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| My Darkest Hour; Het - Cliff/OFC Dave/OFC | |
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| Lucifer's Angel | June 13, 2012, 10:02 pm Post #91 |
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Haha, I wouldn't be surprised if Dave spiked the wine, LOL
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| Wishful | June 14, 2012, 4:56 am Post #92 |
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Ooo Dave you sexy beast, I can see kat losing her virginity in the church kitchen xD lol. I wonder is Vanessa right? Will Dave spike the wine and make everyone trip out hahahaha
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| Gio | June 14, 2012, 8:00 am Post #93 |
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Is it now that they're gonna get naughty? I can't wait...though it starts to bother me the way he talks to her. I mean, yes it's his way, his badass way, but poor Kat.
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| Lilith | June 14, 2012, 12:21 pm Post #94 |
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OMG! Dave in the kitchen! xD That can't be good! I hope he puts people flying there! hahahaha! God, he IS a bastard, though, but I love him!Oh, I'm worried about Kat getting into trouble, but man, it will be fun, I hope. More!
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| Dave's Girl | June 14, 2012, 5:40 pm Post #95 |
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@CarpeDiemBaby: Hehe, yup! Dave is in the kitchen! They'll have some action soon. Thank you so much for reading! ![]() @Lucifer's Angel: Lol, that definitely seems like something that Dave would do! You'll see what he does in this chapter. xD @Wishful: Ikr? That would be too ironic if Kat lost her virginity in the church's kitchen! Great predictions. ![]() @Gio: I would say that the naughtiness starts in the next chapter. Lol, I know, Dave sort of treats Kat like a slut, doesn't he? I guess that's just the way he is. xD@Lilith: Haha, I agree! It's never a good thing for anyone but Kat if Dave is in the kitchen. xD Do you think they'll get into trouble? It does seem likely! Thanks for reading! Chapter XX I quickly cross the floor and open the cabinet to find a very long loaf of bread and three bottles of wine inside. I take out the bread and the wine and set it on the table. "I dunno where the goblets and the knife for the bread is," I frown, wondering where those items could have disappeared to. "They're in the back of the cabinet there. You probably can't see 'em since you're so damn short. I guess I'll have to get them," Dave complains as he strides across the room and easily swipes the knife and the goblets out of the cabinet. As Dave sets the items onto the table, I can't help but feel a little self conscious. I've always known that I am quite short, but it hasn't bothered me up until now. Staring at the bread blankly, I ask Dave, "Do you think it's bad that I'm so short?" "Hm?" Dave muses, looking me up and down before he shakes his head, swinging ginger curls all over the place as he replies, "Nah. You're cute. Start chopping the fucking bread already, will you? This kitchen smells like piss." I take a sniff and suddenly realizes that Dave is right. Frowning, I grab the knife and start chopping the bread up into sloppy chunks as I mutter, "I wonder what that smell could be. It doesn't usually smell that much in here. I suppose it's probably something in the garbage." "Well, don't send me to find out what it is," Dave states before opening the wine. We stand in the kitchen in silence for a few minutes. I continue chopping the bread into messy pieces while Dave does...oh wait, I don't know what Dave is doing. Wondering what he is up to, I look up to see that Dave is slugging down the wine! We need that wine for communion! What the hell is he doing? "Dave, what the fuck?" I ask, frowning at him. "We need that wine for communion! If there's none left, my dad is gonna kill me and you know it!" "It's actually pretty good wine," Dave says, ignoring my sentence as he brings the wine bottle away from his lips. I'm going to try and tell Dave off, but Dave's lips are distracting me. They glisten a dark ruby color from the wine. Seeing that I'm staring at him, Dave slips his tongue out of his mouth and runs it across his lower lip. He tilts his head at me and asks, "Have you ever had wine before?" "No," I admit. "I'm not suppose to until I'm eighteen or whatever. I