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| Suddenly You; Secret Santa for !JaceyNewkid! (Het/Smut) Jason/OFC - Lars/OFC | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: December 25, 2012, 1:49 am (238 Views) | |
| CarpeDiemBaby | December 25, 2012, 1:49 am Post #1 |
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Hello Sharni! This story is a bit long, so I'll post it divided xD I had a lot of fun writing it because I know you love Jason! Hope you like it! Merry Christmas! Suddenly You (Jason/OFC – Lars/OFC) Chapter 1 1986 I know all about you. Your childhood days. Your mom and dad. Your pretty face… ~ Mean Mistreated "I need to pee" Lars announced and kicked James's leg underneath the table. "Ouch!" groaned James pissed off, as he looked at Lars that was by his side, Lars's gaze spoke by itself. James understood the message, "Oh, yeah me too" "We'll come back in a sec, you can order more of that buffalo stew sandwich or another beer," Lars said. The guy nodded, "Thanks, buddy," he muttered as he saw how the two guys disappeared behind the bathroom's door. Lars walked straight to the urinal and unzipped his black tight jeans, "Fock, this feels great..." Lars blubbered as he started to pee. "Pissing feels great? Dude, it sounds like you haven't got any action in days," joked James standing by his side, doing his business too. "Shut the fock up!" spat Lars, "Maybe Missy is not the best one in the sack, but at least I have someone to fock every night." "Never mind, I already had her and I'm sure as hell that I'm not missing the big deal." "Whatever. What do you think about him?" asked Lars. "I don't know, man." James shrugged, "We have been looking for fucking days and I just can't see anybody that fits better." "Yeah, the focker is good..." whispered Lars to himself. "Alright then, he's hired" Just in that moment James turned around himself a bit and pissed on Lars's left leg. The little Dane stepped back horrified, glowering at James. "WHAT THE FOCK IS WRONG WITH YOU, DICK?" yelled Lars, trying to dry his black jeans with toilet paper, "Yuck! This is fucking gross!" James was laughing his ass off, "Thank me that I didn't have a boner!" he couldn't help it, he loved to play heavy jokes on Lars, "Chill out, dude! Now you have a reason to do your laundry" James said with a tight-lipped smile. "Damn you, Hetfield! Always doing stupid shit! Fock! Behave yourself once in a while!" Lars said irritated, then grumbled something inaudible. "Dude, why are you so mad? You have changed a lot since you broke up with... well, with that chick," not even James was able to pronounce her name since Lars forbid it. "What's the matter? It was just a fucking joke!" "Shut up! You know shit about anything!" Lars spat back, "And don't focking talk about that bitch anymore! Can we just get going? We have to tell the guy he's hired." Lars pounced on the door like a whirlwind, leaving a very confused James alone in the bathroom. James knew it had been a bad idea to bring up that chick's name, but he had expected Lars to be over her already. It was a fucking long time ago! James thought. He knew Lars for many years now, and when he broke up with that girl, and, though he had told him that it had been him who dumped her, James always wondered why was he so resented with that fucking bitch? Did the Dane still miss her? Was Lars hiding some shit from him? Nah! The little fucker could be a liar, an arrogant bastard, a fucking stinker in urgent need of a shower, but James knew that Lars wasn't able to hide things from him. They were like brothers. Right? "Fuck it," he muttered and followed him out of the bathroom. He walked with heavy steps to the table, but to his surprise, the dude was alone. No Lars anywhere. "Danish piece of shit..." he whispered, "Where the fuck is Lars?" he spat, sitting in his spot. The guy was startled by James's bad mood and rushed to answer him, almost choking with his beer, "Uh, he left" he said, coughing. "He left?" asked James, wincing at his beer, that was not so cold anymore. "He passed by my side like a hurricane and didn't even noticed me." "Fucker, I'll deal with him later..." James said and made a signal to the waitress to come to their table, "More beer?" The guy nodded, "Thanks." The waitress that approached to the table was a hottie. She had nice tits and a cute ass. Perfect. James glared at her ass, wrapped in a tight and short yellow skirt, "Hey babe, two Heineken, but make sure that are fucking cold, cause I'm fucking hot," he hissed the last words, looking straight to her bulky titties that seem to ask for James's hands to play with them. According to James's mind. "Sure, darling" she said, giving an I'll-fuck-you-later look to James. While the waitress disappeared from their view, the boy's voice snapped James back to the reality. "Wow, buddy! How do you do that?" he said, very impressed of James's