#Duff McKagan Imagine

[duffslut]

Daddy knows better

Modern! Duff McKagan x Reader

My Masterlist.

Word Count: 535

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

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

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

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

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

- Did you like it? - He asked.

- I did. - You answered.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[boizandgurlzinthehouse]

𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝

summary: what are childhood friends-to-lovers for, if not protecting you from your already shitty relationship? word count: 3.196k trigger warning: poorly written details, swearing, mentions of domestic violence, smoking, make-out, i forgot izzy out from the whole oneshot sorry 😭😭😭

the party was on, y/n didn't even know how she and his boyfriend got there. in los angeles, house parties were really common between teens and young adults, and who was y/n to deny a good night?

she and his boyfriend, richard wasn't that good since weeks, when y/n began to go to her childhood friend's, axl and his band, the guns n' roses's rehearsals. at first, he bragged about her not cleaning and cooking when he got home, despite she had a job too, but now, it was full-on jealousy about the band and the guys. at this point, y/n didn't even know why she hold onto the relationship, but it was good to belong to someone than being alone in a big town like los angeles.

"are you gonna hang with those fuckers?" richard asked from her as they went to the door. shaking her head, y/n sniffled annoyed.

"why are you thinking this?"

"because you looked like you planned on it." he answered, opening the door. y/n shrugged her shoulders, looking for the guys.

"you know, i didn't even think about it until you mentioned. but if you insist so much, then maybe i'll do a threesome with axl and slash-" she couldn't even end her sentence as he held her arm, turning her to himself and pulling her close to his face.

"watch out for what you say, bitch! or you can go under the bridge, understand?"

y/n shook his hand off, pointing at him with a stern look.

"fucking stop this, okay? i hope you drink so much that you can't go home."

"you bet." richard said, going to the half-empty bottles to get wasted. it was time to search for her friends, her real friends.

"y/n, sweetheart! hello!" she found steve, hugging him. he was talking with some guys with a drink in his hand.

"good evening, stevie. where are the others?"

"why, am i not good enough for you?" she tried to say something, but steve shook his head, laughing. "i get it, chill. duff just went off with a girl, slash got smack, so i don't know if he's talkative, izzy... i don't know where the fuck he is, but axl said he waited for you."

"axl?" y/n furrowed her eyebrows, making steve snicker and nod.

"yeah. so go search for him for a quickie, until your asshole boyfriend doesn't come after you." steve added, making y/n slap his shoulder as she began to search for axl.

"he's not an asshole."

"if you say so..."

grabbing a bottle, y/n waved to some people she thought she knew, looking for the redhead. she and axl both has born in indiana, she lived on the downside of the street he lived in. once when they were fourteen, axl got in a fight at night with a couple other kids, and y/n helped him with knocking them in the head with a pan. from that moment, axl and y/n often hung out, but when axl got away, y/n tried everything to get to where he was; he called her from los angeles, and in the dead of the night, y/n got on a bus and never went back to indiana. they met each other when y/n was babysitting to get some money, and then she worked in a restaurant as a waitress. she didn't know, but somehow it felt like with axl that she was home; it could be indiana or los angeles, but when she was sitting next to axl and watching tv or sleeping beside him, it felt like she did this always. but of course, she was too afraid to tell this to axl, she knew that boy-girl friendships always went down when the other confessed. she was with richard just to fill up the hole in her heart, and it was cruel, but it was the truth. and knowing this truth, she felt more miserable than ever.

axl was nowhere, and y/n got annoyed at the thought that she was too desperate to talk and party with him. deciding to light a cigarette, she went outside so she could air her head out a little bit. opening the door of the terrace, she banged the door after herself.

"fucking richard..." she muttered, leaning to the handrail.

"hey, princess."

turning her head, she noticed her friend, sitting in the shadow, on the couch that probably has seen better days. smiling, her heartbeat got faster; they saw each other two days ago, but he was as handsome and angelic like always. she was the one who cut axl's bangs before he got arrested the fist time, but when he began to grow is hair, and let it to be long and silky, she fell in love more and more. she couldn't even count the times he sat between her legs, watching the telly while lightning a cigarette and letting her play with his locks. the urge to kiss his head was the strongest, but she even lifted up a strand of hair and kissed it while he was deep into the plot of the show.

"hey, axl!" she wanted to say 'i searched you everywhere', but it was too risky.

"sit down, angel." he patted the place beside himself, and who was y/n to deny it? sitting down, she turned to him. "what's up? i haven't seen you since two days."

"did you miss me, axie?"

"i always miss good company." it warmed her heart, but not enough to believe that he said it like she wanted him to mean.

"that's why you just sat here alone, in a dark corner you like to crawl in?"

"maybe i was waiting for some cool faces to pop up."

she didn't wanted to be just some cool face. she wanted to be the 'best' face, the one that axl thought about why isn't she here, the one people you always search for in a big crowd. or the one you get away from a party when it ends, to wash off each other's makeup and lie down on the bed to sleep in each other's arms.

"bet. well, i'm fine, working, going out... something like this."

"and richard? what's up with richard?" it was a cardinal topic between them; sure she talked with the rest of the band about it too, but axl could blow up just from her, telling that they were fighting.

"what's up with him? he's okay, we're okay."

"did you two fight?" axl lined up, tossing the ash from his cigarette he was blowing. why did he care so much?

"why? axl, what's up? let's talk about something else."

"nothing, i was just thinking about things."

"nah, then tell me. your thoughts are always interesting."

"are you mocking me now, angel?" the way he said angel seriously did things to her. y/n dreamed about axl calling her angel every time she was cooking dinner for themselves, or drawing her close when they were ready to sleep. or just say that she's an angel between two moans as he dragged the third orgasm while riding him on this couch. "i was just thinking about butchering your boyfriend and bury him in his garden."

"what?" y/n snickered, covering her lips with her hand. imagining as axl and the other four was digging a hole in the garden in the dead of the night, with richard's body beside them in a black bag was somehow both funny and creepy. "why, what did he do?"

"he took you away from me."

what?

"what?" y/n stopped in her motion, looking at him. axl looked at the ground, sighing.

"you can't tell me with a pure heart y/n, that you are happy beside him."

"well, we have some arguments, but it's okay, we're--"

"he hit you." he stated, looking in front of himself as she wasn't even there.

"what?! axl, i swear he's not a monster!" she yelled. well, it was true, but why did he have to bring up?"

"believe me, i know an abused people when i see one. and you didn't hide well the bruise on your side the last time you were changing in my room."

"you got nothing to do with it." y/n protested, ready to stand up, but her friend suddenly catch her hand, pulling her back. grabbing her face with his hands, she looked deeply into her eyes.

"yes, i got to do. i broke down at home, that's why i got away, and i'm not gonna wait until you get into hospital, or you call me up at 2am, crying that you're bleeding. i'm not gonna wait until you self-harm, until you don't know where to got, until you have to walk on eggshells at home, where all your job is to be comfortable."

"axl, it's--"

"you are fucking precious, y/n. i know you don't think about yourself like this, but you seriously can light up a room when you step into one. you were the reason i survived for so long despite i was arrested several times, and you were the reason why i began to play music here in los angeles, so you could come after me and we could do some good things together. you were the first one who protected e in my life, on that night, when you fucking ran out and began to swing that pan, it's ridiculous when we talk about that, but back there i could never thank you enough times for what you did. you care about me, you think about me, and maybe i'm too fucking selfish to let you go down and lose yourself."

tears began to well up in her eyes, axl let go her face, brushing her hair.

"do you mean this, axl?"

"i mean every single word, you never have to doubt me. you don't have to feel bad about asking for help, and if you ask, please, may i be the first who you ask."

"i don't want to bother you, axie... you got big things to do, you'll be famous, and i don't want you to stress about my things." she sniffled, closing her eyes.

"never say that, angel. no band can be more important than you. i didn't say these things to crawl under your skin, to tear you away from your love, but i don't want you to get hurt. love doesn't hurt, and..."

"and?"

"i can't say this."

"axie, please." she pleaded, looking for his eyes with hers. her eyes eat up his looks.

"i'd be much more chilled if you came home with me, and then tomorrow i call the guys and go to richard's and your rent. you can pack your stuff in peace, duff has a car, so we can bring your stuff to me, or any guy you want."

y/n hold his face, tilted her forehead to his, tapping his cheek with her thumb.

"i believe that you got scared, axl. and you don't manipulate, you just say the things you see. you are too much of a trouble to manipulate." at that, axl rolled his eyes, making her giggle.

"i know i'm not the best person to live with, but i'd never lift a hand upon anybody i love. i'd never dare to do that, okay?"

"i know that, baby. if you and the guys can come tomorrow, i'll break up with richard."

"did i convince you that good?"

"yes... well, no. it's just... i dated him just to be with someone. the man i want to be with probably never would think of me as a lover."

"than he's a big idiot." by that, she knew she can risk it.

"yeah... and he's sitting right in front of me."

after seconds of silence, axl leaned away.

"fuck, that's me!"

"wow, sherlock!" y/n laughed.

"you really love me?"

"yeah, is it that unbelievable?" y/n leaned her head on his shoulder.

"how could anybody like you being in love with me, angel?" axl whispered, lightning a cigarette.

"i'm not better than you, axie. but i'm glad you like me too."

"i'm not just liking you, i fucking love you. and if my band fulfill my expectations, you'll come with me everywhere and you'll live like a queen." he stated, rolling one of her strands between his fingers.

