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iheartjameshetfield · 5 months
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CAN WE GET A SLASH AND JAMES THREESOME VISUAL 🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨
YES WE CAN 🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨
i’m not even gonna bother with how they got into this situation and just get straight into this story, buckle up.
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james was standing by the edge of the bed, palming himself through his boxers while slash grinds himself against your naked cunt behind you on the bed.
you were practically panting like a dog, almost begging for james’ and slash’s cocks to be inside you in any way. you grind back against slash as you place kisses on james’ shaft over his underwear.
“god, she’s so fuckin’ eager to be stuffed” james would cup his hand over your jaw, forcing your mouth open with his thumb as you already start to suck on it.
“she’s a slut, is what she is. she’s fucking dripping down her thighs.” slash comments, unexpectedly gathering your wetness with his fingers, causing you to gasp.
his hands connect with your ass, spreading them open so that he can easily sink into you with a breathy moan. james was quick to pull his underwear down, slapping his dick against your face as you pathetically open your mouth, needing him to fuck your face.
“oh, you want it?” he basically mocks you, laughing as your eyes beg.
he wastes no time to fuck that cute mouth of yours, easing himself in. you gag, quickly pulling yourself off of him to cough.
“don’t be a baby. you can take it.”
he grabs a fistful of your hair and shoves you over him, not caring about your protests to give you a minute to breathe as you gag and splutter, your drool making a mess over his balls as it drips down his thighs.
both slash thrust at the same time as if they want to meet in the middle, causing you to feel so full. slash rests on his heels so he could have a better view of your pussy swallowing him up, making him shudder.
“you love being our little cockslut? huh? fuck yeah you do, can feel you squeezin’ me, shit.”
slash reaches around and starts to rub tight circles on your clit, stimulating you. you writhe underneath them, your moans vibrating through james’ cock, adding to his pleasure. for a while, he helps you bob your head over him, but then he just can’t handle it anymore.
he grabs your face with his hands, thrusting relentlessly into your mouth, using your throat as a fleshlight. your thighs begin to tremble, not being to handle any more as you start to feel a familiar knot in your abdomen.
“she’s close, i can feel it.” slash comments, causing you to nod your head in agreement as james continues to use your mouth. “gonna cum so deep in you, yeah?”
you start to fuck back against slash, needing your release. slash speeds up his ministrations on your clit, determined to get you and himself to each other’s climaxes.
“come on, pretty girl, cum for me.” you moan at his words as you shatter, your sticky cum trickling down as slash fucks you through your orgasm. his own rips in when you clench him repeatedly, the tightness making it hard for him to hold back as he cums in hot spurts inside of you.
james can feel his own orgasm approaching, a certain tightness becoming to much for him to hold in. you pushed your face into him, your nose against his pubic bone as he stills inside you. he brings his hand to your neck and quickly strokes himself through your throat, bringing him to his orgasm as he empties his load into you, his cum sliding from your lips.
you bring one of your hands up to james’ thigh, squeezing it as a way to tell him that you couldnt handle it anymore and that you needed a break.
as much as he didn’t want to, he pulled away as you fall into a fit of coughs, your body giving out as you lay limp on the bed. you let out tiny humps to help you with your aftershocks as you calm down.
“thank you” you croak out, your voice coarse from the throat-fucking
“oh, we’re not done yet.” slash claims as if it were obvious, causing you to let out a dumb ‘huh’
“come on. be a good girl and turn around for us.” james orders as you stare at him dumbfounded.
slash pats your thigh to hurry you up. with trembling thighs and shaky arms, you manage to push yourself up, turning around so that you’d be face to face with slash’s hard cock and your ass would be facing james.
james delivers a harsh slap to your ass, causing it to turn a bright pink as you whine. slash gathers your hair into a makeshift ponytail as he guides himself into your mouth. your jaw hurts from when james had used you just moments ago.
you take a deep breath through your nose when james slips into you so easily, your cunt not being able to handle anymore friction, but they didn’t care. you were there for their pleasure and their pleasure only.
you let them use you since you really didn’t have the energy to stop them. you swirl your tongue around slash’s tip as you deep-throat him as you shoot him your best puppy eyes look, causing him to groan and curse.
“oh, you can do better than that. faster.” slash commands.
this catches james attention. he leans over you, his chest on your back as he moves your head over slash’s cock, matching it with the speed of his thrusts.
“atta girl, just like that.” he praises when he lets go of you, seeing you continue to pleasure slash this way. the smacking of your ass against james’ thighs and the wet sounds coming from your cunt is what spurs them on.
with each thrust, james goes harder, determined to make you cum again. you feel his balls slapping against your clit, causing your second orgasm to approach you even quicker than before from the overstimulation. your repeated moans and whimpers sends slash into a frenzy, feeling him twitch in your mouth.
he quickly pulls out, stroking himself over your face as you stick out your tongue. you and slash’s moans mingle together, the two of you racing to see who’ll finish first.
the both of you cum in hot spurts, you over james’ cock and slash on your face and tongue. the sight was enough to send james over the edge too. right before he cums, he pulls out to flip you on your back, wanting to mark you.
he forces your thighs open as he strokes his dick over your soaked pussy, your cum-covered, fucked out state sending him over the edge. he watches as his cum blends perfectly with yours’ and slash’s from previously, spreading your folds to watch them leak out.
“so fuckin beautiful.” james compliments.
“you did so good for us, yeah?” slash would trike your hair as you attempt to calm down.
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i feel like it was such an abrupt ending but what more can i add? 💀
I NEED THEM
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marvelobsessed134 · 5 months
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Slash + voyeurism for kinktober? 👀
Kinktober day 10: Voyuerism with Slash
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Pairings: Slash x Fem!Reader ft. Izzy Stradlin
Warnings: voyuerism, smut, slight daddy kink, Izzy jerks off while watching you guys, semi cock!possessive!slash, dom!slash, sub!reader, squirting.
Summary: Slash wants to show you off to his best friend Izzy.
You were naked on all fours while your boyfriend was sat on the couch jerking his cock. “Come on over here baby.” His deep voice commanded you felt your arousal drip. You slowly crawled to him, seeing the other guitarist in your peripheral vision.
It was Slash’s idea to show you off like this. Izzy mentioned wanting to fuck you for a while and of course the other guitarist was not cool with that idea, but he decided that he could at least watch.
You sat on your knees between his thighs eyeing his cock hungrily. The curly haired man smirked that this, “Go on baby. Come suck my dick like a good girl.” You immediately got to work, licking and sucking his shaft. He gripped your hair and threw his head back moaning. He got a glimpse of Izzy stroking his own cock while watching you work your magic.
“Yeah, you like this Stradlin? Wait till you see what her pussy can do.” Slash groaned with a smirk.
All Izzy could do was watch and honestly, he was cool with that. Being able to see you naked was good enough for him.
You continued to suck him off like your life depended on it, knowing he’d give you the same effort back. That’s what was nice about your relationship. If someone wasn’t putting in effort then the other wasn’t going to either. Also if you’re naughty slash gets to punish you.
Then the guitarist pulls you off and moves so you could lay on the couch. You get up, pressing a kiss to his lips before obeying his command.
Your legs spread on their own accord as you looked at Izzy’s expression. It was dark and feral, much like your boyfriend’s.
Slash positioned himself between your legs before licking a stripe against your pussy from the bottom all the way up to your clit. You hissed and gripped his hair, shutting your eyes as he continued to eat you out.
“I know you’re closing your eyes baby. Open them. Look at Izzy watch you while I eat this sweet little pussy.” You did as he said, looking at Izzy looking at you. You could see him pump his cock faster and you gripped Slash’s hair tighter. Your eyes were wide and watery.
“Mmm Slash…I’m gonna cum!” You squealed.
“Okay then, cum for me baby. Cum for me and my friend.” And so you did, squirting your juices all over his face. “Fuuuck, you taste so good. That was so hot.”
“Holy shit.” Izzy muttered. The curly haired man looked to his friend with a smile, “Yeah, my girls’ a squirter.”
You laid there blissed out, barely registering the back he brought you up on his lap, hovering over his cock.
“Mmm you want it baby?” He asked teasingly.
“Oh yes. Please…daddy.” You let it slip. The one nickname that you usually call him in bed.
“Fuck.” The other raven haired man muttered, pumping his cock more.
“That’s a good girl. Go on.” Slash said and you sunk down on his large dick. You gripped his shoulders for balance as you began to ride him.
“Ah, fuck yes. You’re so tight baby oh fuck.” Your boyfriend was a moaning mess as you continued to ride him, he grabbed and slapped the flesh of your ass, forgetting that his best friend was jerking off to the scene not too far away.
“Be a good girl and make daddy cum.” He instructed and you sped up your movements, kissing his neck up to his lips. His grip on you tightened and it wasn’t long before he shot his sticky, salty, warm, cum into your womb.
You moaned at the feeling, rolling your eyes back.
Slash turned to look at Izzy eyeing the ropes of cum on his stomach and said, “Enjoy the show?”
“Fuck yeah dude.”
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vaginalsauce · 9 months
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Justified
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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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stevenssticks · 4 months
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what are your fave musician dad bods. if u have any. like who do u think has the best dad bod i nominate slash
SLASH!!!!!!!! i would have to agree w u‼️
what gets me is that he’s so much hard muscle but now he just looks so soft too???? i feel like he’s so much more approachable now.
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lord have mercy……..
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he-goes-down · 3 months
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The Blood That Moves The Body:
-irl friend req
Masterlist
Pairing: Vamp! Izzy x reader x Were! Slash
- quick moment of silence for me not finding a gif-
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Warnings: smut (with plot), threesome, vampires, werewolf, fingering, unprotected p in v, oral! M receiving, slight oral!F receiving. Blood
Second person pov:
A low animalistic growl echoed through the trees as you walked through the dark foggy forest. Standing dead still, your senses peaked with anxiety. Your eyes scattering from one dark corner to another, swearing that each shadow was out to get you. Your eyes landed to in-front of you. In the distance, orange-yellowish eyes glowed out of the darkness. The eyes position closer to the ground, like a wolf staggering and bending down as it stalked it’s prey. With one fast growl and leap your live flashed before your eyes. You were paralysed in fear. Couldn’t move. Only put your hands and arms in-front of you, squeezing your eyes shut. Ready to embrace quick death.
Breathing hard, that was the only thing you heard. Your breath. And silence, the sound of charging towards you on the soft forest floor was gone. Another hard breath. Not yours. A warm blow on your hand, your one eye peered open. The beast. Now in-front of you, the moonlight shining on it’s dark brown fur, had all the features of a wolf except it was huge. It’s head tilted like a puppy as it sniffed the hand that was still frozen in-front of you. After a few nerve racking sniffs it began to lick ur hand, getting more playful after each one. It’s tongue nearly bigger than your hand itself. But you began to relax seeing it was friendly and for now harmless. Taking a big sigh as your other hand went to the side of its furry head, scratching through it like you would to a dog. It seemed to enjoy it, you pulled your hand away from it’s tongue and began scratching the other side of it’s face. It’s eyes closing and mouth open panting as your scratched in all the right places.
‘It’s like a puppy.’ You thought to yourself. ‘Just an abnormally large and kinda freakish one.’ You added to your inner dialogue.
“Oh, he’s no puppy.” You heard a voice behind you, you turned around. Not just behind, but above, in the trees. You looked up to the tall towering trees. A shadow figure standing on one of the big branches that formed the canopy above. It walked forward onto the air, a fast accelerating drop but as the figure was inches above the ground it stopped in the air, taking a step down to the forest floor. And another accelerated charge, in humane speed. The figure stopped to right in-front of you. Some of the leaves on the forest floor fell back down again as the figures speed triggered it to lift from the ground.
