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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
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
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.
hello so im making a gc on snap for rock/metal fans and people should join msg me 😛
Michelle
part 4 (a)
a/n: well ive been putting this off for ages x
warnings: uh idk just read with caution i cant fucking remember, kinda hinted sexual stuff, CLIFFHANGER 🏋🏽♂️
part 3
Weeks had passed. Nothing had happened. Although Izzy was starting to feel used the more he was with Axl. Slash avoided Axl like the plague, but when he couldn't, Axl would show off Izzy in the most intimate ways. From an outsiders perspective, they simply looked like newfound lovers. But in reality, they were never intimate unless Slash was around.
Slash decided to spend all of his time with Nat. She had been going out on dates with Michelle, who Slash still hadn't met. Until today.
Michelle was this tan, curly black haired girl who was much taller than both of them. She was stunning, like a model. "You're Slash?" Michelle asks. He nods. Michelle laughs, "what kind of name is Slash?" He glares at her, was she stupid? Or was she just trying to be irritating?
Slash immediately didn't like her. She had this strange vibe. He didn't like it. "It's a nickname, actually. My name's Saul, but everyone calls me Slash. You will too," he says. Nat gives him a look as if to say 'what are you doing?'. Michelle gives him a strange look, "I will too?" She asks. Slash nods, "only people I'm close with call me Saul." Slash states, quite bluntly, but he doesn't care. There's something off about this woman.
Throughout their lunch period, Slash notices several things wrong with Michelle. They were in a secluded area, so they didn't have to hide from anyone.
Multiple times, Nat tried to kiss Michelle, and each time, it ended up as a peck on the cheek, seemingly by accident. Slash knew better.
Nat would try to hold her hand or put her arm around her, and Michelle would come up with a different excuse to get up momentarily.
Michelle had mentioned all of her past ex boyfriends. Boyfriends. Not a single girlfriend.
Michelle was friends with some of the most popular people in school, including the two guys who had attacked Slash after he was outed.
When lunch was over, Michelle hurried off way too quickly for Slash's liking. "What the fuck is wrong with you?!" Nat asks, punching him in the arm. Slash lets out a pained sound, "Owwwhat?!" He glares at her, rubbing his arm. "You were so rude to her! What was that about?!" She looked genuinely angry at him, which worried him. She was completely manipulated by this girl.
Slash sighs, deciding to tell her the truth, "I don't trust her, Nat." She glares at him, "what do you mean? You only just met her!" Slash groans, "She had an off vibe! There's something she's hiding, something she's keeping from you! I mean, did you not see how many times she shot you down when you tried to hold hands, or kiss, or hug, or do anything remotely couple like?" Nat sighs, "she's new to the school! She doesn't know it like we do. She was probably scared of getting caught!"
Slash takes a deep breath, "just be careful around her, please? She's friends with the most popular people in school so just be careful, okay?" Nat rolls her eyes, "fine." She decides to tell him what he wants to hear, even with no real intention of 'being careful'.
Nat hurries off to class before he can say anything else. Slash sighs. He turns around to go to his own class and bumps into Izzy. He panics slightly and mentally prepares himself for a scene in front of everyone. Instead, Izzy looks at him, "hey, sorry man. Didn't see you turning," he shrugs and walks on. He wasn't trying to be rude and Slash could tell.
Slash follows him with his eyes. Izzy seemed like a genuinely nice, laid-back guy who he could probably get along with well. The only problem was Axl. Izzy was being used. Slash almost felt bad for him until he saw Axl grabbing him once again in suggestive ways to piss Slash off and still keep their relationship hidden.
Slash stands there staring at them. For some reason, this particular moment really angered him.
Izzy smiled nervously at Axl and said something to him before walking off to class. Axl starts walking in a different direction. Slash decides to follow him, knowing he was skipping his last two classes of the day.
They get to the tree when Slash loses his temper, "what the fuck is wrong with you!? What are you trying to do!?" Axl stops and turns to look at him, "you creep, did you follow me here?" Slash nods, "yeah, I did. I'm sick of this. Why are you using that guy? What's he done to you? Nothing! You're just trying to piss me off! You're hurt because of what I said and did, and I get that, but that doesn't mean you get to use someone else! He's a person too, and he seems like a genuinely nice guy, and he doesn't deserve to be absolutely flat out miserable with you, knowing he means nothing to you! And what's worse is i can tell you originally just wanted to hang out with him but for some reason your sick and fucking twisted mind decided he would be the perfect 'thing' to use for the sole purpose of trying to piss me off and it's not fair! It's not fucking fair, Ax!"