"i'm going to be a burden when y'all want to tour the whole world."

"fucking not, y/n. you deserve to be treated well, and if i can give you that, i'm sure as hell will. i wouldn't say that if you weren't an angel."

"i'm not an angel." she whispered. "i just love you."

turning to him, axl wrapped his hands around her waist, placing her legs on his lap. pulling her to himself, y/n pulled him closer to herself to kiss him. the way he hold her made her knees go weak, brushing the back of his neck as his tongue danced with hers. she bit into his lips, making axl whine.

"so nasty, aren't we angel?" he asked as they parted, making her kiss him again, licking her palate. "god, you are so soft."

richard was nowhere to be found when y/n grabbed into axl's arm to go home.

duff was driving the car the next morning, slash sat on the passenger's seat, steve, y/n and axl sat in the back of the car.

"you sure he's not home?" duff asked, pulling down on the road as y/n told him.

"yeah, he's working now, and his shift ends at 7pm."

"i'd beat that woman-abuser bloke even if he was home." slash said, blowing out the cigarette smoke. y/n's legs were shaking, axl tried to calm her by placing his hand on her thigh.

"don't be nervous, angel, it's gonna be alright."

"yeah, he probably wouldn't dare to stand up to the four of us." steve added, smiling at her. when they arrived, duff nodded with his head in the direction of richard's house.

"i'll make it quick." y/n said, but she stopped in her movements when she saw duff opening the trunk, getting out a baseball bat and a crowbar, giving it to slash. "guys, i don't think it will be necessary."

"it's better be safe than sorry." axl told her, wrapping his arm around her shoulder. duff and slash stood by the door as they stepped in.

"can i watch the telly?" steven asked, sitting down on the couch. y/n nodded, climbing up on the stairs.

"of course!"

while y/n packed her stuff, axl opened the drawer, finding her underwear. he tutted, grabbing one of her pink bralette.

"is this beauty yours, princess?" he asked smirking, laughing when y/n catch out from his hand while blushing like a crab.

"don't touch my stuff!" y/n threw that drawer's contain in her bag, but when she began to collect her makeup from the dressing table, she felt axl's chest pressing to her back, his lips licked her ears, grabbing her waist, brushing her ribs.

"i respect that you want to cause me surprises." axl muttered, making her whine as he bucked his hips into her backside.

"baby, i gotta... i gotta pack my things before richard comes home..." trying to form coherent sentences, she tried to hold down axl's hands, but it was gasoline on fire; he turned her to sit her up on the table, tossing down the lipsticks and her brushes.

"i thought you wanna make richard jealous..." he whispered, licking her lips.

"i just don't want you to get arrested for physical violence."

"how caring you are, princess. i'll let you go if you give me one kiss."

"only one?" she giggled, making axl roll his eyes. giving him a sloppy kiss, y/n perched down from the dressing table, tossing all her makeup into her linen bag.

"you done, angel?" he asked, seeing her zipping her bag. y/n nodded, ready to bend down to grab it, but axl was faster, carrying it down the stairs. steven still sat on the couch, watching thundarr the barbarian while munching on some chips.

out of nowhere, y/n heard a car's braking sound. looking out on the window, she saw richard's car.

"fuck, it's can't be possible! i knew he's working, then why--"

"don't worry y/n, there won't be a problem." duff said, tossing down the cigarette to the patio, holding the baseball bat.

"please don't beat him up!" she pleaded axl, but richard was on his way to the door.

"what the fuck is going on?! y/n, can you just explain what the fuck are you and these assholes doing?"

"she's moving out, that's what we're doing, asshole." slash replied.

"what the hell are those... things in your hands?" richard asked back, trying to enter the door, but slash blocked it with the crowbar. "would you please let me into my fucking house to talk with my fucking girlfriend?"

"nuh-uh. she comes out, then you go in."

"y/n, what the fuck?!" richard screamed.

"i'm dumping you, richard. i've just collected my things to move out."

"and if you let us, we'll disappear before you could blink twice." axl added. richard noticed him, laughing.

"really, y/n? you go off with this fucking junkie nihilist?"

"his name is axl, and he wouldn't dare to hit me!" she said, stepping out to walk to the car, but he grabbed her arm.

"you're not going anywhere, you'll stay here and we will--"

"you two will what? you'll beat her, huh? you could be, but not on my watch, bro." axl grabbed richard's t-shirt, pulling im close to his face. "if i see you beating another woman again, i'll butcher you up and bury you into your garden, fucker."

peeling his hand off from her's, y/n waited for the guys to go to the car. steven was the last who came out, with the bag of chips in his hand.

"you have a cool telly, man, can we take that too?"

"come on, steve." slash muttered, turning his back to the house. sitting in after placing y/n's stuff and the weapons in the trunk, duff started the engine.

"you'll regret this, y/n! he will throw you away for another whore the next week!" richard yelled, but he only got axl's and duff's middle fingers.

"fuck with your dog or your mother, you motherfucker!" axl said back, making them laugh. y/n hold his hand, gibing a kiss on his neck as they rolled out from the street.

"thank you so much, baby."

"anything for you, angel."

"and what do we get?" slash asked, looking into the rear view. y/n acted like she was deep into her thoughts.

"uhmm... you can take the telly, but only at night. and don't leave fingerprints!"

axl kissed her as steve yelled beside them because of victory. from now on, she knew that they gonna protect each other from anything that gets in their way.

dm or write here for requests! thank your for reading it, love y'all

[thesmokingguns]

Four seasons w/ Duff McKagan

She loved bathing in sun rays and running in the rain. Her heart felt the fullest during a snowstorm that howled away the loud thoughts of her mind. But fall, fall was the reminder that life was short and all things died but fuck was there beauty in that.

Maybe that’s why she dated boys from September to November. Kissing under trees that spilled their leaves like girls spill secrets. Holding hands in haunted houses where shocks of fright made her smile so hard it hurt the next day. Sex on pokey straw in the back of boys pickup trucks who used their fumbling hands to worship her like Sunday surface.

But LA didn’t have all four seasons so instead of getting to live her four lives she lived one. And if was milking her.

Until she met him.

All blonde hair and thinly veiled promises. Sweet reminders of all the season in his cocky shy smile. He gave her all four seasons everytime they were together.

He gave her the burn of the summer on her cheeks when he whispered things to her in back alley ways they used like bedrooms. He reminded her of winter when things between them would get cold and he wouldn’t talk to her on tour, doing things she was sure would break her heart. He thawed her out when he came home again. And broke her all over again in fall.

Love.

All four seasons of it.

[issie-https]

A-Z Headcanons

Axl Rose X Reader Headcanons

A/n: Heyyyy! First HC had to be the A-Z one(duh). Hope you enjoy xoxo

Word count: 1069(lol)

Warnings: SMUT, swearing😋

Masterlist

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A - Aftercare (what they're like after sex)

To be honest, he's not an angel when it comes to aftercare but he's not against it. You wanna cuddle? Sure! Wanna shower or have a bath? Fine. But he's not gonna go over the top with it if we're being real.

B - Body Part (their favorite body part of theirs and their partner's)

Axl's favourite part of himself is his hair or his hips. Have you seen that man shake it like Shakira?! Like, wow! And for his hair, my little strawberry blonde princess adores his hair.

His favourite part of you is your legs. Idk why but I feel like that man would love to see you walk around in short dresses and heels just to see your legs. He also probs loves being in between them😋

C - Cum (anything to do with cum)

DIRTAY MAN! Will cum anywhere on your body and say sum like, "you look like a fucking work of art". Look, cum is a sign of a good orgasm and he likes to make you (and himself) feel GOOOOOD.

D - Dirty Secret (a dirty secret of theirs)

That man has thought about fucking you in every position possible, on every piece of furniture at all times. He wants it all. Missionary on the floor, doggy on the bed, oral on the counter, 69 on the couch. Whatever you can do, he fucking WILL.

E - Experience (how experienced are they)

Very. Nothing more, just very. Sex machine if you will.

F - Favorite Position (self explanatory)

Doggy. Cannot convince me otherwise. He loves pounding into you from behind, slapping ass all day and watching yours and his cum drip down your thighs.

G - Goofy (are they more silly or serious in the moment)

He takes sex very seriously but if youse are both drunk, giggles will be let out at the sloppiness and the fact that on the way to the bedroom, you almost killed each other falling down the stairs.

H - Hair (how well groomed are they)

He trims but doesn't remove. He defo has a slight 80's bush going on but he keeps it clean. No bad smells here. And yes, carpet matches the drapes, maybe a tad darker.

I - Intimacy (how are they during the moment, romantic aspect)

Everyday sex isn't the most romantic thing ever but if it's a special occasion or you want it to be, he can be the most romantic love maker E.V.E.R.!!!

J - Jack Off (masturbation headcanon)

I can see him being into you watching him wank or vise versa but he won't do it unironically. Possibly into phone sex...🫣

K - Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Exhibitionism, slapping, dirty talk, voyeurism, etc. . He likes to show people how good he makes you feel whether it be one of the guys or public sex, he adores it.

L - Location (favorite place to do the do)

As stated above, public, against windows, on worktops, backstage. Wherever he can dick you down, he will.

M - Motivation (what gets them going)

You in general. That man sees you as sex on legs. You wear a certain outfit, boner. You look at him a certain way, boner. You breathe, boner. He worships you in a way.

N - NO (something they won't do, turn offs)

Piss play. Whether it be one of you pissing in or on the other or something like that, he won't do it. He won't judge you but he won't want to do it.

O - Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skills)

WELCOME TO THE JUNGLE. This man goes f e r a l if he is nose deep in your pussy or if he's balls-deep in your throat. Absolute god with his tongue, like H E L L O?!?!

P - Pace (are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual)

Speedy gonzales. Rough in a caring way, if that makes sense. He loves to ravage you. However, if it's baby making sex(because we all know this man was made to be a daddy), sweet and sensual Axl comes out and is caring and slow for Jesus.

Q - Quickie (their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex)

50/50. If it's before a show, it gets his adrenaline going and he calls you his lucky charm. But if he doesn't have to, he won't.

R - Risk (are they game to experiment)

Yeah, I'd say so. But nothing too dangerous like carving names into each other.

S - Stamina (how many rounds can they go for)

I'd say he has pretty high stamina but nothing unmanageable. He can go for 2-4 rounds before he calls it quits for the night(or until nighttime🫣).

T - Toy (do they own toys? Do they use them?)

Hear me out, butt plugs for you, vibrators, handcuffs(probably fluffy leopard ones💀), blindfolds and ropes. He doesn't use them every time but like once or twice a month, he treats himself to a play date😉.

U - Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Tease of the century award goes to...

Axl Rose!

You laugh a little too hard with Duff and he edges you like a madman. He loves leaving you until your legs are shaking, tears have ruined your make up and your just babbling for him to let you cum.

V - Volume (how loud are they)

I WANNA HEAR YOU SCREAM. We've all heard him sing, he is louddddd! Loves to make you scream. He moans, grunts, etc etc until he's lost his voice. Loves making you do the same thing.

W - Wild Card (get a random headcanon)

This man loves to make you squirt. Like, this man lives for it. The harder the orgasm, the more you squirt, the harder he gets.

X - X-Ray (let's see what's going on in those pants)

Not massive, let's be honest. But he's also not tiny. I'm saying 5-7 inches, slight curve to the right. But he knows how to use it, ya know.

Y - Yearning (how high is their sex drive)

Forny hucker. Fuck, horny fucker. This man is hard almost all the time. He's constantly begging for you to suck him or fuck him and if not, he's wanking to your nudes he keeps on Polaroids.

Z - ZZZ (how quickly do they fall asleep afterwards)

You defo fall asleep first but like 20 minutes after you, he's snoring louder than he sings.

[use-your-delusion]

𝐆𝐍𝐑 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐭 <𝟑

𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐑𝐃𝐑𝟐 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞!

Requests are open! Currently I'm only writing for Guns 'N' Roses, and only the 5 OG's, Slash, Duff, Axl, Steven and Izzy. I'll honestly write just about anything, smut or not, but I do love to write good angsty fics or longer fics with more parts to them, rather than just smut oneshots which I see all the time.

Like I said I'm down to write series, imagines, and headcanons or little blurby things like that.

For a request either message me or send in an ask <3

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𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐂𝐫𝐲: You don't cry, you never cry. You've always been the rock for the people around you, and now one night on your cold kitchen floor it's all coming crashing down around you. You thought you could have your breakdown in peace, but as he walks through the front door you realize you've never felt more relieved and embarrassed at the same time before. (3.2K)

➪ 𝐃𝐮𝐟𝐟:

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐁𝐞 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐞: You had given him an ultimatum, and he had made his choice. It took you months to mend, and now as he strolled into your bar with a pretty girl on his arm who wasn't you, you could feel all of your hard work undoing itself. That is, until he taps you on the shoulder with broken eyes and asks if you want to have a cigarette with him.

[sadhornyygirl]

Requested [Fluff like really fluffy , like kicking my feet and giggling like a little school girl]

Duff Mckagan x Reader

@ilylars

Puppy Love

Puppy love playing in the background, it couldn't be more cheesy, but to be honest, cheesy was your thing.

The way he smiles at you from across the room makes your heart beat faster, the way he casually sips your vodka makes them one of a kind for you.

-Y/N, someone wakes you up from your trance

-what it was?? , You say looking at Steven

- You, like a crazy person there, look at the duff

- I'm not, you say, pouting

- You lie very badly, he says, walking away from you with a smile bigger than a Cheshire cat.

You laugh and shake your head

"Someone help me, help me

Help me please

Is the answer up above?

How can I

Oh, how can I ever tell them?

This is not a puppy love

(This is not a puppy love)"

Echoes in the background in Paul Anka's voice

- So I'm not the only one who rips that pretty smile off your face, says the voice that makes your heart race faster

- And who said you can in?? , you make fun of him

He kicks you with his leather boots, and you laugh loud

- Who makes you laugh all night while listening to Pat Travers, Puttin' It Straight while you're sad, says sitting next to you putting his arm around you

- You're very conceited, you know?

- No honey, you made me look like this

- I?

- You're every day making me feel like the best guy in the world and luckier to have you with me

"How can I ever tell them?

This is not a puppy love

(This is not a puppy love)"

- I love you so much Duff

- I love you more Y/n

And maybe this isn't Puppy Love.

[julessworldd]

Duff and Tatum

Part 4(?) of my Tatum series.. this is more Duff x Tay

Warnings: wedding, cussing, secret relationship, mention of sex/fuck buddies, mention of a kid, angst

Duff wanted to go out with me, like old times in college. Duff was having his bachelor party next week with his brothers, the band, Andy. After our little dispute in his office, he’s been making plans for us. But I was gonna fuss about Duff taking me out.

I was finishing curling my hair, well a shitty attempt. The doorbell rang, making my Rottweiler bark. “Sana! It’s just Duff. It’s open!”, I yelled. Sana took off to see her boyfriend, “Hi pretty girl! How’s my baby mmh?”, Duff laughed as he walked to my room. “Wow! Aren’t you the smoke show”, Duff smiled. I blushed, “Thanks. I got another section and we head out ``''Take your time, kid”, Duff sat at the foot of my bed. Sana whined, “Awh is your boyfriend neglecting”, I rolled my eyes. “I’m sorry sweetness”, Duff patted his chest, making Sana jump on his lap. “Duff, you don’t have to have her on you. She’s fine”, I giggled.

“You’re 8, Sana. Time tell your mama you don’t need a chaperone”, Duff kissed her head. “Excuse me”, I shut my curler off.

Duff didn’t tell me where we were going, it was a surprise. Duff was humming to the song as we pulled up to a mini golf course. “You’re joking”, I scoffed. “Nope. Let’s go, Tay '', Duff replied. “Does this have anything to do with the fact I beat you 5 years ago?”, I giggled. “You mean where you and Axl cheated?”

“Oh we’ll see, big worm”, I patted his back.

An hour later, I was walking out with Duff pouting behind me. “You were saying, Michael Andrew?”, I bit my tongue from giggling. Haha shut up”, he mocked me back.

Then we went to the sunset strip, it was alive tonight. Too bad it wasn’t the 80s! I held Duff’s forearm as we walked down. “You okay?”, he asked. “Yeah, I just don’t want to be behind”, I replied. We got a table at the rainbow, “You know it doesn't feel the same with the other boys”, I said. “You’re right. So hard to get everyone’s schedule matched up”

“God, I thought Axl was going to kill Steven that night”, I laughed with tears down my face. “Yeah thanks to me holding him by his shirt”, Duff smiled. “Do you ever think about what if you were a rockstar instead of a doctor?”, I asked. Duff looked at me, “I do a lot actually. I love being a doctor, taking care of people, but I do wonder what life on the road would be like. But working at the hospital I met Susan and fell in love”, Duff said. “True. I’m happy you met your soulmate, D”, I grinned. “So? How’s your love life?” I laughed, “Non existent, McKagan”

“I worry about you” Duff spat out

“Why? I’m fine”, I asked.

“I just don’t want you to end up alone is all”, Duff smiled.

How could I tell him I was going out with his curly haired companion and ex bandmate? And it was getting serious as well.

“I’ll find my person, D. One day, so don’t worry about me”, I smiled.

“Who is it?”

“Huh? Who what?”

“The girl, the dude. Who are they? And don’t lie I know there’s someone”, Duff rubbed my hand with his thumb.

“‘Duff”

“Tay”

“Do I know them?”

I bit my lip

I could see the wheels and gears in his head turning, eyebrows furrowed. Please don’t figure it out. “Is it Steven? Wait, no you don't do blonde guys” “You and Axl would have killed each other by now” “Oh I got you Motherfucker!”, he grinned. “Shoot” I cocked my eyebrow. “Matt” he said, all proud. “No! Gross, he’s my brother like you”, I rolled my eyes. “Well I’m out”, He sighed. “Look, I’ll tell you when I actually know we’re official”, I said.

“You’ll be the first to know after me”, I rubbed his hand. “I’ll be waiting”

Okay! I know what you’re thinking.. “Tatum, he’s your best friend, brother, ride or die. He needs to know” and I agree 100%, but it’s been nice with it being just us. Just that Duff is extremely protective and he goes crazy when he’s pissed. And he told the band I was off limits. But Izzy and I didn’t listen, we’re too busy eyefucking each other to hear that rule.

We were close to our old apartment, “Wonder who lives in that dump now?”, I asked. “I know, I called them and asked if we could go see it”, Duff said. “Wait really?”, I asked. “Yes! They’re expecting us”

“Hi, I’m Duff we talked on the phone”

This ginger college chick smiled, “I remember you. This is your fiancé?” “No, best friend that lived here with me. Tatum, this is g-?” “ Gretchen ``''Right, sorry about that” “take your time. I’m going out, just lock up on your way out”, she smiled.

