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| Siren.; Lars/OFC. Het. Smut. One-shot. Dedicated to treadlightly. | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: November 14, 2015, 3:30 pm (265 Views) | |
| TheTaliska | November 14, 2015, 3:30 pm Post #1 |
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Bad Seed
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((Ah! I bring a little treat. A gift if you will! Lol this delicious little one-shot is dedicated to treadlightly and her undying love for Lars Ulrich. This goes out to you girl. I hope you like it. I am working on the next chapter to WWS right now so I hope you all enjoy this as much as I did Oh and btw, if you want to know what song the OFC is singing, here is the link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UVnARu-LBTM))Lars usually never indulged bars whenever he wasn't around his friends, especially without James. This was one of his favorites in Los Angeles though; one that he and James frequented. He enjoyed every moment spent as James would get plastered and start using the karaoke machine to do metal renditions of novelty songs. He had never heard the 60s campyness of 'Surfin' Bird' as a headbanging thrill until James attempted it almost got them kicked out of the bar because of it but it was still an awesome night followed by a terrible hangover in the morning. Now his green eyes looked around him, almost cautiously, not wanting anyone to recognize him as he sat in a dark corner of a bar. He ran a hand through his long, chocolate hair, the strands catching bits of the soft lights in the bar. The rich smell of cigars and alcohol filled the air as well as the woodsy scent of incense. The sound of a woman's voice filling the bar, making him look over at the karaoke stage. In the middle of the soft light, stood a girl with her eyes closed. Her olive skin glistening in the gentle illumination. Her eyes opened slightly, the soft mint green of her eyes similar to his yet he could catch the flecks of gold hazel tinges playing in the light. She had long, softly curled mahogany brown hair. His eyes roamed over her form; dressed in a soft black scoop neck top that hugged her midriff, her figure softly curving to her svelte hips that were dressed in a pair of shorts, hugging her hips sensually. Her soft lips colored a deep rouge. Red lips. Her jewelry glistening in the light, the studs in her ears catching light slightly and the simple chain on her neck a golden ring of light against the darkness of her shirt. Her red lips pursed against the microphone; humming out another note that added to the thick atmosphere of the bar. The few people that she was singing to looked on as she opened her luminescent eyes fully, her voice caressing their ears as it carries with the soft jazz of the music accompanied. When the glass falls into pieces... Walk remains as just a splintered dream Cuts right through the in-between Keeping track of all the pretense.. Only leads us to what might have been While you perform another lowly sin. In the backseat of your stage show Drown my buildup on your shouts and screams Tender lights so I can lead... Curtain that falls makes love fade away Say goodbye and empty the stage... Curtain that falls makes love fade away. But I hold on to what we had and what remains... Since the parts got lost in your haze. You re-write the script to fit your rule Change the plot to what stems close to you. In the backseat of your stage show. I cannot be more than what you see And who I am is up to me... Curtain that falls makes love fade away Say goodbye and empty the stage... Curtain that falls makes love fade away. But I hold on to what we had and what remains... We don't have to act this way. We should move on and stop this plan.. I don't want to live this way 'Cause what we have is just too good to break... Curtain that falls makes love fade away Say goodbye and empty the stage... Curtain that falls makes love fade away. But I hold on to what we had and what remains... Lars listened to her, pulled in by her soft, golden voice. He was confused as to why she was not famous. Her face held a classic beauty and her voice echoed the same. Every note went straight to Lars's heart. He swallowed, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly as he took another shot of whiskey that sat in front of him. The burn making him feel more in-tune with the heavy, emotional jazz. He watched her finished the song before giving the small crowd a side smile, signaling that she was done. It was a applause for her talent before the next person got up on stage with his best friend to sing 'The Witch Doctor'. He rolled her his eyes, shaking his head as he drowned out the karaoke once more. He had never heard the song that the girl was singing. He assumed that it was hers; he glanced up again when he saw a flash of her hair in the corner of his eye. She approached the bar and sat down, smiling politely as the bartender complimented her voice. She looked almost surreal up close, catching some of the delicate freckles on her face. She glowed and her giggle was light and airy. Lars