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weirdgenetic-fuckup · 10 days ago
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I need more people to be fucked up over body hair like beards sure fine whatever but BODY HAIR
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Especially pits like I’m not crazy IM NOT CRAZY
Dave’s pretty clean but like 😩
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I love body hair when it’s all sweaty and 🥺
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vinyldreamsfuckup · 9 months ago
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Can you write a slash fic about him liking the reader and the whole group knows but he like denies ever liking her and says he would “never like her because she’s weird” and she overheard and starts to distance herself - slash is confused and notices that she isn’t talking to him much and tries not to get upset.
It isn’t until they were all hanging out at the whiskey and duff points out that the reader is being flirted with by some other guy - slash is mad and takes a couple drinks before deciding to pull her away from the guy because he was jealous. With smut involved :)
Thank you I hope this isn’t a lot and of course get to it when you can - I love your writing by the way :3
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A: I love this idea so much omg. Also thank you so much 🥹🫶🏻 I really really hope I did this justice!! This is so long. I hope that’s okay🫣
Warnings: drinking, praise, slash x fem, smut, oral (female receiving), fingering (female receiving), semi-public sex, use of y/n once.
You were on your way to bring Slash lunch at Hell House. Guns had been working on their new album pretty constantly and you knew he would forget to eat if he wasn’t reminded. As you walked up the porch of the house you heard laughter. You paused for a second.
“Dude we all know you like her,” Axl said. His words were slightly slurred. He was probably drunk.
“No I don’t,” Slash laughed out.
“No you totally do. Admit it. You totally like y/n,” Izzy said. This caused your heart to jump. You? You had the biggest crush on Slash and you thought he liked you too but you had never talked about it. You were just friends.
“Guys come on,” Slash said chuckling a little.
“Admit it, seriously,” Steven chuckled.
“I don’t like her. Come on guys. She’s fucking weird you know that! I’d never like her like that. She’s just a friend,” Slash laughed out.
Your heart broke into a million pieces. You set the food on the floor in front of the door and quickly ran down the stairs. You ran until you couldn’t anymore. Weird? You didn’t think you were weird. Quirky maybe, but weird? You liked rock music and you were into nerdy things but you also worked at the Whiskey. Plus Slash was into nerdy things too! That’s what helped bond you guys. You were a great bartender and you were great with people. You had become such close friends with all the guys. How were you weird?
When you got home that night you just sat on your couch and drank some Jack Daniel’s. Slash’s words echoed in your head. You thought about all the times you and Slash had hung out. He never acted like anything was weird or like he didn’t enjoy hanging out with you. In fact you guys always watched movies and smoked joints together. He’d listen to your stories about the drunk people at work and you’d listen to his stories about new band drama or the most recent groupie who threw herself at him. He’d always say how much he’d wished they could just stay up all night and talk. How he’d never get tired of listening to you. The more you drank the more angry you got. Until the phone rang and pulled you away from your thoughts.
“Hello?” You slurred into the phone as you answered it.
“Hey,” Slash said on the other side. You froze for a second.
“What’s up?” You asked, trying not to sound quite as drunk as you were.
“I got the food you left. Why didn’t you come in and say hi?” Slash asked. You could hear him twirling the chord of the phone. Well shit. What do you say now?
“Um…I don’t know. You guys sounded busy thought it would be better not to bother you guys,” You cleared your throat then took another swig from the Jack Daniel’s bottle. That was a good enough excuse.
“You never bother us? What are you talking about?” Slash said, you heard rustling on the other side of the phone.
“Nothing. Hey. I’ll let you go. See you later,” you said and pulled the phone from your ear.
“Wait wha-“ Slash started but you hung up the phone. You walked into your bedroom took another long swig of Jack Daniel’s and then sat on your bed. What the fuck?
The whole next day Slash tried to call you to which you didn’t answer. That was until there was a loud knock at your door. You opened it wearing your oversized Motörhead t-shirt and jean shorts. Slash stood on the other side of the door. He was wearing a tight Led Zeppelin t-shirt with the sleeves slightly rolled up and some leather pants. He had food in his hands and a horror movie.
“I have food. To repay you. Can I come in?” Slash asked as he walked into your apartment.
“What?” You asked looking at him.
“I brought you food. Oh and I brought that horror movie I was telling you about! The Omen. I think you’ll love it! Can we watch it?” Slash asked. He plopped down on your couch and waited for your answer. He set the food on the coffee table and started pulling out the Mexican food from the bags.
“You know. Now’s not really a good time,” You said carefully. You grabbed a bottle of Jack and took a swig. Slash’s words still echoed in your brain. He’d never like you. He’s just your friend.
Slash looked at you and furrowed his eyebrows, “Are you okay?”
“Yeah I’m fine,” You smiled tightly and leaned against the kitchen counter.
“You’re lying. I know something’s wrong. Why won’t you talk to me?” Slash asked. He walked to you and placed his hand on the counter next to you, “I know you. Why are you pushing me away?”
God why did he have to look at you like that? His brown eyes searched your face. He looked so confused and hurt. All you could think about were his words. How he said he’d never like you.
“I’m not. Believe it or not I do have a life outside of catering to you,” You pushed past him and walked toward you room.
Slash looked at you with his eyebrows furrowed, “what’s wrong?”
“Nothing. I’m just tired. I have work so I’ll see you later okay?” You ushered Slash toward the door. He nodded slightly.
“Promise you’re okay?” Slash asked as he walked out the door.
“Yeah. Yeah I promise,” You smiled slightly.
“Rain check then?” Slash asked with a smile as his necklaces clanked together.
“Rain check,” You said with a tight smile and he walked back down the hallway.
The next night you went to work at the Whiskey. You wore your black lace corset and black leather pants. Your hair was pulled back into a ponytail and you were wearing eyeliner, mascara and a deep red lipstick. Metallica was playing that night and you knew it would be a wild show. Whenever you had the more popular bands played it was a wild night. Metallica were definitely getting more and more popular and it was going to be a quite the show.
You were working behind the bar and helping customers when Kirk Hammett walked up to you. You finished helping the customer then turned your attention to him. Yeah. You definitely had a type.
“Hi,” you smiled, “what can I get for you?”
Kirk smiled his goofy smile at you, “Can I just get a beer please? And you can start a tab I’m in the band.”
You grabbed his card and started a tab for him, “bottle or draft?”
“Hmmm what do you have?” Kirk asked. He leaned forward resting his hands against the bar. He stared at you. You could feel your stomach turn excitedly.
“Um…Budweiser and Heineken are both bottle and draft. Then we have bud light and blue ribbon in bottles,” I smiled. He nodded and smiled.
“I’ll have a Heineken. Draft,” he smiled. You poured the glass of beer and set it in front him.
“And what about you? Are you available?” Kirk asked with a smile before taking a sip of his drink. The door opened and Slash walked in with Duff and Axl. You took a deep breath and looked back at Kirk.
“I am available,” you leaned forward slightly. He took another sip of his beer.
“Well thank god for that,” Kirk chuckled, “so why is that? A beautiful woman such as yourself should never have to be alone.”
You smiled and straightened, “A charmer? How tempting.”
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“Why aren’t you talking to her?” Duff asked Slash.
“Well she’s barely talked to me. She kicked me out yesterday and said she had work, but she didn’t,” Slash said with a sigh.
“You think she likes you?” Duff asked with a small chuckle. Slash’s heart rate increased. He hoped you liked him.
“I don’t know,” Slash sighed.
“Maybe she’s not interested Slashy poo,” axl chuckled, “but she knows you totally are.”
“Dude shut up,” Slash leaned back in his seat.
“You’re into her. We can all see it. I don’t get why you won’t just admit it,” Duff said as he stood up, “I’m going to go get us drinks.”
Axl smiled, “No one is going to judge you if you like her. You two clearly get along. She clearly makes you happy. Plus she’s fucking hot.”
Slash looked at Axl, “She’s not like all the other girls though. You know? Like Erin and Adriana. They’re loose and hot and they come to all the shows. She’s different.”
“That’s a good thing man. You don’t want someone like Adriana,” Axl chuckled, “Like seriously you are much more of a one woman man.”
Slash nodded and looked at Axl, “You really wouldn’t mind?”
“Dude we’re all rooting for you two to get together, no one’s going to give a fuck,” Axl laughed. Duff came back and set a glass of whiskey in front of Slash and a beer in front of Axl.
“Dude, she’s totally getting hit on over there,” Duff chuckled and pointed to where you and Kirk were talking and flirting.
Slash felt his blood boil and his heart rate increase, “why would that be happening?”
Duff shrugged, “I totally thought she was into you. Maybe she’s not.”
Slash's anger spiked. Why were you pulling away? Why had you kicked him out? Why were you flirting with someone else. He thought you guys liked each other. He looked over and saw you flirting with Kirk. Another bartender walked out and spoke to you before starting to help with customers. Slash stood up and knocked back his whole glass of whiskey before walking up to you.
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You went back to talking to Kirk as your coworker helped with other customers. You and Kirk were laughing and flirting when Slash's loud footsteps approached the bar. You straightened and looked at him.
“Hey. We need to talk,” Slash said to you. You furrowed your eyebrows.
"About wha-" You started.
"Now." Slash said sternly. You took a deep breath.
You looked over at Kirk, "Excuse me a second."
Kirk nodded and took another sip of his beer. You walked out from behind the bar and Slash grabbed your arm and pulled you to the backstage area. He pushed open one of the rooms and dragged you into it.
"Slash what are you-" You started before Slash cut you off again.
"What the fuck is going on?" Slash asked. He was angry now.
"What?" You said back fully confused.
"Why the fuck are you pulling away? And flirting with some guy at the bar? Why haven't you fucking talked to me?" Slash asked getting more and more worked up.
"Why the fuck do you care? It's not like I'm your girlfriend?" You nearly yelled back at him.
Slash was taken aback, "What?"
"Yeah. I'm too "weird" to deserve that title aren't I?" You barked out. Slash's face fell.
"No. No. Did you hear me say all that stuff the other day?" Slash asked worriedly. His hands found your waist.