The living room was nice, the girl had really made it nice and homey. At first we’re together, but Duff was in his old room. I was in Izzy’s room, so many fuck memories came in my head. “You know, you two were so fucking loud”, Duff said, scaring me. “What are you talking about?”, I groaned. “Tatum, the walls are paper thin here. And you two did a shitty job acting too”, Duff said, leaning on the door frame. “Sorry to keep you up”, I giggled.

“I remember coming home to you guys screwing, I had a double at the bakery. Suddenly, the thought of killing Izzy with my bare hands was all I wanted. Something stopped me though”

“Thank you for wanting to defend my honor but you look better in a white lab coat than an orange jumpsuit, Michael”, I grinned, kissing his cheek.

It was late and Duff had to work in a few hours, “Thank you for tonight, I had a lot of fun”, I said as we turned on my road. “You’re welcome, I did too. I miss you”, Duff shut off the engine. “Yeah, I miss you too”, I smiled.

“Tatum”

“Yes Duff?”

“I know I’ve told you this but, just because I’m getting married soon. Doesn’t mean I’m not your best friend anymore or it’s not like in high school and college. But I love you a lot, never told you this or mom. You’re the first girl I’ve ever loved or cared for. I remember complaining to Jon and Bruce about how my stomach and joints went all mushy when I was around you”, Duff confessed, his old childhood love. Similar to mine to him.

“You know I fell in love with you after Jacob broke my heart. I got over it along with my broken heart, but sometime in college I got those feelings back. I’ve never loved anyone like I do you, maybe in a past life we were something more. I’m glad we crossed paths again, thanks for being you and caring so much for me. Susan is a lucky girl to have your undying love”, I smiled, trying to hold back my tears.

“I had no idea you loved me in grade school”

“Looking back, it was probably my heart from being broken and you took care of me. Either way, I love you and would kill for you at any given moment”, I held his hand.

“Ditto”

2 weeks later, Los Angeles, CA

“Axl! Get your shoes on. Duff, do you have the rings?”, I asked.

“Bite me, Lee”

“Yes, Tatum”

Slash grinned at me

Izzy walked in, “Tatum, take a Xanax”

“Or get fucked”, Axl mumbled.

“It might be my wedding day, but I’ll kick your ass for being a dick to her”, Duff narrowed his eyes at the ginger.

“Don’t worry, McKagan. He will be on his best behavior”, Izzy grabbed Axl’s shoulder.

“You have your vows on you?” I stood in front of Duff, straightening his bow tie.

“Yes”

“Okay, I’m gonna go check on the bride to be. Don’t run off in my dad’s Corvette”

I heard Good Charlotte’s anthem and female singing voices.

“Hey ladies! How’s my bride?”

“Tat!”

“Tatum! You look so fucking gorgeous”, Susan said

“I don’t want to take your attention, darling. You look amazing!”. I smiled.

Kayli and Y/n were getting their makeup and hair done

“So what’s up with you and Slash?” Susan asked

I flickered my eyes at her

“He doesn’t know.. I just seen you two outside earlier, remind me of Duff and I”

“I mean, we’ve been going out for a good while now. But we’ve not officially got together”, I replied.

“Izzy is physic” Y/n giggled

“Izzy is not from this world. Did Saul say something?”

“Saul?” Kayli asked

“You seriously thought his government name was Slash?”, Y/n deadpanned a little too similar to her brunette fiancé.

“Saul is his first name, babe”, I giggled.

“Well rich people name their kids weird shit all the time”, kayli said.

“You’re not wrong” I smiled

“Has anything happened behind you two?”

“Besides acting like middle schoolers making out? No” I rolled my eyes

“Wait! Who was that curly haired dude on your only fans?” Kayli asked

Susan busted out laughing

“Oh Ashley? We just film content together sometimes. Anyone else seen my vagina?”, I giggled.

We all laughed together

“Alright Y/n, get your people ready.. and I’ll get my people ready. Let’s get our best friends married!”, I grinned.

“You look gorgeous, really you should be thrown out” Slash whispered in my ear.

“For?” I smiled.

“Out showing the bride”, Slash rubbed my shoulders. I giggled, “You’re silly”

Duff and Matt were already at the altar waiting for us to walk in with Susan.

“How long?” I heard Joan ask.

“On?”

“You and Slash” she smiled

“3 months and no your baby brother doesn’t know”

The music started, “Tatum”, Slash smiled, holding his arm out for me.

Izzy and Y/n walked in first, then Kayli and Steven. Marie and Bruce walked, Axl and Veronica. Then Slash and I.

Duff smiled as I stood next to Kayli.

Then Susan and her father

She was beautiful, Duff was crying. It was like we watched Its a wonderful life as kids. Good reaction, Dr. McKagan.

They were doing their vows, but I felt Slash looking at me.

“I now pronounce you husband and wife, Mr & Mrs. Michael Andrew McKagan!” “You May now kiss the bride!”

We all cheered, clapped, whistled. Pretty sure I heard one of Duff’s nieces or nephews scream an eww. The pair walked down the aisle, our cue to walk down the aisle again.

Everyone was inside at the reception, I saw Duff outside. “Hey you okay?”, I asked.

“Yeah, just needed a second”

“Congratulations, big worm”, I smiled

“Thanks, Mini”

We smiled and stood next to my dad's Corvette, he let Duff burrow.

“It’s Slash”

“What are you talking about?”, i asked

“Tatum Nicole”

“Fine.. 3 months, we’ve been seeing each other but we haven’t actually put labels on it. He’s nice and I like hanging out with him”

“I owe Izzy money now”, Duff deadpanned.

“I didn’t need a congratulations or what the fuck, Michael”, I rolled my eyes.

“Sorry love.. Does he make you happy?”

“Yes”

“Then I approve,'' Duff smiled.

“Thanks, asshole.. it’s almost time for cake and Susan promised me I could mash your face with cake”, I grabbed his hand.

“She did what? Sus!”

Slash was with Steven at the bar, watching his close friend. “So you and the sheepdog?”, my dad asked.

“Hi daddy! Yeah we’ve been seeing each other, he’s a good one”, I held his arm.

“Good.. Bring him to me before Duff has a son”

“Of course”

I found Slash after watching Duff and Susan’s first dance. “Hey stranger”, I hugged him from behind. He groaned, “Mhm hi pretty thing”

I giggled as he turned around to hold my waist, “You single?” I asked.

“No, my mean ass girlfriend is here somewhere”, He grinned.

I blushed, “You called me your girlfriend”

“What?”

“Of course, you’re my girlfriend, Tat”, Slash kissed me. “If that’s the case, my father wishes to meet you”

“The big scary dude? He’s gonna rip me in half, Tatum”

I giggled. “He’s a teddy bear like Dee”

“He looks like Michael Myers and Jason had a son. He’ll kick my fucking ass”

“Only if you break his little girl’s heart, son”, my dad stood in front of us

“Ryan Lee”, my dad held his hand out for Slash

“Saul. Nice to meet you, Mr. Lee”, Slash shook my fathers hand

I felt someone looking at me, I turned around.

It was Duff

“I love you” I mouthed and blew him a kiss

“I love you too”, he caught my “kiss” and grinned

[weirdgenetic-fuckup]

Lack of Communication pt.1

A/n: I was gonna put the whole thing into just one fic but decided against it because teasing is fun ;) I need something to motivate me to keep writing this story

Warnings: Smut, angst, squirting, fingering (f receiving), oral (f receiving), public sex, if you think I missed anything let me know otherwise enjoy!

When Guns needed a new rhythm guitarist after Izzy left they got you. You knew you would never fully fill in the role Izzy had but you did your best to make it your own nonetheless.

No one was happy about the changing lineup, Duff and Slash tried to shield you from the hate you were getting as best they could but it mostly just ended in drinking and drugs, the best medicine they knew.

One of those nights out of partying you woke up naked in bed with Duff. He held you close, his eyes were closed but he was awake. He never asked you to leave, he didn't say much while you got yourself together and left. That was just the first time.

It became less of an accident and it quickly became something normal, quick hookups whenever you needed it. That being said, he wasn't the only one you were messing around with.

After your flings started with Duff your ruled out the other members of Guns, however you dalliance's didn't end with him. Your partying mainly stayed on or near the Sunset Strip, a place Motley Crue was also known for hanging out around.

You and Nikki already had a similar relationship, though he stuck with you outside of just drinking and drugging and when you initially got together it was before anything happened with Duff, it was also intentional and not some drunken mishap.

Your friendship grew from there, but that was all you ever wanted to be with him, friends with benefits. That's why it was different with Duff.

Guns was going on tour with the Crue, you hadn't thought much of it.

The two bands met up before the plane took off. Nikki came straight to you, pulling you into a hug to which you returned. "Meet me in the bathroom, would you?" He whispered in your ear, using the hug as a cover up.

You agreed of course and snuck off not long after him, letting him pull you into the stall. He trailed kisses down your neck to your collarbone. "I know you love me and all but try to be quiet so we don't get security called on us, ok?" He said in a teasing tone.

"Oh, fuck you, just do your job." You whispered back, pushing his head down. He complied without another word, getting on his knees in front of you and tugging your pants down.

You held your hand over your mouth as he started lapping at your folds, swallowing your juices and pushing a finger into your needy hole. You whined softly and Nikki pinched your inner thigh, glaring up at you.