suddenly felt the pulls of attraction towards her as he continued to stare openly at her, wisps of his thick strands falling into his face as he pushed them away. She must have felt the power of his stare because she glanced over at him, making him tear his eyes away from her and look down. “Shit...” Lars murmured to himself. He dared his eyes back up at her, seeing her still staring curiously at him. Her lips parted slightly; the redness of the lipstick shade drawing him in once more. He clenched at the cold glass in his hand, feeling the cold droplets on the cups formed from the ice melting in the cup on his palm. He gave her a small smile before taking another sip from his cup, exhaling softly. He wanted to introduce himself to her, he wasn't good at these types of things. He was just used to girls knowing his name and what he did for a living; he also used to women falling over him easily without even trying. Lars cursed to himself, figuring he could wait until he went back to the hotel to fuck a random groupie waiting for him outside of the hotel. He was so wrapped up in his thoughts, he didn't notice the girl had sat closer to him until her voice spoke softly, making him dart his eyes over at her. “Hi,” she said, with a smile. Lars remained silent as he stared at her, his mouth opening a bit before he smiled. “Hey...,” “You're really talented. Did you write that song?” Lars asked curiously. She smiled, thanking him softly before looking at him softly at his next question. “I-I did. I'm glad you liked it. My name is Marie by the way. It's good to meet you,” “I'm Lars,” he said, introducing himself to Marie, whose green eyes glistened with her youth. “Lars...that's different. I've never heard that one before,” Marie said, smiling. A smile that Lars found himself being pulled into dangerously. Her feminine persuasion lulling the Dane into her grasp. “I'm Danish,” Lars said proudly, making Marie giggle. He was so cute; his big, green eyes and heart-shaped face. The wisp of a mustache around his bow-shaped lips and his long brown hair swinging around his face and head. The way his tongue would flicker off his pink lips in habit or the stoniness that would form in his eyes before melting into their emerald softness. He was dressed comfortably in a white singlet and a pair of light jeans, a belt buckle glistening richly against his jeans. Lars let his eyes look over her re lips once again, imagining them wrapped around another place, making him groan inwardly. “Well, Lars it's nice to meet you..,” Marie suddenly purred, confirming Lars's thoughts from before. He could feel her girlish claws embedding into him and pulling him closer, closer to the mercy of her pouty, rouge lips. She gave him a predatory smile, feeling the friendliness melt more and more from her into an air of seduction. They talked to each other for hours, watching various patrons get up on stage to sing to karaoke for different songs, some of them good and some of them bad. Lars hummed as he felt the alcohol relaxing him out, surrounding by the rich scent of the bar and Marie's dark, flowery perfume. He looked over at Marie, her eyes slightly darker from the presence of alcohol in her system. She gave him a mischievous smile, making Lars instantly straighten up, his hand gripping his glass. “Tell me, Lars. I've never been with a Danish guy before. Do you want to change that?” Marie said with a dangerous smile. Lars drew back in surprise, finishing the rest of the whiskey in his cup before ordering another one. He figured that it was the alcohol that made him think that the girl actually said that to him but he looked at her green eyes, seeing them swirl with delight and lust. He briefly wondered if she was a siren in disguise that his father would tell him stories about. Her voice trapping and pulling in the attention of men before seducing them to their doom. The bar being her place of hunting and capturing their souls in her gorgeous grasp. She had to be. A siren. Marie giggled at him before taking another swallow of her drink as well. Lars caught a scent of it, recognizing it as vodka. Her dainty had coming over to brush over his hand delicately before grinning at his expression. Lars swallowed hard before staring darkly at her, watching her mouth twitch slightly to hide the smile that threatened to erupt on her face. Was she fucking with him? She better fucking not. Lars weighed the pros and cons of taking her into the restroom and fucking her right then. He had no time to take her back to the hotel as he looked at her swipe her tongue over her lips, his cock instantly began to stir. “I know you want to,” Marie purred softly, squeezing his hand. “Come with me...,” Lars scrambled from his thoughts as he watched her stand up from her chair and walk to the bathroom. He grunted as he stared at the door quietly for a moment, overlooking the thoughts in his head as his mind focused on the hard throbbing in his jeans. He bit down on his lip. It's just casual sex. A quick fuck, no one will even care. A soft moan slipped from Lars's lips, making him looking around at the empty bar, the patrons lazily