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allmoshnobrain · 2 months

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𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

dave mustaine x nore burton (oc) | word count: 1514

✦ on this fic: NSFW!!!, dave mustaine x female!oc, oc is cliff burton's cousin, +18, language, romance, mxf sex, period sex (in the shower), unprotected sex, blood mention, period pains

✦ a/n: this is just Dave showering Nore with affection because I missed writing about these two in a happier setting. From my Heartbreaker fanfic. This is set somewhere between parts 16 and 17. Hope you enjoy the read ❤

I could tell right off the bat that something wasn't right when I cracked open my eyes.

For starters, it was way too dark for morning. A dull, gray light sneaked through the curtains, barely lighting up the room. Just enough for me to make out the shape of the living room door. I rolled over with a groan, and that's when it hit me: a stabbing pain in my gut, and a warm, sticky feeling between my legs.

"Oh, crap," I moaned, burying my face in the pillow as a sharp pain shot from my gut down to my legs, making me curl up tighter. As much as I wanted to cocoon myself in blankets, I knew I had to get up if I wanted any relief. With a heavy sigh, I dragged myself out of bed, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes and trudging to the bathroom.

Flicking on the light, I shut the door behind me, letting out a frustrated groan when I spotted the bloodstain seeping through my underwear. I plopped down on the toilet, wincing as another wave of pain hit me. I knew a hot shower and some meds would help, but right now, I could barely move, my eyes drooping with exhaustion as the pain pulsed through me.

I jumped when I heard a knock on the door.

"Nore? You alright?" Dave's voice floated through, followed by a big yawn.

"I'm good," I mumbled, but my voice sounded weaker than I'd hoped. "Sorry for waking you."

"You sure you're okay?" His concern was palpable, snapping him awake instantly.

"Yeah, it's just... Ow," I winced as another contraction hit hard. That seemed to do it for Dave; he swung the door open and barged in, eyes wide as he scanned the bathroom. I flushed with embarrassment. "Dave!"

"Oh," he whispered, catching on as he saw me doubled over in pain on the toilet, my clothes in a messy heap on the floor, stained with blood. "I'm sorry, babe. You sounded like you were really hurting."

"I am hurting. But you didn't have to bust in here," I muttered, my face still red hot in embarrassment. He let out a soft chuckle.

"Have you taken anything for it? Want me to grab you some clean PJs? And socks, to warm your feet. You said that helps with cramps, right?" he asked, instantly slipping into caretaker mode, which made me smile.

"I'd rather you let me clean up and hit the shower first. But yeah, fresh PJs and painkillers would be great."

"Got it. I'll be quick. Don't move," he instructed, ducking out of the bathroom and shutting the door behind him. I let out a soft chuckle. Like I could go anywhere in this state. With a sigh, I got myself up, flushed the toilet, and stepped into the shower.

I leaned back, soaking up the steamy water as it washed over me, easing some of the pain pulsing from my belly. A shower, some meds, fresh clothes, and back to bed, preferably snuggled up with my boyfriend. Seemed like the perfect game plan for that early morning.

I cracked an eye open when I heard Dave tiptoeing back in.

"Brought you clean PJs, pain pills, and your towel," he announced, poking his head into the shower. I smiled softly, thankfully. "Want me to hop in?" he offered.

"What, you wanna join me?" I raised an eyebrow, and he shot back a cheeky grin. Without a word, he stripped down, and I couldn't help but giggle as he pulled me close, peppering my face with kisses – on my lips, my cheeks, my forehead.

"You know what I heard? Orgasms supposedly help with cramps," he whispered in my ear, and I could feel my cheeks heating up.

"Dave, I'm..." I started, but my words trailed off into a sigh as his fingers found their way to my clit. "D-Dave, I'm bleeding, we're gonna make a mess..."

"It's all good if we’re in the shower, right?" he countered, his voice low and husky, his breath warm against my neck. I let out a soft moan as he began to circle my clit, his other hand holding onto my lower back, pulling me closer as I tangled my fingers in his hair. His lips pressed against the sensitive skin of my neck, a slow and deliberate kiss that sent shivers down my spine. "Let me take care of you, babe…”

"Dave..." I breathed out, not in protest this time, but in pure pleasure as I surrendered to the warmth of his touch. The heat from the water and his body was soothing, mingling with the tension building in my abdomen as he traced slow circles around my clit. A moan escaped me as I felt a slow contraction, but this time it wasn't from pain; my breath hitched as his lips descended to my breasts, taking one of my nipples between his lips, teasing me with his slow movements. I let out a surprised gasp as he lifted one of my legs, pulling me closer as he entered me slowly. "Dave, I'm… I’m too sensitive today..."

"I'll take it slow," he whispered, and I let out a low moan as he drew me in closer, fully inside me, filling me up in a way that made me clench around him. He groaned softly, his lips meeting mine as he started to move with a gentle rhythm, his tongue exploring my mouth lazily. I wrapped my arms around his neck, letting out soft moans. "I just wanna make you feel good," he murmured against my lips, and I gasped as he pushed back in slowly. "Wanna make you cum for me."

"Oh, Dave..." I moaned, nuzzling into his neck. He grunted, holding me against the wall and lifting my other leg, wrapping it around his hip, pulling me closer, pushing deeper into me. I gripped his back, the pain ebbing away as pleasure took over, coiling tighter and tighter in my belly, my body begging for more. "Dave, please..."

"Hmm?" he murmured, a smirk playing on his lips as he started to move again, drawing out another soft moan from me. "What do you need?"

"Please... Oh, harder..." I begged, and he chuckled softly, a hint of breathlessness in his voice.

"Are you sure it won't make the pain worse?" he husked, his voice thick with desire, and I nodded. "If it's too much, you gotta tell me, okay?"

"Okay... Oh, fuck!" I gasped as he pushed harder, picking up the pace, sending waves of pleasure coursing through me. He chuckled softly, letting out a groan as he held me close. "Dave, I'm... I'm almost there..."

"I feel it. You're so tight..." he groaned, clutching me tighter, his words igniting small sparks inside my belly. "Fuck, Nore, you're perfect, you’re so wet, oh, shit..." I could tell he was close too, his movements growing more urgent as incoherent praises left his lips.

I moaned as he reached down to touch my clit, sending shivers down my spine. He grunted, intensifying his thrusts, and I held onto him, my eyes shut tight as pleasure surged through me. Dave squeezed me close as my climax hit, and he groaned as he reached his own peak.

Breathing heavily, I leaned against him as he set me down, blushing at the sight of the mess between us, a mix of blood and fluids.

"Oh, no," I muttered, cheeks burning. "Dave, I’m sorry..."

"Sorry? You just made me cum and now you're saying sorry?" he replied, sounding amused, and I chuckled, shaking my head.

"I meant for the mess," I clarified, and Dave laughed.

"Babe, we make messes every time we fuck, period or not. It's just blood. C'mere, I'll help you clean up."

After our shower, I got dressed, grateful for the fresh clothes, and popped one of the painkillers Dave brought, even though the cramps had eased a lot. Turns out, orgasms really did work wonders for period pains.

Snuggling under the blanket, I sighed happily as we lay down. Dave pulled me close, and I nestled my head on his chest.

"Feeling any better?" he whispered, running his fingers through my hair.

