cliff burton x fem reader
smut, drug use (weed), oral (fem receiving), cursing, not proofread
you shifted against the wall of your small hotel as cliff placed the already lit joint between your lips, desperately trying to ignore the way his rough, talented fingertips brushed against your lips as he pulled his hands back into his lap, his eyes still glued to your lips.
you brush it off and inhale the fantastic weed, burning your lungs in the best way possible. you let your eyes fall down to those thick fingers, tapping some rhythm on his jean covered leg. probably trying to mentally map out a new song using just his fingers. god, what you’d do to have those very fingers wrapped around your-
“all good?” his calm, monotone voice broke the silence.
“mhm—yeah, yeah all good” you manage to stutter out, your face reddening slightly as you pass the joint back to him.
fuck, the weed must be strong if you were already this horny. although, you had to give some credit to cliff. him and his rings.. and his tattoos.. and his smile — okay maybe you could give a lot of credit to cliff.
you chuckle awkwardly as he hands the joint back to you. inhaling, you take another hit, longer this time. letting the smoke rest in your cheeks for a moment before breathing it back into your lungs, feeling slightly lightheaded as you exhale, handing the almost burnt out joint back to cliff.
“can i uh—try something?” he sounded almost as nervous and on edge as you felt, which was pretty rare for cliff.
he lifts the joint back to his lips, staring intensely into your eyes. he holds the smoke in, scuffling towards you. cliff holds your chin up, bring your lips close to his; not quite touching. he releases the smoke into your own mouth, immediately being guided into your lungs.
cliff leans back once more his hand still on your jaw, his thumb gently rubbing your skin absentmindedly.
“can i kiss you?” he murmured quietly.
nobody has ever asked you that before.
you nodded, slightly taken aback by the fact he was actually asking permission.
he guided his hand further back on your face, his thumb now resting on your cheekbone as cliff brought his face back close again, pressing his lips to yours.
it takes you a few moments to register what exactly was happening. he was kissing you.
you open your mouth slightly, silently begging him to intertwine his tongue with yours, and he did just that. you moaned at his taste. he tasted like alcohol, weed and something sweet that you couldn’t place, it was perfect.
the kiss was gentle and tame—and not enough. you bring your hands up to the back of his head and push him further into you, wanting to hold him impossibly closer, his hands not being able to decide on a place to rest so instead he grips desperately at your hips.
you moan, not being able to contain your sounds any longer, you feel cliff grin against your lips—taking the opportunity, you nip at his bottom lip, causing him to release a growl from somewhere deep in his chest.
neither of you were thinking anymore. the kisses were getting sloppy and less calculated. you broke the kiss briefly and rested your foreheads together
“cliff—please fuck me..” you breath out desperately
he answered you by roughly smashing his lips back to yours, accidentally getting a mouthful of a surprised moan. he parts from the kiss only to reach around you and flip your shirt up over your head.
“no bra hm?” he asks with a chuckle
you hide your face, cheeks reddening.
“aww c’mon.. i appreciate it” cliff muttered before lowering his head and delivering a small lick to the top of your breast.
you moan loudly as he continues to lick, suck, kiss and nip at the plush flesh, all the while subtlety grinding his hard dick on the cushion he was sitting on just a few minutes prior.
“lets get these off, hmm?” he gestured to your jeans with a small, gentle smack to your thigh
you could only whine in response, his smell and body heat surrounding you. comforting and intimidating all at once, you never wanted to leave.
you lift your ass off of the floor to give him easier access. cliff expertly gathers your panties and jeans and pulls them both down in one smooth movement, tossing them aside somewhere.
feeling vulnerable, you shut your legs absentmindedly. he gently coaxes them apart and whispers something against your leg before kissing it, instantly comforted, you let your head droop back against the wall as he guides a finger between your folds, gathering your slick but not quite pushing in.
“may i?” he asks in a low gravely voice, overcome by lust.
“please..” you manage to squeak out
he hums an agreement and lowers his face down to your entrance. He gives your wet clit a small kiss, lips wrapped perfectly around it, and your legs jerk, squeezing either side of his head.
“oh fuck” you groan desperately
cliff leaves small kisses all around your entrance, his nose bumping your clit as he moves his head. He licks a large and hot stripe up the length of your weeping slit with a groan that reverberates in your head.
he shakes his head side to side, lapping up as much slick as he possibly can head shakes, lapping at your plush and red entrance. the bumping of his nose on your clit torturing you slowly.
"gonna cum—" you whimper, tangling a hand in his hair.
cliff grunts and wraps his lips around your swollen clit, sucking harshly, desperately to make you cum for him. you see stars for a split second, screaming his name. pleasure verging on pain. you feel your orgasm rattle throughout your entire body, toes curling, eyes screwed shut in ecstasy.
he gives your quivering cunt one last kiss before pulling his head away, licking your slick from his lips, grinning like an idiot.
“so.. can i take you out for dinner sometime?”
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aaa im so sorry if this isnt great! its my first time writing in a while buuuut it felt good and i cant wait to write more! (psa, the stupid glitch that deleted all my works also deleted all of my asks in my inbox so PLEASE feel free to request!)
thank you for reading! ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭
