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[vaginalsauce]

Heyyy, how to find the blurb you make? Ive been looking for it and cant find it for my slutty ass, thanks, love ya <3 OMG THE THING IS BEING DUMB AF SRRY IF IM SPAMMING

I literlaly dont understand this question i am so high. Like, what type blurbs do i make or my master list?

[vaginalsauce]

Ur name always makes me giggle

Me too tbh

[vaginalsauce]

I need an Axl smut so bad, idc how many times you've written him pleaseeeee 💋

Jus posted another lil blurb

[vaginalsauce]

Smokey kisses

Warnings

Unprotected p in v, praise, established relationship, pet names, rlly soft and pretty Axl, stoned sex, smoking, fingering

A/N

He's just so pretty

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Axl let his head fall back against the back of the couch, smoke pushing out his parted lips up into the air. You watched his throat and jawline closely as he exhaled. He reached over to hand you the burning joint, and you hummed as you took it between your own fingers.

His head turned lazily to watch as you took a hit, admiring you in the same way you had been to him. His eyes wandering over your face with such love, his gaze so soft and careful as he watched you. "You're very pretty."

You almost choked at his forwardness, but only gave the joint back to him, starting to exhale.

He shook his head when you offered, propping his chin up on his knuckles shortly after. "Again. But hold it." He smiled sweetly, and you furrowed your eyebrows in confusion. You did exactly as he said, a bit caught off guard when he leaned closer to you, cold fingers coming to rest on your cheek. "Okay, now breathe out."

You did, and his lips just barely touched yours, inhaling the smoke that came out of your mouth until there was no more. Without exhaling the smoke that you blew into his own throat, he pressed his lips to yours, melting into the kiss with ease. You felt the faint smoke that exited his nostrils against your face. You whimpered a bit into his kiss, and he pulled away slowly.

"What was that?" You questioned, your fingers beginning to shake slightly with the jelly feeling forming in your joints.

He only gave you a heart-warming grin, taking the joint from you and taking another long drag. You watched as he exhaled and put out the butt of the joint, twisting it onto the ashtray on the coffee table. He put the remaining bit into a tin, and put the lid back on before just looking back to you.

You still had your lips parted, panting a bit from just trying to get your heart rate back under control. He was so perfect that it drove you crazy, the smallest things from him could fluster you easily.

"Axl?" You muttered, and he giggled, leaning back into your face, lips molding with yours once again. This time, you brought your arms up around his neck, attempting to bring him closer to you. He obliged, gently rocking you back so you were laying on the couch.

One of his hands wrapped around the back of your head, acting as a gentle cradle for your head as he kissed you passionateely. His other hand landed against the cushion of the couch, hand gripping the fabric next to your head so he could hold himself up and still be able to lightly grind his body against yours.

You whimpered, tugging a bit on his soft black hair.

"Shit, you taste so good." You heard axl groan as he pulled away only for a moment to look into your eyes.

You tried to lean back up to kiss him, needing to feel his tongue on yours. He smirked, letting his free hand rest against your stomach, rough fingers trailing underneath your oversized shirt, and just traveling your skin.

"Sweet girl. So good to me." He happily kissed you again, and you gave your hips a gentle buck as he trailed his fingertips along the waistband of the underwear you were wearing.

You let out a gasp against his lips as he pulled the elastic back, letting it snap against your skin. You brought your hand down, grabbing his wrist and pushing his hand down towards your clothed core. "Touch me, please." You begged, rotating your hips against his still fingers.

"So needy, you poor baby." Axl trailed his hand around the forming wetness on your underwear, and you whined. He moved his lips from your mouth to your jaw, his pretty lips working in open-mouth kisses, all the way down to the neck of the t-shirt you had on. When he reached that border, he moved back up, sucking gently on your skin.

His fingers finally slipped under your underwear, making their way to your clit and rubbing in slow circles, which, of course, only felt so much slower than they actually were. You rolled your hips against his hand, and his middle finger slid lower until it was pressing against your soaked entrance, slipping in with ease.

You let out a shaky breath, reveling in the feeling of his mouth on your neck and his finger in your cunt, moving in and out agonizingly slow.

"Feel good? You're whimpering like a bitch." He questioned with his typical saccharine tone, despite the harshness of his words. He lifted his head up. His nose brushed against your ear and you shivered. Even if he acted confident, he couldn't hide the fact he was burning up and trembling a little. He needed to feel you, too.

"Yes, f-feels so good, Axl, fuck. Keep going, please." You practically whined, voice all breathy as he slid another long finger into you, curling in just the right spots. He pressed kisses right below your ear, whispering sweet condescending praises as his fingers increased in speed. Not much, but enough to have you keening, bucking against his hand.

He kept his movements, even when your hand grabbed at his wrists, nails digging into his skin as you mewled softly. Your eyes closed in pleasure as you felt the knot twisting in your stomach, and Axl smiled into your neck when he started to feel you tighten around his fingers. He just thought you were so incredibly precious, he wanted to have you like this all the time. All pretty and whiny for him. It made his insides flutter.

He was so zoned out and distracted by how pretty you sounded that he didn't realize you were trying to pull away, your orgasm overstimulating you easily. You squirmed under him, and he gently pulled his fingers out of you, leaving you whimpering.

He brought his fingers up to your mouth, resting them on your lips. You opened your mouth for him, sucking your own juices off of his fingers while making eye contact with him. He let out a shaky exhale at the sight, shivering as you swirled your tongue around the tips of his fingers.

You brought your hands to his shirt, in a desperate attempt to pull it over his head. He assisted you, tossing his shirt onto the floor, but was fast to pull yours off too.

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[vaginalsauce]

Oh my gosh you guys are so amazing. I promise I'll get back around to writing when school shit chills down, n I'll actually fulfill requests LMAO

[vaginalsauce]

Justified

Warnings

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

A/n

Holy shit what did I just write

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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[vaginalsauce]

Sitting in the bath n there is nothing I would like more than to spin down the drain like water

[vaginalsauce]

My little girl

Warnings

Smut, unprotected p in v, praise, pet names, degradation If you squint, light hair pulling

A/N

I suck at fulfilling requests ngl. I promise I'm working on them I just procrastinate </3 it's just a lil blurb

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With a large hand fisted in your hair, you were pulled chest to chest with the redheaded singer. His lips found yours, and you struggled to kiss back as he gave small thrusts up into you.

You felt impossibly full, full of him, full of love, full of lust, too many things to count.

Your legs had long since given out, and you were fully relying on him to get himself to the release he needed so badly. He'd whine, talking about how much he needed you, but he'd take his time with you, drawing orgasm after orgasm from your body until you were nothing but a puddle of the love you held for him.

"My baby can't even move anymore, can she?" Axl spoke, his voice deep and velvety, eliciting a hum of acknowledgement out of your throat. "So fucked out, just f'me. Only I get to see you like this, huh?"

You couldn't bring yourself to respond, you just needed more. Slowly, with shaky hips, you began to move on top of him again, hands reaching back as you sat up. You rested your weight on your arms, fingernails digging into his thighs.

"Ohh, gonna show me what this pretty little pussy can do for me? Y'already so tight around me, my god." He groaned out, hands resting on your quivering thighs as you rode him. The look on your face was just purely beautiful to him, he loved watching you work yourself up and down his cock, and the faces you made as you used him exactly how you wanted to get the pleasure you craved.

"My little girl, so pretty, baby. Can you make me cum? Think you can do that?"

You struggled to nod in response to his question, but he understood what you were trying to say. Deciding to help you out, he brought his thumb up to your clit, rubbing slow circles around the swollen bud, occasionally slipping his thumb down through your wet folds just to feel how your pussy stretched out around his cock.

Your head fell back once more, your body convulsing as you came once again. Falling forward, you rested on his chest, and he only hummed. His fingers drew shapes on your back, tracing the letters "A, X, L" on the skin.

With slowing pants, you shakily lifted your head to look at him, face tingly and pale as the aftershocks of your orgasm faded.

Axl only smiled down at you.

"You. . . You didn't--" You were cut off by Axl's mouth crashing back against yours for a few more moments.

"It's okay, baby. Don't worry."

You whined and pushed your face into his chest, slowly beginning to swivel your hips again before pulling yourself off of him. He caught your cheeks in his hand before you could sink all the way to face his dick. "You don't have to, sweetheart. It's okay."

You shook your head, tugging away from his hold before you wrapped your hand around his cock.

You yelped when a firm hand grabbed the back of your head, fingers knotted in your hair as you were pulled back up right next to Axl.