You rolled your eyes and let him get back to work, curling his finger inside you, tongue swirling around your clit. You tugged on Nikki's black hair, warning him you were close.

You stopped at the gift shop to get yourself some candy so you had an excuse as to why you both had been gone for so long. Your bands bought it and climbed on the plane without another word.

The tour had been going great, you were about a month into it now and almost every show had been sold out. The living arrangements always had limited rooms so you and Duff offered to share as whenever there was a need.

You didn't hate it, no, you definitely wanted to be close to Duff as much as possible. It was just... scary? You talked to Nikki about it all the time, he tried to help you with your feelings but he wasn't much better than you were at figuring it out.

All you knew was you liked being around Duff more than anyone, but being in his presence always made you nervous. You didn't want to say love... strong liking was the term you and Nikki had decided on.

It was around 6:00 am when you felt arms tugging on you. It was Duff dragging you out of bed on your day off before an early flight. "Come on, shower time." You groaned and kicked at him.

"No! It's sleep time, sleep! Get in bed." You grumbled, clawing at the sheets. It was no use, Duff was stronger than you.

He carried you bridal style to the bathroom where he set you down on the counter to help you undress. You let him do it, barely keeping yourself awake.

"I'm assuming you want the water boiling your skin off?" He asked, fumbling with the faucet to get the shower working.

"Yeah..." You yawned. "I'll settle with something warm so you don't die." He chuckled at that.

"I appreciate your compromise."

You nodded. "You know what I don't appreciate?" He hummed for you to go on. "Being woken up at the ass-crack of dawn!" You bit, throwing a small bottle of soap at him. It hit him in the back and he shot you a look.

"You're fine, early shower's not gonna kill you."

"No, I'm gonna kill you." You stated as he picked you up and carried you once more into the shower, setting you down slowly to make sure you wouldn't fall.

The warm water was nice, feeling Duff's hands over your skin was even better as he cleaned you. You helped each other get clean but at some point you were just soaking in the water with each other, talking softly about something or other.

You ran your hands over his back and he hissed. You looked up at him, raised brow in confusion. "Mind checking my back?" You grimaced but nodded anyway.

He turned around and you saw scratching covering the expanse of his back, specially over his shoulders. "Oops..." You muttered.

"Oops?" He asked, looking at you over his shoulder, turning back to face you. "Fuck do you mean 'oops'?"

You shrugged. "I-I may or may not have-"

"Shredded my fucking back?" He interrupted. You chewed your cheek a moment before nodded with a wide grin.

"Precisely." You giggled as he scoffed at you. "C'mon, you know you like it." You said, resting your hands on your hips. Duff's gaze trailed down your body, his hands moving to your sides.

"I do, but it hurts." He mumbled. You rolled your eyes at you.

You had an idea, wanting to tease him as revenge for dragging you into the bathroom at such an early hour on your day off.

You took a step closer to him, kissing down his chest and torso before getting on your knees and going even lower. Duff groaned, making assumptions on where this was headed.

You could see his excitement growing, giving it a few soft kisses, even stroking him a few times before pushing away and sighing as you sat peacefully in front of him.

"You're kidding, right?" He asked, looking down at you with a slightly annoyed expression, though he couldn't even make eye contact with your naked body present before him.

"No." You leaned back against the wall, letting your knees fall to the side and exposing yourself even more. "Maybe I need a big, tall daddy to set me straight." You said, a teasing look on your face.

"Oh, yeah?" He asked, staring at your figure intently as you stood up. "That really what you want?"

"I said daddy, not cunt." You said, quickly getting out of the shower before he could grab you.

"Oh, you bitch." He huffed, stepping out of the shower with a smirk on his face. You were already drying yourself off while he turned the shower off.

You handed him a towel and got to work drying your hair. "Don't worry, you'll deserve that title at some point."

"Don't tempt me." You rolled your eyes at his lighthearted threat.

"Aw, little boy getting all pissy now?" You teased. He threw his towel down. "Uh-oh, is it nap ti-" You were cut off by a yelp as he picked you up and threw you over his shoulder, both of you completely buck naked.

He kicked the door open and closed it, throwing you on the bed and crawling over top of you. "Cunt, is that what you called me?" You nodded, still giggling at his actions. "Am I really a cunt or is that just your way of telling daddy what you want?" He asked, voice low as his lips caressed the shell of your ear.

Your breathing grew heavy as he trailed kisses down your body. Your hands were beside your head, gripping the sheets in anticipation. "Maybe~" You gleamed, smiling down at him.

He smiled back up at you as he kissed your inner thigh. "Well, you've never let me do this before," He said, spreading your legs and staring at your glistening folds, "I have to assume that's what it's about." He began lapping at you, his tongue sending shivers down your spine.

You moaned out for him, babbling on about how good his tongue felt swirling around your clit or dipping into you. He pushed a finger into you, his fingers were long and slim. "Is this good?" He asked, dominant demeanor dissolving as he became focused on your pleasure.

You nodded. "Just do it- do it slow." You said, trying to control your voice as his hot breath fanned over you. He pulled his finger back slowly, causing you to gasp when he curled it. "There! Right there." You moaned. He smiled and went back to licking and sucking your clit, now focusing some of his attention on your hole and continuing that same motion.

He started rutting against the mattress, chasing his own high while bringing you closer to the edge. Every sound that left him went straight against you, sending vibrations through you.

"Fuck, Duff-! M-m'so close!" You let go of the sheets, hands moving to clutch his hair tightly, pulling him closer to you as your hips bucked into him. A string of curses left you muddled with his name as you came, squirting on him and soaking the sheets beneath you.

Duff came up a moment later, sitting beside you and pulling you into his lap. He wiped his mouth and you looked down to notice where his own cum spurted out. You looked back to him and kissed his cheek. "Was that what you were expecting?" He slowly shook his head at your question.

He stared down at you with wide eyes, stars shining in them. "No, I-I didn't think..." He trailed off, not finishing his thought. You weren't sure there was much thought left in him. "Is that why you didn't let me do that sooner?"

"What, go down on me?" He nodded in confirmation. "Yeah, I guess it's just, I don't know... weird?" He just about choked on his spit.

"Weird? Babe, you're hot!" You laughed as he peppered your face with kisses. "You ever done that with someone before?" You thought about it for a moment.

"Yeah, one other guy." That seemed to peak his interest.

"Really? I'm not your first?" He put a hand on his chest. "I'm hurt, truly." You waved a hand his face, chuckling softly. "Who?" The question caught you off guard.

"What..?" You asked, your smile fading slightly.

"Who? Who'd you do that with?" He pushed, holding you tighter to him.

"It-it doesn't matter, does it?" You asked, gaze falling elsewhere, anywhere that wasn't him.

"No, it doesn't." He said, kissing your forehead. "I'm just curious... Who is it..?"

You chewed your cheek. "Do you really want to know..?" He nodded excitedly. You looked up at him, hesitating a moment before speaking. "Nikki."

He smile flipped along with his whole attitude towards you. "Nikki? Like, Sixx? Nikki fucking Sixx?" Your expression fell as you nodded. "Are you fucking kidding me? When?" His grip on you loosened, almost letting go of you completely.

"I-I thought you said it didn't matter?" You said in an attempt to calm him down.

"It matters when it's Nikki!" He yelled. "When? Are you fucking him, too?" You hesitated, not wanting to make the situation worse.

You were sensitive and vulnerable and just wanted to be held but he seemed to be struggling to want his arms around you. "Longer than I've been with you, but it's just casual, like us." You said, looking up at him with a small pout.

"No, don't fucking give me that look." He said, pushing you off of him completely. "Who said we were casual?"

"Who said we were exclusive?" You asked, your voice much softer than his.

He scoffed, getting out of bed and heading for his suitcase. "Nikki Sixx, are you serious?" He grumbled while getting dressed.

"You asked with who!" You said, getting off the bed and going to him. "If you wanted us to be exclusive you should've said something!" You weren't mad, but you felt you needed to raise your voice just so he'd listen to you.

"Would you have wanted to be exclusive? Or were you fine getting dicked down by whoever you could find?" You opened your mouth to speak but he stormed out of the room before you could say anything.

You felt gross, hurt and abandoned. You couldn't stand being in this room anymore and got yourself dressed, stealing one of Duff's shirts, still craving him -his scent and touch- and heading to find Nikki for comfort.

[vinyldreamsfuckup]

Birthday Boy

warnings: smut, fluff, striptease, semi-rough sex, oral (female receiving), fingering (female receiving), squirting, praise, smoking, drinking, cussing, bantering, playful name-calling

Slash's birthday had always been a huge day. Axl would always throw some huge rager where we all got completely drunk and ate cake. Honestly, it was always super fun. This year was a little different, but not by much. You flew out to meet Slash on tour for his 24th birthday. They were out in Texas on tour with Aerosmith. Technically, they weren't supposed to be drinking or smoking backstage but Axl was also known for breaking the rules and doing whatever the fuck he wanted. Axl's birthday present to Slash was you. Well, you and a striptease which you had agreed to.

You walked through the venue in your leather pants and one of Slash's t-shirts. It was a white Killer Pussy shirt. Underneath you were wearing a red lace bra with matching underwear. You were twiddling your fingers as you walked through the venue with one of the security guards. You weren't really nervous about Slash's reaction because you knew he would be excited to see you, but you also knew there would be groupies EVERYWHERE. It always made you anxious to go in and see Slash when there were groupies around cause they weren't always nice.

