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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 (66,495 Views)
elena
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That was so sweet! :wub: They are so in love....the basterd can't change that. :angry
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Kimmi
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Aww... that was sweet. :heart:
Although, James in a hospital "dress" makes me grin devilishly... :biggrin :drool
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namenlos
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Whatever happens next, they definitely need to contact authorities and get this fucking creep behind bars. :angry
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MetalSanta
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Aaaaaaaww you were right, hunny ! These 2 updates really entertained me from my exhausting amount of work ! :heart:

Luved it ! The first one was quick and intense (:biggrin) and the last one was poignancy !

Continue the good work, you've done well til now !!! :) :)
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Olyamet
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Feb 28 2010, 01:27 PM
I loved how he went from 'Oooh, touch *horny* sex nao!' to 'Sweetie no... *lovely hubby*' in a split second :heart:

Well...the chapter is not over...yet...hehehe...and trust me he is still horny! :biggrin
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Mar 1 2010, 09:40 PM
Well...the chapter is not over...yet...hehehe...and trust me he is still horny! :biggrin

Wooo yeah!
*anticipatory helmet... check*
:biggrin :tu:
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Olyamet
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^^^ hehehe you know it!

I love all the comments girls!


More?


Okay, more!











(Angel's POV)





Everything that happened this evening ran through my mind, thoughts jumped over each other. Should I call the police? No it's too late, Chris is gone and I threw the evidence away... plus it's all going to get to the news... no. This is the last thing James needs right now. No... I need to call Clyde, our security head, then Bruce, then Mike. Then contact my lawyer. Maybe the lawyer first...

All those events stirred up my mind, but they also brought relief. Yes, relief. Now I wasn't fearing some unknown stalker. I knew who I owe many ruined by creepy feeling of being watch days. I knew my stalker and I wasn't afraid anymore. I let myself relax and tried to push all of it out of my head. James is what important right now and nothing else. James...

He was still holding me in his arms, his hand was gliding over my hair, his slow breathing calmed my nerves and I felt a little guilty. I'd said no... for the first time since we'd been together, I said no... Come on... poor guy went through all this and now finally feels better, and I'm an emotional mess. What the fuck is wrong with me? I will not let that perv get to me!

I remembered him trying to cheer me up, him standing in that gown, turning. My hands on his bare skin, his naughty smile. I reached to his neck, kissing it and he pressed me closer, answering with a kiss on my head. I nibbled on his skin and he murmured my name tightening his grip. I smiled and whispered against his skin.

“You sure you feel better? Your arms don't hurt?” I raised my head, looking into his eyes.

“Just a little...” He smiled back at me.

“You want me to kiss where it hurts, make it better?” I bit his neck a little stronger and he purred.

“Please do...”

I held his left arm and laid small kisses from his fingers all the way to his shoulder.

“Much better...” He moved my hair from my face, pulling me in for a tender kiss. His tongue dance around my lips, sliding inside to meet mine, eager to response. I bit his lip and smiled, pulling back.

“This arm too?” I repeated the process on his right arm, sucking on the open skin beyond the bandages on the upper part. “Anything else hurt?”

His lips slid into a wicked grin. “Lower... you know after that thing that nurse removed from my dick... it hurts a lot... worse than my arms...”

“Oh... you poor thing...” I whispered smiling against his skin.

“Uha... it hurts...” The tone of his voice made me laugh and I slid lower on his body, tugging his gown up.

“James... we're going to get caught...” I whispered, moving my lips up his thigh as my hands crawled higher, reaching his already hardening flesh, and he moaned in respond.

“Mnh... it wouldn't be the first time...” My lips caught up with my hand and his cock jumped to my lips, hardening fully. James pushed my head with his hand and released another moan.

“Mmmmnnn... oh yes...” His voice came out horse and loud and I smiled whispering just above his tip.

“Ssshhhhh...try to be quiet baby...” I locked my fingers around his erection, crowning my lips on his flesh and he pressed his head into the pillow and curved his body to me with another moan that sounded a little muffled.

I looked up and saw James try to hold it by biting into the bandages on his hand. My lips slid lower and he immediately pushed into my mouth with a growl. His hand pushed on my head and his lips parted, eyes darkened with pleasure gazing at me. Okay... I hope all the people around us in deep sleep. There is no chance in hell to quiet that tremendous voice of his.

I kept working on his rod, and soon felt my own body shiver with urge. Fuck it... so what, if we'll get caught? We're married and this is our room. I let go of him and stood up on my knees quickly pulling the zipper on my pants down.

“Oh baby... yes...” James growled, ripping his gown off.



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MetalSanta
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Aaaaaaaaaaoooooooooh !!! lol
Hehe it sounded so sweet in the beginning and it became so fuckin sexual... And what if they'd got caught ??? :P
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namenlos
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Oh... my... GOD!!! :drool
James is such a naughty boy... hehehe... :biggrin
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mishmash
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hehehe.

naughty naughty naughty... i like it. lol :P
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Oh Hell
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Oh god James you naughty, bad, bad man...
Fucking in the hospital?
LOL but, god hot...
:drool :drool
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Kimmi
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Wohooo !! :nanner4:
Go and get it, girl ! :drool :drool :drool
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elena
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HOT!HOT!HOT! :drool :drool
I love this fiction! :heart:
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Thanks for all the comments girls!
And thank you for liking this story!
Love you all!
:heart: :heart: :heart:


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(continue of Ange's POV)




Two days later, the doctors gave us great news, we were free to go home! Now all James needed was physical therapy and a daily change of bandages, with some medications applied to his burns. I spend a few hours on the phone, setting everything up. Thankfully Kirk already found a guy who did wonders with muscles and all I needed to do is call to make it official. Bandages and medications I left for myself, God knows I watched every dressing change in the hospital. After that part was done I called everyone with the news and everyone came over, impatiently gathering in the waiting room.