"Yeah, I am. Thanks, Dave," I mumbled, yawning. The room was getting brighter with the sunlight, but it was still too early to think about anything other than getting some more sleep in our comfy bed. Dave planted a soft kiss on my forehead.

"When we wake up, I'll whip up some hot chocolate for you. How's that sound?" he offered, and I let out a soft chuckle.

"You're spoiling me," I murmured, and he laughed.

"Of course I am. You're my everything," he replied, and I smiled, feeling sleep pulling me under. He held me close, his breath warm against my neck. "Love you, Nore."

"Hmm... Love you too," I whispered, feeling myself drift off.

I sighed happily, letting Dave's arms wrap around me as I surrendered to sleep, feeling safe and warm, knowing that happiness was right there: with him.

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#it's the way dave instantly barges into the bathroom as soon as he realizes nore's in pain 😭#i'm in a dave mood lately i needed to get this out of my system #waaaahhhh #ada writes fanfiction #heartbreaker fanfic #dave mustaine x oc #dave mustaine fanfiction #nore burton (oc)#megadeth x reader #dave mustaine x reader #megadeth smut #dave mustaine smut #megadeth fanfiction #megadeth x you #dave mustaine x you

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dave-me0wstaine · 4 months

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Bad boy 80s dave, I feel like if yall made out and you were on his lap he would like grind your hips into his until he like... yknowwwww but like dominant. (If ya could make that a fic that would be amazing :3)

anon!!!! this is so good like. could you imagine???

i feel like he'd be spread out on the couch, his legs open wide, borderline manspreading and he beckons you over to him. and so you crawl on his lap, happy to get some attention from your boyfriend. you're all shy smiles and happy giggles as he runs his large hands over your body, tickling your sides and making you squirm on his lap.

everything's all innocent kisses and playful tickles until you wiggle in a certain way and feel something hard, and you immediately start feeling hot because you know what that is. dave grips your hips and guides you across his bulge again.

"keep movin', pretty girl." he mutters, leaning in to leave marks across your neck. although you hardly get the chance to move, because dave is still gripping your hips, using his strength to swivel your hips across his.

"d-davie.." you whine, already feeling your high approaching. he's just so rough. you can feel bruises starting to form on your sides from how strongly he's holding you, and the pressure he applies to grind your bodies together makes for intense pleasure.

"what? feelin' good, baby? too much?" he asks. when you nod, he quickly takes on a condescending tone.

"so spoiled.. you're just a little pillow princess, yeah?" he groans, tilting his head back after a particularly hard grind. "fuckk, m'gonna cum like this."

you wrap your arms around dave's neck, snuggling into his neck and whining as you felt your orgasm rapidly approaching. all of a sudden, you feel fingers wind themselves in your hair, and yank your head back.

"don't hide, look at me when you cum," dave grits out between clenched teeth. as soon as you make eye contact with him, seeing his blown out pupils and intense gaze, you instantly crumble underneath him, mewling and writhing in his lap as you cum.

you lean forward, resting your head on his shoulder, and as you come down from your high, you realize you feel unusually wet. it’s only when you look down and see a huge wet patch on dave’s crotch and realize that you made him cum in his jeans. you blush, and he just chuckles at your shy expression.

“wasn’t lying when i said i was gonna cum, sweetheart.”

#sorry the ending is rushed and lame #i’m so exhausted from work :(#but i hope you like <33 #dave mustaine #dave mustaine x reader #dave mustaine smut #dave mustaine fanfiction #megadeth #megadeth x reader #megadeth smut #megadeth fanfiction #bad boy! dave #asks

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softbaymax · 10 months

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why is no one taking about how gwen was playing the drums to trust by megadeth at the beginning of atsv??

#spiderverse #into the spiderverse #itsv #across the spiderverse #atsv #miles morales #gwen stacy #miles x gwen #gwen x miles #miles and gwen #gwen and miles #gwiles #ghostflower #flowerghost #trust #megadeth #this song is literally miles and gwens relationship in atsv #can someone make a lyric gif/pic set of their scenes to this song #searching my head for the words that you said #the scene where miles goes back to earth 42 and thinks about how gwen didn’t know how to tell him #tears filled my eyes - gwen’s eyes tearing up after miles said she should’ve never come to see him #as we said our last goodbyes #miles says bye to gwen before going home OR gwen says bye to miles before going to earth 50101 OR whey they say bye in itsv #the sad scene replays of you walking away #gwen watching miles go to the go home machine after he says bye to her OR miles watch gwen go to earth 50101 #time and again she repeats let's be friends #the scene where they’re sitting on the rooftop and she says he’s the only one who really gets her #OR where they finally say they’re friends at the collider in itsv #i try to let go but i know we'll never end 'til we're dust - miles lets go of gwen’s web #there’s probably more but i can’t think of any rn but i will reblog if i do

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grazillaa · 1 month

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dave mustaine having size kink and not failing to notice the big difference in size between him and the reader (fem reader pls) <3

a/n (unrelated): i am back bitches i promise this time, thank u for the ask nonnie i lovee size kink dave, so sorry it’s been like a month. side note, i didn’t really have the mental capacity to write a structured fic, so here’s whatever this is. brainrot.

in case you guys haven’t ever seen late 90s- 00s dave mustaine, he’s sooo big n yummy n strong like aaaa. i wanna be in his arms, i wanna be gripping his biceps that i can’t even fit my hand halfway around while he’s fucking me like no tomorrow 😔

he’s calm and collected on the outside, but on the inside he’s losing his mind whenever the difference in size between the two of you is especially obvious, like whenever he stands behind you, he likes to put his hands on your slim shoulders. sometimes you tilt your head up so that you can see his face, and seeing your eyes sparkle and your cute little smile triggers something in him, a desperation to have you to himself entirely. and he can. he’s so much bigger and stronger than you are, so it’s no problem for him to sweep you off the ground into his arms or over his shoulder. he loves carrying you everywhere, might i add, he loves taking care of his princess obviously and it gives him a huge ego boost to have the control over your relatively small body that you let him. on days when you’re not at cooperative and decide to be a bit bratty, he only becomes more turned on and has no trouble getting his way with you and fixing your attitude… 🤭

his little size kink even shows up in more innocent, domestic situations, like you wearing his clothes. his tshirtsw swallow you whole, for example. you find so much comfort in wearing his clothes, and he finds it adorable. also note that he’s very handy around the house. since your much shorter than him, he’s good to have around the kitchen in case you need help reaching something on a high shelf <3

#grazilla’s thoughts #sorry about the quality of this lol #it just came out as completely unorganized thoughts tbh #but i hope you still like it #ask #dave mustaine #dave mustaine smut #dave mustaine x reader #megadeth #megadeth x reader

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silassinclair · 1 year

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Can you do Dave Mustaine angst?

Maybe with his girlfriend threatening to leave him bc of his alcohol addiction?

If not it’s totally fine! :)

I have taken it upon myself to be the Dave Mustaine writer that the world needs. Thanks for requesting, and I hope this is to your liking <3

Please Don’t Leave Me

Upon entering your and Dave's shared apartment after the late shift the scent of alcohol hit your nostrils like a truck. It's been going on like this for a while. Having childhood trauma along with getting kicked from the band he put his heart and soul into only made him worse. And you understood, so you gave him space.

Over five months of space to be exact. But he didn't let up at all. His lain body was sunken into the couch with a bottle of jack loosely hung from his index and middle finger. The TV was playing MTV and what a coincidence, it was Metallica playing Four Horsemen. A song he wrote and worked his ass off on.

