#short-haired duff

[broidobe]

𝔰𝔬𝔣𝔱 𝔰𝔭𝔦𝔫𝔢

requested!

☾you and 90s short-haired duff mckagan get caught in a heated moment backstage after a particularly wild show, and things get rough in the best way☽

☾warnings: 18+ content / explicit sexual content, rough sex, possessiveness / jealousy, hair-pulling, light choking (consensual), dirty talk, biting / marking, semi-public sex (backstage + tour bus), power dynamics (light dom/sub vibes), oral sex (f receiving), spit, light degradation, overstimulation, creampie (implied), light cigarette use (post-sex), cursing, intense eye contact & emotional tension☽

𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓰 𝓻𝓮𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 ᡣ𐭩 𝓼𝓸𝓯𝓽 𝓼𝓹𝓲𝓷𝓮 𝜗𝜚 𝓼𝓹𝓲𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓫𝓸𝔁

⁎⁺˳✧༚guns and roses masterlist

you were still reeling from the show — the crowd had been insane, duff was shirtless half the time, and that stupid black tank top that clung to his sweat-drenched chest was not helping. his short blonde hair was damp and pushed back, some strands falling over his forehead as he stomped into the green room post-show, adrenaline still pumping.

“you looked real happy out there,” he muttered, voice low, eyes dark. “front row guy couldn’t take his eyes off you.”

you blinked at him, caught off-guard. “duff—are you jealous?”

he didn’t answer. just crossed the room, hands gripping your hips before you could even think, backing you up against the wall. his breath was hot, heavy. that look in his eyes? feral. “not jealous. territorial.”

next thing you knew, his mouth was on your neck, biting hard enough to leave marks, hands everywhere — tugging up your skirt, sliding under your shirt, rough and impatient. he dropped to his knees like a man starved, pulling your panties down and spreading your legs without even asking — but god, you wanted it. needed it.

“mine,” he growled into your thigh, tongue teasing the skin before he buried his face between your legs, not stopping ‘til your legs were shaking and your hands were tangled in his short hair, tugging hard.

when he stood again, his mouth was glistening and his grin? cocky as hell.

“you gonna behave now, or do i gotta fuck you so hard you forget how to look at other people?”

you didn’t get a chance to answer. he was already pushing inside you, hand over your mouth to muffle the moan, other hand gripping your throat—not tight, just enough to make your head spin a little. he pounded into you like he was trying to prove something, hips snapping against yours, forehead pressed to yours, sweat mixing between your bodies.

“this what you wanted?” he panted. “you want everyone to hear you? know who you fucking belong to?”

you couldn’t even speak. you just nodded, clinging to him as he slammed into you, dragging orgasm after orgasm out of you until you were practically melting.

when he finally came, he growled your name like a prayer, biting your shoulder so hard you knew you’d be wearing the bruise for days.

afterward, he held you up with shaking arms, kissing your hair, whispering against your skin.

“nobody gets you but me. got it?”

you nodded again, dazed and fucked-out.

he smirked, tugging your skirt down and wiping sweat from your face with the edge of his shirt. “good girl.”

✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦

you barely made it onto the bus before duff was on you again.

he didn’t even wait for the door to close all the way — he just grabbed your wrist, pulled you down the narrow hallway, and shoved you into the back lounge like he owned you. which, after the way he had you moaning his name against a wall fifteen minutes ago? he kinda did.

he locked the door behind him.

“you think i didn’t see the way that asshole bartender was lookin’ at you after the set?” he said, voice low, gravelly, tinged with pure sin.

you rolled your eyes. “he asked if i wanted water.”

“bullshit,” he muttered, grabbing you by the waist and pulling you into his lap on the little couch, so your knees straddled his thighs. his hands ran up the backs of your legs, slow at first — almost tender — then gripped your ass so hard you gasped.

“you’re mine, baby. i don’t fucking share.”

you felt him through his jeans — hard as hell, twitching under you. you couldn’t help but grind down, moaning when his hands slipped under your shirt to yank it off completely, followed quickly by your bra.

“fuck, look at you…” he breathed, eyes devouring every inch. “prettiest fuckin’ thing i’ve ever seen. and you let me ruin you. you love it, don’t you?”

you didn’t even get the chance to sass him back.

he picked you up with that damn bassist strength and laid you down across the couch like you weighed nothing, hovering above you, hair falling into his eyes. short, damp, and wild. he looked like sin incarnate — flushed, breathless, and so damn hungry for you.

when he slid back inside you, it was slow. deliberate. but then he started to move — fast, deep, filthy, grinding his hips into yours while holding your wrists down against the cushions.

“gonna fuck you so deep they’re gonna hear you scream from the goddamn parking lot,” he grunted.

your back arched, moans spilling out like a goddamn symphony just for him.

“say my name,” he growled, teeth grazing your neck. “duff—fuck—duff—” “louder.” “DUFF!”

he groaned deep in his throat, thrusts growing harder. one hand released your wrist to grab your chin, forcing you to look at him.

“you look at me when i’m fuckin’ you. not some other guy. me.”

and then it got dirty. like, nasty dirty. spit swapping, his fingers in your mouth, one of your legs thrown over his shoulder, him telling you exactly how good you felt around him. sweat dripped from his chest onto yours. the whole couch was creaking under the rhythm of his hips.

and when you came again? he didn’t even slow down. just chased his own release like a man possessed, watching you fall apart underneath him with a twisted little grin.

“you’re so fucking hot when you’re wrecked,” he muttered, his voice ragged and wrecked with you.

he finally came with a growl, holding you tight against him, face buried in your neck. it was messy and intense and so full of feeling, even if neither of you would dare say it out loud.

when it was over, you were tangled together on the tiny couch, breathing hard, your skin stuck to his.

and then — because duff couldn’t help himself — he reached for the pack of cigarettes near the window, lit one up with a shaky hand, and looked over at you with a stupid, smug grin.

“still think that bartender could’ve fucked you better?”

you threw a pillow at him.

[elscaptive]

Photos of young slash..cus y not? iiii];)

[thedeviousdevilxx]

Vamp Duff!

