that is hugging your figure.

"so much for classic." you mumble to yourself. the house is dark and to be honest, you feel a little.... scared.

you don't know if it's the excitement bubbling in your lower belly or the actual thought of being haunted by your boyfriend...

"Kirk?" you call out faintly, looking around for him. "are you gonna jump out and attack me or something?" you say jokingly.

"that all depends, my love." Kirk's dark voice whispers to you, you can feel his breath against your neck.

you turn around and he immediately grabs you and slams you against the wall. he starts kissing your neck and leaving a few bites here and there. he moves down and starts biting on your collarbone, he looks up at you through his eyelashes.

he's wearing a ruffled blouse and a pair of black dress pants you've never seen him wear before. His chest glistens through the low cut shirt, a few faint love bites visible.

"color?" he whispers.

"green..." you breathe out.

"I'm going to drain you and make you mine." he growls. then, he drags you by your arm and pulls you into your shared bedroom. he pushes you on the bed and you scramble back against the headboard.

"w-what are you going to do to me?" you try to sound scared and get into your role as the 'victim'.

"look at you, scared little thing." he tuts and crawls over to you. "you're going to be my bride." his eyes shine with passion and power. you actually feel thrilled.

"are you going to hurt me?" you look into his eyes.

"just for a bit, darling." he tugs on the laces of your corset. "i'll make you think of something else."

Kirk nuzzles his face in your neck and drags his nose slowly down your collar bone and towards your breasts.

"you smell so fucking good." he groans.

you can only respond with a moan and your hands make way through his hair.

"hmm, are you ready, my love?" he kisses your jaw.

"please." you nod.

he pulls down your pants along with your panties and he's taking his sweet time with it too. he grins teasingly at you and slowly slides his hands up your legs and thighs.

"Kirk..." you whine.

"gonna mark you, my love"

he pulls down his pants and boxers and pumps his throbbing cock slowly, he slides it between your pussy lips and the both of you moan and shiver with pleasure.

"you're already wet enough for me, love." he decides to pull back and slide his fingers inside of your dripping cunt first. "and i didn't even really touch you yet..."

"k-kirk!" you moan as he stretches you out by adding a second finger. he curls them up and you gasp, letting your head fall back.

"there, all ready for me." he groans and lines himself up with your cunt.

he slides in and starts biting your neck harshly, you let out a moan that's mixed with pain and pleasure. you're positive you'll have a bruised neck with bite marks in the morning.

normally he's quite the one to talk, but he's too busy fucking and sinking his teeth into you. too pussy drunk to function.

Kirk's hips slam against yours, his moans muffled by your skin as yours are the only ones that fills the room. your whines drive him insane and he bites you harder.

"color?" he growls, his sweet intention gives you butterflies. but his cock pumping into you make them flutter away.

"nghh- gr-green!" the biting hurts but you like it. you swear if he keeps going, he might draw blood.

he bites different spots and sucks on them too, it drives you fucking insane and pushes you over the edge.

he keeps up a steady rhythm and feels you squeeze around him, he stops biting you and kisses you passionately.

"are you going to cum?" he grins, his lips red from marking you up.

you nod as tears stream down your face, the pleasure becoming too much for you.

"cum for me, my love."

you moan his name as your orgasm washes over you, Kirk keeps pumping into you like a wild dog in rut. he moans and grits his teeth, needing to bite on something.

"use me, bite me." you whine.

he bites down on the other side of your neck and cums inside of you, you can feel it shooting up inside you and he twitches like crazy.

he lets go of your neck and falls on top of you. he takes a few breaths and rolls over on his back, pulling you on top of him.

the two of you lay in each others arms and try to calm down.

"that was fucking amazing." he breathes out. "i love you so much, baby." he kisses your temple.

"was.. so good.." you murmur, feeling absolutely exhausted.

"it was." he grins.

he slides his fingers over the bite marks carefully, and smirks proudly.

you feel yourself drifting off, feeling safe in the arms of your monster-loving boyfriend.

"i want to really taste you next time."

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OH MY GOD!!??