Axl stands there, completely dumbfounded. Slash storms off before letting Axl reply. He walks around for a while before realising he hasn't eaten. He walks to Natalie's dad's diner to get food. He stays there until the end of the school day before walking back to school because he still wants to take Nat home.
He sees her walking hurriedly to the gate and grabs her arm, "hey, where are you going?" She looks up at him, "home?" Slash glares at her, "why are you in such a rush?"
"I'm meeting Michelle at her place. I need to go home and get ready!" She exclaims, Slash sighs, "alright, well, let me give you a ride, yeah?" Nat nods, "okay."
Slash gives her a ride back to her place and waits while she gets herself dolled up, then drops her off at Michelle's. He watches her walk in with the worst anxiety. Somethings not right.
For the first time, Michelle and Nat actually share a kiss. Which quickly turns into a heavy makeout session. And then stripping. But only Nat. But she doesn't realise. Michelle does everything she can to turn her into a worked up and excited mess.
She has her layer out, 'ready for her'. It's gonna happen, Nat thinks to herself. Michelle excuses herself to grab something that she claims is very important, which only fuels her excitement. After a while, she comes back.
"Is that a camera..?"
i fr just need to lock in and finish the slaxl fic ffs
how would we feel abt ian malcolm/jeff goldblum characters fics ☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️ (send requests pls i beg)
forgot i was writing the slaxl fic tbh.
so ive been sick... 😰
i start writing again now
does anyone else fw weekend at bernies ;-;
k so im gonna pretend like writing slaxl isnt embarrassing. i kinda really wanna turn that angst oneshot into like a big story (ive alr started writing part 2...). but ive thought of two different versions and ones really depressing and doesnt end well and the other does and idk which one to write
also can u all start sending me more requests i have severe writers block 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻
so based on my inbox im guessing you guys want more subby slash 🤔🤔🤔🤔
im working on two specific ideas rn but i swear i am doing more subby slash too i promise 😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊 ill try get these older requests done asap tbh i lowk forgot i had a tumblr acc 💀
good boy
warnings: weed, high sex, oral (f receiving), handjob x, praise, subby slash :3
a/n: hes actually a little bitch
enjoy ★
It was a Saturday night, and you were at home, waiting for your food to be delivered and watching TV. You were taking a break from going out and drinking and partying and having sex with whatever rockstar you could. You get up when there's a knock on your door, thinking it was your food.
You open the door, "Slash?"
He smiles nervously. You had never seen him this nervous before. "H-hey, um, sorry for just showing up," he was barely making eye contact. He must be sober. You shrug and step to the side, "its fine, it's not like im doing much anyway."
He comes in and shuts the door, "you look different," he says whilst taking in your appearance.
You blush and look down. You were in pyjama bottoms and an old t-shirt. Your hair was slightly messy, and you weren't wearing any makeup or perfume. It was the complete opposite of what he was used to. Usually, you were dressed in crop tops and mini skirts or short shorts. "Oh, yeah, um...I just thought I'd stay home tonight and relax," you shrug. He smiles nervously, "yeah, I get it."
You walk back over to your couch and sit down, gesturing him to follow. "So, why'd you come over?" He blushes and stays quiet for a little while, "the first and last time i met you, all we did was fuck, and it was right before a show so I basically left as soon as we were done, and I felt bad about that, because I'm not actually that kind of guy...I tried looking for you after the show but, I couldn't find you anywhere," he pauses and looks up at you, you could tell how nervous he was, which confirmed that he was sober. "I came over because I want to get to know you...whether that leads to just a nice night, us becoming friends, anything. I just know I want to get to know you."
You smile, "Slash, that's so sweet... I wanna get to know you too," he blushes again and smiles nervously. "Slash?" He looks up, "y-yeah?"
You smile sympathetically, "do you want some weed?" He nods almost immediately. You get up and go to your room, looking through your underwear drawer for it. A few minutes later you come back into the livingroom and roll a joint for you to share.
As he gets high, he gets less nervous, and the two of you spend the night talking about yourselves and getting to know one another, the weed making you tell more personal things than you normally would. You could tell, though, that you could be comfortable around him. That he wouldn't judge you. You felt safe with him.
