Metallica slash fic by cobrasnaps
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Written as a gift for loservillealive, as part of 2011's A Very Kinky Rockfic Ficmas Fest. The prompt was 'James Hetfield, Jason Newsted (Metallica): James' voice and/or vocals turn Jason on.'
Should've been kinky, didn't come out that way. I have a temperamental Jason muse.
His first real orgasm happened the first time he saw them live. The minor handjobs and major blowjobs he received during his adolescence didn’t match this—that voice. He was in the middle of the crowd when it happened. Could’ve been friction. Could’ve been an accident. It wasn’t. There was no reason to lie to himself. That voice made him come in his pants.
It almost made him come again, when he met the band in the flesh. When he got into the band. When they made album after album, and he jerked off in the studio late at night, listening to James’s vocal track alone.
That voice did so much to him. That voice he wanted as his.
Jason closed his eyes, listening to the new album.
That voice he still missed.
How can I be lost, if I’ve got nowhere to go…
He settled back into the pillows, his body coming alive—his hands drifting to his crotch and fly.
The song buried his sharp gasp of James.
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I can relate to Jason. Maybe not in deed, but in sentiment at least--it IS a (really) good voice. (And I guess it's difficult to introduce the idea of blasting your former band's music during sex with your current partner. I mean. Kind of an awkward conversation, right?)
cobrasnaps's response: ROFL, now that's another fic to explore. "Uh, Jase, what are you doing? ... Is that Metallica? JASON!"
I feel like this Jason needs cuddles, but I'm not sure why.. Anyway. Thank you!! :3 I enjoyed.
Comment by Allana -
12/25/11 - 12:49PM
I like to think that the reason Metallica never played Loverman live was because of the effect it had on Jason... Nice work, Trinny! Really enjoyed it :D
cobrasnaps's response: With THAT song, I'm sure if it was ever played, James would get mauled by his entire band -- and the crowd too. Massive orgy. *cough* Thanks! :D