A very pale, dark haired handsome man. His nose straight, his eyes a dark hazel. God he was quite fine, the comedic relief in your brain added to your monologue. His eyes flashed red, a weird feeling came and gone from you, almost unnoticeable. “You really think I’m handsome?” He asked, smugly raising an eyebrow. As he spoke you noticed his fangs. A vampire. Of course he knew what you were thinking, he could read minds. Before your sputter out a fearful exclamation you felt a nudge on the middle of your back. The animal was still there, wanting attention. “Slash you can stop it now, stop using people to scratch your nasty flee invested fur.” The vampire crossed his eyes, talking to the animal. With one dog like whine, the beast, apparently named Slash turned from an animal to a human. A werewolf. Some animal parts still attached but fading; ears, fur - now body hair, but not everywhere - a tail that seemed to be retracting back into his body. He had gorgeous abs, soft brown skin and luscious curly hair that covered his face a bit. And with your eyes scanning his body you noticed no clothes and immediately looked away. “I don’t have- sorry-“ Slash protested but then apologised to you, “ I don’t have fleas you nocturnal prick.” He continued his protest. “Yeah, yeah, yeah. Cover up mutt.” The vampire rolled his eyes and tossed Slash a pair of underwear and pants. He quickly put them on and turned to you. “Sorry for scaring you in the beginning. I thought you were Izzy.” He said as he put his hands on your shoulders. The vampire’s name was Izzy. “What are you doing out here anyway?” Izzy butted in. “Yeah it’s dangerous, there are other creatures out here that aren’t that friendly.” Slash said.
You had explained to them that you were chased from your small heavily religious and traditional town that was close by, because they thought you were some sort of witch or demon, for many silly and miscommunicated reasons. You ran to the forest knowing no one would follow you in. Slash and Izzy were nice enough to be sympathetic to your story and allow you to stay at their place. An abandoned cottage, you were thinking more of a manor or castle as there are many stories about vampires living in such places.
As you got more comfortable in being with magical strangers you were encouraged by them to ask questions on what the towns people think is real about them. It was a real laugh but some a bit more dark, Izzy did drink blood, Slash does prey on animals like a wolf and once or twice a human that annoyed him. But assured you they had their fill today. You then asked about the cottage and why they don’t live in an abandoned manor, and adding that question of rivalry between the two groups. They explained that they were a bit exiled as well, they became friends when they were young and saw no problem of the two groups mingling but each clan kicked them out and now hate them.
You slept in Izzys bed that night as he slept through out the day, Slash slept in his bed which was next to Izzys, but in the middle of the night turned Were and slept by your feet taking in some of your human body heat.
The next morning you discussed with them about finding a nearby town to settle back down in, but they insisted that you stayed with then for a while as it was the start of a complicated season of moon for both Werewolfs and Vampires alike, and if other members of the clans found you in their forest it wouldn’t end well.
About 3 weeks into the season, and you were comfortable with Izzy and Slash, not seeing them any different your average human, sure they were different but it didn’t freak you out as much as when you first met them. You liked them. Sure they had their annoying moments like; Izzy reading your mind and giggling at you when ever he pleased, or Slash which took most of the bed space when you allowed him to lie down by you. But again you liked them, maybe a bit too much, you tried to get your sinful thoughts of them out your head before Izzy had the chance to randomly infiltrate your mind and see your deepest feelings. The thoughts became worse when they dropped an small flirt here and there. You didn’t know what to do and it was getting you nervous as now was the blood moon week and meaning they both stay inside 24/7.
Evening fell and a red ball which was the moon rose to the sky. All of you sat on the couch watching the window from a far. Izzy began to sweat, trying to hold something in, picking at his lace collar, holding it from his skin to get cool air in, especially on the bite marks on his neck. Slash began to scratch, but hard. Itching everywhere, taking his one hand and transforming it into a claw just to try scratch it right. You were worried for them, asking them if they were okay and what was happening. “Just go upstairs…” Izzy stuttered out as he scratched his bite marks. “But-“ “Go.” His tone changed to irritation and anger, eyes flashed a red warning. You didn’t retaliate and went upstairs swiftly. Closing the door and sitting on Izzy’s bed, knees up, your chin on them, gazing out the red scenery of the misty forest. Now 30 minutes later of lazy boredom your mind wandered to Izzys change of tone, dark laced with anger. Making your heartbeat faster thinking about it, and your thoughts going down a darker lustful root, thinking of him calling you horrific names while he- and your thoughts continued, soon also turning to Slash, thinking of his pleading eyes, as he wanted you to touch him, sick dirty thoughts infiltrated you head again. You never thought of them this heatedly, you were slightly embarrassed. Looking back out to the moon again. That might be a reason for your change as-well.
Soon you heard the door creak open slowly, your gaze traveling along the wooden floor to the door, as the door opened by itself, revealing Slash and Izzy.
Izzys shirt was half way unbuttoned, scratch marks and sweat dripping down his chest, the same with Slash but it seemed like he grew another foot tall, maybe double the size of Izzy, making his pants tighter against his legs, which made your eyes travel and reveal an aching hard on. That just made you soaked to the core. “I saw some… interesting things that came to mind, wouldn’t you say so too?” Izzy chimed. Fuck. Izzys senses where heightened to the max this week, meaning he could read minds of people in other rooms. You blushed hard, embarrassed. You swallowed hard, both of then inching closer to you. “We can make those dreams a reality.” Slash told you as he came behind you sitting on the bed, his now larger body engulfing you as his hands held your hips. Kissing your neck as he spoke in lust. Izzy sat in-front of you, his eyes glowing another red flash. Infiltrating your mind, but now you could feel his emotions. A fiery lust, an animalistic need. But a hard desire and want. For you. To fuck you. To eat you. Suck all the life from your veins. Your mind became foggy from his long search through your private thoughts. You were now filled with the same lust and desire that they were feelings. You felt a tingling sensation on your skin, wanting to rip it out. An even stronger feeling was making your pussy soaked. Slash’s big hand began to wander to your shorts. Landing on your thighs, giving a rough squeeze, his fingers on your inner thighs, dangerously close to your core. Your knees still up, Izzy put his head on your knees, looking at you from under his brows. His eyes flashing another red, reading your sinful thoughts, mostly about what you wanted Slash’s hand to do to you.
“Mmm… Slash, I think she wants something from you.” Izzy said smugly, and with one look yours were roughly spread open by an invisible force. Slash’s hand grazed your clothed pussy, his whole hand was now bigger than your crotch and it made you weak thinking if the unspeakable things his large fingers could do. A sharp claw like nail tract from his previous shorter nails. With one swift movement your shorts were split ripped off, and ripped to shreds, the fabric scattering on the bed. Now the sharp nail resting on your panties, digging a small hole in the fabric, you could feel it against your wet folds. Another quick motion and your panties were off and in pieces, and not one nick on your pussy. He retracted the nail and his fingers now exploring your soaking cunt. Izzy on the other hand began to take your shirt off for you, not in a traditional way. His eyes flashed another red and like a lit match to paper your shirt disintegrated, not one fluff of fabric was left. But he gently let his invisible powers unclasp your bra and let it fall to the side. “ My precious moon…” Slash whispered as he sloppy kissed your neck, his canines making brief contact with your skin making you shiver. His one finger began to enter your pleading pussy. It was big, almost not enough space to add another, but soon after you settled on his finger he added another one, stretching you out. You moaned, falling back onto Slash’s chest. Izzy taking the opportunity to crawl between your legs and kiss you from your tits to your neck. A low groan cane from his lips as they grazed over your neck, just wanting to dig his fangs into you and leave you whining his name as he sucked your life away.
“Sunshine… can I?” He groaned against your exposed neck. You nodded hesitantly, waiting for the stinging injection. The sharp tips of his fangs pierced your skin, making you hiss, soon it dug all the way through your veins and his mouth was no situated on your skin, skin and grunting as he tasted your sweet blood. Slash was pumping his fingers in and out of you as you moaned both their names through pain and pleasure. You felt yourself draw closer to your orgasm as both Izzy and Slash worked on your pussy, Slash fingering you and Izzy playing with your clit. Tears began to stream down your face from the pleasure and the howling pain you were feeling as Izzys sharp fangs were still lodged in the side of your neck. Slash whined like a dog as you felt his hard on on your lower back, his hips bucking against you to get friction. You thought about how his big cock probably wouldn’t even fit you, but god it made the pits of your stomach burn with desire. Blood dripped down your collarbone to your tits and then to your stomach and thighs, gushing out of the two bite marks like a waterfall. You were getting light headed, from loss of blood and of your orgasm coming near. Slash did a few more slams against your g spot, feeling you clench around him and finally cumming all over his big fingers. You sighed as you came down from your electrical high. Izzy taking his fangs out of you the same time Slash took out his fingers. Slash took his fingers and licked them softly groaning to himself as he tasted your cum. “Fuck… you taste so good.” He sighed.
Izzy’s mouth dripped with your blood, quickly wiping of the excess he had to get another kind of taste of you. You moaned and your hands flung to his dark head of hair, tugging as he licked through your folds. Groaning as he tasted you on his tongue, both your blood and cum. He cleaned up your wetness, devouring ever single drop, whilst you moaned out at his actions and how his fangs were so close to cutting you. “So fucking good…” Izzy agreed with Slash as his mouth detached to your aching pussy. You whined at the loss of friction and pleasure. “Don’t worry baby, I’ll fill you up real good…” Slash said lowly in your ear, feeling his big cock against your back. You mind wandered to the endless things he could do to you with his now bigger stronger body. “I see… only thinking of the little mutt are we? Well thats not fair is it… I’m the one that marked you as mine.” Izzy spoke, his last line directed at the two fang marks on your neck. You were willing to do anything for him, you being his or not. “Do what you’re thinking of sunshine.” Izzy said with a smirk, his hard on getting more visible as he read your thoughts. He sat back on the bed in front of you, his elbows perching him up as he laid back. You lead forward, now away from Slash’s torso, leaning down and arching your ass in the air like a cat. Your hands going over his clothed thighs, soon unbuttoning his jeans, his hard on now deliciously close to your mouth, under his boxers, you took them off too and watched as his dick sprung out of its retrains. Dripping with precum. You looked him in the eyes as you licked up and took his tip in your mouth. He groaned, his head flung back in ecstasy.
You felt a something press against you ass while you were taking Izzy’s big dick in your mouth. Your eyes rolled to the side as far as they could to see what it was. Slash. Only in his underwear, his enormous boner pressing against your soft ass cheeks. You moaned a nod, telling him he could do what he wanted. Taking off his underwear, positioned behind you. So certain it wouldn’t fit, but you didn’t care, you wanted him to fuck you to shreds with this new growth of his. He slowly entered you, only the head, you already felt filled. You moaned against Izzy’s cock. Izzy taking you by the hair and pushing you down gently, making your body feel on fire as you heard Izzys soft erotic groans as you pleased him with your mouth and tongue. You whimper against him, holding onto his thighs as Slash pushed deeper into you. It hurt like hell but god was it hot. You felt like he was reaching all the way to your throat, you were filled to brim with Izzy that was already down your throat. After you got comfortable with his huge cock in you, he started to thrust in and out of you. Moaning hard on Izzy dick making him groan and tug at your hair.
