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Popcorn & Panties Part 2😝

This is a re-upload⚠️

So I had a request for a part two of this izzy story. Can’t find the request anymore😭, but if you enjoyed the first one hopefully you’ll enjoy this one :)

Warning ‼️ contains (public smex, choking, a bit of praise/degradation, dirty talk)

Y/N POV

The movie ended, but the tension didn’t. Izzy kept his arm slung around your waist as you all walked out of the theater, trying to act casual even though your legs still trembled from the orgasm you’d ridden out in his lap.

Duff tossed an empty popcorn bucket at Steven. “Told you that chick was gonna die.”

Slash lit a cigarette and snorted. “I could hear you losers whispering the whole time.”

But Izzy didn’t say a word. He just kept walking. Only you noticed the way his jaw clenched, the way his hand dug a little tighter into your hip like he was barely keeping it together.

He barely waited for the others to around the corner before his hand was around your wrist, dragging you down the side of the theater like a man possessed.

“In here. Now.”

The alley was barely lit, smelled like beer and smoke, but you didn’t care, because he spun you around and pinned you to the wall with his body, mouth already crashing into yours.

“You know what you fuckin’ did to me in there?” he growled, already shoving his hand between your thighs. “Got me so fuckin’ hard I couldn’t think straight.”

You gasped as he put his hand up your dress and yanked your panties down your legs, letting them fall around your ankles. His fingers plunged into your soaking wet pussy without warning, and you moaned into his mouth, legs trembling.

Look at you,” he hissed, rubbing tight circles on your clit with two fingers inside you. “Dripping like a slut. You wanted someone to hear you in there, didn’t you? Wanted Slash to turn around and see me ruining you.”

You bit your lip, nodding shamelessly, and he laughed.

Nasty little girl,” he said, low and filthy. “Bet you’d let me bend you over the hood of their car right now, wouldn’t you?”

Izzy….” you whined, breathless.

Shut the fuck up,” he growled, yanking your shirt down to expose one tit, biting hard at the soft flesh. “You wanted it nasty, right? That’s what you’re gonna get.”

His hand wrapped around your throat, not hard, just enough to make your head spin, just enough to say “you’re mine”. Then he spat in his free hand, stroked his cock once, twice, and shoved it into you from behind, fucking you rough and fast without any warning.

You cried out, back arching, nails scraping the brick.

That’s it, baby. Take it. Take this cock like the filthy little slut you are.”

He was brutal, fucking you deep, hands bruising your hips, sweat dripping down his head. His hips slapped against your ass, echoing down the alley like the world didn’t matter. Like he didn’t care if someone walked by and saw it all.

You like this? You like me fucking you like a dirty whore behind a goddamn movie theater?” he panted, one hand back around your throat, pulling you up against his chest.

“Yes! fuck! yes!, Izzy, I love it”

That’s right you do. You love my cock. You love being full of me. You’re gonna cum again, aren’t you? Make a mess all over me like a desperate little bitch.”

His fingers reached around and rubbed your clit fast. You broke in seconds, shaking, and moaning shamelessly as your orgasm ripped through you, walls closing around him.

He hissed, lost in that tight pussy of yours. “Fuck…fuck, baby! I’m gonna cum in this tight pussy. Gonna fill you up right here, so the next time you walk, you’ll be dripping my cum down your thighs.”

And he did. Thrusting deep, cumming inside you, swearing against your ear as he spilled every drop.

You stayed against the wall, panting, legs weak.

He slapped your ass and laughed. “Still think we’re done?”

You turned to him, cheeks flushed, spit on your lips, his cum already leaking down your thighs.

“I hope not,” you whispered. “You owe me a round three.”

Requested✨✨

Popcorn & Panties🥵

Warning ‼️ (Public smex, dirty talk, quiet moans)

Sorry this is kinda late, I was going to post this yesterday, but I had to catch up on some homework and I also had work this morning sooooo.. here’s a new story. Hope you guys like it especially @slashduffizzysgf 😘

Y/N POV

The lights dimmed and the movie started, but I barely noticed. My eyes flicked to the row in front of me, Duff, Slash, Axl, and Steven were already getting into it, whispering and tossing popcorn like overgrown kids.

But I was only focused on the man beside me. Izzy sat back, long legs stretched out, that usual slouch like he owned the whole damn theater. His hand rested casually on my thigh, thumb stroking slow circles through the fabric of my jeans. Just enough to drive me crazy.

He leaned in, lips brushing my ear. “You okay, baby?”

I nodded, but the truth was, I was yearning for his touch. The way his fingers teased, the smell of his leather jacket, the heat between us… it was too much.

“Izzy,” I whispered, my voice tight. “I need you.”

He looked at me, those dark eyes smoldering, jaw clenched like he was trying to keep control. I didn’t give him the chance to say no, I slipped from my seat and carefully slid into his lap, straddling him in the dark.

He sucked in a sharp breath. “Fuck, Y/N… here?”

I smirked, grinding my hips just enough to make him groan low in his throat. “Be quiet, baby,” I whispered, lips brushing his. “Unless you want the whole band to hear how good I make you feel.”

He didn’t need more convincing. His hands gripped my waist, pulling me against him. Our lips crashed, hot, desperate, messy. I kissed him like the world was ending, biting his bottom lip until he groaned again, quieter this time.

“I’ve been hard since you walked in here,” he hissed against my neck. “You know what you do to me, don’t you?”

I grind down again, feeling his thick cock beneath me. “Then do something about it.”

He didn’t waste time. One hand slipped up my shirt, fingers brushing over my tits, while the other fumbled with his zipper beneath me. The rustling of the movie masked the sounds, but my heartbeat thundered louder than any soundtrack.

“Goddamn, baby,” he muttered as I helped guide him inside me, slow and silent. My breath hitched, he stretched me perfectly. Full, deep. Dangerous.

“You feel so fucking good,” he growled in my ear, barely audible.

His hands gripped my hips tightly as I sank down on him, slow and steady. My head tipped forward, resting against his shoulder, breathing him in. He smelled like leather, cigarette smoke, and that warm, musky scent that always drove me wild.

“You’re gonna kill me, baby,” Izzy groaned low, biting back a moan as I started to move. “Fuck… you’re so tight.”

I rocked my hips slowly, careful to keep quiet, but it was getting harder and harder. The thrill of it being right behind the guys, in a public theater, stuffed full of him while we pretended to be watching a movie… It was too much.

Every time I moved, he twitched inside me, his cock thick and hard, pressing against all the right spots. His hands slipped under my shirt, thumbs brushing my nipples through the thin lace of my bra.

“You’re so wet already,” he whispered, voice strained. “All this for me?”

“All for you,” I whispered back, trying not to whimper. “You feel so good, Izzy. So deep…”

His hands guided me as I picked up the pace, grinding in tight little circles. He kissed my neck, sucked on my earlobe and growled, “You better stay quiet, sweetheart… unless you want Slash turning around and seeing my cock buried in you.”

That image made me clench around him, and he felt it. He smirked against my skin, pulling my shirt up just enough to kiss down between my tits. His warm tongue flicking over my nipples as he thrust up once, deep, sharp, and toe-curling.

I gasped, hand flying to my mouth. “Izzy, oh my god…”

“Shhh,” he murmured. “Be a good girl and take it.”

My thighs shook with the effort of staying quiet. He kept fucking me, slow but hard, making sure every thrust hit that perfect spot. I was melting around him, trembling, so close I couldn’t think straight.

“You’re gonna cum for me, right here in this fucking theater,” he hissed. “While they sit right there… and you sit on my cock, dripping all over me.”

“I—I can’t hold it,” I whimpered, biting down on his shoulder to muffle the moan.

“Yes, you can,” he said, kissing me deep. “Come on, baby. Let me feel it.”

His thumb slipped between us, rubbing fast, tight circles on my clit, and that was it. I broke apart in silence, shaking, thighs squeezing around him as the orgasm hit me like a freight train. My body tensed, clenching around him, and he groaned, losing it right after me.

“Fuck, baby,” he panted, gripping my waist. “I’m gonna fill you up…”

And he did, pulsing deep inside me. I collapsed against him, trying not to laugh from the mix of thrill and afterglow.

Axl turned around for a second, eyes narrowed. “You two good back there?”

I coughed, straightening my shirt. “Yeah. Just—uh, he dropped his drink.”

Izzy smirked, still buried inside me, still throbbing. “Yeah. Big mess.”

Axl shrugged and turned back around. I glanced at Izzy, breathless, heart pounding.

“We’re not done yet,” he whispered, lips brushing mine. “I want a round two later, so I can hear you scream.”

And I believed him.

Backstage Games✨

Izzy Stradlin x Reader

Warning!!! (Humiliation/degradation and jealousy)

Side note: long story, but full of sluttiness😈

The air backstage was electric, sweaty, loud, thick with smoke and leftover adrenaline. GNR had just finished their set, and the crowd was still screaming like animals out in the arena, but you were tucked away in a quieter corner of the chaos, drink in hand, casually chatting with one of the guitarists from a supporting band. He was charming, kinda cute, and clearly interested, leaning in close, laughing at everything you said.

You felt a presence before you saw him.

Izzy.

His eyes were dark. Not just annoyed. Possessive. The kind of look that made your stomach twist and thighs clench. He didn’t say a word, just watched, jaw tight, cigarette hanging from his lips, like he was deciding whether to ruin you or the other guy first.

“Hey, man,” the guy greeted him casually, clearly unaware of the storm about to break. Izzy didn’t respond. He just tilted his head toward you.

“Let’s go.”

His voice was low. Final. You didn’t argue, you knew that tone. You followed, heart racing, every step toward the exit laced with anticipation and dread. You could feel his silence pressing against you in the car. That dangerous stillness.