"Did I tell you to do that? Huh, little girl?" Axl spat, gripping the back of your thigh and pulling it over his torso, pulling you back onto his dick. He shakily exhaled holding your hips firmly against his as you squirmed in overstimulation and slight pain from how bruised your insides felt.

Axl tugged you back down to his chest, then placing a sweet kiss to the top of your head.

"Sleep, sugar. I like having my cock all warm inside of you like this."

[vaginalsauce]

The prettiest

Warnings;

Smut blurb, p in v, no plot, praise, pet names, cursing, overstimulation, sub space?

A/N

Wrote this for pookie bc she's pookie and so is axl

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"T'much, hurts, please--!" You mindlessly begged. Your nails were dug into his shoulders as you struggled to move on top of Axl, legs and hips shaking violently as he thrusted up into you from below.

His hands gripped tightly onto your waist, holding you in place as he practically fucked you like a ragdoll.

"You can take it, I know you can baby. . . Feel s'good around me. Just a little more."

See, the problem that lied there was you weren't sure you could take anymore without passing out. You were so deliciously sore, so full, so fucked out as you clung to him for dear life.

You buried your face into his shoulder, mouth hanging open as your loud moans sizzled into low whimpers and gasps, losing the energy to exclaim as you did four orgasms ago. But you didn't want him to stop, you were enjoying it too much.

"Whas' wrong, honey? Can't think anymore, huh?" Axl moved a firm hand onto the back of your neck, holding you against him as he slowly neared his release. "Can't even speak, poor girl." His voice was so sweet, so collected, as if he wasn't fucking your brains out. Like he hadn't been fucking your brains out for hours now.

You could feel his jaw clench against the side of your head, a sign he was close to his orgasm. You finally began to rock your hips, just the tiniest bit, in an attempt to get him closer, but he only laughed at your pitiful movements.

He moved you so you were on your back, your thighs pushed up against his chest, your ankles dangling off his shoulders as he fucked you with such force you swore you saw stars. His arms wrapped around your knees, holding you against him as his hips worked into you relentlessly.

With no comment or warning, he stilled inside of you. You let out a shrill cry, back arching as you pounded against the bed with clenched fists. It was too much, but it was too good.

Axl grabbed both of your wrists, pinning them down to the bed beside your hips as he gave small, shallow thrusts to fuck you through your orgasm, and his own.

He let out small open-mouthed pants as he looked down at your fucked out face, smiling sweetly down at you.

"Ohh, my sweet little whore. So pretty when you're all fucked dumb for me." He pulled out of you, pulling your limp, half unconscious body up towards the pillows, resting your head against them gently.

"You ready for another round?" He hummed, and you only mumbled in horror, eyes glistening in horror as he let out a strong, deep laugh. "I'm just joking, sweetheart. You did so well for me, I'm proud of you."

[vaginalsauce]

Are more bands gonna start suing each other because it seems like the norm now

Why you asking me like I know

Sorry that was mean idk

[vaginalsauce]

TOM AND SEBASTIAN

[vaginalsauce]

NO ONE SAW THAT POST IT WAS AJ ACCIDENT SHUT UP

[vaginalsauce]

Short lived

Warnings

Unprotected p in v, oral fem and male receiving, spanking, drooling, pet names, mentions of cigarettes, mentions of alcohol and drinking, hair pulling, jealous slash, cum eating, flirty Izzy, degradation, dirty talk, slapping, really fucking rough, slight cnc?, Biting, choking, dacryphilia, lil bit of fluffy angst at the end idk

A/N

I kinda got carried away I am so sorry 🪨💨

Word count

2.5k

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Walking from the kitchen with armfuls of beers, you set all of them down on the coffee table with a huff. You plopped right down in-between Izzy and Slash, craning your head back, bored of Steven and Duff messing around with cameras, and Axl yelling about pointless things that weren't relevant to anything.

You couldn't help but turn your head as Izzy moved to pull out a cigarette from the pack on the table. He placed it between his lips, and was quick to light it. He took a long drag before turning to meet your eyes, letting out a chuckle.

This caused Slash to turn his head towards the two of you, eyeing Izzy carefully.

"You want one, or are you just gonna keep staring, honey?" It caught you off guard but you only shrugged. Izzy pulled the cigarette from his pretty lips, placing it between yours gently.