[hailsbellsl]

Look at how cute Izzy is 🤍🤍🤍

Izzy Stradlin e Duff Mckagan

[duffslut]

On the tour bus

Slash x Reader

My Masterlist.

Word Count: 745

Warnings: Smut! Drug use, Minors Dni.

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.

[weirdgenetic-fuckup]

No Nut November - Slash

A/n: This is my personal favourite but that might just be because Slash is my favourite, him and duff... might have to write something with the both of them...

Warnings: Smut, no nut November, oral sex(f receiving), fingering(f receiving), cum eating, slight breeding kink??, if you think I missed anything please let me know otherwise enjoy the final part to this short series :3

Intro

To be honest, he had no idea what the bet was. He tuned everything out and didn’t think twice about it. Axl called him later and told him no fucking before Steven. That made no sense to him and he just went home to go about his time.

When he got home he tried to explain it to you over dinner. Which was hard when he didn’t know what he was talking about in the first place. He managed to get the point across about not having sex for the month of November, you were upset but given the circumstances let it pass. You didn’t want to be missing out on a whole month of sex, however something you hadn’t thought about until the next.

You were downstairs making breakfast, as per usual because your manchild doesn’t know how to cook. Frankly you don’t want him to try, you like your house nice and not burn down. You were getting the plates set up when you remembered you had to go out of town for a family thing.

You rushed upstairs to your shared bedroom and found Slash stretched out over the bed. You gently shook him awake and told him about it. “So even if we wanted to do something we couldn’t!” You exclaimed. Slash stared at you blankly, clearly not awake.

“Alright.” He mumbled and face planted into his pillow. You smiled at him, brushing his hair out of the way and giving him a kiss on his forehead.

“Breakfast is ready, by the way.” He groaned.

You went about your day as you usually did, taking some time to pack your bags. You crawled into bed with Slash and he curled up nice and tight to you for a last night together before you left in the morning, likely before he’d wake up for breakfast.

Since you weren’t home for the majority of the month this challenge was easy for you. Slash called whining about it to you more than once but nothing ever actually happened, more often than not one of you would end up talking the other to sleep which was more than welcomed.

When you got back it was between him and Izzy but that was quick to end. Slash came home tired and hugged you from behind while you were cooking. “Izzy’s out.” He mumbled into the crook of your neck.

“Oh, yeah?” You responded. “That means you’re the only one left, right?” Slash was silent for a moment as he thought about it. In the end he never did give you an answer.

Slash dropped to his knees behind you and pulled your pants down. “When the fuck did you get these?” You looked down at him, cheeks red and brows raised in confusion. Slash shook his head and tore your panties off of you before forcefully spreading your legs and licking your flushed cunt.

You abandoned your cooking, turning the stove off while you could as Slash’s tongue worked tirelessly between your folds. You gasped at the feeling, holding onto the counter as he held you down on his face. He sucked your clit and dipped his tongue into you, eating you up so deliciously you could’ve cum right then and there.

Slash pulled back and stood up behind you, harshly bringing you to the island behind you so he could bend you over it. He pulled himself out of his jeans and gave his cock a few strokes as he stared down at your ass. “Been waiting too long for this.” He gleamed in that soft, raspy voice of his before pushing himself all the way into you.

He groaned loudly behind you while you let out a high pitched whine against the cold marble under you. He didn’t waste a single moment before pounding into you, gripping your hips with a bruising hold.

Oftentimes Slash wasn’t quiet, especially when he was needy or pent up and right now he was both. The house filled with echoed sounds of skin slapping on slick skin, your whines and Slash’s grunts and moans.

Your body bounced up and down the island surface with every thrust. Slash couldn’t take his eyes off of where your bodies met, where he disappeared into you before pulling out and pushing back in. He watched in pure amazement as you took him all in with ease.

“Slash! Slash, ‘m gonna-gonna cum!” You whined, hands twitching as your body quickly lost control of itself.

“Fuck, me too, ‘m gonna cum inside.” He said and with a few more thrusts he sent you over the edge. Your body quivered as you squirt on his dick. Slash followed you over and came inside you, coating your gummy walls in a thick layer of his seed just as he said he would.

Of course he didn’t even think to give you a moment to recuperate. He pulled you up and spun you around to face him, crashing his plump lips against yours. You could still taste yourself on his tongue as it danced with yours, saliva mixing together and dribbling down your chin in his haste to feel good.

He groped your body, ass, chest, whatever he could reach. He pulled you tight to him and tugged on your skin, slapping your ass and shoving a finger or two into you just to make you squirm. He hoisted you up onto the counter, lined himself up and slid into you, getting into a rhythm and hitting that spot in you that had you seeing stars.

Fuck, you loved the way he made you feel. His mouth never left you as he rut into you like a dog, desperate for release once more. He was a whining mess as he got closer, in turn bringing you closer as well.

You moaned loudly in his ear while he sucked on the sensitive skin of your neck. One of his hands was buried in your hair, tugging on it gently, while the other went to rub your clit, overstimulating you a bit.

You gripped his shoulders. Your nails dug into his back and without warning he came in you again. He paused for a moment, cock still stuffed deep inside of you as he processed what just happened. Once he had, at least mostly, he continued fucking you. He’d lost any sense of rhythm and you were sure he was overstimulating himself at this point so you gently pushed him back.

“‘M ok, Slash, don’t have to keep going.” You assured, though you weren’t thrilled with the idea. Slash stopped again and pulled out and went back on his knees. His lips suctioned to yours as he ate you once more, though now he was licking his own cum out of you. He didn’t seem to care, all his mind was set on was making you cum and when his lips latched onto your clit and sucked, his tongue swirling around it while he looked up at you with the sweetest puppy eyes you couldn’t help it.

You squirted on his face, your cum mixing with his as it hit his chin, getting in his mouth. He didn’t pull away until he was sure you were done.

He stood up and wrapped his arms around you, burying his sticky face in the crook of your neck. He pulled you off the counter but your legs were shaking so bad you couldn’t hold yourself up. Slash wasn’t in much better condition and slowly lowered the both of you to the ground so he could hold you properly.