"You shouldn't be watching this. They're all dickheads." You walk up to the TV and twist the knob on the console, changing the channel to some random cooking channel.

A low growl and the thud of another empty bottle sounded. "I was fucking watching that." Dave said and got off the couch to stumble up. He walked to the TV but you held him by his shoulders in place.

"Stop it Dave. You're only destroying yourself. Can't you see what you're doing to yourself? What you're doing to us?" Your voice cracks in desperation. These have been the worst five months for you and your high school sweetheart. Everything felt like it was crashing down all at once.

"Oh stop being such a fucking sap!" He shot loudly and slapped your hands off him making you hold your stinging hands to yourself. "It's not my fucking fault! It's all because of my shitty old man and bat shit crazy Mother! They made me this way and those four, CUNTS-" He punched the wall making you yelp and reel back in fear.

"THOSE CUNTS ONLY FUELED MY FUCKING ANGER!"

By now his face was beating red. His snarl was animalistic and violent, everything about him was just pure drunken rage.

"D-Dave..." You whimpered in fear, voice cracking. Tears began to form in your e/c eyes. Dave has never hit you before, never lain a hand on you.

The man only huffed and puffed. His breathing ragged and shoulders rising up and down with every intake and exhale of air. His white knuckled fists were at his sides and his eyes pierced through you like knives.

This wasn't the love of your life anymore. This was someone else entirely. Someone Dave kept locked up in chains in the dark depths of his mind. But now it was free and it was ruining his life.

Ruining your life too.

“Dave. I don’t think this is working. With you like this.” You say as you turn your back on him to walk to your shared bedroom. Opening the closet you grab a duffel bag and stuff some clothes inside along with toiletries.

“Heyy…” Dave’s low voice said as he stumbled into the bedroom, he held onto the door frame for support. “What’re you doin there? And don’t you fuckin walk away from me.”

Ignoring him you continue stuffing your bag with your belongings. Slipping in some cassettes, photos, makeup, and other valuables.

“Hey!”

Dave grabbed your shoulder from behind and spun you around. This time he looked to be standing straighter. His tight expression loosened when he saw your own expression though. Tears were falling down your face and your mouth was in a wobbling frown that threatened to break into a sob.

“Y/n.. hey why you cryin’?” Dave slurred and reached to cup your cheek, but you flinched and backed away.

“H-Hey. I’m not gonna hurt you.” He said, his own eyes becoming glassy.

You turn back around and zip up the duffel bag and put the strap over your shoulder. Hurriedly you leave the room and grab your jacket and keys off the hook. Dave chases after you but doesn’t touch you.

“Talk to me baby. What’s wrong?”

With a final snap you whip around and poke a firm finger into his chest.

“YOU HAVE A LOT OF NERVE!”

He’s never seen you so angry. His Y/n, shy, sweet, and supportive of his dream. You’ve always been there for him and now here he was throwing it all away. The look of realization crosses his face.

“You slapped me, scream at me, lay around and drink, don’t pay rent, AND COMPLAIN AND COMPLAIN AND COMPLAIN FOR OVER FIVE MONTHS STRAIGHT! I CAN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE DAVID, I CAN’T TAKE YOU ANYMORE.”

He’s in utter shock. Now he’s just about sober, or closest to sober he ever has been over the five months.

“Honey please understand that I-”

“UNDERSTAND AND GET THE FUCK OFF YOUR ASS AND DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT!” You push his form away from you. His outstretched hands pleading for your forgiveness fall to his sides.

“Is… Is this it for us?” He sniffles. No no no he can’t imagine a world without you.

Sighing and pinching your nose you nod. “Yes this is it. I can’t take it anymore so we’re done. We’re breaking up.”

“Anything but that Y/n, please baby I’m so fucking sorry.”

He reached up slowly to hold your face, when you didn’t back away this time he cupped both your cheeks and leaned in close.

“I’ll change. I’ll cut down the drinking, I’ll get a job, I’ll do whatever it takes to get you to stay with me. Just please,”

He dropped down on his knees and hugged your waist, burring his face in your tummy.

“please don’t leave me.”

Dropping your bag at your side you kneel down on his level and wrap your arms around him which he returns. Like a starved man he takes in your scent like it’s the last time he’ll ever have the opportunity. His tear stained face buried into your neck as small whimpers and pleads left his lips.

“One more chance Dave. But if I even so much as catch you doing drugs or drinking then we’re over. I’ll help you though okay?” Your fingers brushed his long locks. Feeling him nod you continue.

“We can do it together. It’s always been us right? Just you and me Dave. Your dream isn’t dead yet, you can still have your band and play your music.”

An excruciating cry left his lips. “What have I done? I don’t deserve you N/n..”

Pulling him off of you you gently caressed his puffy tear ridden face that reflected your own.

“Dave listen to me.” You wiped the stray hairs from his face. His glossy eyes looked into your own.

“I would never give up on you that easily okay? But you’ll have to accept my help. If you don’t accept my help then there’ll be no point.”

He nodded.

“So will you stop with all this drinking nonsense, get your act together, and chase your dreams?”

A smile that outshone glistening gold crept onto his face. “Hell yes.” He pulled you in close and kissed your lips lovingly.

“I can’t believe I went so long without your kisses… I missed you so much N/n, and I’m sorry I was away for so long.”

Wiping your tears away you smiled, “I’m glad you’re back love.”

#dave mustaine x reader #dave mustaine x you #dave mustaine #megadeth #metallica #angst

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stevenssticks · 7 months

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thinkin abt what u said abt dave sucking on a strap..... i can js imagine him tearing up when you force him all the way down, but he takes all of it like a champ and actually deep throats it while he's stating up at u, eyebrows furrowing waiting for your approval, resting his cheek on your thigh and holding the sides of your hips 🤭

sage i’m so…. this is a VISION. i bet he would be so pretty on his knees. esp bc you’re the only one who gets to see him like this. watery eyed, hard cock jutting out of his boxers, pretty pink lips wrapped around your strap, choking and gagging on it. he would moan every time you push him down and pull his hair to bring him back up. maybe even cumming untouched at you just fucking his throat until he can’t breathe

#asks and replies #p’s thots(^ ^*)#i love subby men #so much #whenever i see a big strong man i’m like ‘i wanna break you in so bad’#ughhhh #dave mustaine #megadeth #megadeth smut #dave mustaine smut #dave mustaine fanfiction #dave mustaine x reader

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runaa666 · 1 month

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I want to be Dave's bratty gf so bad!!!!!!

like in early days of megadeth girls just pay attention to him and ignore you as if he's the only one in the band. And she has a too big ego to explain to Dave that she is uncomfortable with this situation..

And just as he ignores her, she ignores him and starts flirting with random guys at the bar..

