Dave Mustaine X Reader - Blog Posts

ngl...i might just post another izzy stradlin one-shot agin because no one really writes for him..what should it be like smut,fluff,angst ? (who else should i write for ?)

Must be quiet

(METALLICAERA!Dave Mustaine X Reader)

Just imagine: you are James’ sister and you promised him to not touch any of the member of his band.

Warnings!: smut, use of alcohol and weed, NON!sober sex, no grammar rechecking because I’m lazy

It was just one of the usual night where your brother James and his friends came over at your place to practice but just end up in them drinking and passing out on the floor. Usually you preferred to smoke over drinking, but that night you just gave in and drank a little more.

It was 2 a.m., James, Lars and Cliff were laying down on the ground, peacefully sleeping while you and Dave were the only ones awake. You decided to go in your room to smoke a joint, so you two would be able to talk without waking up the others, even tho you knew they wouldn’t woke up anyway, you really just wanted some intimacy. You promised your brother to not touch any of his band members, but a couple of months ago you and Dave had some drunk sex and from then on you started to secretly date. You planned to confess that to James, but you thought it was still too soon.

You took a deep drag, feeling the marijuana immediately hit your already alcohol-distorted mind. You never smoke and drank at the same time, and that was the reason why “Jeez, you wanna smoke it? I think it’s better for me to stop.” You snorted, handing him the joint.

Dave chuckled and took one last drag before putting it in the ashtray, clearly tipsy himself. He stared at me for a few seconds before speaking“You’ve been a bitch these days.”.

“What? No that’s not true, what are you talking about?” You asked even tho you knew exactly what he meant.

Dave laughed and landed closer, the smell of alcohol and weed surrounding him strongly “oh yeah, always acting mean and cold when I was around, rushing out of the room as soon as I entered it…” he was getting closer every second it passed, but you were too embarrassed to notice.

“Yeah- I mean no, no it’s not true! It’s because of James- I mean I think his suspecting something… jeez I drank too much I think I’m drunk..” i sight until I felt Dave’s hand on my thighs, making me quickly look at him again

“Well I am too” he said nonchalantly, caressing my thigh teasingly, climbing with his hand and getting closer to your panties.

“Dave what are you doing?! James is out there!” You whispered pointing at the closed door. Dave just laugh it off and said: “we’ll be quite.” And then he just smashed his lips over yours once again.

You didn’t know if it was because of the alcohol or just because of the feelings you kept hidden deep down all the time because of James, but when you returned the kiss it felt amazing. It was the best kiss you and Dave ever had, his lips moving at perfect synchro with yours, like they were meant to each other. Or maybe it was just the weed.

But still… It made you forgot about the promised you made to your brother to not sleep or flirt with any of his band members.

You quickly pulled off your shirt, leaning back again in a sloppy kiss. The weed amplified your desire and love so much, it was beautiful and painful at the same time, you felt like you weren’t on earth anymore, you were somewhere else.

He started to play with your breasts as he kissed you neck, leaving little marks on it. Soft moans sighs of pleasure escaped your mouth, so you quickly cover it as Dave started to kiss and bit your left nipple.

One hand was working on the other nipple as the other hand got lower, and lower until he reached your miniskirt, which he was quick to pull off.

“Dave…” you whispered looking down at him. When he look up at you, you just lost it. He had this look of love and desire in his eyes even tho he was clearly high as much as you. His red and happy eyes were the most beautiful thing you ever saw in your entire life. In that exact moment, when he raised his face from between your legs to look at you, looking into his eyes you realized you were in love with him.

Dave smiled at you and kissed you on the lips sweetly “just let me make you feel good baby, trust me.” He looked at you in the eyes to get a consent from you. When you nodded, biting your lower lip, he got back at kissing your chest as his hand started to rub small circles on your clothed clit, making you whimper.

He slid two fingers between your fold, feeling how wet you were “so wet for me.” He teased.

“Dave please…” You begged, needing his touch.

He kissed you to make you shut up as he pushed two fingers into your throbbing pussy, making you whine in pleasure.

He quickly started to finger fuck you as he felt your wall clenching every time he sped up.

“Fuck Dave… oh Dave please… I need you” You whispered, trying to not be so loud. You didn’t want to wake up the guys, especially James.

Dave pushed his fingers inside you for another couple of minutes before pulling them out and bringing them on your lips “suck them” He demanded, and you immediately did that as he watched you the eyes as you did so, feeling his cock hardening even more.

He then positioned himself at your entrance and you let out a surprised moan as he entered you balls deep without warning. “Fuck!” You whined, pushing your head on the pillow and rolling your eyes back.

“Good girl- shit your already clenching.. you’re so tight- fuck” He moaned softly as he started moving at a quick peace, making you bit your lips and cover your mouth to not be loud.

A tears of pleasure dropped your eyes as you closed them. Dave leaned closer, and kiss it away before biting your earlobe “look at me, baby” He whispered into your eyes as he slowed his thrusts.

He quickly covered your mouth with his hand “shh, we don’t want to wake up the others, right baby?” You nodded “good, you think you’ll be able to be quiet for me, sweetheart?” You felt your walls tightening as he said so, this man really turned you on by only speaking to you. You nodded again.

“I love you so much” he whispered, leaving sweet and caring kisses on your neck before pushing his head back to look at you in the eyes.

You uncovered your mouth, surprised by his words and then kissed him “I love you to baby”

After a couple more minutes, his thrusts became inconstant and messy, your walls started to clenching more as you hit your orgasm.

“Just like that baby, so good for me” He praised you as he came too into you, filling you up with his seed before collapsing on top of you.

“Thank you Dave” you whispered into his ear before kissing his cheek as he pulled out.

He smiled and rested his head on your chest, leaving a sweet kiss on it “I love you.”

WASTED CHANCES

(Dave Mustaine x Reader)

I was just thinking about this Dave (80s) confessing his feeling with some sweet sex🤭

Warnings: smut, mention of drugs use (if you consider weed drugs), a little of kink size, eyes contact kink

Dave just couldn’t sleep that night, he kept turning around in the bed over and over, trying to find a comfortable position to fall asleep.

But he just couldn’t, you were all over his mind. He felt like he wasted a chance with you earlier today, you were so close to him, it was such a vulnerable moment… he should have took his chance.

But he didn’t, and that just wouldn’t let him sleep. You and Dave were close friends, you knew each other since middle school and he probably was the most important person in your life.

A week ago he got kicked out of Metallica, that night he came over at your door completely and totally drunk, you let him in and he passed out on your bed just an hour later. Since that night he spent the whole week at your place, not having nowhere to go, until he went to a motel because he said “he didn’t want to bother you more then he already had” but you really loved his presence, you wanted to say that to him but you thought it wasn’t appropriate.

He slept much better with you next to him, but now that you weren’t there he was struggling. He even tried to smoke a joint to fall asleep, usually it worked, but his brain just wouldn’t cooperate this time.

“Fuck it” he mumbled to himself, deciding he was just gonna come over at your place. He knew that he wouldn’t be able to sleep without you in any case, so it was pointless to keep trying.

It was 3 a.m. when he knocked on your door, waking you up from your peaceful sleep.

You got off the bed and put on one of his oversize shirt he left at your place to cover yourself up. You headed to the door, robbing your eyes with your hand as you yawned.

You opened the door, curious of who could be knocking at the door at this time of the night and, to be honest, you weren’t exactly surprised to see Dave standing in front of you like an idiot.

“Hey” you smiled at him even tho you were tired, you didn’t like to be waken up, but you were happy every time Dave came over, even if it was in the middle of the night.

“What are you doing here?” You asked.

He seemed a little bit embarrassed, rubbing the back of his head “couldn’t sleep. I… I wanted to see you again.” He confessed, making you smile wildly. And oh God, he loved that smile.

“Come in.” You said softly, opening the door fully to let him in.

He smiled a bit, entering your apartment slowly. It was all so familiar to him, it felt like home. He felt safe there, he felt safe with you.

“So… I was wondering if I could stay here tonight.” He said, trying to not sound rude.

Hearing those words just made your heart melt. Just as his heart did when he saw you were wearing his shirt, it just looked so good on you. He loved seeing you in his clothes, they were just so big on your small figure.

“Come.” you said, taking his hand and leading him into your bedroom. You always shared bed since you were little kids so it was normal for the two of you… even though this week felt different in a way nor of you could explain.

A few minutes later you were both laying on the bed, just starting into each other’s eyes in a some sort of trance.

“Why couldn’t you sleep?” You finally broke the silence, speaking in a hush tone.

He shrugged, turning so he was laying on his back as he watched the ceiling, his hands resting on his belly “I was thinking about you.” He finally admitted.

Your heart skipped a beat as you heard what you wanted to hear the most in these past few months. “What about me?” You asked even though deep down you knew what he was thinking about.

“About how much I want you.” He said turning his head to look at you, wanting to see some sort of reaction from you. But you just stayed still for a couple of seconds.

He was starting to give up, to think he was a fool to believe he had a chance with you. But then you kissed him, you kissed him hard, passionately and a little sloppy too.

He quickly grabbed you by your neck and waist to pull you close to him as he kissed you back, switching position so you were underneath him.

“I’ve been waiting for this.” You whispered between kisses.

He chuckled a bit as he caressed your cheek “could have told me sooner, sweetheart.”

You shut him up with another kiss as you pulled his shirt off hungrily. Your hole body consumed by lust.

When you felt his lips on your neck, shivers of pleasure ran down your spine as you let out soft moans.

“Dave…” You whispered so low he wasn’t sure if you actually said it or not.

“Say it again” he demanded as he took off your shirt, wanting a confirmation of what you just said.

“Dave” You said again, more loudly these time, making him harder.

He just loved your voice, and hearing soft moans leaving your mouth with his name turned him on so much.

He kissed you down your collarbone, than down your chest and belly, until he reached your most sensitive spot.

When you felt his lips kissing your clit, you closed your legs for instinct as a sweet sigh left your mouth.

“Ah, ah, ah. Keep ‘em open for me, sweetheart.” he said, putting his hand on your thighs as he opened them slowly again.

You nodded as you looked at him, biting your lower lips. As soon as he started to lick your throbbing pussy, you pushed your head back, letting sweet moans leaving your mouth. Soon you realized you had neighbors, so you decided it was better if you covered your mouth, but Dave wasn’t exactly happy with that.

He grabbed your wrists and pinned them on your belly so you couldn’t cover your mouth. “I want to hear you, baby.”

He kept sucking your clit, making you moan more then you wanted to. Suddenly you felt two of his fingers enter you and move inside and out of you at a steady pace, making you clench around them almost immediately.

“You like that, uh? Yeah, you do. I can feel it.” He teased you, making you whine.

“Please, Dave… I need more..” you moaned, grinding your hips against his fingers.

“I wanna make you feel good tonight, baby. So I’ll give up on the teasing for this time.” he said, and you thanked his for this.

He reached down to undo his belt and quickly take off his pants and boxs, letting his hard length spread out.

He was so fucking big. You were clearly surprised and your astounded face made him chuckle a bit before positioning himself at your entrance. “Are you sure, baby?” he asked you sweetly, looking at you in the eye.

You bite your lower lip as you nodded.

He started to enter you, scratching your walls slowly “eyes on me, sweetheart”

He said, putting a hand on your cheek to make you look at him.

You moaned a little when he entered you fully. He stayed still for a few seconds before moving to make you get used to his size, waiting for you to give him a nod.

When you finally nodded at him, he started to thrust in and out of you at a slow and steady peace, to make you get used to him.

You started to moan softly and you closed your eyes as you kissed him “go faster” you whispered on his lips, and that was just what he wanted to hear.

His thrusts became faster and harder, making you moan a lot more loudly. You pushed back you head, arching your back and closing your eyes as your mouth was completely open.

“Look at me.” he said as he grabbed your chin firmly, forcing you to look at him and making your walls tightening.

“Fuck your tight.” He groaned as he kept trusting in you

You felt you’re release coming close as he kept pushing in and out of you roughly “fuck Dave I’m so close..” you moaned.

“Me too baby” he groaned as his thrusts became more sloppy.

After a few more thrusts you felt your climax hitting you, making you orgasm.

This was just what he needed to cum too, and soon his hot seed was filling you up as he pushed deeper to not let it fall out.

He kissed you one more time before slowly pulling out of you as he moved your hair out of your face “I love you”

You smiled softly, kissing him once more “Maybe you could stay here a little longer then just tonight. And I love you too, by the way.”

