Melyxssa - 𝕸𝖊𝖑🪩

mine! creds are not necessary, but i’d appreciate them. ★彡

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when you’re in a silliness competition and your opponent is kirk hammett

all pictures go to their rightful owners

how i used to comunicate during my university exams session:

hiiii, sorry for the weird question lmao but could you write a smut story with kirk where he like during it he asks you to sit on his face? thank you 🫶🫶🫶🫶

hello thank u for the request!! hope u like it!!

(not too long ff)

Comics & Chill

warnings: smut, unprotected sex, oral sex (f and m receiving), fingering, 69

Lars, James and Cliff finally left the place leaving me and Kirk alone. I know they did it on purpose after noticing all the tension that always been between me and him; how he used to glance at me during their gigs, the way he always asked where I was before their practices, talking about me to the guys, his cheeks burning when James teases him in front of me. "He wants you to fuck you, I'm sure about that" James told me one day "Nah, he's just being polite" I answered "Yeah sure" he smirked, “He likes you… a lot” Cliff added.

Now me and Kirk are laying on Lars bed listening to some music while Kirk keeps talking about his new comic book that he ordered and will collect as soon as it arrives, his long curls falling softly on his shoulders with an iron maiden t-shirt and black sweatpants... I couldn't care less of what he was saying I was focus on him only. Pretending to follow what he was saying i kept looking and admiring him while talking with such enthusiasm.

“So which one do you prefer?” He suddenly asks turning to look at me waking me up from my thoughts “Mh?” he giggles at my answer “Which horror character do you prefer? This one? Or the other one from the other comic?” He ask again pointing at a green monster on the page he was reading “I don’t know, probably that one” he smiles keep talking about the characters. I sight, I can’t take this anymore… the guys left us alone for a reason and he keeps talking about his comics, I wasn’t his first crush for sure, maybe he was scared to make the first move also if we knew each other for years now… “Oh look at this! This will be available next Friday” he points on the last page referring to a new comic. I sit up fixing my hair, I look at him waiting to be noticed but he is too focus “Yeah, all right” I grab the comic putting it on the little table next to the bed. He doesn’t say anything he just watches the scene, a little bit confused. I move closer to him, crawling towards him positioning on top of him “You are so boring sometimes, you know that?” I joke, making him smile and blush, his heart rate increasing, giving me his full attention now. His hands instinctively went to my hips, gripping them gently as he gazed up at me with lust-filled eyes.

"Boring, huh? I guess I can be when I'm thinking about... other things" Kirk said with a playful smirk, his voice a bit deeper than before. He slid his hands up my sides, feeling my curves through my shirt. His eyes flicked down to my lips, then back up to meet my eyes.

Kirk leaned in closer, his breath hot against my skin, Unable to hold back any longer, he captured my lips in a searing kiss, pouring all his pent-up desire and longing into the passionate embrace. A low groan rumbled in his throat as his tongue delved into my mouth, exploring every inch of my warm, welcoming part of it. Kirk's grip tightened on my back, pressing my soft breasts against his chest as the kiss deepened in intensity.

My fingers reach for his black curls playing with them; Kirk shivered with pleasure at my touch. The sensation of me pulling his hair while making out ignited a fire within him, his arousal growing with each passing second. He tilted his head, allowing me to run my fingers deeper into his hair as he continued to explore my mouth with fervent kisses.

One hand slid down to the small of my back, while the other cupped the side of my face tenderly. I feel the excitement growing inside of me too, I start to move on his now hard crotch. Kirk gasped into the kiss as he felt my hips start to grind against his rock-hard erection straining against his black sweatpants. The sudden stimulation sent a jolt of pure lust surging through his veins, his member throbbing with need.

He broke the kiss with a sharp inhale, his chest heaving and eyes dark with desire as he gazed at me. Kirk's hands gripped my hips tighter, pulling me harder against him as he bucked up to meet my grinding.

“I wanna feel you before the boys come back” Kirk rasped, his voice breathless with arousal. He captured my lips again in a hungry, desperate kiss, one hand fisting in my hair while the other groped my ass, urging me to keep moving against him.

Kirk's hips rocked in tandem with mine, the friction of our clothed sexes rubbing together creating a delicious tension that built with each passing second. He could feel the heat of my core seeping through the fabric, stoking the flames of his desire to a fever pitch.

I break the kiss, removing my shirt leaving my breaths bare naked, while he locks his eyes on them.

In a flash, Kirk fixes his posture up as well, eagerly tugging his own iron maiden t-shirt over his head and tossing it carelessly to the side. He drank in the sight of my newly exposed skin, his tongue darting out to wet his lips as he reached for the button of his sweatpants.