[rosehaven113]

hey!! would you do a reader in baby blue lingerie smut?

𝚋����𝚞𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚢 𝚓𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚜𝚘𝚗 ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖

𝚒'𝚕𝚕 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 '𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒 𝚍𝚒𝚎 ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖

he’s already undeniably head over heels for you, you know this, but the second he sees you in your pretty lingerie— and it’s not just lingerie— it’s blue, his fucking favorite color. his cheeks are reddened, utterly speechless at the sight of you, the blue lace perfectly hugging every one of your curves, he could eat you whole right then and there!

you do a little twirl for him atop tippy-toes, earning his eyes tracing over every inch of you, beginning from the top of your head, your delicate facial features, hair cascading over your shoulders, blue lace, your perky tits practically begging him to touch, the curves of your waist, your legs he desperately wants to wrap around his shoulders, and down to the bottom of your perfectly pedicured feet. he doesn’t care tear his eyes away from such a sight as you, no, anyone would be silly to do that.

percy doesn’t know where to start, maybe say you look great— scratch that, you look fucking sexy— or should he just eat you out right on the spot? or trail his fingers over your skin and the blue lace? let you model for him? his head spins a million miles a minute he’s sure at any moment he’ll pass out from the overwhelming sensation.

“ya like it?”

like it? like it, love it, worship it, currently thanking lady duff-gordon of lucile for creating the concept of lingerie in the first place!

“I- I… yes! It’s…” the words quickly diminish from his tongue. he can’t seem to form a simple coherent sentence. especially not when you climb onto him, legs straddling his lap, and there’s no doubt in his mind that you can’t feel feel his major hardness through the fabric of his jeans.

timeskip ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖

you hear incoherent babbles leave percy’s mouth in between pecks to your neck. words you can’t understand if your life depended on knowing them. you laugh lightly and ask him for clarification. he continues pecking at your skin in between his words,

“I love you,” he murmurs. and repeats the same phrase between every singular kiss. it leaves a strong flutter of butterflies to swarm your tummy. you nearly squeal and tightly wrap him in your arms, kiss the top of his head and tell him he’s loved equally as much. you refrain and let him continue kissing your neck. he trails each peck up higher progressively, your jaw, your chin, each cheek, your nose, cupids bow, closed eyelids, forehead, and back down, claiming your soft lips with his. quickly, the kiss is cut short by his uncontrollably wide smile, forcing him to pull back.

“stop smiling, weirdo,” you whisper-laugh, attempting to force his lips back onto yours. his grin is too wide. “stop, stop, stop!”

he can’t. physically, mentally, astronomically, psychologically, he’s in too much of a lovesick daze to do absolutely anything but smile at the mere thought of you. forcefully, percy bites down on his bottom lip to suppress this, and when he’s calmed he slots his slips with yours successfully this time, once, twice, three times, a fourth, between each a quiet ‘I love you’ as he tries to deepen each kiss. you feel his tongue swipe across your bottom lip, a silent plea for you to open your mouth to allow him further access to it. you do obediently.

and his, one, hand find themself in a tangle of your hair as he keeps your head impossibly closer to him, the other curling around the belt loop of your jeans. your hands, nearly similarly, are placed on his shoulders to steady yourself atop his lap. your intestines twist in your tummy, you hope in some kind of cordiform shape— that’s all you feel. even when percy pulls back only a tad, smiling against your lips, you mirror his expression and peck his lips once more before cupping his face between your hands, a simple action for you to admire him.

he does similar, resting his arms around your waist now.

“you’re really pretty, perce, do y’know that?” you peck his nose.

“I think you’re really pretty too.”

you can’t help the audible squeal that leaves your lips. you fulfill your previous desire and wrap your arms around him dramatically, relentlessly kissing the top of his head. this is, undeniably, the perfect moment.

AHHH I LOVE THIS TYSM FOR THE REQUESTT ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖

[vinyldreamsfuckup]

Tea Party

A: Thank you @being-worthy for this comment. I mean omg: “He’d be such a great and proud girl dad!!! Imagine him, Duff, and Axl having a tea party and dressed up as very fancy princesses and lots of glitter to, they’d never be able to say no!! 🥰❤️🤣” this is a follow up to Long Time Coming

Warnings: nothing 🫣 just fluff, slash being an adorable dad, and Duff and Axl being uncles

Somehow, Lily has convinced Slash to let her do his makeup and hair. She'd used your makeup and messily applied it to Slash's face. Well, when Duff and Axl came over to discuss potential songs for the album, the tea party was in full swing. Slash had bows in his hair, glitter on his face, lipstick on, and was sitting with little Lily and her stuffed animals drinking tea. And he was doing it happily.

"Hey Slash, whatcha doing?" Axl asked, clearly trying to hold back laughter as he looked at his friend. He was dressed in one of my dresses, which was incredibly tight on him. Slash looked back at Axl and Duff.

"I'm having a tea party. Duh," Slash responded. Lily giggled and ran over to Axl.

"Axl! Axl!" Lily giggled as she ran.

"Hi princess," Axl chuckled as he scooped Lily up. She was wearing a Cinderella costume and her curls were pulled back into a little ponytail. She had glitter all over her and her makeup was done.

"You here for tea party?" Lily asked Axl. She looked over at Duff with her bug eyes.

Duff looked over at Axl, then over at Axl, then back at Lily. He sighed slightly, "Yeah bug. We're here for the tea party."

Lily didn't let them skimp out on any of it. Axl and Duff had bows, glitter, and makeup smeared everywhere. When they walked into the master bedroom you had to hold back your laughter. Lily was giggling as she walked into the room.

"Mama! Dresses!" Lily said with a smile. She was trying to ask for dresses for Duff and Axl. Slash walked in behind them and leaned against the wall.

"Oh, you're putting on dresses?" You asked Axl and Duff with a giggle. You walked into your closet and started looking through your clothes.

"Apparently," Axl huffed and leaned against the doorway.

"Well don't sound too excited," Duff chuckled.