Don't summon the devil

Dave buys a book about witchcraft just for fun. Once he's really getting into it, he decides to put a spell on someone he despises only for it to actually work and strange things keep happening, scaring the shit out of him until one night he wakes up from a nightmare, shaking him to the core and resulting in a panic attack. You are there to take care of Dave, him promising to get rid of the book.

Dave Mustaine x Reader ☆ Angst, Horror, black magic, panic attacks, nightmares

Dave had always been interested when it came to anything supernatural. So when he stumbled upon a book about witchcraft at a yard sale, he thought it would be a fun little read to pass the time.

He walked into the apartment, a mischievous grin on his face as he held up the dusty old book he had purchased. "Check it out, babe! I bought a book about witchcraft!" he exclaimed, excitement evident in his voice.

You raised an eyebrow, skeptical of his purchase. "Witchcraft, Dave? Really? What are you planning to do with that?"

Dave shrugged, still grinning. "Oh, I don't know. Maybe cast a spell or two, summon a demon, you know, the usual stuff."

You rolled your eyes, not buying into his playful act. "Come on, Dave. You don't actually believe in that stuff, do you?"

Dave chuckled, flipping through the pages of the book. "Of course not! I just thought it would be fun to mess around with. Plus, who knows? Maybe we'll discover some cool spells or something."

You sighed, shaking your head. "Fine, have your fun. Just don't go summoning any demons into this house, okay?"

Dave laughed, placing the book on the coffee table. "Don't worry, I'll be careful. But hey, who knows? Maybe we'll have a little Halloween fun with this book."

But as he delved deeper into the book, he found himself fascinated by the spells and rituals described within its pages. The idea of having the power to change his reality with just a few words and ingredients was intoxicating.

One day, after a particularly bad encounter with a bouncer at a bar, Dave decided to put one of the spells to the test. He gathered the necessary items and recited the incantation, not really expecting anything to happen.

But to his shock, strange things started happening. The bouncer he had targeted had been arrested the next time Dave visited the bar and he couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at his newfound power.

However, as the days went by, the incidents became more and more bizarre and Dave couldn't believe what was happening. Objects would move on their own, strange shadows would flicker in the corners of his vision and Dave would hear whispers in the dead of night.

He had always been skeptical of magic and the supernatural despite being fascinated by the topic, but now he was faced with the undeniable proof that his spell and witchcraft had worked.

As you sat in the dimly lit apartment one night, he couldn't shake the feeling of unease that had settled in the pit of his stomach. The bouncer's arrest had been just the beginning. Strange accidents seemed to follow Dave wherever he went.

One day, as he walked down the street, a car swerved out of control and narrowly missed hitting him. Another time, a tree branch fell from above, missing him by mere inches. Each time, Dave couldn't help but wonder if it was just a coincidence or if his work with witchcraft was somehow responsible.

He tried to convince himself that it was all in his head, that he was just being paranoid. But deep down, he knew that something was wrong. The power he had unleashed was beyond his control, and he didn't know how to stop it.

As the incidents grew more frequent and more terrifying, Dave knew he had to do something. He gathered the necessary items once again and tried to reverse the spell, but it was too late. The darkness had already taken hold.

One fateful night, Dave lay in bed, paralyzed with fear, a dark figure materialized at the foot of his bed. Its eyes glowed with an otherworldly light, and its voice echoed in Dave's mind like a sinister whisper.

"You have meddled in things you do not understand, mortal," the figure hissed. "Now, you will pay the price for your arrogance."

Dave felt a surge of terror wash over him as the figure reached out a hand towards him, its touch like ice against his skin. He closed his eyes, bracing himself for the worst.

"Dave!" He felt the hand grab him, he woke up screaming in terror and shot up in bed, gasping for breath, feeling like the walls were closing in on him before his eyes found yours, you being the one who held onto his arm with a fearful look on your face. "Y/N..." Dave gasped, his voice trembling.

"Hey, it's me...it was just a nightmare." Dave's eyes darted around wildly as if searching for something. He slowly came back to his senses but his heart raced and his skin felt clammy with sweat. He turned to face you.

"I... I had the worst dream," Dave stammered, trying to catch his breath. "It felt so real."

"Do you want to talk about it? Sometimes it helps to get these things off your chest." You gently brushed a red lock from his forehead, your touch attempting to ground him.

Dave took a deep shuddering breath before whispering. "I should have never bought that book and got into black magic. These evil forces will even hunt me in my dreams..."

You reached out for his clammy hand. "Hey don't say that. I'm sure there must be a way to stop all this..."

Dave's hand trembled in your small one as he spoke, struggling to keep his words steady. "I...I thought so, too, but it's getting worse every day. Whatever spirits I unleashed, they're powerful. I don't know what to do..."

You could hear the crack in his voice at the last sentence before Dave looks away to avoid your eyes and hold back tears of desperation.

He clenched his jaw, fighting back a wave of despair. In a broken whisper, his true vulnerability slipped out. "I'm scared... I can't even sleep properly. The nightmares are relentless, and the fear just claws at me every waking moment. I feel like I'm losing control. What did I do?"

You watched your boyfriend with great concern until Dave found the courage to look at you, eyes watering, daring to spill over.

The tears finally escaped, rolling down his cheeks. In a quivering voice, he admitted his guilt. "I should've known better! I just wanted to explore what's possible. But I was a fool, and now it's tearing me apart from the inside out. I don't know how to make it stop..."

Your heart broke at the sight of Dave, realizing how serious the whole situation was. "Hey, baby...come here. We're gonna find a way out of this." You carefully wrapped your arms around him and just let him sob into your shoulder, tears streaming down his face.

His body clung to you as if you were the only thing keeping him from drowning in his despair. "I just want it to stop... I'll do anything... I can't live like this, I can't..."

"It's gonna be alright, I promise..." You held him tight and just listened to him cry, feeling how tense he was before his body started to shake in your arms as Dave quietly choked on his tears.

Dave could barely catch his breath between sobs, the weight of his fear and exhaustion crashing down on him. His words came out in disjointed fragments, raw with emotion. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry... I shouldn't have messed with things I didn't understand... I thought I was strong enough...that I could control it...but I was so wrong—"

"Dave, baby, breathe." You let go of him to clutch onto his hands, realizing Dave's cries turning into a panic attack, his chest heaving as tears streamed down his face. You could see the fear in his eyes as he struggled to catch his breath.

"Dave, it's okay. You're going to be okay," You said, trying to calm him down. "I can't breathe, I can't breathe," he gasped, his shoulders shaking.

"Yes you can. Look at me, focus on your breathing, baby. In and out, slowly," You instructed, holding onto his hands tightly as you tried to help him regulate his breath.

"I can't!" he repeated, his voice trembling.

"You can, Dave. You're strong, you can get through this," You reassured him, your heart racing with worry.

Dave tried to follow your instruction, struggling to regain control of his panicked breathing. His breaths were shallow and ragged as he fought unsuccessfully against each subsequent sob. He forced himself to speak, the words coming in halting gasps.

"I-I'm trying... I just can't..."

You could feel the anxiety and worry wash over you as you watched Dave struggle and reached out to take his face into your hands, staring into his tearing eyes. "Dave, baby, please breathe. We'll get through this, I'm here. Breathe with me, in and out."

Dave's eyes locked onto yours, finding a brief moment of clarity. His breaths were still shaky as he struggled to match yours, the sheer effort of focusing on something so simple proving difficult under the weight of his anxiety.

"I-I'm trying..." He tried to match your breathing, but it was still ragged and irregular, the fear and despair making it difficult to keep a steady rhythm. But bit by bit, he managed to slowly draw deeper, more stable breaths.

Dave's breathing slowly begun to steady under your calm, steady pace. His shoulders slumped slightly in relief as he finally felt his heart rate began to calm.

He nodded shakily, his words coming out in broken spurts between deep, steadying breaths.

"You got this. Just like that." A small and relieved smile crept onto your face as you saw him calm down slowly before you wrapped your arms around his exhausted body.

Dave's body slumped against you, the exhaustion suddenly hitting him hard. He clung to you tightly, his head resting heavily on your shoulder. He didn't speak for a long while, just focused on his breathing and the soothing comfort of your embrace.

The fear and despair haven't disappeared, but the overwhelming panic seemed to have subsided, leaving him feeling wrung out and emotionally drained. "Fuck, what was that?"

You soothingly rubbed his back as you answered. "You just had a panic attack." Dave nodded weakly, the reality of what just happened slowly sinking in. When he found his voice again, it was quiet and filled with embarrassment.

"I've never had one like that before..." He let out a shaky sigh, burying his face further into your shoulder. "I feel like such a mess."

As you cradled Dave, you stroked his hair soothingly, whispering reassurances meant to calm his racing heart. The warmth of your embrace seeped into his bones, gradually easing the tremors wracking his body.

"You're not a mess, Dave," you murmured gently, your breath tickling his ear. "Panic attacks can be terrifying and overwhelming, especially when they happen for the first time. But you're safe now, and I'm right here with you."

You pulled back slightly to meet his gaze, your own eyes shining with empathy and understanding. "There's no need to feel embarrassed. This wasn't your fault, anxiety and panic have their own way of taking over sometimes."

Dave's cheeks flushed with gratitude as he looked up at you, his fingers curling around yours instinctively. In that moment, the weight of his anxiety lifted, replaced by a profound sense of comfort and security in your presence.

"How do I stop what I started? There has to be a way." Dave whispered, desperate for an answer to his actions with black magic and the book he brought into his life.

"You need to get rid of that book. Maybe burn it, I don't know. We can ask your sister for help maybe, she's got experience with the occult."

The color drained from Dave's face as he considered your suggestion. The idea of confronting his sister about his dark misdeeds filled him with dread, but he knew deep down, that she may be their only hope to fix this.

He exhaled heavily, shoulders slumping in resignation."You're right. As much as I hate to admit it, she might be the only one who can help us undo the damage I've caused."

Tentatively, he reached out to brush a strand of hair behind your ear, his touch lingering against your cheek. "I'm sorry you have to deal with this mess I created. You deserve better than being dragged into my twisted mistakes." You placed your hand over Dave's, holding it firmly against your skin.

"Hey don't apologize for what you can't change. We'll find a way, I promise." You said as you stared at each other, seeing the relief and gratitude on Dave's face.

The next day, you wasted no time in reaching out to his sister. She was surprised to see both Dave and you at her doorstep, but once you explained the situation and asked for help, she was determined to offer her assistance.

After looking in her books, she requested a returning spell to fight off dark spirits. Dave and you exchanged nervous glances, but you both knew that you had to do whatever it took to help him find peace. You agreed to try the spell, no matter how crazy or scary it seemed.

In a blinding flash of light, the spell was cast. You held your breath, waiting to see if it had worked. Slowly, the darkness that had been haunting Dave began to recede.

A sense of peace washed over him as you stood there, bathed in the warm glow of the candles before you finished the ritual by burning the book that brought dark clouds over Dave's life.

The darkness may have tried to consume Dave, but with your help, he's found a way out. And as you throw your arms around him to hold him close, you know that you'll always be there to guide him, to keep him safe from the shadows that lurk in the corners of his mind.

I'LL GET EVEN, dave mustaine.

pinned rules masterlist

pairing; modern!dave mustaine x fem!reader

summary; dave is angry at a producer and comes home, just wanting to see you. you have other plans, deciding to join in on a couple tiktok trend—he doesn’t find it as funny as you do.

warnings; very fluffy, modern era but with 1980s dave, slight cussing, no use of y/n, mentions of toxic masculinity, dave gets butthurt, tough boy isn’t so tough anymore. if im missing anything else let me know!

word count; 750

requests open, not proofread, based on this ask.

You never thought you’d see the day when Dave Mustaine—the snarling, sharp-tongued leader of Megadeth, the same man who wrote lyrics about death and betrayal—would be curled up in your arms like an overgrown cat. But here he was, his spiralling, copper curls a mess against your chest, his breath warm against your collarbone, completely unaware that he was currently being recorded, despite your quiet, hushed giggles that left your soft lips. He was so fucking tired he didn't even think anything of it: his first mistake.

It had started out as an innocent cuddle session. He’d come home after hours in the studio, grumbling about producers who didn’t “get” his sound, and immediately toppled onto you like a weighted blanket. You knew better than to say anything at first—Dave was a like cat in human form; if you pointed out that he was being affectionate, he’d immediately "hiss" and pretend he wasn’t. So you just let him rest, lazily running your fingers through his hair while his arm draped possessively over your waist, his strong, calloused thumb stroking the hem of your pants.