Slash’s thrusts got faster and harder, making your whole body move and shake, the bed squeaking and skin slapping. His one hand parted from your hip and with a flick of the wrist, nails turned to claws and he scratched his side, drawing blood, dripping and staining the sharp ends with his scarlet blood. Then swiftly going to claw at your back, harder than he did with himself, your blood starting to run, his that was on his nails fused with yours in your new wounds. A strong burn erupted your senses as his blood dripped into your veins. Marking you as his, just like Izzy. Another sweeter and stronger feeling erupted as Izzy spilled into your mouth and down your throat. “Swallow baby.” He said through pants. You did just that. “ Good girl.” He praised. Soon you and Slash felt the same feeling as his thrusts got sloppy but harder and he moaned, cumming into your clenching hole and you cumming over his dick, your sweet fluids fusing as-well.
“Ours.” The word that rang in your ears.
You were Izzy’s s Sun
You were Slash’s Moon
Both weaknesses, but intertwined with their souls
A/n: idk what to write at the end so theres some horrid poetry i guess
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“His large, rough hands adorned with rings, tenderly kissing the strings.”
*this is my very first gnr/slash fic. I’m not proofreading it either it’s just something for the depraved slash girlies*
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Did not narrow down slashes age here. Anywhere from 40-current age- left up to reader
Because of your "fading talent", your dad thought it would be best to force you into guitar lessons. He told you if you took lessons seriously, that he wouldn't make you get a job. Guitar was your job.
You never resented guitar playing. It was your first love. You knew you were good at it. You could lose yourself in playing and the world would disappear. And you didn't want to disappoint your dad. You constantly felt like you weren't meeting his expectations of being some sort of renowned guitar player. But you knew nothing else and felt good at nothing else but guitar. It felt like you're only option as a career path.
Your dad worked in the music industry for over 20 years. He saw the success that could come from being a musician. He had connections and everyone knew him and he knew everyone. You remember tagging along in and out sporadically throughout growing up. It was just the two of you. You had met cool bands and musicians and other famous figure heads. While it was "cool", you also didn't care much as it had monopolized your childhood. Long nights, early flights, the rush of recording studios, backstages, waiting around on your dad in meetings. Probably sometimes being in places not meant for a kid. You became indifferent and tired.
But now you were older and the expectations of you were even more elevated. Your dad wanted more from you. You weren't sure if it was for profit or fame anymore for him. He never seemed quite satisfied and never gave any sort of clear affirmation.
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You hopped out of the blacked out suburban with your equipment. Your dad closing the door behind you. You stepped into the cold night air. A shiver ran up your exposed legs under your skirt. Although a brisk walk from the parking garage to the recording studio, you wished you had dressed a little warmer. But dressing like a rockstar wasn't for wimps! You liked to model your style after female rockstars you had met growing up but always ended up just looking like some little groupie.
The recording studio was more or less an old penthouse with a recording area built in one of the rooms. It was nice but had this eerie grungy appearance that made it seem like it could have been a trap house in the 80s. While you tried your best to fit the role, you looked like you didn't belong there. Even your dad looked cooler than you. Suddenly you started to feel insecure. As you walked down the dark hallway inside, music became louder as the smell of cigarettes did too. A hazy light shone through a cracked door at the end of the hallway. Was this a guitar lesson or a concert? Your dad pushed through the door and you followed tucked behind him timidly. Immediately old friends of your dads excitedly gave him greetings and hugs complete with hearty slaps on the backs. You stood there nervously clutching your guitar. "You guys remember my daughter, Y/N!" Your dad announced you, stepping back to reveal you hidden behind him. Your cover suddenly exposed. "Well I'll be damned! If it isn't Y/N!" They all exclaimed happily. A scruffy man with blond hair embraced you fatherly and gave you a small gentle noogie on your head. "Man look at this kid! Haven't seen you since you were what, 12! Look at you all grown up now!" He said simultaneously exchanging his eyes from you to your dad. You grinned sheepishly embarrassed at the attention in the room on you. Guns n Roses. Man they were so fucking cool. You'd met them a few times growing up when your dad worked with them off and on. This part of his job was pretty cool. It was more like family friends than the world famous rock legends. Except when you were younger, the barrier between you and them was bigger. Your dad shielding you from the crazy drunken scraps, sessions and other rockstar mischief. You'd meet and then your dad would leave you with his assistant in another office or the tour bus while he fucked around with the guys elsewhere. But now you were an adult like them! You finally got to be on the inside. In the ring with the rockstars. This made you even more intimidated. 'Am I getting lessons from rockstars?' You panicked to yourself. Suddenly completely doubting your skill at all. They can't see you play! They'll laugh for sure. There's no way.
The music playing on the speaker suddenly changed to a softer tempo, "She Rides" by Danzig started playing. The slow intro intertwined with the dark atmosphere of the studio. Dark purple velvet curtains limply hung from the ceilings, old trunks full of excess junk and costume attire, records plastered the walls, the only light in the room glowing from dim warm lamps throughout the room. It felt safe and comfortable in here, like an old theatre. Cigarette smoke danced through the warm glow of the lamps.
The feeling of eyes on you started burning the back of your head. Someone was watching you. You turned your head to the left corner of the studio. A broad shoulder man sat open legged on a old couch and became illuminated by the warm glow of the lamp. The smoke trailed from his full lips out from under his dark full curls decorating his tan face. He had remained quiet and out of frame when the greetings went on. You dad shooting the shit with the other men in the room.
It's Slash. Your heart beat a little quicker in your chest. Oh my god of course, how could I forget SLASH! You became suddenly star struck for a brief moment. He was the GOD of guitar. He's so badass and he's so talented and he's....staring..at me? Your thoughts left your head. You felt his gaze on you like you were being hunted. Like his prey? You tried to examine him back, thinking you were being inconspicuous. His luscious curls sat atop his large broad frame, shirt slightly tight across his massive chest. His legs spread open as he relaxed into the couch like a lazy king on a throne. A cigarette pursed between his soft lips as he strummed a guitar. He kept his eyes on you, strumming without even looking. His large, rough hands adorned with rings, tenderly kissing the strings.
"Your new guitar teacher!"
You snapped into reality. "What?" You responded sounding a little more eager than you wanted to but so in disbelief. " Slash was kind enough to lend his time to you. You remember him right?" Your dad said flippantly. He walked over to the couch, harshly scooting you along with him. No fucking chance. You tried to lock back in and play it cool. Slash lifted his guitar off his lap and set it aside. He leaned forward on the couch to greet you. His gaze on you now more apparent and obvious. He scanned you up and down. "Well look who's all grown up." He said in a teasing but serious manner. He half smirked at you. You weren't sure how he intended that to come across but the way it landed made your stomach flutter and your cheeks flush. "I've been told you're quite the player these days" He said, still scanning you. Was everyone else in the room so oblivious to the electricity unfurling? Or was it just you? Was his blatant hungry gaze all in your head because you wanted it to be real? Because you wanted slash to think you were pretty? Because you thought he was attractive? No. It was real. His primal gaze on your body was definitely real. How was everyone else missing this? The energy in the room? Did your dad not realize the borderline dangerous fixation that slash's eyes cast on you? You snapped back again, remembering why you were there.
What you yourself were oblivious to was the fact that his eyes had locked onto you the second you entered the room. Not recognizing the delicate girl who looked like a brand new doll getting thrown into a junkyard. She stuck out like an Angel to him. Her soft and bright features contrasted the worn out room. She looked pretty but young. How young? Who was this girl? This wasn't Y/N was it? His friends daughter he had agreed to tutor although half drunk at the time of his agreement. It couldn't be her, this girl here now was grown up and filled out. He couldn't help but pour his eyes over her entire body. Her soft and smooth legs, her thighs tucked under a little black leather skirt that hugged her hips so perfectly. A nice little ass under there too. God she was perfect. His pants grew a little tighter. He couldn't stop looking at her. She's like a timid little bunny, he thought to himself. Too timid. Too young. Need to check yourself, he snapped back into reality as she walked over to the couch. It was Y/N. Wow- She had to have been 19 or 20 by now if he remembered right. Still, what would a bright young girl like herself want with a old man like him? He steadied himself. Remember why she's here. She's not your next meal. Yet.
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It was nearly midnight at the studio. But to everyone in the music industry it might as well have been 5'o clock in the afternoon. The night just getting started to most. After and hour or two of your dad catching up with the guys and some other musicians, the penthouse became filled with people. This was one of your average studio parties it seemed. Not so much a lesson. You did wonder why the lesson was so late at night in the first place. Now it was apparent that your dad had wanted to party with the crews and the lesson was a back burner idea. You were not really a partier. In fact not at all. As the party began to rage louder and heavier, the more you stuck out like a sore thumb. You felt silly and out of place. Surrounded by drunk messy adults, heavy metal blaring through the sound system. Everyone had filtered out of the studio and you sat on the couch once occupied by Slash earlier in the night. His peppery, musky cologne lingered on the couch, it smelled so good. He smelled so good. You couldn't stop seeing the image of his face in your mind. The depraved, hungry stare he had locked onto you earlier. It simultaneously struck butterflies and fear into your body. Your dad had disappeared into the party and it honestly gave you relief that he wasn't there to hover over you, casting shadows of his disappointment in you through every undertone of every word he spoke. Technically though, that did mean you could practice without anyone's judgement.
You began unpacking your guitar on the floor, checking the strings, your picks, your sheet music. You put your headphones on and turned on none other than Guns N' Roses. Trying to drown out the heavy metal playing in the other rooms. You hummed to yourself while you fiddled with your things.
Moments later, the door opened slowly and slash entered. He was alone, holding a beer in one hand and a cigarette in the other. He immediately saw you over the corner by his favorite spot. He quietly shut the door behind him and made his way to the couch. Seeing you oblivious to his gaze, he quietly studied you from the couch. His thoughts once again snaking their way through impure desires. The way your reddened knees held you on the floor. A small glimpse of cotton panties poking out from under your skirt. Your thighs curving across your calves like a puzzle piece. He watched the way your delicate small hands tried to handle the far too oversized guitar laid across your lap. Fuck she's so cute he thought. He could hear the GNR song "Think about you" playing from your headphones. Unaware you weren't alone, you softly chirped out a few lyrics to yourself as you hummed.
"I think about youuuu, deep inside, I love you best."
He let out a breathy chuckle
"I think about youuuu, you know you're the one I want..."
He could watch you in your own world forever like this. Your sweetness enveloped the room. A breath of fresh air he had been craving for so long. It made his heart pound in his chest. He licked his lips. Studying his student. The adoration danced with a dark and perverse stream of wishes. To get closer to you. To feel your warmth and inhale your sweet scent. To touch you. Your soft and delicate skin. To have you. He had to have you. He left the couch and stood behind you. The light from one of the lamps now being shaded threw you out of your little world and you slowly turned around in confusion.
"Oh my god!" You yipped out in a fast spool of fear, embarrassment and shock. You twirled back to him on your knees. His tall dark body towered over you like a monolith. He smirked big. Looked down at you on your knees in front of him sent aches down his chest and into his abdomen. It drove him crazy. It was exactly where he wanted you if it were up to him. Your innocent eyes peering up to him. Your fear almost adding a little bit of extra sweetness to him. You looked so cute to him when you were scared. You quickly took off your headphones. "Didn't mean to scare you doll face." He chuckled maliciously. You hesitated to believe that was true.
