⸸⨾𝕻𝕺𝕾𝕾𝖀𝕸⨾⸸

dave was hiding his needs again, but this time one that could kill him. yet couldnt exactly tell anyone.. he had been getting asked why he's paler than usual, skin being almost pure white like he had used face paint. the reality was he got turned to a vampire, fortunately not being able to get killed from sun as he's technically a human vampire hybrid.

he hadnt fed on anyone for a while, being near anyone fully human, it drove him nuts. having band practice was near hell.. he just had to get so close to james. his close proximity, paired with his crush he tries so desperately to hide. knowing the blonde likes him back always led him to feel sick to his stomach, he didnt want to accept he loves him, more than a friend.

dave was sitting in his bed, tuning his guitar. intentley staring at the knobs while winding the strings, trying to distract himself from the sweet and pungent smell of james's blood pumping through his veins as the blonde talked on and on about the movie playing in the background.

mustaine paused his tuning, he had started to sweat, body growing hot with his a dizzying feeling from his hunger. the young man steadied himself and closed his eyed, breathing. james was still talking, noticing the change in his freinds demeanor.

the gingers stomach wretched, he felt sickly from the lack of feeding.

"dave? are you.. okay? you look like your gonna puke, man.."

james asked, inquiring with a concern. he sat up from lying on his side, scooting to sit beside dave, crossing his legs on the bed and looking at his somewhat ill friend. dave slowly turned his head to gaze at him with wide eyes zeroed in on the blonde boy's cold blue eyes.

"yeah, im just hungry.. i didnt eat much today."

dave spoke, half lying with a crooked smile. he looked to james momentarialy, his next victim.. the ginger eyed his neck as he felt a familiar throbbing pain in his gums, sharp canines elongating in the confines of his mouth while his heart rate soared and made him twitch. mustaine took off his guitar and sat it aside slowly, trying to take as much time facing away from james to let his fangs come out.

the vampire paused, he was so, so dizzy. he bent over a little with a hand still on his guitar, slumping over. his human counterpart grabbing his shoulder to shake him and try to prop him back up. the blonde pleaded, asking dave if he was okay and how long he wasnt eating for.

"dave?? dude, we need to get something in you, this isn't normal,- i mean-"

he was cut off. the ginger sat up and was acting more normal for himself. his fangs had come out, he hid it slightly well but had to explain himself now.

"no.. no, i have been eating food.. it's just.."

dave looked away, the last thing he wanted was to scare james off.

"your.. eyes.."

james stuttered at him, the vampire looked taken aback.. but then it hit him, his eyes had turned yellow from his painful transformation, and pupils into thin slits.

"shit."

dave had no idea what to say, or even do. as he spoke his fangs flashed to the blue eyed human infront of him, hetfields stomach dropped as he examined his vampiric freinds face. he didnt think this was real, it just had to be a joke. he had so many diffrent questions..

"james.. i'm hungry for you..- i need your blood."

dave spat out, he looked as if he was getting angry, baring his teeth and narrowing his eyes as a rush of emotion pooled in his body, he started to crawl closer to the other boy on the bed, the blonde scooted back, fearful and nervous.

"i knew you.. werent normal.."

he said in between breaths. james was mortified, his heart was pounding, still trying to convince himself that it wasnt real while blushing from the proximity, daves sweet scent of mint and fruit paired with that of a musky lust for blood.

"dave..-"

james whined, he was frozen. scared he was going to die.. but dave wouldnt kill him, right? - the ginger was between his legs, huffing out slight growls of need.

dave reached out tenatively with one hand to move james' hair to the side as he crawled closer, ontop of the human boy. caging him in and leaning down to his throat while pushing his head to the side.

the vampire opened his mouth and his hot breath quickened, panting while gently placing his fangs to the tender skin of his bandmates neck. james threw his legs around dave's waist, making mustaine question where this was heading. he knew james liked him back, but didnt want to belive it, and didnt want to belive he liked james.