"I don't even know if I have anything that fits either of you. I barely had anything that fit Slash," You said as you shorted through your clothes. You mainly had dresses for the events you had to go to over the years, so most of your dresses were either too short or too small.

You pulled out a long mint green lace-up dress and handed it to Duff, "This might fit you."

"Thanks," Duff said with a smile and started to change into it. You handed Axl a pink slip-on dress.

"Seriously?" Axl said with a huff.

"Pink!" Lily giggled as she pointed to the dress. Axl looked down at her and his expression softened.

"Yeah princess, I'll put on the pink dress," Axl said with a soft smile.

After everyone was in their dresses and sitting at the small little table in Lily's room, she walked around setting tiaras on their heads. They spent the whole afternoon sitting together, drinking tea, and playing with stuffed animals.

For one afternoon, all the tension and fighting slipped away. Axl and Slash couldn't help but get along and play with Lily. The album slipped away, the Snakepit tour slipped away, the constant arguments slipped away, and they just played together and melted at Lily's happy giggles. It was a nice contrast to their normal interactions. And most importantly, Lily was happy.

By the end of the day, Slash sauntered into the kitchen. He looked exhausted and was covered in glitter. He leaned on the kitchen island and looked up at you with a lazy smile.

"Have fun today?" You asked with a smile as you put some pasta on his plate.

Slash nodded, "Honestly, more fun than I've had in a while."

You couldn't help but let out a small laugh, "I think this is your new look."

He looked down at his black dress and the glitter all over his body. He still had the pink bows in his hair and the makeup all over his face, "You think?"

You laughed and nodded. You set his plate in front of him, "Yeah baby. You make a very pretty princess."

He popped out his hip and smiled, "I know."

[oomox-oclock]

Wild Child -smut

Anon req (MY FIRST AAAAAHHH) fem reader

Masterlist

Pairing: Duff x reader x Izzy

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

[rocknrolldecadence]

duff fluff/smut pls bby I read on Reddit that someone’s mums friend used to be a groupie and she did it w duff and he would always do the best aftercare by hugging and kissing and cuddling afterwords 😫😫😫

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any different

duff gives you brilliant aftercare, better than anyone else has before

warnings: smut but not really, kinda angsty

a/n: my first duff request yay!!! i didn’t mean for this to get sad but that’s the way it went 🤷‍♀️ hope u like!! soz this is so short btw

various moans and groans filled the room as you and duff mckagan reached your orgasms. you’d hung out with the man before, but you’d never slept with him, but god you were amazed. it was surprising you hadn’t before. you were one of guns n roses’ infamous groupies, and despite being with a few other members of the band, you’d never got the chance to sleep with duff. you’d heard stories from the other girls though - never-ending tales of how ‘he’s just so attentive!’ and ‘he’s fucking brilliant’ spoken like mantras every time he was brought up in conversation. and now you had experienced it for yourself, you knew those girls weren’t lying.

despite you just being a groupie, he’d taken his time with you. he’d eaten you out like you’d never been before, and made you see stars when he fucked you. multiple rounds of what you were sure was the best sex you’d ever had had worn you out though, and as you lay in his hotel bed, you smiled in exhausted ecstasy.

“hey, you alright?” duff asked you, “need anything? water? a bath?”

“water sounds lovely.” you told him, and with that, he reached into the mini fridge by the bed and pulled out a crisp bottle of water. he opened it and handed it to you, watching with a small smile on his face as you took a swig.

“that was really great, by the way.” you added, turning to face him. he was slightly sweaty, and his long blonde hair clung to his forehead in such an endearing way. he was the perfect balance of sexy and adorable, and it made you swoon. he returned the compliment and the two of you engaged in casual conversation. it didn’t feel awkward whatsoever though. it flowed naturally, like the two of you had known each other for years, not just a few weeks.

the orange evening sky turned into a deep dark blue as you talked with duff, both of you failing to notice the change in hue. you had been so lost in conversation that nothing else seemed to matter. you were snuggled up by his chest, listening to his heartbeat as he talked about the next bass he was gonna buy, and that’s all you really cared about. the girls were right. duff was attentive, sweet and caring. brilliant in bed too. really, he was everything you wanted in a man.

but you couldn’t entertain the idea of something more serious with him. this was duff mckagan, bassist for the current most famous band on earth. if you even mentioned the idea of a relationship with him to even your closest of friends, they’d laugh in your face. and it would be deserved. as lovely as he was, this guy had fucked heaps of other girls before you, and you knew there would be heaps after you too. why would you be any different?

[broidobe]

𝔢𝔪𝔟𝔞𝔯𝔯𝔞𝔰𝔰𝔦𝔫𝔤

requested by @rocketqueen1989x and maybe @xo-myloves??

☾a night of partying turns chaotic when duff fights a flirtatious stranger, leading to a heated argument at home that transforms into fiery, passionate reconciliation☽

☾warnings: smut, violence, substance use, anger, aggression, jealousy, possesiveness☽

⁎⁺˳✧༚guns and roses masterlist

the club is chaos, the air thick with cigarette smoke, the buzz of conversation, and the pounding rhythm of live music rattling through your chest. duff’s arm is slung casually over your shoulder, his fingers drumming idly against your arm as you weave through the crowd. the rest of the guys are nearby, lost in their own revelry, drinks in hand and energy electric.

you’re used to the scene by now—wild parties, a haze of drugs and booze, and the inevitable whirlwind of attention that comes with being at duff’s side. but tonight, something feels a little off. maybe it’s the way duff keeps glancing around, his jaw tight, or maybe it’s the lingering stares from the stranger at the bar.

“he’s looking at you again,” duff mutters, voice low but edged with irritation.

you glance over your shoulder, catching the guy’s eye just as he raises his drink in some half-assed toast. “he’s harmless,” you say, brushing it off, but duff’s grip on your waist tightens.

harmless turns out to be the wrong word.

you don’t even see it happen at first. one second, you’re laughing at something izzy said, and the next, duff is shoving the guy so hard he stumbles back into the bar, glass shattering at his feet.