Suddenly Slash broke the thin barrier of space that had been aching to be ripped apart between the two of you. His large strong hands wrapped around your small wrists and he yanked you on your feet. At full stature you still only met his sternum in height, still peering up at him. The warmth of his strong hands touching your skin shocked you in the best way. Deep swirls pooling inside you. His scent now strong in your presence. You were so close to him. Almost body to body. Your doe eyes glittered up at him. He let out a slight huff as his serpent stare connected with you once again. Like a hungry animal. "This perfect body. I need to ruin her pretty cunt. Fuck me..." he thought. He glanced down at your chest concealed in your tight shirt and then back to your face, know you saw him do it too. He wanted you to see. A slight curl of his lips as he did it. His big hands still wrapped around your dainty wrists. You slightly try to pull them away as to relieve him of his duty to help you up but his grasp tightens and his lips curl. "You've grown up little bunny" he broke the thick silence in his scratchy and deep voice. Giving one more soul stealing stare and he let you go before you could reply. He sat on the couch, resuming his king like pose. He took a drag from his cigarette and sucked the smoke into his nose. Staring at you as he slowly let the smoke trickle out of his lips and nose. God did he know what he was doing? Fuck he was so hot you thought. You wanted to just climb on top of him and steal the smoke right out from his mouth. "So I've been told" you sneer back. "And you're sassy now too? Tsk tsk" he clicked jokingly. "So.." you ignore his quip. "When do I get this lesson of yours?" You ask earnestly. His eyebrow raises. Was that a serious question? He thought. The innocent and curious nature of your voice. He tried to ignore his pants becoming more uncomfortably tight again. He placed a guitar over his lap and strummed to hide anything. "I have a couple things I could teach you little bunny."
You wondered if his statement was two folded or if you were just imagining things. The conversation could have easily been interpreted as normal to an unsuspecting person. So your reply you camouflage in case his intention isn't what you thought. "I want to learn so many things. I'll be the best student. I promise" you say sweetly. That drives him crazy. This girl knows what she's doing doesn't she? He thought. He thinks on a reply before saying anything. Combing his mind to think what the next move is here. Calculating.
Everything else falls away and you deem it in this moment to finally have something YOU want for a change. No more expectations. If it fails it fails but it's not like you lose anything. It's not like anyone cares, let alone this massive superstar in front of you who can have anyone he wants.
Your need for his touch makes you brave and you trace your fingers over his as he plays. He doesn't stop at this though but glances at you. "I can be a real good student, Slash." You coo to him in exactly the right tone to drive him crazy. This now stops him. Hearing his name escape your perfect lips. He needs to have you. All to himself. As soon as possible. He traces his ring decorated fingers over yours on the neck of the guitar. You hover your face at the head of it. His fingers slowly snake up the neck. He takes a final pause before connecting with your skin once again. His thumb grazes your bottom lip. Goosebumps explode across your arms. The tip of his thumb dips into your mouth, he rests it atop your tongue. "Sweet girl" he whispers gravelly. He doesn't know your slit is wet with eagerness just as you don't know his cock is throbbing with excitement. He removes his thumb slowly from your mouth and grips your jaw with his robust hand. He pulls your face forward to him. "Do you want to be a good girl for me Y/N?" His hand tightly gripping your face. You ignited something inside him. You awoke something so primitive. He set his guitar aside and you quickly took its place on his lap. Your light warm weight resting on his crotch. You felt his bulge already at full extent. It felt good against your panties. You give it a slight grind as you secure yourself on top of his lap. He lets out a low sharp groan and gently throws his head back, leaving his thick neck open for the taking. You start peppering small kisses up his neck. His warm silver scruff brushes against your lips as his jaw clenches. You meet his ear.
"I want to be your good girl Slash." You whisper in his neck. You felt him throb underneath your wet panties.
He needs to fuck you. You were like a precious gem to be scrounged after. He wanted all of you. He needed to make you his. To own you entirely.
Climbing him like a jungle gym. He pulls you back with your hair in his fist. He grips your face again tighter this time and makes you look at him.
"Are you sure you want this?" He asks.
"Please" You cry.
-
You lock the door The air seems to leave the room. Is this really happening? What's happening? Does he just want to fool around? To kiss me? To fuck me? God I need him to fuck me. Your thoughts raced at the reality before you.
Suddenly his hands snake around your waist. His warmth flush against your back. You let out a small gasp of surprise and pleasure. His large hand grips your entire neck tilting it to the side. He sprinkles gentle kisses down your neck and you let out a sigh of pleasure. "I'm going to ruin you Y/N. You know that?" He cooed. "I'm going to make that pretty cunt of yours mine." He taunted. You let out a whimper.
I want to ravish her but at the same time I feel like I could break her in half at a single touch. He thought.
Fuck it. I need to have her."
You become blind with pleasure and melt into his arms. Still gripping your neck. He walks you both backward and falls back on the couch, towing you onto his lap. Still behind you, he fists your hair in his hand and the other travels down to your thighs. You get increasingly needy for more. You grind your ass on his lap. His ringed fingers tease up your inner thigh. "You ready to be a good little bunny for me?" He affirms one more time before letting himself go feral on your body.
"Please Slash"
"Please what baby? Use your words honey"
"Please fuck me. I need you. Please." You whine.
That was all the confirmation he needed. He just wanted to hear you say it again. Hearing you beg for him pushed him over the edge. He grips your hair tightly again. Ensuring your neck is wide open. He is suddenly completely animal. He dives into your neck and collar, this time his kisses are many and messy. He bites your neck. You whimper louder this time and he moans into your neck in reply. "That's its sweet girl. Let me hear that pretty little voice of yours" he pants
His fistful of your hair, guiding your neck open. His other hand slides up your skirt and finds your panties.
"My little bunny is already wet? That's a good girl." He praises into your ear from behind. You arch your hips into his hand. Needing more.
"Needy girl, aren't you?"
His hand moves from your hair to your breast. His large hand completely covering it. He gives it a strong squeeze and then slips it underneath your shirt and bra. You gasp as you feel his rough hand hold you. He loves the way your tits feel. Grinding your ass on his lap he begins rubbing circles on your panties. Right where it feels so good.
"I've wanted to do this since the minute you walked in tonight. In your tight little skirt. It drove me crazy." He whispers with hot breath on your ear. Still working his hands simultaneously on you. He shoves his hand into your panties and starts toying with your soaked cunt.
"So wet for me huh dollface?" He grins feeling his way through your warm folds. He hikes you up higher on himself and enters a finger inside you.
"Oh fuck Slash." You moan.
"Spread those pretty legs for me doll"
"This pretty pussy is mine now, you understand?" He growls in your ear. His hands so muscular and talented, he effortlessly slides in and out of your pussy while making perfect pinches on your nipple simultaneously. The years of guitar playing shining through his fingers. He plays you. His thrusts feel so fucking good inside you. You grind down on his fingers, he holds you tight in his arms like a wild animal trying to squirm. You grind your ass back on his cock, feeling his size through his jeans. He groans. "I need to see that pretty cunt". He exits you and places you on the couch facing outward and he kneels before you. He lays you back and grabs your legs and pulls you forward to his face. He carelessly flips your skirt up and hikes it over your hips, exposing your panties underneath.
"You don't need these anymore" he says. You raise your hips as he slides your panties down and off your legs. The cool air washes over your exposed bottom.
Now bare, he spreads your legs open wide and looks at your pussy as he prepares to dine on it like a wolf with fresh meat. "Such a pretty cunt" he gives it a slap and before you can fully react to the surprise or pain, his face disappears into your legs. His warm tongue glides right into your pussy.
"Oh fuck." You moan softly. You can't think straight. You lace your fingers into his thick curls.
Heavy rock muffles in the background but all you focus in on is the sounds of his lips on yours. He eats you like a savage. He looks up at you through dark eyes and flattens his whole tongue up your pussy in one long stroke.
"You taste so good baby."
You whimper. You need more. He looks at you with hooded dark eyes. He needed more.
He stands up and unbuckles his belt. You sit up on your knees and take over. Your hands stop his own and you look up at him. "Can I do it please?" You almost beg. He takes no time to think on that and allows you to continue. Your eyes line with his tanned happy trail peeking out from under his shirt. You dip your fingers into his waistline and feel a massive warm shaft. The other hand pulling down his waistline. You free his throbbing cock. It glistens along its thick veins. The girth is incredible. You waste no time and lick the pre cum off the tip. That send him into a craze. He tips his head back and groans loudly. "Fuck baby. Be a good girl for me." He commands. You take him in your mouth -or try to. He's so big but you manage to take it all in down to the back of your throat. You gag slightly on its size. He tastes so good. You Bob your head up and down. Swiping your tongue all over in a messy fashion. He fists your hair again and starts guiding your head on his hard cock. He lets out a deep hiss and pants faster.  You look up and see the muscles in his throat clenching. He looks down at you as he continues thrusting into you. "That's a good girl. That's such a good girl" he pants in disbelief and pleasure. Sweat beads down his face. Tears well in your eyes as you choke on his size. Giving a few last hard thrusts he slips himself out of your mouth and caresses your messy spit covered face. Looking at you on your knees if front of his cock, the hungry look on your face. It makes him throb. It's almost painful. "Lay down baby" he says. You obey and lay back vertically on the couch. He removes his pants and shirt, exposing a muscular yet softly toned and tan abdomen, decorated with a large tattoo across his stomach. He then leans over and removes your shirt and bra. All that remained was the small leather skirt riding up your waist more like a sash than a skirt now. He hovers over you, his necklaces hanging from him. He opens your legs and gives his cock and few pumps before teasing your soft wet entrance. "Look how sweet you look." He smirked devilishly. "Please fuck me slash" you beg. He grits his teeth out of pleasure to hear those words come from your mouth. Hours earlier this was nothing but a perverted fantasy in his mind. But now he had you, naked underneath him. Ready for his cock. He leaned down to your face and gripped it once more. His hand on your face, he licked your breasts briefly. You try to tip your head back but he forces it forward. " Look right at me honey. Right here. Let me see that pretty face as I fuck you. Are you ready? You're so ready." He grumbles out. He smiles at you, a painful grip on your face, forcing you to look straight at him. His tip brushes the leaking wetness from your pussy all around like a paintbrush. And then slowly he slides his cock in.
You want to squint your eyes shut in pleasure, he gives your head a firm shake to remind you to look at him "I know baby I know." He growls. He himself tries to control his voice through his own searing pleasure. You whimper loudly
"Oh fuck Slash oh my god" You sharply inhale and whine out.
"That's it little bunny, let me hear your pretty voice".
He coos as he begins thrusting in and out of your wet hole. His grunts vibrate your body. His thrusts rock your body like ocean waves. He begins a faster rhythm almost If only to watch your breasts sway up and down with each thrust. His stance towering over you.
You continue letting out moans. Your moans are like honey to him. Weakening his limits with each sweet cry out.
"Oh that's a good girl taking my cock." He coos again.
"Slash I can't-" words fail you. You begin feeling a familiar tenseness overtake your body. 
"Is my pretty girl going to cum out of her pretty cunt?" He teases.
His rhythm increases. His rough skin slapping agains your soft supple skin. Sweat drips down his tanned abdomen. The power of each thrust inside of you increasing.
He feels your wet walls tightening around his cock. Looking down at you getting fucked by him- he was close too.
"Slash I'm-" you moan
"Be a good girl and cum for me doll-face. Look at me, look at me."
"That's it, you can do it" he encourages before tipping over his own edge. His grunts louder and more animal. His chains sway above you. He slaps against you. His brow furrows and his sweaty curls drape along his face as he pants like a dog in heat.