You spend the night talking and laughing over stupid shit and sharing the food you ordered. A bit into the night, you start noticing him shifting uncomfortably every now and then.
You look down and notice the bulge growing in his pants. You giggle a little, "uh, do you want some help?"
He blushes, "shit, I'm sorry...weed tends to -" he trails off when he notices you moving closer to him. You get up and straddle him, "keep talking" He lets out a quiet whimper, thinking you didn't hear. He clears his throat, "weed makes me sensitive," he mumbles. You look down at him, then start to kiss down his neck.
He whines softly, "... fuck."
You look up at him and lean down to kiss him. He immediately melts into the kiss, his hands finding your waist. You and Slash had slept together before, and he was usually rough. But this time, his touch was so gentle, delicate, almost as if he was afraid to touch you.
You pull away and look down at him, "don't be shy..." He looks up, "but I am," his voice is almost a whisper. You smile and bring a hand down to his stomach. His breath hitches.
You pull his hard cock out of his leather pants, knowing he never wore underwear. He leans his head back and lets out a shaky breath.
You start to move your hand slowly, feeling him twitch in your hand. He lets out a soft whine. You stop and look up at him. The sounds he would make when the two of you had sex were always low moans, groans and grunts. This was different.
You start to move your hand again at a quicker pace. He moans, but it was much higher and whinier than what you had heard before. His hand moves to your thigh, "f-fuck," he squirms as you move your hand faster. You look down at him. He looks right back up at you with the neediest little look.
He keeps staring up at you, squirming and whining while you move your hand faster, "you gonna cum?" He nods, "close, close, hah- please- I'm so close," he moans loudly, much higher pitched than you had heard before.
"Go on," you smile down at him. His back arches slightly and his eyes roll back as he cums all over your hand. You keep moving your hand at the same speed, feeling him twitch.
When you stop, you get off his lap and sit beside him. You look up at him, "on your knees."
He doesn't hesitate and immediately gets off the couch and settles between your legs on the floor. He pulls your pyjama pants down, followed by your panties. He looks up at you. You nod, "go ahead..." He starts lapping at your folds, alternating between sucking your clit and sticking his tongue in your hole.
You grab a fistful of his hair, holding him down. You were practically riding his face, moaning out random praises. "Fuck, don't stop!" He starts sucking on your clit and sticks two fingers inside you, pumping them in and out. You moan slightly louder, "oh fuck, that's it, good boy," he whines, sending vibrations through your body.
You look down at him and see him staring up at you through his eyelashes, "yeah? You like that?" He moans against your clit, sending more vibrations through your body. "Fuck- hah- don't stop!" You cry out louder as you squirt all over his face.
When he pulls away, you pull him up, "you're such a good boy," he whines again. You lean in and kiss him, then pull away.
You both realise you're not entirely sure what to do now. "So...do you wanna stay over...?" You ask awkwardly. He smiles and nods, pulling you close and kissing you again. He was clearly more comfortable now.
hes gonna take it like a good boy
daddy 🎀
a/n: i sort of rushed this and idk if the smut is good or not...now that ive done a daddy slash fic. subby slash (aka biblically accurate slash) comes next 😈 enjoy ★
warnings: smut, thigh riding, fingering (f receiving), daddy kink, age gap, overstim, praise, aftercare :3
You and London were friends. You were best friends, you knew each other because his dad, Slash, was best friends with your dad, Duff and you had been friends your whole lives. You and London hung out all the time, sometimes at your place with your sisters, Grace, and Mae, other times at his place where you would see Slash.
Slash would always welcome you into his home, and he would comfort you during the few times something made you upset around him. He took care of you. You couldn't deny your crush on Slash, but he was way older, so you tried your best to ignore it.
You were at London's, and you were both in his room watching a movie. This was quite a regular occurance. You would always plan to do something exciting, only to stay in eating take-out and watching movies.
Eventually, he started to get tired, so he turned it off and went to sleep.
Like always, he told you you could sleep in his bed with him or in the guest room. Neither of you minded which. You were both comfortable enough with each other that sharing a bed wasn't weird, and sometimes you both just preferred your own space, and neither of you were afraid to admit that.
Tonight, you were too lazy to go to the guest bedroom, but that became a problem when you couldn't sleep. You tossed and turned for hours. So much London had to kick you.