“she’s with me,” duff growls, his voice rough, barely audible over the music.

the guy scoffs, recovering quickly and throwing a swing that duff dodges with surprising ease, considering how much he’s had to drink. and then it’s chaos—duff’s fist connecting with the guy’s jaw, the two of them grappling as the crowd surges around them, people yelling, drinks spilling.

“duff, stop!” you shout, trying to push through the throng of bodies, but he’s too far gone, fueled by anger and adrenaline.

it doesn’t take long for security to step in, dragging both of them apart. the band gets kicked out with the usual warnings—don’t come back, you’re banned, the whole spiel. you’re fuming as you pile into the cab with duff, the ride home tense and silent except for the occasional snide comment from axl about the whole thing.

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once you’re home, the door barely clicks shut before you round on duff.

“what the hell was that?” you demand, arms crossed as you glare at him.

“he was all over you!” duff snaps, pacing the room like a caged animal. “what was i supposed to do? just stand there?”

“yes, duff! you were supposed to stand there and trust me. it’s not like i was going to run off with him.”

he stops short, turning to face you, his eyes wild and dark. “you don’t get it, do you? seeing him look at you like that—like you were something he could take—” he breaks off, raking a hand through his hair.

“so you thought punching him was the solution?” you shoot back, voice rising to match his. “do you know how embarrassing that was for me?”

“embarrassing?” he scoffs, closing the distance between you in a few long strides. “you think i care about that? i care about you.”

the heat between you shifts, tension crackling like a live wire. his gaze drops to your lips, and you’re not sure who moves first, but suddenly his hands are on your waist, pulling you close as his mouth crashes against yours.

it’s angry, messy, all teeth and tongues as he backs you against the wall. his hands are rough, sliding under your shirt, gripping your hips like he’s staking a claim.

“you drive me fucking crazy,” he mutters against your lips, his voice low and gravelly.

“good,” you snap back, shoving his jacket off his shoulders. “maybe now you know how i feel.”

clothes disappear in a blur, the argument melting away as his hands and mouth explore every inch of you. it’s fast and desperate, a tangle of limbs and breathless moans as he presses you into the mattress. he’s all heat and intensity, his movements almost punishing as he thrusts into you, his grip on your thighs leaving bruises you’ll wear proudly tomorrow.

“mine,” he growls, burying his face in your neck, his teeth grazing your skin just hard enough to make you gasp.

“always,” you manage to breathe, nails raking down his back as he pushes you both over the edge.

when it’s over, you’re both a mess, tangled together and still catching your breath. duff presses a soft kiss to your temple, his earlier anger replaced by something tender.

“i’m sorry,” he murmurs, voice barely above a whisper.

you smile, brushing a strand of hair from his face. “next time, just talk to me, okay?”

he nods, pulling you closer. “okay.”

[duffsvelvet]

short haired duff you are so so precious to me

[vaginalsauce]

Justified

Warnings

Gangbang, oral f! and m! receiving, slapping, spanking, hair pulling, praise, pet names, degradation, size kink, breeding?, pure smut no plot, unprotected p in v, handjobs, breeding, manhandling

A/n

Holy shit what did I just write

This is a scrap I'm too lazy to finish, enjoy mwah

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You felt the harsh sting of a slap against your ass, and your body desperately tried to push forward to escape the tingling red handprint forming on your ass. You were held in place by Duff, who had you on your hands and knees, your face pressing into the hardening ache between his legs. As Axl had his tongue buried deep into your cunt from behind, you struggled to pump your hand up and down Steven's dick.

You were moaning and squirming, rocking your body back and forth against Axl's face. Duff's hands snaked down your bare body, holding your hips firmly in one place, smirking down at you.

Slash had already pulled his dick out, rubbing his hand over his tip at only the sight of your squirming body. He would occasionally lean over and grab handfuls of your ass, slapping it roughly and watching the skin recoil. Grunts and groans of annoyance could be heard from Axl, clearly getting frustrated with Slash's assault. The vibrations were sent straight through your body to your ribcage, and before you knew it, you were unraveled over Axl's lips and chin, your slick dripping down your thighs onto Duff's denim jeans.

"So pretty, such a perfect girl for us." Steven spoke before tugging you up by the waist, his lips quick to find yours. Izzy was next to come right up behind you, not wasting any time before pushing his cock up into you.

You moaned into Steven's mouth before Izzy sat back on his knees, pulling your body down with his. You desperately clung to Steven, trying to bring him closer, but he only planted gentle kisses from the palm of your hand up to your shoulder, and then back down to your breasts.

"Look at you, being such a slut for all of us like this. You're just so desperate, aren't you?" Axl teased, chuckling a bit as he tugged his shorts off, grabbing your hand roughly and placing it on his cock.

"Well? C'mon, don't keep him waiting. Be a good girl for us." Duff gave a kiss to your cheek, and you threw your head back onto Izzy's shoulder as you moaned, moving your hand up and down Axl's cock.

Izzy kept thrusting up into you from below, each raise of his hips earning another moan to fall from your mouth, and Slash let his head fall back as he listened to your little squeals.

Slash walked over to you, grabbing you by the back of the neck and tugging you towards his cock, practically dripping precum. You immediately knew what he needed. You wrapped your lips around the tip of his dick, gagging as Slash unexpectedly pushed your head all the way down the length of his dick.

His mouth hung open as he breathed out, panting, staring down at your mascara-stained face. You furrowed your eyebrows as you looked up to him, relaxing your throat and letting him move your face to his heart's content.

The speed of your hand on Axl's dick faltered, and he took it upon himself to place his hand over yours, holding your hand nice and tight around his cock, fucking your hand like his own personal sex toy.

You could feel how close Izzy was getting without even looking at him. Just the sight of your lips wrapped tightly around Slash's cock made him shiver, but when he glanced down to watch your heat suck him in, it made him ten times closer than he was before.

"Gonna cum in this pretty pussy," Izzy grunted out, pulling your hips repeatedly back into his own, causing you to involuntarily move up and down Slash's cock without his guidance. "you want that, baby? Want me to fill this whore pussy? What do you think, Duff? Does she deserve it?"

