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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 (66,491 Views)
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James, it sucks buddy, not to have a guitar in your, hmm..case. Good luck with that! :lol:

More, please? :heart:
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Ok, as promised, the rest!
Love you all!!! And your comments!
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(Angel's POV)




The little backstage encounter with James got me feeling a bit horny. Oh, who am I kidding? Very horny! Thank God I'm a girl, so no one could see just how turned on I was. There he was, shirtless, tight black pants and that voice! I felt my lower stomach pulsating.

Okay, snap out of it! The hard part of the song is coming! Hard... coming... shit! Think of music! Why is it so fucking hot in here! Okay... here it is!

I moved closer to Lars, our eyes locked and he gave me an encouraging smile. I'm ready when you are! My hand moved in unison with his foot in fast hammering beats. This part is so powerful, James is a genius!

Sad But True and Of Wolf And Man were done and I came down a bit, trying not to stare at James' body. Next was Nothing Else Matters and I finally got to play a real solo, rhythm guitar is good, but I was feeling a bit out of place.

Kirk and Jason both sat down on the steps on the right side of the snake pit and I took my seat on the left, starting the first notes of the solo. James slowly walked to me and sat by me. He raised his mic, looking into my eyes.

“So close no matter how far, couldn't be much more from the heart, forever trusting who we are and nothing else matters.” His voice was soft and my heart sung with him as he continued.

“I never opened myself this way. Life is ours, we live it our way. All these words I don't just say, and nothing else matters.” His eyes were gazing into mine and for a moment I got lost in his mesmerizing deep blues. This was so different from the times he'd sung this song to me at home.

This was out in the open, a confession of his love in front of hundreds of people. I felt a lump growing in my throat and, feeling overwhelmed, I turned slightly to the side and rested the back of my head on his strong shoulder. Just don't start crying...






(James' POV)




After Nothing there came Whiplash, and Angel was playing my old white flying V. I was still feeling a bit sentimental, but it all flew out of the window, pushing me right back to extremely horny, when she raised her leg on the speaker and moved the guitar so corners of V pressed over her thigh. One of the tips pushed between her legs and I grunted.

Fuuuckkk! She has no idea how sexy that was, just shredding away. I needed to sing... when... had I missed it? I listened closer, no, I hadn't, here it comes! I got through the song, growling a bit more than usual. She was killing me! I needed to hold on for the two last songs...

“Okay, this is the fucking part where we sing a cover song, and it's another surprise! Iron Maiden's Remember Tomorrow!”

I looked back at Angel and she had wide smile as she took her guitar from the tech. She looked so happy to see it that for the second I thought she would kiss it. Yep I knew the feeling... there is nothing like your own guitar.

She followed Lars' drums, hey those two got it working pretty well! Now I have to pay attention and don't fuck up, she did it for me, not one lost or wrong note, my turn.

“Unchain the colors before my eyes, yesterday's sorrows, tomorrow's white lies. Scan the horizon, the clouds take me higher, I shall return from out the fire!” I growled out. Not so bad, I'm not Bruce, but it sounded good.

After the second verse Angel burst into her solo, her body bent back. Wow, I could feel the difference in her playing. This was her soul speaking through her guitar. She was lost in her music, she was one with her guitar. The slow part followed and she tilted her head back, her hair swept back, revealing her neck, her lips parted... oh... that expression... I knew it so well... Fuck... My pants felt tighter. Shit! You knew she would do that, why the fuck did you look? God I just want to... I swallowed. Sing! Fucking sing! I turned to the mic ripping it form the stand, screaming out words and walking to Lars' drums.

As I turned to see if any of the guys had noticed anything in my state I saw Kirk busy looking down at his fingers. I smirked, yeah, it's hard to play someone else's rhythm part isn't it? Jason was standing with his face turned to Angel and... wait... what the... was he staring at her? Did he just sigh? What the fuck? I'll deal with him later... need to finish the show. I finished the last verse and looked over the crowd.