The bittersweet finale of stars bursts throughout your body. Your pussy tightens over his cock once more in ecstasy.
"Oh that's such a good girl" he grunts as he also reaches his breaking point. He releases hot white spurts inside of your quivering cunt.
A loud grunt leaves his throat. His large cock twitches inside you, finishing you off with pure pleasure. He smiles still thrusting inside you. Shoving his cum deeper inside
"That's a good girl, take it. Take it all." he whispers
The wetness leaks out of you as he pulls out. You both panting for air.
"God you're beautiful. You're perfect" He says breathlessly. He looks at his disheveled masterpiece below him. Completely braindead fucked. You blush hard. A shyness making its way back to your senses. He continues eyeing you. He softens his hand on your face, thumbing your cheek gently.
He protectively dotes on you as he helps re dress you again. Taking pride in taking care of you like this. You feel satisfied yet silly. You blush as he finishes and smooths him hand down your hair. "I own you." He whispers.
To him. The most beautiful girl was now his and his alone. He felt prideful and protective of his girl. He didn't want anyone else here to even glance at you. You were too sweet and kind for a place like this. Parts of him questioned his own morality for corrupting something so delicate. But he was too far gone.
He had unlocked the door with luckily no one having tried to find them in the past hour. In precise timing, axl drunkenly stumbled through the studio door. "Studying guiar at a time like this?" He slurred.
"Careful now girlie or you'll end up the teachers pet."
"Alright fuck off" Slash Ushered him out the door and closed it. He locked it again.
You sat embarrassed on the couch and he sat next to you.
"You are a little teachers pet aren't you?" He smirked.
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ovlxo · 3 months
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a duff fic where they get caught but dont realise or sum😭
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Caught Out - Duff McKagan x Reader x Slash
Sorry I went a little off-piste, I got carried away but I hope this is okay!
Warnings: Minors DNI, 18+, Threesome, Smut
You’d been staying with your brother, Axl, for a whole week at the Hell House. Quickly getting used to living with five guys; the mess, partying, drinking and drugs, the one thing held off limits to you had been the guys. Axl had imposed a ban on any of them so much as flirting with you and it drove you crazy, but he had to leave the house sometime whether it was to get more cigarettes or to go and record some vocals. It was these times you did your upmost to get the attention of one man you’d had your eye on…
Duff McKagan. 
You heard the back door close, indicating Axl was leaving at least for the next half an hour. You quickly stripped out of your sweats and vest and donned your tiny black bikini, grabbing your suncream and shades you headed out to the pool where Duff lay sunbathing, beer in hand. 
“Hey Duff.” You smiled casually, swiping your eyes up his body before meeting his eyes, he almost blushed as he tried to hide his own admiration of your bikini-clad figure. 
“Hey Y/N. W-would you like a beer?” He shakes his head, snapping himself out of his daze and pointing toward the ice bucket. 
“Please, it’s so hot out here.” Smiling back, you stretched out on the adjacent sun lounger. You lay on your tummy, closing your eyes, heart starting to race at thought of Duff just looking at you. 
“FUCK!.” Shock burst through your thigh as the ice-cold beer bottle met your inner thigh, Duff stood over your laughing and sneaking looks at your figure as you turned around losing your shades and cursing him. 
“Sorry, it was just too tempting.” He giggled, picking up your glasses, and handing them to you. Your fingers brushed against his as you took them back.
“Thank you, asshole!” Sticking your tongue out at him, you saw your opportunity. “Hey make yourself useful, don’t let me burn.” You smiled up sweetly, handing him the sun screen and rubbing the cold patch leftover from him. 
He took the bottle from you and you turned around, holding back your hair. Suddenly his fingers were on your skin, you felt like you could melt right there and then, as the cream was rubbed gently into your shoulders, turning into more of a massage, you felt his breath on your neck and let out an involuntary moan as his hands swiped further down your back. 
“Useful enough for you, sweetheart?” He whispered close to your ear, before gently kissing your neck.
“Mmm… definitely.” You sighed leaning back into him, he let go out of the bottle as your lips met and his hands went straight to your waist. Lying back on the lounger, you pulled him with you, tongues intertwined, hearts racing. 
His hands ran up and down your body, massaging your breasts, nipping at your neck before he pulled your legs around his waist to squeeze your ass. 
“You wanna take this inside? I don’t want us gettin’ into trouble.” He laughed lowly, pushing his speedo-clad, throbbing length into you.
“Good idea.” You giggled, biting your lip as he whisked you into his arms, continuing the deep kiss all the way to his bedroom. 
You quickly stripped each other out of your swimwear, as Duff slammed you down onto the bed, trailing kisses down your stomach, his mouth finally met your clit, devouring you, you felt yourself throbbing in sync with his tongue, your juices coated his lips as his tongue delved into your velvety hole.
‘Holy Shit, Duff!” You moaned, pushing your fingers into his hair. 
He growled in response as he delved deeper, lapping you up, sucking and teasing your clit before pushing a single, skilled finger right up to your sweet spot. 
You instantly arched your back in response, moaning his name and biting hard on your bottom lip.
“F-fuck- fuck me.” You breathed in gasps as Duff never relented. 
“Yeah, is that what you want, baby?” He stood at the foot of the bed, jerking his rock-hard member, and biting his lip as your eyes met, sliding his eyes over your body once more, before climbing onto the bed, you felt him slide right up against you.
“Please, Duff!” You moaned, squeezing his arms and sliding your hands down his body.
With one thrust he was deep inside you, instant pleasure rocked your body to the core, your eyes rolled back as he drilled right into your sweet spot. 
“Fuck baby, you’re so tight. So wet, just for me.” He whispered, biting at your neck and quickening the pace earning him moans and shivers from you as the knot in your belly started to build. 
“Faster, please… harder!” Your nails dug into his back as his hips bucked upwards to hit you deeper, his pace becoming rougher, your lips found each other as the headboard smacked against the wall.
“Oh shit…” a low voice entered the room as the door creaked. 
You both dived under the covers, wincing at the loss of the contact as Duff withdrew. Your heart racing as you recognised his voice. 
“Slash, dude… Get out!” Duff shouted, throwing an empty bottle to his feet and wiping the sweat from his brow. 
He laughed smugly, looking at you both, the smell of sex lingering in the air. “No way are you guys gonna get away with this. What do I get for not ratting you out?” He smiled at you both feigning innocence.
“I’ll get you a bottle of Jack, will you just get out?” Duff pulled the covers up further to hide you from view. 
“No, I think I should let Axl know, it’s only right.” Slash made to walk out of the room, and suddenly you pushed the covers back down. 
“Slash… maybe we could come to an arrangement.” You looked at Duff whose eyes widened at the sight of your breasts.
Slash stopped in his tracks, jaw dropping at your actions as he walked towards you. You gestured for him to join the two of you.
“Make sure you lock the door sweetie, I don’t think I could handle any more of you.” You winked at him. Quickly locking the door, his hands dropped to unzip his pants.
“You’re cool with this?” Duff whispered, stroking your thigh as Slash undressed. 
“You guys share girls all the time, now it’s my turn.” You kissed Duff’s lips, before sliding down his body, taking his cock now slick with your combined juices, between your lips, he threw his head back instantly as your hot mouth enveloped him.
Suddenly you felt Slash’s hands on your hips pulling you into an arch, you pushed your ass up to present yourself to him. He slid slowly inside your now dripping pussy. 
“Fuck-Y/N” you feel so good.” Slash moaned, bruising your hips with his calloused fingertips.
You moaned with your mouth full of Duff, the vibrations sending ripples to his balls until Duff was moaning your name and gripping your hair, making you take him deeper into your throat. 
You felt so full as the two men got into a rhythm, as Duff’s pre-cum ran down your throat, Slash hit a place deep inside you that made your eyes cross. His cock twitching as his thrusts quickened.
“Slash, harder- p-please.” You came up for air, jerking Duff’s cock before he pulled your hair back down to swallow him. 
Slash complied, pounding into you with no mercy and pushing you further down onto Duff’s cock. 
You moaned around Duff’s now twitching cock.
“Holy shit, I’m gonna cum. Are you gonna swallow, baby?” Keeping his eyes closed, Duff’s grip on your hair tightened, balls tightening against your chin.
“Cum for me, Duffy.” You whispered seductively as Slash continued to ruin you from behind. 
His seed instantly spilled on your tongue, filling your mouth with a sweet n salty silk. “That’s… my… girl…” His last few thrusts slowing as he emptied himself into your throat.
You rested your head against Duff’s thigh as Slash continued his assault, his short nails digging into your back as his cock twitched inside you.
Duff wrapped his hand around your throat, squeezing gently as he whispered in your ear.
“You dirty little whore, taking both of us like this. So fuckin’ hot.” The words burned in your belly, waves of pleasure already washing over you as your head started to spin from his asphyxiation. 
“Fuck me Y/N, I’m gonna c- uhh.” What started as a growl turned into a moan as Slash erupted inside of you, the release not slowing him down. Painting your walls with his thick, creamy load. Drawing pinpricks of blood as he dug his hands into your back at the release. You tightened around him as the pain mixed with the pleasure of him hitting the right spot for so long and the fireworks erupted in your belly. 
“Duff… Slash… OH MY GO-“ you bit down onto Duff’s collar bone as your orgasm ripped through you like a storm. Convulsing with pleasure, pain and breathlessness, Duff released your neck as your eyes rolled back, your nails digging into Duff’s abs. 
Slash withdrew gently, his cock soaked in both of your sweet juices and collapsed onto the bed, breathing heavily as Duff stroked your hair with his eyes closed, still in ecstasy from his own release. All three of you were slicked with each other’s sweat as you floated back to Earth, enjoying the aftershocks.
Suddenly the front door opened and you heard Axl coming home. The guys both looked at you with wide eyes. 
“So, I think this should stay between us.” You whispered, smiling innocently.
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weirdgenetic-fuckup · 20 days
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Long Ride
A/n: I had this idea a few days ago and just really wanted to write it for other people who might enjoy it, full disclosure I wrote part of this in a room full of people and was panicking during that so there's a part I feel is significantly lower quality than the rest lmao I hope you enjoy is nonetheless and if you have any requests let me know and I'll be happy to write for it :3
Warnings: Smut, car sex, fingering (f receiving), unprotected sex, age gap, I think that's it but if you catch anything I missed please let me know :3
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The streets of L.A. where you lived with your boyfriend, Slash, were always so lively. Every turn led to a new version of the city and it amazed you everyday. Except for today.
You stared out the window as all the streets passed you by and it wasn’t the same. You weren’t passing through all the fun party spots, you weren’t heading to some neat studio. All honesty you had no idea where Slash was taking you, all you knew was that the buildings were all boring and bland and it was driving you nuts.
Slash had the radio on low, playing some oldies songs and you enjoyed the music. It bled into the background so you could at least distract yourself with your thoughts.
Letting your mind run while you sat there with nothing much better to do was great until your mind began wandering in... other directions.
Soon your thoughts trailed away from what the rest of your day was going to look to what Slash’s fingers would feel like inside of you. You knew the answer, of course, but the idea was more than intriguing right now.
You reached for Slash’s hand. Thinking you just wanted to hold his hand he happily accepted the touch and held your hand right back, giving it a small squeeze. You smiled at his hand, long, thick fingers entangled between your own, slimmer ones. His big rings causing an uncomfortable heat to form between your legs.
You bit your lip and pulled his hand to your thigh. Slash quickly glanced at you but then kept his attention on the road. “What are you doing?” He asked in that sweet soft and raspy voice of his.