"Don't back pedal now, Hudson. It's fine," You opened the door and started to walk out. He grabbed your arm and pulled you in close to him.
"Let me explain," He whispered, his mouth was inches from your now. He pushed the door closed and then pushed you against it. You looked up at him and took a deep breath.
"I'm in love with you. I thought it was obvious," Slash whispered. You felt heat pool in your abdomen, "I have loved you for months."
"Wh-why didn't you do anything?" You said shakily. Slash smiled.
"I like the chase," Slash grabbed your chin and tilted it up, "Now let me remind you why you shouldn't be flirting with other guys."
Slash started to kiss down your neck and chest and over your cleavage. He started to undo your leather pants and his hand slipped in, his fingers brushing firmly over your panties. You took a sharp inhale and he smiled. He pushed past your panties and started to rub his fingers against your clit. A long moan left your mouth.
"Fuck...you're so wet. Is all of this for me?" Slash asked with a smile. His mouth connected back with your neck and his fingers moved quickly.
"Oh god...Slash..." You moaned out. Your hand tangled into his hair. He groaned against your neck and dropped to his knees. He undid your Doc Martens and pulled them off before quickly pulling your leather pants and underwear off your legs. He lifted a leg and wrapped it around his shoulder.
"God look at you," His hot breath hit your cunt and you groaned, "You're so fucking hot."
His tongue dragged up the length of your folds and you moaned loudly, your hand tangling into his curls again. He moaned against you causing vibrations to rattle through your body. It felt so good. He felt so good.
"Fuck...Slash..." You moaned loudly. He smiled and let his tongue find your bundle of nerves. He added pressure and stuck a finger in a gasp fell from your mouth. He groaned against you and his fingers moved as he fucked you.
"Mmmm so tight," He mumbled against you cunt. He added another finger earning another long moan. His tongue moved against your clit and he curved his finger hitting your g-spot as he fucked you. The sound of wet skin and moans filled the room. You didn't even care if anyone heard you. It felt so good. You felt that familiar tightness in your abdomen.
"Oh my god...Slash...I'm close" You groaned. His fingers and tongue moved faster and harder earning louder and louder moans until you came all over his finger. He stood up and licked his fingers.
"God you taste so good," Slash mumbled. You reached for his belt and undid it quickly. He smiled down at you and pressed your lips together. You quickly unzipped his pants and let them pool around his ankles. He wasn't wearing any underwear. Perfect. Easy. He lifted you up and pressed you against the door before pushing into you in one thrust.
"Fuck Slash...you feel so good," You moaned out loudly. He smiled and started to rock against you roughly. Loud moans fell from both of your mouths as you moved.
"You're so good. Fuck...oh my god. So good," Slash groaned as he fucked you senseless, "Yes...You're so pretty. Letting me fuck you like this."
You moaned and connected your lips. Long moans and breaths fell into each other's mouth. He started to move more sloppily and harder.
"Slash...Fuck...Oh my god...I'm close," You groaned out. He nodded and groaned louder. His head fell back and he came loudly. You followed suit. Watching him cum was so erotic and intimate. He leaned his forehead against yours as you both tried to catch your breath.
"I love you too,” you said breathlessly. He smiled and kissed you softly.
“Good,” He chuckled breathlessly.
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ghostbustting · 7 months ago
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hiiii, can you please please please do slash x Guns N’ Roses assistant?
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╰┈➤ “𝑶𝑵𝑬 𝑻𝑰𝑴𝑬„ ๋࣭⭑
Saul “Slash” Hudson x Reader
Contains Smut
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“This is a one time thing.”
Slash’s voice and grunts along with the sound of skin meeting skin in repeat are the only thing that fills my ears as I lay underneath him on what’s supposed to be my work desk, trying to control my breath while the pressure of his member that pushed in and out of me in repeat like an endless loop takes control of every sense I have, my chest heaving up and down.
I couldn’t help but chuckle between breathy moans, “You’ll be saying that again for the next few years I work here.” I say with a tired smirk.
He only sigh and glance down to where we are connected perfectly well like two missing pieces of a puzzle, he moved his rough fingers, which I figured were from his guitar playing, to wrap around my throat, the pressure his hand had earned a short gasp from my red lips which are swollen from all the interaction with his own lips.
“Shut up..” He grunted and I swore I could die in his arms by the time his other hand met my hips and held it tightly as his hips’ movement starts to accelerate, causing my eyes to roll to the back of my head.
Fuck, how is this man real?..
My moans only went louder when the hand he had around my throat went to one of my breasts that’s been slipped past my bra and unbuttoned shirt and he leaned down to wrap his oh so beautiful lips around my nipple, his soft yet hot tongue coating my skin with his saliva.
One of my hand reached up to hold onto his hair, my fingers getting tangled in his gorgeous curly hair.
A small whimper leave my lips, “F-fuck..” My legs shifts to wrap around him, locking his still moving hips against mine, while my other hand also shifts to place the lollipop I held between my lips.
“How can you-” He cut himself off with his own groan as he pick up his pace, “How can you eat a lollipop right now?” His breath
I slip the stick out again and let out yet another breathy moan, ”How can I not?” My lips became glossy and sweet from the lollipop when he leaned down to kiss me yet again, my lips too numb at this point to even understand how to move against his.
This feels wrong.. No, not the lollipop. What cringed me is the whole ‘fucking the guitarist of the band I work for’ shenanigan, god that sentence is a mouthful. Not only that, It’s the fact that I actually enjoy the way his fucking cock fits well and hits every right spots in me.
The way his grunts will harmonize together along with my small whimpers and breathy moans. The way his eyes holds an intense gaze all the way to my own.
He pull back from the kiss and grab my lollipop, I watch with hazy eyes as he bite the red candy off the stick, throwing the plastic stick away. I roll my eyes and mumble, “Party pooper..”
Just then, the phone I had on my desk rings. Slash’s eyes meets mine in a sharp gaze, almost threatening me from answering, all while still thrusting into me. I smirk and grab the phone from the receiver, bringing it up to my ear. “Hello, this is Alan Niven’s assistant speaking, how may I help you?” I manage to voice out without any hint of filth in my voice.
I can hear him grunt as he speed up his thrusts, trying to break the steadiness of my voice with how hard and fast he’s thrusting into me.
Swallowing the lump in my throat, I hummed into the phone at whatever the fuck the person was saying, I wasn’t even paying full attention. My eyes stays fixated on Slash’s, still in the same intense eye contact.
“You sent a mail?” I ask to the person, my other hand reach around my desk for where the pile of mails are supposed to be, covering the phone a little so I can let out a heavy breath without the person hearing it.
I manage to take the mail and open it with one hand, quickly reading through it while I feel my walls clenching around Slash’s cock. Taking deep breaths, I spoke to the phone again. “So.. you want… Guns N’ Roses to open for your new band?..”
Before the person can even answer, Slash took the phone and yelled into it, “We’re not interested, thanks!” Then he slammed it back onto the receiver, making me groan in annoyance.
“What the fuck—”
I was cut off short when he took two of his fingers and shoved them past my swollen lips, “Focus. On. Me.” He demanded, “Fucking tease..” He grunted.
I tried to speak around his fingers but they ended up muffled as he’s the one that’s chuckling now. “You whore.. fucking around with the band guitarist..” He spat, his other hand moving to rub circles gently on my clit, my moans became more desperate and loud yet muffled by his fingers.
A small chuckle leave his lips, seeing my vulnerable position, my work outfit looking rather filthy with how it now exposes what’s supposed to be private parts of me to him. “You know, the groupies out there don’t got shit on your sweet little pussy..” He said, slowly slipping his fingers out of my mouth.
His fingers slides out with a strand of saliva connecting from my glossy lips and the tip of his fingers. I cough and whimper, “I know. I’m that great.” I manage to utter out.
“You’ve got a big ego for an assistant.”
I let out a small scoff and arch my back from the desk as I feel my walls tightening around his girth even more, small whines leaving my lips as I look down at how his cock thrust in and out of my hole, feeling slightly dizzy.
I look up to see him smirking down at me, “You’re close aren’t you?” His voice was filled with playfulness, clearly enjoying how I’m squirming underneath him.
I nod, humming a little as my mouth struggles to utter out a word.
“C’mon, cum for me, baby.” He tapped on my thigh, accelerating his hips movement to encourage the urge in me to release.
With deep breaths, I throw my head back and let myself relax before my pussy clench even tighter around him and one more loud moan made it’s way out of me while I had the most intense release ever, my legs shaking. "Fuck fuck fuck..!" I cried out.
Not long, the guitarist follow close and fill his seeds right in my throbbing slick hole, making me feel full with his cum and my own that slowly drips down onto my desk when pulls out of me.
While I try to recover from the intense sex we had, Slash took the moment to look down at my pathetic position laying on the desk, my sweaty chest heaving up and down, my hair disheveled, my desk messy, and cum dripping down my thighs.
He sighs and run a hand through his curls, “Yea alright, I guess this won’t be a one time thing..”
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icumpinkglitterxo · 6 months ago
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hes gonna take it like a good boy
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hollywoodroses · 3 months ago
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wildcat (a guns n roses fan fiction)
you are invited by your best friend to a guns n roses concert at the famous cathouse night-club in los angeles. what you didn’t expect was to be initiated into a groupie
Warnings: smut including exhibitionism, fem!slash, voyeurism and praise (body worship), language
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You are waiting outside the very famous exotic rock n’ roll night-club, the cathouse. You would rather be at home reading a book but your best friend who happened to be a groupie invited you to join her.
Feeling self-conscious in your outfit, you are wearing a red lingerie body suit underneath a fishnet coverup. It made you feel this way because you had blossomed into a woman with a large DD chest and a narrow waist.
After waiting for what felt like hours, you and your friend are finally let into the club. The crowd is large and you start to worry. A few minutes pass by and the lights go down.
“Ladies & Gentlemen, Guns N’ Roses!” You hear over the loud intercom.
You are pushed forward towards the stage by the crowd. Once you get to the front, you put your hand on the barrier so you don’t get hurt.