hetfield tried not to squirm, or whine. his dick was getting hard, making his hips want to wiggle from the tension. his eyes were wide with anticipation as he heard dave take one final breath to steady himself, and lean his head back momenterialy, before plunging his fangs right into the delicious meal before him.

he bit down, hard. his fangs stabbed straight through the skin with a slight crunch, the blonde nearly screamed, still letting out a yelp and sobbing from the hot and searing pain of blood being sucked from his very being. dave felt full again, felt his energy coming back, and dominance. he bit harder. james.. he tasted so good, better than anything he'd ever had.

he started to sink the rest of his sharpened teeth into his victim, growling under his breath, he chewed on the skin beneath him and licked over it, acting like a starving animal.. he wanted to tear the chunk of meat in his mouth straight from james, it made him want so much more.. but he couldnt kill his best friend, and maybe even a lover. the ginger restrained himself from ripping him to peices. a hot blush spread across daves face with evrey time he but deeper, his hips twitch from the taste, and sweet smells all around him eminating from the boy below him.

james threw his legs around dave while he bit down, grabbing into mustaines hair with both hands, with evrey drive of his fangs deeper, it made the blue eyed boy tighten his legs around his vampiric counterpart, he felt dizzy from loosing blood. the ginger pulled back, his teeth leaving puncture wounds in his favorite victims neck.

he grabbed hetfields face and forced the two of the to lock eyes. james was pale, eyes glazed over. he was mumbling and squirming, the blood loss was making him go into near shock, his skin felt slightly colder. he was dying, blood came trickling out of his nose while he was shallowly breathing. dave needed to get the blondes blood pumping.

"james.. i.. i- love you..-"

there it was, dave had confessed. this made james perk up. he looked directly into daves eyes, not only half looking. his movement picked up, he was trying to talk more but could only whine while desperately moving his body.

the ginger was erratic, panic had set in. he was frantic, feeling helpless and barely knowing what was going on, he sat on his knees, james' legs falling off from being wrapped around him, dave letting his eyes rake over the blondes slowly dying body, god, he looked so good laying under him like that.. but those thoughts couldnt come out now. he quickly pushed them away until his eyes had landed on the bulge between the other guitarists legs.

dave had to take a deep breath in, he stared unintentionally. it made his length twitch in his pants, a hot flush going to his cheeks as his stomach dropped, yet this time in a more lustful way. the vampire weighed his options and started to take james pants off with caution, looking back at him with almost evrey motion to see if there was any resistance.

he soon let james' dick spring from his boxers, taking both pants and underwear off his ankles and setting them aside. dave quickly spat on his hand and layed down beside the other, letting his head rest on tbe bottoms chest to hear his heart, it was slow, giving spaced out beats.

the ginger tenatively took his love intrests cock and began pumping, slowly. he had never touched another boy like this. his thumb gathered precum and smeared it over the blondes long shaft, enamored by the smell of someone elses musk. dave progressively worked up the courage to go faster, hearing james' heart speed up with evrey few pumps, knowing he was coming back to life was a relief, but he couldnt just stop now.

the human boy started to whimper, whining and lightly kicking his legs as his full consiousness was regained, he yelped daves name as the vampire moved down his body, getting down between his legs and licking up his thighs, biting him lightly, not enough to draw blood but hurt. it only made the blonde yelp more, but that was soon diffused with moans and strained groaning as dave licked over the head of james' slick cock, gethering the taste and giving little licks up and down his shaft, trying to do his best with zero experience, he dragged his tongue over the bottom ridges of the others cock and started to suck gently at his tip, feeling evrey little twitch.

hetfield grabbed daves hair impatiently and shoved him down onto his cock as he was trying to take more of the other slowly, eyes going to the sky and tossing his head back, arching his back aswell while trying to keep his knees apart.

dave tried to push himself off to refrain from getting choked, his tight throat taking all of james at an instant. and instead got pushed down again, feeling a warm liquid splash in the back of his hot throat. mustaine pushed back fully and coughed, spitting the cum out and looking at james, ashamed while wiping his mouth, the blonde was panting and staring at the ginger in disbelief.