At around 2am, you decided to get up and go downstairs, thinking Slash would be asleep. Even so, you still tried to be quiet going down. You got to the bottom and went towards the living room. The living room didn't have a door, but a doorframe that was maybe slightly bigger than two doors.
All the lights were out, the only light coming from a movie playing in the living room. Slash was awake. You panic internally and decide to turn back and go back upstairs, but Slash had already heard the floorboards creaking.
"Y/N?" He calls out quietly. You shuffle into the room nervously. He looks up at you, seeming unbothered, "what'cha doing up so late?" You mumble, "...couldn't sleep."
He doesn't reply. Instead, he just pats the seat beside him, silently inviting you to watch the rest of the movie with him. You sat down nervously, keeping a distance between you. You both sit silently for a while, just watching the movie. You had been moving slightly closer to him until your shoulders were touching. He noticed, but he didn't say anything at first. He just wrapped an arm around you.
You felt your face heat up. You looked up at him. His focus was on the movie.
Suddenly, you felt a wave of confidence. You didn't care that he was older. You didn't care that he was your best friends dad. You didn't care that he was your dads best friend. You wanted him. More than anything.
You get up from where you were sitting and sit on his lap, facing him. His hands immediately go to your waist. He looks up at you, "what'cha doing, princess?" You felt butterflies in your stomach. It took every ounce of courage in you to keep going and not break down crying from embarrassment.
"please..."
You barely mumble, but it was enough for Slash. His hand slid into your shorts, brushing against your clit through your panties. You gasp, digging your nails into his shoulders slightly. He pulls your shorts and panties down. You lift your hips to help him get them off, and he throws them carelessly on the floor when he does. He spreads his legs slightly so youre sitting on his thigh.
You slowly start grinding against his thigh, digging your nails into his shoulders harder. His hands still on your waist help you grind harder against him. He thrusts his knee up in time with your grinds.
He watches as moans and whimpers spill out of you, "so pretty, just for me," he coos.
You bury your face in the crook of his neck, "fuck, feels so good!" You moan. He brings a hand down and starts playing with your clit. Your legs start shaking. He smirks, "gonna be a good girl and cum for daddy?" You moan loudly, "fuck, yes! Oh fuck I'm gonna cum!" He kisses your neck, "yeah? gonna cum for daddy?" He slides two fingers into your needy hole, thrusting them in and out, matching your grinds.
Your back arches, and you moan even louder, "fuck, daddy- hah- I-i can't take it! I'm-i'm gonna cum!" He moves his fingers faster, watching you come completely undone by him, "cum for me baby, show me how much you love it."
Your eyes roll back as you cum, soaking his jeans and babbling random begs and pleas. He keeps rubbing your clit in circles, milking your orgasm, "thats it, good girl." You feel yourself twitching from the overstimulation, "fuck! please, daddy!"
Once you come down from your high, your body relaxes. He pulls his fingers out of you and licks them clean, "you taste heavenly, princess." You whine in response. He brings his hand down, flicking your clit every now and then just to hear you whimper or see your body twitch.
After letting you catch your breath, he stands up, keeping a grip on you. Your legs wrap around his waist, and your arms around his neck. He grabs your shorts and panties and carries you up to his bedroom. He throws your panties in the laundry basket and gently lays you down on the bed. "What're you doing?" He looks at you, confused, "I'm taking care of you, darling. What else?" You furrow your eyebrows, "but why?"
He chuckles, "I might be older than you, but I'm no stranger to aftercare, sweetheart," he says as he walks into his en suite bathroom. You hear the tap running, and then it goes silent. He comes back into the room with a damp cloth in his hands. He comes over to you and gently cleans the mess between your legs. You shudder slightly at the coldness.
He slides your shorts back on. You smile tiredly. He pulls the covers around you and kisses your forhead. "You need anything?" You shake your head.
He changes out of his clothes and into boxers and an old t-shirt. He gets into bed beside you. He pulls you close, and you inhale, taking in his scent. Really, he just smelt like the cologne he wore, but you found it intoxicating. You made a mental note to try and steal the t-shirt he was currently wearing before you went home.
You feel yourself getting tired, but then the events of tonight start replaying in your head. How good he made you feel, how warm you felt when he started taking care of you- then you get a gut-wrenching feeling. You were falling for him. Was this bad? Was this wrong? You can't have a relationship with him. Right...? What would people think? What would London think? What would your dad think? You clear your head for now, realising that Slash most likely thought of this as a one-time thing. You close your eyes and slowly drift off.