My Mom brought James' clothes, since I refused to leave his sight even for a second, remembering what happened a few days ago. My lawyer was already working on the restraining order, but until it was done, I was afraid that Chris may try again. Better be safe.

Everyone was waiting for me to help James dress. I opened the bag and laid everything on the bed, this would be fun... I was used to undressing him, not dressing... so... I turned back to James, he had already managed to pull his gown down and was standing in front of me absolutely naked, with an evil half smile on his face. Okay...

I glanced at his body, fighting the desire to kiss his strong chest, arms... neck... stomach... and... Stop it! I ordered myself to stop ogling his body, but eyes disobey, sliding down. Oh God... he looked so hot... even with burns... soooo... Stop it! Now concentrate! Where was I? Clothes go on... right... I looked back at James' face, and he played his eyebrows at me, grinning. Oh you little! Sooo not helping!

Okay, so... I picked up his underwear and lowered myself in front of him, his hand immediately land on my head, eyebrow rose up, frisky, devilish sparkles jumped in his eyes.

“Oh Baby...”

“James! Stop it! Pick up your foot!”

“Okay, okay...” He let me pull his underwear over one foot and then raised the other and I pulled it up, straggling a bit at the top, not sure if I have to push his dick down or let it be up. How does it usually goes in? This is so weird that I have no idea... usually I'm taking them off... I pulled the undies higher, and he cackled.

“Watch the jewels, hunny.”

I tagged it a bit lower. Now this is familiar motion. Dooown. Stop it!

“Does it feel right?”

“Mmmnnn... I can so get used to this... feels so much better when you do it...” He pressed my hands to his groin.

“James, stop it! Everyone's waiting.” I took his jeans into my hands and his smile grew wider.

“Will you do it every day?”

“Yes baby, till your hands feel better, I'll dress you... and undress you.” The undressing part will be so much faster... My hands slid the jeans up on his long legs and he when I pull them over his ass he smiled.

“Promise?”

“Unless you want me to hire a nurse...” I looked into his eyes, slowly pulling the zipper up. Again... weird... up.. not down... Why is this so hard to do? I have no problem opening it... fuck... stop it... not now... My husband smiled.

“That's not a bad idea... a cute nurse... or two... ouch!” I pulled the zipper deliberately rough with a yank.

“Sorry...” I tried to hide a smile, working the button on his pants.

“Okay... no nurses...” He pouted. “You never let me have any fun...” I felt a small pin in my heart... fun... he used to have too much fun, before me...

“James... do you ever miss that? You know... never ending sex with different groupies... shower parties with multiple women washing you...” I took his shirt off the bed, trying not to look at his eyes. “Do you feel.. bored with a same woman in your bed everyday? You know you can... when you're on tour...”

He placed his finger on my lips to silence me, then tilted my face up to him, looking deep into my eyes.

“Angel... I'll never get bored with you! You're the one for me... and I'll admit to having dirty thoughts now and then... or just fucking blabbering some shit without thinking... I'm just a guy... but I'll never do anything to hurt you! All that is in the past... and I thank God for you in my life.” He pulled me to his lips, embracing me in his arms. “I love you.”

“I love you more!” I ran my hands up his back and over his shoulders, our bodies got closer and lips found lips when a loud knock on the door made James slowly let me go.

“I can't wait till we get home...” He slid his hands into the t-shirt that I was holding in front of him.

“I can't wait till evening... when we're alone...” I pulled his shirt over his head and turned to the door.

“Come in...”

“Here is your ride Mr. Hetfield.” A young nurse with a beautiful smile walked in rolling a wheelchair in front of her.

I looked at James' expression and couldn't help but laugh.

“No fucking way!” James walked to the door, ignoring the wheelchair.

“But... Mister Hetfield... this is out policy... you have to.. you can't just walk out...” The young girl looked at me with a plea. “Misses Hetfield, he can't just walk out...”

“Sorry hun... don't look at me, I can't make him...”

“Daddy!” Little Kat ran through the open door and an evil plan appeared in my mind.

“Kitty, do you want to ride in the wheelchair with Daddy?”

James turned and squinted his eyes at me.

“Oh.. that is so not fair! Pulling out the heavy artillery...”

“Oh cool! Daddy, would you let me? Please?” Kat jumped by the wheelchair, exited and I saw James face soften.

“Sure Kitten.”

I knew it would work! The nurse gratefully smiled at me and rolled the chair closer to my husband.

He sit down, pulling our little daughter into his lap and turning to me with a wicked smile.

“What you'd say, we let Mommy push us all the way to the car?”



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Oh, these two are so cute together! :D

[fantasy]If you want an experienced nurse James, I'm your gal. 10 years of experience. You won't be disappointed.[/fantasy] :biggrin :biggrin :biggrin
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