By the time you got to the hotel, he was already gripping your wrist, dragging you into the room, the door slamming behind you. You barely had time to speak before he had you pinned against the wall, breath hot against your ear.

“You like acting like a little slut in front of everyone, huh?”

His voice was venom, rough and low, and your body reacted instantly, heat pooling low even as your face burned.

“Did you think I wouldn’t see you? Letting that loser touch your arm, laugh at your stupid fucking jokes? You wanted me to see, didn’t you?”

You swallowed hard, breath shaky, not answering because you had wanted him to see. You liked what it did to him.

“I asked you a question.”

He grabbed your chin, forcing your eyes to his.

“Yes,” you whispered.

That was all it took.

He spun you toward the mirror over the hotel dresser and pushed you down so your hands braced against the wood. His hand slid up your skirt, rough and impatient, yanking your panties down.

“Look at yourself,” he growled. “Look at the filthy little slut who can’t even keep her legs closed backstage.”

You whimpered, heat flooding your cheeks as you stared at your reflection, eyes glassy, lips parted, already wrecked just from his words.

“You like when I talk to you like this, don’t you?”

You nodded, heart pounding.

He laughed, dark and cruel. “Fucking pathetic.”

And then his hand cracked across your ass, loud and stinging. You gasped, and he did it again, harder.

“Every time you moan, I’m gonna remind you what you are. My slut. My filthy little plaything. No one else touches you. No one else even looks at you.”

Another slap.

“Say it.”

“I’m your slut,” you whispered, broken and breathless.

“Louder.”

“I’m your slut!”

He grabbed your hair, pulling your head back so you couldn’t look away from your reflection. “That’s right. And you’re gonna thank me for putting you in your place.”

And oh, you would.

He didn’t let go of your hair. If anything, he gripped tighter, yanking your head back just enough to make you gasp, forcing you to hold eye contact with yourself in the mirror.

“Look at that,” he sneered. “Already dripping and I haven’t even fucked you yet. You love being treated like this, don’t you?”

You whimpered something like a yes, but he wasn’t satisfied.

“No, no,” he snapped, delivering another sharp smack to your thigh. “Say it. Say you love when I humiliate you.”

“I love it,” you gasped. “I love it when you humiliate me”

“That’s fucking right.”

He shoved his hips against you, letting you feel just how hard he was through his jeans. You tried to grind back, desperate, needy, but he slammed his hand down on your lower back, pinning you in place.

“Not so fast,” he muttered. “Sluts don’t get to make the rules.”

He moved behind you, undoing his belt with slow, menacing clicks. The sound alone made your knees weak. Then he wrapped the belt around your throat, tight enough to make you gasp.

“Hold still,” he warned, lips brushing your ear. “Or I’ll tie you up with this instead.”

Your body trembled, but you held your breath, loving the way the leather bit against your neck, loving the way you had no control.

“You think that guy backstage could do this to you?” he growled, pressing his body against yours, now skin-to-skin. “Think he could break you open and make you beg the way I do?”

He didn’t wait for an answer. One rough thrust and he was inside you, no warning, no mercy. You choked on your moan, body clenching around him as he slammed into you again, deeper, harder.

“Dirty little toy,” he hissed, fucking you like he was punishing you. “Moaning for me after flirting with some no-name loser like a cheap backstage groupie.”

Each word was another thrust, another slap of his hips, another crack of his hand across your skin.

“You belong to me.”

He pulled back just enough to spit, spit, on your back, watching it slide down your spine before he shoved in again.

“Fucking love ruining you.”

You could barely breathe, barely think. Every word, every movement, every humiliating detail had you dizzy with need. You hated how much it turned you on, how being treated like this made your body sing.

“Tell me what you are,” he demanded, breath hot and filthy in your ear.

“Y-Yours,” you stammered.

He tugged the belt tighter. “What else?”

“Your slut.”

“Louder.”

“Your dirty little slut!”

“That’s right. Say thank you.”

“Thank you, Izzy,” you choked out, broken and breathless, tears slipping down your flushed cheeks.

“Good girl,” he growled.

And then he really gave it to you.

Fucking you hard, rough and fast. Your moans turning to cries, the sound of the headboard slamming against the wall.

You didn’t even notice how loud it got, how unhinged he sounded as he groaned your name, calling you every degrading, filthy thing he could think of because you were so close.

And he felt it.

“You’re gonna come, aren’t you? You’re gonna fall apart like a pathetic little toy just ‘cause I’m fucking you like trash.”

“Yes,” you cried.

He reached around and rubbed tight circles around your clit.

“Cum. Cum for me now, or I’ll leave you aching all night.”

That was it.

You shattered with a scream, body convulsing around him as you came hard, still pinned to the dresser, belt tight around your throat, tears streaking your face in the mirror.

Izzy groaned behind you, hips jerking, spilling inside you with a deep, growled curse. He didn’t pull out right away, just leaned against your back, breathing hard, hand still tangled in your hair.

The silence that followed was thick, the kind that made your head spin even harder than the orgasm had.

Then he slowly loosened the belt, letting it fall to the floor. His arms came around you, unexpected, rough fingers suddenly gentle.

“You okay, baby?” he murmured against your neck, voice rasped from effort. “Was I too rough?”

You shook your head, still trying to find your breath. “No… it was perfect.”

He turned you around, pulled you into his chest, kissed your forehead like he hadn’t just degraded you six ways from Sunday.

His thumb brushed the corner of your mouth.

“You really drive me crazy, you know that?”

You smiled against him, lips swollen and sore, legs trembling.

“Good.”

subby slash

contents: submissive slash, dominant reader, praising, handcuffing, nicknames

warning: it goes straight to the point because I was too lazy to come up with a background story

word count: 410

You had him handcuffed to the bed with only his jeans on, his rock hard bulge obvious in his pants. You’ve waited for this moment forever, to just see him so helpless on your bed like this. You were only in your white cotton panties, nipples hard. You crawled on top of him, straddling his lap. He looked up at you, desire in his eyes. You lowered yourself on him and grinded against his raging boner, feeling the friction it made against your sensitive clothed clit.

He let out a whine and bucked his hips up, almost pouting from the feeling of your pussy against him. You couldn’t help but to moan softly yourself, his hardness pressed against you causing you to get more aroused. “Please, ride me” He begged under his breath. You pressed a soft peck to his lips before speaking, “Just trust me.” You unbuttoned his jeans to slide them off, as well as his pre-cum stained boxers. You took your panties off before repositioning yourself, taking his cock and positioning it at your entrance.

He winced in pleasure at the slight touch before you sunk down onto his cock slowly, taking every inch inside of your pussy. You started to move your hips, grinding back and forth. “It’s too much, it’s too much” He whimpered and whined. “It’s okay, you can take it sweetheart,” you encouraged as your hips increased in pace. He squirmed around as his whimpers became frequent with every move of your hips. You could see him struggling as he tried to tug away from the handcuffs as if it’ll do any good. Moans started to fall out of your mouth, feeling his cock hit all the right places.

He started to huff and pant, sweating profusely. You knew he was close as you felt his cock twitch. You became closer and closer aswell, moving your hips faster before you clamp down onto his cock, riding out your orgasm. Feeling you clamp down onto his cock as your body twitches and convulses in pleasure around him was enough to send him over the edge as he started to shoot warm ropes of cum into you, painting your walls. His eyes rolled back and your back arched before you both came down, trying to regain composure.

You lifted yourself off his cock and put on your clothes, uncuffing him afterwards. “You did so well,” you praised before pressing a sweet kiss to his forehead.

receptionist

summary: your boyfriend Slash was working a late night shift at the office tonight, and you snuck in to talk to him.

contents: smut. dom!slash sub!reader, throatfucking.

word count: 831

You were at home and it was about 10-11pm at night; sitting on the couch, hand resting on your thigh. You missed your boyfriend Slash more than anything. You knew he had a shift to take; he needed the money. You thought about how you never missed him as much now that he’s been gone for so long. So, why not just sneak in? You got ready and took your car keys, the keys jingling in your hand as you walk out of your apartment.

You sat in the car, putting the keys in the ignition before starting the car and driving near his work. You pull into a parking space behind the building he worked at and entered near the doors that had the least attention. You knew his office number from visiting some other times before, sneaking into the room. He was away, probably at the bathroom. You heard his footsteps, and you panicked.

You quickly hid under his desk, not giving a second thought. He sighed and entered the room, gently humming the melody of an Aerosmith song. He sat in his office chair, pushing the chair closer to his desk. You could see his leather pants and you couldn’t tell if he had a boner or if the pants were just ruffled up. That was until you saw his hand rub himself through his pants slowly, his slightly oversized silver bracelets sliding down his wrists. He let out a low groan as you watch the print in his pants become more obvious.

He unzipped his pants, undoing the button. His cock slipped out of his boxers, his tip covered with pre-cum. He started stroking himself slowly, his hand gliding up in down. He whined your name as he started to stroke himself faster, completely oblivious to the fact you were mere inches away from him. You could feel your damp panties against you before you started rubbing yourself. You let out a needy whimper under your breath before pausing, freezing in place. Slash’s movements stopped, complete silence filling the room. He rolled his chair back a bit to look under his desk.

“What the fuck?” He exclaimed in surprise before relaxing. “How long have you been down there?” He asked. “Long enough to see what you were doing,” you blurted out. His face flushed in embarrassment. “I’m sorry, I just missed you.” He murmured. “It’s okay, let me take care of you,” you said before grabbing onto his knees gently, pulling him closer. You took him slowly in your mouth, and he let out a soft gasp. He fixed his chair, squirming as he tried to get comfortable. His hands moved to your hair, gripping onto it gently.