Before you could even inhale, Slash wrapped his arm around your shoulders and took the cigarette from your mouth, putting it out on his own jeans. He stood, and without a word, left the room, slamming the door to Axl's bedroom.

It was no secret that you and Slash had feelings for each other, especially with Axl's big mouth around. But ever since you and Izzy had been getting closer, becoming better friends, Slash had become more distant, pissier towards you.

You sighed, letting your head fall into your hand as you began to rub your temples.

"What's his deal?" Izzy questioned, eyebrows raised in a bit of surprise. You shook your head.

"I don't have a clue. I'm gonna go talk to him." You stood, stepping over the empty beer bottles that were scattered across the floor.

As you reached Axl's bedroom, you gently knocked on the door, listening closely for any signs of his presence. "Slash? Can I come in?"

No response.

You knocked again, but there was still no response. Turning the doorknob, you gently pushed the door open, greeted by the sight of Slash getting off the bed and walking over to you. He pulled you into the room and closed the door harshly, his body pressing yours against the door.

"Slash?" You questioned, your breathing quickening as his hand ghosted down your arm to the lock on the door, flipping it and jiggling the door handle to make sure it was locked.

His face was so close to yours, you could smell the smokey breath that fanned over your face. His eyebrows furrowed. "Why do you have to do that?" He questioned, but it sounded more like a demand.

"do what?" You whispered, scared to raise your voice. His hand came to rest on your neck, giving a small squeeze.

"Fucking flirt with every guy that looks at you. You know what the fuck you're doing." He spat, before spinning the two of you around and pushing you roughly into the bed behind you. "I'm gonna fuck you so hard that you forget Izzy ever existed."

You couldn't find your voice, letting out a small whine as you pushed yourself back, making room for Slash to crawl onto the bed with you, but he only stood at the edge of the bed.

"Tell me if you don't want this now, because I'm not gonna stop once I start."

You nodded quickly in response to his words, and he landed a firm slap across your cheek. "Use your words, whore."

You turned your head to look back up at him, bringing your own hand up to the forming red mark on your face, feeling the warmth radiating off of it. Your eyes were watering, but you couldn't deny the pulsing ache between your legs. "Please, Slash, I want it."

"Such a dirty fuckin' slut." Slash huffed, his hands coming down to unbutton his jeans. He slid them down his muscular thighs, already starting to palm himself through his boxers. "Gonna suck my cock? Show me how much you want it?"

You crawled closer, and slash gripped the back of your head by your hair, pulling your mouth directly onto his clothed bulge. You let your lips glide over the print, looking up at him, a single tear falling down your cheek from the pain he was inflicting on you, but you couldn't even mind.

"Fuck, you're a little minx." He used his free hand to tug his boxers down, discarding them with his pants. His hardening cock was right in your face, and you brought your hand up to pump him gently.

He grabbed his dick and rubbed it against your lips, and you opened your mouth. He was quick to shove your head down onto his cock, already fucking your face at a rapid speed. You gagged around him, drool spilling from the corners of your mouth as you tried your hardest to breathe.

You watched as he threw his head back, and you brought your hand down to your clothed heat, rubbing yourself through your pants.

His hips were relentless, pistoning hard into your throat. You knew it was gonna be sore for a few days.

You were a bit worried about the rest of the guys in the living room, but their cheers and laughing and indistinct yelling just told you they weren't paying any mind to your missing presence.

You were caught off guard by the sudden feeling of Slash pushing your head all the way down his dick, and you lifted your hands up to dig your nails into his waist as he held you at the base of his cock.

Your nose was brushing against his happy trail, and you began to panick as you lost your breath. Slash pulled you off his cock by the back of your hair, throwing your head back as he leaned down to kiss you.

"Gonna make you mine, make you scream for me." He grabbed your hips as he leant over you, flipping you over and swiftly tugging your pants and underwear clear off your legs. You to let out a gasp when the cold air hit your leaking cunt.

"Oh shit, look at that... So fucking wet, just from sucking my dick? You really are a whore." He paused to pull his shirt over his head, tossing it aside. He leaned over your back, pressing his lips to your ear. "But you're my whore, aren't you?"

You couldn't even let out a whimper before he pushed himself into you, stilling as soon as he bottomed out inside of you. You let your arms give out, your front side falling into the comforter on the bed. Your sudden moan was muffled by the bed, but then he grabbed your hair from the base of your scalp, tugging your head back towards the ceiling. "My whore, aren't you?"

