#axl rose fanfic

[duffslut]

Uncontrollable desire

Axl Rose x Reader

My Masterlist.

Word Count: 408

Warnings: Smut! Minors Dni.

After you and Axl finally finished eating the entire chocolate bar you laid your head on his chest feeling his fingers playing with your hair.

- Why do you smell so good today? - You asked, starting to rub your nose on his skin and then distributing kisses on his chest.

- I always smell nice. - Axl replied. - Now you're turning me on with those kisses.

Axl pulled you by the hair and started kissing you, you kissed him back with such an intensity that you didn't even know where it was coming from.

- Baby... - You said trying stop the kiss. - Babe! - You called him again as your hand unintentionally touched Axl's groin.

- What? - Axl asked and then went back shoving his tongue inside your mouth.

- Why are you so hard we're just kissing. - You said, biting your lips trying not to laugh.

- Are we? - Axl asked and then slapped your ass, pressing it against his dick.

- Stop I wanna watch the movie! - You said, giving Axl one last kiss before getting off of him.

You went back to lying next to him the way you were before, but for some reason your body couldn't stay away from Axl's for more than a few minutes and soon you were rubbing your ass against his crotch, knowing you were teasing him but pretending not to notice.

- I'll give you what you want. - Axl suddenly whispered in your ear after he couldn't take it anymore, and your whole body shivered at his deep voice.

Your panties were pulled to the side, and before you could say or do anything, Axl already had his cock inside you. You were pulled by the waist by him, getting on top of him, your nails scratched his perfect abdomen while you bounced on his cock, taking every inch of him inside you. Axl held your hips so tightly it almost hurt, he moaned as he helped you move back and forth on top of him.

- Oh fuck! - You moaned rubbing your clit as you bounced on his cock faster and faster, squeezing your pussy around his cock feeling it throb, you and him were about to cum.

You leaned your head forward and rested it on Axl's chest, after he and you came at the same time. For some reason you looked at the empty chocolate bar wrapper lying on the edge of the bed, and the name written on it made you laugh.

"Sex chocolate by tabs"

[unknownperson246]

Axl Rose in Welcome the jungle and it’s so easy

[keanusbabydoll]

neglected

paring: axl rose x fem!reader

warnings: 18+ content, unprotected sex, p in v, age gap (reader is 19, axl is 32), rough sex, spanking, fingering, licking, chocking, bondage, reader gets punished, degrading, praising, arguing, cussing, use of y/n, overstimulation, practically just kinky ass shit

wordcount: 5.7k

a/n: THE THINGS THIS MAN DOES TO ME!!!

NOT PROOFREAD

MDNI

ꨄ❦𖣔𖣘☼᯽☆᪥⁂☼᯽✰𖧷❁✞ఌ𑁍❥༄𖦹✪☼𖣔✯᯽★᪥❦

you had been pacing the spacious living room of axl’s penthouse apartment for the better part of an hour, your bare feet making soft taps against the marble floors. you had been counting down the days until axl came home from his short tour, imagining the way he’d sweep you up in his arms, kiss you with the intensity you missed, and you’d spend hours tangled up together, making up for lost time.

but that wasn’t what happened.

it had only been two days since axl returned, and he’d barely looked at you. sure, he had smiled when he walked in, kissed your cheek, and muttered something about being glad to be home, but after a brief exchange, he had locked himself away in his music room.

he had a one-track mind now, completely consumed by the success of Guns N’ Roses’ latest album Use Your Illusion, the one they had released just months ago. the sales were through the roof, the critics were hailing it as the rock album of the decade, and the fans couldn’t get enough. instead of basking in the success or spending time with you, axl had thrown himself even deeper into his work. he was obsessed, constantly scribbling down new lyrics, working through melodies, always striving for the next big thing.

you understood that his passion for music was what made him the genius he was, but you couldn’t help feeling neglected. after weeks of being apart, you had craved him, wanted his attention—wanted him. you needed his touch badly and this was frustrating you to the bones.