(And it ends with rough sex in the bar bathroom 🥰)

this is a very interesting request!!! i had a good time writing it sooo

summary: reader acting like she's single, dave letting her know that pussy has an owner.

dave's face was red from laughing so hard, you could see from a distance how his chest was swelling with pure ego that was being fed by those girls around him. sometimes rolling his curls on her fingers or "friendly" touching his chest. dave didn't seem to care, but he wasn't stopping it either, and it was driving you fucking crazy.

you were in the corner of the bar, dave hadn't even noticed that you'd gone to get another drink to try to take out your frustration on something, or rather drown it in alcohol. you looked sideways, listening to him talk but not really understanding what he was really saying, but anyway, those girls kept laughing, that screeching laughter intended to get attention, to let dave know that they were definitely interested in what he was saying and how he was saying it. your boyfriend definitely knew what he was doing and was used to having groupies around him.

you sighed and drank the last of your drink down to the bottom and took one last look at dave who was still smiling fractionally at all those groupies who were holding him back. then, you moved your gaze around the bar, it wasn't really that early, but it was still decently crowded, enough to see a couple of men looking at you from afar and exchanging glances between them, you smiled at the one you thought was most willing to approach you and it wasn't long before he did. being encouraged by his friends and walking confidently to the seat next to you, giving you an up and down glance.

"you didn't arrive alone but now you are." he said, smiling at you. "i'm not complaining anyway. did you have a fight with your boyfriend?"

"something like that. he doesn't know it yet." you respond without breaking eye contact, key to keeping him interested.

he laughed and kept talking for a few more minutes, knowing the basics about each other but it was totally obvious that the guy wanted to kiss you completely and was looking for the right moment to do it. it's not like you cared, and you couldn't concentrate much knowing you felt dave's fucking gaze on the back of your neck. you just knew, you could feel it so vividly that you didn't even need to look to where he was to confirm it. but you did anyway, and oooh shit.

he wasn't laughing, he wasn't blinking, he didn't even seem to be breathing right now. he kept his gaze fixed on you, and you couldn't deny that things were getting fun. so you smiled at him amused and looked back at the guy in front of you. not even listening to what he was saying, but paying enough attention to him to make him feel special and rest his hand on your leg to whisper something in your ear. then, pulling your hand to guide you to the bathroom quickly. you were really going to do it? while you were walking you were looking for dave, but he wasn't where he was before, and you couldn't find him, your heart started beating hard while you were following that guy without saying anything, dragging your eyes all over the place to look for your boyfriend, you were so focused on that, that you were startled when the guy spoke, or rather whimpered.

"ah! what the fuck, man!" he complained stepping back and letting go of your hand to rub his recently sensitive wrist. "why did you do that?!"

"get the fuck out of here before it's your neck i twist this time."

you heard this voice, his voice. you looked over the guy's shoulder to see him. dave was all red in the face from how angry he was, he was fucking jealous, he was outraged at you, and when he turned to look at you, you felt your legs go weak and your lip tremble slightly. you blinked several times not quite knowing what to say.

"you're coming with me."

he pulled on your wrist not hard enough to hurt you like that guy who kept complaining about, but hard enough that you couldn't do anything about it and followed him into the bathroom and blocked the door behind you. without even being able to do anything when he pushed you into the wall to pin you down by putting one leg between yours and holding both your hands, getting dangerously close to your face.

"what the fuck do you think you're doing? is that your new boyfriend? is that what this is about?"

he claimed in a husky, heavy voice, you could feel his hot breath hitting your face and you had to clear your throat to articulate a word, but in fact, he had nothing to complain about, not after behaving like a total bitch all night.

"fuck you. you were stuck on those girls all night. they drool all over you and you did nothing to stop them."

he raised an eyebrow and looked you in the eye.

"so that's it? you want revenge for talking to those bitches? you know they mean nothin' to me. instead that motherfucker seemed to be undressing you with his eyes."

"he did pay attention to me."

he rolled his eyes in annoyance and moved closer to you.

"so you can do it but if i do it you get mad?"

"will you go through with it? i don't care about them, you know that."

yeah, he was angry, but not as angry as before, he seemed to want to achieve something else, another purpose by getting this close, as if he wanted to keep feeling your body pressed against his and how his knee brushed weakly against your thighs and crotch. he was looking into your eyes, but also your hair and lips. just as the tip of his nose wandered down your cheek until it went down to your neck.

"i should dry fuck you right now to make sure you never behave like that again."

you gasped as you felt his knee begin to move circularly pressed to your crotch and his fingers crawled quickly under your cute black top.

"but since i'm pious, i won't. the part of you being dry, i mean." he whispered in your ear.

"dave i-"

"no. whatever you say won't change anything, just shut up and deal with it. did you hear me?"

you nodded weakly, your mind beginning to cloud from lack of stimulation. you couldn't deny that the constant rubbing of his knee was affecting you.

"good, now turn around for me."

he didn't even wait for you to do it when he grabbed your hips hard and did it himself, thrusting his hips into your ass immediately. with one hand he ran through your hair to see your pretty face against the wall tile, smiling as the coldness of it hit you unexpectedly and made you gasp again.

"gonna' let you know how much i love you baby."

he put two fingers together and pushed them into your entrance still above the fabric of your panties, just to tempt you, sometimes dragging them towards your clit, he kept going until he felt your panties were wet enough for him to stick a finger inside now for real, trying to ease the ache between his legs by stroking himself with his other palm.

you lifted your ass up needy, yes, you really were, you could never resist how well dave always touched you, even more so after an argument, just so he could appreciate how your pride that remained intact quickly crumbled when it came to him touching just the right spots to make you fall for him.

and he always ended up winning.

"c'mon, dave…"

"ow, i'm boring my girl…? maybe you should go with that guy from earlier then. you want me to call him?"

you shook your head, and he smiled as he whispered in your ear.

"so who do you want?"

"you."

there it was; the confirmation he needed to hear. you were immature enough to go with someone else but he was bitchy enough to rock it, so he didn't make you wait any longer as he released his aching, hard cock from his pants and slipped inside your dripping pussy completely.

"fuuuck, baby. always so good for me." he grunted as he began to move at a decent pace as to make you bite your lip trying not to make a sound. dave slid one of his hands from your clitoris to your chest, trying to stimulate you enough so you couldn't stifle the moans and whimpers you were now throwing into the air.

he smiled and pulled on your hair making you whine, hitting your sweet spot over and over again as if to make you moan out loud. with any luck, the noise outside would dull yours and so go unnoticed, but this place seemed cheap enough for sound to get through these thin walls.

dave didn't seem to care either way. he tugged on your hair and whispered in your ear.

"being unintentionally loud or are you trying to let those girls out there know you're having a good time with me? slick girl, you don't mind sounding like a whore if it means knowing you're my whore."

he sped up his thrusts and threw his head back in consumed pleasure, letting out low moans and squeezing your hips hard with his other free hand, clenching his jaw as he felt you close around him as a sign that you were already so close. quickly moving his fingers around your clitoris to wrap you tighter around his cock until you reached orgasm making your legs weaken, dave had to hold you down so you wouldn't end up on the floor and pinning you even tighter to the wall to keep you standing while you received his cock over-stimulating you to the max, he held the back of your neck as he thrust for the last few times until he released all his cum inside you, resting his chin on your shoulder near your ear feeling his hot, rapid breathing.

"that's it, baby." he lightly smacked your butt before kissing your cheek. "see how much i love you… only i can make you feel like this. i'll never ignore you again, okay sweetie?" he whispered in your ear.

you nodded slightly and he hugged you from behind.

"now let's get out of this place, i have other plans for us tonight at home."

#dave mustaine #dave mustaine x reader #dave mustaine smut #megadeth #megadeth smut #hi im back #i love yall #send request if you want <3 #dave calls these groupies “bitches” because he admitted to calling them like that when he was young #so i'm just following the canon!!