Suddenly, the phone started ringing. “Fuck, I don’t know if I can answer that” he stammers. You take half of him out of your mouth to respond quickly, “Just do it or else your boss will complain” you said before taking him fully into your mouth again. He listened, picking up the phone. You shoved him down your throat and he let out a soft whimper. “What was that?” The customer asked. He coughed, trying to play it off. “Nothing, don’t worry about it. What time are you coming to pick it up?” He speaks, his voice shaky.

You sucked faster, loving to hear him struggle. He bucked his hips up, biting onto his bottom lip as he tried not to moan. “Mhm,” he says to the customer as he grips onto your hair tighter and starts to guide your mouth up and down his shaft, throatfucking you. You could hear Slash’s loud shaky breathing as he pounded over and over into your mouth. He winced in pleasure. “Okay see you then,” he rambled quickly before hanging up the phone immediately. He moaned loudly, ramming his cock into the back of your throat repeatedly. Your eyes watered and you gagged. He ignored it, looking at you as your throat takes all of him.

“Please, fuck baby. I’m gonna cum” he whined and panted out. You gripped onto him tighter and elevated yourself up more, allowing him to go deeper in your throat. Slash gasps once more before his cock twitches in your throat. His face contorted and his body tensed up. His eyes rolled back into his head as he shot load after load into your mouth, aggressively gripping your hair. His body convulses as he fucked up into you, his orgasm coming to an end.

His body then relaxed and he panted heavily, leaning back in his chair. You slipped his dick out of your mouth, his hand slipping from your hair. Slash’s eyes were closed and his face was slightly sweaty. Your hair was disheveled and your makeup was messed up. He opened his eyes as they drifted towards you. “You’re so perfect,” he murmured before putting himself away in his boxers and zipping up his pants.

I guess sneaking in wasn’t a bad idea after all.

healing from a breakup

summary: you and your boyfriend broke up because he cheated on you, and slash was there to comfort you.

contents: fluff

word count: 806

You found out your boyfriend cheated on you, causing a huge argument between you two that soon ended the relationship. You walked to your apartment while crying, your mascara slightly smudged and runny from your salty tears. He was your everything, and as much as you tried to stop crying you couldn’t. A car slowly drives by you, before recognizing a figure in the drivers seat. It was your boy best friend, Slash.

“Hey, are you okay?” His voice softly called out as he rolled down the window.

You looked at him before shaking your head no.

He sighed. “Get in,” He said before you heard the doors click & unlock.

You enter the passenger’s seat, closing the door and buckling in before he started to drive off. “What happened?” He asked, his voice still soft while his eyes drifted in between the road and you. “Me and my boyfriend broke up,” you spoke, your voice hoarse from crying & not speaking. Slash looked at you, his eyebrows raising in surprise. “What? What did he do?” He exclaimed and stammered out. “He cheated on me” you said, wiping the messy mascara from your eyebags & fixing your makeup. “Okay, well you can stay at my place tonight. Maybe that’ll cheer you up” he offered before you answered with a nod.

A few minutes later you both arrived at his house. You exited the passenger’s seat, and he locked the doors. He opened the front door for you and allowed you inside of his house. After you both take off your accessories, you sit down on the couch. Slash was in the kitchen, making coffee for you both. He came over to the couch and you felt a weight shift in the cushion next to you as he sat down. He placed both of the cups on the coffee table and his hands drifted to your back, rubbing up and down gently.

“Do you wanna talk about it?” He said in a low voice.

“It’s just that I really trusted him, and I don’t know if I can date another guy after that,” you say. Your voice broke as tears streamed down your cheeks once again.

He tapped your arm in order for you to face him and pulled you into a warm hug. Slash’s arms wrapped around your waist and his chin rested on your shoulder, his dark curly hair visible through the corner of your eye. You wrapped your arms back around him and cried into his arms, your body jumping with every sob. “Shhh,” he murmured into your ear as he pulled you closer, at a loss for words. Soon your sobs turned to sniffles and your body started to relax. The coffee started to become cold, but you didn’t care. You leaned into Slash’s touch and closed your eyes, focusing on his body warmth. He slowly pulled away and broke the hug, yet his hand was still on your back supportively. You could feel the print of his silver rings pressing against your back gently.

“Do you feel better now?” Slash said, his eyes filled with worry.

You nodded and a small smile formed on his lips. He removed his hand from your back and turned away. You suddenly felt like something was missing, aching for his touch. “Wait,” You say before he turns towards you. “Yeah?” He asks. “Can we just stay like that for a little longer?” You asked, your voice slightly low. He nodded and pulled you into a hug once again. After a good five minutes, your cheeks started to flush and you laid on him. He let himself fall down onto the couch pillow and you ended up resting on his chest.

You positioned yourself comfortably and his fingers found your hair, softly running through your roots. The only sound was the sound of our soft breathing. You faced him, resting your chin against his chest to look at him. Your faces were mere inches apart. Your eyes analyzed Slash’s face as his brown eyes stared deep into yours. The way his curls framed his face, his eyes stared into yours, the way his lips curved every time he smiled. It drove you crazy.

“Can I kiss you?” He muttered. You nodded and leaned in, tilting your head to the right. His warm hands cupped your face and your hands rested on his neck as he kissed you. His lips felt warm and soft against yours before he slid his tongue in your mouth. He kissed you slowly, but it didn’t feel lustful. It felt full of affection, and your tongue moved against his for a brief moment before you both pulled away. Your head went back to resting on his chest and your eyes closed. Slash’s hands rubbed your back as you slowly drifted off to sleep.

semi-formal, part 2

summary for both parts: even though you’re in the U.S, you go to a mardi gras semi-formal dance. you turn out to be heartbroken, only for things to twist into a night with your ex Slash.

contents: smut, I guess fluff?

part 1 link: https://www.tumblr.com/mortifiedkaz/778087478584311809/semi-formal-part-1

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Photo by @mortifiedkaz

semi-formal part 1 summary for both parts: even though you’re in the U.S, you go to a mardi gras semi-formal dance. you turn out to be heart

word count: 722

After getting home, you decided to call Slash. You both were normally talking before deciding to get back together in a relationship again. He talked about how much he missed you and how much he wanted you to come over as soon as possible. You offered to sneak out and he was okay with it. So as soon as his mother went to bed, you got your shit and ran out the door. You called him during the 30 minute walk and hung up when you were nearby. He walked up to you and stared into your eyes deeply. “I missed you,” he muttered. “I missed you too” you said with a smile before he grabbed you and pulled you into a kiss.

His tongue entered your mouth for a few seconds before he pulled away and lead you to a more secluded area. “I love you so much,” he said. “I love you too” you replied before he pulled you back into a kiss. This time, it was slow and sensual. Your breathing hitched and your hand went to hold onto his hair. His pace picked up as he reached behind you and gripped your ass. “Mmhh,” you heard him hum into the kiss which only made you more turned on. You pulled him closer, slightly grinding against his leg.

He broke the kiss and sat down on the ground with you. “I’m hard,” he blurted out. You giggled a bit before giving him a small peck on the lips. He went to tease you through your pants but was just aggressively rubbing your clit. You squirmed away before going to rub him through his pants slowly. You kissed him slow & sexual again as you rubbed him faster and faster, feeling him soon turn into a brick underneath you. You pulled away from the kiss and let him take off his pants & boxers.

He guided your hand onto his shaft and you started slowly stroking him, not wanting to hurt him. You could hear his loud shaky breathing. He kissed you once again, not able to get enough of you. Your tongue kind of tumbled around his, trying to focus on attempting to kiss good and stroking him at the same time. He whimpered into your mouth, kissing you more aggressively. He asked for you to speed up and so you did, stroking him faster. Your other hand rested in between the both of you. You felt his cock thrust up into your hand and his shaft starting to twitch. His whimpers in your mouth got even louder before he started to buck his hips up, flooding your hand with his hot sticky cum. You felt the warmth run down your hand as he shot out spurt after spurt. You rub him through his orgasm, slowly stroking him once he came before stopping completely. He pulled away from the kiss, catching his breath.

He looked down and realized he came on his coat beneath him, so he decided to go back inside to clean it up. As you were left there, you rinsed your hand off in the snow, unable to wipe it on anything else. He comes back and you stand up, wrapping your arms around his neck. “I don’t want to get caught,” he mutters. “Does this mean you’re going?” I ask. “Yeah but not right now, only in a few minutes” he replied. You smiled and pulled him into a tongue kiss, but instead of desire it was just of endearment. “I love you so much,” you said as you pulled away from the kiss to kiss him all over his face.

“I love you too,” he said back and smiled. You couldn’t get enough of him, your hands wandering all over him and kissing him all over his face and neck. You accidentally made a joke and he jokingly walked away, but you grabbed his arm and pulled him closer to you. “No, you’re not leaving without a kiss,” you said. You didn’t want to sound controlling but you needed to kiss him just one last time. He blushed and gave you one last kiss before giving you a hug. “I love you,” he said. “I love you too darling,” you replied. He became flustered at the nickname before he had to go, walking away. “Bye love,” you said loud enough for him to hear. He turned and waved to you before you started walking back home with a smile on your face.

semi-formal part 1

summary for both parts: even though you’re in the U.S, you go to a mardi gras semi-formal dance. you turn out to be heartbroken, only for things to twist into a night with your ex Slash.

part 2 link: https://www.tumblr.com/mortifiedkaz/778090241863122944/semi-formal-part-2

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semi-formal, part 2 summary for both parts: even though you’re in the U.S, you go to a mardi gras semi-formal dance. you turn out to be hear

word count: 706

You never really understood going to parties, you just went out in order to dress up and have some drinks if there was alcohol. Obviously there never was any because you were 15, but that wasn’t the sole purpose. You sat at a table with your friends; people were in dresses of green, blue, and white yet you were in a black dress that showed off your tits and ass. Everything was going fine until you looked up and saw the dude you liked standing next to a girl. He stared back at you before turning to his girlfriend.