“Nothing.” You answered as you began sliding your shorts down. Slash looked at you again and gave a quick slap to your hand when he saw what you were doing.
“I have to get to a meeting, what are you doing?” You bit your lip again at his stern tone.
“Come on, it’ll be fine.” You groaned, rolling your eyes at him. “I’ll do all the work, I just need your hand.” You told him and pulled your shorts further down your thighs. Slash shook his head at you but didn’t protest any further. He took the rings off his fingers and dropped them into the cup holder so they wouldn’t get in the way for you.
Once you got your shorts off along with your underwear you took his hand and brought it to your clit, waiting for him to circle it like he normally would. Only he didn’t. His hand lay there limply in yours. You looked up at him with a pout, to which he responded by shaking his head again. “You wanted to be a big girl and do it yourself, so do it yourself.” He said with a shit eating grin that told you he knew exactly what he was doing to you.
You scoffed at him, but he was right. You said you’d do it yourself and you would do it yourself. Using his hand.
Slowly you pushed one of his fingers into you, you were already soaked so it wasn’t hard. Unlike Slash who had a very visible tent in his jeans.
Slash stuck to his words and wasn’t moving his hand at all, not even curling his fingers. Nothing. So it was up to you to roll your hips to get some friction going.
You ground against his hand, pumping just the one finger in and out of your hole until you were ready for another, the familiar stretch drawing a whine from you. Slash kept driving as if nothing was happening. You couldn’t keep your eyes off of him as you fucked yourself on his hand, loud moans ripping from your throat, mostly in an attempt to get him to do something.
While you were riding his hand you were touching yourself, trying to mimic the way Slash always does when you’re watching movies. Lazily but with a sense of urgency, teasing you then giving you exactly what you had been begging for in the most intense degree. I didn’t matter, it was the same. Even so, you were still getting close with whatever it was you were doing right.
The familiar knot built back up in your gut, your eyes crossed as it was about to burst. You had the seat pushed back, your legs were parted as far as you could get them in the seat without bothering Slash as he drove along his way.
You clenched around Slash and your back arched but before you actually hit your release he pulled his hand away, taking any pleasure you’d derived from it as well. You whined loudly and sat up, looking at Slash with a pout and teary eyes. “Why would you do that?” You asked, still playing with your clit in a desperate attempt to feel something again.
“I don’t need you making a mess in my car.” He stated bluntly. You glanced around again at all the boring buildings and landscapes as you drove past them. You whined and tried to get yourself off on your own hands, rubbing your clit, pumping your fingers in and out of your hole. You couldn’t help but cry, it wasn’t the same without him. No matter what you did, if you curled your fingers, if you went faster, it didn’t matter. That knot was no longer there, not waiting to burst.
Tears rolled down your cheeks, soft sobs left you as you desperately attempted to get yourself over the edge that just seemed to be moving further and further away.
Slash pulled into a parking lot. There were no other cars in the small space, the building attached to the lot was very obviously abandoned with broken windows and it was covered in art. You watched Slash get out of the car and come around to your side. He opened the door and stared down at you. “Get out.” He ordered.
“What? Why?” You asked, your voice weak and shaky still. Slash let out a heavy sigh before reaching over you and unbuckling your seatbelt. You quickly pulled your shorts back up but you didn’t have time to do them up as Slash pulled you out of the car. He wrapped an arm around your waist and walked with you towards the abandoned building.
You kept looking around as you went, looking for anyone around or any sign of what he was doing. Just something, anything. Slash led you to the alley between the abandoned building and whatever the other place was beside it. It was gross and stank from the industrial garbage bin shoved in there.
Slash shoved you against one of the brick walls, a place where you were mostly hidden by the garbage. He got your shorts off again then pulled himself out of his jeans.
He pushed between your thighs, using your slick as lube. “Happy now?” He asked, his voice harsh in your ear. You whined softly and nodded. Slash scoffed and shook his head. “Fucking bitch.” He mumbled as he aligned himself with you before pushing all the way in with one thrust. You let out a moan as he slid in, hitting your sweet spot as he did so. Slash’s hands gripped your hips, you were sure to find bruises later.
Slash didn’t wait for you to adjust and started thrusting in and out of you at a brutal pace. Your jaw was slack as whines and moans left you like a second language. He hit deep inside of you while his fingers went to work on your clit, rubbing aggressive circles over the sensitive nub. He bit and sucked your neck, leaving dark marks leading down to your shoulder.
That familiar knot built up in your gut and finally you felt like you could hit your release. “Fuck, Slash-Slash, ‘m gonna-gonna cum.” You managed to get out. Slash didn’t stop, he didn’t say anything. Your legs buckled and shook underneath you, the only thing keeping your standing were Slash’s arms around you. After teasing and abusing your poor hole Slash let you cum and you squirted all over the brick wall and concrete ground, soaking your shorts and beneath you as well.
Slash pulled out and slapped your ass. “Better now?” He grumbled as he did his pants up. You turned to look at him and leaned back against the wall. Your breathing was heavy, there was a thin layer of sweat coating your body. Your gaze wandered up and down the man before you.
“You-you didn’t finish.” You mumbled, looking at his crotch. Slash nodded and threw his arm over your shoulder again so he could lead you back to the car.
“I have a meeting to get to.” He said, rubbing your arm. “I’ll finish dealing with you afterwards.” He opened the passenger door for you and reached over to buckle you in, slapping your thigh as he pulled away and closed the door.
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thoughtsofatransboy · 4 months
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AXL FVCKING ROSE NSFW HC'S!!!
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(Sorry for taking so long, but now I have a lot of free time, I'll be updating this blog weekly at least)
NSFW UNDER THE CUT!!! AFAB!GN!Reader!
(English is not my first language, so it may have mistakes or even nonsense things)
° Axl's a switch, he can be a very rough dom or a very soft and whiny sub (I'm sure... Like, look at his eyes, HE HAVE WHINY SUB EYES-)
° Axl loves receiving head, he'll be SO happy if you get down on you knees for him (he'll do something for ya after, don't worry)
° NOW....LETS TALK ABOUT KINKS HEHEHEHE! I think his kinks are daddy kink, bondage or even corruption kink (it fits him perfectly, at least in my mind)
° He definitely wish to have a threesome with you, he's just afraid, but if you talk to him and both of you define boundaries, it would happen
° If you had a rough day, he would be soooo gentle to you, kisses all over your body, massaging your sensitive areas and a slow, sensual pace. He would make you feel so loved and desired, doesn't matter how you feeling about yourself, you're his partner and he loves you so much!!
Sorry if this is short, Im not so creative today <3
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purifycantyouhelpme · 5 months
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Cheer Him Up | A Slash x Fem! Reader Fanfiction
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Word count: 580
Summary: Slash was exhausted during a concert with the band so you decide to cheer him up with a blowjob, early 90s Slash era
A/N: I wrote this because I was horny lol
11:00 PM
(Y/N) was doing laundry late at night, waiting for the clothes to get washed. She was doing laundry late at night because she didn't have to worry about it tomorrow or the day after that and she was waiting for her boyfriend to come back from touring. (Y/N) was missing him, they barely spent time together since Slash joined Guns N Roses and Slash dealing with band problems like Steven leaving.
Slash walks in the house, carrying his guitar, looking exhausted and tired. (Y/N) looked happy and started to bounce up and down on her feet at the sight of Slash, but the smile turned into a frown and she stopped bouncing, once she saw how miserable he looked. Walking to the couch, he set his guitar on the floor. Slash was shirtless and had no shoes on but he had his pants on Slash sit up on the couch, legs were spread out on the couch, he was breathing softly. “Are you okay, honey?” (Y/N) sounded worried, walking to him. She put her hands on his shoulders and looked into his eyes. “I’m very… exhausted. From touring.” Slash managed to say between breaths. (Y/N) leaned in and kissed Slash on his forehead. Looking down at his crotch, she knows what she’s going to do. “Here. Let me cheer you up.” (Y/N) smiled. (Y/N) crouched down and unzipped Slash’s pants, revealing a hard member. Slash looked away from the side. He wasn’t running out of breath anymore. (Y/N) started to stroke Slash’s cock slowly, up and down with her right hand. Slash let out a soft moan. He couldn’t believe that this was happening.
“You like this?” (Y/N) asked, her voice barely above a whisper. “Y-Yes.” Slash stuttered. From the look of his face, he is enjoying this. This is making him feel better. (Y/N) decided to stop stroking to look up at her lover who was enjoying her giving him pleasure.
She smiled at him before she put her mouth on his cock, bobbing her head up and down.
Slash let out a soft moan when he felt (Y/N)’s mouth over his cock.
He titled his head back with his eyes closed, moaning. The way (Y/N)’s mouth is
feels so good to him. This is making him forget all about the bad stuff that happened at the concert today.
The room was filled with the sounds of Slash’s moans and grunts and (Y/N) sucking.
Slash looked down at (Y/N) smiling, and gently ran his fingers through (Y/N)’s hair. He’s so happy that she has her. As (Y/N) picked up the pace, Slash’s moans were getting louder. Slash could feel himself getting closer and closer to climax. “I’m so close.” Slash warned, his voice was hoarse. (Y/N) took his cock out of her mouth, making a wet pop sound and she put her hand on his cock. “Let it all out. Let all of your anger out.” She stroked his cock really fast, waiting for him to cum.
Slash grunted as he cum all over (Y/N)’s face, he panted. Cum was dripping on her face and chin. (Y/N) smiled at him. “Did that make you feel better?” (Y/N) asked quietly, feeling a little embarrassed. “It did. Thanks, honey.” He thanked her, wiping her face with some tissue. ‘No problem.” (Y/N) chuckled nervously.
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lolamarlowe65 · 1 year
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Slash x reader
“𝓜𝔂 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓷𝓮𝓻 𝓲𝓷 𝓬𝓻𝓲𝓶𝓮, 𝓶𝔂 𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓪𝓷𝓲𝓽𝔂 𝓭𝓸𝓾𝓫𝓵𝓮.”
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“She can take my soul for the record, I don’t give a shit.”
one shot x reader
disclaimers : age gap (modern day slash), smut, thigh riding, unprotected sex, overstimulation, slash’s feral internal dialogue, cursing, smoking, rough stuff, grown girls stuff <33
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y/n pov
I started to work as a staff member for Guns n’Roses a few months ago. Everything is great as fuck. The music, the job, the mood all around the band. In overall, everything is going well. My relationships with the band members were super friendly and they made me feel quickly as if I was part of the gang. But there is one thing. One person. Him. Slash. The moment I started my job here he immediately started teasing me. Nothing big. He tells me how much of a weird chick I am, he gives me smug smiles anytime he sees me as a way of saying “here comes the freak”. It has never felt as if he hates me or anything, it just amuses him to see me rolling my eyes to his puns. When I first discovered Slash, I admit that I developed a crush on him, you know the “rockstar crush”. I didn’t start to work here for that, but seeing him almost everyday was definitely a plus, well, if he didn’t drive me crazy with his provocations. It is a plus, yes, but I actually never thought of trying anything with him. I am a younger chick in whom he’d see no interest, apart from a way of having fun. I wouldn’t mind but that would be too complicated to manage with this job. Honestly, most of the time, his jokes make me laugh. I look at him with a pissed off grin and say “haha” or I stick out my tongue. It became a game between us. To the words of Duff “leave the girl alone man”. Apparently, Slash doesn’t listen to his best friend’s advice because he never stops. If we weren’t so different or if I knew him a little better I would say he’s flirting with me. “What a weird chick you are.” sounds like a love declaration coming from a man with such an attraction for creepy stuff. I do think about it as flirting sometimes. Mostly the days when I'm not in the mood for his jokes I imagine he’s flirting with me, helps me to not actually kill him. Being with a man like him wouldn’t bother me, actually, I would love it. He isn’t only hot and cool. He is interesting, passionate, peaceful but wild and genuinely beautiful. Beautiful on the inside and on the outside.