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rocketttqueennn · 1 year

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Tornado of Souls.

warnings: smut, teasing, slight angst, a bit of fluff at the end

this takes place around his metallica days, the reader is a groupie btw

"Dave? You can't just run off like that!" You yelled, running after him throughout the apartment, following him up the stairs as you saw him slam the door.

You didn't know what had happened, what had caused him to feel so strongly, but you figured it may had been related to the band.

You swung open the door, trying to catch your breath as you saw the man fiddling with his guitar, you knew he was upset. He always did something just to get his mind off of stuff.

"Dave? Are you alright?" You said, slowly walking in, looking at him with heavy concern.

"No! No I'm fucking not, none of them have been fucking acting right and I'm the one getting all the shit! I'm on the verge of being fuckin' replaced!" Dave yelled, looking up at you as he ran his hand through his hair.

"I'm sorry, Y/N, I'm just having a hard time."

You sighed as you closed the door and sat down beside him, leaning your head on his shoulder.

"Y'know, you should really say something to them, they're missing out on a lot by doing that shit" You said as you looked up at him, the tinted lighting hit his eyes just right, sending a spark through your entire body with how beautifully fell back into place.

"Really? Seems to me that they don't give a shit." You instantly whipped your head around to him.

"Are you serious? Anyone would be missing out on having you here, I'm lucky to be here talking to you right now" You said, getting closer to him with a smile.

Dave grinned, looking over at you but something was different, you wanted him. You wanted him at that very moment, he was always very attractive but you never had actual alone time with him.

"Then show me what they're missing then, I think you'd be able to." Dave said, the tone changed from upset to clearly amused. You were stunned, you never thought you'd actually have that type of chance with him, let alone see him like this.

You immediately kissed him, it didn't take very long until it turned passionate, straddling his thigh as he runs his hands up your shirt, moaning into the kiss.

He takes his jeans off, sliding off his boxers as his hard cock springs out from the elastic waistband, he grinned at you as you knelt down Infront of him, sucking him off.

Dave's low moans sent your mind haywire, hearing how slurred his words would get right before he cums.

He grabbed at the roots of your hair, clenching it in his fist as his first orgasm of the night washed over him, feeling his cock twitch in your mouth followed by his hot cum pooling in your tongue.

You swallowed it all, pushing yourself up onto his lap as you wrapped your arms around his neck, sloppily but so passionately kissing him as you teased his cock by sliding your pussy against it.

You hummed as you saw how well he had come undone just by your actions, you couldn't help but moan as his dick hardened even more beneath your pussy.

"Dave, Baby I need you, I need you so bad." You whined desperately, his hands made his way to your clit, grinning as now you're the one about to cum from his touch, marking your neck as he then lined his cock up with your entrance.

He was panting heavily, his face reached the crook of your neck as he teased you.

"Are you ready baby?" He whispered in a way that turned you on even more, you nodded and soon you felt his cock slide in all in one go.

You were on the verge of screaming his name with each thrust, hitting deeper and deeper as you were on top of him, taking every inch of him.

"Dave- I'm close! Please don't stop, please-" You mumbled, you could hear his profanities under his heavy breath as you felt his cock twitch against your walls, moaning as the two of you his your climax together.

His cock slid out of you as he kissed your cheek, running his hand across your hip, never once did you think you would actually get fucked by him.

You laid with your head on his chest, feeling his loving embrace as you looked up at him.

"Dave, I love you"

He smiled, running your fingers through his hair as he kissed you.

⊰ END ⊰

#dave mustaine #megadeth #rocknroll #dave mustaine smut #smut #dave mustaine x reader #x you smut #megadeth smut #x reader #rocket queen

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thrasheraxe · 7 months

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can you do 80s or 90s dave x trans masc reader fluff? i have no ideas but i’m asexual and love dave so much

mustaine x trans masc reader

comfort

absolutely i can give it my best shot! i’m not the best person to ask for dave stuff because i prefer to write abt people i know alot about and their personality but i hope this is okay!!

getting home from a long shift was one of your favourite parts of the day. because you knew each and every time dave would be there, like he had promised. his party life had slowed by his own choice because he wished to spend his evenings with you.

as you walk through the door, you’re greeted by a half asleep dave, sprawled out on the couch with a beer in hand. he perks up slightly and smiles at you sleepily.

“hey hon, cmere”

you walk over to the couch, dumping your stuff by the door without care. your exhausted self just wanting to feel the warmth of dave’s arms. you climb into the seat next to him about to speak but he sits up slightly, warm hands wrap around your waist and you’re pulled into his lap.

“well hello to you too” your voice soft as you smile at him with a tired smile. your fingers raising to play with the ends of his long hair, feeling over the smooth strands and sighing softly.

“how was work, pretty boy?”

“hmph, bad. it dragged, just wanted to get home and be here with you.”

he smiles at the comment and pulls you in further, pressing your chest against his and hooking his head over your shoulder. nuzzling into your neck and with a chuckle he speaks

“missing me that much, were you sugar?”

“mhm” you mumble quietly, your hands running through his hair, curling the ends with your fingers.

“you’re so cute when you’re sleepy” his hands ran up and down your back comfortingly, you feel your own eyes get heavy as you bury your face into his shoulder.

“bedtime?” he asks, leaning back and kissing your forehead gently. trailing his hand up your side softly. you nod in agreement and he gives you a warm smile.

without any warning he picks you up and carries you up to your bedroom, peppering kisses all over your face as he walked. his long ginger hair tickling at your cheeks. you giggled and protested

“stooop! dave! h-ah!”

“never, not when you look this sweet, my love” he chuckled, you’d reached the bed now and he placed you down gently, climbing in next to you. he offers an arm out to you and you immediately take it, laying on his chest and wrapping around him.

“you’re like a koala, or a sloth, you know when they just wrap around trees for dear life” he jokes, beginning to stroke your hair, massaging at your scalp and running through each and every strand.

your eyes begin to fail you as the warmth from his skin puts you in a daze, the soothing feeling of his hands just making it worse. you manage to grumble out “shut up, idiot”

he laughs heartily, the sound of it relaxing you even more somehow. you loved hearing him laugh, or seeing him smile, knowing he was only ever this soft with you.

“hey don’t diss the koalas, they’re cute. sloths…well not so much they’re kinda scary”

“you’re so strange sometimes dave.” you sigh happily, eyelids finally fluttering shut, your fingers tracing the skin of his arm. he notices that you were on the edge of sleep and cups your cheek with one hand, leaning down and pressing a gentle kiss to your lips before focusing back on your hair.

“i love you too”

“mmm i love you most”

#fluff!!#how did i do #i dont know #aaaaa this was nice lil break #hope you enjoy it!!#asexual people rock!!#dave mustaine #dave mustaine fluff #dave mustaine x reader #dave mustaine x trans masc reader #axl’s thoughts #megadeth

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mustainegf · 18 days

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Omg please write something for Nick!!

There's nothing for him and I hate it 😭😭

Maybe something smutty, or smutty and fluffy, whatever you feel like writing

He's such a cutie and anything would be good with him

Finally I get to write about my husband

When I tell you I have a the FATTEST crush on Nick

I’m so so sorry if this is short 😭

Nick had just come home from practice, greeting me with his hands on my waist. "Hey mama, missed you," he chuckled, killing my temple as he pressed his chest to my back.