Your heart broke. You genuinely thought that he liked you and that you had a chance with him. Your hand shakes as you sip a glass of lemonade. Your friend brings you out of a daze, looking at you with a concerned look. “Hey, are you okay? You’re shaking really badly” She asked. “No,” you replied, trying to make your tone sound joking but instead sounded very serious. “You need me to get you some food or anything to help?” She said softly. “I’m okay no thank you,” you replied softly back in response.

After a few minutes you started to feel a bit better, trying to focus on your other friend to dance with her & feel better but at some point even she ditched you. You were left standing alone, staring at the dance floor blankly. Slash was a few months older than you, yet the same age. He walked up next to you and went on a small rant because you guys were still friends even if he was your ex. “It’s actually so fucking depressing sitting here without your friends and going here alone,” he huffed into your ear. “Tell me about it, how do you think I feel?” I said back jokingly, smiling at him.

Conversation started between you guys and soon you were playfully wrestling, giggling at each other. You both slowly started to come down and becoming less giggly before your best friend and her boyfriend quickly passed by.

“Kiss,” Her boyfriend yelled before scattering away.

Me and Slash both looked at each other. I felt a strange feeling in my stomach, my heart beating faster and my palms sweating. I wanted to seriously kiss him, but I didn’t know if he would be comfortable with it or not because he mentioned liking another girl that didn’t like him back so I gave him a playful dirty look. He acted the same way as I did and it was silent for a few seconds before he changed the subject.

He put his arms on my arm and I reciprocated the action, and now we were both caressing each others arms. I thought he was joking around until I looked at him and he had a serious expression on his face. I couldn’t take him seriously and kept making playful looks at him, but he remained serious. Soon, everybody left and the room started to empty. “Shit, i think it’s over,” I said as I watched people leave. “Oh yeah, you’re right” he said before pulling me to the side.

“Hey, I was wondering if you wanted to stay the night at my house tonight?” He asked in a serious tone. Your heart fluttered, you never stayed the night. Of course you accepted his offer, yet his parents still said no. “Well, do you need a ride?” He asked. “No, thank you though. I already have a ride” you said in a soft tone. He left and you were stranded there, sitting on the curb alone with your coat on. Your father was being an asshole about picking you up and said he would take 10 minutes. “I really wish I could’ve stayed the night, my father’s being an asshole,” you texted Slash.

“Yeah I know. Hey, this might be weird but I was wondering if you wanted to go out sometime” He replied. Your cheeks flushed and you agreed.

“I wish I could’ve kissed you at the dance,”

“Me too, I just didn’t want to make you uncomfortable”

“Me neither, but the next time I’m going to see you I’m going to kiss you”

“I’m okay with that,” you texted back before getting a ride home.

hi, i don't know if you're taking requests but i loved your slash fic, can i request something like slash and his girlfriend getting married (doesn't matter how, if it's big or small or just Vegas style, i trust you 😉) and after or during the thing they just run and hide to have sex

you dont have to do it it you dont want to but i love your wriiiite (my english is not really good, i’m sorry if something is wrong)

november rain

contents: fluff, smut, dom!slash x sub!reader, praise kink, degradation kink, name calling

p.s of course I don’t mind requests, I’ll write almost anything. also I know november rain is about refrained love but fuck it LMAO that’s the first thing I thought of

word count: 833

After dating for so many years, you and slash have decided to take it to another level and get married. You’ve dreamed of a day like this, to walk down the aisle someday dressed in white. But you never thought it would’ve been as perfect as this. You walked down the aisle, holding onto your white dress to walk better. You could see Slash, dressed in a suit and tie. He could have never looked better. Axl and the rest of the members watched nearby as I was soon facing Slash, staring into his eyes with a warm smile on his face.

You didn’t even realize the man had stopped talking and was waiting for you to reply. “I do,” you said, snapping back in. “I do,” Slash replied. You planted your lips onto his gently and he put the ring on your finger. You wrapped your arms around his neck and he wrapped his arms around your waist. Axl was sitting there, rolling his eyes and staring at you & Slash with a pissed look. Slash was focused on you and your eyes stared into Axl’s with confusion. You ignored it, focusing on Slash. You noticed Slash suddenly had a boner, your cheeks flushing a light pink.

“Excuse us,” he mutters before picking you up in his arms with ease. You were taken by surprise as he leads you away to the nearest hotel. He sets you down on the bed and you were very confused yet flustered. “What the fuck is happening?” You ask. “You look so goddamn beautiful in that dress, I just can’t help but to think how beautiful you would look in it after I fuck you until your legs shake.” He muttered, positioning his hips between your legs and rubbing your waist. You could feel his boner through his pants pressing against your thigh.

His words take you by surprise, you don’t know whether to be confused or turned on but you’re both at this point. “Just let me take care of you baby,” he whispers into your ear as he rubs you through your panties underneath your dress. Your lips part as you take a sharp inhale, feeling so sensitive already. “You’re so wet and I barely haven’t even done anything,” he teased before leaning down to kiss your neck. You tilted your head back, allowing him to get further access to your neck. He sucked on your neck, leaving hickeys all over it. You whine needily, aching desperately for his touch.

He reaches down and shoves his hand down past the waistband of your panties and rubs your clit slowly. “Oh, fuck” you whimper, bucking your hips. He let out a hum in satisfaction before taking your underwear off. He enters a finger inside of you, slowly fingering you. You gasp softly, looking at him as his finger thrusts inside of you. “So fucking beautiful and wet for me, hm?” He teases playfully, speeding up his pace and adding another finger. You wince in pain for a second after he adds another finger, the pain soon fading away and turning into pleasure.

You buck your hips up and arch into his touch. Just as you’re about to moan, he slips out his fingers. Before you could react, he replaces his fingers with his hard cock. He enters slowly inside of you, inch by inch. You gasp in surprise and pleasure at the same time, squirming at the feeling of him. He sits there inside of you for a few moments in order for you to accommodate his size before thrusting slowly and gently. “Fuck, squeezing my cock so well,” he groans. His pace slightly increases and you grip onto the sheets lightly, getting lost in the sensation of him fucking you. You moan softly which only spurrs him on, causing him to go faster and harder on you.

Next thing you know he’s pounding into you, pressing down onto your stomach. “Mmhh cmon, wanna’ feel you cum all over my cock,” He grunts as he watches his cock go in and out of you. “You’re so beautiful my love, taking that cock like a good little slut” he says, hunger in his voice. You couldn’t help but to wrap your legs around his hips and pull him closer. “Please ‘tstoo much, I’m gonna cum” you whimper out, fluttering on his pistoning cock. He chuckles darkly in response and pounds into you faster.

“Gonna fill this sweet little pussy up so good, y’know that?” He groans before his thrusts start to become sloppy. Your body starts to tense up and your mouth drops open. Your face contorts and your head tilts back. Your legs shake and you cry out loudly as you coat his cock with your cum. He follows after you, filling your pussy up with his hot seed spurt after spurt. He collapses onto you, panting lightly.

“Knew you’d look gorgeous dumbfucked in that dress” he murmurs with a sly smirk on his face.

phone sex

contents: smut, dom!slash x sub!femreader, dirty talk

word count: 930

p.s if u have any requests don’t be afraid to ask

You’ve been extremely horny lately, feeling extra bad for your boyfriend. You wanted to let him know that you loved him and not lusted over him, but you couldn’t control your high sex drive. This never really happened when you weren’t in a relationship, but now that you’re dating slash.. it’s like heaven. You called him a bit late every day because he always arrived at a hotel after a busy gig with his band.

You decided to call him, you couldn’t get your mind off of him. You heard the phone ring a few times in your ear before a familiar voice came to the phone.

“Hey sweetheart,” Slash said softly.

“Hi my love” you replied.

Even his voice was so angelic to you. God, it drove you crazy. Before you knew it, you guys were on call for an hour and a half. It was now 9pm and your panties randomly got soaked, a wave of horniness hitting you like a brick. You let out a low whine, the weird sensation pooling in your core. Your heart started to pound in your chest, your chest heaving. “Are you alright?” He asked in the same soft tone. “Mhm just a bit horny,” you confessed. He let out a deep chuckle at your confession without a word, which only made your arousal worse.

You weren’t usually a bold type of person, but you couldn’t help but to think about how you would love to get him hard by being straightforward. “I want you inside of me so badly,” you murmured. He groaned at your words, “You’re going to make me hard” he gritted through his teeth. “Good, I wanna make you hard” you say, your hand resting on top of your boob. Your words caused a bulge to grow in his pants, and the relaxed silence grew to sexual tension.

You couldn’t help but to grind against your blanket, whimpering needily. “What’re doin’ right now?” You ask. “Rubbing myself,” he replied. You could hear how heavy his breathing was and the sound of faint rustling. His hand traced over his leather-covered hard on as he focused on the sound of your voice. You just giggled mischievously, loving the sound of him getting turned on. “I wanna feel you” he moaned out softly. “Me too,” you croaked out, feeling yourself twitch inside of your soaked panties.

Before you knew it, your phone was on your other pillow and two of your fingers were plunged inside of your wet heat. His hand was rubbing up and down his shaft as you let out soft moans. The thought of him fucking you and stretching you open drove you crazy. He grunted and groaned, listening to your every sound. “I love you,” he said with a shaky breath. “I love you too” you managed to moan out in response.