just watch communion and help prepare for it." "Fuck that," Dave rolls his eyes before raising the wine bottle to his lips and taking another gulp of wine. He suddenly hooks an arm around my waist and tugs me up against him. Soft lips come crashing onto mine and before I know it, Dave has spit wine down my throat. Smirking, he pulls away from me and says, "What do you think?" Somehow or the other, I manage not to choke. I could be angry at Dave, but I'm not. I think for a minute before saying, "It's not bad actually..." "Of course it's 'not bad'," Dave smirks as I go back to chopping bread. "Anything with alcohol in it is never bad. Now I just have to get you to like beer." "Good luck with that," I reply as my knife continues slicing through the white bread. Chop, chop, chop. Dave laughs at my comment and takes a few steps towards me. Getting into my face, he murmurs, "I bet there are a lot of things I could make you do that you never thought you would do. I bet I can get you to like a lot of things you never thought you would like." "Oh, Dave, shove off! I have to finish chopping this bread and...shit!" I glare at Dave as I realize that the whole bottle of wine is empty! "See if there's enough wine to fill those three goblets. If not, we'll add some water to it, I guess. Don't you dare drink any more of it though!" "Why the fuck not?" Dave asks even though he does as I say and dumps wine into the goblets. "Are you gonna punish me for it, bitch?" "Just finish measuring out the wine and then you can talk dirty to me all you want," I roll my eyes as I finally chop up the last bit of bread. Wiping my hands on my dress, I exclaim triumphantly, "There! The bread is officially chopped. How's the wine going? Do we have enough?" I go over to the goblets and see that all three goblets have been filled! Thank god for that. Before I can say anything else to Dave, the door suddenly opens and my father comes in. Dave quickly licks his lips in case there are any remnants of wine on them and then smiles sweetly at my father. "How are you two doing in here? Ah, I see you have communion prepared! How nice of you to help us out," my father says, obviously buying Dave's good-boy exterior. "The service is about to start. You may join us." "Oh, actually, Sir, I have some confessions to make," Dave simpers with that sickly sweet smile still on his lips. "Could your daughter help me find the confessional booth by any chance?" "She could, but I don't think there is a priest in there at the moment," my father says, having no idea where this is going. "It's alright," Dave shrugs his shoulders. Father nods and picks up the plate of bread before saying, "I had better go start the sermon. Can't keep everyone waiting, you know. Have fun, you two." I have no idea how father thinks we can have fun at a confessional, but Dave already has a wicked grin on his face. Pushing ginger hair out of his eyes, he replies, "Oh, don't worry about us. We'll have fun alright." To be continued... Edited by Dave's Girl, June 14, 2012, 5:40 pm.
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| CarpeDiemBaby | June 14, 2012, 6:46 pm Post #96 |
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Damn! that part when Dave gave her drink the wine from his mouth was HOT! I wanna more!! Why you stopped there?! More! More! More! |
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| Lucifer's Angel | June 14, 2012, 7:16 pm Post #97 |
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Yeah, why did you have to leave us there That sounds like the scene in Detroit Rock City where Jam and his girlfriend had sex in a confession booth and then he told his mom, she almost fainted
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| Lilith | June 14, 2012, 7:35 pm Post #98 |
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loool Oooh, Dave! UNF I hope they make out really steamy in that confession booth! Sooooo naughty! UNF lolOh, and that wine passing! Jesus! lol ![]() Moar! |
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| Wishful | June 15, 2012, 4:50 am Post #99 |
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Holy.... Hahaha, Dave is gunna de-flower Kat in a confession booth xD Oooo roll on the next chapter!!!
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| Gio | June 15, 2012, 1:11 pm Post #100 |
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They're gonna get naughty in the confession booth! I like this!
Edited by Gio, June 15, 2012, 1:11 pm.