"Hey, how was practice?" I spun around in his arms to look my boyfriend in the face. "Long," he shrugged, placing a kiss on my lips. "I've gotta shower, I'm a mess." Nick laughed softly, flicking his hair out of his face. "Why don't you join me sexy?" He smirked, giving my ass a quick squeeze before he pulled away.

"Oh, how could I say no?" I laughed softly, following him to the shower.

Nick pulled his tee-shirt over his head, tossing it to the bathroom floor.

I was getting a feeling that he was worked up from practice, and I would be more than willing to help him with that.

I started to undress with him, feeling his eyes on me already.

Still with a grin plastered over his face, he turned on the shower, making sure the water was warm.

"Ladies first," he joked, motioning me into the shower.

I grabbed his hand, pulling him in with me. Nick didn't waste a second, his lips finding mine the moment he was close enough.

I let him take the lead, letting my body go limp under his touch. His tongue danced against mine, his hands sliding down my body, dragging the back of his knuckles against my hip bones.

I moaned into his mouth, biting my lip at the way his hands felt against my skin. He slowly walked us backward, until we hit the cold tile wall. "Mm, I like where this is going," I whispered huskily against his lips.

"Yeah?" Nicked smiled, motioning for me to hop up, which I did graciously, wrapping my legs around his hips.

Ilet my head fall back onto the wall as Nick too his time with his mouth, sucking dark marks onto the flesh on my chest.

I ran my hands through his soaking wet brown hair, low moans falling out of my mouth.

I felt his stubble tickle past my sensitive skin, making me smile.

"Oh, Nick, please..." I begged through a whisper, meeting his gaze.

"You want it?" He asked slowly, his lips tugging into a grin.

I didn't even have to say a sword before Nick was glancing down, hovering me over his dick. "So wet for me huh?" He smiled.

"Yes, Nick," I panted. "You're so beautiful when you beg," he groaned, slowly sliding in. I screamed out in pleasure, tossing my head back against the tile wall. "Ya like that?" Nick taunted.

He thrusted up into me, sliding my back slightly on the wet wall.

| "Nick, oh god, yes," I moaned.

He tightened his grip on my thighs, meeting my gaze with hungry eyes.

I was looking at the man I loved. The man who made me feel safe, the man who made me feel wanted, and the man who I knew was the one.

I was in love with this man and I never wanted to let him go. "Cum for me, sexy, I want to watch you while I cum inside of you," he said, still holding my stare. I leaned forward, capturing his lips in a kiss.

I was so damn lucky to find him, but I didn't deserve someone so perfect. Nick broke the kiss, nipping my neck softly, causing me to break into a flurry of chills all over my skin.

"Nick! Nick!" I yelled into the echoey bathroom, which was now fogging up from the hot water beating down on us.

I came just moments after Nick buried his face between my breasts, leaving another dark mark.

We held each other for what seemed like forever, neither of us wanting to move, or wanting to leave the shower.

"God, I love you Menza.." I panted, laying my head on his wet shoulder.

"Who doesn't?" He laughed, softly kissing my neck.

"I love you too," he whispered.

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allmoshnobrain · 7 months

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𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

vampire!dave mustaine x reader | word count: 4120 | ao3 link

It was inebriating, how completely surrendered to him you were. How fragile, and warm, and wanting. How human.

✦ on this fic: NSFW!!!, dave mustaine x female!reader, +18, language, romance, mxf sex, unprotected sex, oral sex, blood mention, blood drinking

✦ a/n: It's October! And in honor of spooky month I came up with this one-shot. It's my first time writing directly in English (I usually write in my language and translate it) so I hope it's written okay. Hope you like it, feedbacks are welcome! ❤

You and Dave had an agreement.

You were close, but not too close. You both knew you could rely on each other no matter what, but you also knew there was something deeper, something you never had the guts to admit. You held onto the hope that one day the stars would align and things would magically fall into place.

But then came the incident.

You'd always prided yourself on being unshockable, even in the wild streets of '89 LA. So when he showed up at your door looking like he'd been through a meat grinder, your first thought was that he’d probably gone and overdone it with the drugs again. It was becoming a familiar routine, taking care of him when nobody else cared. With a heavy sigh, you let him in, helping him stay on his feet and noticing how cold his skin felt.

"Dave, seriously, this time we might need to call a doctor."

"Nah," he grunted, voice strained. "No doctors. I'm good."

"What the hell happened to you?" You grabbed his hand and plopped down beside him. Whatever he'd taken this time, it was way gnarlier than his usual drug trips, and that's saying something. Dave looked like he was on the verge of sweating bullets even though it was a hot LA night. He was feverish, beads of sweat popping up on his forehead while he shook like a leaf. It should've been balmy, but if you judged by his icy-cold skin, you'd think it was the middle of winter.

"I got goddamn turned, that’s what happened" he hissed through clenched teeth, his whole body convulsing with pain. You took a step back, heart pounding like crazy. Well, that was one curveball you hadn't seen coming. Vampire attacks had become rarer than a sober rock star in the last few decades, but they still happened. You had a cousin who got bit a few years back, but luckily, the doctors managed to suck out the venom in the nick of time. That memory kicked you into high gear as you scrambled to find your damn keys.

"Dave, seriously, we gotta get you to the hospital. Maybe there's still a chance..."

"No, man, there's no damn time!" He yelled, desperate, and you just stared at him, totally stunned. "They made me drink their fucking blood. It's a done deal, I'm a fucking monster now, no way back from this!"

Your heart plummeted. Real-life vampire transformations weren't as simple as the movies and comics made them out to be. You had to get jabbed with vampire venom and guzzle some vampire blood almost right after to make it work. Plus, those bloodsuckers could choose whether to shoot their venom or just chow down on their victims.

So that meant the turnings were pretty much always on purpose.

Once it was done, it was game over.

You inched closer to Dave, your heart heavy as you gazed at the man you'd been secretly crushing on for ages. It was too painful, watching him suffer like this. You'd always held onto that hope that the stolen glances, the way you looked out for each other, and the sheer joy you found in each other's company would someday turn into something more than just friendship.

But right now, it felt like you were on the verge of losing him. Vampires weren't exactly welcome in human society; they were straight-up predators, destined to lurk in the shadows and strike when the night fell. If Dave had gone down that dark path, maybe it was time to say goodbye to the days of you two being together.

But you couldn't let that happen. You couldn't let him suffer, wounded, scared, and all alone.

Because you had an agreement.

You knew you could rely on him; he knew he could always count on you.

Dave's eyes widened as you got closer, extending your wrist toward him. He stared at you, confusion and hunger swirling in his dilated pupils.

"Drink," you whispered, your voice trembling. He shook his head, looking horrified by the suggestion, but you closed the gap even more. "Please. You need this, Dave. You need me."

You shut your eyes and turned your head away as his hunger took over, and he sank his teeth into your skin.

It was one of those nights, the usual routine. You'd roll in from work, and there was Dave, chilling on your bed in the pitch-black room. You hadn't laid eyes on him for days, but you knew the drill. He hated having to feed, hated hurting people, but he couldn't seem to find any other way around it. Except for one option: you.

Dave had initially refused to feed on your blood ever since he had almost killed you, that night many months ago. You'd tried helping him find some alternative, but turns out, it was a way tougher gig than you'd thought. Animal blood did nothing for his thirst, and he wasn't skilled enough yet to drink from people without going overboard and killing them — or getting dangerously close to it.