He repeated himself, and you sobbed loudly. "Y-Your whore, fuck." You muttered, scared that if you were too loud the other men would hear, and that was endless teasing you didn't want to endure.

Slash pulled his hips back, and you whined, pushing yourself back into him in a desperate attempt to fuck yourself on his cock. His hand raised, and before you could even think about what he was doing, a red handprint was forming on your ass.

You yelped, pushing your body forward as an attempt to get away from the sting, but with his grip on your hair, you couldn't move. "T-Theyre gonna hear, can't be loud, please--"

Slash cut you off with a hard thrust, and you let out a loud moan, mixed in with a choked scream. You couldn't contain it. His dick was so big that it hurt, and he was so deep inside of you that he was pushing painfully against your cervix.

Slash leaned down again, finally starting at a slow and rough pace. A bite was pressed against your still-clothed shoulder, and with the pinch, came the realization that you weren't gonna be able to be quiet. "Let's get this off." Slash pulled you flush against his chest, rocking back onto his knees. His hands rushed to lift your thin shirt over your head, not once missing a single thrust.

Once your shirt was discarded, he didn't waste any time in trailing his hand up between the valley of your breasts, coming to squeeze your throat roughly. "You're so fucking tight, squeezing me so hard."

You were lightheaded, eyes rolling back as your head fell onto his shoulder, mouth hung open. Your fingers dug into his hips, and your other hand coming behind you to tangle and tug on his hair. "You like feeling me so deep in your tummy? Right... There." He questioned, his hand pressing roughly against your lower abdomen, easily feeling himself through the flesh of your stomach. The applied pressure caused you to squeal, fighting to get off his cock, the pleasure becoming too much for your foggy little brain.

"Oh, that's it, isn't it? Right there?" His voice was so sweet and alluring that you almost melted into his rough grips. "Answer me, bitch." He grabbed a fistful of hair again, pulling your lips closer to his as he sloppily pressed his open mouth to the corner of your own mouth. You were too busy trying to escape the dizzying feeling of your orgasm approaching to even mumble a response.

You nodded, but he only slipped the hand in your hair to your open mouth, his middle and ring finger pushing past your lips and onto your tongue.

His fingers were salty, but tasted so good in your mouth. He shoved them back further, and you gagged quickly. You screamed loudly as your orgasm hit you like a freight train, thrashing around in Slash's hold. You balled your hands up into fists and started to beat against his hips, back arched as you desperately tried to escape the overstimulation.

"Hold the fuck... still." His words were cut up between thrusts and grunts as he fought to keep you held down, your pulsing walls sucking him in deeper than he already was as an attempt to drain his cock.

"Already cumming, baby? Such a pathetic little body, jus' can't take what I give you." He hummed, faking that sympathy that he knew you would soak up.

He snaked an arm around your waist, holding you down as he completely ruined you from below. Your cunt was already sore, and the tears spilling from your eyes had no end, similar to the moans leaving your throat and vibrating around his fingers. Drool coated your chin and chest, and the entirety of his hand, and he didn't even care.

"Look s'much better stuffed full of my cock than you do sitting next to Izzy." Slash shoved you forward again, but this time he placed his hands on the small of your back, pushing down roughly to keep your back arched as he continued his assault on your poor cunt.

"N-No more, can't take it-- Please, s'too much!" You yelped.

Another harsh slap came down onto your ass, and you wept loudly into the bedding. You were squeezing his cock so tight that his hips began to stutter, so his pace slowed and his thrusts got impossibly harder. The steel rings he wore on his fingers were making bright red welts on your ass with every smack he gave you, and you couldn't help but let out the crying and screaming, it hurt, but he didn't care.

With his balls slapping against your clit with each thrust, you came once more, bringing your arms back to try and push his hips away from you, but he only grabbed a hold of both of your wrists, using them to pull you back onto him. Your weeping and moaning finally died down, and you just let him use you, limp from the overstimulation.

You were so fucked out that you didn't even feel the hot cum coating your insides. Slash pulled out as he was cumming, the last little bit of his spunk landing over your red and abused lips.

He released your arms, letting you fall forward.

"My fucking pussy, isn't it?" He shoved your thighs up so your ass was back in the air, and his thumb came up to run through your slick folds, practically shoving his cum back inside of you. You jumped when his finger brushed against your clit, letting out a small whine.