You hear the opening notes to ‘Welcome to the Jungle’ and you are in awe of the band, especially Axl. Feeling like someone is watching you, you notice that the bassist is checking you out. You don’t know his name but give him a smile. The show is amazing and you get lost in the music, you can’t believe you were planning to decline your friend’s invitation to this club.
Before you know it the show is over.
“That was great, Y/BF/N” You say, you don’t hear anything back and notice your best friend is no where to be found.
You begin to panic as you call out her name in the crowd of people. What you don’t notice is the bassist from the band is watching you from the side of the stage. He walks onto the stage by the edge and goes down the stairs trying to catch up to you.
While being pushed around you quickly turn around and bump into the bassist.
“Whoa, slow down there sugar”. He says to you.
You are speechless as you look up at him. Suddenly feeling shy, you wish you had a coat to cover yourself.
“I can’t find my friend.” You admit to him, feeling lost and helpless.
He sees the worry in your eyes and smiles.
“My name is Duff. Listen, do you want to meet my band mates backstage? Judging by the way your friend was acting during the show she might be there.”
You are unsure but Duff seemed harmless. You agree to go with him not realizing that he had other ideas.
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Once you and Duff get backstage you are greeted by his bandmates.
“Guys, this is Y/N.” Duff introduces you.
“What do you think, do you wanna play”.
You are shocked at Duff’s words but find yourself nodding in agreement.
Steven is the first to walk up to you as you look at the floor in embarrassment.
He lifts your chin and smiles at you. You blush as he leans into a kiss. When your lips touch his, you can’t help but to deepen the kiss as you hear the other men wolf-whistle.
Steven brings you over to the couch where Axl is sitting and lays you in his lap. Axl feels you up and undoes the strap of your body-suit as he kisses you innocently. He doesn’t want to frighten you, he can tell you are a baby groupie, not because you are young but because this is the first time you have been with a rock band or musician.
You feel a chill and notice that you are completely nude. Losing your breath after making-out with Axl, you look over at his bandmates and notice them check you out hungrily. Blushing, Izzy walks up to you and blindfolds your eyes. You suddenly see darkness and whimper as you are kind of worried what can happen next.
“You are a goddess.”
“So perfect. God, I wanna rip you apart.”
You feel wetness in your pussy. Moaning you realize one of the men is licking you. You are about to moan but get choked as you feel someone stick their tongue down your throat. Feeling your lipstick smudging, the same person spits in your mouth.
“Oh my god, fuck.” You whisper. You hear a chuckle near you and you try to reach out to touch them.
You are getting excited as you get chills down your spine. You feel multiple hands on your body.
“Oh, so cute.” You hear a woman’s voice say.
“I want her too.”
Feeling glossed lips kiss your mouth, you start to feel soaked. Your body believing you are kissing the same woman who spoke earlier.
You suddenly feel something wet spray on your breasts and you scream in sexual bliss. Your fingers rub your chest and you take a taste realizing its cum.
‘It must be from one of the men’. You thought to yourself.
You had enough fun and games and took of your blindfold. Smiling with a little blush on your cheeks. You see five men and two women looking at you proudly.
When you finally see Duff you say “Well, that was fun.”
Everyone laughed, you heard one of the women say “welcome to the family”. You didn’t understand what they meant but thanked them.
Duff grabbed your hand and slowly walked you out. As he kisses you goodbye, you hear your friend say “There you are, I’ve been looking all over for you”. You break Duff’s kiss and see your friend. You hit her shoulder lightly but she’s speechless.
You see, you are glowing. Your friend can’t believe the sight of you looking all disheveled like a goddess.
“Did you fuck the band?” Your friend asks you in-front of Duff. He just shrugged his shoulders and winked.
You blush and hide your face in Duff’s jacket while holding onto him.
“That’s amazing, I’m really proud of you”.
You say one last goodbye to Duff wondering if you’ll see him and his bandmates again.
the end
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duffslut · 6 months ago
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On the tour bus
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Slash x Reader
My Masterlist.
Word Count: 745
Warnings: Smut! Drug use, Minors Dni.
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The bus was passing through some deserted place, the view from the window was already boring for you and you were almost regretting having begged your brother Izzy to go on his band's tour with him, Steven slept with a magazine on his face blocking the sun, Your brother Izzy was writing something on a piece of paper, Duff and Axl were rolling a joint while talking to each other and Slash was drawing on the bus window with a marker, tapping his feet on the floor with his cowboy boots. You had been on the road for hours, and you just couldn't stand not having anything to do anymore.
You stood up and walked to the back of the bus where everyone's bags were, including your brother's, which you knew must have something interesting in there. Once you found the small transparent package, you walked back down the aisle of the bus, stopping at the seat where Slash was sitting.
- Wanna get high? - You asked him, shaking the small plastic bag of coke.
Slash's eyes widened and you smiled watching him look from side to side before pulling you onto the seat next to him.
- Where did you get that? - He asked, a little afraid to approach you since Izzy was only a few feet away.
- It doesn't matter. - You said, opening the bag but Slash took it from you before you could take anything.
- You're nuts! - Slash said almost in a whisper. - Go to the bathroom and I'll come right after.
You rolled your eyes but obeyed, you and Slash locked in the bus bathroom alone? That was a great idea.
You went into the bathroom and left the door ajar without locking it. While you waited, you fixed your hair and touched up your lipstick, looking at yourself in the mirror. As soon as Slash got close to the door you pulled him into the tiny bathroom and closed the door.
- Pray Izzy doesn't find out we're doing this. - He said, about to pour some of the coke over the sink, but you took the bag from his hand and made a line right above your tits instead.
- What are you waiting for? - You asked.
Slash's confused expression turned into a small smile and he carefully lowered the straps of your top, pulling it down below your waist, exposing your breasts, his nose touched your skin and he snorted the coke out of you, slowly lifting his head and whispering in your ear:
- You're a crazy little bitch.. - He said and then you pulled his body throwing him against the door.
- My turn. - You lifted his shirt, his low pants showed some of his pubic hair which turned you on a little.
You formed the thin line of white powder over his abdomen and snorted it all at once, licking his skin after finishing.
- Are you that bored? - Slash grabbed your hair and pulled your face close to his. - Do you want me to fuck you with your brother out here?
You smiled, waving, closing your eyes and leaning in to kiss him.
- I do. - You said before kissing his soft lips and his tongue invaded your mouth.
Slash promptly opened your denim shorts and touched your wet panties without taking his lips off yours, you felt your head spin a little but his firm hand on your head gave you the security that you needed. You opened his pants and grabbed his hard cock. You were already high and didn't even care if you made noise or not, Slash moved your body and now you were leaning against the bathroom door, with your ass leaning towards him, you heard him snort another line of coke before resting his head on your shoulder and brushing his cock over your wet and needy pussy, you couldn't hold back a moan when he entered you, sliding his big dick into your pussy and starting to fuck you hard, nibbling on your skin as your exposed tits bounced with his thrusts.
- Fuck! Y/n.. - Slash growled in your ear as his cock went in and out of you faster and faster. - Y/n...
You continued to hear him say your name until the bathroom door opened and you almost fell naked to the floor, it wasn't Slash who was calling you.
- What the fuck is that?! - Izzy screamed, Duff and Axl appeared behind him with wide eyes, watching the scene between you and Slash.
- Shit.
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he-goes-down · 1 year ago
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Wild Child -smut
Anon req (MY FIRST AAAAAHHH) fem reader
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Pairing: Duff x reader x Izzy
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Warnings: threesome, unprotected p in v, oral F! Receiving, double penetration.
None edited, written on a phone in the middle of the night 😘
IF YOU DIDNT CATCH THE DRIFT THIS IS A SMUT
Second person pov:
The party was already going on strong, people were making out left right and centre, as-well as drinking and then throwing up left right and centre. This was one of the parties of Axl’s friends, you didn’t know him but it didn’t really matter. It wasn’t actually Axl that told you to come, but Duff and Izzy on two different days. Duff and Izzy always fought for your attention, you weren’t all that oblivious about it, you kinda enjoyed two hot guys fighting over you. You didn’t have a favourite, you loved them both, they were both so gorgeous and hot in their own way. Izzy being more mysterious and dark like a vampire, and Duff being more tall, sweet and probably had a secret rough side to him. You had decided to agree to both their requests on coming but came alone as to not add more tension.
You were sat down on the floor in a circle with other people playing spin the bottle. But a little more spicy. You were wearing a short black dress that showed a lot of skin, especially your chest, legs and sides as the dress was two pieces of fabric tied together elegantly on your sides. Izzy and Duff who were sitting across for you couldn’t stop starting at you. Both of them thinking about unspeakable things. The empty beer bottle was spun, everyone starring anxiously. It landed on one of the blonde girls sitting close to you. Another spin. Landing on the brown haired man next to her. Some guy took out a hat and rummaged through it and picked put a piece of paper, “Oooooh, seven minutes in heaven.” He exclaimed. They both got up and headed to the nearest closet. Soon the bottle was spun again, this time landing on Steven who sat next to you, you sighed nervously as it was very close to picking you, then the bottle landed on a girl who was a person away from Izzy. “Blowjob!! Whoo!!” The man picked out the piece of paper from the hat enthusiastically. Steven and the girl went off to a couch somewhere in the distance to do their business. This time the bottle was spun and landed directly onto you. You were feeling hot and excited. A-lot of the guys around were long haired and fine. Izzy and Duff on the other-side were both crossing their fingers behind their backs, and their hearts racing at a unimaginable pace. They’d do anything to just touch you and see you in private. The bottle was spun again, this time it felt so slow and yet so fast. Spin. Spin. Spin. Round. Round and round. The sound of the glass clanking on the floor was the only sound that played in your ears. The bottle had stopped spinning. Landing right in between Duff and Izzy. No more to the right, no more to the left. Just straight in the middle. “Seems like this is gonna be a three person job. Aren’t you lucky hun?” The guy smirked and began to dug into the hat once more. Your face was burning hot. ‘Shit.’ You didn’t even want to look at them at this point, if you did they would be starring straight at you in lust or starring at each other with rage.
