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I'm The One Who Waits For You...; Metallica, Iron Maiden, James/OFC
Topic Started: November 24, 2009, 5:26 pm (66,499 Views)
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Thanks for the update Olya! Very hot... :drool :tu:
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i call round 5 :biggrin :P

that was hot!
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Thanks for comments girls!

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XVI. Every Breath You Take...





(Angel's POV)




The sun was shining right in my face and I tried to turn to get away from it, but it lit the whole room so brightly that there was no escaping it. Dammit! I guess I just have to get up. I looked at the clock, and sighed. Ten forty five am, fuck! It's too early!

A sea breeze moved the curtains and I breathed in smell of fresh air and looked through the open balcony door. The ocean... I loved it... the second best thing in the world to see in the morning, and the first one would be...

I turned my head to still sleeping James, and smiled. He was laying on his side with one arm on the pillow under his head, tangled in his hair, the other arm resting on my stomach. His covers pulled off, leaving his strong lean naked body open. Mnnnnn...the best sight to see.

God, I love this man so much... I love him to pieces. Love this little twist on his hairline, that makes his hair curl upwards above his forehead, love his amazing blue eyes, his button nose, love when he wrinkles it making funny faces... I love those scars on his cheeks, his tender lips, that could be so demanding, so passionate... love his mustache, that tickles my skin, when he kisses me... love his strong neck, love how it flushes, tensing up right before he comes... his broad shoulders... his long strong arms, love when he wraps them around me, making me feel absolutely safe.

I love his chest, love to press my ear to it, just listening to his big loving heart beat strong and peaceful... I love his stomach, his belly button, that trail of hair, leading to his groin... his dick, that even now in his resting state looks unbelievably yummy... I love that little curve on his back, his perfect ass, his long lean legs... I love all of him, every little part... I barely held myself back from running my fingers over his skin and let my eyes travel over his body once again, enjoying my view.

Who ever said that the feelings dull down with the time was never seriously in love. We'd been together for a little over five years now and my love didn’t fade, if anything it got stronger and deeper. I breathed in, overwhelmed with loving feeling. I should let him sleep a little longer. I trailed my eyes over his perfect frame one more time and as my eyes slid to the tan line from his shorts, I smiled, remembering yesterday.

We spent all day on the beach with the rest of the band joined us and it was great! James, Lars and Kirk, join little Kat in building a sand castle, it was so funny to see three grown men, play in the sand, like little boys. Jason was here too but was preoccupied with his new model-looking girlfriend. Sun, ocean, and people who I love around me. The day would've been absolutely perfect, but I couldn't enjoy it fully.

I couldn't shake the feeling of being watched. It was happening since that plane ride and at first I thought it was just my imagination, not paying much attention to it. But the truth is, it was creeping me the fuck out. It was different.

I knew how it felt on stage, with hundreds of eyes set on my every move... paparazzi cameras following you everywhere. This was not like that, this was constant, blood chilling, stalker alert feeling. I looked back at the balcony, and shivered. I need to start closing the curtains at night. I heard so many crazy stories from other musicians. Seriously... I need to remember to close doors and blinds.

James' hand moved on my stomach and I turned my attention back to pleasant thoughts, pushing darkness away. He looked so comfy, with his hair spread on the pillow, lips parted, releasing a soft snore. Okay baby, I'll give you few more minutes to sleep, but I have to get up. I don't want to, but I have to, Mom and Kat are probably already up... I started slowly move to the edge of the bed and felt James' grip tighten around my waist.

“No.... just a few more minutes...” He pulled me closer and buried his face in my neck.

“We have to...” I brushed his hair of his face. “I wish we could just stay in bed all day... but... we need to get dressed, you don't want our daughter or my Mom find us naked, do you? You know that balcony is joined to their room.”

James lifted his head and looked at the open sliding door, pulling the sheet over his body.

“You think they're already up? I don't hear anything...” His head returned back to my neck.

“They're just trying to be quiet, like we did last night...” I giggled, feeling James tracing bites on my neck and continued. “We'll have time to ourselves later today... all alone... no need to muffle our moans...”

His lips slid over my shoulder, and I felt his smile against my skin. “Unless you changed your mind and want to go to Disneyland...”

“Hm... let me think... an afternoon with you alone in this room....or a crowded place with a bunch of kids dragging their exhausted parents from one ride to the next.... ooh... tough choice....” I bit my lip, trying to hold back my smile and thinking out-loud. “I don't know... roller coasters are kind of fun... that tingling sensation in the pit of your stomach when you rush down... wind taking your breath away...screams of joy...”