drinking from their mugs or someone singing softly on the stage. By this time, someone had started singing 'Sign O The Times' by Prince. He looked over at the bartender who had his back to him, searching on the lower shelf for some more liquor. He felt heavy as he exhaled softly and quickly made his way to the bathroom to where Marie had beckoned him. ** Lars growled, relaxing his head against the wall. He grunted as he felt Marie's dark blue nails drag down his bare, lean thighs. His pants off and his boxer briefs pooled around his ankles. He let out a loud hiss, feeling Marie take her deeper in her mouth. Her tongue sliding beneath his cock. She let out a muffled giggle as she continued to swipe her tongue underneath his length, feeling the veins pulse in her mouth. Lars looked down, slightly awed at the re lipstick now streaking his cock from her lips. Her shiny green eyes looking up at him, her hands holding his thighs gently and every now and again, digging into the flesh, giving him pain with his pleasure. He gripped her silky hair in his fist, pushing his hips forward and making her take more of his cock in her hot throat. She giggled slightly before opening her mouth wider and letting hi slide deeper. Lars's eyelashes fluttered and letting out a desperate moan, feeling her perky nose buried against his pelvis. He pulled back and began to plunge in her throat, his hand still having a firm grip on her hair. Her gags muffled by his cock, making him let out a loud growl as her throat constricted around his cock with every gag. Marie moan, putting her hands behind her back as he pressed his cock against the inside of her cheek. Lars bit his lip hard, his hair sticking to his face from the formation of sweat on his body. He quickly pulled off his shirt, his silver chain against his smooth pale skin and lean chest. He groaned as he draped a leg over Marie's shoulder, letting out almost a high pitched moan as she began to lick and suck lightly at his pouch, suddenly sucking hard before letting go. She opened her mouth wide, letting him plug her mouth with his throbbing cock once more. Lars, leg still draped over her shoulder, held her head tightly in his palms as he began to plunge his cock into her throat. Lars's breathing began to increase, the sound of her moans making his body feel more and more hot. He almost let out a shout as she suddenly pulled away, knowing he was getting closer to his orgasm. Marie grinned, rising to her feet. Her shirt was raised over her ample breasts and her bra pulled down to reveal her nipples, still glistening from Lars's attention earlier and from the work she had put in servicing him. He licked his lips as he shakily unbuttoned her shorts, pushing them from her hips before pushing her against the wall of the bathroom stall. Marie let out a aroused chuckle, moaning as Lars's hands gripped her hips pulling her towards him. She felt the hotness of his cock against her wetness, his length sliding against her. Lars felt his chest heavy as he pushed her harder against the wall, her fists clenched and her cheek pressed against the cool tile. His hands groped her cheeks before laying a soft smack on them, spreading them wide for him, seeing her wetness glistening on her nether lips and on her slit in the dim light of the bathroom. He let out a drawling moan as he pressed the red, engorged head of his cock against her throbbing slit, pushing gently. The head of his cock immediately swallowed by her wet pussy, making him cry out. “Oh...fuck,” Lars choked out, feeling his cock being swallowed by her pussy. He let out a loud exhale, holding a had against the wall by her head as he continued to moan uncontrollably. He could hear Marie giggle and purr, her brown hair sticking to her forehead. The feeling was so arresting that he needed a moment to regain himself. He bit down on his bottom lips hard, feeling her hot wet walls hug him tightly, wrapping around him like satin. A velvet glove.... Marie moaned and bucked back against him, glancing back at him, her eyes telling stories of erotic delight and desire. “Come on, Lars...fuck me. Fuck me, baby...,” Marie moaned deeply, making Lars pant as he gripped her hips once more and began to plunge his cock inside of her, her walls expertly squeezing him. The sound of their skin smacking together filled the air. Lars slammed his hips against her, his cock going deeper and deeper inside of her. Marie moaned out as she felt hi forcefully push her more against the wall as he took her. Her hands clawed at the wall, feeling her walls flutter from the pleasure. Lars's hot hand roamed over her half-clothed back before reaching around to massage her breast. He pinched her nipple hard, making her let out a squeal. His hand immediately went to her hair, puling her head back and putting a sharp arch in her back as he began to thrust upward. A string of loud groans and growls fell from his lips as he plowed inside of her. At this point, he didn't care who heard them; he knew that the patrons and the bartender and any new customers could probably hear them but he couldn't help it. His other hand continue to hold