“You want one more?”

“Yes!!!”

“No!”

“Yes!!!”

“No!”

“Yes!!!”

“Okay, okay, one more! But you have to fucking scream, just a few words. Seek... and... Destroy!!!”






(Angel's POV)




James went down from the stage, moving closer to the rails. I walked to the edge and placed one leg on the speaker, just a habit from my gigs, I did this all the time with Steve. To my surprise Jason joined me from the left and I smiled at him. I knew they didn't do this on their shows, so I gave Jason a smile, mouthing 'thanks' at him, he smiled back and gave a 'welcome'.

I looked back at James and at that moment some girl in front of him flashed her tits at him, jumping up and down as he passed by her. I felt hot flash of anger. You fucking bitch! I'm standing right fucking here! I tensed up, as James turned her way, but he pressed the mic to some shirtless dude, letting him scream 'seek and destroy,' and completely ignoring the whore. Thank you, baby.

It never bothered me at my gigs, I've seen girls do that all the time, but this was different. This bitch knew that I was his wife, what the fuck? Ohhhh! I just wanted to jump down and smash her face in! Chill... be the bigger person and just let it go...don't even look at her... she doesn't deserve your attention.

I turned back to Jason and he looked at me with an apologetic smile on his face, that event obviously made him uncomfortable. I whisper.

“It's okay.”






(James' POV)




After the last song was over, we said our thanks to the fans, threw some picks into the crowd, and stepped off the stage. Lars got held up doing his usual teasing with his drumsticks. I pulled the guitar off Angel and pulled her to me, whispering into her ear.

“Baby, thank you for doing it! You where great!”

She kissed my cheek.

“You welcome! I did enjoy it!” Her hands slid to my waist and she tucked her thumbs into my jeans. Oooh... the show was over... oh yeah!

“I miss that! Remember when we tour together?” My lips traced bites on her neck.

“Are we waiting till we get to hotel, or do you have a place in mind?” Her hand brushed over my groin and she kissed my neck with a light moan.

“A place... Uh... we needed a place now...” I looked around. Lots of doors...

Lars pulled Angel out of my arms and gave her a hug, kissing her cheek.

“That was focking great!”

Kirk giggled. “Watch it Lars, James'll hurt you! Angel it was a pleasure! Oh, what the hell...” He joined Lars, hugging and kissing her on the other cheek.

“Thanks guys! It was something!” Angel's face lit up with a big smile.

Jason stepped closer. “One hell of a show!”

I bet it was for you... I remembered what I saw on stage and glared at him, feeling very possessive.

“Okay, okay, I think she feels thanked enough... don't you all have a shower to take...” I pulled her back to me, whispering into her ear.

“Where were we? Oh yes... a place. That door on the left looks inviting...”



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Oh Hell
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Being female definitely has its advantages. We smile and blush, they 'grow'.
The NEM part was suuuuper sweet. I can kinda imagine that.
And Jason... wanna go dig your grave yourself?
Or do you need a hand?
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Whoa, that was intense! :nanner: I loved the sweetness of James singing NEM to Angel, that was beautiful. :heart:

But now, I think it's backstage horny time! :biggrin
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Kimmi
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Dammit Jason! You're in trouble now. :unsure:
Thanks for the update, Olya !
I feel hot stuff coming next... :drool
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elena
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Thank you Olya! :horns:
Jason,stop being a jerk! :rolleyes:
And like Kimmi said,hot stuff must coming... :drool
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I've been following this story for awhile now before deciding to finally join the forum...I have to say, great story! Can't wait for more! :)
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Olya, you made me an addict in Met fanfics with your "Dark Highway",and now I can't stop reading this one! Girl, you rock! :horns2

I just loved! :wink :drool :drool
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Jäger.....

Cool, a new readers!
Thank you girls for reading my story.
Love you all!
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Here is more!