☆ 𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 ☆

listen while you read

written 4 @bubbledtee !! i saw your concept and HAD to write about it

warnings: smut, age gaps, adult film, reader is female, degradation, manhandling

word count: 1,598

james was popular in the adult film industry. everyone always talked about how respectful he was to his co-stars and that he would always do his best to make sure you were comfortable.

 he was also rumored to make girls squirt with just his mouth alone. you were an amateur, scoring this job as sex was something you valued and considered yourself good at. you also thought doing adult film would help your confidence so you decided to give it a shot.

it was the first day you were meeting james, your partner for this scene. the fellow girls practically stared a hole through you as you walked through those doors, muttering and murmuring about what james would think of you.

it was a teacher / student scene and james had to fuck you in ways you’ve never been before. he had to be super rough with you so he decided to sit and talk to you to make you comfortable beforehand.

you saw the silver fox sitting on the sofa in the main room in the house you were shooting in. he was taking a drag from his cigar. he looked up and saw you, giving a bright smile, 

“y/n, right? i’m james, pleasure to meet you” 

he held out his hand and you gladly shook it. he was definitely super attractive for a guy his age, older guys had always been your sort of thing, and this was just adding fuel to the fire.

 “yeah.. i’m super nervous about this..” you nervously chuckled. 

“that’s understandable but i assure you, if you want me to stop at any point you have my word. promise” he gave a sweet smile.

you two talked for a few hours before you had to shoot your scene. you had already gotten so comfortable with him, and maybe even got a little flustered from his flirtatious comments about what a beautiful young woman you were. 

you went to change into what the producers/directors had given you. the casual skirt, thong and polo you usually saw in these types of pornos. you did your makeup and touched it up in the living room mirror. you noticed james in the reflection and couldn’t help but stare at him in that suit. it hugged his body just right, the shirt rolled up, showing his many tattoos and buff arms. 

you gulped nervously, flustered again as james complimented you once more.

 “5 minutes!” the cameraman yelled. 

you nervously took a deep breath, james taking notice, “remember what i said, tap me three times for me to stop doing whatever i’m doing, darlin.” you nodded in agreement, understanding him.

the scene began, and you two started off with the casual and cheesy “raise my grades” scenario. james grabbed you by the hips and started to kiss you, trailing down your neck kissing and sucking. you lightly moaned and whimpered at the sensation of his teeth against the skin of your neck. he suckled until he left hickies all over. the camera man moved to an angle so he could capture the both of you.

 james shoved you on the desk and slowly removed your panties with his teeth while on his knees. you bit your lip, staring down at the silver fox. you wanted nothing more than him to ravage you. ravage you on camera for the whole world to see. standing back up, he smacked you across your face,

 “you’ve always wanted this huh? you’re a little slut, always dressin’ like this for your teacher to see. what a gross girl you are.” 

he grabbed you by your face and told you to open wide, spitting in your mouth. he picked you up, putting you ontop his face whilst standing, eating you out. so thats how he stayed so buff at such an age.

tongue exploring your folds and your hard clit, you threw your head back in pleasure. legs already shaking from how sensitive you were, now you knew the rumors were true. this man ate you out like he was starved. the flicks of his tongue made you whimper.

animalistic growls emerging from the back of his throat, he swirled his tongue around your clit. you felt the knot begin to form in your lower half and with that, released all over his face. you began to squirt. it got all in his mouth but he didn’t care. he lapped it up like a dog. he was thirsty for you, like he needed you his entire life.

 he lifted you from his face, slamming you back down on the desk as he roughly put fingers to your clit, rubbing quickly, overstimulating you. your eyes widened and quickly rolled back, never feeling a sensation like this before. he was so rough but knew how to make it feel good. he gave your cunt a slap, sending a jolt through your body. you whimpered, earning a chuckle from him.

“get on your knees…”

 he groaned as he stroked his cock slowly. you abided, getting on your knees looking up at him with longing.