The paper was finally taken out of the hat. “A Fuck.” The guy said and following with an over enthusiastic and dramatic ‘oooo’ at the end. Fuck your cheeks were red hot. You glanced up to look at Duff and Izzy, they were watching you with drunken lust. You were drunk too, your mind already foggy but now looking at the hot men across from you made it even more foggy with desire. This was secretly your dream, and you were gonna take it. “Can she not just choose one?” Both Duff and Izzy said in unison then starred each-other down after asking the question to the man. “Nope. Rules are rules. Have fun!” He said and two other guys lead the three of you to vacant bedroom.
It was quiet. But Duff broke the silence. “We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.” He said sincerely. “Yeah, it can just be us two.” Izzy said jokingly. But he meant it. Izzy was about to say something more but you interrupted him by quickly kissing him passionately and throwing your arms around his neck, he was surprised but kissed back with aggression and desire. Before he could slip his tongue in, you retracted your lips from him, panting. “Just fuck me already.” You said looking at Duff then back to Izzy. “Fuck” they both groaned in horniness at your words that they’d fantasised about, and it was on.
Soon both of them were just in their underwear, watching you as you slowly stripped off your clothes. Teasing them. Their hard ons were getting harder and more visible by the second of you shedding off your clothes and lastly being stood their in your red lace underwear set. They were going to explode in anticipation. Izzy had enough and pushed you onto the bed, taking off your panties in a flash. Kissing up your inner thighs, getting closer to your soaking core. Meanwhile Duff laid next to you, one arm slumped over your stomach holding your waist. Kissing softly from your jaw to your neck, to your collarbone, shedding off the straps of your bra from your shoulders and began kissing and sucking your exposed cleavage.
You moaned and gasped loudly as Izzy kissed your clit, licking up your folds and stuck his tongue in your wet pussy. “You sound so beautiful…” Duff sighed lustfully, before going to leave another dark purple love bite on your breast. His one hand rubbing up and down your waist, holding onto your soft skin. The other hand intwined with yours as he pins your arm to the bed. Izzy’s hands were harshly holding onto your thighs as he dug his tongue into you, his whole face pushed against your hear, his big nose teasing your clit, making your head spin in ecstasy. You arched your back and moaned, Izzy groaned in response of the sweet sound of him finally pleasing you, the vibrations sent shocks through your pussy and up your spine. Duff unhooked your bra, throwing it to the side and started to suck your nipples. Spinning his tongue around the sensitive bud, which sent a tingling feeling down to your already over stimulated heat. Izzy was going wild on your clit, sucking, licking, flicking and pressing hard against it with his tongue. “Fuck!” You moaned. Your one free hand was grabbing and tangled in Izzy’s black hair, lightly pushing his head further down onto you. Another loud moan and whine. “I’m gonna cum! Oh fuck…” you moaned as your legs began to shake. You heard and felt the vibrations of a muffled ‘cum’ command from Izzy as he continued to eat you out like it was his last meal on earth. Duff held onto your waist tighter as you shook, whispering dirty words in your ear, somehow making you wetter than before. You felt a tingly pressurised feeling in the bottom of your stomach. Growing more and more as you were reaching your climax. You clutched harshly onto Izzy hair and Duff’s hand. “Fuck!” You moaned as you came all over Izzy’s mouth and shook in the two mens grasp.
Izzy detached his face from your pussy, his lustful hazel eyes looking up at you, your slick dripping down to his chin from his mouth. He licked his lips and wiped the bottom half of his face before crawling over you and kissing you. You could taste yourself on his lips. Duff lightly pushed him off you and kissed your cheek. His face now the only thing in view. He didn’t care or even notice that Izzy was giving him a stare that looked like he was going to commit a murder. “What do you want now sweetheart?” Duff asked softly, still filled with desire. “I need you.” You said bluntly, your head was still slightly foggy from your first orgasm of the night. “What do you need from me?” He tilted his head slightly, his hand now trailing down from your waist to your hips, his thumb doing circles around the skin. “I need both of you, in me. Please.” You pleaded in a whine. They didn’t care at this point, they waited to long to have you to care about someone else being there.
You sat on the edge of the bed, intently watching as the two men were taking off their underwear. Both dicks bounced slightly as they came out of the restrictive underwear. Hard, big, dripping with precum. Your pussy throbbing and physically hurting at the empty space that now needed to be filled by them. Their dicks were both big, way above average, Duff’s was a little longer than Izzy’s but Izzy’s was thicker. You were too busy in a heated and drooling daydream to realise that Duff was in front of you, his 6’3 figure leaning down slightly. He took you by the hips, then moving to your ass, picking you up like you weighed absolutely nothing. Your legs around his torso and your arms around his neck, his hands now on the curve of your waist. You were getting heated at the skin to skin contact that was happening, and his hard dick resting on your wet cunt. Duff rested his back on one of the walls of the room, for support, to fuck you at the right angle. Izzy came up behind you, his dick now against your ass, his hands resting on your hips, and kissing your neck. He was so ready to do the most unspeakable things to you. “What about condoms?” Duff asked as he just remembered. Fuck, you didn’t care, you wanted them to fill you and leave you dripping and their cum running down your legs, unable to walk. “I don’t care. Just fuck me.” You spoke. It made both of their minds spin, that was so fucking hot.
“Ready baby?” Izzy asked, his hot breathe against your ear, tingling down your spine. “Mhm.” You responded biting your lip and nodding. Your breath shaky, waiting in anticipation for him to fill you. He held tightly onto your hips. You whined as he slowly entered your pussy. You laid your face in the crook of Duff’s neck as you moaned at the feeling of Izzy stretching you out. Izzy’s head flung back in pleasure as he felt you clench around him as he bottomed you out. You felt hot and antsy already, god you needed to be fucked till day break. Izzy soon pulled out, not all the way, and thrusted back into you lightly. “Fuck…” he huffed lowly. “So fucking tight…” he groaned softly to himself as he stayed in position. “You okay baby?” Duff asked sincerely, his green eyes starring into yours. “Yeah…” you let out a pleasure filled sigh. “Are you ready?” He asked. You nodded. You leaned back a bit against Izzy’s chest as Duff’s tip was grazing against your already filled hole. “Go slow.” Izzy told him. “If he hurts you I’ll beat him.” Izzy whispered in your ear light heartedly. You gave a small smile in response. “Tell me if it hurts, okay?” Duff said. You nodded again. You exhaled deeply as Duff pushed into you, going slowly and carefully. You felt tears pricking the corners of your eyes. Duff stopped, “Shit, are you okay?” He asked in worry. “Please just keep going” You whined. The tears were of pain and pleasure. Meanwhile Izzy’s hand snaked around and his two fingers began to rub on your clit. Now easing the pain of your pussy being stretched to it’s limits. Izzy also began leaving big hickeys on your neck, which relieved more of the pain. Duff panted and lowly groaned at the little space he was squeezed in. Swore he could cum just at this moment. His skin finally met yours and his tip reached the end. You moaned at this fantasy feeling of both of them being in you. Duff soon did the same as Izzy and did one thrust into you. The back of your head now rested on Izzy’s shoulder as you moaned loudly, while Duff hit your g spot and Izzy touched you in the right place.
After a few minutes of grunts and groans and them cockwarming inside of you, you were ready to be railed by them and you told them. Duff began to slowing thrust in and out of you, hitting your g spot. Soon as you were ready Izzy joined, but thrusting one second behind Duff’s rhythm. It was double the amount of skin against skin slapping that echoed through out the room. “Oh god!” You let out a moan which followed calling out both their names. Setting them off. Their thrusts driving faster and hitting your spots harder than before. You clawed at Duff’s back, whining and moaning in his ear, and kissing groaned as he bit harshly into your skin on your neck and his fingers working faster on your clit. “Oh fuck baby, I’m gonna cum.” Duff panted between sloppy thrusts, you could feel Izzy was too. “Cum in me!” You stuttered, slurring a bit as your brain was going foggy and everything was going numb, you were close as well. “I’m gonna-…!” You couldn’t even finish your sentence before you came all over their dicks as they continued to raw dog your pussy to pieces. “ Fuck! I love you princess…” Izzy exhaled into your ear right before he spilled inside you. Duff kissed you lustfully, his tongue entering your mouth, and your two tongues dancing as he coated your insides with his cum which was now mixed with Izzy’s.
“You’re mine.” They both whispered in your ear in unison.
A/n: OMG SORRY IF THIS WAS SHIT
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skinomyteethh · 1 year ago
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I can’t stop thinking abt sub slash I need a fanfic if that’s possible.
₊˙♡﹗˚ ༘ moaning like a bitch
﹗pairing; slash x fem! reader
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★🎸 summary: sub! slash :3
★ contains/warnings: sub! slash. dom! fem! reader. oral (f. receiving). handjob. mentions of degradation and praise. spelling/grammar mistakes maybe.
★ authors note: I'm so fuckin sorry for not posting in a while everything is so hectic rn.
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✩ ᵕ̈ ིྀ ! due to his confident and laid-back stage persona combined with his heavy drinking habits and drug consumption many people believed slash to be an egotistical, dominating man, yet behind closed doors he was the complete opposite when he was alone with her. with [name] slash felt small, submissive, even delicate and dainty. it was strange.
he didn't know how or why he was feeling these things towards her, these sexual whims to follow her ever command to just appeared as soon as he laid eyes on her, he needed to be hers, desperately.
his bare back was against her semi-clothed chest. she trailed her right hand down his chest, caressing his bare skin, her left hand toying with his plethora of necklaces. shortly after, he right hand continued to trail down, gently wrapping her hand around the base of his cock. a soft, pleading whine escaped slash's lips at the newfound sensation.
[name] stroked him at an awfully slow pace, his whines and moans filled the previous silence of the bedroom. her soft, warm hand trailed up from the base to the tip of his cock. it was a dark red hue, dribbles of pre-cum leaking from the slit, trailing down towards his neatly shaven base. his mouth was opened a-gape, continuous plead escaping his plump red lips.
he fidgeted at the pleasure, his hands clawing at the now messed up white bedsheets. slash felt absolutely pathetic, so vulnerable. he was moaning and crying like a bitch, it was truly an incredible, lustful sight. her warm lips pressed softly against his ear, muttering a myriad of praises as well as degrading words and expressions.