"do you actually love me.. or are you just going to use me to feed off of.."

james asked, and intresting question. it seemed he wasnt very bothered by his sudden discovery of daves vamprism.

"no, james.. i do.. i'm in love with you.."

he spoke, scooting closer to james and reaching out to hold his face, leaning in for a gentle kiss.

dave was a good man, atleast he thought from time to time. he was 48, and had picked his drinking habit back up - it really wasnt the best idea, given his past with the substance. he always did keep his alcohol consumption in check, but for a few nights it had been getting out of hand. daves depression had set in, he needed new medication, his current ones was wearing off, and the effects had him miserable.

he had pleaded with his wife to not leave, she wasnt leaving for good. but threatened to take the kids and leave for a stay with her mother until dave could straighten himself out - it was two nights into his one week of personal hell, he lay in his usually shared bed on his side, half dressed and staring out the window at the sunlight being drowned out by the coming darkness of night, curating a beautiful twilight evening.

mustaine rolled onto his back and thought. his face tired and pale, not getting much sleep and on the verge of tears as he fought his thoughts away, riddled with anxiety. he thought what if he were never able to see his son and daughter again? the image in his head of living completely alone in his large house, devoid of any family life to keep a good flow of energy and activity.. it made his heart sink. his breathing sped up and eyes stung, he was a grown man, he couldnt cry.

the ginger sat up and cursed himself, looking out the window once more with a longing feeling. his body felt like it had something bottled up inside it, like a can of shaken soda ready to pop. he got up and threw some clothes on. a leather jacket, blue jeans, ankle boots, a guitar branded shirt, and a cross necklace with a chain. something fairly decent. with the final touches of brushing his shining firey locks, mustaine grabbed his keys and went out the front door. promptly locking it before driving to his closest bar.

it was a smaller one, he manouvered through the people standing around to get to the bar, and order a drink. - dave scanned the bar seats, finding the most attractive, and conviniently lonely person to sit next to, and out of all of them, he chose you. you glanced at mustaine while he sat and stared at the counter with his elbows on it and face resting on one hand as it propped him up, ordering something.

the bartender brought him his drink, whiskey on the rocks - he took a sip of it and looked over at you quite slowly, examining your body and envisioinging what you looked like through your clothes.

you caught him shamelessly looking and met his eyes.

"no hi, how are you? or whats your name?"

you spoke teasingly with a giggle. the ginger looked taken by suprise and embarassed, his cheeks tinted pink in the dim shining lights above the seats.

"sorry."

he spoke softly, looking away for a second and smiling, the way his lips curled, it made you think. his lips were so pink and plushy for an older man, and the way his hair fell so beautifully around all the rest of his features only made him more entrancing. it felt like someone put a spell on you when he spoke, igniting a fire in your stomach as you examines his face, he seemed to be a good bit older than you, that thought only stroked the ember that was still spurring on in your body.

"my names dave.. uh, mustaine. and you are..?"

after the short introduction, dave had asked what you were doing here, a somber look on his face, staring into your eyes qnd ready to listen.. your heart started to beat faster.

"well.. it's been a while, and i wanted to get some alcohol in my system, take a little bit of a load off from evreyone but also being in a social setting, i like the energy."

"hm.."

dave was quiet. he thought about why he was there. did he really wanna do this? this was only a temporary distraction from whats happening, he's going to go home and face the consequences one day if anyone finds out. but then again, what if they didnt?

"i just wanted to get out of the house."

he took a sip of his drink, swirling the ice around and setting it down. you put a hand on his knee, looking into his green tinted hazel eyes.

"hey, you okay? we can head somewhere else if you want."

mustaine looked at you. now was his time to decide, take your offer? or leave.