"Don't ask me, ask the cock slut herself. See if she can manage to answer around Slash's dick, huh?"

And that's exactly what Izzy did, enjoying the way you clenched around his dick at all of the dirty words that fell from all five men. Endless moans escaped through your lips, vibrating straight into the veins of Slash's cock.

Axl watched intently as Slash's thighs started to tremble the slightest bit, elbowing him out of the way. Slash looked at the redhead in disbelief, brows furrowing seconds later. "Seriously, dude?"

"I'll pay you if you bite him." Slash leaned down and whispered in your ear, chuckling, hand holding his hair back so as to not get it in the slobber and precum and tears that all had stained your face. It was no use telling you to do anything, the hold they all had on you was strangling your brain, you couldn't think.

You couldn't even focus. You only stared up at Slash through your eyelashes, and it made him laugh harder. You were so completely fucked out that you hadn't even realized that Axl had a hand fisted in your hair until he pulled your head to look at him instead of Slash.

Axl looked over to Izzy, and only gave him a slight nod before he tapped his dick on your lips, pushing it deep into your throat and holding your face there by the back of your head.

Izzy's hips slammed into yours one final time, pushing himself as deep as he could inside of you as he came, and the feeling of his warm cum filling you, and even escaping out around his dick, dripping down his balls and your thighs, sent you spiraling.

You were trying to scream, but with the obstruction in your throat, it only came out in muffled gagging noises. "Steven, get over here. Clean the poor girl up, yeah?" Izzy panted, slowly pulling out so he could watch the strings of his cum slide out of you.

Steven nodded, watching in pure awe as he crawled up behind you, pulling your mouth off of Axl's dick, flipping you over onto back with ease.

In response, just as Steven licked a warm line up the back of your thigh, Axl grabbed you by the underarms, lifting you quickly, and tugging you back towards him, letting your head dangle back off the edge of the bed as Steven's mouth slowly inched towards your swollen and abused cunt.

"Axl, quit moving her around." Duff hissed. He came up right behind Axl, and started working on tugging his own pants down.

You began to squirm away from a cold hand slapping right against your core, a shriek leaving you only halfway before another hand landed right in your mouth. You furrowed your brows and your chest heaved as you sobbed, looking right up at Slash, who decided to shut you up with his fingers. You hadn't even noticed when he got in between Duff and Axl, but before you knew it, Izzy was between Slash and Axl.

You couldn't control your violent twitching and shaking, and Izzy crouched down right beside your head, pressing his lips to your temple so you could hear him whisper to you. His hand came around to the other side of your face, thumb stroking your cheek lovingly.

"You're okay, baby. Always talked about takin' all of us, didn' you?" Izzy grinned against your face, chuckling. "And look at you now. Can't even stand how good you're feeling. A little pain slut."

You almost bit down on Slash's middle and ring fingers, and right as your jaw just started to clench the slightest, he pulled them out and slapped your face. The extra sting was provided by the upside down angle, and the saliva lubricating his hand.

You tried hard to close your thighs around Steven's head, but your body was so close to shutting down on you that you couldn't function.

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[groupiewhoreee]

Hi! if you have time would you write getting caught with izzy smut cause he needed you so bad

hiii!!!!! omg surr! i'd love to do this! also i have been getting so many izzy requests LMAO people are just so downbad for izzy ig

Heat Of The Moment

Pairing: Izzy Stradlin x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Smut, P in V, unprotected sex, just smut.

Summary: In request by a lovely anon <3

Note: I didn't read over this or anything since I was busy at the moment! So its bad.

One of Izzy's hands were entangled in your hair, tugging it ever so slightly and yanking your head backwards. His other hand was rested on your hip, gently caressing your curves that you had to offer. Soft, but yet quiet moans of pleasure escaped the airplane bathroom, grunts, and low pitched groans could be hear too, mixing together with your moans. Your legs shook, and quaked, as you were leant over the small sink that was cramped into the tiny bathroom. He pounded away at you at a rough but fast pace. "Fuck, Izzy-" You moaned out in a high pitch, your voice cracked alongside it. Izzy took his hand / fingers out of your hair, releasing his grip and immediately over to your mouth, covering it. "Shh, be quiet baby. You don't want them to hear, don't you? Unless you want them to hear.." Izzy chuckled lightly into your ear, continuing to go at a rough pace. You simply nodded, moaning into his hand as it was muffled. You didn't know if the other boys were awake, yet. Izzy sweet-talked you, "Your so pretty baby, I just can't resist you.. wearing skirts so short," He hummed with a smirk. Before you got into the bathroom with the male, Axl, Duff, Steven, and Slash were all asleep, snoring away. You assumed they couldn't hear you. .. or maybe they could? You let out a pleasured sigh, your eyes rolled back into your head. Izzy's mouth went to your neck, sucking at the skin, and making purple, but almost pink love bites. He bit into your skin, leaving harsh bite marks. You were close, and Izzy was too. "I'm close, sweetheart." He hummed in your ear, before going back to burying his face into your neck, his long and flowing black hair fell over his face.

Maybe after a minute or two, you climaxed, and cum dripped down your thighs. Izzy still wasn't there yet, so he continued to thrust into you. Little did you know, you didn't lock the bathroom door. Why? You forgot since it was so rushed,, and he needed you. Bad. Izzy grunted, about to cum until Axl, opened the airplane door. You two immediately looked over at him. "-Holy shit," Axl said, now covering his eyes, but he began to laugh. "I see you two we're having fun?" He asked to you, and you frowned. "Get out!" You shouted. "Okay okay, jesus, i'm leaving. Maybe lock the door next time, dumbass." Axl rolled his eyes, and closed it. After a minute, Izzy went back at it and came inside of you, not asking if you wanted him to or not. You two got all dressed and ready, and when you guys walked out, they were all snickering and staring at you. Axl had told all of them what happened. "So I-" Duff didn't get to finish, "-Shut up." Izzy huffed and went to sit with you in the very back. He let you have the window seat and held your hand. "Sorry, I forgot to lock it. I just needed you so bad," He chuckled. "It's okay," you hummed in reply. "I love you, babe." He told you, and kissed your cheek. "I love you too, Izzy," You replied and kissed his nose.

