Maybe listening to November Rain in November will heal me
kinktober 2024 | day 03 | masterlist
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dave mustaine x reader | biting + hickeys
✦ on this fic: NSFW!!!, +18, mxf sex, biting, hickeys, oral sex implied/mentioned
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You always felt warm and fuzzy around your boyfriend, safe and protected and cared for. Especially on days like these, when he’d sit on his bed, back against the headboard while you curled on his lap, your head resting on his shoulder. One of his hands was on your waist and the other was holding your thigh. Being together, wrapped up in each other, with nothing else to do but enjoy the moment, was definitely the best part of your day.
You sighed dreamily, looking up at Dave and nudging your nose against his stubble. He chuckled softly, the vibrations of his chest on your body.
“You smell nice,” you mumbled, pressing a small kiss on his jaw, your hand slipping to the back of his head as you trailed more kisses down to his neck. He let out a soft grunt, his grip on you tightening just a bit.
“You keep kissing me like that, babe, and we’re not just gonna be cuddling anymore,” he teased, making you giggle.
"Isn’t that what we always end up doing, anyway?" you grinned. Your eyes met his hazel ones, lit up with a mix of amusement and a spark of desire as he smirked back, sliding his hand from your thigh to your butt.
You kissed his neck again, rougher this time, your teeth grazing lightly on his soft skin. Dave sucked in a breath, his fingers digging into your flesh, letting out a quiet sound when you gave him a playful bite. You pressed in closer, your fingers getting lost in his ginger hair as you sucked on his fair skin. He let out a low grunt, tilting his head back with a sigh.
You kissed the spot on his neck where it was starting to redden, your lips trailing up to his jaw, then the corner of his mouth. It didn’t take much more for him to take back control — he pressed his lips to yours, his tongue slipping into your mouth slowly. He felt warm, his hair soft in your hands as you wrapped your arms around his neck. He grabbed you by the hips, lifting your body and then laying you back down on the bed, making you let out a soft, surprised giggle.
"My turn," he whispered, laying down on top of you, one hand getting tangled in your hair, gently pulling your head back so he could kiss just under your left ear. His lips weren’t as gentle as yours, his teeth sinking into the soft skin until you whimpered, only to kiss the sore spot right after, sucking on it until he left a mark.
You pressed your thighs together, feeling the warmth pooling between your legs as he lifted your shirt, his teeth grazing the edges of your collarbones. He grabbed one of your breasts, his rough palm pressing against your hard nipple before pinching it gently. It wasn’t long before his lips found the other one, biting softly as his tongue swirled against your sensitive skin. You were a total mess of moans, gently rocking your hips against him while your pussy clenched, practically begging to be touched.
"So pretty," he murmured, pulling back a bit, his fingertips tracing the bite marks and hickeys he'd left on your skin. On your neck, your collarbones, your breasts; you were like a canvas, claimed by the sweetness of his lips, wet and breathless and begging for more.
“Dave,” you whined, looking up at him with pleading eyes as you pressed his hips against his hardness. He grunted softly, his fingertips tracing the hem of your pants before unbuttoning them and pulling them down slowly. He knelt on the bed, his knees around your hips as he took his shirt off, his ginger hair falling over his shoulders. You could see the soft, fuzzy trail of hair leading from his defined chest down to his abs, and then lower.
He pulled away, parting your legs before lying down, his face between them as he pressed his thumb against the wet spot in your panties. You closed your eyes, letting out a soft moan, and he chuckled, his lips finding the soft flesh of your inner thigh while his finger made small circles through the fabric.
“Dave, please,” you gasped, fingers getting lost in his hair. “Need you so bad…”
“I know, baby, I know,” he whispered, his warm breath against your skin making you shiver. “Just gotta mark you down here first, yeah?” He kissed your inner thigh again, his teeth grazing the soft skin. “Make sure you know who you belong to.”
You let out a soft, shaky moan when he bit down on your inner thigh, hard enough to break the skin. He pulled back, making soothing noises as he kissed the spot gently, his warm breath against your clit making you shiver while he moved to your other thigh.
“Good girl,” he mumbled, giving you a soft kiss. “So wet and ready for me, huh?”
“Yeah,” you moaned as he sucked on your thigh, placing small kisses all over your skin. Your pussy clenched around nothing, your hips bucking as you bit your lower lip, fire igniting in your belly. You wanted him, needed him, so, so bad.
He knew you did; you let out a soft sigh as he finally took off your panties, the cold air hitting your wetness making you shiver. He knelt on the bed, face flushed and pupils dilated, his cock straining against his jeans as he took a moment to admire you — covered in his love marks, all ruined and needy and ready for him. You were his, and he made sure everyone who looked at you would see it, your soft skin dotted with small bruises and bites, the ultimate proof of who you belonged to.
To him, and him only.
You let out a soft, shaky moan when he finally grabbed your hips, his warm mouth finding the throbbing pearl between your thighs.
Participate in the kinktober writing list with my FREE SPACE dynamic. There are some free spaces for specific pairings and you can shoot me asks with suggestions for kinks and plots featuring them. I will choose one for each character featured to write! Free spaces available: Sam Winchester (SPN), Jason Newsted (Metallica), Cap. John Price (COD), Kakashi Hatake (Naruto), Cronos (Venom)
Oh… And in the meantime… take care of yourself.
THE SUBSTANCE (2024) dir. Coralie Fargeat
“I long to see you.
Every day, I long to see you again,
where our paths once crossed.
That smile, bright enough to light the darkest night,
and that serene air, soothing even the most restless soul.