Hii I love your fics and I am not sure if I already asked you for one but I wanted a fic where slash is taking care of you while your pregnant or something like that I want it a smut and fluff please
(You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to) thank you!!
a/n: can you tell i started to rush the smut near the end?....should i do a slash being the best dad ever fic?? i can so see him as a girl dad tbh... the smut part probably isnt really what you wanted tbh but its the best i could do bc having sex while ur pregnant freaks me out but i didnt wanna get rid of the smut completely cuz boring so i found a loophole enjoy ★
warnings: drunk sex, oral (f receiving), fingering (f receiving), anal sex 😛, multiple orgasms, breeding kink, slight begging?
You sigh as you walk into the livingroom. You were 5½ months pregnant, and it wasn't easy. Your boyfriend, Slash, looks up at you from the couch, "what's wrong?" You frown, "I'm so sick of being pregnant!"
Slash sighs and gently pulls you down onto the couch. He looks at you, "is your stomach heavy?" You pout and nod. He frowns, "I'm sorry, baby... but think about this, you only have about 2½ months left, and then you'll get to hold your baby," he smiles, "is that not something to be excited about?"
You sigh. He had a point. You were undoubtedly excited to hold your baby. He could tell you were still upset and in pain, though. He leans closer and rests his chin on your shoulder, "remember how this happened?" He smirks. Your face goes bright as you think about the last time you had sex.
6 months earlier...
You and Slash had just gotten home from a night out, and you were both pretty drunk. You couldn't stop giggling.
Slash presses you against the front door and starts kissing you. You keep giggling against his lips, but then melt against him and wrap your arms around his neck.
He kisses your jaw and down your neck, biting and sucking slightly. You hum and your hips buck slightly. He puts his knee between your legs for you to grind on. You moan softly, and he grabs your hips. He picks you up and you wrap your legs around his waist.
He carries you into the kitchen and sets you on top of the island in the middle of the kitchen. He pushes your miniskirt up around your hips, then looks up at you, "feeling brave, are we?" He asks teasingly after seeing you weren't wearing panties. You smile, "a little..." Slash gets down on his knees and starts lapping at your folds. You gasp and moan, grabbing a fistful of his hair. He grips your thighs, spreading them a little more as he flicks your clit with his tongue.
Your moans get louder, and you start grinding against his face. He takes a hand off your thigh and pushes two fingers inside, sucking on your clit. You gasp shakily, "fuck! Slash, please, don't- don't stop!" Your moans get louder and needier as he works his fingers in and out of you faster. You tilt your head back and hold his head down as you squirt all over his face.
He stands up and wipes his face with the hem of his shirt. You grab his shirt and pull it off. He lifts you off the counter and turns you around, bending you over the counter. You gasp at the cold surface against your stomach.
Slash pulls your crop top over your head and tosses it somewhere in the kitchen, and finds you weren't wearing a bra either. He brings his hands around and grabs your tits, squeezing and pinching them. He leans down and starts kissing your neck and down your back.
He pulls his pants down, stroking his already hard cock. He grabs your ass and shoves into you. You moan loudly. He starts thrusting at an already fast pace, "I love how responsive you are, baby," he coos. Your hands move around the counter, desperately looking for something to grab, "fuck! Slash, hah- please!" You moan, not really sure what youre asking for.
Slash smirks and grabs your wrists, holding them behind your back as he thrusts into you faster. He leans down and whispers in your ear, "you gonna cum for me, baby?"
You squeeze your eyes shut, "yes, yes, fuck! Yes!" Slash grabs your hips tight enough to leave bruises, pulling you against him in time with his thrusts. You feel your legs starting to shake, "I-i'm gonna cum!" He groans, feeling his own release nearing, "cum for me, baby," he says, tilting his head back as he pulls out and shoots his load all over your ass. You moan louder and louder, arching your back and feeling your eyes roll as you squirt down the island.
Slash gently lifts you and starts carrying you to your bedroom. Usually, this would be as far as you could go, and now would be the time Slash took to take care of you and put you to bed. But now, you wanted more.
You start kissing his neck, biting and sucking gently as he carries you to your room. Slash smirks, "what'cha' doing, sweetheart?" You don't reply and keep kissing him. He sets you down on the bed, "I'm not fucking you or touching you again, darling. You're already shaking pretty bad," he coos.