'you're such a good boy for me' , and 'you're a pathetic little bitch' were just some of the many praises and degrading words that escaped [name]'s lips and were directed at him. despite the words being rather simple they turned him on so much and only pushed him closer and closer to the edge.
the pace of her stroking abruptly quickened, lewd sounds of his pre-cum getting smothered up and down his length, causing it to glisten beautifully. slash rested his head back against her shoulder, biting his bottom lip, his brown eyes half-lidded, he seemed overcome by lust.
his hands reached up to her forearm, clawing at it as the pitch of his moans began to rise. slash's eyes trailed to her lips, his plump ones parting as he attempted to catch his breath, [name] innocently smiled at him, leaning her head down. the two shared a messy kiss, spit streaming down the their chins. he pushed himself back against her, bucking his hips.
a multitude of curse words escaped his lips and without warning spurts of thick, white cum spilled from his cock, landing on slash's stomach and chest area as well as the palm of [name]'s hand. he panted, breathlessly, glancing up at her as she deliciously and rather pornographically licked his cum off of her palm, somewhat savoring the slightly salty taste. her clean left hand grabbed his chin, moving his head up, passionately kissing his bitten pink lips.
throughout the span of the kiss he could faintly taste his own cum. he moan slightly at the flavor, pulling away from the kiss. a string of saliva now connecting their tongues as they parted away from one another. slash then placed a hand on her shoulder, making her lay down against the mountain of pillows.
he slotted his head in-between her plush thighs, gripping the flesh. his pink tongue stuck out of his mouth as he licked a stripe from her clit down to her entrance, continuously focusing his tongue on her sensitive clit. once again praises escaped her lips, her hands, tightly grasping onto the roots of his curls, grinding her hips against her face.
slash simply laid in place, letting her somewhat ride his face and pleasure herself. her pleasure-filled moans encouraging him to maintain his position, maintaining his face shoved in between her folds. eventually, slash inserted his tongue into her entrance. his face became an even bigger mess, [name]'s arousal not only coating his lips now but also his chin and up to the bridge of his nose.
with every thrust of his tongue or bump of his nose against her clit, and even every kiss he planted on her fluttering cunt inched he closer and closer to an anticipated orgasm. he pulled his tongue out of her entrance, now licking her clit over and over, stimulating it, causing her to finally release all over his face.
a small smile crept up on his face, placing a plethora of kisses along her jawline. the kisses were innocent, unlike their previous actions. this night was surely one to remember, and maybe being subby wasn't so bad.
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whxr3ss · 9 months ago
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DRAIN YOU.
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warnings: smut, size kink? restraints (bondage), eating out, all the juicy stuff. if you're uncomfy, click off my loves! minors, dni!
summary: you and izzy have been together, but you've wanted to try something with him.
pairing: izzy stradlin x reader.
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authors note: goshh, i made this so late. i'm writing more for you guys! request some things and i'll definitely get back to yall! love you guys, stay hydrated and hope you enjoy this you hornets.
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you crawled up against izzy. tapping his shoulder gently, but almost needlessly, his head weakly dressed it's way towards you. he gave you a soft look, cigarette hanging in between his lips. his gaze was still on you as he pulled the grazing cigarette out his mouth. smoke puffed out his mouth. "what's goin' baby?" he mumbled to you. you smiled and bit ur bottom lip softly. "nothinn," you giggled, while you looked at him giggly. he rolled his eyes and smiled, now nudging you with an eager ponder. "what is it? cmon, you tapped me. what's wrong babygirl?" he raised a brow, his black hair falling short to his shoulders with his slight smile. you sighed and pouted. "i was thinking, what if we try something new?" you questioned, now snaking in a hush towards izzy. he wrapped a palm around the back of your neck, his other hand flicked the cigarette against the ash-tray, placing it down as some smoke poured up. he now moved his other hand to your waist, curving his fingers in the curve of your hips. "what baby? what is it? we can tr-" he was cut off by you, "bondage. y'know.. ropes, ties. being restrained," you eagerly spoke, getting up close to his lips. your lips, and his lips were almost touching at this point. "we can try that baby," he whispered, seductively smelling in your pheromones. he now moved you underneath him, as his body inched on top of you.
he hummed, now getting into your neck. as you would usually grab the back of his head with ur hand, he gently stopped you. he grabbed both ur wrists, putting them tightly together as his hand. he was much larger than you. taller and leaner. he held your hands together as you whimpered, your legs closing together. "mmhm," you cried out quietly, tucked in a whimper as he used his other hand to rub your clit through your panties that was tucked underneath your skirt. he rubbed there with two fingers, while you arched your body back and then your head, while it almost hit the head-board. he gave you a smirk, leaving purple hickey's coating your inner neck, and such. he sucked at the skin, leaving the blood rising to the surface and leaving the skin aching for more of his vampire-laced kisses. he moved down more, your tank top straps were falling off your shoulders. he moved the hand that was pleading against your clit and he used it to tear your tank top off your body. of course, being the hornball you were, you weren't wearing a bra. but you were wearing panties. logic? no where to be seen or found. as he slipped the ripped white tank away, he rugged at your skirt, lifting it down and around ur ankles, and off you completely.
he tossed these away, "so eager for me baby?" he cooed, hushing you. "mmgh, izzy," you pleaded. "what? use your words, y'know the rule honey," izzy teased at you, and you whispered, "i want you.. please- e-eat me out," you specifically asked, as izzy nodded. "good girl,," he praised, now kissing in between your breasts, he left tiny marks, as one hand, free hand, kneaded at your breast. he moved down to your stomach, you were still restrained and needy for him. he kissed your stomach, kissing at your curves and hips, before using his teeth to pull your underwear down. izzy removed his teeth as he slipped them off with the hem curled between two fingers downward off you. he teased your clit. "so fuckin' wet. goddamn babygirl," izzy cooed, rubbing at your pussy while he felt the wetness soak onto his fingers and at the palm of his hand. withered without warning, he shoved two fingers inside of you. you let out a rushed moan, moaning loudly while you tossed back, closing in between his hand with your thighs. "nono, spread them f'me. don't cover that pretty pussy," izzy snarled, now using his free hand to forcefully pull your thighs apart, holding one down as his elbow held the other down with his other arm, since his one hand was attached to your wrists, as you felt ur wrists start to bruise. ever so slightly.
izzy moved his head down in between your legs. "you ready sweetheart?" izzy questioned, you nodded. he smacked your inner thigh that was being spread apart. "words," he growled, and you then spoke up with a squeak, "yes, i'm ready izzy, please-" you cooed out needlessly. he nodded with a chuckle and a smirk cocked at the lips. he began to flick his tongue at your clit, before sucking on such. his mouth worked at your pussy, fingering you with one hand as he tore his hand away from ur thigh that was forcefully spread apart. he looked up at you, as he licked and sucked at your clit, he firstly licked a stripe up your pussy, now licking your labia and vagina, his tongue slipping inside of you. he sucked at your clit, his nose increased the pleasure as you felt shock waves shoot up your spine and stomach, your insides twitching as you felt your thighs tighten. your trembling hands weakened as he refused to let you move. getting up, he took his black skinny scarf and wrapped it around your wrists and aroujd the headboard. you struggled, whimpering. "izzy- i'm gonna- cu-cum," you moaned out whimpering softly as izzy murmured, lifting his head up. "cum on my face pretty girl," izzy grunted, now continuing until he felt cum drip onto his tongue and face. his hands gripped at your aching thighs.
he lifted his head up. "was that fun baby girl?" he snickered, cleaning his face off. "mmhhhm, can you untie me now?" you giggled. maybe you wanted more. "who said we're done pretty girl?" izzy cooed. "izzy!" you tossed ur head back and kicked ur feet giggling with ur bubbly laugh. you bit ur bottom lip. "unless?" he questioned.
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iheartjameshetfield · 1 year ago
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alright we see it goddamn
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weirdgenetic-fuckup · 8 months ago
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can you write 90s Axl Rose being all sweet to his girlfriend and they have bath sex in the jacuzzi in their hotel room?
A/n: the thought of this is really sweet but I just can’t stop thinking about how badly it would hurt like on your knees and stuff, man I’d fall and break my jaw power to you if you could survive bath sex
Also sorry that it’s short I kind of lost motivation halfway through, I hope you it’s still good <3
Warnings: smut, fingering (f receiving), bath sex, if you think I missed anything let me know otherwise enjoy!
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You were so happy that Axl finally brought you out on tour with him. You'd been seeing each other for almost a year and had always wanted to come with him.
Axl was hesitant, tours could be draining, but Guns was going to some of the most romantic places this tour and he was sure it would make a great trip for the both of you.
You'd been so excited for this trip, planning and packing a month in preparation for it. Axl didn't seemed stressed in the slightest, although you were the one packing for him and his trip planning was also done by a group manager. He did try to help you calm down a few times, it usually worked, at the very least it was helpful and a sweet gesture.
When the tour finally came he refused to leave your side, even if you were just going to the bathroom he'd wait outside for you.
With the way everyone was treating you you got the feeling he had given a speech to everyone, lecturing them on how to treat you.
Axl wanted to show you off, always helping you pick out more revealing clothes when it was just the two of you going out, making sure people saw when he brought you into his dressing room. He wanted people to know how lucky he was to have you and he wanted people to know he had you.
It was about a week into the tour, you'd just landed in Paris and were staying in a hotel room that had a window staring out directly onto the Eiffel Tower.
It was night and the city was glowing so beautifully, you couldn't help but stare out the big window.
Axl came up behind you, placing his hands on your hips and giving them a small squeeze. "Beautiful, isn't it?" You nodded. Axl opened his mouth to say something more but you interrupted him.
"No ruining it with something cheesy." Axl scoffed.
"It wasn't gonna say anything cheesy." You rolled your eyes. "I was just gonna say that it's not as beautiful as you." You groaned and walked off.