Your moans gradually became louder, and his groans became more frequent. “Fuck,” he groaned out as he came. You were surprised from how fast he came, you weren’t even halfway done. But you continued either way, needing to finish. He continued stroking anyways. “I need you to ride me so badly,” he grunted. “I wanna feel you inside of me” you whined. Your fingers curled and your body convulsed. You came, moaning loudly. This caused him to have another orgasm, hearing him grunting and groaning as you panted lightly from your orgasm.

You sat there debating on whether to cum again, your pussy was still wet yet you were somewhat tired. Oh well, he came twice as well. You started again, your pussy feeling almost numb but sensitive from your last orgasm. You couldn’t help but to close your eyes and imagine your fingers were his cock, your fingers plunging in and out of your hole faster at the thought. He was still masturbating, barely any noise coming out of him this time. As you were halfway done with your orgasm, you heard him cuss under his breath once again. “Fuck, I love you” he gasped out as he came. You giggled and kept going as he relaxed and regained composure.

It was hard to cum, your fingers sore. All you could do was moan and attempt to go faster. Dirty words and pleas spilled out of your mouth uncontrollably. “I feel so bad for continuing while you’re exhausted,” you say to him. “Shhh, it’s okay baby. Keep going” he muttered. You listened to him, your orgasm coming closer and closer. “What are you doing now?” You ask in curiosity for the last time. “Rubbing myself again while listening to you,” he responded. You let out a “hmm” noise as an ‘I understand’.

“I wanna suck on your clit so badly, make you cum in my mouth” he said slowly. For some reason, this threw you off of the edge. Your back arched and you came harder than ever before, crying out in pleasure. “Oh, slash, oh fuck,” is all that comes out of your mouth, cum & arousal flooding your fingers as it drips down onto the sheets. He chucked in enjoyment as he heard you gasp and cry out in pleasure. Afterwards, you both sat there in the aftershock. Your legs shaked yet you were still able to put on your pants. He agreed to put on his pants as well and laid back down afterwards.

“You mean so much to me baby,” he mutters out lovingly, his voice laced with exhaustion.

“You mean everything to me,” you mutter back out in response before rolling over and drifting off to sleep out of exhaustion.

6 Month Anniversary

Contents/Warnings: kind of public sex??, dom!male, sub!fem, hair pulling kink, praise talk, teasing

Author’s note: hiii sorry this might suck, I haven’t written smut in a few months. Just lmk your guys’ feedback 🫶🏻

Word count: 1,063

You and slash have been dating for 6 months, and decided to celebrate your anniversary by going to a club. It was quite strange, you never really had that in thought for an anniversary date. But hey, you weren’t complaining. You wanted to spend as much time as possible with your boyfriend.

He sat on the stool on your left, and the bartender came up to you both. “Hey, anything I can get you guys tonight?,” the bartender asks, their eyes shifting between you and Slash. “Bottle of Jack & vodka, please” slash ordered, getting out his wallet. You glanced at Slash’s outfit, your eyes unable to look away. He was wearing his typical black leather pants and a long-sleeve black button up shirt with a few buttons down to expose his chest. You were in a black dress with matching black heels, matching with slash. Slash noticed your gaze and a little smirk spread across his face.

Before he could say anything, the bartender came up with both of your drinks and he paid. Soon, you were getting drunk together and starting small talk about how busy the club was and how life was going for the two of you. His curls framed his slightly sweaty face perfectly, and his beautiful brown eyes stared almost majestically into yours. Slow music started playing in the background, and you chose to go dance with him. Besides, you saw all the other couples do it and wanted to try for yourself.

You both entered the club dance floor, slightly drunk and giggly. Your arms wrapped around his neck and his arms wrapped perfectly around your waist, pulling you closer. He looked at you with a serious but loving look, admiring you. You couldn’t help but to smile and get lost in his eyes. He started to move along to the music and slow dancing with you. You followed his lead and you noticed that he started to get a bit touchy.

“I love you s’much” Slash muttered, his speech slightly slurred from being drunk

“I love you too,” you replied even though you were a bit taken aback by his suddenness.

Slash planted his lips onto yours, closing his eyes and kissing you deeply. His lips were warm and soft against yours, and you couldn’t help but to do the same and melt against his lips. You pulled him closer to you, getting lost in the kiss. Slash groaned as he felt his body pressed against yours from being so close together. His tongue darted in your mouth, swirling his tongue around yours. Your mouth parted to let him in and you followed his lead. Slash’s hands went down to grip your ass and pressed your hips against him to feel his growing hard-on.

You whined at the feeling, squirming slightly as his tongue got progressively more aggressive and his hips started grinding against yours. Suddenly, he opened his eyes & ended the kiss with a quick pull away, grabbing your arm gently. Your eyes opened in surprise, your body still caught in a daze from being lost in the kiss. He leads you inside the club bathroom and locks you in the hugest stall with him. “I need you so fuckin’ bad” he groaned.

Before you could even reply, he smashed his lips against yours once again and pinned you against the stall wall. He picked you up with ease, holding onto your ass for support. Your legs wrapped around his hips instinctively. At this point, your heart was pounding inside of your chest and you could feel your damp panties against you. His right hand traveled under your dress, rubbing your clit through your panties. You moaned into the kiss before breaking it slowly, lightly panting from the intense kiss.

“I want you inside of me” you whined and pleaded, almost begging for his cock.

Your words only spurred him on more as he let go of you and got down on his knees to take your panties off. “So fucking wet for me, hm?” He teases, running two fingers down your slit before standing up. Your thighs trembled and your eyebrows furrowed, your body aching for more touch. You didn’t even have to say anything as he undid his pants and freed his rock hard cock. He grabbed your hips and bent you over so he was now behind you and you were facing the stall door.

You gasped as he slid your dress up enough to expose yourself to him completely, your wet pussy hitting the cold air. He teased your entrance with his tip before slowly sliding into you, letting you accommodate to his size. “Fuck,” he moaned as he started thrusting at a normal pace. You could feel him thrusting against your g-spot right away and you moaned softly at the feeling. He picked up the pace, your moans motivating him. He slammed into you, his hand moving to pull your hair back gently.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, taking m’fuckin cock like this,” He groaned out. His thrusts got more aggressive and you felt your pussy start to flutter and twitch. You couldn’t help but to moan loudly, your moans slightly echoing in the empty club bathroom. He knew you were close and started pounding into you. The stall door shook with every powerful thrust as you put your hands onto it for support. “Gonna fill you up so good, yeah?” He said, grunting and moving his hand to rub your clit in sloppy quick circles in time with his thrusts.

This sent you over the edge as you cried out his name loudly and your eyes rolled back. Your body tensed and shook as you could feel Slash’s cock twitch and flood your pussy with his hot seed. Your moans mixed together as you both rode out your intense orgasms together. You both were panting heavily, trying to regain composure. Your hair was messed up and you were sweating. He slowly pulled out before cleaning you and himself up.

He helped you put on your clothes and fixed your hair. “I love you so much, you’re so perfect” he said before you both walked out the restroom and found your way out of the club. “I love you too, best anniversary ever” you replied with a slight chuckle before calling a taxi to take you both home.

okay...who should i write abt smut-wise ..not izzy stradlin rn bcs if we go in my notes app we'll all see i have 10+ smut stories PENSKKSSLSBUT SERIOUSLY I NEED NAMES PEOPLE 😘😘 ANYONE FROM ANY BAND DUCES😘

Izzy stradlinXfem!reader

words:884

Warnings: smut..durr

You and Izzy are in the car, making out passionately after a date he took you on. You and Izzy have been dating for a few months and haven't had sex because you're a virgin and scared, but Izzy has been patient, making sure you're comfortable before you decide to go further with him. For weeks, you've been thinking about letting Izzy take your virginity and decided that today you want to lose it to him. As you and Izzy have been making out for a while, you climb on his lap and he grips your hair gently. When you start unbuttoning his pants, Izzy stops and looks at you, asking,

"Wait...are you sure?" Secretly hoping you say yes because he's been dying to fuck you since he met you, you nod, "Yeah, I'm sure...l want you to be my first," you say and smile softly at him. Izzy looks at you to make sure you're serious, and when he sees you are, he smiles big, kisses you with more passion, pulls your shirt off, and continues kissing you. The kisses get deeper and harder; he bites your lip and trails down, nibbling on your neck, leaving hickeys. You moan softly and buck your hips against his, whispering, "Izzy..." Izzy groans, bites your neck softly, and wraps his arms around you, unclipping your bra and watching as your breasts fall out perfectly. He kisses you harder and faster, trailing kisses down your neck, taking your right nipple in his mouth and sucking on it while his left hand toys with your other nipple. "Oh, God, you're so perfect, baby...like a goddess," he whispers in your ear. You moan quietly while he's sucking on your nipples, wrapping your hand around the back of his neck and pulling his hair softly. Izzy leans up, softly pulls you down to lay on the seat, and wraps your legs around his neck.

He kisses down your stomach and leaves hickeys in the valley of your breasts all the way down to above your belly button. "Izzy...please," you say, pleading for him to do something. You're so wet Izzy can feel the wetness through your panties. He smiles and lays his head on your stomach softly, trailing his fingers up and down between your folds through your panties. "Oh, baby...you're so wet..is this all for me?" he says lowly. You nod and look down at him and moan, throwing your head back softly, saying,

"Yes, Iz... all for you." Izzy smiles at that, kisses you through your panties, and groans, "Fuck...you smell so good." You grip Izzy's hair as he pulls your panties to the side. "Oh, look at that...she's so beautiful, all pink and wet." He tugs your panties all the way down and, without warning, starts eating you out, sucking on your clit and licking up and down your folds. "Omg! Omg Izzy, please! Fuck, fuck, your tongue feels so good," you moan loudly. Izzy rubs himself against the seat at the sound of your moans and inserts one finger into you. "You're so tight, baby...gotta let you get used to it, or it's gonna hurt really bad," he says softly.