You frown. "Please? I'm still wet..."
Slash groans and pulls you further down the bed by your ankles. You gasp. He leans down, "are you really wet? Are you sure it isn't your cum?" You gaze up at him with pleading eyes, "I'm wet. Please, I want it so bad!" He groans again, feeling his cock getting hard again.
You smile and spread your legs. He leans down and kisses you, then pushes into you. You moan into the kiss, and he slips his tongue past your lips. He starts thrusting at an even faster pace than before.
You start to feel the familiar knot forming in your stomach, a little sooner than expected. You could tell Slash was close too when his thrusts start getting sloppy. You moan loudly, "Slash, fuck! Cum in me! Please!" He lets out a low moan, "yeah? Want me to fill you up? Want me to breed you like a little bitch?" Your eyes roll back as you squirt on his dick, "yes, yes, fuck! Please! Yes! Cum in me, please!"
Slash groans and tilts his head back, burying himself balls deep as he cums inside you. You pant heavily, feeling overstimulated.
He pulls out and turns to walk to the bathroom. You giggle and slap his ass. He turns back to look at you, "did you just slap my ass?" You giggle again, "I might've..." He sighs and chuckles as he walks to the bathroom.
You're pulled from your thoughts as you feel something in your stomach. You gasp, "oh- oh! Slash!" He looks at you, startled, "What!? What!? Are you okay!?" You nod, "the baby! It's kicking!" He moves closer, "Really!?" He places a hand on your stomach to feel the baby kicking, "wow, it's kicking pretty hard," he says, then kisses your cheek. You smile and lean into him.
Slash gently wraps his arms around you and pulls you against him. "You feeling okay?" You shrug, "well, my stomach still feels heavy," he chuckles, "well that's expected. Other than that, are you doing okay?"
You nod and nuzzle your face into his chest, "yeah...I think I'm gonna take a nap though," you mumble. Slash kisses your forhead, "you wanna go to bed? I'll come with you." You shake your head, "no, I'm comfortable here." He nods and grabs a blanket, draping it over your body.
Slash carefully wraps his arms around you, "sleep tight, baby."
Needy
a/n: im pretty sure this kind of cockwarming like sleeping with someones dick inside u is dangerous and u can get like a yeast infection or something?? so like dont try it xx also this is my first fic and im really just diving in head first w smut and its cringe. enjoy ★
warnings: smut, cockwarming, semi-public, p in v, squirting, hickeys, i dont think theres anything else its sex idk
You woke up from your nap in Slash's bunk in the tour bus. You sit up groggily, then see Slash sitting next to you. He smiles when he sees that you're awake. "Have a nice nap?" You smile and nod, "yeah, although i do miss my own bed," you reply with a slight frown.
Slash leans closer and whispers in your ear, "You know what I'm in the mood for?" You look up at him, "Slash, no! Don't you remember how pissed Axl got last time?" Slash whines, "please? We've been on tour for two months and we haven't had any time together. I'm starting to lose my mind!" You sigh, "I know, but I don't wanna get into trouble again... Axl was really pissed off last time, and it wasn't even because of the noise! We made a huge mess!" Slash frowns and whines.
You knew how needy Slash already was, but when he went a long time without fucking you or getting off, he only got needier.
He sat pouting for a while, then a wide smile spread across his face, "I've got an idea..." You look over at him with a worried look, "oh no..." He moves around the bunk, then starts to take off his pants.
Your eyes widen, "Slash, what the hell are you doing!?" You asked, whisper yelling because you knew the others were asleep. He kicks his pants off and pumps his already hard cock a few times, then looks up at you, "sit on it?" You stare at him as though he were crazy, "are you insane?" Slash frowns, "you don't even have to do anything! Just sit on it and then we can go to sleep! Please?" He was practically begging at this stage.
You sigh, knowing there would be no changing his mind, and besides, you kind of liked the idea too. Even though you weren't as needy as him, you still hadn't been touched in a long time, and this was better than nothing.
"Fine," you say, with a hint of annoyance.
His eyes light up as he watches you pull your shorts off, then your panties. You grab onto his shoulders and lower yourself onto his cock. He grabs your waist, guiding you down. You let out a slightly loud moan, but Slash presses a hand over your mouth, "Baby, you need to be quiet." You gaze up at him and nod.