"A-All yours, Slash." You mumbled, and he brought his face to the red wounds and marks on your ass, pressing gentle kisses to the welts and light specks of blood that had begun peeking through your skin, already bruising.

His kisses trailed right back to your cunt, and he didn't hesitate in sticking his tongue right out and into your heat, from your clit to your hole. He hollowed his cheeks when he found your clit, sucking with so much intensity it caused you to lean back into him, despite all that had went down mere minutes before.

He was eating your pussy so carefully and intricately, it was a stark contrast from his previous tone and actions.

It took you minutes of him sucking and licking your poor cunt to realize that he was eating his own cum out of you, and the pure thought had you whining yet again.

He'd groan into your pussy, the vibrations going straight to your clit. It didn't take much for you to cum yet again, so sensitive from your previous torturous orgasms, and you shoved your face down into the bedding once more as you whined, squirming away from Slash's face. He held your hips and pulled you back into him as you rode out your orgasm, finally pulling off of your cunt and gently shushing you as you turned over to meet his gaze.

You suddenly broke out into tears again and Slash crawled back onto the bed pulling you up into his arms. You couldn't form proper sentences, your words simply coming out jumbled and choppy.

"s'okay. I'm sorry, I know. It's gonna be okay." You clung to him for dear life, your sweaty, naked bodies pressing together as your threw your arms over your neck.

All he could make out from your sobs was small "I'm sorry"s, "thank you"s, and "so tired"s. He pressed a soft kiss to the top of your head as he gently rocked the two of you back and forth.

"Did so good f'me, sweetheart, I'm sorry." He cooed, but it was too late, you were already asleep in his arms. He sighed, resting his head on top of yours for just a few more minutes before slipping you under the blankets of Axl's bed, and following close right next to you, wrapping an arm over your waist.

He buried his face in your shoulder as his eyes closed, feeling just a little guilty for the way he treated you.

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You woke up to the sound of banging, looking around to see slash tugging his boxers on, and you immediately felt a surge of shame run through your body when Slash unlocked and opened the door to an incredibly red and upset Axl.

"You're washing everything on that fucking bed. No, actually, you're buying me a whole new one."

And with that, you sunk back under the covers, not daring to make eye contact with the fiery redhead.

[vaginalsauce]

Meowwww

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☆ axl rose ･ﾟﾟ･｡

☆ 664 words ･ﾟﾟ･｡

☆ smut ･ﾟﾟ･｡

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“Please,” you groaned, tears streaming down your face as Axl gripped roughly at your hips, pounding into you from behind. He was grunting and groaning, his pace merciless, giving you no chance to breathe.

Moans spilled from your mouth with each thrust; your pussy clenching around his cock and slick running down the inside of your thighs.

“Such a fuckin whore,” you heard him mutter, placing a smack on your ass. You jolted forward at the contact, an involuntary moan falling past your lips. “See, you love it don’t you?” He gripped roughly at your hair, pulling hard and making you crane your neck towards the ceiling.

“Axl.” You moaned his name loudly as he reached that sweet spot inside you, unable to answer his question. Your pussy ached and you wished desperately for release.

“Answer me,” he commanded, pulling even more at your hair.

“Y-yeah,” you tried to answer him properly, realising with each thrust, words were becoming harder to form.

He smacked your ass again, reaching down to rub at your clit. You moaned at the added contact, feeling a sense of pride as Axl’s groans blessed your ears.

“My whore.” You could tell he was clenching his jaw, his release approaching. “My whore aren’t you?”

You knew he wanted a reply but you couldn’t find the words. Your head was spinning - the only sensations you could focus on being Axl’s dick pounding into you, his movements on your clit, and the familiar feeling in your stomach alerting you that your orgasm was nearing.

He removed his hand from your clit, another smack landing on your ass.

“Answer me.” He pulled tightly on your hair again.

“Mhm,” you managed to utter. “Your- fuck.” You squeezed your eyes shut, pussy clenching around him. “Your whore- God, Axl.”

You gripped at the sheets, head almost touching the pillows. Your arms were shaking and unable to hold your weight, and you could feel them giving way. Your face was stuffed in the pillows and Axl laughed behind you, holding your face down and not giving you a chance to get back up.

“You gonna fuckin come?” He asked, snapping his hips into you.

You nodded your head to the best of your ability, trying to lift yourself up, only for Axl to push you right back down.