After a few minutes, Izzy is still eating you out and inserts another finger. "Omg! Izzy, I'm gonna cum, fuck, I'm gonna cum, baby," you grip the headrest and cum all over Izzy's face. Izzy licks it up, goes back up to you, and kisses you more passionately.

"You did good, baby...so good for me," he says while unbuckling his pants. "You ready, sweetheart ?" You don't say anything but nod, still coming down from your high from Izzy eating you out. "Come on, baby...I need words, are you ready?" he says lowly in your ear. "Yes..."'m ready, Izzy," you whisper shakily because you can feel Izzy's cock teasing your tight hole and moan. Izzy wastes no time and shoves his dick in you, waiting a second so you can get used to his size. You cry out quietly because the sensation of Izzy entering you is a feeling you never felt before. Izzy groans in your ear and says, "Baby...you're so tight and warm, feels so good... can live in this pussy." You moan out loudly and wrap your legs around Izzy, pulling his hair. Izzy gets lost in the feeling of you wrapped tightly around him and goes harder and faster. When you start to wince and cry, he doesn't stop. "Izzy!.. ow," you moan and cry out for him, and he doesn't stop. Despite this hurting you, your body keeps clenching around him, making him go faster and groan loudly. "Fuck! You were made for my dick, fuck I'm finna cum," he leans down and whimpers in your ear. You scratch at his back, pleading for him to stop, but he doesn't listen. You repeatedly clench around him, moaning loudly, your nails digging into the seat and his back as you cum.

Izzy cums inside you, and you whine low and softly

izzy looks at you with a guilty face and pushes your hair from your face "baby...I didn't mean to be that rough...you just felt so good," he says, laying on you and kissing you more. You shake your head as tears fall.

"...it's okay.it's okay, it felt good," you say, smiling and kissing him, knowing he didn't mean it.

an: okay so this one is straight ass i was running out of ideas near the end so it was rushed BUTT I POSTED THATS ALL THAT MATTERS POOKIES LOVE YA this was a request by my fav pookie btw

Izzy Stradlin XFem!reader

Words:266

Warnings: smut..duh

cmon baby one more..." he coos into your ear, nails still digging into the fleshy fat of your ass as he guides your hips up and down on his girthy cock. he was determined to get one more orgasm from you. he had to.

it felt like forever. you had been bouncing up and down on his shaft for what felt like ages. you couldn't even recall when it all had started. one orgasm to another, he simply couldn't get enough. he was addicted.

you felt that same knot in your stomach tighten again, this time it was much tighter and intense. the grip you had on his shoulders tightened, your nails engraving small crescents.

your boyfriend had noticed this, he swiftly grabs onto your waist, lifting you up and slamming himself into you at an cervix bruising pace. it was so quick you could barely could even process your own high approaching by second. then you felt it.

back arched, eyes rolled all the way back, jaw dropped, legs trembling. it was intense and heavenly. you've never felt anything so good in your life. it was so good that you didn't even notice the fluid you had squirted everywhere.

as you came back down from your high you realized your boyfriends thrusts had came to an abrupt end. "w-whyd you stop?" you ask, somewhat disappointed. but your boyfriend was looking into your eyes, a cheeky smirk plastered all over his face. "baby- you squirted on me..." he panted out, slowly beginning to buck his hips into your cunt again.you notice the tacky thin layer of liquid painted between your thighs and his lap. you let out a breathy sigh before your boyfriend whispers into your ear.

"y'think you could do that again for me pretty?"

an: the story ive been gatekeeping for like 2-3 days😭😭 SORRY FOR THAT BTW...im very forgetful and i sleep alot😁

or if yall have anyone else in mind let me knowww<3

ngl...i might just post another izzy stradlin one-shot agin because no one really writes for him..what should it be like smut,fluff,angst ? (who else should i write for ?)

Izzy stradlin X fem!reader

words:284

warnings:..step siblings , smut

"Izzy-.it's almost time for dinner." You protested, your voice in a small broken whimper as the lips of your step-brother wrapped around your nipple as the other was being squeezed by a massive hand. "We are having people over.

Pulling back with a small pop, he looked up at you through heavy hazle eyes, greasy black locks framing his face. Ever since the two of you had been messing around behind your family, izzy had become obsessed with your tits. Whether that be playing them while he fucked you, getting a quick squeeze in before everyone came down from breakfast, or his favorite which was sucking them roughly into his mouth for hours.

"I don't give a shit, let me suck your fucking tits for however long I want." He told you, before leaning his head back down to have his lips around your nipple again. He sucked at them hungrily, switching back and forth between each breast.

You knew that ur father , his mother or your step-brothers would be coming to knock on your door any minute, wondering where you were. But the feeling of your panties dampening the more he groaned against your tits, had you not caring about the guests that were soon to arrive.

"Can you touch my.. my pussy.?" You whispered, looking down at him with pleading eyes, needing something more as you practically dry humping him.

His pink lips swollen, izzy laughed taking the palm of his hand to squeezing your hardened nipple. "We've are having people over. It'll have to wait." He smirked, smacking the other one, only to leave you sitting there, panties soaked and a frown.

All because of your step-brother.

an: should inpost a Tom keifer smut? and look i finally postedd after idk how long hope its good <3

Axl Rose Xfem!reader

warnings: smut

words:826

The music was loud, vibrating against the soles of your shoes that bounced against the hardwood floor. The disco ball spun above you, the light ricocheting of the walls, smoke filled the air and your lungs. Your best friend was dancing wildly in front of you, your back pressed to some girl who's hands held you tightly by the waist, your best friend moved closer and placed her hands on your shoulders. The three of you moved in sync, you could feel the eyes of the others around you.

Some looked on in disgust but most looked on in lust, especially Axl. He knew his eyes should be on his girlfriend, your best friend. But he found them wandering to you, letting his eyes roam your body. He had to readjust himself multiple times at the sight of your thick ass pressed tightly to someone's body, he had the urge to replace her with himself but he knew that would cause a shit fight.

"You're looking at the wrong girl" slash tutted, his own eyes drank in your outfit. Neither of the boys could keep their eyes off you, the way your tight black dress hugged every curve of your smooth body. "She's so fucking hot!".

Axl nods in agreement, he can't find the words to say. He's so obsessed with you right now, he can't look away. He's imagining the way you taste, the way you feel, the way you would moan his name when he filled your tight cunt with his cock. "I gotta ask her to dance" slash states, Axl hand is quick to grasp his wrist. Pulling him back down onto the couch, with one look Slash nods understanding you had been marked, even if he already has a girlfriend. No one was to touch Axl Rose's girl.

Your best friend pulls away, holding her hand to her mouth.

Eyes wide she darts out of the crowd, you follow closely behind. You find yourself in the bathroom holding her hair back as she throws her insides up into a ceramic bowl. "I feel like shit".

You let out a laugh and grab a cloth, running it under the cold water you bring it over to your best friend and dab her face. "Let's get you to bed yeah?" She nods and lets you walk her out of the bathroom and down a hall, moments later you're tucking her into Axl's bed and heading back to the party.

Your back on the dance floor, throwing back your drink and getting back into the music. You don't take notice when a body stands behind you, strong hands pulling you close.

You're used to people dancing on you, with you. You didn't mind the attention, you just liked to dance and let loose.

"You look so fucking sexy".

Your heart skips a beat and you're quick to put the voice to the face, his breath is hot on the tip of your ear. You know you should pull away but you let him flatten his palm to your stomach, helping you move your hips against his. "Do you know how fucking hard it's been for me to watch you and not touch you?"

You shake your head, his hands brush down the length of your arms. Lacing his fingers with yours only to pull them up and around his neck, the angle gives him a nice view down your dress. His cock hardens even more within his leather pants , he presses himself tighter against you. You can feel him between your ass cheeks, subconsciously you bend just slightly.

"Naughty girl" he groans, holding tightly onto your waist. He slips one hand up the length of your stomach and palms your breast over your dress, a soft moan slips from your lips. "You like me touching you?"

"Please Ax... I like it" your voice is too quiet over the sound of the music but your body is answering his question. Your hands slip from his neck, bending over even more and placing your hands to your knees.

He clenches his jaw, he could slip his cock out and fuck you right here, infront of everyone. Give them a real good show, let them see your heavy tits bounce as he pounds you on the dance floor. "So desperate for me sweet girl" he chuckles, his fingers lock around your hair and pull you up straight, a sharp sting runs down the back of your neck. He presses your body against his own. He begins walking you out of the dance floor, only a few eyes on the two of you. slash watches on in jealousy, imagining himself behind you instead. "Erin is in your room" you find yourself saying as he walks the two of you down the hall you had been down not too long ago, his chuckle is deep and it vibrates against your back. "Did you hear-"

"I heard you"

He opens the door to his room and pushes you inside, your eyes falling to your best friend who's passed out in the bed.

The dim light from the lamp in the corner casts a shadow of the two of you over her sleeping frame.

You turn quickly but meet his chest, he grips your jaw tightly and your eyes widen at the harshness. "You want to be a slut and let me touch you on the dance floor... well you can be a good little slut and let me fuck you next to your best friend".

You grip his wrist and pull, he chuckles again and pushes you towards the bed, the back of your knees hit the bed and you use all your strength in your calves to stop yourself from falling onto the mattress.

"Are you going to be a good girl?"