I am a person that’s pretty impulsive. When I feel frustrated, I will go for it, even if it means breaking my own promises. I try to hold myself back, but I have no desire to be perfect. I smoke, I have a high body count, anger issues, I keep doing the same shits over and over again and failing. But I also have skills that I don’t hide, I am strong minded and the way I see it : it has never really helped me with my relationships to people. Especially men. Labeling me “weird chick” is not original Saul. I’m sure most women are like me. But the world doesn’t see it I guess.
Today, I am not in the mood. We’ve got some problems with the gears, the venue isn’t ready and my hormones are working on me. Everything in me is boiling, every emotion. I can manage my emotions and impulses, hormones are not an excuse to be an asshole. But in this type of job, you have to take a lot of shit from people you don’t like so the band themselves don’t have to. Granted, they had to confront them in order to make their band what it is today but man, this isn’t easy. So, as for today, frustration will be my motto. One person pisses me off, I will send them to their grave.
As if it wasn’t enough, we’ve asked me to bring some guitar gear in Slash’s backstage room. I have purposely avoided him since the start of my shift, which is not easy when you are working for him. So far it seems to work, changing hallways last minute, not going to the crowded places and most importantly, his backstage room. From the glimpses of him I saw thorough the day I could tell you how beautiful he looked. He always does, but today it’s working on me. Which is frustrating me even more because I want to see him as much as I want to avoid him. His style didn’t change much from any other day, the sunglasses, the leather jacket, the hat and one of those shirts he has the secret of. It’s just that today is a day where my mind said fuck off to any type of morals I may try to have and I have to manage it as best as I can.
Before going into his backstage room, I made sure he wasn’t around. As I enter the room and leave his gear I can’t help but stop in front of the mirror before heading out. I contemplate my reflection, my eyes lingering over my body. The sadder part with those days is that I feel like I can’t and will never be understood or loved. This doesn’t bother me the majority of the time because it’s probably true and I have made peace with it a long time ago. My emotions are on the verge on days like those, so I let myself grief this fact. I wouldn’t say I look beautiful. I wouldn’t say I am satisfied with my life right now. Even if it is going slowly in the right direction. I let out a tear thinking of all this and whip it away quickly.
“- Looking good y/n, trying to cosplay a zombie?” Slash laughs.
Shit. Just what I fucking needed.
“- Not today Saul.” i answer, rolling my eyes.
He is standing right behind me, I can see his smug smile and I know his eyes are playful even if they are hidden behind sunglasses.
“- Wow, Saul? Did somebody give you food after midnight?” he jokes.
I turn around and look at him with defiant eyes. He needs to be teached a lesson. You don’t piss y/n off like that. Slash or not Slash. I don’t know what I am about to do, but that’s definitely going to be interesting.
“- Fuck you. Did it ever occur to you that your teasing game might piss me off?” i ask, sassily.
“- And what are you going to do about it?” he teases, again, big smile on his lips.
“- Well… I could do that.” i say in a provocative tone.
I slowly wrap my fingers around the sides of his sunglasses and remove them off his face. I let them fall on the floor. I want to stay defiant to his eyes, I want to keep holding his gaze. Being nice and clean, putting away his sunglasses nicely is not in my scenario today. There’s a look I have never seen on him before. A fire in his eyes. He holds my gaze as hard as I hold his. My breath becomes heavier as I approach my lips dangerously to his. I can feel his chest go up and down heavily. It’s working.
“- See. Pretty annoying right?” i smile.
Fuck. The swift of breath from his lips too close to my smile is actually going to drive ME crazy. What an ass. Making me feel this way. I must stay focused. He smiles back at me, hinting his approval. He understood that we entered a game and he is letting me play. Let’s see how much I can push him before I make him mad. He doesn’t say a word, waiting for my next move. I step back and close the door. I remark that Slash is studying me, looking at my body, his stare lingering over my ass and hips. At this instant, the teasing game turned into lust.
I breathe heavily, getting him to stare back into my eyes.
“- Careful where your eyes linger big boy.” i incite, biting my lower lip.
I approach him again, purposely making him take a step back in the direction of the couch behind him.
“- I could also do that.” i smirk.
I grab his crotch. His cock hardens immediately at my grip. My pussy gets wet at this simple touch. I didn’t know how much teasing and keeping a person on edge could make me feel that much desire. Or maybe it’s Slash. Probably both, this raw, pure, lustful desire. Everything in my head is torn apart and I question everything. Did he start teasing just for fun or was he trying to hold back everything I am about to unleash right now. Was it his way of making me a part of his life? And why didn’t he make me understand this obvious desire we have for each other earlier. Fuck. I need him.
I hear him groan and get even bigger in the cup of my hand. I push him on the couch. A big guy like him wouldn’t flinch from a light push from me. I’m not weak but I did not push him very strongly. He let himself be pushed, waiting for my next move. His legs are spread and I take a seat on one of his thighs.
“- I don’t know what you want from me Saul, but I will take what I want. Is that okay?” i ask languorously.
He doesn’t talk, he just bops his head with an audacious smile, answering affirmatively to my question.
“- Good.” i chuckle.
I dispose my lips on his neck. Biting slightly making sure to leave all the spots my lips went to stay wet with my taste. I start kissing his face, all the spots I can, expect his lips, leaving him on edge, teasing him. As I do just that, I start rubbing my clothed cunt against his thigh. I feel him gasp, both for the frustration on his lips and in his pants. I leave a mark in his neck, right under his ear only for me to go above and nip alternatively on both his ears.
“- Mmmh… Fuck.” i curse in between moans.
I rub against his thigh ruthlessly, my thrusts are short but harsh and my pleasure grows more and more. My back arch and I end up using my hands to support myself on his shoulders. I throw my head back and I hear Slash groan. A frustrated groan, making me even more thrilled. Knowing that at this right moment I own him just for my only pleasure makes me even more horny. His thigh is so comfortable, imagining how his pretty cock must be almost brings me to my release.
It’s getting harder for me to hold on. I don’t want him to touch me, I want to keep him on his limit so I take it upon myself and rub as good as I can on his leg.
“- Saul! Fuck that’s good!” i cry.
I pant heavily and I feel my jeans getting soaked with my cum. My legs shake and squeeze around Saul’s leg and my cheeks are all blushed with my effort.
I won.
Slash looks like he is about to explode. Good for him. He looks mesmerized and embittered. That’s what you get for being a little bitch like that. A wild mess lost in his thought. What a magnificent view.
I kiss his lips very quickly and lightly before smiling while putting myself together. Even if this kiss was quick, I had never felt such soft comfortable lips.
“- See. That’s what you get for teasing me.” i playfully say, getting off him.
Saul stays still on the couch, his eyes on fire and I walk toward the door, happy to have pushed his limit, ready to resist his game.
Slash pov
What a fucking bitch. A beautiful mess, out of breath and still taking away mine. She is lighting herself a cigarette. Like she is gonna get away with this. I can’t hold on anymore, I have to make her mine. I have to have her all for me, I have to fuck her and make her come again but this time around my cock. I have to make her my girl.
Truth is, ever since she started working here she drives me crazy. She is one of those women that don’t give a shit. She has no mind about being perfect, she’s completely detached from reality, she does her things and she doesn’t take shit. She’s a weird chick some might say, but I absolutely adore creepy shits. Her wilderness and emotions are always so honest. I have held back for the past few months because she’s much younger than me. I’ve never felt as if I was worth dating a chick like her and I was sure she would say no. I’d rather tease her and at least have some kind of interactions with her than avoid her all the time.
Before she could open the door I push her against the wall. Her eyes look like a lost puppy. I take the cigarette out of her mouth and throw it in the ashtray on the table. She had all the time she needed to get away, but she stayed here. Back against the wall still high on her orgasm. Watching her pleasuring herself on my thigh was both a torture and delight. I wanted to touch her and make her come with my hands. She refused and left me on edge. The only thought in my head was among the lines of “What a bitch, I want her.” I come back to her and put one of my hands on her waist pushing her more against the wall and the other in her neck, my fingers playing with her jawline. I breathe close to her mouth for a few seconds, teasing her as she did. She seems to take frustration way harder than me because she looks pissed and starved, and this makes me even more out of my mind. I take her lips hungrily, I kiss her, starving for her tongue. Fuck, I shouldn’t be so crazy about her but here she is, moaning in my mouth begging for my tongue to play with hers. Such soft lips. So tender and matching mine perfectly.
“- You shouldn’t have done that y/n. I will not let you get away, so if you wanna go, go now.” i say to her, drunk on her scent.
She moans as I take the back of her thighs and wrap her legs around me. Still against the wall, I wait for her answer while kissing her collarbone.
“- Hmmm… do it.” she almost whispers.
“- Do what?” i tease.
“- For Christ’s sake! Do it! Fuck me fuckhead!” she laments.
“- Your desires are orders madam.” i answer her playfully, smiling in the crook of her neck.
I go back to her mouth, mixing my tongue with hers while I tease her thighs with my hands. I can feel her wet cunt on my lower stomach and her laments desperate to deal with this ache. To hell with it. She deserves it. I rip her thin shirt away to expose her tits to me. She will take my shirt. Fuck it. She doesn’t wear a bra and I can access her perfect tits immediately. I lick and bite them mercilessly, teasing her more and more. I can’t wait to enter her but I just want to hear her beg for me.
“- Saul… mmhm… stop.. mmh… fucking around… mmhm… and fuck me already!” she pants, out of breath.
“- I fucking love the way you curse all the time.” i tell her, biting the skin around her nipple.
I remove her pants and underwear. What a pretty sight. What a pretty cunt. I could make this my meal for the rest of my life. I’d never starve. I put her back against the wall. I want to show her how bad I’ve wanted her for the last months. I want to show her what I wanted to do to her every time she’d pass over me in a hallway. How hungry, how bad I have been craving her. I unbuckle my pants and let my dick free. Her eyes got bigger and she opened her mouth to the view of my hard cock. She looks at it like she got to have a taste of her favorite meal and it drives me crazy. I give her no time to comment before I push her head against the wall kissing her lips as I bury myself deep inside of her. She’s so fucking wet. Fucking hell. I know I’m stretching her out. I can feel it. I love it.
“- SAUL!” she gasps, gripping my back. “It’s so fucking big!”
“- Shh.. I know you can take it. Scream if you need to baby, I don’t give a shit if we hear us.” i answer, moving in and out of her.
I pound into her fast and hard, making her moan each time I shove myself deep into her. She’s so damn hot. She feels so good. That’s it. I’m taking her with me. Her face becomes a mess as she cannot seem to catch her breath correctly. Between kisses, her mouth stays wide open, sometimes, she bites her lips, letting out small whimpers. I love it rough and she’ll love it too. I can tell she already does.
“- Saul… aahh.. that’s fucking good aaahh don’t stop.” she screams.
See? Told you. I give her one last hard pound and lift her up grabbing the back of her thighs. I’m still inside her, my cock hitting her deep every step I take. Her little whines are a melody I am more than happy to work on. She tries her best to hold onto me and makes my hat fall as she moves her arms around my neck. Whatever man, I have been wearing this hat since ages, her, it’s the first time. As I throw her on the couch my dick slips out of her, leaving me without her. What kind of fucking witch is she? Seconds out of her and my cock already misses her cunt.