now, it was close to midnight. you sat on the plush couch, staring at the slightly ajar door to Axl’s music room, frustration bubbling up inside you. you wanted to storm in there, rip off his clothes and fuck him till you were the only thing he could think off. the sound of his pen scratching against paper had become a constant background noise these past few days, a reminder that he was always close yet miles away in his head.

with a sigh you marched down the hall and pushed the door to his music room open, leaning against the door frame. just for him, you wore his favorite pair of lingerie, hoping he would notice and stop with his work.

axl sat hunched over his desk, his messy auburn hair falling over his face as he concentrated, his hand moving furiously across a piece of paper. a crumpled pile of discarded lyrics littered the floor, proof of his frustration. he hadn’t even noticed you standing there, his mind too wrapped up in whatever thought was clawing at him.

you bit your lip, then sighed, calling out. "axl."

no reaction.

with a huff you strode over to him, the strong smell of cigarettes immediately filling your nose. you put your hands on his shoulders, leaning down to press a kiss to his cheek. he gave you the smallest glance, barely meeting your eyes before his attention returned to his notebook.

"axl." you tried again, irritation creeping into your voice. "you've been in here for days. don't you miss me?" he didn't even look up this time. "not now y/n. i'm working." you took a deep breath to stay as calm as possible but something inside you snapped. he didn't even notice your lingerie, didn't even spend a second to fully look at you. you moved swiftly, placing yourself on his lap, straddling him. you tried to stifle a moan when you felt your core pressing directly against his cock. your fingers ran over his chest, almost grazing his dick, as you leaned in close, your voice husky and low. "i need you daddy. please."

axl's eyes flared, his grip on his pen tightening as he scowled. he gripped your waist and shoved you off his lap, his tone dark and edged with frustration. "what the fuck, y/n? I don't have time for this right now. just let me finish this, alright?"

you crossed your arms, glaring at him. "you don't have time? axl, you've had plenty time the past days. you've barely even looked at me since you got home. I'm right here and all you care about are your stupid songs."

Axl's eyes narrowed. "you know how important this is to me. i don't need you coming in here, distracting me when i'm trying to work." his voice dripped with irritation, dismissive and cold. "or do you not get it?"

"I get it axl." you shot back, your voice shaking with anger. "but I won't just sit around, ignored like some groupie waiting for your attention."

"you're acting like a child." he muttered, returning to his work as if you weren't even there.

for a long moment, you stared at him, feeling a mixture of hurt and fury simmering inside you. you clenched your jaw and forced yoursefl to calm down, letting your face settle into a passive mask. "fine." you said, your tone cold, yet laced with an edge of defiance. you left the room, leaving the door open on purpose. if he could act like a asshole, then you could too.

you knew exactly what you were about to do and you knew he wouldn't like it.

you walked into the living room, just a few feet away from the music room, removed your bra and tossed it to the floor. next you let your thong slide down your legs before you settled on the couch, laying down comfortably.

if axl wouldn't give you the satisfaction you would have to do it yourself.

you spread your legs wide, letting a hand wander down your body, running your fingers along your thighs. slowly, one of your digits began to rub small, soft circles on your clit, your breaths already deliberately heavy. with your free hand you reached up to your breasts and squeezed them. the circles you drew on your nub began to fasten and you felt yourself getting wetter and wetter. you let your fingers inch down and you slowly pushed two of them inside your warm hole, a loud moan escaping your lips. you started to pump your fingers in and out of your walls in a fast pace, always brushing against your sweet spot. by now, your moans and whines were getting louder and more desperate.

and you knew axl could hear you.

within seconds, you heard the sharp sound of his chair scraping against the floor, followed by heavy footsteps. he stormed out of the music room, his face a mask of fury which darkened even more when he finally saw what was going on. "the fuck do you think you're doing?" his voice was low and rough, a warning edge slicing through the words, as he inched closer to your form.

"ah-just taking care of myself, since you're too busy." you looked up at him with innocent eyes, biting your lip but you didn’t stop. your moans grew louder, your movements more rough and deliberate.

axl's expression turned even darker and his hands shot out, grabbing both your wrists to stop you from pleasing yourself, eliciting a cry from you. with a great force, he pulled you to your feet, a hand immediately wrapping around your throat. but his eyes were burning with a possessive intensity that made your heart race.

now you got him.