Kirk's fingers fumbled with the waistband, his arousal making it difficult to concentrate on the simple task. He partially removes his pants just to let out his hard dick.

He leaned forward, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me back down on his cock. Kirk's hands roamed over my naked skin, caressing every dip and curve reverently as he lowered his head to capture one of my hardened nipples between his teeth.

He moves my panties on the side, keeping his tongue in my mouth without leaving it for a second, he pulls me down on his cock making it slides inside me. Kirk's eyes rolled back in ecstasy as he felt me starting to move on top of him, my tight walls clenching and unclenching around his throbbing length. He gripped my hips tighter, fingers sinking into my soft skin as he guided my movements, helping me find a rhythm.

"Oh god, Y/N… you feel so fucking good" Kirk grunted, his voice strained with pleasure. He bucked his hips up to meet my slow, sensual movements, driving himself deeper into my welcoming heat with each downward roll.

Kirk's hands slid up my sides, cupping and squeezing my breasts as I bounced at every thrust. He leaned forward, taking one hardened nipple into his mouth and swirling his tongue around the sensitive bud. Kirk sucked and nibbled at the tender flesh, sending jolts of electricity straight to my core.

His other hand tangled in my hair, tugging gently as he pulled me in for a searing kiss. Kirk's tongue delved into my mouth, tangling with mine in a dance of passion and desperation. He swallowed my moans and whimpers, the obscene sound of our bodies meeting filling the room.

His eyes darkened with lust as he broke the kiss, his chest heaving with labored breaths. He gazed up at me with a hungry, almost feral expression.

"Sit on my face” Kirk growled, his voice low with desire. He urged me up and off his throbbing member, guiding me to straddle his head. Kirk's hands slid up my thighs, gripping my ass as he positioned my dripping core directly over his mouth.

Without hesitation, Kirk leaned in and ran his tongue along my slick folds, tasting my essence and moaning at the exquisite flavor. He gripped my hips tighter, burying his face between my thighs as he began to devour me with fervent licks and sucks.

Kirk's tongue delved deep into my heat, exploring every inch of my velvety walls as he flicked and circled my sensitive clit. He alternated between long, slow licks and rapid, targeted flicks, determined to bring me to the brink of ecstasy.

I moan biting my lower lip feeling him eat me faster and faster. I lay down starting to play with his aching lenght making him groan on my pussy.

The dual sensations of my touch and his relentless oral assault sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through his body, fueling his hunger for me.

He redoubled his efforts, tongue delving deeper as he sucked and slurped at my soaked folds. Kirk's fingers pumped faster, plunging in and out of my clenching passage with wild abandon. He could feel my excitement growing more and more with each passing second, feeling my wetness flooding his mouth and dripping down his chin.

Kirk's hips bucked up into my touch, seeking more of my maddening caress. He swirled his tongue around my clit, flicking and teasing the sensitive bud as he brought his free hand up to join the one already buried inside me. He pressed his thumb against my rear entrance, applying firm, circular pressure and sending bolts of forbidden pleasure radiating through my core.

Kirk's own pleasure mounted as he felt my strokes grow faster, more urgent. The combined stimulation of my hand on his cock and his own relentless ministrations pushed them both closer to the edge of ecstasy with each passing second.

I could feel my release reaching and pulsating in my abdomen before reaching for my walls contracting them around his tongue, moaning louder at the sensation, I keep moving my hand faster on his cock almost tired and ready to cum. I move closer to it with my mouth licking his pink tip before sucking all of it making sloppy sounds echoing in the room while I keep feeling Kirk’s hot breath on my wet gummy walls. With a loud and relaxed moan Kirk released all of his warm seed inside my mouth; I swallow it all before standing up, legs shaking and hot, sweaty skin against his once I lay down again next to him. He keeps his eyes closed of a few seconds before hearing the downstair door opening “We home fuckers” Lars shouts “Ya better be dressed” James adds. I look at Kirk chuckling “They left on purpose ‘cause I-“ he trys to explain but I stop him kissing his juicy big lips “I know Kirk, me too”.

-mel

Metallica in Syracuse 4/19/25!! 🔥🔥😝😝 Love Kirk's pants, but they all look great!! 🤩🤩😉😉From Metallica.com 📸by Jeff Yeager

"ᴀʟʟ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ ꜱᴀʏ ɪꜱ ᴡᴇ ꜰᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ɪᴛ, ᴅᴜᴅᴇ. ɪ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʜᴏᴡ ᴡᴇ’ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ᴏʀ ɪɴ ᴊᴀɪʟ. ᴡᴇ ꜱʜɪᴛ ᴏɴ ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅɪᴅ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ᴡᴇ ʀᴇɢʀᴇᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴅᴀʏ." - The Dirt, 2019

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