her silky hair, his hair wrapped around his fist while the other gripped her ass. Sweat rolling down his chest as he fucked Marie hard and fast. Her moans filled his ears, her voice sounding off the walls just as it did when she had been crooning her soulful song. “Oh, God I'm gonna cum....,” Marie moaned, making Lars grin through the curtain of brown hair. He moaned as he felt his cock pulse harder, his hand in her hair becoming tighter. His eyes rolled back as he felt her walls suddenly clench down on his hard cock as she came, feeling her walls become even more slick from cum. She heard her sigh in pleasure before her moans got louder once more as he kept pounding in her. “I'm not done with you,” he said as he slowed down, gritting his teeth. Marie whimpered as she glanced around to him, her lipstick now smeared and her eyes glittering from her orgasm. Lars growled as he stopped thrusting before starting back up again, thrusting deeper and deeper inside of her. His thrusts hard and powerful, making Marie let out a series of choked moans as her now sensitive walls were being forcefully and pleasurably stroked by his cock. He felt himself getting closer and closer to his release, his moans becoming longer and longer. “Ja...ja,ja,” Lars breathed before pulling back to the head and thrusting back in hard and deep, once, twice three times before he let out a grunt, burying himself inside of her as he came. His eyes rolled back as the seed shot from his cock. Marie's legs trembled as she felt his seed fill her up. Marie smiled and wiggled her ass against him, loving the warmth of him inside of her. He laid his head against her shoulder before he slowly pulled out, moaning at the sensitivity of his cock as he sunk down beside the toilet. He closed his eyes as he relaxed his sweaty head back against the wall, opening his eyes again when he heard Marie shuffle to get dressed again. He cleared his throat before slowly rising to his feet, stumbling on his weak legs as he got dressed as well. He breathed in surprise when Marie suddenly grabbed his face and planted a soft kiss on his lips. She smiled against them, her swelled lips pressed to his as her eyes opened to look into his. Their green eyes never breaking as she bit her lip. “That was a nice treat,” Marie said, making Lars smirk. “You didn't let me down...,” Lars smiled wordlessly together against hers. “I'm could tell that I didn't,” he replied smugly, his green gaze roaming over her face. Marie raised an eyebrow before giving him another kiss before pulling away from him, smiling as she went towards the door. She gave him a glance over her shoulder before wordlessly leaving him behind. Lars gave another sigh as he straightened himself up a bit more before exiting the bathroom as well. He avoided the eyes of the patrons who looked at him with humor and some with disgust. He ran a hand through his hair before looking at the bartender, who was gently wiping down a cup with his strong hands. His eyes looked up at Lars knowingly before smirking. Lars blushed before reaching into his pocket and pulled out a wad of cash, he peeled off a bundle of $500 and passed it to the bartender, who chuckled at him. “...Don't tell anyone,” Lars said smiling before looking back at the patrons and exiting the bar into the California evening. |
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| treadlightly | November 14, 2015, 6:13 pm Post #2 |
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HOLY. FUCKING. SHIT. YOU'RE DEFINITELY BAD. SO BAD! How could you this to me on a Saturday? I was getting ready to head out with my girlfriends Lars is too damn sexy here for his own good... I could picture the whole scene inside my head Very steamy one shot! Thank you, my dear. Just for the record, I'm not that into Lars! He's.... okay *coughs*. I can't believe you really wrote this.... what an honor! thank you again!!!!*I hope we get an update on your other story soon :D* |
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| Rockfan71 | November 15, 2015, 2:56 am Post #3 |
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Wow That was HOT!!*can I bum a ciggie from anyone* |
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| TheTaliska | November 15, 2015, 10:34 am Post #4 |
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Bad Seed
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Thank ya! I'm glad you liked it!~ You're welcome, doll! I'm so happy that you liked it. I named the character after you lol so I am so excited and thrilled that you enjoyed it. I know how much you want more Lars fiction on here so I aid to alleviate. I am a superhero But anyhoo, I hope you had fun with your friends last night. <3
Edited by TheTaliska, November 15, 2015, 10:37 am.
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Oh and btw, if you want to know what song the OFC is singing, here is the link:



Lars is too damn sexy here for his own good... I could picture the whole scene inside my head
Very steamy one shot! Thank you, my dear. Just for the record, I'm not that into Lars! He's.... okay *coughs*.
That was HOT!!

8:37 PM Jul 10