You approached the door to the dressing room. Music, laughing, and talking oozed out of the door. You looked over at Dave, Slash's security guard. He smiled, "He's been missing you."

"Yeah?" You asked as you exhaled the breath you'd been holding in. Dave nodded.

"Yeah," Dave chuckled, "Yeah, he's been non-stop talking about you. He's been carrying around a picture of the two of you and showing everyone every chance he gets."

You couldn't help the small smile that tugged at the corners of your lips, "Really?"

Dave laughed and nodded, "Yeah man. He loves you. You don't have anything to be nervous about."

"Thank you," You smiled and nodded.

You took a deep breath and pushed the door open. Everyone paused and Slash looked up from the couch. He was sitting next to Duff wearing no shirt. he had on his short shorts and he was smoking a cigarette. Your eyes met and a huge smile spread across his face.

"No fucking way," Slash said with a huge smile. He got up and quickly rushed to you and picked you up into a hug, "What the fuck are you doing here?"

"It's your birthday, idiot. You think I'd miss it," You giggled into his shoulder. He let out a laugh and squeezed you tighter.

"God you bitch. I missed you," Slash laughed out. You giggled and hugged him tighter.

"I missed you too," You pulled your head back to look at him. He smiled and kissed you.

"God you look so good too," Slash mumbled against your lips. He tasted like whiskey, cigarettes, and mint gum.

You giggled against his lips, "Thank you, baby."

The party went on with both of you cuddling, kissing, and getting increasingly more and more drunk until Axl decided it was time for the birthday cake portion of the night.

Axl and Duff carried the cake over to Slash. Everyone was singing "Happy Birthday." Slash wrapped his arm around your shoulder and pulled you closer as they brought the cake over. It was a sheet cake with writing on it that read: "Happy fucking birthday you fucker."

Slash laughed when we saw the cake. They set it in his lap and everyone finished singing to him. He blew out the candles and people took some pictures before we all grabbed forks. You all didn't even bother cutting slices, you just dug straight in taking bites off the cake.

"Okay, time for the present," Axl slurred his words. You looked up at him, your eyes slightly glossy.

"Right now?" You slurred looking up from the cake. Slash looked between you and Axl confusedly.

"What present?" Slash asked he was practically hanging all over you. You giggled drunkenly, "I thought you were the present."

"She was, but there's even more," Axl said with a smile. Slash looked over at you with furrowed eyebrows.

"It's a surprise," You slurred and stood up. Axl smiled and walked over to the speaker, which was blasting music.

"Move," Duff mumbled as he pushed people out of the way to make room for you. Slash furrowed his eyebrows and took a sip of his drink.

"What are you doing, princess?" Slash slurred. You shushed him and Axl started some kind of horrible music. Slash let out a laugh.

“Okay you have to just give me a second,” You breathed out. You took a deep breath and smiled at him. You leaned over and set your hands on his shoulders. He smiled his goofy smile at you.

“Are you about to dance for me?” Slash giggled. You nodded and smiled. Slash's smile widened and he grabbed your hips.

You smacked his hand away, "No. No touching."

"What? It's my birthday," Slash pouted. You giggled.

"You can touch in a second just wait," You said as you took a step back. You carefully undid your belt and pulled it off. Slash smiled and leaned forward. You handed him your belt and he grabbed it and giggled.

"Okay baby," You smiled, "Ready?"

Slash nodded quickly. You carefully started dancing, mainly moving your hips, and pulled off your (Slash's) shirt. His eyes focused on your red lace bra and he took a deep breath. He adjusted slightly in his seat.

"Jesus Christ," He whispered. Whistles sounded off behind you as you moved. You took a step toward him and his gaze moved up and down your body. He grabbed your hips and you chuckled.

"You wanna do it?" You whispered as you grabbed the laces on your leather pants. He looked up at you and nodded. He carefully started to undo the laces on the pants and saw a glimpse of the red lace underwear you were wearing. His eyes widened and shot up to look at you.

"Everyone out," Slash said coldly. His eyes were still on you, desire and lust filling his gaze.

The whistles stopped and Axl furrowed his eyebrows, "Wait what?"

"Get out," Slash said again. He pulled you closer and everyone quickly stood up and rushed out of the room. Once the door was closed, Slash quickly undid the laces and pulled the leather pants off.

"Fucking christ, you're so beautiful," Slash breathed out. You chuckled and leaned in front of him. He cupped your breath feeling the lace under his hand.

"You can do whatever you'd like, baby. It's your birthday," You said softly. A smile stretched across his face. He picked you up and brought you to the vanity. He set you down and started kissing you, running his hands up your thighs. He pulled you to the edge of the vanity and kissed down your neck.

"God I fucking love you," He breathed out. He pulled at the red lace thong you were wearing.

"I love you too, honey. Happy birthday," You breathed out.

Slash pulled off the underwear and sunk to his knees. He gripped your thighs tightly and kissed up your thigh. You let out a shaky breath and tangled your hand into his hair. He licked through your folds and a long moan fell from your mouth.

"Fuck..." Slash mumbled before he started ravishing you. His tongue circled your clit and inserted a finger, curling it as he did.

"Oh my god...Slash..." You moaned out. He smiled against your core as he lapped your folds.

He looked up at you as you moaned and writhed beneath him. As your legs started to shake he pulled back earning a needy whine, "What...why?"

He chuckled and wiped his face. He stood up and pulled off his shorts. He stroked himself as he looked at you, "Take that beautiful bra off."

You quickly leaned forward, took off the lace bra, and tossed it away mindlessly.

"Fuck...you're so perfect," Slash smiled as he slowly positioned himself against your entrance, "You gonna be a good girl?"

You nodded, "Yes, baby. I'll be good."

He smiled, "You're always good."

He chuckled and pushed into you. Both of you groaned in unison as you adjusted to him.

"So beautiful..." Slash muttered as he grabbed your hips and started thrusting into you, slowly at first.

Having sex tipsy was always different, especially with Slash. He was so loving all the time, but when he was tipsy he was much more clingy. The alcohol made both of you more sensitive. This time was no exception. Moans fell from both of your mouths as he pounded into you. The vanity shook beneath you and the mirror rattled against the wall.

"Slash...baby...yes," You moaned. His grip on your hips tightened. You were sure he'd leave bruises.

"Fuck...keep moaning like that. so fucking good," Slash grunted as he pounded into you harder. You grabbed his shoulder and dug your nails into his skin. He let out a loud moan.

"Slash...Slash yes," You moaned out. He rested his forehead on your shoulder as he moved harder against you.

"Fuck baby...so good for me...so loud...fuck," Slash moaned out. His body shuddered and you felt him twitch inside of you.

"Slash...baby...'M close..." You whined. He nodded and moved his hand to your clit, circling his fingers around it as he pounded into you relentlessly. The mirror smacked roughly against the wall and the vanity squeaked as you moved. A loud moan fell from your mouth and your head fell back against the mirror.

"Yes baby...yes," Slash moaned out as he watched you.

"Slash....Slash..." You whined as your legs started to shake. You felt him twitch inside of you again. He was close you could tell.

"Fuck...fuck..." Slash muttered and added more pressure to your clit. You felt the coil start to build in your stomach, it threatened to snap with every movement.

You dug your nails further into Slash's back as you clenched around him and squirted out on his thighs. A long moan fell from your mouth as your back arched. Slash groaned and slammed in a final time as he finished. You both sat there trying to catch your breath.

"Fuck..." Slash breathed out.

"Happy birthday, baby," You said breathlessly. He let out a small breathless chuckle.

"Best birthday ever," He said with a smile.

[rocketqueen1989x]

glowing

[duffslut]

Take Care

Duff McKagan x Reader

My Masterlist.

Word Count: 307

Warnings: Fluff!

- Sorry. - You said again, blowing your nose with the small towel Duff had handed you.

Your nose was red and running non-stop, the headache had improved but your body still felt very weak.

- Don't apologize for sneezing, Y/n. - Duff comforted you, placing a glass of water on the furniture next to your bed. - How's my baby girl feeling uh?

- Like I'm about to die. - You said it as a joke, but Duff didn't seem to realize that.

He stood up immediately with his eyes wide open.

- Don't ever say that again Y/n! - He said, and then placed the back of his hand on your forehead. - Holy shit you're burning up with fever we need to go to the hospital.

Duff was about to pick you up when you interrupted him.

- Honey, I don't need to go to the hospital, please. - You held his hand. - It's just a flu, you need to calm down.

- Baby, are you sure? I don't wanna lose you. - He said. - You have a fever.

His concern made you so emotional that it almost made you cry, how lucky were you to have a boyfriend like him?

- It's normal, it will pass, just stay here with me okay? - You said, but Duff wasn't convinced so quickly.

"Just a minute" he said, and then ran out of the room, and a few minutes later came back with some ice cubes and another towel, you watched lying quietly in bed, Duff placing the ice cubes on the towel and then securing it with a hair elastic.

- It'll make you feel better. - He said, placing it on your forehead.

He leaned in and touched your lips in a careful kiss, but you held him by the shirt, making the kiss last longer.

- Come cuddle with me. - You begged, pouting dramatically. - I can't get better with you away from me.

[psych0-str1ngs]

Cockwarming- Duff Mckagan x reader

Authors Note: FINALLY have a duff request that makes me so happy like OMG. If you end up seeing this anon, sorry it took me so long but I hope you enjoy!!