skills to get chicks so fast, "I mean, she was eating you with her eyes." The poor boy didn't know how he fed James's ego with those comments, "Well, kiddo, when you're an experimented man as I am, those things are as simple as breathing," he grabbed his, almost empty, beer bottle by the neck, "A toast," he went on, "For my skills" James said amused and sipped his beer. "Cheers!" answered the guy joyfully. "Oh, shit! I almost forgot," James said, cleaning his mouth with the back of his hand, "By the way Jason, you're hired." Meanwhile... Lars parked his car in front of the Metallimansion. A massive headache made his head throb deeply. It hurt so much, that he could barely keep his eyes opened. It was a miracle that he arrived home alive, after one dangerous drive. He staggered straight to the porch, looking for the keys in his pocket in front of the white door. As he came in, he was welcomed by the smell of stale beer, weed and sex, floating in the air. The Metallimansion wasn't a clean place at all and the tons of empty beer cans that were lying on the floor spoke by themselves. "I need an aspirin..." he said to himself as he made his way up the stairs to his bedroom. Lars walked in, not even bothering to close the door, dragging his tiny body to the bed, and let himself fall on it, "Or maybe I just...need...to sleep" he slurred, and without notice, soon he fell in a deep, deep dream… "Nice place for a casual date" she cooed as we stepped into the locale. I saw her eyes surveyed the fancy french restaurant. I was feeling guilty, knowing that I was about to leave to Denmark to record another album, "Wait, I'm not buying this, what did you do?" she asked me and flipped her reddish hair back. I smiled and gently kissed her, "I just wanna spend time with you, babe" The waiter drove us to our table, that was illuminated with little white candles and shit, "La carte, monsieur," he said, giving to each of us a menu, "Would you like something to drink?" "Hmm, yeah, bring us a bottle of Dom Perignon, White Gold Jeroboam." "Good choice, monsieur. I'll be right back" "Wow, so what are we celebrating?" she asked and supported her elbows on the table, leaning towards me. "Emily, do I have to give you a reason why I wanna be alone with you? I took you here just for the hell of it," I answered, kissing her hand. "I thought you had something important to tell me, sweetie,” she exclaimed, stroking my fingers. "That's all." "Actually, there's something... I'll travel o Denmark..." I said, trying to sound natural. "I hate you," she whispered amused. “Let’s hurry over dinner and go to my apartment.” I nodded and in a heartbeat we were at her place. "Wanna a beer?" she asked, already handing me a Coors. Then she sat by my side on the couch. I put my arm around her shoulders, pulling her against me. Emily sighed, "Do you really have to leave? Why don't you record that album here?" "It's not me, babe," I found an excuse as I sipped my beer, "The record label have our asses in their hands." "I'll miss you," she whispered sadly. I raised her chin with the tip of my finger, our green eyes met. My heart melted. "I love you, Lars" she whispered softly. "I love you too, babe" A soft kiss united our lips. Warm feelings danced in my stomach. I was really in love with her. Almost one year with her made me aware of that. In time I actually thought about marrying her, but James was in charge of bringing those thoughts far away with a kick in my ass. I met her accidentally, because she was Kirk’s neighbor in El Sobrante. I was telling her about my day, but it seemed that Emily wasn't paying me any attention, she only stared at my moving lips. I noticed and licked them, just to tease her. She pushed me against the couch, and straddled me. Face to face. She started to move her hips like soft waves, rubbing herself against my groin. “Fuck.” I groaned, and put both hands on her hips, following her movements. I loved her little games, her body, her pretty face, all about her. "I'll take care of you..." she whispered in my ear, sending shivers down my back. Emily kissed my cheek, tracing her way to my mouth. I took her face and kissed her with fury, our tongues interlacing with lust. My skillful hands traveled over her body as she unzipped my jeans. Emily looked deep into my eyes and breathed, "I'll never let you go, I love you, Lars..." "I love you, Lars..." "I love you, Lars..." Her voice sounded like an endless echo. Lars woke up sweating, his heart racing inside his chest, finding himself alone in the dark of his room, still with fully clothed. He curled in a ball, hugging his pillow tightly, staring blindly at the shadows, "Focking nightmare," he scoffed, before falling asleep again. |
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This story is a bit long,
so I'll post it divided xD I had a lot of fun writing it because I know you love Jason!




8:42 PM Jul 10