James pulled me closer, whispering in my ear.

“I can give you a better ride... I'll promise you will feel all that... and more...”




(Chris POV)



For the last few months I was following Metallica on their tour. It became my new game, watching Angel from a distance without her noticing. I wanted to show myself to her, but fucking Hetfield was always around. What's the point of letting her know, if I can't spend any time with her? I didn't existed for her when he was near. I clenched my teeth... and he always is! I couldn't wait for her to start her own tour, I could be by her side all day, everyday.

I even went to a all Metallica gigs, making sure I could see her, I was one face in the crowd that wasn't paying attention to the band on stage. Despite that seen her watch her husband on stage, was killing me, I couldn't stop. The way she was looking at him, I would gladly die for one look like that from her.

If before I was okay seen her time to time, now I couldn't stay away even for one day. My obsession grew like a wild fire, and I didn't try to contain it any longer, I accepted and embraced it. Yes I'm in love, I'm obsessed, I've turned into a stalker... so be it!

Thank God I had plenty of money to feed my obsession needs. Before the trip to Florida I made sure I had all I needed. I rented a small boat, bought the best military binoculars, and found out what hotel they were staying in. Honestly, people can't hold any secrets in the face of the mighty dollar. I was sure with Angel's love of the ocean and sun, I would see plenty of her.

Yesterday she was on the beach, wearing a bikini and I had to see her amazing body without anyone interrupting me. Renting a boat was a great idea! As I predicted she picked the room with window facing the ocean and hoped to see even more, but last night she turned the lights off, and I swore at myself for not thinking of night scope.

This morning I made sure my boat was still right in front of the hotel where she was staying, making myself comfortable in my little hideout. The hotel was at my full view, I could see the road in front of it, the main entrance and their balcony. I saw them going out for breakfast and return. Shortly after they came down again, but this time only to kiss her mother and daughter, waived to the car and went back in.

I took binoculars to my eyes, scanning the building. Lets see... her room... on the left of the elevator... please let the blinds still be open... I moved the binoculars lower and gasped, Angel was standing on the balcony, looking over the water. I zoomed in on her face, the breeze was gently moving her hair and she looked so beautiful, peaceful and relaxed.

She turned her head back and said something with a smile. Shirtless James appeared from within the room and wrapped his arm around her, kissing her neck.

Fuck! I wish I was him...

She got her arms around his shoulders, pulling herself up to sit on the balcony rail. They started kissing, his hands were holding her tight and she pulled him closer, running her fingers through his hair. It should be me up there with her. I love her more than he does, he doesn't deserve her! I felt my fingers tightening around the binoculars.

Meanwhile Hetfield pulled Angel off the rail, and carried her inside of the room.

She slid out his arms laughing and pushed him on the bed, mounting him and pulling her shirt off... I almost jumped, feeling my hands shake.

“Oh... yes! Oh Angel... turn, please turn, I need to see you...”

Suddenly she turned and looked right at me... as if she heard me. She quickly stood up walking to the balcony, for a split second I got a glimpse of her breasts before she pulled the curtains closed.

“Dammit!!!” I lowered my binoculars and dropped back into my chair. Did she felt it? I need to find other way... I need a different plan, I want to be closer.



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Oh please God have mercy... naked James... with a tan line... in bed. And that description... God.... :drool :drool :drool :drool :drool
Dammit! The hell with the Disneyland !!!

And yes... I was right about Chris. He is a pervert stalker. :bat

Thanks Olya. I needed this. :D
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I wish I can see James like that :drool
Chris is a pervert. :td:
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Chris !!!!!!! Omg !!!!!!! You bad, bad, VERY bad and naughtsy (yeah that's nasty and naughty lol) guy ! Perv ! Lol

This is still very wel-written, love the seaside background, chillin' !
Continue the good work, Olya, you rock ! :D
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Ooh, that last bit gave me the chills... :ugh:

A better ride than James? OMG I don't think there is one! :biggrin :drool
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wow, chris is a creeeeeeper
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Thanks girls!
Love you!
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And now... for the ride!













(Angel's POV)




My skin crawled when I felt I was being watched again. I turned and looked at the ocean, but all I could see was a few boats. The feeling didn't leave and I quickly got up, closing the blinds, breathing out in relief. When I turned back to James, he was sitting on the bed with a puzzled look on his face.

“What was that?” He cocked his eyebrow.

“I just don't want anyone to see us...” I smiled at him, walking back to him and placing my hands on his shoulders.