That’s when the idea struck.

With your phone angled just right, you hit record, keeping your voice soft, teasing. This will fucking get him. You knew he wasn't active on social media, let alone TikTok. And you loved your pranks—rather, you loved to push your boyfriend’s buttons.

“Who's my good boy?” you cooed, fingers tracing light patterns on his back.

A sleepy mumble; “...Me.”

Your grin nearly split your face into two. Got him.

“Yeah? My bestest boy?”

“Mhmm,” he hummed, nuzzling closer into your warm neck.

You held back a laugh, heart melting at how completely relaxed he was. This was the Dave most people didn’t get to see—the one who craved softness, who would willingly tangle his limbs with yours just to feel safe for a while. The one that just yearned for intimacy and love, and admiration. Even if he didn't admit it. His gentleness with you proved it right—despite what the people had to say in the media. It was all bullshit.

Then, as if some internal alarm sounded, his whole body suddenly stiffened against you. Uh-oh…

“Wait,” he muttered. You felt the pause; the slow, tired wheels turning in his brain. He lifted his head slightly, hazel eyes squinting in suspicion. “The fuck did you just say?”

You bit your lip, trying not to giggle. “I said, ‘Who’s my good boy?’”

His brows furrowed. Then his eyes flickered to your hand—manicured nails clasped around your phone. His domestic, exhausted eyes met his own within your phone. What the fuck was wrong with you—on every level. Mentally, emotionally, physically—hell, spiritually. You don’t do that shit to thee Dave Mustaine!

“…Are you recording this?”

“Maybe.”

Dave shot up faster than a rocket and you barely had time to react before his tall frame was towering over you, his expression caught somewhere between betrayal and damage control. No, no, no, no—fuck no!

“Delete it.” His voice was gruff now, like you’d just walked in on him playing with kittens and he was scrambling to reassert dominance. He had an image to uphold—both with the fans and you. “Right fucking now.”

You pouted. “But you were soooo cute.”

"I’m not cute,” he grumbled, already crawling back into his toxic masculinity shell. He ran a hand through his thick golden hair, shoulders straightening, jaw clenching. “I’m fucking dangerous."

You tilted your head, still recording. Your phone shook as you held back a laugh. “Oh? Who’s my big, strong, dangerous boy?”

A muscle twitched in his cheek as a vein popped in his forehead. Dave pointed at your phone. “I swear to God—”

But before he could finish, you gave him the look. The one that said, I’ll stop recording if you just play along for two more seconds, pretty, pretty please sweetheart.

Dave groaned, rubbing his face. You could tell he was so done with your antics. And then, with the deepest, most reluctant sigh you'd probably had ever heard from his lips, he muttered under his breath:

“…Me.”

You burst out laughing, nearly dropping your phone in the process—but you relentlessly gripped it for dear life. Gotcha!

Dave, realizing what he just did, let out a noise somewhere between a groan and a feral growl before launching himself at you, trying to snatch your phone from your iron grip.

“You’re fucking dead,” he grumbled, burying his face in your neck, but the warmth of his arms tightening around you told you otherwise. Dave even shocked himself sometimes, it's like his heart reacts before his head. The little things made him realize that he truly was infatuated with you. Inside and out, no matter how cruel you may be. You took to him when no one else did.

And maybe, just maybe, he didn’t mind being your "good" boy after all.

© lagunned (2025—) all rights reserved.

Helloo, how are you? :)

I wanted to ask you if you can write something random that i just saw in tiktok haha please if you want

idk if you saw those videos where a girl is recording her boyfriend being a soft baby like "who's my good boy?" and he says "me", and they're cuddling and she's babying and praising him without him knowing and when he notices he gets all manly again lmao

i wanted you to write that with Dave Mustaine. like 80s Dave but at the present time

sorry for my bad english. i hope you can write it. thanks!! <3

p.s: i love your writing, you're so funny🤧

THANK YOU SM!!!!! love you. anyway, here’s the fic, i hope it’s alright! i whipped it up in a hour instead of doing my reflection papers.

LOVED TO DETH, dave mustaine.

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pairing; dave mustaine x fem!reader

summary; a very fatigued dave mustaine finally gets home after a very lengthy megadeth tour and all he wants to be is with you but you have other plans.

warnings; veryy fluffy, 1990s/countdown to extinction dave, slight cussing, no use of y/n, vague mention of drowning (unserious), bathing(??), dave is so fucking clingy you’d have to pry him off with a crowbar, & dave is really smelly. if im missing anything else let me know!

word count; 1.4k

requests open, not proofread, based on this ask.

Dave couldn't be happier to be back home. It felt like he aged twenty years on the road. Don't get his words twisted, he loved what he did. He was eternally grateful that he was able to make a living off of what he loved most. Well, maybe not most. But he really couldn't figure out an ethical way to make money off of doing you—so the music would have to do. 

Three years ago Dave would have never dreamt that he could be in a healthy, loving relationship that wasn’t all about lust. Sure, he had great times with other girlfriends, but the lack of stability and his ever-growing dependency on various drugs truly put the nail in the coffin for anything he had going for him. And he was tough according to the press, anyhow. Rude, rough, abrasive, an asshole; all adjectives used to describe Dave. And none that could describe you.

Your pure love and innocence were sweet enough to rot all of his teeth out. The way you smiled at him—the skin around your eyes would crinkle as they dazzled in the light that guided him to sanctuary. The way your voice was ever so smooth and gentle whenever you spoke to him, almost like you were cooing at a child was like a melody to his ears he never grew tired of. The way your lips were so soft and inviting when you’d pout when you were mad at him. The way you cared for him like nobody ever had before—cooking his meals, ironing his clothes, cleaning the house—the whole nine yards.

A younger Dave would’ve gagged at the thought that he had fallen into a routine with someone that was so.. mundane and domestic. He was Dave Mustaine for God’s sake!

Yet, fate had different plans.

You had spent all day cleaning up the house and doing laundry that you had forgotten all about Dave coming home today. Not that you’d necessarily forgotten, but you had collapsed in Dave’s armchair in the living room. That was a problem. He forbade you from sitting in his chair when he was home, something about not wanting to wear out the cushion. However, you couldn't help but nestle into a little ball in it. It was so comfortable and soft, and it smelt just like him. It smelt just like home.

“And what do you think you’re doing?” A soft chuckle from above stirred you out of your sleep. For a second you believed you hallucinated his voice. Maybe your sleepy eyes deceived you as they landed on the tall ginger standing before you. The moment his eyes met yours, the slight furrow of his brow faded away and it felt like his hard, deep hazel eyes softened just for a moment.

“Hi,” you breathed out with a smile, looking up at him as his hands rested on your cheeks, calloused palms gently pressed down on your soft skin. “You’re home..,” It was almost adorable how endearing your tone of voice was whenever you spoke—like you missed him. And you truly did.

“I’m home.”

The subtle submission and admiration he had for you made your heart flutter in your chest and your stomach flip and churn as you giggled at him. I mean, who else gets to see Megadeth’s Dave Mustaine all domestic and loving like this? You wanted to take a photo of this moment and frame it in the Louvre—No. You wanted to keep this moment to yourself forever. Your special secret.

“I’ve missed you, so much..,” Dave hushed tiredly, but the gleam in his eyes only lightened up, his smile widening so far that his cheeks ached. His hands scaled down your face to reach your arms as he clutched your palms. His grip was firm but gentle—as if he were to let go you’d vanish.

“I think you’ve got it the other way around, honey. C’mere,” you beckoned him to lay beside you in the armchair. He immediately complied, snuggling up protectively to your side. Dave wrapped his girthy arm over your shoulder while his other arm rested on your thigh, hands playing with the hem of your shirt innocently.

A small, gentle laugh left his lips. Dave just couldn’t help but feel so joyful around you, the love blooming in his chest just made him want to jump up and down with you in his arms and squeeze you til you turned blue. You were the light of his life that shined bright, even in his darkest hour. His sin, his soul. He was undoubtedly and unconditionally in love with you.

Suddenly, his eyes shot up as your head recoiled back, your cute nose scrunching up in disgust and your lips pursing.

“My God Dave. When was the last time you showered? You smell terrible!”

“Uhh… Well..,” Dave awkwardly cleared his throat and chuckled. There goes sappy, sentimental Dave, I guess. To be frank—he hated it when he got that way. It made him feel so weak and vulnerable.

You quickly scrambled out of his lap, walking away to your shared bedroom. He watched your frame trudge up the stairs, the way your legs swished back and forth. Dave half considered jogging up to catch up with you, but he was honestly too exhausted. The road took a lot of energy out of him and the last thing he needed was a stupid argument the moment he went inside his own house.

Then the bedroom door slammed shut. Seriously?

He waited a minute for you to come down. Maybe you had to use the bathroom. He knew you hated the downstairs one. He knew everything. Then he waited two. Dave yawned sleepily and with a dramatic huff, he stood up from the chair.

Only when he arrived upstairs into your shared bedroom he could hear the light whispering of water running, but no lights seemed to creep from under the door. Oh God, were you drowning yourself because he stunk that badly?!

Dave slowly crept the door open, peeking into the bathroom. His hazel eyes adjusted to the darkness—the only light being a few vanilla candles surrounding the bathtub that you had placed down previously. Your “spa day” candles, as you say. Two towels lay on the counter—one for his hair and the other for his body.

“Did I really smell that bad—?”

“No. It's your spa day, babe. Now I want you to lie down and relax, okay?”

Dave chuckled and sent you one of his iconic smirks you often saw on his band’s posters, “If you wanted me naked you could’ve just asked—”

“Mustaine. Bath. Now.”

How could he argue with such a pretty face?

The next morning, you could hear birds chirping outside, a domestic tune that often greeted you in the morning, a natural alarm clock. Your face scrunches up as the sun’s blinding rays peeked from the curtains. You roll over with a groan, eyes still shut as your hand feels around the side of the bed for your (now clean) companion. Instead, you were greeted with coldness.

The door to your bedroom gently opened and your eyes slowly adjusted to the sight before you, blinking ever so often. A ginger figure approached you, holding out a TV tray with a hot plate of chocolate chip pancakes and sizzling crispy bacon. Wait—what?

“Good morning… I thought I'd make you a little treat since you were—y’know, nice, Yesterday..,” Dave’s voice came out in a mumble and if it weren't for having a visual before you, you would’ve thought it was a little schoolboy this. His cheeks flushed a soft red, almost rivalling the color of the messy locks that framed his face. He looked ethereal. A Greek God, if you will.

His large, calloused hands carefully placed the tray on your lap, careful not to spill a single drop of syrup on your lap. Dave’s sharp eyes scanned the meal before he noticed the lack of a drink on your tray. Goddamnit!

“Damnit, I forgot your orange juice. Stay here,” Dave demanded and pointed a stern finger at you. His brows furrowed in concentration: the man was on a mission.

And right there, on that random Tuesday morning, with the sun in your eyes and the hot pancakes melting the butter Dave scraped on top, the (not so) quiet banging of unfamiliar cabinets opening and shutting in the kitchen, you knew that you had made it in life.

a/n; i had so much fun writing this! please give me feedback, this is my first fanfiction LOL.

© lagunned (2025—) all rights reserved.

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hiya everyone! I just wanted to post some rules & general guidelines for my blog. i want you all to enjoy my work. if you are ever confused if a certain request is against my rules, don't be afraid to ask! i also upload my chapter(s) long fics on wattpad & AO3, which are linked below.

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✧ twist and shout! the beatles

john lennon. paul mccartney. george harrison.

✧ used to love her... guns n' roses

axl rose. slash. duff mckagan. izzy stradlin.

✧ girls, girls, girls! mötley crüe

vince neil. nikki sixx. tommy lee.

✧ a tout le monde… megadeth

dave mustaine. david ellefson. nick menza.

✧ whiskey in the jar! metallica

james hetfield. kirk hammett. lars ulrich. cliff burton. jason newsted.

✧ we're fated to pretend… musicians

chris cornell. tracii guns. kelly nickels. robert plant. jimmy page. mick jagger. brian jones. kurt cobain. dave grohl. alex turner. johnny marr. jeff buckley. elvis presley.

if there is a musician you dont see on here, thats fine! shoot me a request and i can probably write something. don’t be afraid to request.

thank you all! lots of love, © lagunned (2025—) all rights reserved. 💋

Bad boy!Dave accidentally making his sensitive gf cry/feel bad and he tries to comfort her by kissing and cuddling (or sum else yk *wink wink*)

i actually love this req anon 🙊🙊

you two were watching a movie, some sex scenes and whatnot. but of course, Dave's gonna say something about the actress, making goo goo eyes at her and commenting on her body. you noticed and kept to yourself when he shifted around and groaned in his seat. him saying things like "damn, look at her" and "god- she's beautiful" when she looks nothing like you, different body shape and a blonde, of course.

you stopped watching the movie, kind of curling into a ball on the couch and moved away from his touch.

he looked over, seeing how you were acting. he was confused, putting his hand on your thigh.