(Angel's POV)




James pushed me to a door that he'd chosen, walking behind me and holding on close to my hips with both hands. I could feel him press me to his growing hardness and my blood burst in flames of urge. I turned to him, feeling very thirsty for his lips and he grasped my lips with his as if he was waiting for it forever. My hand groped at the wall, blindly looking for the door handle until I finally found it and opened it, pulling my husband in.

Lips continue fiery dance as he tugged my shirt up, sliding one of his hands up my back and groping my ass with the other. Our tongues were twisting together and my hands were working on his pants when suddenly multiple flashes lit the room. James let go of my lips and looked behind me.

“Shit...” He quickly pulled my shirt down, and moved his hands to my waist.

I turned my head and saw the room was full of people, all looking at us, a few photographers were happily snapping pictures. I hid my face in James' bare chest and giggled.

“I don't think you can chase all of them out...”

“I better not fucking see those pictures anywhere!” James backed out of the room, holding me in front of him to cover his bulge. We closed the door, looked at each other, and burst in laughter.

“At least I didn't pull your pants off yet...” James looked at me with his catty smile.

“And I didn't pull anything out of yours...” I ran my finger over his chest and down to his waistband.

“We need to find a better... um... empty room...” His lips returned to my neck as his hands slid south from my waist.

“And look inside first.” I whispered.

“Good idea.” He moved on to the next door, peeked inside and quickly closed it.

“No luck... let's see what's behind door number three...”

We checked out a few more rooms, finding people in all of them, the last door was a dressing room. I looked at James with a wicked smile.

“I think we just have to wait our turn in the shower... just you and... your groupie, washing you...”

“Mmmmnnn...” He bit his lip and closed his eyes. “I haven't had a groupie in the shower for a very long time...”

I gasped and shoved my fist under his rib. “Only in the shower?” He laughed and pulled me to him.

“I meant to say I haven't been with a groupie for a very long time.”

“Will you give me your autograph? I'd love to have it right... here.” I pulled his hand to my ass and placed it on the left cheek.

“What should I write?” He quirked his eyebrow and lightly rubbed the desirable signature spot, squeezing it.

“Just write 'James' girl.' Do you have a marker on you?”

“Oh... for that I'll find one! Let me see how soon the guys will be done.” He opened the dressing room door, pressing my head to his chest and I heard Lars' voice.

“Well, that was focking quick.”

“Shut the fuck up Ulrich, I'm just checking if you guys are done and it's our turn.”

“Couldn't find a place?” Kirk's giggled and I smiled into my husband's skin, pushing my leg between his.

James grunt and smirk. “Something like that...”

“Why don't you just go back to the focking hotel, you pervs.” Lars laughed and I turned, covering my eyes with my hand.

“Oh come on guys! I promised James I'd be his groupie...”

“Dammit Angel, don't put that image in my head! I've seen him with groupies... shit... too late, it's in my head.” I almost opened my eyes to see James' face expression.

“I can fucking slap it out!” I heard his growl and he stepped forward, pulling me with him into the room.

“Just kidding! Anyway I'm done, Jason too, Lars is the only one you have to wait on, and Angel, you can look, we're dressed for the most part...” Kirk laughed.

I lowered my hand off my eyes, looking at James.

“Is he kidding about that too? Don't want to see any dangling body parts...”

James' eyes scanned the room. “Lars is still in his fucking underwear, the others have almost zipped pants on.”

“So nothing I've never seen before?” I let go of James and turned.

An evil plan flourished in my mind and I walked to the shower cabin with a screen around it, my personal and the only request I always had for my gigs. James stopped for a second, watching me step behind the screen and I peeked my head out.

“Care to join me?” He smiled at me and slowly started opening his pants, I laughed and hid behind the screen.