“That's new... you've never cared before... as I remember.” He pulled me closer, tracing kisses on my stomach, and tugged on my jeans. The button popped open and he slowly slid my jeans down of my hips, following the fabric with his lips.

“Angel...your skin is so warm... silky... and tasty... mmnnn...” He bit into my hip and I laughed, pulling his hair.

“Ouch! James!”

“What? It's not my fault you taste so good, I just want to eat you...” He bit my skin again, sucking it and shivers ran through my body, making me bent my head back with a soft moan escaping my lips.

“Do you want to drive me wild?”

“I did promise you a ride...” He pulled my jeans lower, returning his lips to my stomach while his hands slid to my waist puling me closer as I stepped out of my pants. He quickly got rid of his jeans and pulled me to settle on his lap.

His hands circled around my breasts and my body bent to him in response. He pulled lightly on both nipples bringing me closer, warm breath touched my skin as he whispered against my neck.

“Angel..I love you so much...I never want to be without you..”

“I'll die without you...” I grasped his face in my hands, pulling him to my lips. His tongue intertwined with mine and he moaned, pulling my hips to him and sliding me onto his hardened flesh. I let go of his lips, throwing my head back and bending in his arms with the pleasure of feeling him pulsating inside of me.

“Oh..yes...”

His lips closed on my nipple and he sucked it in, working his tongue around the sensitive tip and bringing my blood to a boil. Loud moans grew from my chest and I parted my legs more, letting him deeper as he pulled on my hips, falling back against bed and raising his pelvis to me.

“Oh...yes...baby...” His loud growl shifted my blood to my groin and I felt myself tightening around his shaft, which was now moving in me in slow thrusts, in and out, sliding deeper with each movement.

“Are you ready for a ride?” He smiled at me and before I could answer he pulled out, throwing me on the bed and placing himself on top of me.

“Oh...that is so cruel!”

He slid lower, laughed and licked my neck from my jaw to the collar bone, biting at my skin as his hands were teasing my nipples, rolling both at the same time between his fingers, twisting and pulling. I moaned and press his head to my chest, ruffling his hair. He rolled his tongue on my nipple and blew air over the wet skin, my body answered with shivers of desire.

“James...teaser...I want you back in me...please...”

“Not yet...” He smiled against my skin.

He switched to other nipple, repeating what he just did with it's twin. I felt his hardness pressing into my thigh and I tried to shift my body under his weight, but he backed out. I managed to get hold of his cock with my hand, and started to stroke it slow. He moaned and press into my hand, loosing control of over his body.

“You're mine now.” I rolled him off, positioning myself on top.

“My turn to tease you...” I traced small bites on his chest, slowly sliding lower. He gasped and pushed my head lower to his stomach. I lowered my face to a swollen glistening tip, tasting pre-cum and twisted my tongue around it, blowing on his skin. He twitched, pulling on my hair.

“Uh... yes... take it...” His voice became hoarse, breathing deepened.

I moved my tongue lower, sucked his skin at the base, moving up and pulling the skin with my lips, his grip on my hair got tighter. I moved down again without releasing suction.

“Angel... fuck... don't tease me... I can't... please...”

I released his skin, moving my lips back up, and as soon as they crowned his leaking tip he pushed me onto his shaft, entering my mouth with a growl and raising his hips up.

“Oh... God... baby...”

I sucked him in, twisting my tongue along his engorged flesh, and his words came in a gasps.

“Oh... fuck... you are... so good.... at that...”

I pulled up, only to slide down and matching the movements of his hips in a slow pace he'd set. I looked up to meet his eyes, bleary with pleasure, watching me, and his mouth slightly open, gasping for air with every slow thrust.

His moves increased in speed, hands pushing my head down every time I went up and as I was drowning in increased pleasure of watching him enjoy my mouth he breathed out.

“If you... mmnn... continue that... you'll miss your... uh... ride...”

He slowed down and almost unwillingly stopped. Pushing me onto my back, he stood up on his knees between my parted legs and firmly grip my hips, pulling my body up to him, raising my hips to his groin. His cock slid inside me, sending ripples of fire through my blood.

“Oh... James!” I pushed my hips up and he pulled out before slamming deeper with the next move.

“Oh... fuck...” His head dropped back as he started moving in me with rough deep thrusts, my moans increased his speed. I felt a wave of heat splashing in my groin and with his next thrust my orgasm shook my body, bringing my loud growl.

“Oh... yes...”

He pulled me to him, gazing into my eyes while the last spasms of my body clenched around his cock. I twitched one last time before collapsing on his shoulder.