"you want my attention?" he hissed, his grip tightened, almost cutting off your airways as he stepped closer, towering over you, his tone dropping to a low, dangerous murmur. a challenging smirk played on your lips, teasing him further.

"you think this is funny?“ he hissed, his voice thick with dominance. "you think you can tease me like this and get away with it?“

your breathing quickened, your core throbbed, a thrill rushed through your veins at his possessiveness, but you kept up your defiance.

"i wanted your attention." you whispered. "looks like i got it.“

axl‘s lips curled into a wicked, dark smirk, his hands on your body tightening as he leaned down to your level, his face inches from yours. "oh, now you’ve got my attention, sweetheart.“ he murmured, his voice rough, intimidating almost. "but you’re not going to like what happens next.“

without another word, axl pulled you close, his lips crushing against yours, forceful, leaving no room to protest. his hand on your waist tightened, pulling you against his body with a roughness that bordered on possessive fury. he didn't waste time, his hands exploring you as if reclaiming what was his, reminding you who was in control. you gasped against his mouth as he squeezed your throat stronger, making him slip his tongue inside your mouth.

your tongues were dancing, fighting for dominance which axl undoubtedly won. after a few seconds he pulled back before his lips traveled down your neck, sucking and licking your flesh. "is this what you wanted? to provoke me?" he snarled, leaving a fresh dark mark on your neck.

"maybe.“ you mumbled out, your lips trying to find his again.

"fucking brat.“

he didn’t wait for you to respond, in one swift motion, he lifted you up, making you wrap your legs around his torso. his lips captured yours again in an dominant kiss, claiming you. he strolled towards your bedroom.

your heart pounded in your chest, a mix of fear and excitement surging through you. you had pushed him and now you were going to pay the price. axl kicked the door shut behind you, throwing you on the bed with such a great force that left no room for argument. he immediately was on you, his eyes blazing with control. "you don’t get to act like a slut, y/n.“ he growled, his fingers gripping your chin as he forced you to look at him. "i’m in charge here. do you unterstand me.“

you nodded breathlessly, your body trembling with anticipation.

"say it.“

"you‘re in charge.“ you whispered, eyes glued to his lips.

"good girl.“ he muttered, his lips slightly brushing against yours. "you are mine, sweetheart. only i get to touch you.“

the way his words left his mouth, sent shivers down your spine. his dominance left you always nervous. he pushed himself off the bed, getting rid of his shirt, before returning his attention to you.

"lay down on your belly, ass up.“ he commanded sharply and you quickly did as you were told. your face was mushed up against the duvets and you were waiting for his next move.

you felt him sitting down next to you, gently caressing your ass cheeks. "count.“ he simply said and before you could even react, he landed a harsh spank on your ass. your body jumped forward at the sudden pain, a scream echoing off the walls.

"one.“

"good girl.“ smack. another rough hit came down on your flesh. "two.“ smack. and another one. "three.“ axl rubbed your already reddening ass again, his digits slowly wandering down to your pussy.

"you’re dripping. you fucking slut are enjoying this.“ he growled as he felt your wetness against his fingers. for that he landed two hits with all of his force on both your cheeks, making your core throb in anticipation. roughly, he grabbed the roots of your hair and pulled you into an kneeling position. "did you like that huh?“ he snarled in your ear. "do you like being punished, slut?“

"yes, sir.“ you whimpered, your breath hitching. "say thank you.“

"thank you for punishing me, sir.“ you mewled out, heart racing. axl chuckled darkly in reply before releasing his grip on you. "get back there.” he ordered, gesturing to the headboard. slowly, you crawled back and leaned against it. your eyes followed him as he walked up to his dresser and pulled out two pair of handcuffs. your breath quickened of the ideas what he would do with them. you guys never tried bondage or anything like that before.

with a devilish grin he turned around and made his way over to the bed, crawling up to you again. he trapped your body between his legs, one hand reaching out for your wrists. "i thought we’d try something new today.” he said, voice full of mischief.

you glared up at him with wide eyes, uncertainty glimmering in them. "oh baby, don’t be scared. i won’t go too rough.” axl uttered challenging. he closed one of the cuffs around your wrist, when you pulled slightly back.