"Alright, you ruined it." Axl laughed. "I'm going to check out the place." You walked back into the living room area, a half kitchen by the front door. You noticed another door leading out to what you assumed to be a deck, and it was. A deck with a jacuzzi, that is. It was filled and ready to go so you immediately went to get in.
You went to change into a bathing suit but couldn't find one, even though you were sure you had brought one. You searched and searched but it simply wasn't in your suitcase, so you went looking for Axl.
You eventually found him on the deck setting up candles and tossing in rose petals. He smiled back at you when he heard the door open. "Where's my bathing suit?" You asked, coming to stand beside him and admire his work.
"Come on, you don't need a bathing suit." He assured, wrapping an arm around you and rubbing your side. You rolled your eyes at him. Axl shrugged and began to strip.
Your eyes widened as you looked out across the city. "What are you doing?" Axl was already getting in the water.
"Thought you could use some company." He said with a smile. "Now you won't be lonely. You chewed your cheek but you couldn't deny that it sounded nice so you stripped as well and got in with him.
The water was just right, it relaxed your muscles and smelled so good with the candles. Axl sat beside you, running his hands over your body, kissing down your neck and whispering in your ear.
His hands moved lower, rubbing your thighs, teasing your hole. You let out a soft sigh. "What are you doing?" You asked, voice low and airy.
"Just helping you relax." He said, deep voice raspy in your ear. You melted under his touch, head falling back and resting on his shoulder and he rubbed your clit in circles, drawing more moans out of you.
He slid a finger into you, groaning when he heard the noise that came from you. "You're so pretty, you know that?" You moaned in response, grinding down on his finger. "Don't worry, we're getting there." He kissed your cheek and pulled his finger out of you, you whined softly.
He pulled you up onto his lap, sinking you down onto his dick. His arms wrapped around your waist and he held you tight to his chest. He rolled his hips, you gasped softly and he did it again. You started grinding down on him and soon you both found a rhythm.
"Ah-ngh, Axl." You muttered. "Fuck, go faster." He chuckled and kissed your neck. He started moving faster and you matched his speed.
Axl pushed you off of him and turned you around. You were staring out to the cityscape below, all the bright lights scattered across the town, the Eiffel Tower looming not far away.
Your hands were on the edge of the jacuzzi, your knees resting on the seats, Axl was behind you with his hands on your hips. "Was this what you were thinking when I asked you to come on tour with me?" He asked, deep voice pulling you from your thoughts.
You shrugged. "Not the first thing that came to mind." He kissed the back of your neck and over your shoulders.
“But it’s pretty fucking nice, huh?” You inhaled deeply, moaning softly when he pushed into you once more.
“Hah, it’s perfect.” You sighed. “You make it more perfect.”
Axl laughed. “And I’m the cheesy one?” You waved him off and pushed your ass back on him.
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vinyldreamsfuckup · 9 months ago
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Anything Goes
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Warnings: threesome, smut, oral (female receiving), fingering (female receiving), unprotected sex, betting, cussing, flirting, fighting, fluff, praise.
I’m sorry I haven’t posted in a week 🫣 I’ll be better about it. I hope this sort of makes up for it 🫶🏻
You and Slash had been dating for the better part of a year and a half. Your relationship was mostly good aside from the occasional fights and arguments. You’d watch him play with Guns and he’d come in to watch you sell vinyls at the record store you worked at. It was an easy enough relationship. That was until he went on tour. You went to see him as much as you could but it was difficult. Well you pulled some strings and you were able to go on tour with them for a month.
You were mostly used to getting hit on by the guys. It happened nearly every time you walked into a room, but living with them? Well that changed everything. Slash went from thinking it was funny and being proud to have a girlfriend all his bandmates wanted to being annoyed with their constant flirting and sexual comments. Right now you were sitting cross-legged on the couch of the tour bus reading a book while you waited for the guys to return with food.
Slash pushed onto the bus with a huff. When he saw you though he smiled and handed you a box of food.
“Thank you,” you said setting down your book and grabbing the food.
“Of course,” slashed exhaled and kissed your cheek.
You opened your food and Axl pushed onto the bus. Slash looked over at him angrily.
“You’re so fucking annoying,” Axl said to Slash rolling his eyes.
“Fuck off, Axl,” Slash said back.
“You’re being such a fucking prick,” Axl spat out harshly.
“Yeah? Well you’re a fucking asshole. Find your own fucking girlfriend,” Slash stood up as he spoke.
“Oh I have no problem doing that,” Axl smirked.
“Then stop trying to fuck mine,” Slash nearly yelled. You choked on a french fry.
“You’re just afraid you’ll lose,” Axl smiled.
“Lose what?” You asked looking between them.
“Am not,” Slash quickly said back to Axl.
“No you so are. You’re afraid I’ll win and then what would you do?” Axl taunted as he stepped closer to Slash.
“Win what?” You asked standing up. Slash paused for a second.
“Nothing,” Slash said with a sigh.
“I bet him that I would make you scream louder if he gave me the chance,” Axl smirked. Slash paused and rolled his eyes.
“Dude seriously? Fuck. Off.” Slash sneered.
“Let’s ask the lady what she wants,” Axl said with a smile as he looked at you.
“I’m staying out of this,” you said putting your hands up defensively.
“1000 bucks says I’ll win,” Axl challenged Slash. Slash looked at him anger lacing his face.
“Dude…” Slash trailed off for a second, “fine but if I win you need to stop trying to fuck her.”
Axl smirked, “Deal.”
Slash looked at you, “are you sure you’re fine with this?”
You just nodded, “fuck it.”
Slash smiled gently and lead you back to the room. There was a bed but the room on the bus was mainly used as a rehearsal space. You guys walked in and Slash locked the door.
“I go first,” Axl said with a smile. Slash rolled his eyes. Axl walked up to you and gently cupped your cheek. The assertive, hard shell that seemed to cover Axl faded for just a second, “just relax okay? If anything hurts tell me.”
“Okay,” you smiled back at him. He gently kissed you. You had to admit, Axl was an absolutely amazing kisser. You kissed him back. He grabbed the hem of your shirt and pulled it over your head. You pulled his over his head. His eyes trailed down your chest taking in every curve.
“God you’re beautiful,” Axl whispered before gently leaning you back on the bed. He started to kiss down your neck and chest. He unclasped your bra and discarded it. His mouth carefully licked and kissed over your nipples earning a soft moan from your mouth. Axl smiled as he continued down your torso.
Axl got to your pants and he carefully pulled the sweats from your body taking your underwear with them. You were already wet. He kissed the inside of your thigh, gently kissing down until he got to your core, “is this okay?”
His breath was hot against your folds. You nodded frantically and he smiled before gently running his tongue through your folds. You groaned out loudly, earning a smile from Axl. He was sure he would win. You gripped the sheets and he ate you passionately but still gently. Slash watched and then smirked.
You looked over to Slash and he took a step toward you. He grabbed your boob and kissed you. You groaned into Slash’s kiss as he let his fingers gently tease your nipples. At the same moment Axl’s tongue swiped across your clit. A loud moan fell from your mouth and your back arched. Axl groaned against you sending vibrations through your body. Your hips bucked against Axl’s face. He gripped your waist tighter as he ferociously ate you. His tongue moved quickly earning gasps and moans to fall from your lips. Slash kissed down your neck still teasing your nipples. Your body shook and you came loudly. Axl smiled as he licked up your folds.
“Fuck off, Hudson” Axl mumbled as he finished licking you clean. Slash rolled his eyes and took a step back. Axl pulled himself over you and lifted your leg onto his shoulder.
“Let me know if this hurts,” Axl said gently. He pushed two fingers into you earring a groan. He pushed in deep and curled flicking over your sensitive spot. You grabbed his arm and dug your nails in.
“Fuck…” you breathed out. Axl smiled. He pumped his hand a few times.
“Is this okay?” Axl asked with a smile. You nodded and bit your lip.
“It’s amazing,” you whispered. Axl smiled and kept pumping his fingers in and out of you.
“God you’re so fucking beautiful. It’s amazing,” Axl whispered. He took his free hand and carefully pulled himself from his pants.
You groaned when you saw him. You could feel the wetness grow between your legs. Axl could feel it too which made him groan. He carefully pulled his hand from you and lined up with your entrance before he pushed into you. The way you were angled meant he could hit nearly every corner of your walls. Loud moans fell from your mouth as he moved.
“That’s it,” Axl whispered, “Beautiful.”
Axl rammed into you hitting every spot. You groaned out and gripped the sheets. Slash leaned forward and whispered in your ear, “you’re beautiful. That’s my baby.”
You looked at him and bit your lip. He connected your lips quickly. Your hands found his hair and quickly tangled in his curls. He smiled as you kissed him. Axl’s hips moved against you quickly and roughly causing loud moans to leave your lips into the kiss. Axl smiled and his body began to tremble as he moved against you. Axl groaned and he pushed into you deeper moving quicker. Your body arched and you groaned loudly as you came. Axl groaned as he finished.
Axl smiled and pulled away, “Beat that.”
Slash smiled, “she moans louder for me every day. Watch and learn.”
Slash stepped up to you and flipped you onto your stomach. You let out a breath. Slash leaned down and whispered in your ear, “You okay, my love?”
You nodded breathlessly and angled your hips for him. Slash smiled and pressed kisses down your spine. Goosebumps were left in with each kiss. He then rammed into you immediately hitting your sensitive spot and you groaned out in pleasure. Slash smiled and kept rocking his hips perfectly hitting every angle. You gripped the sheets tightly and moaned loudly.
“God…slash….” You moaned out. Slash slapped your ass.
“That’s it, baby. God you’re fucking perfect,” Slash said his tone filled with desire. He thrust into you every movement feeling better than the last. Long loud moans fell from your mouth.
“God you’re beautiful. I love you,” Slash groaned out. Your moans became high pitched.
“God…slash…I love you…” you groaned loudly. You felt him twitch and your body started to tremble. He moved deeper and more methodically hitting every spot perfectly. You came undone beneath him. His body began to move sloppily as he helped you ride your high before loudly releasing all over your back.