“I love to watch you come...” His lips found mine, starting a wild tongue dance, sending fiery ripples through my skin. His hands returned to my tits, caressing and I shivered with new wave of pressure building up in my groin. He felt that, released my lips and pulled out, turning me in his strong arm and placing me on my hands and knees.

“Now for the ride...” His hand moved to my hair, and he gripped fistful, wrapping it around his wrist. Other hand slid on my back, pushing me forward and as I lowered myself on my elbows, his hand moved to my hip, firmly gripping it. He roughly pushed himself in me, pulling on my hair and started to move with fast and deep thrusts.

“Oh... yes... baby... fuck...” His loud voice resonated in the room as he increased his movements. Our breathing and moans filled the air and he released my hair, now pulling my hips with both hands and moving faster, breathing out my name with loud gasps. I pushed back in sink with his pace, feeling him grow bigger inside of me and that quickly pushed me over the edge.

“James... uh... yes... fuck me harder...” I bent my back, feeling another wave of a peak approaching fast.

He sped up, ramming deep into me with a loud growl and I felt my orgasm reaching my pelvis, bringing my muscles into a series of spasms.

“Mnnhh... baby!” I cried out my release and his voice joined mine as I felt his seed spilling inside of me.

“Angel.... oh fuck... mmmnnhh...” He pushed in with few last thrusts, before collapsing on the bed, and pulling me with him.

We lay side by side, catching our breath, lightheaded, dazed, both grinning ear to ear. As out breathing slowed down, he pulled me to him, wrapping his arms around me. And I smiled, snuggling to the crease of is neck, breathing in his smell. I felt his heart beating in his chest, his calloused fingers drawing tingling lines of warmth on my skin and sighed.

“I could stay like this forever... I feel so safe in your arms...”





(James' POV)



I felt so serene, satisfied, happy...eternally happy. I pulled my wife closer, my fingers ran through her hair, my lips touched her head and I breathed in her smell. I love her smell, love this unruly, main of her hair... My finger slid on her forehead, slowly moving lower. I love that small scar on her eyebrow, that makes it break in the middle, barely noticeable. I love her amazing green eyes, that always darken to stormy oceans when she's exited... I love to see them calling me, burning with desire, I love when she lowers her head and looks up at me, there is something so wild in that look, dangerously seductive and absolutely bewitching...

I love her perfect nose, love her lips, those full, luscious, sensual lips... I love to kiss them, feel them hungry for me.... love how puffy they look after sex... love to see them smile... her smile always makes me feel happy... makes me smile back, makes my heart beat faster... I love her long neck, love when she throws her head back while laughing... I love her laugh, so truthful, so beautiful... My fingers slid on her shoulder and my eyes followed them. I love her battery skin, so soft... so silky... I love to feel it with my lips...

My hand traveled to her her arm. I love her loving arms, love when she wraps them around me... I love her hands...love when her fingers play with my hair... My hand reached to her's and my thumb circled on her palm, and I pull it to my lips. Angel giggled, turning her head and softly kissing my neck, and a wave of warmth danced over my body. God, I love when she does that...

She moved closer, moving her arm on top of me and her breasts pressed to my chest, making me softly moan. I love her tits... love to see them bounce when she rides me, love to feel her nipples harden under my touch... My hand moved to her waist, moving lower and I breathed in. I love this curve in her waist and that perfect ass.... God I love her ass. I felt my fingers gripping to her flesh and she giggled again, biting my skin. Her knee moved on my legs, traveling up and my hand pulled it on top of my stomach, caressing hes skin. I love her legs, those long, never ending, amazing legs...

I love her... I love her so much. I'm in love with my own wife... to think, back in eighty-six, I wouldn't even dream of this, and now... so many years later, I'm still in love with her... and she's mine...

The noise behind the door broke the strings of my thoughts. Some couple was arguing as they passed by our door and I smiled. We never do that... we never fought. Of course we had a little arguments now and then, but neither of us ever stood their grounds, we simple treasured our time together too much to spend it in arguing...

My eyes caught light movement and I looked at the balcony door where a breeze was moving the closed curtains.

“Should we open the blinds?”

“No, leave them close, you never know who's watching.” I felt her body tense up. I remembered how her behavior earlier puzzled me. What is this new thing, with closing the curtains? That's not like my Angel. I mean I know she hates annoying paparazzi as much as all of us, but she never changed her ways and intentionally hid.

“Baby, I don't think that paparazzi can see into our room, we're on the seventh floor.” I smiled, and she raised herself above me, looking into my eyes and releasing a sigh.

“I wish it was paparazzi...”