Warning: Cockwarming, cussing, breeding kink, p in v, pregnancy mentions (UNPROTECTED)

You were sitting at your desk, zoned in on the article, half-finished laying on the wooden surface. You hadn't even heard Duff walk into your little home office, until he came up behind where you were sitting and stood there for a second.

"Babbyyy," He cooed.

"oh my you scared me," You gasped, turning around in your chair.

"I need your help," He looked down at you, expectantly.

"With what?" You looked up at him with an eyebrow raised.

He looked down at the large tent in his pants, and then back to you. You looked down, discovering the exact problem he had. You rolled your eyes playfully.

"I'm still working," You dismissed him.

"Just sit on my cock," He said, turning your chair back around.

"What like, cock warming?" You blushed.

"Yeah I guess," He said shrugging. "Sit on my dick while you do your work, and then let me fuck you after"

"You sure know what you want," You got up and slid your panties down, now just wearing your skirt, and sweater. Duff sat down on the chair, pulling out his large member and holding it at the base. You turned and sat on his length slowly, exhaling deeply. Duff's hands immediately went to your hips. He turned you back to the desk, his hands kneading at your hips. Your breathing had slowed, but your heart rate had not. Sex was obviously was a norm between you and Duff.

Cock warming was a whole different story though, as much as you didn't want to admit it, cock warming was hot. Duff making you sit on his dick while you do completely and totally innocent activities, it turned you on. What didn't turn you on was the fact that when you did things like this, if you even so much as moved a hair, Duff would make you get off, and get on your knees.

Duff's hands started to roam, his rough fingers gripped your breasts, breathing into your heavily. He slid your sweater off, and unclasped your bra, letting your boobs fall out, his long fingers started to twisted your nipples as his lips pressed against your shoulder.

"Let's go to the bedroom," You caved, starting to stand up.

"No," He pulled you back town into his lips, you let out a little moan. "You have work to do, so finish it"

"But," You protested.

"No, no butts," His dominant voice spoke out. "You need to finish it"

You sighed and continued to work, just about 5 or 6 minutes later you were done. You immediately got off of Duff's length, and turned around to where you were sitting back on his lap, just below his length. You smashed your lips into his, your hands rested on his neck. Your lips moved in sync, Duff's hands held your ass, grabbing it tightly. He stood up, not breaking the kiss, you slowly made your way towards the bedroom.

Duff walked through the door frame, throwing you on the bed. He threw his shirt off and sat in between your legs, he looked down at you. Your eyes found his, you giggled a bit at how serious he looked. He leaned down to press on singular kiss to your nose. Even when he was feeling animalistic, he was still extremely sweet, if you weren't in the mood, he'd go fix it himself, if it hurt he slowed down. Total teddy bear.

"Ready?" He asked, looking into your eyes.

"Yes babe," You whispered.

Duff grabbed his length, sliding it into your entrance, you both groaned. After sitting on him for so long, you were both extremely sensitive. He began to pound into you, his hands gripped your hips tightly, sliding you back and forth on his length. You moaned.

"Fuck baby," He groaned lowly. "turn around and get on your knees.

You turned around, your ass lifted in the air. Your face pressed into your arm, that was rested on the mattress. Duff slid into you again with a bruising grip on your waist. He pounded into you, one of his hands twisted into your hair, tugging it harshly. You moaned into the pillows.

"Look at you taking my cock so well," He growled. "'m gonna fill you up sweetheart, 'm gonna make you a momma."

You moaned into the white sheets again. Your hands gripped them tightly. Duff had always loved the idea of you being the mother of his children. The idea of you with a big round stomach, and engorged breasts, it had WILDLY turned him on, he made it quite clear. You were surprised you weren't pregnant by now, considering how many times you had done it without a condom.

"Duff baby," You whimpered out.

"Yes princess," He panted out.

"Need it," You said, your legs shaking.

"Need what?" He slowed down, but his thrusts remained sharp and deep. "To cum?"

"Yes, please god, please let me cum," You moaned out.

"Fuck no," He gave your ass a hard slap. "You cum when I say you cum, do you understand?"

"Y-yes," You sighed, clenching around him.

Duff gave another slap to your ass, pounding back into you with a hard thrust. He groaned, whispering dirty little nothings into your ear.

"Doing so good, 'm almost there," He groaned into your ear.

With a few more thrusts, Duff legs started to shake, and hips started to falter. The coil in your stomach was burning red hot, you felt as though you were about to burst open.

"Cum with me baby, fuck," He cursed, shooting his hot seed inside of you.

You clenched around him tightly, releasing on his length. You both lay there, panting heavily. You fell on your side, before getting on your back. You giggled as Duff leaned his head on your bare chest, collecting his breath.

"Are you okay?" He asked, genuinely.

"Of course my love," You smiled at him.

"Mkay good," He shifted off of you, grabbing a pair of your underwear, and two of his shirts, as well as shorts for him.

He threw the clothes at you, you slid to the end of the bed, standing up. Immediately your legs buckled under you and fell back onto the bed. Duff laughed. He grabbed the underwear from your hands, sliding it up your legs and slipping them onto your hips, then he slid the shirt over your arms before laying next you, already clothed. You leaned your head on his shoulder and linked your fingers together.

"Duff," You said quietly.

"Hm?" He hummed, looking down at your face.

"Do you really want me to carry your children?" You asked, leaning your head up to look at him.

"Of course I do, I love you so much," He smiled lightly, his hand caressing your cheek lovingly.

"I love you too," You smiled.

THE END, if you see this anon, please enjoy~~~

[thesmokingguns]

Property of the Band

⚠️WARNING ⚠️ MINORS DNI 18+: Oral Sex (male and female), cum play, degradation, group sex, double penetration, violence, and masturbation

His hips snapped forward, balls slapping the wet drool against your chin. His hands buried in your hair as you choked on his cock. You tried to look up at him with blurred vision and watering eyes. But the feeling of his hand slapping against your face, stinging and burning, hard enough to force your lips from around his cock with a pop reminded you to focus on the task.

“I didn’t say to stop.” And he was pulling you by your hair, knees scraping against hotel carpet making them raw and sore as your lips were pressed to his cock once more.

He has your hair wrapped around both hands pressing you against his pelvis, his cock so deep down your throat you couldn’t breathe. Your palms pushed at muscles thighs and then he pulled out a few inches to give you time for gasp before jerking your head back and forth in whiplash motions.

No concern for what he was doing to you and letting you know you had no control in this situation.

Your mascara burned uour eyes as tears flowed down your face, panic setting in as you sobbed being face fucked. Feeling your gag reflex get tested as you suddenly thought about how you were going to puke all over yourself.

Shame and fear at the idea feeling your stomach as panicked, trying to wrap your lips around his cock tighter to have him cum before that happened; you knew if you threw up there would be hell to pay.

His cock slammed down you’d throat, once more blocking any breathe and you could feel his cum sliding down your throat in warm shots as you tried to swallow him down, knowing better than to waste anything he was giving you.

When he was satisfied he threw you back, you landed with a thud on the carpet, eyes downcast as you watched his bare feet walk away from you. He was leaving you there as he got a towel from the bathroom, coming back to throw it on top of you like a blanket.

“Clean yourself up, it’s Stevens' turn next with you and they all get mad if they think I was too rough with you.” The way your hair ached and you were a mess of your own tears, drool and mascara it was obvious Izzy was too rough with you.

He was lighting a cigarette, climbing into bed and picking up the phone. Probably going to call his girl back home, you thought bitterly as you wiped away the wet black streaks around your eyes.

At least with popcorn he was always gentle with you, kinder and exactly what you needed after the guitarist.

Sitting on the edge of the bed with your lips open you watched the way Steven was jerking his cock at you. He loved just having you sit naked and praising you while he stroked his cock. Nine out of ten times he’d cum on your face, moaning about how good it looked.

It was his kink and it gave you a few minutes of rest to try and recover from the way Izzy had just abused your mouth. Your hair still ached and Steven had commented on if you had been crying; your eyes were red and the handprint on your cheek was pretty good evidence of who you had been with.

“So pretty, Y/N. You’re an Angel. Look at me with those pretty eyes. So gorgeous…can you, un fuck, open your mouth and stick out that pretty pink tongue?” You did as he asked, hearing him groan again.

The way his cum felt sticky on your face, dripping in rivers of him over cheeks and down into your mouth as you licked your lips for show and watched him blush, almost embarrassed that he had done that to you.

He has a towel prepared already and offered you a drink of room temperature bud which you accept to get the poison taste of men out of your mouth.

Three left and you still hadn’t been fucked tonight. All three usually let you sleep in their bed, loving to be last because they could use you all night.

“Axl is next but you can stay here a few minutes if-“ you were already at the door, the silky blue robe the only thing you wore as you knocked on the singer's hotel door.

The singer could be in a very good mood and treat you very well or he could be in a bad mood where he still treated you pretty well but he might want to do something that was different.

He always made sure you came though. And not little feelings in your tummy but sheet soaking orgasms where he’d hold you as you cried after.

“Hey.” He pushed open the door and let you in. A little thrown off by his whatever sort of attitude but moving to where the bed was but Axl was itching his head, looking uncomfortable. “We can’t.” He made a motion between the two of you.

“Oh…why?” He scratched his arms and you suddenly felt very unattractive and not that sexy.

You were being denied by the person who had claimed you as the band groupie two years ago. The person who always made sure you went on tour and who’d go to the movies with you on mornings off. Did this mean this was all over for you?

“I met someone and it just seems like I’d be…I can’t.” He didn’t want to make you feel bad by letting you know you were the other woman in a few of the other relationships. He was setting boundaries and you respected that but you weren’t going to stay around and be made to feel bad about it.