You both sat there breathless as you tried to gain your composure. Sweat covered your bodies.
“You win,” Axl groaned out. He set $1000 on the bed before walking out. Slash breathlessly laughed. You chuckled and pulled away from him and laid down on the bed. Slash collapsed next to you and put his hand on your face.
“I’ve never met anyone as beautiful and perfect as you,” Slash said wish a smile as he gently brushed your hair from your face. You placed your hand on his arm.
“You’re amazing,” you breathed out. Slash smiled.
“Only because I’m so in love with you,” Slash laughed, “just had to prove it.”
You chuckled, “I love you too.”
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ghostbustting · 4 months ago
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hihi, i love your writings! can i get a 80 slash fic where it's around halloween time and the reader was force to attend a party with her friends. Slash notices reader and how hot her costume is. ( a bit modest version of the playboy bunny outfit ) Slash is cocky but the reader doesn't know who the hell he is but after a few drinks...they are upstairs doing the devils tango. 😈
Idk why this took me so long yet so effortless, but october seems to be the perfect month to post it 🙌
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♯ ; “𝑩𝑬𝑯𝑰𝑵𝑫 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑩𝑼𝑵𝑵𝒀„ ༘⋆
Saul "Slash” Hudson x Fem!Reader.
Contains SMUT ; p in v, squirting, dirty talk (?),
oral (f receiving).
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The smell of booze and sweats fill my senses, I guess you can already imagine how terrible it is. I can't even remember when did I ever agree to step a single toe into this god awfully packed Halloween party? At this point, I'd rather go trick or treat instead around the neighborhood and receive some sweets by the end of the night.
The whole night I made it my quest to try and stick close to my friends, following them, a similar sight to how dogs would follow their owners around. It was never my desire to attend this party anyways, wasn't quite of a party person at the first place, let alone a Halloween party where I have to dress up in costumes and shit. Yet my friends were quite hard to resist, forcing me to come with them to this party.
So here I am, standing at the corner of this unknown loaded house in my terrible attempt of a Playboy Bunny costume, buying my costume from the nearest store available just a day before the party, despite the cheap fabric making it look like I only put on a black swimsuit and a bunny ears bandana. It was quite revealing, I could feel eyes on me as I walk around, but who the fuck cares?
My friends were long gone from my sight, last thing I seen from them was when they were dirty dancing around some dudes. Unfortunately, I was no fan of that activity, leaving me to just stand in the corner of the party like an absolute outcast. I didn't mind. I had my cup of drink and that was enough to keep me occupied till my friends are ready to take me back home.
News flash, they never did take me home.
In fact, I have completely lose sights of every single one of them. Those little fuckers dragged me here and literally left me to rot between all of these party animals when I could've had a movie night back in my place. What a waste of a Halloween night. Isn't it?
I crush up the empty red plastic cup in my grasp and swiftly threw it away into the trash can, which everyone seems to be oblivious of, judging from all the empty plastic cups laying around on the floor, ready to cause someone to trip and fall.
However, the still fueled up plastic cups set on the table have managed to catch my attention yet again as I find myself making my way back to that table and seeking another cup of drink, which makes this my... third drink..?
My mind shrugs off the forgotten count of drinks as I spot one particular cup with more liquid filled inside besides the other cups. A grin on my lips, my arm stretches and my hand reached out for the cup.
Only to be met by another hand.
A big calloused hand that belonged to a man I couldn't place who or where I would recognize him from.
My eyes trailed from his hand that was lightly touching my own, up to his face, which was mostly covered by those voluminous curls of his hair, a hat sitting perfectly still on top of those curls. Behind those curls, were eyes that peeks through his own strands of hair with a gaze that met mine almost instantly. Almost as if he was inspecting me just like the way I seem like I was inspecting him.
"This cup's taken, sweetheart." He spoke to me, his voice causing a rather odd and unfamiliar tingling feeling in my stomach.
Only then did I realize how warm the feeling of his skin was against my cold one, his voice able to mute out the loud rock music that has been blaring through the speakers all evening as he say, “Or should I say.. Bunny.” This time, he ends his words with a chuckle, eyes trailing up and down my costume.
I raise my eyebrow at him and reluctantly let go of the cup from my hand, “Whatever.” I muttered before taking a different cup displayed on the table, yet somehow still feeling the gaze of those eyes that belonged to him on the side of my head, gaze so strong that he was practically burning a hole right through me. Just as I turn to him again with a sip of the drink, it was proven that he was indeed still gazing over me.
A sigh left my lips from the liquid that cleared my throat, my hip carefully leaning against the table while I listen as words seem to leave him yet again, “No company, Miss Bunny?” He ask, his hand reaching up to deliver the cup to his lip, I watch his adam’s apple bob as he swallow the liquid.
”My friends are here, but they… well, they found other companies.” I shrugged.
I hear him click his tongue and shake his head, “And let you isolate yourself over there in the corner? Sounds like a bunch of fakers to me.” He scoffed, a small smirk playing devilishly on those lips he owned on his face.
”No, no..” I shake my head with a small chuckle, “I didn’t want to attend this party at first anyways, so—”
”Well, why the fucking hell not?!” He threw his arms up, the liquid spilling from his red cup just a little, “With a costume as sexy as this, I surely thought you’d be much more of a party animal.” WIth each words he spoke, I can feel more and more the way his gaze seems to caress the skin of my body up and down. It was rather odd… it made me feel a certain feeling in my heart that made it beat faster, my thighs clenching just a little. Or was it just the effect of the drink? I couldn’t even figure it out before he spoke yet again.
A step was taken from his shoe, his body moving closer to my own, “How ‘bout I show you the real fun of the party? Some talking, dancing, more drinking maybe?” The mysterious man suggested, that same smirk on his face, “I’ll keep it appropriate. I promise, Miss Bunny.” He spoke almost in a teasing way that I was quite confident this night wouldn’t end up in such an appropriate ending anyways.
”Fine then, rockstar looking guy.”
The moment I let my decission slip out, the moment names were shared, and the moment my third drink became my fifth, time seems to fly in a way that is quicker than ever. Each joy of a party that the guy— Slash showed me became a comfort I found building up in me around him. My still somewhat sober part of a brain tried desperately to comprehend whether this feeling is caused by the alcohol in my system or just purely by the fact this man is so mesmerizing. Perhaps even both of those.
The more information I learn about him, the more I feel a magnetic sort of pull towards him, I just hope my pupils aren’t heart-shaped at this very moment. As time passes by, it feels as if I’ve known him for decades and decades already, in knowledge of small details of his very own life. HIs famous band, Guns ‘N Roses, his love for snakes, his guitar skills.. Can he be any more interesting?
Touches were shared here and there, especially when we joined the people dancing around to the music. His large warm palm on my waist was a touch that have been spiritually tattoed onto my skin, a touch to think back every now and then about the strange and mysterious— yet charming stranger I met at the Halloween party.
I mean, honestly, I didn’t know how it all ended up this way.
However, my half sober guess was a 100% correct guess as the first moment we were just dancing and drinking innocently, the second moment we were in some random bedroom, the third moment.. I'm on top of his body, stradling his naked lap as I bounce up and down his large cock, moans pulled out of my lips like a dirty prayer. His hands were yet again placed on both of my waist as he help me bounce up and down, the tip of his cock that was already slick from my saliva moving smoothly in and out of my hole.
”Oh god, yes!”
I gasped, my head thrown back as dirty moans cannot stop pouring from my lips which were smiling widely from ecstasy. Looking down, my eyes lands on the ripped stockings I wore and the way his cock slipped in and out of my dripping cunt, not to mention the way one of his hands have moved to use his thumb on my clit, rubbing harsh circles.
The bastard was smirking back up at me, small grunts leaving his lips as he buck his hips up to me every here and there, “Shit— How are you so fucking tight?” He chuckled breathlessly through his grunts, the circles he rubbed over my clit became more urgent while his hold on my waist tightens to the point it might leave a mark.
My mind was clouded, I couldn't think of another thing other than how good his cock filled me up, fitting just perfectly inside of me as if his cock was made specially for my cunt.
Eventually, my body fell ontop of him as my body became weak, limp with his cock still burried deep inside of me. Slash didn't let that stop his fun though as he suddenly flipped our position, positioning me on my stomach on the bed while he took his position behind me, hand on my hip and the other on his member.
"Gonna fuck this pussy so hard.." He grunted as he finally pushed his head through my folds, pushing a lewd moan out of my throat, "You like that, mm? Such a good bunny, aren't you?" He laughed, his hand coming down to smack across my ass.
The sting that lingered on from his palm caused me to gasp loudly, eyes rolled to the back of my head till they were shut tight with my face pressed into the pillow, "Fuck! Please.." I cried out as he thrusted in and out of me with a pace of no mercy, no resistance, hips snapping back and forth as sounds of skins slapping fills the room.
His arms slowly trail to wrap around my stomach, as if they were snakes lurking around me and ready to feast on me. I feel him placing his weight on me, chest on my back while he press his lips onto my ear, "Gonna fuck you dumb. Now you can be a real fucking rabbit."
Those were the last things I managed to hear before I feel him thrusting in and out of me again. Hard. And fast. I could hardly utter out a letter as my words were taken away by each pump. He was fucking me like rabbits would, humping like rabbits do. It was rough. It was dirty. And I loved every single second of it.
I can feel the veiny skin of his cock dragged in and out of my walls, the tip hitting every single spot that made the pressure bunch up even more in my stomach which only increased when he tightened his arms around it. Nasty moans left my lips, so loud that it eventually turned to lewd screams, eyes rolled to the back of my head.
"S-shit!" I gasped, "More, more.." My words came out in a desperate pant of lust, my ass trying to grind back against him.
Yet another breathless laugh escaped him, "Dirty slut.." He spat, one of his hands trailing up to slip two digits of his fingers past my lips, to which I instantly sucked on like— as he worded, an asbolute dirty slut. Humming around his digit and swirling my tongue around them, I feel him twitching right inside me.
Yet somehow, he never ever changed his pace, staying determined on that rough and deadly pace that made me feel like I'm on cloud nine.