 “open that pretty mouth..”

 he chuckled as you did so, slowly pushing himself into your mouth

. “i’m gonna fuck this pretty face” he grunted,  make this makeup run..” 

you gagged in response, putting a hand to your pussy fingering yourself as he began to thrust into your mouth. he grabbed your head, holding it, thrusting in your mouth sloppily. the groans that came out of him were loud and deep. “rub that pussy for me, darlin” he thrusted a few more times before pulling out. he didn’t want to cum in your mouth—it had to be inside of you.

you got up off of your knees, getting shoved against the desk once again. he bent down to your height, whispering in your ear, “you want me to wreck this pretty little pussy, yeah?” he slowly rubbed at the spot he earlier hit, teasing your folds with his fingertips. you quickly nodded, whimpering a small “yes.”  

he roughly spread your legs, his calloused hands rubbing and running against your thighs sending a shiver down your spine. his hot breath hitching against your neck as he kissed down to your chest, grabbing one of your breasts and squeezing it. he rubbed the tip of his cock against your folds, slapping it on your clit a few times. 

you whimpered slightly earning a chuckle out of him. he slowly pushed himself into you. the adjusting to his size caused you to gasp, biting on your lip as you looked up to him with tears forming in your eyes. your makeup was already messed up from him fucking your face. once you confirmed with a smile that you adjusted to him, he wrapped a calloused hand around your throat and began squeezing as he pounded into your cunt. 

you could barely breathe from the feeling of ecstasy at this point. you needed more of him. you looked up at him with teary eyes, begging him to go harder. he smirked down at you, rubbing your clit with his thumb as he quickened his pace.

he was balls deep inside of you at this point and you enjoyed every minute of it. you could not wrap your head around how good it felt—he was the most skillful, experienced man you had ever been with. you hoped to have scenes with him in the future. no one has ever made you feel this good. 

your thoughts were interrupted by a slap across the face which made you giggle. you were practically a braindead slut at this point, the only thing being on your mind—his cock. his breathing got heavier and more intense. 

“gonna cum in this pretty pussy…you want this old man to cum inside you baby?” 

he chuckled as you whimpered in response and nodding your head. his thrusts got sloppy as he tightened his grip on your throat again. your eyes filled with tears once again. he bent down to your ear, whispering into it, 

“you’re the prettiest girl i’ve ever fucked…papa’s gonna fill you up nice and full”

your cheeks flushed pink, eyes rolling back just from his words. what he said made your cunt twitch and you loved every minute of it. you wanted nothing more than to see what it was like for him to cum inside of you. with a few more sloppy thrusts, he spilled inside of you. his cum felt warm, and this moment felt so right. cum spilling out of you and down your thighs, he placed a kiss on your lips. 

the cameras cut. james held you for a few minutes, whispering sweet nothings to you before you got yourselves washed up and showered. he stopped you on your way to your dressing room

“hope i wasnt too rough back there, you did damn good for your first time… never came that much before” he chuckled.

his words once again flustered you,  “oh really?”

he nodded in response, his hands in the pockets of his jeans, “i meant what i said to you by the way..you really are the prettiest woman i ever fucked..”

“and you’re the most handsome man i ever fucked..” you both chuckled, just staring in eachothers eyes for a moment.

there was so much tension between the two of you. that was something you couldn’t ignore. 

you two kissed then and there. he held you close, wrapping arms around you. that moment could last forever. he was such a gentle person outside of sex and you only hoped to have him to yourself.

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gonna start barking

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Reblog, cause i think i’m shadowbanned?? Lol, pls comment if you see this! <3

Hello lovelies!!

Sorry for being so inactive, i have been very stressed about A LOT lately. But i’m working on it!

I actually have a little announcement to make! I started an fan account on instagram! It will contain me thirsting for metallica (duhhh) and updates about fics and stuff! Would y’all be interested in checking it out? (Please say yes)

Insta; punkdjaymz_ -> https://instagram.com/punkdjaymz_?igshid=NGVhN2U2NjQ0Yg%3D%3D&utm_source=qr

Much love<3

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Hello lovelies!!

Sorry for being so inactive, i have been very stressed about A LOT lately. But i’m working on it!