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| Dave's Girl | June 15, 2012, 5:41 pm Post #101 |
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@Gio:Hehe, yup! The confessional booth is the perfect place to be naughty, don't you think? ![]() @Lucifer's Angel: Sorry! I love cliffies. xD Omg, Jam and his girlfriend had sex in a confessional booth? I need to see this! @Wishful: Haha, yep, Dave is definitely going to be de-flowering her soon. Thanks for reading! @Lilith: I know, it would be so naughty to make out in a confessional booth. And hehe, that's the best way to pass wine, huh? @CarpeDiemBaby: Yay, I'm so glad you liked that part! It was fun to write. Sorry for stopping there! Here's some more! Chapter XXI Father quickly exits the kitchen since being late for a sermon is a crime in his opinion and leaves Dave and me completely alone in the kitchen. Dave is grinning from ear-to-ear like a kid in the candy store. I'm wondering what exactly Dave's "candy" is in this place. There's not much to do inside an ancient, rundown church. I have no clue why Dave wants to go to a confessional booth. I already spend enough time at those silly things as I make up petty sins to blab about to the priest. Of course I'll never confess about how I've ditched school and disobeyed my parents to be with Dave. "So, bitch, are you coming or what?" Dave asks me, already by the door. I blink and wonder how Dave got across the room so fast. Just one second ago, he was still leaning against the counter. Still wondering why Dave is so excited about this confessional booth thing, I roll my eyes and trudge over to him as I ask, "Really? A confessional booth? What's the point in that?" "You'll see," Dave says with a twinkle in his eye. "You're gonna have to lead me to it though. It's too easy to get lost in this fuckin' place." "Dave!" I hiss as I look around in all directions to make sure we're alone. Giving him a slightly worried look, I murmur, "We're in a church for god's sake! Don't use that type of language when you're in a church. Weird things have happened here before." "Bullshit," Dave replies confidently. "There's nothing weird about this place. Ooo, God, strike me dead for I have sinned!" "Dave, seriously!" I poke his arm and give him a glare I know Dave's just trying to be funny, but it is true that weird shit has happened in this church before! There was the time five years ago when the church did catch on fire. Nobody ever figured out how or why that happened. Maybe the Devil did it! Maybe God wanted revenge on us and- "Oh, lighten up!" Dave punches my shoulder and gives me a relaxed smile as he cuts into my tumultuous thoughts. "Churches aren't any holier than any other place. Hell, my apartment is probably cleaner than this place since all the sinners are gathered in the sanctuary here." I hope Dave knows what he's doing as I lead him to the confessional booth. Once we're there, I fold my arms and ask, "Why are you bringing us here anyways? My mom makes me confess my sins once a week. I don't really feel like coming here any more than that." "Oh, just humor me and play along. I'll be the fuckin' priest and you'll be the sinner since we both know you're just a dirty slut anyways," Dave grins at me before slipping into the left side of the confessional booth and waving for me to go in the right side. I don't know why I'm going along with Dave's stupid plan, but for some reason, I am. I go into the right side of the confessional booth and stare at the curtain that separates the two sides of the confessional booth. This seems extremely stupid. Why does Dave want me to talk to him through a stupid curtain? "So how does this shit work anyways?" Dave asks from his side of the booth. "Dave, this is so stupid!" I point out, still not getting why Dave thinks I need to confess my sins to him. Still though, I shrug and admit, "Well, I guess I usually start by confessing my sins. That or you can ask me if I've sinned and all that. Is this really necessary though?" "Stop your bitching and just work with me. God!" Dave exclaims, getting irritated with me. Abruptly, he changes his tone and asks in a syrupy voice, "So you little whore, how many times have you sinned since the last time you confessed, hm?" "Uh..." I think about Dave's question for a moment before saying, "I think three times maybe? I dunno. I don't pay that much attention to my sins." "Tut, tut. You're a very naughty girl, aren't you?" Dave clicks his tongue at me through the curtain and goes on, "You should be paying far more attention to your sins. You want to be clean, don't you?" Clean? That sounds like a word my mother would use, not Dave. Shrugging my shoulders, I reply, "I guess so?" "So indecisive!" Dave points out, still using that syrupy sweet voice of his. I hate to admit it, but for some reason, this is turning me on. I can just imagine the way Dave licks his lips on the other side of the curtain and the way his lips move when he whispers words to me. Dave goes on, "Do you want me