I pull my face away from his fingers as I gasped out, "Close.. I'm so close.." My hand flew to his arm as I hold it tightly, needing something to hold on before I could pass out right on his devil of a cock. "Please.. finish me.." As much as I hate hearing myself and admitting it, I sounded the whiniest I've ever been, underneath him, begging him to give me the best orgasm I ever had.
"You're fucking crazy if you think I wouldn't.." He grunted, fingers digging into the soft skin of my waist as he finally starts slowing his pace, obviously just as close as I was, at the same time he reached down to my sensitive clit, rubbing those same harsh circles he did earlier.
It didn't take long enough before I let out the loudest moan I did tonight right as the fluids of my cum came squirting out of my cunt, "Oh fuck! Fuck!" I gasped, never once experiencing an orgasm like this. Eventually, I feel his own thick cream filling me up till I'm full of him, his voice groaning right in my eyes, something I wish I could listen to every sinful night I went through.
As soon as we finished, Slash pulled out of me and pulled my hips up so my ass was in the air. Being in my fucked up stance, I didn't know what was going to happen till I feel his warm tongue lapping our mixed cum that was oozing out of my folds, eating it out like he was starving man.
My throat was way too tired to even be loud anymore, only letting out a quiet and strangled moan as he finished, hopping onto the spot on the bed right next to me, a wide devilish smirk already on his glistening lips that was soon attatched to mine, my tongue tasting both of us with a grin building in my own face.
I feel him reach for my bunny ears and took it off me. Only when we pull apart that I noticed he have put the bunny ears on himself and place his own hat on my head.
"You look stupid."
He laughed at my statement while one of his thumbs ran over my ruined and smudged make up. "You still look sexy, bunny."
Well damn it, I guess I love Halloween.
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icumpinkglitterxo · 6 months ago
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good boy
warnings: weed, high sex, oral (f receiving), handjob x, praise, subby slash :3
a/n: hes actually a little bitch
enjoy ★
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It was a Saturday night, and you were at home, waiting for your food to be delivered and watching TV. You were taking a break from going out and drinking and partying and having sex with whatever rockstar you could. You get up when there's a knock on your door, thinking it was your food.
You open the door, "Slash?"
He smiles nervously. You had never seen him this nervous before. "H-hey, um, sorry for just showing up," he was barely making eye contact. He must be sober. You shrug and step to the side, "its fine, it's not like im doing much anyway."
He comes in and shuts the door, "you look different," he says whilst taking in your appearance.
You blush and look down. You were in pyjama bottoms and an old t-shirt. Your hair was slightly messy, and you weren't wearing any makeup or perfume. It was the complete opposite of what he was used to. Usually, you were dressed in crop tops and mini skirts or short shorts. "Oh, yeah, um...I just thought I'd stay home tonight and relax," you shrug. He smiles nervously, "yeah, I get it."
You walk back over to your couch and sit down, gesturing him to follow. "So, why'd you come over?" He blushes and stays quiet for a little while, "the first and last time i met you, all we did was fuck, and it was right before a show so I basically left as soon as we were done, and I felt bad about that, because I'm not actually that kind of guy...I tried looking for you after the show but, I couldn't find you anywhere," he pauses and looks up at you, you could tell how nervous he was, which confirmed that he was sober. "I came over because I want to get to know you...whether that leads to just a nice night, us becoming friends, anything. I just know I want to get to know you."
You smile, "Slash, that's so sweet... I wanna get to know you too," he blushes again and smiles nervously. "Slash?" He looks up, "y-yeah?"
You smile sympathetically, "do you want some weed?" He nods almost immediately. You get up and go to your room, looking through your underwear drawer for it. A few minutes later you come back into the livingroom and roll a joint for you to share.
As he gets high, he gets less nervous, and the two of you spend the night talking about yourselves and getting to know one another, the weed making you tell more personal things than you normally would. You could tell, though, that you could be comfortable around him. That he wouldn't judge you. You felt safe with him.
You spend the night talking and laughing over stupid shit and sharing the food you ordered. A bit into the night, you start noticing him shifting uncomfortably every now and then.
You look down and notice the bulge growing in his pants. You giggle a little, "uh, do you want some help?"
He blushes, "shit, I'm sorry...weed tends to -" he trails off when he notices you moving closer to him. You get up and straddle him, "keep talking" He lets out a quiet whimper, thinking you didn't hear. He clears his throat, "weed makes me sensitive," he mumbles. You look down at him, then start to kiss down his neck.
He whines softly, "... fuck."
You look up at him and lean down to kiss him. He immediately melts into the kiss, his hands finding your waist. You and Slash had slept together before, and he was usually rough. But this time, his touch was so gentle, delicate, almost as if he was afraid to touch you.
You pull away and look down at him, "don't be shy..." He looks up, "but I am," his voice is almost a whisper. You smile and bring a hand down to his stomach. His breath hitches.
You pull his hard cock out of his leather pants, knowing he never wore underwear. He leans his head back and lets out a shaky breath.
You start to move your hand slowly, feeling him twitch in your hand. He lets out a soft whine. You stop and look up at him. The sounds he would make when the two of you had sex were always low moans, groans and grunts. This was different.
You start to move your hand again at a quicker pace. He moans, but it was much higher and whinier than what you had heard before. His hand moves to your thigh, "f-fuck," he squirms as you move your hand faster. You look down at him. He looks right back up at you with the neediest little look.
He keeps staring up at you, squirming and whining while you move your hand faster, "you gonna cum?" He nods, "close, close, hah- please- I'm so close," he moans loudly, much higher pitched than you had heard before.
"Go on," you smile down at him. His back arches slightly and his eyes roll back as he cums all over your hand. You keep moving your hand at the same speed, feeling him twitch.
When you stop, you get off his lap and sit beside him. You look up at him, "on your knees."
He doesn't hesitate and immediately gets off the couch and settles between your legs on the floor. He pulls your pyjama pants down, followed by your panties. He looks up at you. You nod, "go ahead..." He starts lapping at your folds, alternating between sucking your clit and sticking his tongue in your hole.
You grab a fistful of his hair, holding him down. You were practically riding his face, moaning out random praises. "Fuck, don't stop!" He starts sucking on your clit and sticks two fingers inside you, pumping them in and out. You moan slightly louder, "oh fuck, that's it, good boy," he whines, sending vibrations through your body.
You look down at him and see him staring up at you through his eyelashes, "yeah? You like that?" He moans against your clit, sending more vibrations through your body. "Fuck- hah- don't stop!" You cry out louder as you squirt all over his face.
When he pulls away, you pull him up, "you're such a good boy," he whines again. You lean in and kiss him, then pull away.
You both realise you're not entirely sure what to do now. "So...do you wanna stay over...?" You ask awkwardly. He smiles and nods, pulling you close and kissing you again. He was clearly more comfortable now.
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hollywoodroses · 8 days ago
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-moans- 🥵
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duffslut · 6 months ago
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Aroused Curls
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Slash x Reader
My Masterlist.
Word Count: 689
Warnings: Smut! Minors Dni.
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- What are you doing? - Slash asked trying to get up from your lap.
- Nothing just be quiet. - You pulled him back by the hair and he rested his head on your lap again.
- Why you being so rough?! - Slash asked sullenly.
- I'm not! You're too sensitive with your hair. - You said, rolling your eyes. - I won't cut it don't worry.
- I'm not worried. - He replied.
- Then relax, my God. - You sighed and carefully wrapped a lock of his hair around your finger, holding it for a few seconds and then letting go, forming a perfect curl. - What do you think? - You asked showing him the hair.
- It's fine. - He said without caring much, seeming to be worried about something - But it will take hours to do the whole head, I'm out.
You were confused by his sudden mood change and watched as he got up from your lap and stood in the living room.
- Slash, what's wrong? - You asked, kind of sad because you thought you had done something wrong.
- Nothing I just need a blunt. - He said walking towards the room in a strangely suspicious manner.
A few minutes passed and Slash still hadn't come back so you decided to go after him, you found the door closed and muffled moans coming from the bedroom.
- WHAT THE FUCK? - You screamed when you opened the door and found Slash lying on the bed with his pants down to his knees, jerking himself off.
You couldn't help but stare at his dick, you had never even seen him in his underwear, the most you had ever seen of him was his member showing through the pants and shorts he was wearing, but you never thought it would be so... Big. Had he run away from you because he had a boner?
Slash shouted something you couldn't hear because you were mesmerized by his cock, hard and thick, dripping his pre-cum juice from the tip. On impulse you took off all your clothes and went to him.
- Why didn't you ask for my help? - You asked, removing his hand from around his cock and putting yours in its place. - Gosh, what made you so hard?
- You pulled my hair. - He said, and you gave a naughty smile before wrapping your lips around his cock. - Fuck! Y/n! - He groaned.
Until ten minutes ago you could never have imagined anything between you and Slash other than friendship, but seeing him so desperate horny awakened something in you, It was more than your obligation to please him for having provoked him, who would have thought...
You sucked him as if your life depended on it, never taking your eyes off his face, his mouth open, muttering curses as you sucked and kissed every inch of his cock.
Your pussy was throbbing for some attention and now that you had already started, you would go all the way. Slash settled himself on the bed, resting his back against the headboard and you climbed on top of him, adjusting your body on top of his cock, ready to ride him. As soon as you felt him entering your pussy, you grabbed Slash's hair, slowly pushing his head back and then kissing his lips, his hands held your hips firmly as you began to bounce up and down on his hard cock, feeling him fill you deeper and deeper.
- Does this turn you on? - You asked, pulling his hair harder, biting his lips waiting for his answer. His big hands felt your bare back as you bounced on top of him.
- Only when you do it. - He replied, and then in a very quick movement he turned you body on the bed, and now he was on top of you.
He continued fucking you while he buried his face between your tits, sucking them making you moan loudly, you felt your orgasm coming as his cock started hitting your soft spot again and again, making your whole body go ecstatic.
- Fuck! Slash! Don't stop! - You held his head against your chest, he continued the same rhythm and you felt his back arch as he came inside you.
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