“Who else?” My smile vanished off my face when I saw worry in her eyes. “Baby, what is it? Tell me.”

“James, I think I've got a stalker...” She sighed and lowered her face on my chest.

“Wait... you serious? How do you know? Has something happened?” I pulled her back up, reading her face and feeling a wave of fear for her raising in my body.

“I just felt someone watching me... it's been happening since Hawaii... maybe it's just my imagination...”

“Why didn't you tell me that before?” Peaceful serenity was gone, replaced by anger. Anger that some one makes my wife to feel this way.

“I wasn't sure...didn't want to worry you...but now...I feel it almost everyday...”

I felt wave of anger splashing in my head with fear, fear that I can't protect her from this feeling. No one makes my wife feel this way. No one. I felt my jaw clinch.

“I'll kill him.”



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Ho...ly...fu...uck... :drool

Cold shower, here I come. :biggrin

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Cold shower... please...
Oh my gaaawd.
That was fuuucking hot.
Lion James turned back into Guard Dog James at the end being all protective.
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“Now for the ride...”

Oh yes, James !! :drool :drool :drool :bed:

I need a cigarette (and I don't even smoke) and a cold shower now !!
That was a great ride...
And about that stalker... go James !!!!
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This is the hottest story ever! :drool
Thank you! :heart:
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Woooooooooooo that was so sensual at the beginning and so FUCKIN HOT after that !!! Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiide...... *uncontrollable drooling*

OVERLOAD. :bed: :bed: :bed:

(I'm still alive, you can continue eh ! :biggrin)
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Love your comments girls!
Thanks!!!
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XVII. Blackened.




(James' POV)




Angel's mother had gone back to London before we moved our tour to Canada and now it was only three of us. My family. I asked Angel over and over again about her stalker, but she said that she hadn't felt anyone following her anymore. Still, every time we were out I kept my eyes on the people around us. Anyone who's eyes stayed on my wife longer that usual, received a glare from me.

The last gig was on, Angel and Kat were sitting on the side of the stage, in the little pit with roadies, and I smiled at her as the first notes of the Fade to Black, came from under my fingers. That song written before I met her, but it's so accurately expressed what I felt when I thought I'd lost my baby in the bus accident, it had a new meaning for me now.

I turned back to the 'kids' feeling their energy, seen many familiar from previous gigs faces and smiled. One face in the crowd caught my attention, he wasn't looking at me, wasn't headbanging with music, his eyes were set on something on the side of the stage. The lights started to flicker and for a second I lost him in the sea of faces, but when the lights stopped moving I found him again, still looking in the same direction. I followed his gaze, no one was on that side of the stage, Kirk had moved to the right of me, Jason was in the back by Lars. What the fuck asshole! What the fuck are you looking at?

I tried to adjust the angle and find what the hell was so interesting on that side of the stage and a cold flush burst through my body when I saw Angel's face just above the stage. That dickhead was staring at my wife! You fuckturd!

The song continued as I was watching him, trying to burn him to a crisp with my eyes, my insides were boiling with anger. You fucker! Stop looking at her or I'll jump of the stage and break your fucking neck! Stop staring at her! He didn't move, didn't even blinked. What the fuck! A thought cut across my mind, bringing cold shivers. Stalker! He's the stalker! You are fucking dead! You are sooo fucking dead! Leave her alone! I stepped to my right, trying to block her from his view and a sudden bright flash burned my skin.

I closed my eyes on instinct, when crushing pain bend my body in half and strong smell of burning flesh hit my nose, turning my stomach. There was unbelievable burning pain on my left side, I looked down. Flames were coming from my clothes and my guitar. Fuck!

“James!!!” Multiple loud screams filled the air. People were running to me from the sides of the stage, like in a slow motion movie. I stepped back, trying to get away from the fire, and saw Angel standing up with a white face, holding Kat close to her and covering my daughter's eyes with her hand. I tried to walk to them, but my knees weakened, my mind felt numb, unable to process so much pain. I saw the stage floor coming at me in a weird angle before dark fog filled all around me...



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“James! Say something! Please baby!” Angel's cries brought me back from the blackness.

“Angel...” My mind didn't registered my voice... did I say it?

Pain, sharp pain... dizziness... pain... Loud voices above me.

“Trauma room nine! Page burn unit! Ten of Morphine. Central line kit! Miss Hetfield, you can't come with him, please! Let us do our job.”

I looked in the direction of that voice and my movement brought another wave of sharp pain, my head felt heavy. Flashing lights moved... floating above me... white lights... bright white lights...

”Angel...”



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