"axl…” you stammered, you didn’t know what he was up to and the fact that he wanted to punish you made you a little bit nervous.

"do you trust me, y/n?” he whispered, looking at you with soft eyes. he still cared. he wanted you to be comfortable, doesn’t matter what.

"yes.” you whispered back, giving him a soft smile which he returned before he cuffed your wirst to the bed post. he reached out for the other one, cuffing it to the other wooden post. he glared down at you, his eyes gleaming with mischief when you tug helplessly on your cuffs.

you watched him, your heart beating rapidly, as he got off the bed and pulled down his pants and boxers, his red, swollen tip glistening with pre-cum. "i can’t wait to ruin that little body of yours.” he growled as he crawled back on the bed. he spread your legs, settling between them, before he hovered over you, his lips almost touching yours. your hands wanted to wrap around his neck out of instinct but when they didn’t move further and you heard the clinking sound of the cuffs, you whined out. you almost forgot that he had you cuffed to the bed.

axl smirked in reply, a low chuckle ringing through your ears. “please let me touch you.” you begged him.

“where would be the fun, if i’d let you? no chance, doll.” he pointed out challenging, earning a huff from you. his eyes flickered down to your lips, dark with desire, and you felt your own pulse racing when he finally leaned in, capturing your lips with a hunger that was undeniable. the familiar taste of cigarettes you loved so much, immediately touched your tongue when axl slipped his inside your mouth, exploring and tasting you feverishly. a muffled gasp left your lips as he let a hand glide up and down your inner thigh, igniting a spark.

you felt him grin into the kiss when you slightly buckled your hips to sign him that you needed more. slowly, his fingers inched closer to your core, barely grazing your slick lips. he was teasing you and he enjoyed it deeply. and the fact that you were cuffed and not able to do anything against it made it even more arousing to him.

with a sharp breath you pulled away from his lips, your eyes searching for his. “please axl.”

“do you think brats like you deserve to be touched?” he teased further, his digits drawing slow circles near your most sensitive part.

“i promise i’ll be a good girl. please touch me, daddy.” you whimpered out, your burning core screaming for his touch. “you can do better than that.” he replied, pressing a small peck to your lips. your lips pouted in frustration, your hands wrestling against the cuffs.

“please daddy, fuck me, do whatever you want with me. please, i need you. i’ll be your good girl.” you pleaded him, giving him the best puppy eyes you had. “whatever you say, doll.” he whispered right into your ear, his voice rough. you were relieved when you finally felt his fingers sliding up down your wet entrance, teasing your clit here and there. his lips found yours again before he easily slipped two of his digits inside your welcoming walls until he was knuckles deep. a heavy, muffled moan rattled against the wall when he began to slowly push in and out of you. his fingers expertly curled up and started to massage your g-spot, teasingly.

you needed more. his slow teasing was driving you insane and he knew that. with a groan, you ripped away from your kiss, taking deep breaths before looking up at him. "go faster axl."

he didn't reply, instead he pressed a line of kisses on your jaw and down to your neck, sucking on your flesh. but shock waves of pleasure shot through your whole body when he suddenly thrusted his fingers against your spot with such a great force that made you see stars. "oh fuck!" you managed to squeak out before your eyes closed, focusing on the pleasure he gave to you. axl abused your sweet spot with fever, bringing you closer to your release.

the squelching sounds of your pussy hung in the air and axl tried his best to hold himself back but it was almost impossible for him. "fuck it.“ he mumbled before he pulled away from your neck and removed his fingers from your cunt. a whine left your lips as your approaching orgasm faded away.

you knew that you were his weakness and that he was addicted to your little pussy. there was nothing he loved more than to be buried inside of you.