[thesmokingguns]

Family Vacation Chapter One

Prologue HERE

This story does feature mentions of previous drug and alcohol use, sex, and adult themes. This is for audiences 18 years or older.

Thank you and I hope you enjoy.

Chapter One 

Izzy POV

After having spent two days this week at different camper rental lots I was finally in my driveway, packing up the RV that I had rented for this excursion that Sky had roped me into. The use of the term ‘roped in’ being used very loosely. I had practically invited myself, if I was being honest. 

How could I not?

Sky was going to be making all sorts of memories with Vaughn. Yes, I did want to be there and get to experience these things with my baby boy but, I wasn’t jealous in my parenting. There would be moments we both missed and that we both got to see ourselves. Parenting isn't a competition. No, it was all about the bond we had. 

Yes, I would love to go on this vacation for my son. I would also love to go on  this vacation and have an excuse to be close to his mother, the love of my life. Maybe we could have another night where we let loose and give my son a sibling. 

Not that I wanted to rush into just making babies with Sky. I selfishly wanted more time for her and I to reconnect and find that love that had been lost.

A sound startled me. Standing in the RV was Sky, Vaughn on her hip munching at one of her chocolate cherry cookies. From the messy candy smear around his lips this wasn’t his first one, either. 

“You’re out of your mind,” Sky shifted Vaughn up, her black t-shirt dragging up slightly with it. I didn’t know if I should look at her tan legs in the denim shorts she was wearing or that bit of skin, “You’re really going to drive this thing by yourself?”

What? 

Myself?

No. This was a family vacation and I was going to drive my….family.

Sky saw the change in my face. I watched the way pity crossed her features, her pretty lips pushing together in a scowl as she looked around. Turning away from me and then looking back at me, a smile flirting across her features, “I guess you do have AC in here. Why don’t you go find your bed, V baby?” 

As soon as my son was on his own two feet he took off, leaving smears from his chocolate fingers all over the clean surfaces of the RV. His laughter makes me smirk as I went back to stocking up the food on the shelves. 

Sky’s legs came into view, her hip leaning on the cabinet I was about to open as she looked down at me, “Jeff, this is a vacation. A time to relax and have fun. I know you’re not happy with the band,” She took a breath as she said the understatement of the year, “I need this time to unwind. If you can’t do this, don’t. Stay home.”

The look she was giving me, her brown eyes staring at me as if she needed me to be honest with her. It broke me a bit. The look reminded me of nights I’d spend snorting coke too late in the back of The Troubadour. Stumbling back to our place smelling like stale sweat, vodka, and bad choices. 

It was the same little frown on her face as she helped me clean up, getting me out of my clothes and putting me to bed. No wonder she is such a good mother when she’s had years of taking care of my pathetic ass. 

My fingers instinctively go to push back my hair, wanting to fist and pull it as some punishment to make me feel better. I know I’m going about this in some attempt to win back the gold medal I had in my life with Sky. I’m chasing that love story, with a happily ever after knowing that I’m the actual villain here. 

Swallowing, I nod my head, “I still talk to Duff a bit. Axl and I tried to talk a few times. Slash won’t start problems. I just,” I’m fucking nervous and acting like a idiot, “I just really want these memories with Vaughn.” 

And you, Sky.

I can’t say that though.

She nods her head, just as the sound of something falling catches our attention. Both of us see our son next to the couch he had been climbing up. He gives us such a wide smile my heart skips a beat, soaking in the way his baby fat still clings to him. 

“Mama! Bed!” He points, proud of himself. Sky is already beside him, lifting him up and going in for a cuddle. 

I need to make this trip work. I need to give Vaughn the family that he deserves. I don’t want to make the mistakes that my parents did. I don’t want him to have to split his time. I want us together. One unit. 

How it should have always been. 

SKY POV

Izzy isn’t fooling me for a second. He’s not subtle in the least bit about how he feels about things and after being married to him and in a relationship with him for the better part of our adult lives, I know what him going on this road trip is all about. 

He hasn’t given up on the idea of us being together yet. 

Part of me wants to scream at this. Slap him and remind him that it was his shitty behaviour that tore us apart in the first place. He had chosen the drugs and rock n roll over our relationship. I accepted this and tried to let us both move on. 

Getting pregnant with Vaughn had thrown a wrench into all of that. 

The other part of me wants to have him live out all the fantasies that I still have about him. Instead of my hand crawling between my thighs at night I want it to be his mouth. The feel of his nose bumping at my clit as he strokes up and down my folds, soaking his face in my juices. Getting me ready to be split apart by that massive fucking cock of his. 

I squeeze my legs together, gripping the bathroom counter in front of me as I look at myself in the mirror. I had an everything shower this morning when I couldn’t sleep at 4AM. I had then gotten dressed in this pretty black slip dress that I bought while thrifting with Aimee a few months ago. It wasn’t anything fancy but it made me feel feminine and sexy in a way that I hadn’t quite felt since I became a mother. It hit a few inches below the knee. I paired the dress with a pair of black cowboy boots, a silver medallion belt that cinched the dress above my hips, and a few silver bangles on my arms. 

My dark hair was wavy, tied back with a crocheted bandana. My silver hoops sticking out of my hair. My lips were painted a darker brown than my skin and I had outlined my eyes in too much eyeliner for the morning. I had attempted to tone down the eye makeup with too many swipes of mascara. 

The whole look could seem like a regular outfit to start a trip or Izzy could look at me and see that maybe he actually has a chance of getting into my pants again.

No!

I needed to be strong. I needed to not have him thinking like that. I needed to pack my vibrator and the extra batteries becasue that was the only way I would be getting through this trip without fucking my ex husband.

“Sky?” Speak of the devil. 

Throwing open the bathroom door, I freeze seeing Izzy in my room. His eyes widen as he looks me up and down. His hands are shoved into the tight black jeans he’s wearing as he rocks back on his heels. 

