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Love, Kisses and.......Kirk?; James HetfieldxChris Broderick, eventually JHxCBxKH
Topic Started: June 15, 2011, 1:39 am (7,429 Views)
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Okay. So. I'm sorry this has taken SO. LONG. to get up, but the thing is massive. At last count, I believe this piece is over 30k words. Anyways! This is part FOUR in the Chris BroderickxJames Hetfield saga. I'm not exactly sure how Kirk ended up in the final pairing, but Torr and I fell in love with the muse and were kinda of the opinion of: FUCKWECAN'TLEAVEHIMALONE,LET'SDOHOTTHREESOMEPORN.

Yes. Anyway. Sorry for the ramble there. Here are the previous three postings, and I'm going to get this one up as fast as I can, BUT, it might take a while. Like I said. There's a LOT. Especially if you consider that the other two were 7-10k a piece. On with the show!

Strong recommendation to read these first three if you haven't yet! <3

First Part: Sex and Caffeine in Sofia

Second Part: One Night in Romania

Third Part: Rolled Over, Down Under

And on with the Fourth!
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James came back from the hotel the next morning, still wearing the tank top that allowed his hickey to be displayed.  Chris had made him promise and he had been too fucking lazy to change shirts before flying home.  Calling Lars like usual to pick him up from the airport, James picked up his bag, already planning on when he could see Chris again, looking around for Lars.  

Lars laughed to himself when he spotted James looking around like a lost child. He walked over, concealing himself from view, just to confuse James more. "Over here!" He called to him and smiled.

Frowning when he heard that voice, but didn't catch sight of the drummer, James spun around slowly.  "Lars?  Where the hell around you?"  

He tapped him on the shoulder. "Right behind you, old man." He grinned at him, waiting for the upcoming retort he'd come to expect of James.

James spun around and glared at him.  "Don't call me old you little shit."  He growled out, fixing his shoulder bag.

"Love you too!" He grinned, taking one of James' bags. "So," Lars whispered. "How was your time in Oz?"

He wasn't blushing.  That wasn't a blush.  Nope, not at all.  "We had a great time."  James said, reaching up and rubbing at the hickey, remembering those lips sucking and nibbling at him.

"Oh did you now?" He grinned, catching sight of an especially purple mark in the nape of James' neck. "Mmmhmm... and that confirms it."

Biting his lip and clearing his throat.  "What confirms what?"  James asked, glancing down at Lars, the blush creeping down his throat.

Lars peeled James' hand away from his throat and pointed at it with a free finger. "That... and that... prove that you had a fucking great time." He raised his eyebrows. "Extra emphasis on fucking..."

Coughing this time and starting to walk towards the doors, James ducked his head down, trying to get the red on his cheeks under control.  "We did a few other things besides just that."  James muttered.  

Lars snorted a laugh. "Like hell you did..." He smiled. "If I'd not seen someone intimately for months, I'd want to fuck them around the clock and then some."

"Six.  Months."  James growled, glancing back over to Lars.  "How would you feel if you hadn't seen your wife in six months?  Your hand gets real damn boring in a hurry."  He added, heading out the door.

Lars laughed in agreement. "Yeah, sounds pretty damn familiar." They walked towards Lars' car, chatting. "All sex related shit aside, did you go see the show? See any sights that you ain't already seen?"

Remembering when he had tugged Chris back behind one of the equipment curtains and kissed his socks off James laughed.  "I did go see the show.  Just hung out backstage, looked at their setup, ragged on Dave, the usual."  

"Uh huh. All business on a pleasure trip." Lars nodded. "Give him a half time hand job?" He smirked evilly, teasing James.

Glaring at Lars, James turned his head away.  "……maybe."

"Mmmm..." Lars thought back to when it had happened to him in the past. "Nothing like a good jerk mid show... probably did the poor guy a huge favor."

"Never said I let him get off."  James said, glancing back at Lars, a twinkle in his eye.

Lars knit his eyebrows together. "Aaaah... you sent the poor bastard back on stage with a hard on?" He shielded his crotch at the thought of it. "You cruel son of a bitch!" He grinned. "Well done!"