Your mind is racing, you've wanted to fuck Axl since you met him. You've always wanted to be in your best friend's shoes, you wanted Axl for yourself. But you let her have him because she called dibs first. "Answer me"

"Yes... I'll be a good girl"

"That's what I thought"

His lips are on yours before you can change your mind, his tongue slipping between your open mouth. Your arms wrap around his neck and pull him closer, he tastes the way you expect him to. Whiskey and cigarettes, it's intoxicating. You can't get enough of him, he also can't get enough of you. His hands are roaming your body, squeezing and kneading the flesh of your hips. In one swift movement he yanks the top of your dress down, your breasts spill out in an almost slow motion movement. "So fucking perfect".

He grabs a handful and kneads, pinching and rubbing your hardened nipple between his fingers. Your back arches pushing your chest closer to him, his mouth envelopes your nipple. "Oh fuck"

Your legs turn to jelly and your bum hits the mattress, your body frozen as your best friend turns in her sleep. Axl doesn't let up his assaults on your tits, his face buried between the two. Your heart is racing, scared she will wake up and catch the two of you. "Don't worry about her... look at me".

You turn your head, he slips his shirt over his head. Your fingers are running down the length of his stomach, staring at his hard pecs. "Like what you see?"

"So much. I like it so fucking much"

His palm meets your throat and he pulls up from the bed.

"Shit.. I knew I should have fucked you when I met you"

He drops his hand from your throat and steps back, unzipping his shorts as his eyes roam your body. You're not sure where this new found confidence comes from, you're pushing the thought of your best friend to the back of your mind. Stepping over you sit on the ottoman at the end of the bed, scootching back just enough.

"What are you doing?" He questions, he's standing naked and proud in front of you.

Watching every movement you make, his cock is hard and bobbing as he steps towards you. "Touch me".

You part your knees dropping your legs wide, his eyes zone in on your wet pussy. "Fucking hell".

He can't believe the sight in front of him, he's sure he's died and gone to heaven. Your pussy is perfect, arousal leaks from your tight hole. He drops to his knees in front of you when you reach down and spread your lips for him, his hand gripping your wrist before you can push a finger in. "Your going to fucking kill me".

He's breathing in the scent of your cunt, pressing the palms of his hands to the back of your thighs and pushing them to your chest. Your breasts pressed tightly against your legs, both holes staring him in the face. You clench when he flattens his tongue out and runs it up the length of your pussy. "Holy fucking... SHIT!" You cry out, head thrown back as he devours your pussy. He's sucking hard on your clit, pushing two of his large fingers inside of your hole. "Oh god Ax... so fucking good.. yes oh yes just like that!"

He pushes in a third finger, spreading you wide for him. Your arousal coats his lips and hands, it's everywhere, you're making such a mess on him. His cock is throbbing, pre cum stains the floor, his fingers are pounding in and out of you with such force your back hits the mattress and causes your

best friend to stir again. "Yes yes oh yes harder.. fuck! Ax I need your cock. please please give me your cock" your begging, tears are spilling from your eyes.

"Such a needy little slut... can't be patient can you"

"No no I can't Axl, please... I need you"

With one swift moment he's pulling you down onto his cock, he's stretching you wide. An almost burning sensation hits you but is quickly swept away with the rough thrust of his hips. He wraps an arm around your waist and brings you up to the bed, your eyes meeting your best friends closed ones.

"Look at me"

His hips thrust deep and hard, your brain feels like it's floating in water "I said look at me!"

He grabs your chin and pulls your head, you stare up at him as he fucks you into the mattress. You reach up to hold onto his shoulder blades "fuck Ax... you feel so good".

"That's it sweet girl... taking my cock so well. Your pussy is mine. Do you understand me? Mine... your mine."

"I'm yours Ax....only yours.."

"That's right... fucking your best friends boyfriend hmm, how are you gonna tell her? How are you gonna tell her l only want this pussy and not hers"

The bed shakes under you, your breasts pressed firmly against his chest. He pulls out of you and spins you around, nudging his knee between your legs. You lean down on your elbows and push your bum out for him, he slips back inside of you. "Should we wake her?"

You shake your head, biting down on your lip as he slips into you. His heavy balls hitting against your sensitive clit, he leans over you slightly leaving kisses on your back. "Go on...moan my name into her ear. Wake her up”

Again you shake your head, his fingers pull at your hair until your back meets his chest, one hand palms your breast while the other toys with your clit. "Come on baby girl... I can feel your sweet little cunt clenching around me.. you close?"

"Mhmm"

Your cock drunk, arousal soaks your inner thighs and the bed. The sound of your skin slapping fills the room and your gobsmacked it hasn't woken her up yet, you can't hold onto your moans anymore. He's pounding your sweet post so hard you're sure you'll squirt. "Fuck your doing so well.. a little louder".

Your toes are curling, body sweating, the familiar white spots appear in your vision. The butterflies in your belly are fighting hard, you are squeezing so tight around him he pushes you back down onto the bed.

Pressing the side of your face into the mattress as you cum around him. Your screams and moans are muffled by the duvet, your body shakes as he chases his relief. He's quick to pull out of you and cum on your ass, clenching your hips as he jerks the last of his cum out.

Your body trembles as your orgasm begins to fade and the realization of what just happened settles in, you notice your hand is holding onto your best friend's leg and she still hasn't woken.

"What the fuck did I just do".

A/N: i never know who to write about anymore

Axl Rose x fem!reader

warnings:Smut

words:75

" Ax 's too much.." you squirmed as you feel his pace getting faster it brings pleasure to you but at the same time you are suffering from overstimulation.

"stop complaining so much" he remarked as he removed your hand from his stomach as you tried to slow him down by pushing him.

His groans grow louder all you can do is enjoy this. You do love when Axl takes his anger out of you dicking you down to this mattress like he wouldn't worry about you after this.

look at me finally postingggg.

not much but i'll post one thats wayyy longer tomorrow who should it be about?

Izzy stradlin X fem!reader

warnings: smut,cheating

words:325

Your best friend was passed out right next to you, drunk off too many glasses. She had always been a heavy sleeper and it had annoyed you how hard she was to wake up. That was before you had her boyfriend’s huge dick inside you. It almost hurt how big he was, stretching your cunt out as his massive hands guided your hips up and down.

“That’s a good little slut. How does that big dick feel?” izzy's voice low as he looked at you with hazel eyes that were completely darkened. You knew this was wrong, you were being a terrible terrible friend. This man though had a chokehold on you though.

“So-.. so big.” You whimpered, your pussy soaking his cock.

Chucking darkly, he slid his hands down to your bare ass. “I’m about to show you how big your best friend’s boyfriend’s dick is.” He whispered, holding you tightly as he started to thrust up into you. You wanted to scream, his massive length hitting your sweet spot with each thrust. You bit your lower lip, tucking your head into his neck as he leaned in towards your ear. “Fucking you raw right next to your best friend. Hmm.. she doesn’t even get that.”

His words were dirty. Wrong as you should feel, all you could think about was how you were about to cum all over his dick. If your best friend didn’t hear the sounds of skin slapping and heavy breathing, she was sure to hear the sounds of your wet cunt.

“I’m a-about.. to cum.” You moan into his neck with a whine to your voice as this man had no signs of slowing down. His pants in your ear, low growls had you clenching down onto his cock.

"You might have to tell your best friend that you are knocked up with my baby.” izzy's voice still in your ear as you felt his cum shoot inside you.

The may I can only write when im bored and its mosly smut😭 but i have keith richards smut in my notes should i post it?

slash xfem!reader reader is Axl's gf

warnings:smut,cheating

words:196

This was so wrong. Your head was cloudy from the alcohol and the music bumping off the walls from the party going on. You looked at yourself in the mirror of the bathroom. Tits spilling out of the tiny pink dress, maybelline lipgloss smeared, face completely fucked out. You couldn’t think straight as your boyfriend’s best friend was demolishing your pussy. You don’t even remember how it got to this, besides Axl was being an asshole from the minute you arrived at the party mixed in with a few shots of Vodka with Duff

“What would Axl think that his girlfriend is getting her shit pounded in by his best friend?” slash's tone, condescending as he pulled all the way out making you whine from the loss of contact. “And acting like a slut when I pull out.” He laughed.

“slash please..” You whimpered pathetically.

His large hand came to your throat, squeezing it tightly as he slammed back into you with full force. Thick dick filling your soaked hole once again making your tummy feel funny. “slash please.” He mocked you like the asshole he was. You loved it though. He put you in check, unlike Axl who would guilt trip you and storm off. He looked so fucking good too. top hat still on his head, shirt lifted up to expose those toned abs as he thrusted into.

“I knew you were a little bimbo slut the moment Axl started dating you. Running around in all those tiny skirts with your ass hanging out. Drooling on a fucking sucker while you bat those pretty eyelashes. You have no idea what you do to me.” His voice making your clench his cock.

“Keep that shit up you are gonna make me blow my load inside you.”

First slash fic how is it

izzy stradlin x fem!reader

warnings: smut

words:246

Izzy stradlin loves it when you go all dumb on him. that sweet spot after your second or third orgasm when your babbling nears incoherent, broken whimpers and whines falling from your mouth as your pretty eyes grow starry and dazed. the point of overstimulation where your mind goes fuzzy and you can’t distinct whether you want him to stop or keep going, so the only intelligible words coming out of you are ‘Izzy’ and ‘please’

oh, he’s so mean about it, too. all mocking pouts and teasing coos against the shell of your ear ‘thought this was what you wanted, sweetheart, hm?’ ‘what was that, baby? couldn’t hear you, you’re gonna need to speak up’

over and over, he’ll curl his fingers up against that spot that has you crying out and clawing at his back, thumb brushing your clit every so often as your shaky thighs close around his wrist. you’re not getting away that easy, though, and of course he parts them once more with a strong hand before clicking his tongue in disapproval.

it’s just something about seeing you like this that sets him off on a power trip— the feel of your wet cunt fluttering around his fingers, pink lips parted and glistening while your eyes roll back into your head. god, don’t get him started on the tear tracks that run down your flushed cheeks. the sight of you begging— no, crying for him has him harder than he’s been in his life.

he’d never admit it, but it’s better any line he could’ve done, satisfies him more than any high he’s been on. it may seem the other way around, but you have Izzy stradlin wrapped around your finger.