“Go on then,” he gave himself a moment to mutter a small ‘fuck’ before continuing. “Come on my cock you fuckin slut.”

His words were enough for you. You were blind to your surroundings, ears ringing and pussy aching as you came. You moaned loudly into the sheets, barely registering Axl pulling your head up so he could hear you coming.

Your legs were shaking and you were entirely overstimulated as he continued to pound into you - his thrusts becoming sloppier and his grip on your hips hard enough to leave bruises.

You were only just coming round as you felt Axl’s cum coating your insides, his moans and curses loud as he filled you up.

Aftershocks were running through you as he stilled, mindlessly rubbing your hips.

He quietly pulled out of you, feeling his weight shift the bed as he lay down next to you. You shakily turned over, pushing your thighs together and moaning slightly. Axl only laughed at you, reaching over to the bedside table and pulling a cigarette from the packet. He silently lit it, taking his first drag and relaxing into the pillows.

He opened his arm invitingly to you and you shuffled towards him, resting your head on his chest.

His cum was still spilling from your pussy, running down your thighs and you felt warm as he rubbed at your shoulder.

“Ready for round two, sugar?” You groaned and pushed your face into his chest. He laughed at you, pulling you closer and taking another drag of his cigarette.

You yawned as he held you close and although you couldn’t see him, you could feel his smile warming your soul.

[vaginalsauce]

Sleepy eyes

Warnings

Overstimulation, oral (f!receiving), praise, degradation (yeah), pet names, dacryphilia, cute at first but this man gets mean as hell, squirting

A/N:

Have y'all seen that clip of Axl licking his fingers while singing? Idk if that's too vague but Jesus Christ I need him so bad

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Axl's rested his lips against the side of your face, placing gentle kisses across your cheek to your jaw, earning little giggles from you at the way his facial stubble brushed against your skin.

He smiled into your cheek, pulling away to look down at you with pure adoration written all over his face. "You're so pretty, honey."

"Shut up." You huffed playfully, hand coming up to tangle in the locks of the back of his head, pulling him down into a warm kiss, lips molding together so perfectly.

You gasped into the kiss when you felt a cold hand snake under your shirt, lightly massaging the skin of your waist. Axl caught your bottom lip between his teeth, slowly pulling off of your mouth, releasing your lip as he did.

You lifted your hips ever so slightly, letting out a huff of air as he began placing hot open-mouthed kisses down your jaw to your neck.

His free hand trailed up to your jaw, pushing your head to the side. It wasn't rough, but firm enough to imply that he was the one in charge. Light whimpers left your throat as he sucked on your jugular, biting down every so often.

"Axl, no marks. . D-dinner with. . Family--" You knew that he was going to win. He always did, and you never complained afterwards.

Axl continued his assault on your skin, and you didn't put up a fight, especially when his hips rolled into yours, grinding against the spot you wanted him most. "You know you love the marks I give you."

you couldn't object, only letting out a small whimper. You trailed your hands down to his belt, fingers slipping through the belt loops of his jeans, and you tugged him roughly into your hips.

"So impatient, sweetheart, gotta take what I give you." He pulled you up just barely, quick to pull your shirt over your head and toss it onto the ground beside the bed.

His clammy hands roamed every inch of your body, memorizing the details of your skin as he kissed from the hollow of your throat down to your breasts, his sharp tongue darting out the rest of the way to trace a line down to the small little shorts you wore that drove him crazy.

"Such a pretty whore, jus f'me, yeah?" He tucked his fingers into your shorts, tugging them down your thighs, over your knees, under your calves, and finally pulling them completely off with a kiss to your ankle. His hands ghosted up your legs and pushed your thighs apart, fitting his broad shoulders right under your thighs.

"Oh, so soaked for me, huh, baby?" He feigned a voice that dripped with pity, his breath fanning so wonderfully over your wet core, the air turning cold and giving you goosebumps and shivers.

You whined and bucked your hips towards his face, to which he landed a harsh slap right onto the fat of your thigh, the skin only taking mere moments before it turned bright red.

"Don't fucking move. If you move, I won't touch you." He grabbed your wrists, forcing them down by your sides, and you let out a choked sob, tears falling down your face as you stared down at him. It was humiliating, how worked up he could get you so fast.