James climbed into the passenger seat of Lars' car, his cheeks flaming DARK red.  "I might have…pinned him to the wall of the stage, kissed his socks off, teased him, and then sent him back out there for the encore….?"

"Well," Lars smiled as he started the engine of his car. "Someone needed to tap that fine piece of ass sooner or later. By the look on your face though, I can tell that it's more than that." He put it into gear and drove off, checking his mirrors. "Am I right?"

Fuck, what was it with Lars and his need to know anything and everything.  "What do you mean the look on my face?"  James asked, looking at him.

"You're blushing like a girl in middle school." He answered with a knowing smile. "Oh shit..." His smile broadened.

Unsure of how to answer, James looked down at his hands.  "Oh shit nothing.  I don't know.  I guess so.  I mean, how do you know when you don't see someone for months?"  

"True." Lars agreed.

Rolling his eyes at that answer, he looked over at him and smiled.  "Great answer there. Thanks for your help."  He said sarcastically.  

Lars looked over and smiled. "Trying to drive asshole." He continued on. "I mean, it's a long ass way to go, just for sex. You must really like him... like... a lot."

Swallowing a little, James' voice dropped to a very quiet level.  "Haven't felt this way since you and I were together in the 80's."  

"Wha--" Lars looked around him and pulled over. He looked over at James who was staring at his hands. "Woah."

"You don't have to sound SO surprised."  James said, looking over at Lars, noticing his shock and surprise and glancing back down at his hands.  

"James, this is huge." He placed a hand on his shoulder. "Do you understand? Massive."

Glancing over at Lars, James opened his mouth to say something, then stopped before he could let the words out.  He couldn't say it.  Couldn't hurt Lars like that.  Ask him what if Chris left him like Lars had?  

"Well, does he feel the same?" He pressed with a reassuring smile. James looked totally shell shocked to him, like he'd punched him in the mouth.

Shrugging, James turned and looked out the window.  "Not sure.  Never bothered to ask him.  I know neither of us is fucking anyone else."  He said softly, looking down at his hands again.  

"Suppose that's something." He smiled. "You have to tell him. Y'know, how you feel... though if I know you like I think I do, James... he'll know already."

"I don't know what I feel."  James said, a hint of frustration coming to the surface.  He'd thought he was in love with Lars.  Then Lars had left him.  

Lars looked down at James' wringing hands. He sighed. "C'mon, let's get you home so you can call him in private." He started the engine back up. "Oh and by the way, if you don't tell him, I fucking will."

"Tell him what?"  James asked, his frustration coming to boil.  "That I feel like I'm falling in love with him?  So he can leave me like you did the last time I did something like that?"  The pain coming to the forefront, James wanted to get out of the car and run away after he let that escape.  

"Hey, that was different..." Lars glared at James occasionally between watching the road. "We were young and drunk. Don't you dare compare what we had to what you guys obviously have now." he'd tried to stay calm. They'd argued about 'them' so many times that it hurt. "And yes, I think you should tell him. He's a grown man. If he loves you back then, y'know, go be smooshy together or whatever the fuck..."

"And if he doesn't…?"  James said, voicing his biggest fear.  What if he did all of this, and it changed nothing?  

"If he doesn't..." Lars sighed, a choke in his voice. "Then... he's an idiot." He looked at James and smiled.

James gave Lars a watery smile and looked back out the window.  "I can't do it today.  I'll tell him before Indio.  Need some more time together before I can be sure about anything."  

"Of course." He nodded. "You don't wanna rush in." His smile grew soft. "Do I need to keep out of your way for any amount of time?" He hinted towards the fact that when Chris got back off tour that he might be staying at James' place or vice versa.

"Uh, I dunno yet.  Let me talk to him and we'll figure that out."  James said, imagining Chris in his house, in his bed that belonged to him, his body heating up at that idea.  

Lars giggled next to James. "Okay, well, clue me in, yeah?"

Nodding again, James hoped that maybe they would have a chance together like that in the near future.  "Yeah, I will, I promise."