First izzy post how is it ? If you want me to write about anyone let me know and if you want fluff angst , or smut ill try my best to write

Thank you!

Another Ron fanart jahsjs I love draw this man

I draw Ron jsjsja I thing he look fine

I haven't seen many draws of him or fics, idk why not, he's so cute n sexy

Bruh--- GET A ROOM KAHDKAJD I love them

KISS???? I SEE A KISS OMG KISSSSSSS

When I tell you I'm on my knees I mean it

Okay but like a threesome with nikki sixx and izzy stradlin or duff mckagan and tommy lee

Man I really need a sub axl rose or sub izzy stradlin

The Moaning Contest (Group x Reader/ Duff McKagan x Reader)

*pic not mine, got it from pinterest, credit to owner*

The Moaning Contest

Group x Reader / Duff McKagan x Reader

Smut/Sad???

WARNINGS: profanities, sexual content, alcohol use

Word Count:1,633

Requested by: @mckaganjams

“hey can i request an x reader with duff where they are playing a game to see who can make the reader moan the loudest?? i feel like it would be super interesting 🥰 (technically it’s a whole group x reader but maybe a duff ending?) xx”

I know this is a bit different than what you requested so I hope that’s okay! I just did what I thought went best with the imagine. Thank you so much for requesting!! I hope this was okay! (btw sorry it took so long for me to post!)

Y/N’s POV:

The microwave beeped and I was snapped out of my daydream. I opened the microwave door and took out the popcorn. The boys had come over tonight to watch movies and hang out. I was going to relax by myself, but then they showed up and I couldn’t tell them no. They had brought a pack of beer with them as what they called a ‘thank you’. I laughed to myself as I walked into the living room with a bowl of popcorn. As I was walking in I heard Slash speaking, “I’ll bet you twenty bucks I can-” He stopped talking when Axl pointed to me. I raised my brow with confusion but Axl looked away. I sat down on the floor next to Steven. I leaned over to him and whispered in his ear, “What were they talking about?” His eyes widened and he looked down. “Uhm..” He scratched the back of his neck, “nothing..don’t worry about it.” I rolled my eyes. “Stevie you can tell me ya know.” He looked at me then back at Axl and Slash. “No I can’t Y/N...sorry.” I smirked. “Alright since you won’t tell me..” I looked over at Izzy. He noticed what I was doing and raised his hands in defense. “I ain’t telling you either Y/N” I huffed and turned around. “So which one of you is gonna tell me why you’re acting weird all of a sudden?” “Well the boys just had an idea.” I turned my head to see Duff smiling at me devilishly. What now? “Alright. What’s the idea?” Axl shifted uncomfortably on the couch and Slash started twiddling his thumbs. “They wanna see which of us can make you moan the loudest.” Instantly I felt my face heat up and I knew I was blushing. “But you guys a-are my uh..m-my friends” My eyes darted between the boys as I swallowed nervously. “It uh...it was just a thought Y/N. None of us like you..uh..like that.” Axl spoke up. I don’t know if it was the beer, or simply the fact that I was bored, but I decided to agree. “Alright.” Slash’s head shot up and he began staring at me. “Alright? You sure I mean we were just jo-” “Yes Slash. Like Axl said it was just a thought. None of us like each other like that. Right?” He nodded his head and a sly smile crept onto his face. “Alright I’m going first.” Axl said. Well that was fast. “Uh sure.” I felt a little nervous, I couldn’t lie. The last time I was intimate with someone was months ago. I had started debating if I should pick up a random guy at a bar for a night. My better judgment told me not to but I wasn’t sure anymore. Axl was now standing in front of me and reached out his hand. I took his hand and followed him to a chair in the middle of the room. “Sit.” I followed his directions and sat in the chair. It wasn’t comfortable. It was a cold, hard, wooden chair. Why do I even have this in here? I watched as Axl sank to his knees in front of me. “Uhm wait….we’re doing this here? But...they’re all watching.” I whispered the last part and Axl laughed. He turned his gaze to the boys, “Ya hear that guys? She’s shy.” I slapped his arm lightly and he looked at me again, rolling his eyes this time. “It’s fine princess we aren’t paying attention.” Steven said. I nodded my head and my attention went back to Axl. “Alright. You sure you wanna do this right?” He whispered. “Yeah I-I’m sure.” He smiled and nodded his head ‘okay’. My palms became a little sweaty and I could feel the blush on my cheeks grow as Axl slowly pulled down my jean shorts. This is actually happening. His fingers brushed my hips as he slid my panties down my legs. I could feel the other guy's eyes on me which just made me even more nervous. I looked up and saw that the only person not looking at me was Duff. He was staring daggers at Axl. Why is he so mad? I didn’t have long to contemplate the matter before I felt Axl’s hands spreading my legs apart. He looked up at me deviously before kissing the insides of my thighs. I gasped when I felt his tongue softly swipe across my clit. Whimpers and gasps were leaving my mouth as if my life depended on it. A loud, pornographic moan escaped my lips when he began softly sucking me. I threw my head back at the sensation before I heard Slash speak up. He cleared his throat, “Ax?” Axl pulled away from me

and looked at Slash. The hand motion Slash made signaled for Axl to hurry up. I giggled a little bit when I heard Axl groan. “Fine.” Axl walked back to the couch and I found myself suddenly very uncomfortable with my nudity. I crossed my legs to prevent anyone from looking, but that didn’t last long when Slash came up to me and spread them apart again. Slash didn’t waste any time. He instantly began rubbing my clit causing a string of whimpers to leave my lips. He used two fingers to touch the wetness in between my legs before sliding in. He began pumping them into me, repeatedly hitting my g-spot. I was a moaning mess as my eyes screwed shut and I, once again, threw my head back. I felt my release wash over me and I moaned loudly as I gripped his hair. “Slash!” I moaned as I finished. He pulled his fingers out of me slowly before standing up and looking at me. I looked over to see the other guys were wide eyed. Duff stood up and walked into the kitchen. What’s with him today? “Uh...here” Steven handed me a box of tissues and I laughed nervously as I smiled at him. “Thanks.” I mumbled before cleaning myself up. I quickly put on my underwear and shorts before looking at Steven and Izzy. “Give me a little bit guys I uh...I gotta check on something.” They nodded their heads and began conversating as I snuck away to the kitchen. I found Duff downing a bottle of vodka and...crying? What the hell? “Hey Duff?” He jumped, obviously startled by my presence, before hurriedly wiping his tears away. “Hey Y/N. What’s wrong? Aren’t you supposed to be in there with those ass holes?” His gaze was on the floor, but I turned his head so he was looking at me. “What’s wrong Duff?” He rolled his eyes and groaned. “Isn’t it obvious?” I tried to think of every reason why he might be upset, but I came up with nothing. “Um..no? I’m sorry. It isn’t your birthday is it? No it’s not February.” “Y/N it killed me watching those guys do that to you.” I couldn’t believe what I heard. Why would he care? There's no way he likes me. I had liked him for longer than I could remember. “Wh-what? Why? It’s not like you-” “I like you Y/N!” His voice was louder, but he didn’t yell. “I know you’ll never like me that’s why I was in here crying like a fucking ten year old.” He mumbled. “I like you too Duff. For the longest time.” He looked at me and smiled, “Really?” I rolled my eyes playfully, “Yes.”

˜”*°•.˜”*°• time skip •°*”˜.•°*”˜

Axl’s POV:

I was sitting on the couch with Slash, listening to Izzy and Steven argue about what instrument was the best. “Where the fuck did Y/N and Duff go? I wanna find out who gets the twenty dollars you bet.” Slash looked at me and smirked. “Didn’t you hear her? I definitely won.” I rolled my eyes. “Yeah alright whatever you say. I’m going to find her.” He nodded and I got up to go look for her. I checked the kitchen, but she wasn’t there. I did find something though. Y/N’s shirt. What the fuck? I walked back into the living room with Y/N’s shirt hanging on my pointer finger. “Why the hell was this in the kitchen?” The guys looked at me and furrowed their eyebrows. “Uhm...I don’t know.” Steven said quietly. “You don’t think Duff and Y/N…” Izzy trailed off. “Let’s go find out.” All three of the guys followed me up the stairs. As we got closer to the bedroom door we heard moaning. There were also pieces of clothing leading to the door. “Okay yeah time to turn around.” Steven tried walking away but Slash kept him with us. I slowly turned the door knob and inched the door open. On the bed were Duff and Y/N...having sex. I looked back at the boys and smirked. “Axl don’t” Izzy whisper-yelled. “Don’t what?” I whispered back. “Don’t do what I know you’re about to do.” I shrugged and turned my head away from him. “Enjoying yourselves?” I said quite loudly. Duff got off of Y/N and covered them with a blanket. Y/N’s face went completely red and her eyes were wide. “What the fuck Axl?!” Duff yelled. Slash pushed open the door a little more and looked at Y/N. “Forget something?” He asked jokingly as he held up Y/N’s bra. She covered her face with the covers and Slash laughed. I started walking out the door before turning around and looking at Duff. “By the way Duff, you win the twenty bucks. I could hear her from all the way downstairs!”

hEy. So I know I haven’t posted in a while...heh sorry. I will try to post more frequently!! As always have a great day/night and remember YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL! <3 :)