I actually have a little announcement to make! I started an fan account on instagram! It will contain me thirsting for metallica (duhhh) and updates about fics and stuff! Would y’all be interested in checking it out? (Please say yes)

Insta; punkdjaymz_ -> https://instagram.com/punkdjaymz_?igshid=NGVhN2U2NjQ0Yg%3D%3D&utm_source=qr

Much love<3

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hello Lovelies!!! thank you so much for the support <3

sorry for the long wait and sorry i've been inactive. school and work are kicking my ass. i've been working on some stuff 'behind the scenes' as you could call it. and i'm perfecting it until i think it's ready to be posted :)

i hope everyone has been doing well! also happy late Halloween! 🎃

see you soon! x

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I love james hetfield but I can’t figure out if I have a big fat crush on him or if I just want him to be my dad

Like I’m so conflicteeedddd

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could you write something bout going to prom with 80s James? I don't know headcanons or something, pleease. that would be so sweet of you <3

hey, lovely!! sorry for the long wait! i hope you enjoy! also, i have no idea what prom is like, since I'm not American, so i hope it's a little accurate! <3

the two of you have been friends for the longest of time, had classes together and hung out with the same people.

you two would jokingly flirt with each other and some small kisses would be given here and there.

you didn't think much of it until it was almost time for senior prom. 

“Who are you thinking of taking to prom, Jamie?” you asked him with a playful smile on your face.

“Quit callin’ me that.” He tries to sound intimidating, but he can’t help but smile back at you.

“Well? "Who is it?” You want it to seem like you’re genuinely interested, but the only reason you’re asking is because you want to know if the thing between the two of you could be something real. 

“I don’t…  I haven’t asked anyone yet.”

Hopefully he finally grows some balls and asks you. 

It was a few days before prom and you were actually thinking you and James weren’t going to work. And you were really upset about it. You and James weren’t hanging out as much, and it was really fucking with you.

until… you heard tapping against your window. 

James was throwing rocks against your window! He's here! at your house! again, finally!!!

he climbed up the drainpipe clumsily, (how cute). He handed you his Iron Maiden ‘Killers’ vinyl first and then crawled in. 

“what’s this?” you grinned.

“What do you mean, ‘what is that?’. It’s Iron Maiden!” He was breathing heavily and his cheeks were bright red. 

“Yeah, I know that, dumbass!” You giggled. “ Why did you bring it?” 

“Open it!” 

You took the lp out of the art cover and on the protection cover there was a text, written in James’ messy yet perfect handwriting. “Will you go to prom with me? x Jaymz” 

“You dork! of course I will!” You wrapped your arms around him and you must’ve kissed him a thousand times. 

Both of your lips were sore from kissing that night.

When the time came, both of you were all dressed up. (80s prom was something else). matching corsages and he wore a tie that matched with your dress. 

He picked you up in his brother's car and he was a blushing and stuttering mess. (so were you).

His hair was a little messy, so it was obvious he tried to do something different with it. you told him you liked his hair this way and he thanked you shyly with a kiss on the cheek. 

The school’s gym was transformed into a dance floor and there were beautiful decorations on the walls and ceiling. there were your typical snacks and drinks, (which were obviously spiked). but the two of you had already brought your own drinks. 

you had a lot of fun with each other and your friends! dancing and singing your heart out to your favorite songs. 

you were looking forward to the somewhat slower songs, because that meant slow dancing with James. 

he’s not a great dancer, you didn’t care though. you just wanted to be close to him. 

after all that the two of you make out underneath the bleachers, just like in the movies. 

he asks you to be his girlfriend after the make out sesh. 

“I was wondering….” James starts. 

"Yeah?" you try to catch your breath after the intensive kissing. 

He traces his fingers over your dress, drawing a pattern. He doesn’t look at you until he speaks again.

“do you…. want to be my girlfriend?” he blushes. 

“Thought you’d never ask~”

seal the deal with a kiss. (again)

I wouldn’t be able to stop kissing him either.    

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Hey!! i was wondering if you could write something angst with happy ending? (with anyone and any era)

yes!! i can! love me some of that!!! here is late 90s Jason with some angst and a happy (smut) ending.

this might have been inspired by a dream i had, who knows?

Breakfast is Served

summary: Jason shows up to your house after having a rough night, he's looking for answers and comfort. You are close friends with the band ^^

pairing: '97!Jason x fem!reader

warnings: just a lil angst, jealousy, slight smut, happy ending (wink wonk), again loving to beg, nsfw

word count: 789

A/N: like i said, majorly inspired by a dream i had a few months ago. still stuck in my head, and it was too good to not use it.