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I loved writing this piece, not gonna lie. <3
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eee. :heart: so cute! I loved this. James being all nervous over what Chris thinks and if he likes him; Lars being Lars. cgjhabshdasjha~ MOAR! :biggrin
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love this series. chris is a stunning creature aint he? hope it works out. and when and where does kirk fit in here?
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June 15, 2011, 11:06 am
love this series. chris is a stunning creature aint he? hope it works out. and when and where does kirk fit in here?
It will be soon, I promise! However, get ready for lots of JamesxChris cuteness first....theeeeeen....Kirk'll kinda appear out of nowhere. <3
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June 15, 2011, 1:39 am


Swallowing a little, James' voice dropped to a very quiet level.  "Haven't felt this way since you and I were together in the 80's."  

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Mmmnnnn... sound pretty deep. James you are soooo done!


Thanks girls! You made my day!

MOAR!!!! :heart:
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*bows* Part Four was my favourite part to write. Adding Kirk in (in the later scenes) was good fun. It's gonna be a struggle but, I think you'll all love it :biggrin
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Here's the next part, where we see the other half of the coin! And more hickies! *snickers* Anyways, enjoy this nice long piece, and we'll continue the torture tomorrow!
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The next day and a half ran over Chris like a whirlwind. James had gone back home and he was back on tour with Megadeth. He'd tried, but failed, to cover up the numerous marks that James had left on him over the past few days. He wasn't hiding them out of shame... hiding them to save the questions that he'd get asked. What was the point? He was going to get asked anyways. His slightly open shirt showed at least three marks, the most prominent was out of view, behind his ear but, the one he'd definitely get asked about was the one on his neck. Purple shot with red.

"So, are you going to tell me where you got that hickey, or are you going to continue wandering around with that dazed, freshly-fucked look and pretend that it doesn't exist?"  Dave asked, raising an eyebrow as he looked over at Chris.  

He looked up. "I can pretend it doesn't exist all I want." He smiled calmly.

"It?  You've got at least three I can see, and that one behind your ear that is fucking giant, which means you got fucked doggy-style nice and hard by the looks of it."  He commented, looking at Chris.  "So, are you and he a permanent thing, or are you just fucking around?"  Dave continued, grinning at him.

He blushed a deep shade of beetroot. Dave was reading him like an open fucking book. "Me and who?" Chris looked down at his hands before brushing his hair over his shoulders in an embarrassed attempt to cover up.

"Well, if the phone call I got from Lars saying that if my guitarist hurt his guitarist, he'd kick my ass, and considering that could NEVER happen and James is the only one he's that protective of, I'd say you're gettin' fucked by one James Hetfield."  Dave reasoned out, looking at Chris for confirmation.  

His heart jumped extra hard, face flushed to full. Busted. "L-Lars called... called you? About James...?"

Dave chuckled as Chris flushed even darker.  "Something you gotta understand about Lars.  He knows everything that is going on in his friends' lives.  Including who they are dating/fucking regularly."  He said, looking over at him.  "Though you just confirmed it for me.  So how long has this been going on kid?"

He sighed, running his hand through his hair. "Uh..." He gulped. "Since... uh, since Sofia..."

Breaking into a wide grin, Dave reached over and ruffled Chris' hair.  "Since Sofia?  And you kept it from me?  Damn, aren't you a sneaky little shit.  Good job kid!"  Dave said, looking down at him and smiling.  "So, what's going on with you two?"

Chris smiled shyly. "We had tried to keep it a secret... so either Lars pried or James confided in him but, I haven't told anyone... though I'm sure a few people may have caught us." He blushed fondly, thinking of James. "What do you mean what's going on?" He smiled. "It is kind of obvious."

"I meant are you two a couple, are you getting married, what's going on?  I know you Broderick, you're a fucking sap when no one is looking."  Dave said, watching his guitarist blush.

Chris chuckled a little. "Yeah, we're together." He smiled, nibbling his lip. "He put it 'boyfriends', I changed it to 'lovers'."

Dave raised an eyebrow at Chris.  "Lovers, huh?  So that means you're falling head over heels in love with him, doesn't it?  He know that yet?"  