I loved my invention, it took some time to figure out how to take a shower after the show in the same room with boys and this was a perfect solution. I don't see them, they don't see me. I quickly slipped my tee off and hung in on the screen, pants soon joining the tee. I tucked my panties into my shoe and folded my bra, hiding it under my shirt on the screen.

I just started to play with water, getting it to a comfortable temperature when James stepped into my private dressing area, holding a towel in front of his naked body.

I took the towel from his hands and pulled him under water as he wrapped his arms around me. Our lips found each other and he released a soft moan.

“Guys, we better don't focking hear any moans from over there!” Lars' loud voice made me let go of James' lips and smile. Kirk's voice joined Lars', giggling from a distance.

“Yeah, that would sooo not help to get the picture out of my head.”

I lathered soap on my body and turned to James, slowly rubbing my body against his. He ran his hands on my sides, slowly moving them to my breasts. When his fingers reached my nipples I bit my lip, trying my best to hold the moan. He lowered his lips to my ear.

“Shhhhh....”

He pushed me under the water, caressing my body. Streams of water increased my sensations, it was like his hands were everywhere at the same time. I gasped but he whispered another “shhh” in my ear. Oh... God.. it was so hard to be quiet. Hard... I felt his shaft pushing against my lower stomach. Okay baby, let's see how you can handle this...

I smiled and slowly went down, kissing my way to his extended flesh and crowned his cock with my lips. His body move forward to me and I took him all the way inside of my mouth, slowly pulling back. His hands grabbed at the wall, lips parted and I let him go, placing a finger against my lips in a silencing gesture. He bit his lip, pressing on the back of my head and I gladly obeyed his will, sucking him deeper, working my way on his length. I saw his lips move into 'o', hands grip into my hair, eyes burning in need. Then he bit into his lower lip, bracing himself on the wall visibly fighting the strong urge to vocalize his pleasure.

Hehehe. Hard isn't it? I'm a bad girl... but it's sooo nice to torture him like this. Sweet, sweet torture... I speed up, feeling him buckling his hips against me, my hands grip to his hips, pulling him closer. I could feel him pulsating in me and could see how much he was struggling to keep quiet.

A few minutes later I started to feel my own body respond with shivers of fire when I saw him tilt his head back and open his mouth. I thought he would lose it any moment, giving into the overwhelming feeling, when Kirk's shy voice intruded from behind the curtain.

“Um... guys... we are leaving... So you can relax... just give us a few seconds, before you... um... you can hear me... right?” James' body tensed up, his cock grew bigger with the next few deep thrusts and he burst his seed into my mouth with loud growl.

“Mnn...Yes!” His voice resonated in the small space like thunder and I felt him shake in my arms.

Kirk's voice answered. “Okay then, see you at the bar!”

I drained every last drop of him before letting him go. We heard the door open and close and James pulled me up, wrapping his arms around me and breathed out.

“Thank God... Kirk's question came at the right time... I can't believe you.. such a bad girl!”

“I hope you enjoyed it, I sure did. It was my pleasure to see you fight your body... hehe.”

“But what about you?” He tilted my face to him.

“Awww... how sweet, you want to make your groupie feel better...” I giggled and he smiled back at me.

“Right, a groupie! Where is my marker? I'd love to sign your ass!”



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That was hot. And I'd pay top dollar to see James slap an idea out of any of the guys heads (especially if it was Lars! XD)
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Thank you !!
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Man, that was sooo hot. :drool :drool :drool
Angel is such a bad girl indeed. :lol: :lol:

Thanks, Olya! :heart:
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That was sooooooooo hot! :drool :drool
Angel is a bad girl but James own her with some pleasure. :wink
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That was sooooooooo hot! :drool  :drool
Angel is a bad girl but James own her with some pleasure. :wink

And he will pay back, but not in this chapter...hehehe :biggrin
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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWESOME !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I love those rock'n'roll gigs atmospheres !!! And backstage !!!
That was awesome, all thoses different POV's, great idea, really !!!

:horns: :D :horns2 :heart:
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