“- Turn around.” i command, removing my shirt.
She smiles defiantly and executes herself. I waste no time and shove my dick back into her as I push as deep as I can. I keep her head buried in the couch as I mercilessly pound into her. I hear her whimper in pleasure. My mouth next to her ear, laughing, biting it slightly.
“- This is what you fucking get when you’re being a bitch.” i whisper in her ear.
I continue my rough pounding leaving trails of kisses all along her back. I know I’m about to come, how can I not when I’m banging her? Trust me though, I’m far from being finished with her.
“- AAH SAUL! I’M COMING! PLEASE! COME IN ME! FUCKING DO!” i hear her scream, muffled on the couch.
Just what I fucking needed. Hell yeah I will my love.
Not long after I come into her pussy still pounding as I feel her legs shake and her cunt getting tighter. She fucking came all over my cock. Just like I said I wanted her to. I grab her by the hair and bring her to my chest. She turns her head to me. She’s a mess with her hair all over her face, sticking with her sweat. Out of breath and panting for air. So beautiful. So fucking beautiful, as usual. I give her a wet sloppy kiss, removing the hair out of her face.
“- Good girl.” i tease into her ear.
I put her back on my side and lift her up again to sit her on the table. I still need her. I’m hard again like a fucking horny teenager. She makes me into this sex depraved slave succubuses love so much. She can take my soul for the record, I don’t give a shit. She can be the devil, a witch or an alien. To me, she's first and for all the woman I want, the one I desire and I want to be with. Bitch, witch, baby. Something like that. And in her eyes, I’m probably just the fucking dumbass who dared touching her. That’s okay. I’m cool with it. If she always looks at me the way she does now, I’m cool with it.
Sucking on her tits, I shove myself into her again, immediately pounding her hard. Her legs shake uncontrollably so I lock them up around my waist. She lies down on the table playing with her tits, moaning and biting her lips.
“- Oh my god that’s so good. Aaahh… Continue.” she cries.
Putting my hand around her neck I bring her back to my chest. Her back arches frantically at every movement I do inside her. So that’s why she was lying down. I slow down and move little by little inside of her to see how she moves her ass and back around on the table.
“- FUCKING STOP THE TEASING ASSHOLE… AAAH” she whimpers.
She puts her arms behind my neck and lets her nails sink into my back. With her head buried in the crook of my neck I laugh and go back to my hard pace. Hearing her little cries makes me the happiest man on earth. I hold her with one hand on her back and the other in the back of her head. At this instant, it’s like she is all mine. Like she could break if I let her go.
“- There babygirl, take it all, like the good slut you are. I know you love it, don't hold back.” i kiss her forehead before leaving her head to fall back in my neck.
“- AAH FUCK YES THAT’S GOOD! I’M SO FF-UUL IT’S SO B-BIG!” she whimpers.
Her fucking voice drives me crazy. She bites and teases my neck violently as a way to show me she is still holding on. I’m sure my back is all scratched and marked by now, but i’ll let her take everything off of me if it means I can get to fuck her brains out like right now. I groan, knowing I'm almost there, when I feel her legs squeeze around my waist and her back arch I know she’s also about to come again. I embrace her tightly as I screw her as fast and deep as I can.
“- AH…MHH… HAA… HM… SAUL… YES! YES! YES!” she comes screaming my name.
I come in her again. She stays like that for a few minutes. Panting, all naked into my arms. I hear her broken voice laugh slightly.
“- So that was it… all this teasing.” she laughs again.
“- You have no idea how much I wanted to fuck your brains out, teasing me back like that was not a good idea.” i answer.
“- Oh it definitely was a good idea. And I’ll do it again.”
“- No need to. I’m not letting you go. You’re mine now.”
She moves around to be able to look at me in the eyes. Her arms still wrapped around my neck and her cheeks still all flustered.
“- I am?” she smirks.
This smirk could make me fuck her again right now. Yes she is. I have been tortured by her presence for the past few months, now that she’s here I'm not letting her go. I move around to get a cloth to clean her up with. When I go back to her I catch her shy smile as she turns her head on the side.
“- Okay.” she almost whispers, smiling slightly.
I can’t resist taking her chin to turn her head to me to kiss her deeply. There was a chance it was a pure unique act of lust for her. A chance she’d left and say “never again”. A chance I’d taste her pussy only once with my cock, trying to forget how much I want to eat her out. A chance she’d realize I was older than her and she’d get away from me. Looking at the clock on the wall I realize it’s time for the show. What a great fucking day. Fucking the chick I’ve been thinking off non stop since months, playing on stage and then get back to fucking her. The two things I love the most. After the show, I’ll steal her away and get her back with me. What the fuck is the manager gonna tell me anyway? They don’t need her as much as I do.
“- Show’s gonna start baby. Let’s get the job done.” i wink, my hands resting on her waist.
I take my shirt and put it on her. God she looks so hot in my shirt. She should only wear that. She gives me a doubtful stare.
“- It’s okay, I’m hot anyway.” i smile.
Her gaze is playful as she goes down on her knees. She licks her lips and grabs my penis in her hand. She kisses slowly the tip of my cock. I take a deep breath and her smile goes feeble.
“- See you later big boy.” she brightens up again.
Bitch.
There she puts it back in my pants to only leave me my belt to put back on. Bitch. She’s lucky I can hide my bulge behind my guitar, she’s lucky we don’t have time. On the floor, I see her grab her thong that she slides into my pocket.
“- Eye for an eye.” she teases.
This isn’t fair. I give her my shirt, she gives me a piece of art. Putting her pants back on, I light her cigarette again and put it in her mouth.
“- Always finish what you started.” i say, getting her hair out of her face.
“- Whatever.” she rolls her eyes. “Go do your job.” she stops. “Play as good as you always do.” she smiles, cupping my face in her hands.
“- Coldness with a tinge of consideration, exactly what I love.” i kiss her neck, before letting her slip away to get out.
I hear her laugh evaporate as she disappears in the hallway. I know she’s playing around, she stays composed like her legs weren’t still shaking seconds from now. How fucking cool she is.
The show went great. When I get back backstage I see her there, cheering the end of this awesome show. She put on a leather jacket. After the show, we generally answer interviews and talk with some fans to end up having a little party all together. Not as wild as in my 20s, but still not very well-behaved. Tonight, I don’t give a shit, I have other businesses to attend. I greet the guys and let them know I’m going.
“- Where you going man, something to do?” Duff asks me.
I arrive in front of y/n and lift her up over my shoulder. She gasps and laughs.
“- Yeah man, something urgent! Might take me a long time, might kill me. Just in case, y’all can start looking for a new lead!”
“- Dumbass.” i hear her answer, which makes me laugh.
I fucking love her bitchy tone.
I admit. She won.
y/n pov
Here I am, being carried around like a sack of potatoes by the man I thought I could never have. I had the best sex of my life and something tells me I’m about to get it again. If I knew, I would have teased him back a long time ago. He said I was his.
In truth, he’s mine.
iii];)’ .・• ✰ ⋆
“Face of an angel with the love of a witch”.
A/N : i wrote that when i was horny as hell, clearly came from my delusions, i love the idea of slash having this feral internal dialogue because he just wants you so bad! enjoy loves <33 (slash if you read this i’m ready for your love ;))
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Look at my boyfriend guys, he’s so beautiful.
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gremlintheslut · 6 months
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Kinktober masterlist
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Masterlist ( 1 2 3 4 5 )
Day 1 knife & blood play
James hetfield
Day 2 forced feminization & jealousy
Axl rose
Day 3 sextape and honeymoon
Nikki sixx
Day 4 hate sex and power switch
Axl rose
Day 5 piss kink & mommy kink
Steven Adler
Day 6 oral fixation and innocence
Vince neil
Day 7 aphrodisiac & overstimulation
Tommy lee
Day 8 public & sex toys
Izzy Stradlin
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ginsengkitten · 16 days
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Do not enter if you are under 18!
This is the dirty one! So ...
NSFW!
18+ dirty
All the way around for the best part. You'll see ...
Warning- Sexual Language & Themes, Drug References, Mature Language, Wild
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he-goes-down · 3 months
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MASTERLIST 🫶
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REQUESTS: OPEN
Very slow request finishing as school is starting up and tests are hectic
might take ages cus i procrastinate
English aint my first language
I go by what im feeling that day for writing requests sorry.
I ALSO NEVER EDIT FOR SHIT
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Fics:
There Was A Time - GNR
Something Stupid - GNR-shortstory
Estranged - GNR - fantasy -an idea
Shit posts:
Guns ‘n Poese - GNR - might be made in like 2 years time
Gnr mermaids - guide on how to do it - on hiatus for about maybe 2 years max
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Requests:
Over 40 😥requests in the making (some not shown here cus im lazy)
Chosen by spin the wheel
Smut
Angst
Fluff
Although I mostly do smuts as they’re easier to write
Will:
- male reader cus im one too
- threesomes, foresomes, whole ass country (jokes)
- harder things like bondage ect
Wont:
- dont do ships just cus they aren’t my thing
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Axl Rose:
Human Nature
Speedin’ Back To My Baby
Please - in drafts
Big Man With A Gun - in drafts
Wichita Lineman - in drafts
Thriller - in drafts
My Kinda Lover - in drafts
Burning Heart - in drafts
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Slash:
Love Lies
Cant Fight This Feeling - in drafts
Underwear -in drafts
Give me Love - in drafts
Gimmie More - in drafts
Highway Tune - in drafts
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Duff Mckagan:
Turbo Lover
Break On Through
Tenderness
Need you tonight - in drafts
Within you - in drafts
Sunspots - in drafts
Black Velvet - in drafts
Water - in drafts
Slither - in drafts
S&M - in drafts
Cum On Feel The Noize - in drafts
Crazy in Love - in drafts
For Crying Out Loud - in drafts
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Izzy Stradlin:
Photograph
Too funky
Run to you - in drafts
Come On Now Inside - in drafts
Big Love - in drafts
Hot For Teacher - in drafts
Girls on film - in drafts
Hard to get away I’m sorry/ get away - makes me wanna die inside from sadness so might take time
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Steven Adler:
End Of The Night
Addicted To Love
Obsession
Excitable - in drafts
Out Of Touch - in drafts
Bad Medicine - in drafts
(I Just) Died In Your Arms- in drafts
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Multiple:
DuffxrxIzzy:
Wild Child
Pretty Tied Up (wild child pt2) -in drafts
My Best Friend’s Girl - (Turbo Lover pt2) in drafts
DuffxrxSlash:
Our Last Summer
IzzyxrxSteven:
Sweet Surrender - in drafts
Allxr:
In The Still Of The Night - stumped
Do You Wanna Touch Me (Oh Yeah) - in drafts
Fantasy:
V! - vampire W! - werewolf
Blood That Moves The Body -V!IzzyxrxW!Slash
Lullaby - V!Izzy
The Walk - V!Axl
-in drafts
Lovesong -V!Steven
-in drafts
Crossover:
IzzyxrxJulianCasablancas:
Reptile
IzzyxrxDaveMustaine:
Rock You Like A Hurricane - in drafts
Others:
Warren DeMartini - Dancing On Glass
Julian Casablancas - Relax - tryna get thru the gnr ones
Jon Bon Jovi x r x Tom Keifer - Shake Me - in drafts
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