He looked up at Dave from under his hair, running his hand through it. "I... I don't know." Chris smiled sadly. "It's hard not to fall in... well, love with him." He smiled. "...and no. He doesn't."

"What's with the sad smile Chris?"  Dave asked, looking over at him.

"Well, there was six months... where we didn't see each other." He scratched his head. "At first, I didn't mind. We got by on skype and phone calls but, there was an entire month where... I really missed him. Didn't see or hear from him at all." Chris smiled softly, lowering his voice. "I get... the feeling that that may happen a lot." He played with his fingers. "It was hard, y'know."

Looking at him, Dave had to ponder that for a moment and smiled at him.  "Understand something about James kiddo.  He's never been comfortable being the aggressive one in a relationship.  You'll only go months without talking if you let him.  If you ask him to come visit, demand it, then go to Lars, who will actually make it happen, you could see him every weekend while you are on tour."  He reached over and ruffled his hair gently.  

Chris smiled. "But, I don't want him to have to go out of his way to see me." He chuckled. "He's as busy, if not busier, than we are."

He shrugged. "I don't know... I just don't want to... be forgotten when we're apart."

"Doesn't mean you can't go see him too kiddo.  And you can trade off visiting each other."  Dave added, looking at him.  After a few minutes, when Chris didn't say anything, he continued in a quiet voice.  "Is he worth it?"  

"I think so..." He stood up, walking over to the coffee machine, the memory of their first flirting session flowing through him. He smiled as he picked up a mug. "Maybe I'm a fool." Chris tapped in the buttons for a cappuccino and looked back to Dave. "What if he just wants a familiar?"

Dave watched Chris go and pick up a mug and make himself a cappuccino.  "I don't think that you are a fool.  And….James is who he is.  If he wanted a fuck-buddy, he could get one without any trouble.  If he agreed to being lovers….you aren't fuck buddies.  You are something more.  He just doesn't want to admit that yet."  He explained.  

He picked up his mug and sat back down. "You'd think that at our age we could come out clean with this. At least to each other." Chris sipped his drink. "Instead, I'm talking to you and well, he's obviously talked to Lars about it..." He sighed. "Like a couple of kids."

"Trust me, James didn't go to Lars.  Lars went to James and MADE him talk about it."  Dave said, snorting as he looked over Chris.  "So ask him.  No one is saying that he won't talk to you.  Just go start talking to him about it.  Ask how he feels, do it in person so he can't run away."  He added.  

"You reckon that if I call him and tell him I wanna see him at the weekend... that he'll come?"

Dave grinned.  "Think he's a fool if he doesn't come tomorrow considering he's off."  He added, reaching out and ruffling his hair again.  

Chris smiled. "Aside from a little teasing, Dave, you've been a real help." He nodded. "Thank you..."

Nodding, Dave reached over and ruffled his hair again.  "Of course kiddo.  Now go call James."  He ordered.  

He stood up and smiled back. "I'll be outside." he left the room and headed outside, picking his phone out of his pocket, pressing 3 on his speed dial. He pressed it to his ear, waiting hopefully for the voice on the other end.

James heard Holy Wars start on his phone and scrambled over the couch, grabbing it and opening it, excited.  "Chris!!  Hi baby!"  

He chuckled. "Hey!" he scratched his bicep nervously. "How was your flight?"

Taking a deep breath, James grinned and flopped on the couch.  "Lonely.  Spent the entire time wondering what the hell I was doing flying away from you."  

He smiled adoringly. "James..." He moved his hair away from his face. "I wish I was there with you right now." Chris leaned back against the wall at the side of the building. "All I could do last night was touch the mark you left on my neck... I missed you."

James smiled and gave a quiet purr over the phone.  "God I know.  Last night felt strange without you wrapped in my arms."  He admitted.  

"It was sad." Chris laughed. "I had to imagine that you were next to me. I hugged a pillow for fucks sake." He smiled. "Your warmth. I need it." He blushed. "Which brings me pretty swiftly to why I called you."