"sure.. where we heading?"

the taller man smirked, a hot flash runnung through his veins from the alcohol. mqking his cock twitch a bit at the implications. he snickered, standing up while glancing at your figure once more - you grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the bathrooms, going in one. the few people in there gazed at the pair of you, obviously going in the same stall. dave didnt care, he had urges to satisfy.

as soon as mustaine heard the door click he grabbed your shoulders and pinned you into the wall, immedeately kissing you.. you had no hesitation to kiss back, exploring his hot mouth with your tongue, hands grabbing into his fluffed curly locks while trying not to make noise, he groped your ass and pressed both of your hips together, feeling his hardening bulge.

daves hands went from your ass to your hips, following your waistband to take it off your pants, his ginger curls ghosting over your face as he bent down to slide them down. his hair smelled faintly sweet like a fruit, and a hint of mint. he held your head with one hand while kissing your neck and taking his belt off, the clink of it making your face burn, knowing whats to come, making you whine slightly from the heat pulsing between your thighs, the ginger putting his hand over your mouth to cut you off.

"keep your mouth shut."

he whispered into your ear in a commanding tone, he untensed his hand and let go, only to flip you around and spread you open, quickly sliding two fingers in his mouth to coat them in spit to prod into your hold and poke around, only just to tease you.

"you want more?"

mustaine whispered again the faint smell of his drink lingering on his breath, he leanined back to line his throbbing cock up with your hole while making you beg silently.. nodding your head rapidly as your legs twitched with anticipation, knees going weak from lust.

"oh.. obedient are we? good."

he spoke while rubbing the leaking tip of his thick cock on your entrance, pushing in as far as he could go without making noise. you bit your lip and shakily breathed while feeling the tender flesh of your guts get stretched out. it made you sweat, the arousal felt lile so many feelings crammed into one.

dave thrust his hips in and out of your body, warmpth encasing his as he leanes over you, burying his face in your neck while pounding into you. trying to make as little noise as possible, and hoping nobody was in the bathroom to hear the elicit wet noises and heavy breathing that couldnt be contained.

his hands tightened on your hips, strong palms and calloused fingers grasping at your softer skin as he asked a intense question with a strained and hushed voice.

"you.. mhh,- letting me cum inside you?"

his breath was burning hot now, the alcohol smell making your mind even more clouded, nodding your head in fervor, you could deal with the consequences later..

mustaine sped up his thrusts one last time before bottoming out, pushing as deep as he could reach and letting his breath hitch, spewing his seed deep inside of your body.

dave was at the usual houseparty with ellefson and the rest of his band, the room was dark with only lights from a tv and christmas lights, the stench of beer and liquor was going throughout the hpuse as multiple people were smoking, the room getting hotboxed with weed and cigarettes. it was loud so much going on.

the ginger sat on a couch pushed up against the wall near the tv, sitting with david while you stood in the crowd with a drink, the thin red solo cup standing out in the dim atmosphere.

you had caught his attention with your outfit,- a short skirt nearly showing your ass, paired with some ripped tights and heeled pointy boots with a tight band tee, chains and some spikes to decorate. smeared black eyeliner and shadow with glossy lips. dave looked your body up and down, biting his lip at your long legs, barely hidden by anything, knowing he could probably rip your stockings off and push your panties aside so easily. the alcohol in his system only served to heighten his thoughs, making his body hot and heart quicken with dizzyness.

mustaine looked over at david, who was near passed out in a drunken and tired stupor. dave nodded his head, like he was anny better.. and stood up to approach you, stumbling through the crowd until he put a hand on your shoulder, steafying himself and getting a good look at your face.

"hey.."

the taller man spoke, looking at all your features. eyes, nose, cheeks, how your makeup looked, the way your hair fell over your shoulders.. he tried to keep his eyes steady with yours, glancing down to your chest momentarily. his hungry gaze made you shudder slightly, he was eyeing you like a peice of meat.

"so.. i saw you from over there.."

*he said, pointing to the couch. you immediately knew where this was going, but this man was.. captivating. intimidating hazel eyes and flowing ginger locks, his hair was beautiful.. and so was that sharp jawline. the way he smirked, and how his lips curled salaciously into a smile was nothing but delicious.

you weighed your options, you could either go with him, and fuck.. maybe even get to kmow him, or pass up this golden opportunity with a gorgeous man.