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You're walking around your kitchen in some comfortable clothes, a big shirt and some panties. You’re cooking up a quick and easy breakfast for yourself, but of course, you’ve made way too much. 

 There’s a knock on your door, you walk towards it and you’re met with Jason’s excited, yet nervous eyes. “Jason! Oh my god!” you walk into his arms and he squeezes you tightly. “Hi baby…” he softly speaks. 

“You’re just in time for breakfast, come on!” you pull his arm towards the kitchen. 

“I, uh- I wanted to ask you something first, actually.” He shuffles in nervously and you turn around and notice his demeanor change. “If that’s okay.”

“Of course, are you alright?” you ask. 

“Yeah ‘m fine, ‘s just...” He scoffs for not being able to look you in the eye. “Do you love me?” 

Your heart sinks to your stomach, “what?”

“Do you,” he starts to tear up, “love me?” 

“Yes! I do!” you grab his face, “why are you asking me this?”

“Do you love me, like you love James?” He gulps. “Like you love Kirk?” He puts his hands over yours, squeezing them. “Like you love Lars?” 

“Yes, I love you the same way I love them.” you say. 

“Why does it sometimes feel like you don’t?” He’s almost crying at this point.

“Jason, I love you. Alright?” you hug him tightly. “Did the boys say anything to you?” 

“No… I can just feel it sometimes. Ya know?” He wipes his face. “Like when James puts his arm around you, he looks around the room like you’re his. And no one else’s.” 

“That’s just alpha male bullshit.” you laugh, “they all do that, even you Jase.” 

“And Kirk, when you sit next to him or hug him. His eyes just change, like no sharing. He wants all of you for himself.” Jason rambles on and you let him.

He frantically looks at you, trying to find an explanation. “Oh, and Lars!” 

“Lars just looooves it when you wanna play drums with him!” He chuckles dryly. “That would make you like him more, always will. Whenever you’re playing with him and he’s touching you, he just eyes everyone. Knowing that’ll be the reason you like him most!”

“Jason…” you start. “I can’t play drums, without bass.” you smile at him and start to rethink what you just said. “Shit dude, that was even cornier than I thought it would be.” you frown.

Jason starts laughing, finally cheering up a bit. You lean in and kiss him softly. He wraps his arms around your waist and immediately kisses you back. 

“Damn it, woman.” He murmurs between kisses, “I love you.” 

“I love you too.” 

We walk towards the kitchen and you lean against the dinner table. He leans against the kitchen island across from you.

“I’ll talk to the boys, make it known that if everyone wants to keep up. You’ve all gotta share.” you wink at him. 

“Okay.” Jason smiles. “There’s one other reason I came here though.” 

“And that is?” you ask him. 

He picks you up and puts you on the table, making you squeal. 

“I had a dream about you last night, woke up a little…” he wanders off. 

“Hard?” you raise my brows. 

“The waking up bit, of course.” He raises his eyebrows too, a wide grin on his face.

“Of course.” you grin back. 

“On the way here, just got me thinking about stuff. Made my problem uh, disappear a little.” Jason blushes.

“What was it about? The dream.” you smirk.

“Well, I went over to your place. And I was met by you and you weren’t wearing any pants, much like right now.” He snaps the fabric of your panties against your thighs. 

“Really?” 

“Mhmmm.” 

He picks you up again and sets you on the ground. Slowly pulling down your panties and kissing you down your legs.

“And I leaned you against the table, like this.” He pushes you back. “And you put your leg over my shoulder.” He slowly grabs your thigh and lifts it up. “And you let me eat your perfect little pussy.” He shoves your leg over his shoulder and looks up at you. 

That look could’ve made you cum right then and there. Like he’s waiting for it, waiting for your approval. Not daring to touch you any further before that. your hands slide through his hair, tugging on it softly.

“You made me beg for it.” He groans. “You love it when we beg, don't you?”

“I do.” you whisper. “Go ahead and beg.”

“Oh fuck.” Jason hisses. “Please let me make you feel good, wanna show you how much i love you.” 

“Mhm, go ahead baby.”

Breakfast was served.

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JAMES GOT A LITTLE FLAME TATTOO UNDER HIS EAR