The best you could come up with was nabbing a sip from folks who'd just kicked the bucket, but that meant finding fresh corpses without drawing any heat, and that was easier said than done. Maybe for him, it was a walk in the park, but for you, a regular human, helping him sneak into hospitals and morgues after dark was a recipe for disaster. Dave didn't want you caught up in the mess, or worse, in jail, because of him.

In the end, offering up your blood was the easier fix if he didn't want to go full-on vampire and start killing people. It was the one way he could hold onto a tiny shred of his former human self. At the beginning, it was rough on him, no doubt about it. You watched him suffer, saw how terrified he was of losing control.

But with time, he toughened up. After the initial shock wore off, his thirst started to chill out. Nowadays, he only needed a sip every week. You knew that if he was doing things the "old-school" vampire way, he'd be guzzling down a whole human's worth of blood every couple of months, but this was the sanest workaround you could come up with to keep the body count at zero.

You were cool with it, as long as he stuck around. As long as you knew he was okay.

At first, he used to nibble on your wrist for a meal. But after just a few weeks, he upgraded to the neck. It was smoother for him and more comfortable for you, too. Better access, and if you ever got woozy from the blood loss, he could keep you steady. But having him that close? Well, that was... let's say, unsettling. Sure, maybe he wasn't human anymore, but it didn't mean your feelings for him had just vanished. In fact, being the only tie he had to his old human self just made those feelings kick it up a notch.

"Your heart's pounding," he murmured, his eyes locking onto yours. You gulped hard, cursing how damn close you were, and how he could practically read your body like a book. After drinking your blood, his lips and cheeks had acquired a subtle pinkish tint, and his once warm, brown eyes had turned into this oddly beautiful shade of red.

"You freak me out," you fibbed, the excuse tumbling out in a rush but full of stubbornness. He grinned at your words, a playful glint in his eye.

"Do I now?" he teased, giving your hip a gentle squeeze as he pulled you closer. His chilly skin pressed against yours, sending shivers up your spine. He nuzzled your neck, his tongue brushing against your tender skin, making you whimper. "You know, they never spill this secret before they turn you – you can smell fear. And the scent of fear... it's something else. But you, you're not afraid of me, even though you probably should be."

"Why?" you breathed out, doing your best to shove aside the way your heart was practically doing a drum solo now. In the good old days, back when he was just human, you'd daydreamed about this like there was no tomorrow. To be this close to him, to feel his lips upon your skin. But now, with him all changed up, being this near wasn't anything like what you'd pictured.

"I could kill you right here, drain you dry," he growled, and you let out a little whimper as he bit down again, pulling you close and setting you down on the bed. His bite gradually turned into a sloppy, passionate kiss. You had to muffle a moan with your hand when he started sipping from your neck, taking even more of your blood. He backed off, fingers gripping your chin, making you meet his gaze. He studied your flushed face, lips slightly parted, eyes bleary. "And yet you like this. Why?"

"I dunno," you breathed out, shakily. You let out another whimper as he pressed his body against yours, his grip on your hair firm as he locked eyes with you, a fiery intensity in his gaze that revved up your heartbeat. You gasped in shock when he kissed you, his tongue diving into your mouth, the taste of your own blood making your head spin. You tugged at the collar of his shirt, pulling him closer like it was out of your control, and he let out a soft laugh against your lips.

"I can smell desire, too, you know?" he mentioned, his hand sneaking under your pants and tracing along the edge of your panties, sending shivers down your spine. You opened your mouth, caught off guard, your face turning all shades of red, suddenly feeling more exposed than ever with him. How could he read you like a book? You hated this new side of him, the side you didn't know how to deal with, the side that fully understood the power he had over you.

The side of him that enjoyed it.

"Dave, we shouldn't be crossing this line," you managed to whisper, and he let out a grunt.

"We've already crossed so many lines," he argued. "Plus, I owe you. Tell me what you want, and I'll give it to you."

"I don't want us doing this just because you think you owe me," you frowned, and he huffed in response. You licked your lower lip, a fresh tension building between your legs. Even though you were still pissed at how he could see right through you, it wasn't like you didn't want this. "You can have whatever you want from me, no need to ask. As long as it's you..."

"No," he grumbled. "Don't say it like that, like I mean something to you. I'm a damn monst—"

"Oh, shut up," you whispered, cutting him off, and he gave you a puzzled look. Sure, he might be a whole new version of Dave from the one you used to know, but did it even matter? "You're not a monster. You got turned, yeah, but you're still you . And I'd give you anything, Dave, even if you were still human. That's how it's always been. I just..."

Your words trailed off as his lips crashed into yours again, his chilly hands gripping your waist firmly, and you couldn't help but let out a muffled moan.

"I wanna eat you whole," he groaned. "If you only knew how your heart races when I lay my eyes on you. It's driving me wild. If I'd known you felt like this sooner..."

"You know now," you whispered. His gaze locked onto yours, carrying a mix of anger, sadness, and something else. Something intense and deep that made your stomach twist and your skin tingle. Something that made you feel like he could have his way with you — and you'd let him.

"You're not exactly making this easy," he muttered, his voice low. You let out a nervous chuckle. You'd always pictured this — his body and yours, tangled up in your bed. In your fantasies, he was still human and madly in love with you. Was he in love with you now? Or did he only love how human you still were? How you stood by him even after his life had taken a nosedive and changed forever?

Did any of that really matter?

"I don't want easy," you replied, trailing your fingertips along his collarbone, slow and deliberate. You pulled him closer, your lips nearly brushing against his. You could feel his breath on your skin as he held you, making your heart race faster. "Everything's already a damn mess. If you wanna eat me whole, then just go ahead and do it."

He let out a deep groan as he yanked you closer, urgently, his hands roaming your body eagerly as you both stripped off your clothes. The room was dark, with only moonlight to guide you; his pale skin was smooth, soft against your naked form as his lips trailed all over you. You couldn't help but let out a throaty moan as he peppered you with kisses, drawing you closer and closer to him.

"Dave..." you hid your face in his hair as he teased your breast, biting down gently and leaving a trail of purple marks across your skin. He let out a low groan in response, grinding his hips against yours before pulling back slightly, looking deep into your eyes. He looked beautiful, supernatural; otherworldly strange, and that only made you love him even more. You wrapped your hand around his cock, using his precum as lubricant as you swiped your thumb over the tip in a slow, circular motion. He closed his eyes, grinding his hips against you as he let out your name in a strained moan. “Please, Dave, let me make you feel good.” you whispered. It was all you'd ever wanted, really — to serve him, to give him everything he craved and needed.

To be his, forever.

Dave moaned your name again, his strong arms pulling you close. You tangled your hands in his hair and locked your lips with his once more. His tongue dove into your mouth, kissing you with a fiery intensity. You wondered if it felt different for him now that he could sense the warmth of your blood, hear your heart racing, and smell how he was setting your body on fire.

He sat on the bed, leaning against the headboard as he kept kissing you. He let out a grunt when your lips traveled to his ear and then down his neck. You bit and sucked on his exposed skin while he dug his fingers into your hair, your lips and tongue exploring his chest, his stomach, his thighs.

And then his cock.