Without a word you left the room, not bothering to ask who was next. A part of you was broken and sad thinking about Axl not wanting you and you realized that part of you liked him and sought validation from him when he was with you.

Slash and duff were coming up the hallway And you froze seeing them both there.

“Axl doesn’t want to do this anymore.” They looked at each other and back at you unsure of what to say and wondering why you looked ready to cry.

“Well, that just means more for us.” You smirked at Slash’s words and he looked at Duff. “You want to share Y/N? I think our little cumslut needs extra love.”

You were on your back on one of their beds, the robe in a pile of blue silk on the floor. Slash was between you legs, his tongue licking and sucking the folds of your pussy.

He never really went down on you but out of all of them he was the most enthusiastic when he did. He’d lick and suck at you, finger fucking you as he talked against your pussy about how good you tasted, the vibrations of his words pulling orgasm after orgasm out of you.

Duff’s cock on your hand as you slid up and down his shaft, jerking him off as you rode Slash’s face. Another orgasm rippling through you as you squeezed your thighs against his head.

“Are you feeling better now, Y/N? What else can we do for you?” Slash asked, placing wet kisses along your thighs.

“I want you both.” They smirked and duff pulled away from you, sitting on the bed. Slash was helping you move over to sit on him, holding your hands as you started writing the bassists cock.

A soft smack against your ass as you bounced up and down, pussy dripping down his shaft and balls, loving how he bucked up to meet you with his thrusts.

Slash was in front of you, cock hard as he watched; Stroking himself until he was ready to slide inside of you to have you filled with both of them.

He bent down, keeping you steady as you felt the burn of the stretch, Duff kissing along you neck as he peered over your shoulder to see you get overfilled and overworked.

“I can’t.” You met Slash’s eyes as the head of his cock pushed inside of you as your mouth fell open and a whimper escaped.

“You can and you will.” Your lip caught between your lip and you felt them pushing you around until he slid all the way inside of you.

Your head was on his shoulder as you felt them both working you. Using you. Reminding you that you were still property do the band.

[issie-https]

Beach Baby

Axl Rose X Reader

A/n: Axl being a dad is something I think about A LOT! Anyways, enjoy this❤️

Word count: 678(another short one, sorryyyyy)

Warnings: None :)

Masterlist

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“Don't eat the sand," Axl said, pulling our daughter's hand away from her mouth and dusting the sand off. Today was the day our daughter, Flora, was going to get to have a paddle in the sea for the first time. "She's not gonna listen," I said, rubbing sunscreen into her arms, face and legs. "She will eventually," He replied. "Why don't you take her for a splash in the sea?" I asked. "No, I'm too nervous," he answered, repeating the same actions each time our daughter decided to turn her attention away from her snacks and to the sand. "You'll both be fine, sit just after where the waves crash and sit with her on your lap," I suggested, turning to Axl with the sunscreen bottle in hand. "Maybe in a se- Put. The. Sand. Down. Devil baby," he groaned, shaking her arm slightly, making her giggle. "Do you want me to top up your sunscreen?" I asked, laughing at his comment. "Yeah but don't get it in my hair again," he mumbled. "Shut up whining, Flora whines less than you," I laughed, rubbing some lotion onto his back. "She has less hair than me and she also cares significantly less than I do," he said, holding his hair. I just mumbled an 'Mhm' and rubbed the cream onto his face.

We sat in the sand for a few more minutes before we headed to the sea for Flora's first paddle. "Y/n, what if she doesn't like it?" He said worried. "Axl, she'll be fine, I promise," I assured him, fixing our daughters hat. She looked so adorable in her little pink swimsuit and her straw beach hat that sat atop her hair, in small quantity but visibly the same colour as her father's hair. "How deep do we go?" He asked, walking into the water. "Waist height for us, belly height for her," I replied, lacing my arm through his free arm. "On the count of 3," I said. "1... 2... 3," We both counted. On 3, he dunked our daughter into the water, up to her tummy. "Yay!" I cooed, smiling as she splashed her arms in the water. "I thought she would hate this like she does with baths," he said. "She's picky like you I guess," I joked, earning a look from him. "I'm not picky, just a perfectionist," he grumbled, putting Flora back on his hip. "Which is a different word for picky," I mumbled. He pushed me backwards by my chest, making me fall into the sea. "MY HAT IS WET NOW!" I shouted when I got back up, grabbing my hat that was floating away. "You would think so, it fell in the ocean," he said, laughing to himself. "I hate you," I scowled at him. "Oh really? Is that why we have a baby together then?" He mocked. "Shut it," I said, poking his side.

He dunked Flora back in the water, twirling her a bit, making her giggle and splash. Her smile, the exact same as Axl's. "I want fifty more," He said, bobbing her in and out of the water. "You're lucky you have one. Count your fucking blessings," I slightly scolded. "How about three more?" He said. "One more," I protested. "Two more," he begged. "One more or no more," I murmured. "Fine," he sulked. "Pick that lip up and just enjoy the time you have with Flora," I scolded. "I am. WHY ARE YOU EATING THE WATER!" He yelled, picking her back up. "You eat so much, you get great meals and milk, however, you prefer sand and sea water. Fucking weirdo," I laughed.

We went and sat back on the sand, drying off a bit. "Oh my god, Y/n, look," he whispered, nudging my arm. I looked beside me to see Flora asleep on Axl's chest. "Stay still, I need a picture," I said. I grabbed my camera out of the beach bag and snapped a couple of shots. My baby girl and my handsome husband looking as content as can be.

[unknownperson246]

a/n: hii! love your work! could you do a smut about Nikki Sixx and Duff Mckagan? And maybee a part 2 (if u want ofc!) that the reader like gets asked out by duff bc he rlly likes her and she says yes? thanks!

hi I'm sorry I don't think I followed the whole request but I hope you enjoy it ❤️

Mötley x Roses:

Words: 420

warnings: *smut* *m receiving* *cussing* *mentions of a threesome*

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You and Nikki were married. Occasionally Nikki would share you with his bandmates but today was different because he shared you with Duff McKagan. All three of you were sitting in one room together. You had no idea what Nikki’s intentions were. Nikki moved you towards his lap. Nikki invited Duff to come over to the couch you both were on. Nikki slowly started to remove your skirt. You were flustered as you realized he wanted to fuck you in front of his friend Duff. You let him slide your skirt off. Duff saw your soaked panties and you were blushing with him seeing you almost all bare. You were used to Tommy Vince and Mick touching you with Nikki but since Duff was new you were embarrassed and shy. Duff picked you up and he put your hand to his swollen cock. You were into it. All your shyness had melted by now. You got down to please Duff. Nikki was getting jealous since you always used to fuck him first. 

“Not fair!” Nikki yelled. 

“How about we have a threesome then?” You looked over to Nikki.

“Sure! A threesome that sounds wonderful” Nikki said sarcastically. 

You got down and started to suck Duff's huge dick. You did it torturously slow to pleasure and to tease Nikki. You watched Duff's wet lips go apart while he let out small groans. He watched as your wet mouth went up and down his cock. Soon you started to go faster.

Soon you felt his salty seed that coated the sides of your mouth. It would drip down and out of your lips. Nikki’s jealousy just grew as he watched Duff come in your mouth. It was odd. He invited Duff in the first place. He could just be mad about you not listening to his idea of doing him first. Nikki had enough and pulled you away from Duff. He pushed you on your knees and he made you suck his dick. Your tongue swirled around and then it went up and down. The rims of your lips touched his wet and filthy cock. You kept feeling his tip touched the back of your throat. You wanted to gag but you knew the punishment for it. You kept going faster and faster until he came inside of your mouth. You were finally done. You plopped down on the couch with your skirt missing and your shirt still on. Later on, Duff asked you out behind Nikki’s back because he liked you. 

[metallicaislife]

Christmas Decorating - Guns N Roses

When you showed up at the Hell House you were flabbergasted that absolutely not a single one of the guys had brought any Christmas decorations when they moved here

At the same time that tracks though

So you went to the store with the guys in tow

Filling your cart with a tree, lights, ornaments, tinsel, garland and anything else you could think of 

They helped grabbing things they thought were needed as well 

The lot of you pooled your money together to purchase the Hell House decorations 

“This is a lot.” Axl groaned as you loaded the vehicle

“Well, one big purchase now, Christmas decorations for years to come.” You said 

After it was loaded you went back to the Hell House and emptied the vehicle

Duff and Slash decided to assemble the tree

Steven took it upon himself to put the garland everywhere 

Izzy took the lights out of the boxes and prepped them to put on the tree, luckily for him since they were in the box they weren’t too tangly 

You and Axl put the tops and hooks on the generic ornaments you’d gotten 

Steven laughed as he started wrapping garland around you and the others

“Wait, where is the music?” Slash asked 

“On it!” Steven said who was mostly done with the task he’d given himself

He put on an old Christmas record that helped the time go by quickly 

After Slash and Duff finished the tree, you and Izzy wrapped it in lights 

Axl had a set idea in his head about the ornaments so the rest of you watched and chatted as he meticulously decorated the tree

“Duff you’re putting the star on.” Axl said handing the star to Duff

Duff smiled and put it on with ease

You plugged the lights in, it was really pretty 

“Thanks for making us get decorations.” Slash said

You smiled at him and nodded 

You all spent the rest of the evening enjoying one another’s company and pretty the tree you put up together