"So pretty, crying for me, sweetheart. Such a beautiful face, all wet and shiny." He gave you a final warning glare before lowering his head, pressing kisses to your lips before pushing his tongue into your folds, slicking you further than you already were.

You sighed out in pleasure, voice shaky as you gripped the sheets below you by your hips. His tongue flicked against your clit and your hips stuttered, and he pulled off of your cunt, another rough slap to your thigh. You threw your head back in annoyance.

The pure sight of him with your slick all over his lips and chin, strings of drool and your arousal connecting him to your aching heat had you more turned on than ever, and you just couldn't bear to look at him.

"What did I say, honey? Repeat it back to me." You returned your haze back to him, his eyes boring holes into your pretty mascara-stained face.

You shook your head, biting your tongue as you tried to grab for his hands that were holding your thighs in place, wanting him to at least hold your hands.

He slowly sat up, letting your legs fall to the mattress and you whined, squirming around as you tried to hold the noises you made. You didn't want to give him the satisfaction if he wasn't going to give you yours.

"You want me to eat this pretty little pussy? Huh? Use your words, bitch." He spat, and you couldn't help the pained cry that left you as you sobbed in desperation.

And then you caved in.

"Please, Axl, please. Need you. Won't move, jus' please, need it bad." You finally managed to force the words out, and he grinned. He returned to his spot between your legs, giving a harsh bite to the flesh on the inside of your thigh. You jumped and he shot you a glare.

His mouth finally reattached to your heat, and he was quick to go all in. His open mouth attacking your cunt brought you so much pleasure you thought you would die. Looking down at him, your mouth hung open as you panted.

He sucked your clit harshly, before his tongue trailed to your hole, pushing inside of you. His nose rubbed so perfectly against you that it sent you spiraling right then, but he didn't stop, even when you began thrashing and fighting to get away from the overwhelming pleasure his mouth gave you. He grabbed a hold of your wrists, tugging them down towards himself so you couldn't escape.

It wasn't long before you tired your body out, limp in his hands. He pulled away only momentarily to bring one of his hands to his mouth, licking his middle finger while staring you dead in the eyes and pushing it into you without warning. He let out a grunt as his mouth connected with your pussy again, his licks and sucks slow and torturous as his finger pumped in and out of you at a rapid pace.

He curled his finger in just the right places, and you were a babbling, incoherent mess, countless pleas coming from your mouth.

"T-Too much- no more, Axl can't take it-- Please, oh god." You moaned out, but he didn't stop. Suddenly your vision was white, and your back arched sharply against the mattress. You were so lightheaded that it hurts and if you weren't so focused on the pleasure taking over your whole body, you would've noticed the liquid that coated Axl's face and chest, his eyebrows furrowed as he watched you thrash against the bed, shaking violently as you enjoyed your high.

As he fucked you through it, he added one more finger to the rapid pace, and you were screaming. Until suddenly, you couldn't anymore. Your voice had left you, and all you could get out were squeals and babbles of his name as you came down. You closed your eyes melting into the bed.

You felt Axl pull his fingers out of you, mouth following suite. You whined, legs shaking as he gently took them off his shoulders, pressing kisses up to your navel before looking down at you, admiring your wet face. Your drool and tears completely covered your features, and he pressed his mouth to yours. You lazily kissed back, dizzy as you tasted yourself on his tongue.

"Oh, my pretty slut. Fucked dumb for me, huh? Look at those pretty eyes, all sleepy and swollen. You're gorgeous, baby." He couldn't ignore the pulsing hardness in his shorts, but he could definitely deal with it. He wiped your face clean of your tears, his tongue coming across your chin to collect your drool.

He spat it back into your mouth after forcing your jaw open with his thumb, only to kiss you once again. At this point, you could barely kiss back, shaky arms coming up to pull him close to you, not caring about the sticky mess you had made all over him.

Axl chuckled, pressing a sweet kiss to your cheek before climbing out of the bed to turn the bath tap on.

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[vaginalsauce]

TIRED OF THIS HARASSMENT. MICK MARS IS MY PERFECT PERFECT BOYFRIEND.

[vaginalsauce]

HOW DID I SUBCONSCIOUSLY MANIFEST THIS SHIT. WERE TALKING AGAIN AND HIS GF LEFT HIM LMAOOOO

stalking my ex's spotify and fuck him for having a new girlfriend tbh I was sm better (I thought about him once and now I'm obsessed again)