He looks at me like I’m a cool glass of water and he’s a thirsty man. 

This man also saw his son's big head crown out of my vagina as I prayed I didn’t poop during labor. Something that I will never ask Izzy to confirm or deny.

“Vaughn is just finishing his breakfast. Our bags are-”

“Already in the RV. I loaded them up.” His eyes are still taking me in. No, he’s not taking me in. He’s very much staring at me, “Sky you look-”

“MAMA!” I turn just as a bundle of baby hits my knees. I’ve had years of practice or I would have lost my balance and knocked myself out.

Izzy picks up our son, tossing him in the air and getting the shrill excited laughter from our baby. God, we really did make the cutest kid. IMagine if we had more? 

I really needed to pack my vibrator. “Can you bring him to the RV? I’m just going to grab my purse and check that everythings locked up here.”

Izzy asked his brothers to check out our places. One of his brothers is staying in his house while we’re away and they’ll be coming by mine a few times a week with the spare key I gave to him. It makes me feel a little bit better about leaving. 

Once he’s out of the room, I’m opening my nightstand drawer, pulling out my favorite sex toy, “Vibby, you’re my only hope of making it through this trip.” I grab the extra batteries, shoving them into my bag. 

I should have never told him about this trip. There is no way that we're going to make it through this. 

Izzy POV

The plan is to meet everyone at the first campground tonight by 7PM. It gives everyone enough time to get there, even though it’s only about two hours from where we live. I’m thankful to be driving the RV because if I look at my ex wife one more time my blood is all going to stay pooled in my dick and we’re going to crash. 

That fucking dress. 

What was she trying to do to me? I’m just a man. 

The silky fabric clinging to her thighs as she walks. The way her ass bounces in it as she had stepped into the RV. I wanted to bite it and take a chunk out of it. 

I hit a bump, Sky’s purse shifting on the seat beside me where she left it. I glance to make sure nothing fell out. Seeing  nothing on the seat it takes me a second to hear the steady humming sound of a buzz. 

My eyes scan the dashboard, making sure that no lights are on to alert me something is wrong with the RV. I would fight the guy at the dealership if something was wrong. Nothing seems off though.

Staying quiet, I frown hearing the noise to my right. Glancing off the road for a second I see Sky’s purse is shaking more than it should be. My heart is in my throat as I glance up at the road, making sure no one is near me as I reach across and let my hand go in her bag. I find what is vibrating instantly. 

“Vaughn is down for his-”

She freeze’s as I glance back, looking at her staring at the hand that I’m holding up in the air. The hand that is holding her, impressive, but not as impressive as me, vibrator. Her cheeks darken as she steps forward, yanking it from me and hitting some button to shut it off. She shoves it back into her purse as I use both hands to drive now. 

I’m not going to think about how my right hand was just holding something that was inside her. I’m not going to smell my hand and try to smell her sweet cunt. I’m going to keep it together and be an adult about this. 

“If you’re horny on this trip you know where my bunk is,” I offer lightly. She makes a sound in the back of her throat, turning and storming back to where I’m sure that she is going to hide away from me. 

I should have just asked her if she wanted to stop for lunch. Maybe if I fed her she would have been more receptive. Instead I offered to feed her my dick. 

And we were only an hour into this two week long trip. 

Fantastic.

[duffslut]

Daddy knows better

Modern! Duff McKagan x Reader

My Masterlist.

Word Count: 535

Warnings: Smut! Daddy kink, Age gap, Breeding kink, Dirty talk etc. Minors Dni.

- C'mon it's just a kiss. - Duff said, you were sitting on his bed with your legs crossed and feeling shy. He was sitting across from you, shirtless and horny.

He ran his hand affectionately through your hair, and tucked a lock behind your ear, you lowered your face, embarrassed to look at him.

- Don't be shy, I can teach you. - He spoke softly, but kissed you before you answered him.

His lips tasted like mint candy and were soft and careful against yours.

- Did you like it? - He asked.

- I did. - You answered.

Your eyes wandered over his body, his hands so much bigger than yours, his arm with veins popping out, and a few wrinkles on his face.

- You're old enough to be my dad. - You said and bit your lip, not sure if you should have said that.

- Does that bother you? - Duff asked, you shook your head.

- Not really. - You said, in fact, you loved that he was so much older than you.

Duff took your hand and placed it on his groin, you could feel his incredibly hard member under his pants.

- Will you be a good girl for me? - He asked and you nodded immediately.

Duff moved closer to you and took off your blouse; As soon as your tits were exposed, he touched them and then sucked them with his eyes closed, circling his tongue around your nipples. Your fingers gripped Duff's blonde hair, you were so in need of that.

Your hand felt and squeezed Duff's cock over his pants, his hand over yours encouraged you to do it. He moved up from your tits kissing your skin until he reached your mouth.

- You're my little princess. - He whispered as he kissed you and used one hand to spread your legs.

His fingers caressed your thigh until they reached your wet panties, you moaned when he touched your clit over your panties and it sent a shock through your entire body.

Duff could no longer stand the boner that was almost bursting his pants, he laid your body on the bed, ripped your shorts off and positioned himself between your legs.

- It's too big daddy.. - You whimpered as Duff forced his cock into your tight hole. - It hurts

- You can take it. - Duff said, squeezing his hands on your waist, holding your body tightly as he began to pound inside you completely ignoring what you said.

It took you a while to get used to Duff's cock going in and out of you, but when you did, you just wanted more, his thrusts were so deep inside your pussy and the sweat from his chest was dripping onto your body, you controlled yourself so your moans wouldn't sound so loud as Duff ripped your hole open.

- So fucking tight I'm gonna fill you up. - Duff exclaimed, breathing heavily, moving his hips faster and faster. - Imma put a baby inside you, doll.

At that point, you didn't even care what he said, you just wanted to feel his warm milk filling your womb. Duff leaned forward on top of you and you scratched his back, feeling your orgasm run down your pussy and seconds later feeling Duff's throbbing cock spill his cum inside you.