"somethin' wrong, pretty?"

he asked, genuinely wanting to know what was bothering his baby.

"oh, you think im pretty? yeah, right..."

you mumbled the last part, already starting to get emotional over something that didn't need to be a big problem.

"what?? of course i think so-"

he shook his head, giving an eye roll.

he leaned in to kiss your cheek, though you pushed him away and wipes the kiss stain off of your skin. he was just heated now.

"what the fuck is up with you?!"

he yelled, making you burst into tears. he knew you were sensitive to yelling, hiding your face in your thighs. muttering the words "im sorry" over and over again.

of course he felt like shit for making his girl cry, trying to comfort you by rubbing your back and playing with your hair.

"don't be sorry- that was- my fault, i know, i know."

he sighed, kissing your head.

"cmon, let's go,"

he picked you up over his shoulder, bringing you to your shared room and sat you down on the mattress.

"tell me what's wrong, baby. please?"

he wiped your tears, seeing how red and puffy they were. he kissed your cheeks, trying to make you happier.

"you... you were-"

you sniffled, looking away from the other.

"saying things about her.. on tv,"

you mumbled softly, looking back at Dave.

"oh honey,"

he brought you into a hug, lifting you up to your feet and shoved your face into his chest, caressing the back of your head.

"you know it's just a celebrity crush-"

he tried, but you spoke up again.

"she looks nothing like me! it makes me think im not even your type.."

Dave pouted, you looked up and he started kissing your forehead.

"are you kidding? you're so gorgeous. a beautiful face, eyes, smile.... body."

he whispered that last part, making your face heat up a little bit.

"cmon- you're such a beautiful girl compared to any of those sluts on tv."

you started laughing, smiling, trying not to cry or let out happy tears from Dave's words of affirmation.

"see! look at that pretty smile."

he chuckled, kissing all over your face.

"and if you don't believe me..."

he eyed the bed behind you, giving a smirk.

"maybe i can fuck it outta you, hm? make you my person slut, how's that?"

he whispered in your ear, earning a gasp out of you when he rubbed his bulge against your thigh.

you just nodded quickly, getting away from Dave's tight hold, taking your shirt and shorts off.

he did the same, stripping to his boxers, you in your undergarments.

he kept eyeing you, running his hands up and down the sides of your torso.

"god- i love you so much."

he said, putting sloppy kisses up and down all over your body.

"all mine, yeah?"

"mmhm.."

you moaned out, him pushing you onto the bed, his head in between your legs, leaning down to put soft kisses against your clothed clit making your thighs contract around his head.

"Dave-"

he hooked his fingers under your underwear, pulling down before he ran his fingers through your slick folds.

"what? wanna taste you, sweetheart."

you leaned back into the pillows, relaxing your body as you tangled your hand in his curls.

he attached his mouth to your hole, nudging your clit with his nose. the friction made you squeal, which only made Dave more turned on.

he was too busy eating you out to try and pleasure himself, only grinding against the edge of the mattress when he could.

bringing his mouth up to your clit, sucking and licking harshly on it to get you to your release, making eye contact with you while he did.

you shoved his face down more, cumming all over his face before you almost screamed in pleasure.

he lifted his head up, mouth and chin smothered in your fluids, biting your lip from the sight.

"my turn now, princess."

he smacked your thigh, flipping you over on your knees, grabbing your hips and shoving himself inside of your cunt, groaning from how warm and tight it was.

"fuck! already wanna cum, baby."

he wrapped his arms around your stomach, bunny humping you, hitting hard and deep thrusts which made you moan, shoving your face deep inside of your pillow.

"ah, ah. let me hear those pretty little noises."

he demanded, slapping your ass and gripping onto your hips before you got louder.

"there you go. that's my girl-"

he groaned before letting out a whine, cumming inside and filling you up, not stopping with his thrusts, wanting to make sure you came around him again.

his seed dribbled out of your cunt down your thighs, cumming around his length and gripping the sheets.

"that felt good, hm? yeah?"

he chuckled, flipping you over on your back again as he got ontop of you, sucking hickeys onto your neck.

"so pretty... gonna make everyone know you belong to me."

you held his head in place, moaning everytime he bit down onto your sensitive skin.

"you're fucking mine. yknow that, baby?"

you nodded, letting out louder whines just to get Dave worked up.

"Good-"

he tackled you into a hug, cuddling you. he wrapped his arms around your waist, kissing your face.

"love you so much."

Maybee a smut about dave showing you how to grind and he could be like "atta girl", "so good sweetheart don't stop baby" and he'd be moving your hips until he cums in his pants <3 (reader would be innocent with !bad boy dave)

YEHEHEYEYRHDHJDO yes i will write this. alsooooo EVERYONE SEND IN BAD BOY DAVE RAAAHHHHHHHHHHHGGHHH!!;@,×>×9

just imagine Dave being so needy and stressed, driving in his car so he could bring you to dinner as a little date for your anniversary. this was the best he could do for tonight, and he wanted to make his baby happy.

his car kept making weird noises, barely moving everytime you drove up the driveway.

Dave kept hitting the dashboard, groaning when it didn't do anything, pulling over with his lights on, indicating that he wasn't going anywhere.

"What's wrong?"

you ask, not knowing shit about cars.

"Something with the engine probably,"

he groaned, sitting back in his chair.

"Does this mean we can't go out tonight?"

you kept asking all these questions, which only got Dave more mad.

"Babe! I- You- I don't fucking know, God!"

he yelled, hitting his steering wheel. he wasn't mad at you but he was definitely frustrated.

you stayed quiet, looking out the window before Dave brought a hand to your thigh, rubbing softly with his thumb.

"'M sorry... cmere,"

he pat his thigh, indicating for you to sit there.

you listened, getting your seat belt off and doing what he said. you whined once he felt his boner rubbing against your ass, Dave grabbing your hips and making you gring against him.

"Roll your hips like this-"

he huffed, leaning his head back as you obeyed, making him groan and grow harder.

"Like this?"

you asked, making sure you were doing it right.

"Yeah- Just like that, pretty. Go faster and don't stop,"

you nodded, forcing yourself to go faster, covering your mouth everytime you let out a noise.

"Fuck.. that's my girl.."

he furrowed his brows once you covered your mouth, him grabbing that hand and holding your wrist tight.

"You could ask all of these stupid questions and not keep your mouth closed, but you need to now? What? Don't want me to hear?"

you shook your head, biting the inside of your cheeks.

"Well too fucking bad. Make some noise for me, okay? Be a good girl and do what I say, baby."

you whined, shoving your face into Dave's chest, mouth tilted to his ear as you let out all of these noises, Dave helping you move faster since you slowed down a little bit.

"Right there, just like that- You're gonna make me cum, yknow that? Fuucckk.. you feel so good."

he kept the praises going, making sure he was getting you off too, though he was close to his release.

"Cmere,"

he grabbed your face, holding your cheeks in his hand as he attached his lips to yours, eyes closed as his hands wandered all around your body, feeling up your torso and to your boots and down your waist to your ass.

"Dave-"

you moaned, it just got him more solid, his lips going to your neck to suck hickey's on it.

"Feel good? Yeah, I know it does, sweetheart."

he gave a soft laugh, seeing how vulnerable you were.

"Go as fast as you can for me, yeah? Please- 'M so close.. don't stop, baby, just like that-"

a choked moan came out, holding you around your waist tight so your bodies would be closer.

he got louder when he came, his boxers soaked with his own fluids now, a cum stain forming on his jeans.

you went back to year seat, Dave kissing you again.

"Thank you so much, baby. Let's go make something inside, okay?"

you nodded, and gave a smile. him opening your door as he held your hand to lead you to the apartment <3

Okayokayokay, this is for the Jr rq soooo first of all 90s Junior. He loves to see you doing all work riding him and also teasing you as you try to work his cock, uhmmmm ygmmm uhm idk what to say, shit i would do to 90s Jr (plis can you try to write something male reader × david plsplsplsp)

OKAYY BUT THESE TWO ARE SO?@?!?!?!? i need them... (sorry to all the jr haters)

ANYWAYS HERES MORE MLM !!!!

imagine being a groupie for the TWO of them?@?@?@?@ ohhh my god.

they'd see u and walk u to Dave's dressing room just because it's bigger and you'd have the time of your life with them.

"ooohhhhhh of course he wants you."

Jr groaned, rolling his eyes, crossing his arms as he was half naked on the couch, jerking off to you and Dave.

"asshole,"

he mumbled softly, leaning back into the cushions.

u and Dave were making out, the ginger touching you down your torso. he pulled away, tiredlyy looking at the bassist.

"cmon baby. let's give some attention to David, hm?"

he chuckled, seeing you hurry over to Jr. leaning down so you could kiss down his neck and feel up his chest.

the brunette groaned, bringing you into his lap, grabbing at your waist, squeezing at the plush flesh.

"thank you, sweetie. think you can take it?"

he hummed, tipping his head to the side, and u just nodded. he loved how eager you were, shoving your boxers away before he shoved himself into your tight hole.

Dave walked closer, putting a fist in your hair, making you turn your head.

"didn't forget about me, right?"

he smirked, pulling himself out before you opened your mouth, shoving his length down your throat.

"atta boy,"

the two of them moaned in sync, both of their hands roaming across your dick, Dave working on jerking you off as Jr played with your tip, making it leak.

"look at you. such a slut for us, huh?"

Jr groaned, putting a hand up to your throat, feeling the bulge that came from the gingers length, sliding back and forth.

from the overstimulation of you and Jr, Dave was about to burst, grabbing your head and shoving it down all the way, Jr jerking the length that you couldn't fit.

"yeah.. take all of it, baby. you can do it-"

Dave whined, throwing his head back as he came and Jr picked up his pace, bucking his hips up and hitting your prostate making you cum all over yourself.

"oh, look at that..."

the brunette laughed, having a shit eating smirk on his face.

"felt that good, hm?"

Dave teased, caressing your face before you nodded softly.

Dave smiled down at you, that smile soon turning into a smirk.

"cmon, make David cum, sweetheart. he deserves it, doesn't he?"

you nodded, forcing yourself to move faster, whining at the pace, shoving your head in the crease of Jr's neck. he just brought you into a hug, fucking you himself before he pulled out, his seed covering your ass.

"oh fuck-"

he moaned, you pulled away to look at the two of them, a kiss planted on each side of your cheek.

"did so well for us, handsome."

they said in sync, Dave kissing you all over and rubbing your back whine Jr kissed you hands and arms, praising you <3

Giving Dave a blowjob then him teasing about how wet you got like “aw is my girl all wet from giving me a blowie” fucking asshole

EHEHEHEJHEHEHE im sp sorry i haven't been posting too guys </3

idkw but im lowk obsessed w brat tamer dave 😭 so we're gonna do that!!!!!

you're getting ready to go out with Dave and the band, wearing a pretty revealing black dress. it cupped your breasts perfectly and had a lace lining, it was short and tight, Dave sending you glares.

"does this one look good, baby?"

you asked, looking back at him, giving a genuine, innocent smile.

"you're going out dressing like that?"

the tone in his voice was jealous, him rolling his eyes.

"huh?? i thought it looked nice..?"

you gave a pout, thinking he was calling you ugly or fat or something.

he walked over to you, pulling you into a back hug.

"oh, ofcourse it does, sweetheart."

he mumbled, kissing your neck and running his hands down your tits and leaving them on your belly.

"but how do you think the guys are gonna respond to my pretty girl? hm?"

he whispered in your ear, "maybe like... this?"

he rubbed his half hard dick on your ass, him still clothed. you gasped once you felt it, giving a whine.

"trynna show off? only i get to see you like this, hon."

he groaned, gripping at your hips.

"cmon, on your knees, pretty."

he tried pushing on your shoulders, you did as he said, looking up at him with your hands on his thighs.

he unbuttoned his pants, taking himself out, holding it for you.

"suck it, cmon,"

he made a 'come here' signal with his fingers, him glaring at you once you didn't move.