He takes his hand away when you're fully seated, then he shifts the two of you so that you can both sleep. You look up at him and feel a wave of excitement wash over you as you realise that you're going to sleep with Slash buried deep inside you.
You start giggling. Slash raises an eyebrow, "what's so funny?" You keep giggling, "this." Slash looks down at you, "how is this funny?" He asks, confused. "Because we're not supposed to be doing it." He sighs but smiles, "we aren't making any noise, and we won't make any messes, so we're not doing anything wrong."
Eventually, your giggles start to die down, and Slash falls asleep first with his arm draped over your waist. You stare at his face for a while, admiring how peaceful he looks when he sleeps. Then you hear footsteps, and you panic, pulling the blanket up over the bottom half of both of you.
Axl pulls the curtain of your bunk open and looks down at the two of you. He could tell Slash wasn't wearing pants, and you weren't wearing a top or bra, so he had his suspicions. "What are you two doing?" You look over your shoulder at him, acting innocent, "we're going to sleep? What are you doing?" He glares at you, still not convinced, "why is Slash naked? And why don't you have a top on?"
You roll your eyes at his ridiculous questions, even though he had every right to be suspicious. "I'm too warm, and Slash usually sleeps naked. Is that really shocking?"
Axl glares at both of you for a second, "I guess not, but you better not be doing anything like last time. I like spending my money on stuff for the band, not on trying to get your mess out of the carpet." You roll your eyes again and wave him away, "yeah, yeah, we get it. Now go away!"
Axl sighs and pulls the curtain closed again, then goes to his own bunk. You look back at Slash, who was still asleep. You nuzzle your head into his neck and slowly start to fall asleep.
When the tour was finally finished, the band was on their way back to L.A. Slash was the most excited. The entire journey back, all he could think about was getting off, whether it was with or without you.
When the two of you finally got back home, he practically shoved you inside the house and into the kitchen, not even bothering to lock the door. He lifts you onto the island in the kitchen and starts kissing your jaw and down your neck, "fuck, I've missed you so much..."
You giggle, "I was with you through the whole tour?" He pulls your top and bra off and grabs your chest, "and I didn't get to see these once, or your pretty little pussy." You turn red and laugh nervously, "they're not that great..."
Slash looks up at you, "are you fucking kidding me?" He says, sounding slightly offended. You frown, "what?"
Slash doesn't reply. Instead, he starts unbuttoning your jeans and pulling them down, followed by your panties. You lift your hips slightly to help him. He takes his own leather pants off, pumping his hard cock a few times before lining it up with your entrance.
He pushes into you in one swift motion. You gasp and grab onto his shoulders, "fuck!"
He smirks and starts to slowly thrust into you. He leans forward and starts kissing your neck. You wrap your arms around him, soft whines and moans leaving your lips. He starts to increase the pace, thrusting faster. Your moans start getting louder and needier.
"Fuck! Slash! Please...don't stop, don't stop," you cry out. He reaches down and starts circling your clit with his thumb, "oh baby, I'm not stopping any time soon." You moan louder at the increased pleasure on your clit. Slash leans down and starts sucking on your neck and collarbone, leaving dark purpleish hickeys all over your skin.
The kitchen fills with the sound of your loud moans and Slash's grunts and low moans. You arch your back, feeling yourself getting closer and closer. Slash could tell you were close, feeling your walls tighten around him.
"Fuck! I-I'm gonna cum! Please! Don't stop!" Slash smirks, "cum for me, baby" he says, gripping onto your hips to hold you in place.
You moan loudly, and your eyes roll to the back of your head as you squirt all over his dick. It doesn't take long for him to finish inside you. He pulls out and looks down at you, "you okay, Princess?" You look up at him with lidded eyes and nod lazily. He chuckles softly and picks you up, and carries you to the bathroom.
You rest your head on his shoulder, feeling exhausted and barely able to register being set down on the counter or the cold washcloth between your legs.
Once he's satisfied you're clean, he picks you back up and carries you into your shared bedroom. He sets you down on the bed and goes over to your shared dresser and grabs a clean pair of panties for you, knowing you feel more comfortable wearing them when you go to sleep. He slips them on you, then sits down beside you.
"Are you okay? Do you want any food or water before you go to sleep?" You smile and shake your head. He smiles and kisses your forhead, then pulls you close, "get some rest, darling."