"I ended up hugging a pillow too."  James admitted, wishing that Chris was here right now, perking up at the mention of having a reason to call him.  "Oh?  Is everything okay baby?"  He asked, sitting up on the couch.

"Yeah, everything's perfectly fine but," He grinned. "Everything would be even better if you were here. With me... like... I don't know... tomorrow?" He bit at his thumb.

James looked at the clock, calculating and then grinned.  "I'll do you one better.  I'll get there and take you out to dinner tonight, that way we don't have to spend the night with pillows.  How about that?"  Scrambling off the couch, he strode into his bedroom and started yanking clothes out of his closet.  "I can stay for a couple of days.  Need to be back by Wednesday, my turn in the studio, but I think I could come back and visit you on Saturday."  James offered, checking his watch again, cleaning out his bathroom and throwing them into the travel suitcase.  

He grinned widely. "Sounds perfect!" He sucked the tip of his thumb. "All perfect. Think I'd better go and change my clothes if we're going for dinner..." Chris grinned. "I'm just in combats and a t-shirt at the moment. Been in practice with Dave."

"All right.  Lemme get changed and I'll pick you up in a few hours baby."  James whispered, pressing his lips to the receiver in a gentle kiss.  

"Okay." He blushed. Not now Chris. He'll be here in hours. Hold your tongue. "See you soon." He kissed the receiver and darted back inside, trying to cool himself down.

James hurried out the door a few seconds later, back on the phone, telling Lars he was going to visit Chris again for a few days, ignoring the ribbing that got him and then calling for a flight, barely making one of the last flights out.  

Dave looked up as Chris walked back in.  "Take it that went well?"

He bit his lip. "Yeah... he sounds like he's flying out right this second." Chris smiled. "He's taking me out for dinner tonight."

"Think you got your question answered then kid."  Dave said, smiling back at him.  

He nodded happily. "I hope so but, I ain't confirming anything until I've heard it from James himself." He wrapped his arms around himself. "Don't book your tux out yet." Chris joked.

Snorting, Dave shook his head.  "Go get ready, I can see how nervous you are.  I'll talk to you later."  

"Yeah, later." He smiled, waving slightly, hugging Dave. "Thanks again."
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Nervous Chris is nervous and adorable!!
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Aaawww... Chris all shy!
I can feel more heat and important talk coming up!
Thanks girls!
Love ya!


Moar!!!
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can totally see chris going : SQUEEEEEEE!
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Chris is so cute in this! Posted Image I can't believe how kool Dave is about it, though.
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June 16, 2011, 11:32 pm
Chris is so cute in this! Posted Image I can't believe how kool Dave is about it, though.
It's because he's sekritly in the background fucking Junior senseless. >> And Junior and Lars were the ones that set up James and Chris to begin with! Teehee!
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June 16, 2011, 11:51 pm
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Chris is so cute in this! Posted Image I can't believe how kool Dave is about it, though.
It's because he's sekritly in the background fucking Junior senseless. >> And Junior and Lars were the ones that set up James and Chris to begin with! Teehee!
I DEMAND SOME DAVE/ JUNIOR SLASH.

THAT IS ALL.
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June 17, 2011, 12:57 am
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June 16, 2011, 11:51 pm
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June 16, 2011, 11:32 pm
Chris is so cute in this! Posted Image I can't believe how kool Dave is about it, though.
It's because he's sekritly in the background fucking Junior senseless. >> And Junior and Lars were the ones that set up James and Chris to begin with! Teehee!
I DEMAND SOME DAVE/ JUNIOR SLASH.

THAT IS ALL.
Let us finish the two epilogues (yes, we're doing two, and yes, they are damn hot), and get the boys squared away, and THEN we will see what we can do about getting you guys some quality DavexJunior fuckery.
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Aria
June 16, 2011, 11:51 pm

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I DEMAND SOME DAVE/ JUNIOR SLASH.

THAT IS ALL.
Let us finish the two epilogues (yes, we're doing two, and yes, they are damn hot), and get the boys squared away, and THEN we will see what we can do about getting you guys some quality DavexJunior fuckery.
I approve of Dave/Junior stuffs.
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