"open up."

his voice got a little more demanding, you kept looking up at him, trying to look innocent.

"fine," he groaned before he roughly grabbed your hair, whining at the pull. he pried your mouth open and shoved himself down your throat, making you gag.

you tried to push him off of you, trying to suck it normally, him shaking his head and slapping the bulge in your cheek.

"im gonna do it myself since someone wants to be a brat, hm?"

he rolled his eyes, grabbing your throat so he could feel himself go in and out of you. he groaned at how tight it was, fucking your mouth like it was the last thing on earth.

"yeah.. you feel so good. awh, you wanna do it yourself?"

you nodded, tears running down your face, mascara ruining your makeup.

"mm.. do you deserve it though, sweetie?"

he teased and you nodded again, he laughed at your state.

"go,"

he huffed, slapping your cheek again. you pulled him out for a moment to catch your breath, whining once you put it back in, sucking at a faster pace, trying your best to please your boyfriend.

"sh- fuck.."

you kept gagging, trying to deep throat him. he just kept groaning and shoving your head down again.

he looked down, pulling out before he shoved himself back into his boxers, grabbing you and putting you over his lap.

"fuck.. do you want it, baby?"

he hummed, pulling your dress up to slap your ass, you whined at the hit.

"cmon, answer me, pretty girl."

you nodded, basically crying in his lap.

"mmh... gonna have to bed for it then, brat."

he slapped your clothed pussy, making you jump.

he felt how damp your panties were, him having a shit eating smirk on his face.

"awh, is my girl all wet from giving me a blowie?"

he laughed at how pathetic you were, him tugging your panties down as he teased your entrance, rubbing your clit unapologetically slow.

"mm.. dave-"

you whined, trying to back up into his touch.

"please- go in, daddy.."

"what was that?"

he slapped your pussy again, letting out a yelp now.

"touch me, please.."

he kissed your head before he threw you onto the bed, taking himself out as he put his tip to your entrance.

he pushed in, grabbing a handful of your ass, fucking into you, face shoved into the sheets as his mouth was right next to your ear.

"that feel better now?"

he teased, doing deep and slow thrusts.

you moaned in response, backing yourself onto him.

"fuckin' whore."

he pulled you up by your hair, wrapping his hands around your belly as he went as fast as his body would let him.

"sh..sh,"

he shoved his fingers in your mouth, moaning around them.

he brought a hand down to toy with your clit, making you finish immediately. he came not so long after.

"cmon, gonna be late."

he helped you get dressed, wiping your tears.

"did so good, but do what daddy says next time, mkay?"

you nodded, hugging him as you were shaking a bit from the roughness.

"good girl, learning your lesson."

he kissed you, holding your hand as you both drove off to the restaurant.

80s Dave??? I gotchu bro.

So it's either just before or after a show, Dave's got you laid out on a table, just pounding you to his hearts content. He has a hand over your mouth to keep you quiet, even sticking his fingers down your throat to gag you. All while forcing you keep your eyes on him, him slapping/spanking you everytime you break eye contact.

im actually deranged for forced eye contact<3

AHUUUJII?!?!*@&>@>×>@&@>[@*@,,@*@

when Dave starts his first show of the tour, he's running backstage to meet girls who are just really groupies to him and the band. and of course you were lucky enough to be one of them.

he's picking who he wants, scanning his selection extremely well before landing his pick on... you. how exciting, getting to fuck the front man of your favorite band.

he takes you by the waist, leading you to his own room backstage.

"what's your name, sweetheart?"

he says while pushing you on a small table, kissing up your neck.

"mh! (you say ur name idk),"

"oh yeah? that's a pretty name for a gorgeous girl."

he moves his puffy lips to yours, slipping his tongue in while he's touching all over your body, only slowly though, to see how needy you would get.

you grabbed his hands, moving over to your plush thigh, the other under your shirt and on your tit. he takes the hint, squeezing your top and sneaking his hand under your skirt.

"god, wanna use you so bad. yknow that, princess?"

he pulls away, mumbling against your neck.

"hurry up thennnn," you whined. "thought you would've fucked me the moment you saw me, mustaine-" you giggled.

"didn't wanna make you uncomfortable,"

he huffed, looking up at you with lustfilled eyes.

"but now that i know you're such a slut, maybe i'll fuck you like one."

he shrugged, getting naked before you followed his lead. you were wearing all black lace underneath, immediately catching Dave's attention.

"what?" you laugh.

"nothin, just look good."

he clearly had a bulge in his pants, it growing more as it ached.

"shit! fuck-"

he groaned, immediately flipping you over on your stomach on the table, ass in the air before ripping your panties apart like some crazy animal.

"needa be inside you-"

he groaned, pulling you up by your hips as he slapped your ass harshly before groping the skin.

"hurry.." you whined.

he groaned before shoving his fingers inside of you, already feeling how wet you were for him.

"my sluts all wet already, huh?"

he chuckled, slapping your pussy which made you jump. he pulled himself out before he lined up with your pussy, shoving it deep inside.

"fuck- feels so good.. so warm."

you were already tightening up around him, him slapping your ass again.

"i haven't even moved yet, sweetheart. it's so big, isn't it? yeah, i know baby. taking all of it like a good little whore."

the mixture of praise and degration made you feel some type of way, him starting to thrust inside of you now.

you were already being so loud, trying to grip onto the table for support.

"mmh! D-Dave!"

you whine out, him getting faster and more sloppy.

he kept letting out long groans, gripping onto your hips as he went faster, using you for his own pleasure. your moans got louder, of course it turned him on, but he didn't need everyone to know you were having the time of your life with him.

"fuck- be quiet, slut."

he grunted before shoving his palm over your mouth, putting his free hand on your back so you would arch for him.

"good girl. my personal slut, ain't ya? might take you on the road with me."

he chuckled, slapping your ass again as you had your head down, the mirror infront of you not having your face in the reflection anymore.

"did i say you could put your head down? fucking look at me."

he shoved hiss fingers inside your mouth, pulling you up by your hair to force you to look at yourself in the mirror.

"yeah.. just like that. so fuckin' gorgeous."

you couldn't get enough of him, legs shaking as you sucked around his big, calloused fingers.

the table sounded like it was about to break by how fast the other was going. of course he didn't care though.

you kept tightening around his length, muffled moans escaping your lips.

"oh fuck- gonna make me cum, baby.."

he brought a hand down to grip onto your ass, him getting faster and more rough just to reach his own orgasm.

he pulled his hand away from your mouth so he could toy with your clit, trying to make you cum first.

"D- Da--"

and just like that, you came. it was so fast, making him laugh a little.

"awh.. cumming from a few rubs?"

he teased, pulling out of you and forcing you on the floor.

"stick your tongue out,"

he groaned, jerking himself off infront of your face, soon enough showering your face in his seed.

"fuck... look at you, so messy."

he smiled sideways, wiping his cum off your cheek and shoving his thumb into your mouth.

"cmon, shows about to start."

he got his clothes on and helped you too, noticing you were wobbling a little bit.

"I'll make a bigger slut out of you after."

he smirked, fixing his hair as the two of you walked out like nothing happened.

Dilf Dave having to be quiet while getting a blowie cause the kids are sleeping? Idk just a request

NYEHEHEHEHHEHEE yes. also late 90s Dave cus i said so...

you two were up late, talking to each other about your day, talking about work and everything else.

"yeah, you were out all day. couldn't get my mind off of you- missed you so much, hun."

Dave groaned, getting comfortable again.

"i missed you too,"

you kissed him, playing with his hair a little bit. it made him relax a little more, moving into your touch.

"couldn't stop thinkin' about.... you know."

you glared at him, a shit eating smirk on his face.

"what? just bein' honest."

he shrugged and you sighed.

"didn't tell me about this until now? we could've had a little time to ourselves earlier."

"we still can, yknow,"

he murmured. his voice all calm and collective.

"Dave, the kids are sleeping-"

"so? i can be quiet. dunno about you though, princess."

he laughed, you just rolled your eyes.

"yeah, well let's see about that."

you groaned. you knew you could be probably more quiet than him, getting off the bed and moving to your knees.

"that's more like it,"

he slid his sweats off, pulling himself out for you. he grabbed your hair to form a makeshift ponytail, holding it tight.

you pounced on him, jerking him off slowly before putting your mouth on him, licking up his shaft and kissed his tip a few times.

he let out a few long huffs through his nose, leaning his head back and closing his eyes.

"stop teasing and take it, please?"

you didn't listen and kept doing your own thing.

"oh cmon... don't make me beg."

he made his way back to you, staring down at you and tried pushing your head down until you actually took it in your mouth, guiding your head slowly before you started sucking it yourself.

"theeerrre we go... wasn't so hard, now was it?"

you rolled your eyes, taking it all and bobbed your head along with your movements. it kept hitting the back of your throat, causing you to gag a little before he grabbed your head and started guiding it himself.

"atta girl. taking me so well."

he whispered, trying to stay quiet. you started moaning around the shaft, sending chills up Dave's spine.

"fuck! holy- d-dont do that.."

you pulled off, giving a pout.

"do what?"

you asked innocently, keeping direct eye contact, making Dave moan louder.

"look so pretty for me-"

he reached down to caress your face, biting his lip to try and steady himself.

"gonna cum? i've been waiting, yknow,"

"mh- yeah- fuck, yes."

he moaned before he rutted against your cheek, pointing it towards your mouth and aimed half of your swollen lips and on your face.

"atta girl, taking what i give you."

he smirked, biting his lip from the sight and stuffing himself back in his pants.

"on the bed. wanna make the pretty girl feel good now, okay?"

he mumbled with a smirk and you just smiled and nodded <33

80s dave as you requested….

him coming home from tour and not even being able to make it to the bed… taking you in the hallway like a feral animal, body pressed over you and fucking you from behind while he bites at your shoulders n neck. he fucks you so good that your legs give out completely and he just follows you down to the floor n he’s literally laying on you while fucking you, knees bracketing your hips while he wraps his arms around your stomach and holds you to him while he just bunny humps you.

COUGH i’m deranged COUGH COUGH

OH MY GODD P 🫡 yes i will write this

you're on the couch, waiting for your boyfriend to come back from a long tour, haven't seen him in about 6 months or so and you missed him so much. you knew you'd be all over him when he walks through the door, tackling him in a beat hug or something. you had a bouquet of flowers in your hands for him, just for how good he did on tour.

it started getting late, thinking that he wasn't coming home tonight, making you a little worried. though, soon enough the door was jiggling open, seeing the ginger in the doorway.

"Dave!"

you screamed, throwing the flowers on the ground and jumping on him, clinging to him like a tree as you hugged him tight. he held you, arms rested on your back and ass, peppering him in little kisses all over.

"didn't think you'd be this excited to see me-"

he chuckled, returning the kisses before you came off of him, bending down to pick up the flowers, pulling his shirt down to hide the boner be got from seeing you.

"i got these for you!"

you smiled, holding them out for him. he smiled crookedly before taking them and placing them on the coffee table.

"thank you, baby,"

he hummed, pulling you closer.

"but i think i need something else right now,"

you were confused, furrowing your brows.

"are you hungry? we could order something if you'd like?"

he laughed again, massaging your hips in circles.

"no, not really. but- yknow.."

he reached down to your ass again, slapping the fat as he smirked once you let out a yelp.

"haven't seen you in so long and someone else misses you too."

he pointed down to his bulge, biting him lip.

"please? wanna make you feel good."

you knew you were just as horny, but you were a little stunned by how straight forward he was being.

you started to take off your dress before he stopped you.

"keep it on, gonna ruin you and that skimpy dress."

he groaned, unbhckling his belt as he slid off his pants and boxers, picking you up and holding you against the wall. his dick pressed against your inner thigh.

"fuck... missed this pussy so much,"

he brought two fingers down to toy with your clit, shoving your face in the crook of his neck, whining.

"hurry.."

you whined, needy for his cock.

"what was that? couldn't hear you, speak up."

his dick was pressed against your sopping folds now.

"i said hurry! please fuck me already, Dave..."

you whined, he listened and shoved every inch of himself inside you. your pussy already clenching around his length.

"yeah, squeeze around me, baby. atta girl..."

he mumbled before tightening his grip on your hips, causing the flesh to turn red as he fucked you up and down, you scratching at his back.

"m- missed you so much.."

you whimpered, which only caused Dave to fuck you more aggressive.

"not as much as me,"

he said, speeding up before you were moaning directly into his ear.

"gonna cum already? i can feel you squeezing around my fuckin' cock, pretty."

he was fucking you through your orgasm, louder noises coming from you, getting him more worked up.