You started on his tip, your tongue slowly licking on it, pressing and rubbing it against your lips, tasting him leisurely. You raised your eyes to look at Dave; he looked back at you, his eyes bleary and out of focus as one of his hands grabbed a fistful of your hair. He wrapped his hand around his cock’s base, pressing it against your lips, and you opened your mouth obediently, welcoming him into your mouth.

“You’re so warm.” he whispered, his voice hoarse, his body tensing up as you moved your head slowly, up and down, the taste of his skin invading your mouth. He panted, bucking his hips forward. “You feel so good. Wanna cum inside your pretty mouth, oh fuck…”

You whimpered as he started moving his hips, tears filling your eyes as he pushed your head down on his cock. He groaned, his grip on your hair growing tighter as he took control of you, pushing it slowly until you had all his length inside your mouth. He then pulled it out, rubbing the tip against your lips before he pushed again, and again, until he was moving in a steady rhythm inside your mouth.

“Look at me.” he grunted, and you tried your best to raise your teary eyes and look at him. He groaned when his eyes met yours. You were trying your best to keep breathing while allowing him to fuck your mouth harder and harder. Your throat was growing sore as your pussy throbbed. You were such a mess. You were so happy. He needed you. You loved him. He was yours then, his lips parted as he moaned your name and his cock ravaged your throat, all control you both could have had in that moment forgotten as he arched his hips forward and moved faster, and harder, and… “Fuck, fuck, fuck, I’m gonna-Oh, shit!” he cried out as he came inside your mouth. You did your best to swallow it, the bitter taste lingering on your mouth as he let go of your hair, his breath uneven as his eyes closed.

You sat down in front of him, trying your best to clean up the mix of semen and drool that ran down your chin. He gazed at you, his red eyes shining in the dim room, his breath coming in shallow gasps. His ginger hair was like copper against his pale, bare skin; you were never gonna grow tired of how stunning he looked.

"Get over here," he murmured, pulling you closer. You settled onto his lap, legs wrapped around his waist as he nuzzled into the curve of your neck, his breath tickling your skin. He kissed your neck slowly, then moved up to give your earlobe a gentle nip, and you let out a sigh, shutting your eyes.

"Dave..." you whispered, a hint of pleading in your tone. He gripped your hips, his fingers digging into your flesh as he continued to lavish your neck, jaw, and collarbones with kisses.You were miserably wet, your pussy aching as you felt his cock grow hard once more against your thigh.

“Tell me what you want and I’ll give it to you.”he whispered in your ear, and a soft moan escaped your lips as he grabbed your ass firmly. You pressed your body against his, burying your hands in his hair as you ground your hips together.

“Oh, fuck.” you whispered, tears pooling in your eyes again. Your whole body was aflame against his cold skin, fire and ice melting together. Your heart was pounding as he pressed the tip of his cock against your entrance, holding your ass firmly. He grunted when you moved your hips eagerly, holding you into place and preventing you from sitting on his cock. “Dave…”

"You're gonna have to ask nicely," he whispered, his voice deep and alluring, like a predator who knew his prey couldn't escape. He whispered your name, his tone surprisingly tender, and you let out a sigh, your cheeks growing warm as he gripped your neck, his fingers urging your face to meet his gaze. "Tell me what you want."

“I want you to fuck me.” you pleaded, and he laughed at how easily he could command you. He was having fun, drunk in his power and in you, the sweet smell of your hair, of your blood, the warmth of your skin. It was inebriating, how completely surrendered to him you were. How fragile, and warm, and wanting.

How human.

"Say please," he teased, a sly grin playing on his lips. You let out an exasperated groan.

"You're messing with me."

"Am I?" he pressed the tip of his cock harder against your entrance, and you whimpered when he penetrated you with his tip for just a bit before pulling out. “Tell me what you want.” he commanded, and you couldn't muster the strength to resist him any longer.

“Please, fuck me.” you pleaded, and he laughed before pulling you closer. You moaned as you felt his cock enter you, adjusting to his size as he pushed slowly. You gasped when he put it all inside, the tip of his cock hitting the sweetest spot inside of you. It felt so, so good. He was going so, so slow. It was maddening, you were on fire, you felt whole for the first time in forever.

You started moving, slowly at first, but then setting into a steady pace as he held you close, burying your face in his hair. You were sure you were dying, drunk on the smell of his body and the feel of his cold skin against yours, but you couldn’t care less. It was like poison, feeling his cock thrusting deep inside of you as you moved up and down and he whispered your name, his voice strained as he moaned with you and held you so tight it felt almost as if he would break you.

You didn’t care; you were his now. You were bonded to him. You were his.

You moaned his name as he started rubbing your clit, your pace growing faster as he pushed harder inside you. You were shaking, your legs were burning as you rode his cock; it felt like heaven. You whimpered when he slapped your ass, burying his nose on your neck and then biting on your skin, tasting your blood once again as you bounced on him.

You knew he was close, too; his grip on your skin tightened as he pulled away, blood trickling down his chin as he looked deep into your eyes and you moaned louder and louder, your tits bouncing up and down as you chased your high, holding on to him like your life depended on it.

“Dave, you feel so good. Dave, oh fuck, you’re gonna make me cum. Dave… ” you moaned, words growing irrational and senseless as your pussy started contracting slowly. He moaned, praising you, whispering sweet nothings in your ear — how you were such a good girl. How you tasted so good, how you felt so tight around his cock, how good it felt to be inside of you. You cried out as your orgasm took every little bit of control you had left, making your whole body contract and shake.

Dave grunted, holding you close as he kept fucking you through your orgasm, sweet, lovely words leaving his lips like honey, taking you over the edge again, and again, and again, and now he was coming too, his thick semen filling you to the brim as his thrusts grew sloppier. You buried your face in his hair, allowing him to take his cock out of you, your pussy still throbbing with pleasure, feeling suddenly faint.

"Oh, God," you whispered, and you could feel Dave's quiet laughter beneath you more than you could hear it as he held you close. "I think I might pass out."

"Fuck, I'm sorry," he whispered, panting, and you weakly chuckled. "You lost a lot of blood. I shouldn't have taken so much."

“I think I’d be okay if you weren’t fucking me while doing it.” you grumbled, and he laughed again. His fingers traced along your back, and you sighed contentedly as he lifted you effortlessly, placing you on the bed and lying down beside you. You opened your eyes, studying his face, taking in everything that made him who he was. He looked more like the old, human Dave than ever before, with the vulnerability he showed, that old beautiful smile on his lips, and a touch of cockiness that only made him more endearing. “What’s making you smile?”

"I love you," he said. You blinked, your lips parting slowly. For someone who prided yourself on not being easily surprised, you found yourself caught off guard by him quite often.

"I love you too," you managed to whisper with a giggle. He smiled and pulled you closer.

"I know. I've known for a while," he said, pressing his index finger against your chest. You blushed when you realized how fast your heart was beating. "See? It's so loud I'm surprised you can't hear it."

"Oh, shut up, you freak," you whispered, and he laughed. You studied his face, running your fingertips softly along his lower lip. "I'm kidding. You're not a freak. But I am. I'm in love with a damn vampire."

"Do you care?" he asked, a slight hint of worry in his voice. You smiled and shook your head.

"Hell no, Mustaine."

"Then it's all good."

"Yeah."

"As long as we're together," he whispered, and you smiled, knowing that nothing had changed after all. You knew you could always count on him; he knew he could always count on you.

You were bonded.

You were his.

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