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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) 

Axl Rose of Guns N Roses with Stephanie Seymour in 1992. photo by Bruce Weber

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ “you’re my little sparkle jump rope queen, you’re my little sparkle…”

── Put Me In A Movie, Lizzy Grant.

I'm not gonna let you become a martyr.

Not gonna let you pick up the gun.

I'm gonna make this a whole lot harder.

Won't make it easy for you to run.

- Break My Fall, Lana Del Rey (unreleased)

I can’t remember who the third woman was I have to find the interview but what should be common sense is why would axl especially with this state of mind back then would settle down and have a baby with an underage child

Michelle Rhodes is an attention whore

i don’t really know enough about michelle to say whether she is an “attention whore” or not, i know close to nothing about her story and her case, so, but i do think axl wouldn’t have settled down with a 15 year old girl, so…

maybe the core of the things that michelle is saying did happen but she changed elements of the story, maybe she added or erased things from her narrative, idk…she always seemed kind of sketchy to me.

Oh… And in the meantime… take care of yourself.

THE SUBSTANCE (2024) dir. Coralie Fargeat

More adorable freaking letters from Axl to Erin (translated from that blurry shot of his writing to the best of my ability). This one features Axl being a cute romantic and Axl also feeling frisky and writing Erin pure innocent erotica. Lmao.

“Fucking daytime even.            PUPPIES?…PUPPIES??? Torque, me dad + the rocker - he’s in has already (something) -  and everybody loves it. Geneva should be real proud. I can’t think of topic that I feel like talking about. 

I’m more concerned with the idea of biting your neck and slowly sucking your lips while I run my fingers through your hair. Hey - this is kinda fun!

I miss OUR bed – I hate hotel beds. Hotel (something), hotel service of any kind, and last but not least hotel phones – I deserved two!

I need to hold you and touch you – I miss your fucking perfect waist.  Not so romantic but DEFINITELY concerned/excited. I haven’t slept much, I want to go to sleep with you, in my arms. If this doesn’t sound good to you or only partially then you best (something)…. because you are in trouble.

Well we’re landing – if you need any info on the neck biting, PLEASE CONTACT THE WRITER OF THIS LETTER FOR FURTHER DETAILS AND ROMANCE COURSES.”  

                                           – LOVE AXL –

i’d like for people to start asking me questions or to start discussing stuff !! maybe modeling, aesthetics, rockstars, editions/fashion/brand campaigns, etc, whatever you’d like to talk about really !!!

my inbox is open

my Axl Rose husband

heavy metal king

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i’m entering my girlblogger era, in fact coraline’s mom is me, i am her