"yeah? your still looking at me like your sitting over there.."

you hissed, setting your cup down on the table near your left side, and getting closer to the ginger. he was indeed still eyeing you, as much as he was trying to control his gaze, it wasnt working. he was locked onto your waist and thighs coming from your short, short skirt..

daves brow furrowed. he was not pleased with you being right, huffing and putting his hands on you. not exactly unwanted advances.. but it was definitely suprising, this level of boldness. his large hands gripped your waist and pulled you into him, you were forced to look up at his beautiful face once more.

"i can look at you however i want.."

he spat, leaning his face closer to yours, the comment made you feel taken back, matching his pissed off energy. your breath quickened, you felt like fucking smacking him. who was this convieniently breathtaking man to tell you he could ogle you like a steak? this feeling only resulted in you grabbing at his shirt and kissing him deeply, he growled into the kiss and held your face closer with one hand, pushing his tongue into your mouth, deeper, and deeper. tasting you within only a matyer of seconds. just another couple making out among the party crowd.. mustaine pushed your smaller body into the wall, both stumbling through people to get to the flat surface.

dave cornered you. boxing your frame in with his muscular arms while you both mingled your lips with need, it was getting steamy, his breath was burning against your face while your body got hot, face turning pink while sweating. mustaine broke away after being out of breath. panting with a slight grunt and staring in your eyes, loving what he's seeing in the darkened room, looling around aswell to find somewhere to take you.

he had grabbed your wrist, taking you through the crowd and down into the basement, the air was cold down the stairs, dave flipping the light on, locking the door, and towering over you as he got closer, squinting his eyes at you while brushing hair out of your eyes with a lip bite. he was being oddly soft with you, opposed to how he was acting a second ago. that was right before he flipped you around and slammed you into a bed that was down there for guests.

you yelped, nervous and aroused while he pulled your hair with one hand, having a fistful of it to force your head back to look at him, his hips met yours and began grinding his erection into it through his jeans.

"are you gonna be fucking good for me? let me rip those little stockings off you, hm?"

you nodded in approval, letting out a loud-

"uh-huhh!!"

dave gave your hair one good tug before letting go, flipping your skirt up and giving your ass a harsh and heavy handed smack, then shredding your tights swiftly. fabric ripping echoing as he tore them off your spread legs, yanking his pants and boxers down.

"yeah? so your gonna let me get up in your guts down here? like a little fucking slut..."

he gowled, rubbing his thumb over your clothed slit, yanking your panties and breaking the seam, tearing the fabric in half. it made you jump, what were you going to wear home? your whines got louder, face growing red while feeling mustaines blushing tip smear his own precum across your hole, poking your stiffened clit with it.

without warning, he smacked your ass again. the skin turning red again, it stung amd made your ears ring, it hurt. bad. and there was probably more to come.. but it only made you wetter.

"use your fucking words bitch."

he spat at you, plunging his cock into your core with both hands on your hips, prodding you in evrey right area with his length. moaning out and squirming, you obeyed his orders.

"yeah.. fuck me like i- i'm a little slut!!"

mustaine groaned as he began to thrust upon hearing your words, moving one hand to grip your hair again, holding your head back to hear your moaning better while he pumped his dick in and out of you, going faster and faster, spanking you as he sped up, grabbing a handfull of your ass after evrey smack.

"you like being spanked? you like being hit like a little bitch?"

he snarled again, panting and grunting out lewd noises while the sound of slapping flesh was heard, youbwere in pure bliss. eyes to the sky hot and bothered while being fucked out. dave closed his eyes and groaned, tossing his head back and driving his hips into you. he was nearing his end..

"yes!! hit me more please!! pleasseee!!"

you drawled out, letting him use your body like a plaything as he spanked you over qnd over, hot tears welling and falling down your cheeks, letting choked out moans as you clenched around mustaines length, cumming on him and sobbing out one final moan right before dave pulled out, shooting his thick ropes of cum all over that cute little skirt.