"'m gonna!"

you squealed, the pace that he set was toe curling, making your clit throb with every thrust.

"go ahead then. cum for me, princess."

he groaned, spreading your legs wider before you came all over him, your legs shaking before you fell down, Dave on top of you now.

he wrapped his arms around your belly, hunched over and fucking you on the ground now.

he didn't care where you guys fucked, but he needed his release so bad.

"fuck! shit... gonna fuckin' fill you up.."

he mumbled, bunny humping you as your face was shoved into the floor, moaning and letting out small cries.

"shhh.. sh, it's okay, jus' lemme fill you up, baby. im so close-"

he kissed down your back, trying to comfort you.

you clenched around him again, him bringing a calloused fjnger to play with your clit, pushing you over the edge while you came again. the clenching made him cum, half of his seed buried inside of your dripping cunt, the rest being on your ass.

"oh fuck.. look at you, darlin'."

he huffed, grabbing you by the hair to pull you up before he kissed you.

"fuck, missed you so much. you don't even know, sweetheart.."

There’s not enough dilf Dave on this site I need the hc’s I need to read about how he is with the kids, I need it

YESS I LOVE HCS!!! PLEASE SEND IN MORE ID LOVE TO WRITE LIL BLURBS :3

SFW!!!!

- he'd be so excited to be a dad ! i know he'd be nervous as fuck because he didn't have the best childhood but he'd be super excited to start a family w u

- now ofc he's rooting for a boy because he wants a mini him running around the house

- if it's a boy he'd want to teach him how to play baseball/football, guitar and karate ! he'd love to share his interests with the little guy

- ALWAYS tries to have father child time

"were gonna have so much fun without mommy, right kiddo??"

"say byeeee mommy, were gonna have boys night"

- LOVES helping out his kid with homework (even tho he's not that good at it)

- if it's a girl he's still equally as excited, really likes doing her hair :3

- VERY overprotective of his girl, if she has a crush he's ALL over her

- when she gets a boyfriend, he's probably gonna scare him away

NSFW!!!!

- teases the absolute shit out of u cus he loves seeing u squirm for him

- loves to kiss you (hands, cheeks, mouth, every part of your body, etc)

- BREEDING KINK. must i say more?!?

- calls you his all the time

"this pussy is all mine, yeah?"

"fuck, you're so pretty. this is all for me, baby."

- loves quickies (happens alot) usually either rough fucking sessions or bjs

- LOVE WHEN U CHOKE ON IT !! he gets too much pride and gets super cocky

- he lovessss missionary or backshots !!

- BIGGEST daddy kink ever

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i might add more later tbh but here u go !!!

I literally leaped 10 feet in the air when i saw u were gonna try mlm💞

The thought of Dilf Dave rubbing your bulge with his boot while degrading you is literally taking over my mind aaggghh *explodes*

OH MY GOD YES YE SYES YES HES YES ANON REVEAL YOURSELF NEOWWW (I think I kneo who u are)

AHHHHHH I LOVE THIS i can't really imagine 2000s dave but more like 90s???? yk cus he's young n experimentive... but ofc ill still do 2000s cus dilf Dave is my fav era

getting on your knees to make him feel good is such a dream. maybe a bit of a nightmare for you though, because Dave's a cocky little fuck. he'd have his hands fisted in your hair before you go down on him, making him even harder if that was possible.

he would throw his head back, him trying his best not to stand up and fuck your throat, but he wanted you to go at your own pace, for now atleast.

"god- yeah, taking this cock so well, huh? why don't you take the whole thing for me, pretty boy?"

he groaned once you licked around his tip, him shuddering inside your mouth, tip pressed against the inside of your plush cheek.

"yes sir-" you tried to say with a handful of dick in your mouth, which the vibrations only made him let out louder noises.

"if you don't hurry, im gonna use your mouth and won't stop until i cum, hm? please baby, go faster and take it all for daddy?"

you obeyed as you started jerking him off and sucking him at the same time, his length being bigger than normal, choking on it slightly.

"aaaaattta boy. fuckin' obedient little slut."

he groaned out, him involuntarily thrusting his hips up. you moved your body up and down, trying to get some friction for yourself, the bones in your boxers getting uncomfortable now, needing attention.

Dave noticed your struggles, him looking a little confused before he laughed.

"oh baby.. you need some help? i got ya, handsome."

he put his foot down, the tip of his boot pointing up before he glared down at you.

"don't fucking look at me like that and take it."

his tone was more and more demanding sounding, him biting his lip once you started riding his foot, grinding down on it slowly so you wouldn't over stimulate yourself, but Dave just nudged himself against your heat.

"mmh- sir-"

"hm? feels good don' it, slut?"

you nodded softly before you tried to reach a hand down your pants to touch yourself more, but Dave flicked it away with him hitting it with his knee.

"did i say you could touch yourself, baby boy?"

you pouted, tears starting to form in your eyes.

"awh... what's the matter? too needy for daddy that you can't hold off? too bad."

he had a shit eating smirk plastered on his face. he was going to have his release before you did.

"make daddy cum, then we'll see if my baby deserves it."

you immediately quickened your pace, sucking his dick like your life depended on it and riding his boot along with that.

there was saliva escaping your lips, rolling down his cock and onto the floor, everything getting messier and messier.

"oh...fuck! im gonna cum in this fuckin' mouth handsome.. you ready?"

you just stared up at him with doe eyes, swirling your tongue around the tip before he grabbed your hair tighter and started face fucking the life out of you.

his balls were clapping against your chin, tip reaching the back of your throat and... fuck you already came from the intensity. a wet spot shown on your bulge.

"cumming.. cumming!"

he groaned before shooting it down your throat. he was out of breath, pulling out before some dribbling down your lip, trying your best to swallow before you wiped your mouth.

Dave helped you stand up, pulling you into his lap, resting his chin on your shoulder.

"fuck, i think this good boy deserves something now- huh? whatcha think, baby?"

he kissed up your neck, feeling up your body before his hand grazed over your bulge, feeling the wet spot.

"what's this, slut?"

he groaned into your ear, unbuttoning your jeans and letting your dick spring out.

"i didn't say you could, did i?"

you where whining, not wanting to make him angry, but you just couldn't help yourself.

"sorry, sir.. but-"

you were cut off once he started jerking you off fast and rough, making sure to cover your slit so you didn't cum again.

"Dave! shit- please.. need to-"

"no."

"nonono please?? i- im so sorry just-"

"no."

you were squirmed around in his lap, shaking from your needed release.

"please.."

your dick was twitching in his calloused hand, trying to hold off but it was so hard to have any self control around Dave Mustaine.

"if you do, im gonna fuck that pretty ass when you're finished. daddy deserves a second release if you're getting one, right, pretty boy?"

you nodded frantically, needing this release more than anything right now, precum dribbling down your shaft.

"wanna cum?"

"mm- uh huh! please-"

"so fuckin' eager for me. say my name baby.."

he sped up until all he heard were loud inaudible moans and wet noises coming from your dick.

"f-fuck! 'm cumming.. i-im cumming! daddy.. fuck!"

you painted his hand before he flipped your positions, shoving you on your stomach on the bed, getting behind you and lining up.

"gonna make you cum so many more times, baby. you're gonna take it so well for daddy, right?"

you nodded, mumbling before gripping onto the sheets.

"yeah.. atta boy, all mine."

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STOPPPP THIS JS SO BAD (im good at mlm but i usually do member x member 😭😭)

Dilf Dave being furious with you and fucking you like an animal, pushing you to the edge but the moment he sees you can't take it anymore he slows down, kisses your cheeks and praises you for being his good girl

IM GONNA KILL MYSELF I NEED HIM

AAAAA HIM IN THIS ERA HEAR ME OUT

ok i can just imagine you and him going out to eat and some dude comes up to you saying you look beautiful and asks for your number or something, not really noticing that Dave was there cus he thought he was your uncle or sum 😭 (old man core) and you thank him which absolutely gets Dave pissed. if anyone complimented you of course you're going to reply, but that stare that Dave was giving this man scared him off. he wrote his number of a napkin, sliding it to you before leaving.

after you two finished, Dave didn't say anything on the ride home, him gripping the steering wheel tight.

of course you noticed, so you asked him what the problem was.

"that asshole at the restaurant."

was all he said before you let out a small laugh.

"he was only complementing me, hun-"

"yeah, well he probably wants to fuck your brains out if he had the chance."

he groaned before he looked at you, eyes full of anger and lust.

"and you're mine. you understand that? im the only one who gets to fuck that pussy, got that?"

his tone was getting more demanding, him talking through gritted teeth.

"i said, do you fucking got that? i know you can hear me, slut."

his harsh words sent chills up your spine, you just nodded, "mhm! yes sir-" you rushed out before he parked and walked inside with you.

he only let you take off your heels before he pushed you over the arm of the couch, you folded over for him with your ass in the air.

"need to make sure you know who you belong to. don't you think?"

he grunted behind you, unbuckling his belt before he pushed up your dress and smacked your ass with it.

you let out a squeal, moaning into the cushions. "please!" you whined.

"yeah, that's what i thought, baby.."

he pulled back your hips, gripping them tightly, putting two fingers into your cunt, lubricating them as he pulled out to rub it on his hard on.

"gonna fucking make sure everyone knows."

he said before shoving every inch of himself inside of you, thrusting harshly as his thighs clapped against your ass.

you were already gripping onto the cushions beneath you, whining as he kept going. he smacked your ass hard before he quickened his pace. the only thing being audible was your noises with skin on skin claps.

"Dave! Dave, baby-"

you couldn't help yourself, him getting harder by how loud you were being.

"hm? you like that? yeah you do. bet you can feel every fucking vein in this cock, can't you baby?"

he cooed, a huge grin plastered on his face.

"say.. why don't we call up your boyfriend and show him how good you're feeling princess?"

he grabbed your phone, typing the numbers in as he put it on speaker, putting the phone right next to your ear.

"hey! thought you weren't gonna call--"

"y-yeah! hi, how are you-?"

"good, now that im hearing your voice,"

"oh, yeah? heh- sorry about-"

your moans cut you off quickly.

"my GOD! Dave!! fuck, baby- feels so good i-"

Dave picked up your phone, chuckling.

"sorry out that, she's having the best dick ever. maybe she can call you back? bye."

he hung up shortly, throwing your phone on the ground softly.

you screamed before you drenched the couch switch your fluids. the phone immediately hanging up before your body went limp and all Dave was doing was using you as his personal little fuck toy.

"there you go.. wanna make daddy cum? fuck- keep squeezing around me, baby."

he was close and you obeyed him of course. Dave was constantly slapping your ass, groping it now.

"oh shit- 'm cumming.. gonna fill this cunt up real good, baby doll.."

he muttered before he did, breathing heavily once he came.

he reached down to kiss your cheek, cocok warming you now.

"did so well for me, my god. all mine? yeah?"

"m-mhm!! i-im all yours, daddy.."

"atta girl, so good for me."

thinkin about dilf dave who absolutely loves spoiling his girl sexually!! loves doing anything and everything she wants, whether it be him treating her like a toy or vice versa 🫣

OHMYGOD?!?!?! no cus i can just IMAGINE him letting u do whatever u want to him because he does anything for his little princess and completely let's you milk him dry.. PROVE ME WRONG!!!

he would literally be overstimulating himself until you're satisfied and fill every hole. OR if YOU want him to treat you like an even bigger slut? he's pounding your sweet pussy until sun rise. he can't get enough of u and he mixed praise and degration SO WELL? saying shit like "yeah, you're so good at taking it, baby.. this cock is all yours." , "fuck, you're gonna be the death of me, sweetheart.." , "good job, baby. making daddy so happy."

JUST AHHHHHHH and he would spoil the shit out of you with toys?!?! he would get you like custom chokers that say 'daddy's girl' and call you that the WHOLE time.

im sorry the brainrot is actually unreal i need this man to fuck me to tomorrow

sitting in between his legs while he’s lounging on the couch n youre just resting your head on his thigh and sucking his dick while he plays w ur hair PSLSLSKNDDK

sorry to say but this is literally so disgusting p 😗 JUST KIDDING 😈😈😈 i love u so much and you're feeding into my dilf dave addiction just right 🙏

he'd be watching TV, probably like a football game that's he's not super interested in but still liking to see who's winning and whatnot.

and there you are on your knees for him, looking up at his grey eyes, him caressing your cheek and softly petting your hair. he's paying more attention to the game than you, and you just got a little jealous from the attention being taken away from you.

his eyes are glued on the screen, not even noticing that you stripped his bottom half, pulling his length out of his boxers and sucking him off until he got hard. he looked down at you again, mouth full of his dick. he couldn't help but stare, him biting his lip and pushing you down slowly.