I yearn to relive those endless moments of laughter,
to gaze at the stars and promise each other never to part.
I am not one to lie, yet that was the first and only promise I broke,
leaving me with this bitter taste,
wondering if our paths will ever cross again,
or if I’ll have to find you among the stars
to which we once made our vows.”
(written by me)
i’m really torn in between wanting to have a pink girly aesthetic or having this grunger rockstar’s girlfriend groupie aesthetic fashion, what’s more appealing girlssss
SHARPER (2023)
i just found this picture of axl in pinterest and it’s the most axl thing ever but also the most out of character axl thing ever
⋆ ⋆ ⋆ i’m not one to derail like this but i need a man to grab my face and just hold my face with his big hands and also to tell me that i’m safe in his arms⋆ ⋆ ⋆
What do you do as Axl’s tradewife?
i’m a good little housewife, i clean, cook, do laundry (jk guys don’t take that too seriously !!!!)
about this !!! my fellow gnr fans, what do we think about the tour dates? are they going to your city/country? they’re not coming to mine, sadly !!!!!
lets talk about some rumors we need to approach, i became a gnr fan thanks to my ex bestfriend whose parents got married to november rain, so, yeah, but i’ve got to say i’ve heard some crazy rumors, right now i’ve just started reading slash’s autobiography but axl said that a lot of the things slash wrote never happened, something that’s also really sketchy is that thing about axl sleeping with a 15 yo girl, slash wrote about it too i think !! can anyone who’s been a fan for longer expand on some of these things?
It was 1989. March to be exact. Axl and I were attending one of my best friend's parties. She just turned 28, Axl and I being 27.
My friend has been married for at least 4 years now. And has two kids. Both girls. Grace, who was 3, and she just had another daughter less than 6 months ago, her name is Avery.
"You sure this is the right house, Gracie?" Axl, my boyfriend of 7 years, asked me, as we pulled up to my friends house. Oh yeah, Axl and I were childhood best friends, and, we caught feelings for each other when he started out in 85' with his band.
"Axl, this is her house. I've been here too many times to count." I said, laughing a bit, as I looked out the window at the 5 cars outside. 2 more cars also pulled up at the same time we did.
"Just making sure, don't wanna get the wrong address and just show up to some persons house." He said, also laughing, as he pulled the key out of the ignition, taking off his seatbelt.
"If it was the wrong house, they're wouldn't be people getting out of their cars with presents." I said, watching as people headed up to the front porch with a few presents. "You ready to head in?" I asked Axl, getting my seatbelt unbuckled.
"Yeah, I'm ready." He said, giving my thigh a gentle rub, before he spoke again. "Also, I know I said it earlier, but, you look beautiful today, baby." He said, still rubbing my thigh, as I turned to look at him.
"Thank you, baby. I'm just glad you agreed to come with me. I know you don't like getting the attention put on you when we're out, but, I seriously appreciate you coming with me to this party." I said, looking into Axl's grey-green eyes, which almost seemed to shimmer.
"I would do it, Gracie. Because I love you, I don't care if I get noticed, or getting the spotlight on me for a little." Axl said, now gripping my chin, kissing me quickly, but, being gentle at the same time.
With that, Axl and I got out of the car, getitng our two presents out, before making sure it was locked, before we headed up the cobblestone pathway to the front door.
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A few hours had gone by, and Axl and I enjoyed ourselves at the party. I got to spend some time with the birthday girl herself. And yes, Axl got noticed, which usually happened, especially if we went out.
I was looking around in the backyard for Axl, but, he wasn't even outside with me and the rest of the party goers.
"Emily, have you seen Ax?" I asked my best friend, aka, the birthday girl, as she sat with her significant other.
"Inside, you should go see him." She said, with a smile, as she looked at me. I nodded, heading back inside.
I walked into the living room, only to find my boyfriend holding my friend's 6 month old daughter in his arms. While her 3 year old, Grace, was showing Axl all of her toys.
I stayed silent, just wanting to watch the three of them.
"This is pinky, my kitty!!" Grace said, showing Axl her stuffed pink cat plush.
"Is she friendly?" He asked, smiling at the toddler, watching as she jumped on the carpet.
"Soft and friendly...." Grace said, with a smile, making the stuffed animal kiss Axl, then her little baby sister.
"Aww, she is friendly...." He said, playing along, as he held Avery, gently rocking her in his arms.
I stayed silent, just watching them. Finding this adorable as can be. I knew Axl wanted to have kids one day. After all the shit he went through during his childhood, he wanted to be a father. And he was gonna make the best one some day.
Avery of course began to coo, as she looked up at Axl.
"Oh yes sweet girl, coo all you want to...you're so pretty..." Axl said, looking down at the 6 month old in his arms as he gently ran his finger along her small cheek
"I love my sissy" Grace said, as she giggled so happily. She planted herself on the couch, right next to Axl, stuffed kitty in her arms.
"I'm sure you do little one. She's precious....and so are you." My boyfriend spoke to the tot, as he looked at her.
Axl finally caught me just standing there, and so did Grace. She immediately climbed off the couch, running into my arms, after all, she was like a niece to me, so was Avery.
"How long have you been standing there for?" Axl asked me, as I picked Grace up, holding her on my hip.
"Not too long...." I said, with a smile, as I tickled Grace's tummy, which made her squeal. It also made Axl smile, as he chuckled again.
"You know, Gracie. I'm thinking I really want kids...maybe 2. Or 3." He said, staring at me, with the brightest smile possible.