to forgive you?" "Oh yes, please do," I say, knowing that the sooner Dave forgives me, the sooner we're going to get out of this silly confessional booth. "You're so eager to please. You're a preacher's daughter through and through...or are you? Let us see," Dave whispers softly. "You do know that I can't just forgive you though, don't you? You have to do something like - what's the word? - penance? That's right. You have to do something to show that you're truly sorry for your sins." "Um, right. Whatever. So what do you want me to do?" I say, still not following Dave's sudden interest in confessions. "Oh, there's a good many things I'd like you to do," Dave says, exaggerating his last word. "But in order for me to choose what it is I'd like you to do to show me how sorry you are for sinning, I'm gonna have to see you face to face." "But, Dave, that's not how things work in a confessional booth. The pastor's not supposed to see you. Ahh!" I let out a little squeal as Dave's hand appears from around the curtain and latches onto my arm! I don't fight him and allow him to drag me to the other side of the curtain. To hell with traditional confessions! This is clearly not going to be like any other confession I've done before. As soon as I'm in Dave's side of the booth, I feel his arms around me. One hand snakes around my waist while the other hand grabs the back of my head and pushes it forwards. Dave kisses me roughly as he backs me against the wall of the booth. Caught off guard, I act like a statue as Dave presses his body up against mine and pries at my lips with his tongue. I'm not really sure what to do since I haven't been kissed many times before. Rolling his eyes, Dave breaks away from me for a second to whisper, "Open your mouth, bitch." His whisper tickles the skin on my face and causes shivers to run down my spine. As Dave's lips lock with mine once again, I part mine slightly and wait to see what Dave's going to do to me. Without any warning, Dave shoves his tongue down my throat. I can feel his warm, slippery tongue exploring every inch of my mouth before Dave's tongue finds my own. Dave wraps his tongue around mine and uses the hand that he has on the small of my back to push my hips against his. I feel something warm and hard between my legs and let out a little gasp. My legs turn like jelly beneath me and I slide to the floor when Dave abruptly drops me. Hot and flustered, I look up at him from the ground and wonder what that was all about. Dave stands above me with a hand on his hip as he murmurs, "You have no idea just how much I'd like to rip your clothes off and fuck you silly. You're a big, fucking tease, you know?" I open my mouth and try to say something, but no words come out. Dave wants to have sex with me? If he wants it, he can have it. I never expected to lose my virginity in a church of all places, but hell, we've already gone this far. Why not go a little bit farther? Mistaking my speechlessness for fear, Dave replies, "I know, I know, we're in a damn church and so you don't want to do it here. Don't worry, I wasn't going to force you into anything. You'd probably get all that virginal blood on the floor and then we'd have to come up with some bullshit to tell your father anyways." My face falls and although I still can't talk, Dave senses my disappointment. "Oh, so you do want to get dirty, huh?" Dave smirks. "I suppose we can find ways to get dirty and not make a mess in here. First though, you have to do something for me. You've gotta be punished for your sins, you know. Let's see...what could I do to you?" To be continued... |
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| Lilith | June 15, 2012, 6:09 pm Post #102 |
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Ah, he is such a BASTARD, but... Gah! He is so sinfully hot! that's delicious! I WANT MOAR! xD
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| CarpeDiemBaby | June 15, 2012, 7:52 pm Post #103 |
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kdsghdkfjghdfkjghdkfhdgdslf No, no, no!! Why you stopped there again? Damn, that kiss was THE KISS More dirty stuff please!
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| Gio | June 16, 2012, 6:56 am Post #104 |
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Now this is what I call torturing the readers. HURRY UP!
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| Wishful | June 16, 2012, 7:51 am Post #105 |
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Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Moar!!!!
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I can't wait...though it starts to bother me the way he talks to her. I mean, yes it's his way, his badass way, but poor Kat. 

They'll have some action soon. Thank you so much for reading! 

That sounds like the scene in Detroit Rock City where Jam and his girlfriend had sex in a confession booth and then he told his mom, she almost fainted
I like this! 
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