"whatcha doin', baby?"

he slurred, him trying to keep his eyes on both of the things infront of him. you were definitely a sight on your knees for him.

"mm?"

you mumbled with your mouth full, the vibrations going up his length and up his spine. he let out a slight groan in pleasure.

"o-okay.. okay, i know what you want baby girl, but daddy's watching a game, can you wait?"

he sighed, watching your eyebrows furrow as he said that, him groaning again as he couldn't get enough of how needy you were for him.

"tell ya what,"

he hummed, you perked up now, dick put of your mouth as it was resting against your cheek.

"if we win, ill fuck you dumb, how about that? you want that, princess?"

he hummed, playing with your hair again, and you just nodded frantically in response. he smirked and slapped his tip against your puffy lips. "better get suckin' then, baby." he hummed, putting his attention back to the screen.

you kissed up the tip, him shuddering in your hand as you put it in your mouth again, sucking it like it was the last dick on earth. his thigh was shaking a bit, but you didn't really notice. all you noticed were the noises coming out of him, grunts and moans escaping his parted lips.

you looked up to see his head thrown back, his lip tucked inside his mouth as he tried silencing himself. you went faster, getting sloppier with your moves as he grabbed a hold of your head with two hands, him keeping it there from moving as he looked down at you. you looked dazed and confused, swirling your tongue around his tip.

"baby- my god.."

he groaned out, holding your head in place before he started face fucking you rough and fast, balls slapping against your chin, gagging as saliva dripped from your mouth. you opened your mouth for him to have more access, his cock thrusting in and out of you like it was your cunt.

he shoved his length down your throat and pulled you all the way on it, making you gag before he came. filling your mouth with his seed, barely able to keep it all in.

"ah, ah ah.. swallow."

he groaned, and you obeyed. he smirked before leaning down to kiss you, the taste of himself on your tongue.

he looked up and saw that the team he was rooting for didn't win, him frowning in a teasing manner.

"you see that, baby?"

he pointed to the TV, him huffing in response. "didn't win" he looked down to see your face, you looked like you were about to cry. you needed him so bad and you were already so wet for him.

"but- please?"

you tried and he smirked.

"needy little girl, huh?"

he chuckled before pulling his pants up and carrying you over his shoulder to your bedroom.

THE ENDINGGGG I CANNNT OH MY GOD ?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??! this is so hot

could you write subby Dave x reader?and like the reader is teasing him and he got tired and yk, like stops being subby and the reader now is the subby?if you want add kinks for Dave, like idk, spitt kink?spanking?hair pulling?and all that 🤭

hi anon!! firstly i'm so so sorry that it's taken me a while to reach your request, my inbox was a little full and it got buried :(

but i absolutely love this idea! something about this feels very... accurate?? idk how to describe it but it feels like something that would actually happen with dave lol.

like he'd be underneath you, wriggling around, biting his lips as you work a light hand over his cock. he keeps whining and pleading for you to touch him properly, to put it inside you, but you only shush him and tell him to " be a good boy" and take whatever you give him. the more he begs the more teasing, more cruel you become. you hover over his cock, barely pushing the head of his cock in before you pull yourself away from him again.

this goes on for only a few minutes, but it seems like forever to dave, but he finally feels you begin to sink yourself lower on his cock and he's almost howling in pleasure, feeling delirious from the lack of proper stimulation. the sounds of pleasure quickly turn into growls of frustration, as you teasingly rise off of his cock once more.

dave's actions are so quick that you don't realize that your face is pressed into the mattress until you're struggling to breathe. in an instant, he's manhandled you until your face is shoved into the damp, sweat-soaked sheets and your ass is high up in the air, with your legs spread for him.

"i'm sick and tired of your shit," dave growls out between gritted teeth. you try to turn to face him, to try and say something to regain dominance, but before you can, dave spits in your open mouth and slams his cock into yours.

as you wriggle in his grasp, dave drills into your heat, delivering heavy-handed spanks to your ass, making the skin feel hot under his touch.

"s'too much," you whine, and subconsciously try to inch yourself away from his powerful thrusts.

dave yanks you back onto his dick by your hair, and sneers in a condescending tone, "it hurts? aw, that's too bad, hun. now be a good girl and take what i give you."

I LOVE DILF DAVE SO MUCH OH MY GOD 🗣⁉️

imagine him getting you ready before you guys fuck and he's fingering you so slowly that your trying to grind on them until he pounds his fingers in and out, making you clench around him. he would just love seeing you like this and wanting to make you cum before he even really touches you. he'd find it so pathetic and tease you about it.

"Dave- Dave, baby!! stop.. 'm gonna cum!"

"really? already? fuckin' slut. getting off to me and my dicks not even inside of you yet? you're fuckin' pathetic, hun."

he'd growl before you squirm and squeal. he's just so full of pride that he's going faster and faster, hitting deep inside of your cunt.

you bite your lip from your orgasm, trying not to make noise before you cover Dave's hand in your fluid. he just groans, pulling out before wiping his fingers on your plush thigh.

"felt that good, huh?"

he laughed before seeing you nod frantically, looking at him with watery eyes.

"want somethin' else that'll feel better? yeah?"

he grabbed your cheek, caressing it before you started nodding again. "course you do, baby. open for me," he put his finger in your mouth to pry it open before pulling himself out and shoving his length down your throat. you already started gagging before he started fucking your mouth like a fleshlight.

he loved the sight and couldn't get enough of your eyes rolling back and slobbering all over his dick like a braindead slut. "mm- dave-" your words were muffled before he pulled out and rested his wet length on your cheek. he tipped his head to the side before putting his hair behind his ear, waiting for you to talk.

"please- please, put it in..."

you begged, a frown forming on your face now. he smirked before he slapped his length against your juicy, blood shot lips.

"dunno, does the slut deserve it?"

everytime he put it against your lips, saliva attached to the tip from your bottom lip. you already looked fucked out, which only made him hornier.

"yes! please- i do, sir.. I'll be so good. please use me, please daddy?"

the name caught him off guard before he shook his head and brought his cock down to your slick pussy, shoving himself inside, balls deep before he started thrusting harshly in and out.

your breath hitches everytime he went in, him cupping one of your tits along with your neck.

you were a moaning mess under Dave, choking on your saliva as your eyes rolled back.

"ah, ah ah. fucking look at me."

he groaned before trying your best to meet his eyes. he looked so lustful from above and you could care less. "sir- sir!" you choked out, biting your lip.

"what was that, princess?"

he squeezed harder around your neck, smirking to himself.

"i- i.."

you could barely get anything out before you clung onto his arm, him just staring at your pussy while his dick was thrusting in and out even faster now, clenching around him everytime he did.

"fuck!"

he hissed before his rhythm got messier, throwing his head back before he came inside of you. him still fucking you through his own orgasm.

"fuck- cum for me baby- please, fuck-"

it was overstimulating for himself as you kept clenching around his dick to make it harder for him. he let out deep grunts and soft whines, him trying to go faster just so you would get off. his seed splattering all over your thighs and stomach before you came.

"daddy! my god- i-im cumming!"

you threw your head back before he came a second time. you were so full, already, him making you his.

Dave pulled out before lifting your legs above your head and spreading your folds to see his seed seep out of you, only making his pride deepen.

"fuckin' cockslut.."

i would love to see you talk about dave with a spit kink!!

IDK WHAT ERA TO DO...... but these two would go so well for it or maybe even late 80s tbh..

IMAGINE WHEN HE EATS U OUT?!?!? this man spreading your thighs apart, rubbing your clit in soft circles before he adds a finger or two inside while you clench around them. HE WOULD MAKE U SO OVERSTIMULATED n js go fast to see you break. when he does actually eat you out tho he's literally SPITTING on it and looking up at you with hungry eyes. straight up devouring you and smirking into your folds whole he groans. he would get you to squirt so easily from it omllll and he wouldn't stop.

i can js imagine when it's your turn to give him a little something in return and you're on your knees in front of him. he'd be rutting against your cheek while he can barely look at your face without cumming. he'd stop for a minute to bend down to your face and grip onto your chin before he spits on you. he'd wipe the saliva off of your cheek before sticking his wet thumb in your mouth saying "swallow it, slut" before smirking to himself and calling you a good girl when you do <3333

AND WHEN YALL FUCCCKKKKK?!?!?!?!? he'd be fucking you in missionary or from the back and just make such a slut out of you. if its missionary he'll give slow and deep thrusts, spitting into your mouth whenever it's open then closing it off with his tongue, kissing you passionately.

BUT IF ITS FROM THE BACK....... he's going ad fast as his body will let him, the bed almost louder than the both of you combined. he'd he making a makeshift ponytail, gripping your hair so hard he's ripping strands out. his hands on your hips as he grips onto you so tight his hand prints are there, marking you up and making you his slut. he'd tell you to open your mouth so he can spit in it. if you EVER smile back and bite your lip from it, he'll just pound you harder until you're screaming for him and the neighbors <33

Hear me out. reader “Bullying” (sexual teasing 🤓) Sub!Dave for being so soft and “weak” with Her but he acts like a tough guy out in public.

Like I can just see him being all shy with her behind closed doors and being really needy but the second someone else is in the room, They’d never know Dave likes being topped by his girlfriend.

Also not a mommy kink, but a ma’am kink.

i can imagine 80s Dave definitely being like this🤭

he would let you ride him, wanting to see howl beautiful you were on top and he seemed to like it.... a lot. he would have his head leaning back on the headboard of the bed, squirming as you bounce faster and faster, him whining loudly with tears in his eyes. he was so deep inside, he couldn't help himself.

"ffuck.. f-fuck! bbaby, slower hun-" he looked up, face all red and puffy, along with his eyes, moving his hands up to your hips to try and slow you down to a pace he could take easily.

you stopped completely before ripping his hands off of you and holding them both together by his wrists, him giving a pout. you leaned towards his ear, whispering to him, "you can take what i give you, ain't that right, Davie?" you pulled away, caressing his cheek with your free hand. he leaned his face into your touch, face stained with tears. "if you move, you're not getting your release, you understand?" you asked, tipping your head to the side.

Dave whined as he just nodded at your words, "can't hear you, baby. speak up for me." you huffed. he looked up at you through his fluffy bangs, "y-yes....ma'am" you smiled before grinding against his hard on, him throwing his head back at the touch.

he kept involuntarily thrusting his hips up, trying to get more friction despite his plead for you to go slower. you eyed him at his movement, but let it go. "thought you wanted it slower," you chuckled "fuccck you're needy." he whined at the comment but you just kissed him to make him shut up.

he was moaning into your mouth as you started to fuck yourself on his cock, biting on your bottom lip. you pulled away and he started to look more and more fucked out. he looked so pretty like this and he didn't even know it.

"i-i- baby- close.. 'm close- so close, pplease.."

he was trying so hard not to fill your throbbing cunt, genuinely trying so hard to have any type of self control.

"dunno, do you deserve it?"

"mh- mhm!! please- i- i-i'll do anything baby, please- wanna fill you up so bad, need it so bad.."

he wasn't gonna stop begging, kissing his softly one more time, him looking up at you lazily. "can i?" he asked, voice all soft and breathy. you nodded before he broke out of your hold, him wrapping his arms around your torso, pulling you two together before fucking into you at a pace you were going at before, just staring at his dick thrusting in and out of your tight pussy. it just turned him on so much more, him immediately shooting his seed inside of you.

you moaned, a string of "Dave"'s leaving your mouth. he gasped when he came, a high pitched moan leaving his lips, holding the back of your head softly. "thank you s' much- love you- i love you.." he mumbled.

he kissed all over your face, pulling put before covering the both of you with the big comforter, immediately drifting off to sleep.

AAAA GUYS.... can we just take a moment to appreciate Dave with glasses?!?!?!?! he's so cute and they actually look good on him 🤭

NO BUT just think about it. Dave with glasses being subby. WALK WITH ME HERE GUYS..

i just know this man would happily go down on you, just wanting to please you and not caring about his own pleasure. when he's eating you out, his glasses start to fog up from the hotness of his breath. he can barely see, but he doesn't care because he's just so determined to make your cum before he does. he'd be spreading you legs open whenever you close them and closing his own legs tightly to hold off. and man, when you finally finish, he's just sucking you dry. this man is literally eating you out like he's starved and your volume only increases from this. he'd be humping/grinding the edge of the bed because he can't help himself and he hasn't touched himself once, he's just being so good for you. when you tell him to touch himself, he doesn't waste anytime and nearly wails when he gets a hand down his pants, reaching to pull himself out and stroke himself for you. once he cums, he's just painting your belly along with your thighs and his own palm and all he can get out is an "i love you" before plopping down face first into the bed infront of him.

RAAHHHHH I LIVE FOR SUBBY DAVE WHY IS THERE SO LITTLE ON HERE ☹️☹️💔

SAGE so i was hanging out at the pool today and could not stop thinking about pool/hot tub sex with 80s dave GODDDD he'd be so mischievous i can't do this

HELLO??? YES i literally love you sm cus you bring in the best requests syn 💔💔🙏

just imagine Dave bringing you to the pool with the other guys because he wants to introduce you to them, so of course you say yes.

you have black bikini on, and it looks amazing on you, maybe a little too good. but you sat there, waiting for your boyfriend and the rest of the crew. you soon saw them walk up, and didn't see Dave yet, but hopefully he was going to show up. though, you did see three other males, one really long haired brunette and two others with medium length hair. you were about the only ones there, besides from three other girls who none of you knew.

after a few minutes, you saw the long haired boy come over to you, acting all friendly as he started to complement you.

"what's a pretty girl like you doin' here alone? why don't you come hang with me and my friends over there. whaddya say?"

you didn't really say anything, but you looked over his shoulder to see Dave right behind him, glaring at him like he was about to kill the dawn kid for talking to you. he had no idea who was behind him, so you smiled when you saw your boyfriend and Junior thought the gesture was towards him.

"cmon, let's go, yeah?"

when he tried grabbing your hand, Dave immediately slapped it off of you.

"what fucking gi- oh, hey Dave. when's your girl coming again?"

he asked, a little startled, "you're talkin' to her, fuckface," Dave groaned before pushing him to the side and shooing him off.

"talk to her like that again and i'll break both of your fucking arms,"

you were glad Dave came to the rescue, the over protectiveness giving you butterflies. he came closer before pulling you into a hug by your waist, clashing your bodies together before kissing you. he knew the others were looking, so he needed them to know that you were his. he reached a hand down to your ass, groping at it before pulling away, "cute suit," he whispered before walking you two over to the rest of the band.

"you assholes gonna swim or what? look like fuckin' lobsters."

you almost laughed at Dave's comment, them all just doing what he said, "seems like you have them on a leash, huh?" you giggled.

"yeah, guess soooo-"

he said before tackling you into the deep end, grabbing you so you both went down together. he knew you were going to be more than pissed at him for getting your hair wet, but he wanted to have a good time with you.

once you came to the surface, you groaned in annoyance and started to splash him. he turned to see that the water flying in the air was coming from you, and he just laughed.

"what? don't be mad over a little bit of water,"

you rolled your eyes as he picked you up and put you on the ledge of the pool side, "wanna go in the hot tub? 's kinda chilly in here, ain't it?" you could see the smirk on his lips rising, not really understanding before you felt the hardness rub against your leg. he tipped his head to the side, waiting for an answer and you looked around and just nodded softly. the other three were mingling with the other girls who were there, so hopefully they wouldn't pay attention to the two of you.

he pulled himself out of the pool and helped you up before leading you to the little hot tub in the corner. he set the temperature to warm but not overly hot, so the two of you could relax. once bubbles started floating to the top, he got in and you followed behind him, "are you sure this is a good idea? what if they look over here??" you were overthinking about it too much since you've never had public sex like this before. most importantly, not in a hot tub.

"then you better give 'em a fuckin' show, princess."

he said before sitting you in his lap, moving your bottoms to the side enough for his dick to fit in. once he lined up into you, he gripped onto your hips and started grinding you onto him.

"don't be too loud, mkay?"

he hushed, him going soft and slow. you could feel his chest against your back, him starting to pick up the pace. you're hands were grabbing on to his wrists, trying to steady yourself. you tried your best not to make any noise besides from soft, closed off "mm" sounds, the both of you being a little vocal. you could feel his breath against your ear, groaning softly into it.

it was starting to get overstimulating, but you tried your best to relax. Dave's length rubbing against your clit every time he went in and out of you. you could scream right about now, but you didn't want to get any unwanted attention. he immediately brought his hand up to your mouth to block any noise from coming out because he knew what was coming.

his thrusts got faster, you moaning into his palm before he shoved his ring and middle finger into your mouth.

"fucking suck."

his voice was low and raspy, him starting to get messier, knowing he was close too. you just listened, sending vibrations from your moans to his finger tips. your legs squeezed shut before you forcefully opened them again, holding them open with both hands as he went as fast and hard as his body would let him, causing you to get louder, seeing a few head turns, but couldn't find out where the noise was coming from.

"fuck- oh shit, 'm cumming.."

he huffed before pumping his seed inside of you. the grasp of your cunt around his dick only made him hornier before coming once again, really filling you up, enough for it to seep out of you.

he leaned back, trying to catch his breath before pulling out of you and fixing your bottoms. your legs were shaking before he picked you up and brought you over to the table with all your clothes. he helped you get dressed since you were violently shaking, knowing he fucked you maybe too good. it just made his ego go up a little more.

he bent down to kiss you on the forehead, moving your damp hair out of the way. everyone was dressed before Chris spoke up and offered to barbecue for everyone. Dave looked at you to see if you were up for it and just nodded. he smiled before agreeing and everyone left, going to the backyard to cook.

OH MY GODDDUFFUB ,???;@!

OH MY GOOOODDDD SYN !!!!! can we take a moment for jerking off subby dave 🏃‍♀️ cus just imagine this man whining and begging for you to go faster but you just go painfully slow. ALSO when he's about to cum you tell him no and put a finger over his slit but he still ends up cumming with your denial like 🙏🙏🙏

oh lord, sage…subby dave will be the death of me...also this one is a bit shorter than my others but yknow it happens LMAO

he’s a mess underneath you. your hand is wrapped around his flushed cock, stroking it excruciatingly slow. dave begs for you to move faster, cheeks stained with tears. he’s so fucking hard, and your pace is making things so much worse.

“please, sweetheart, please go faster…need it so bad. need you so bad,” he whines breathlessly, hands grasping at the sheets and thrusting up into your hand. you pull away from him, giving his cock a light slap, “you’ll take what i give you, understand?” He nods, whimpering out, “i’m sorry.”

you smile down at him as you bring your hand back to his cock, continuing to stroke him at your previous pace. he’s out of breath, gasping when your thumb runs over the head. “i’m close, sweetheart…gonna make me cum,” he groans, eyes squeezing shut. “no,” you state, looking him straight in the eyes, “you’ll only cum when i let you.”

dave is struggling to hold back. his need to let go is becoming overwhelming, and tears begin to well in his eyes. when you run your thumb over his slit again, he loses it. dave cries out, shaking as he cums into your hand, muttering apologies for disobeying you. you shush him, using your clean hand to brush his hair, “it’s ok, baby. My hand felt too good, didn’t it? you couldn't hold it in any longer, huh? that’s ok, you did so good for me.”

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NO CUS after i got the vampire ask i've been thinking about specifically THIS. so thank you so much for asking about this !!

could you just IMAGINE what kind of noises he'd be making?!?!? he's just so whiney and submissive, he'd be begging you to let him fuck you every second and when you finally say yes to at least letting him touch, he's ALL over you.

he wouldn't even bring you to a designated spot, he'd just have you right then and there because he's so riled up. he'd start kissing you and getting handsy, trying not to seem so desperate, but he can't himself when he's quite literally rutting against your soft thigh. he's just making it worse for himself, a sting of "please"'s coming out of him and he looks like he's about to cry.

"please! please, please, please.. god just let me? i promise i'll be good for you-"

he's just trying his best to convince you, and you finally say yes. oh lord, you're in for a treat. if you would call it that.

"th- thank you! i love you so- so much.."

he kisses you softly on the cheek before he aggressively flips you over on to your stomach, pulling your hips up before shoving two fingers into your entrance, him curling them inside of you causing yourself to moan. he was hitting your sweet spots way too fast, and you could just imagine what his dick could do to you.

your legs were shaking, your mouth covered, trying not to be so loud, "i'm coming!!" you squeal, your body shaking more as your body fell down and went limp.

"i'm not done makin' you cum, princess. you're gonna feel so good when we're done. can you take a little more?"

you just nodded, shoving your face into a pillow nearby, and he couldn't slip his dick in fast enough. he shoved himself deep inside of you, burying it inside your warm, slick cunt. he almost yelped when he came in contact and you could feel him twitching inside. he wrapped his arms around your stomach, bringing you two closer before he hunched over to bunny hump you. he started out slow before going faster and faster. he clearly couldn't get enough of you, and he probably wasn't going to stop any time soon.

"oh fuck! oh fuck- feels so good!!"

"god, you're all mine- mine only,"

you two were so sensitive, especially you. your insides felt bruised as Dave kept fucking you, you could yourself about to explode as you kept whining and moaning, "Dave, i-" you muttered before coming again. you squeezed around his cock, making him moan before he emptied himself inside you.

he pulled out, watching your cunt seep with his seed, and of course it just made him hornier. he stuck a finger or two inside you, making sure you kept it inside.

he grabbed your hips and placed kisses on them before kissing up your spine, rubbing circles into your skin, until you fell asleep.

PLEASE can you write something about Mustaine if he was a vampire??? It would be interesting to read headcanons about this.......

OH MY GOD YES !!!! tbh if Dave was any typa creature like that he'd 100% be a vamp (or a wolf, but we all know vampires are hotter 🏃‍♀️)

idk if you wanted a full fic but i'm really tired and don't have time to write one rn 💔 but ill put bullets/headcannons for you !!

- i can imagine when this man needs his blood feast he'd get a little uncomfortable to ask you to volunteer, but you'd reassure him and man. he would take. EVERY. chance. when you'd get a little nervous because you're afraid it'll hurt, he'd start at your thighs since they're the fattest part on your body. of course it'd hurt, but not as bad as you'd think and he's just lick you up after, trying not to get you all messy. looking up at you for reassurance asking you if it was too much... like ?!?+?+?

- this man is always flashing you grins and stupid smirks while flashing you his fangs because he knows you like them and he likes seeing you stare at them, slapping his arm or something to make him stop because you're getting embarrassed because he knows you like when he does that.

i honestly don't know what else to put 😭😭😭 but keep sending more Dave stuff!! i literally love this man sm

SAGE i have not been able to stop thinking abt corruption with dilf dave...he's so sweet, takin things slow for you. at this point he knows his way around women, yknow...he loves the fact that he gets to turn you into a whore for him <3

OMG SYN ?!?!?!? this is literally such a good fucking idea holy ALSO '99 DAVE?!?! my fav era 🤭🤭

riding this man would literally be the best thing in the world omg !!! he'd have a tight grip on your hips, squeezing at the fat on them that spilled from his fingers and he'd have his eyes closed, groaning and tipping his head back, letting you do all the work until you get tired enough to stop, "that's all you got, hun?" you'd nod softly, literally on the brink of erupting until he'd flip positions and fuck you so slow it hurts.

you're constantly begging for him to go faster but he just lands a slap on your ass, holding your hair back softly. he'd hunch over, mouth pressed to your ear, voice calm and demanding like always, "be a good girl for me, baby. you can take this cock however i want you too, hun." you whined at the response, gripping the sheets beneath yourself, trying to back yourself more on to Dave, seeking more friction.

"god, you are such a fuckin' slut. can you take it now? this what you wanted?"

he groans and sarcastically huffed before fucking you into the mattress, hands tight on your hips, hard and deep thrusts now. you're just moaning loudly before he shoves your head into the pillow infront of you. muffled "thank you"'s were being pulled out from your mouth, trying your best to stay quiet for the ginger.

he would pull out and you'd lift your head, looking back and pouting when you were left empty.

"what's wrong, princess, need more? need me to fill my whore up? oh, i know you do, fuckin' slut."

he'd shove himself back in, only for you to clench around his length and for him to let out a moan of pleasure. bringing his hand up to your throat choking you slightly, his thrusts got messier and messier before he came and filled your aching cunt, you cumming with him.

he pulls out and just let's his body go limp, dick pressed against your ass, "more," you whined and he's more than surprised as he chuckles softly.

"seems like i turned you into a cock slut, huh? you're lucky i have stamina, but im not going so easy this time."