in a matter of seconds he got to his knees and put his hands on your hips before turning you around to lay on your belly. your wrists were uncomfortably twisted, making you hiss out. his hand reached under your waist and pulled your ass up in the air. he threw a harsh slap to your ass before he entered you in the blink of an eye. a pathetic whine hung in the air as he filled you to the brim, his size stretching your cunt painfully, immediately starting off with an fast and bruising pace.

axl couldn’t contain his own growls when he finally felt your walls wrapping tightly around his cock. his neck arched back, pounding into you with great desire, enjoying the warmth you gave to him. your moans grew louder as his thrusts became more relentlessly, your body already aching. "you feel so good baby.“ he groaned out, striking your ass again.

"can’t grow tired of fucking this tight little pussy.“ he continued, his hips clashing against your ass harder. the heavy smell of sex, your aching body, the sound your body’s made and axl‘s sexy growls made your mind all dizzy. all you could think off was axl‘s dick hammering into you without mercy.

"you like being fucked like slut?“ he sneered, grabbing your hair to force you to look at him. you frantically nodded your head, too lost in pleasure to actually answer him.

"speak when you’re spoken to.“ he uttered, slapping your ass two times with great strength. "yes daddy, i love it.“ you spluttered out, looking at him with hazy eyes. he smirked down at you devilishly before releasing his grip on your hair.

you tugged on your restraints, wanting to be freed from the painful pressure on your wrists. "don’t even try it baby.“ axl stated, making you cry out defeatedly.

you could feel his thrusts getting deeper and more erratic, his moans became louder and his dick pulsated inside of you heavily, signing you that he was close to his release. you wanted to cum as well but without any stimulation on your clit it was hard for you to reach your high.

and axl knew this too well.

he purposely didn’t give your clit any attention to punish you. usually, he would make you cum at least 6 times in one session.

"m‘gonna fill this little cunt up.“ he moaned out, going as fast as he could possibly go before spurting his seed deep inside of you. his tip twitched uncontrollably and you could feel his cum painting your walls. he continued to fuck into you, riding out his orgasm before stopping his movements. slowly he pulled his dick out of your hole, eliciting a whine from you.

exhaustedly, you turned your head to face him, staring up at him with puppy eyes, only to find him looking at you already. "axl…“ you stammered, a tear threatening to escape your eye. he knew exactly what you were referring to.

he didn’t make you cum.

and that made you sad.

"look at you. my little princess is crying because she didn’t get to cum.“ he mocked you, a smirk playing on his lips.

"you think you deserve to cum after the stunt you pulled earlier?“ he asked you, now completely serious.

"i- i‘m sorry daddy. i won’t do that again, i’ll be good.“ you stuttered, voice shaking.

he simply huffed out before he got off the bed, walking around the bed to open the drawer of his bedside table. you watched him closely as he pulled out a small key and kneeled on the bed again. he unlocked both of the cuffs that were wrapped around your wrists before placing the key back in the drawer.

your hands immediately massaged the sore spots, a forming bruise on both sides. "come on, lay on your back.“ he commanded, his voice now soft. your lip quivered slightly because of the slowly purple turning spots on your wrists and the denial of your orgasm.

axl must have noticed that you were upset and helped you getting comfortable in the new position. "everything’s okay princess.“ he mumbled, petting your head softly before crawling between your legs, kind of regretting that he was so rough with you.

the sight of his seed oozing out of your hole made him hard again, wanting to fuck you once more but he mentally slapped himself across the face.

now it was your turn to receive pleasure.

he spread your legs and bent your knees. you slightly propped yourself up on your elbows as you watched him gather his cum that was dripping out of your hole on his fingers before pushing them inside of you. a soft moan left your lips, finally having him inside you again. his fingers immediately found your g-spot again and he began to stimulate it with an delicious pace and pressure. not to rough, not too soft, simply just perfect. then, he wrapped his lips around your clit, letting his tongue flick around the puffy nub. you inhaled sharply, your head tossing back and the feeling. axl began to suck on your clit, creating an toe-curling vacuum, while still flicking it with his tongue.

your orgasm was building up quickly because of your already sensitive cunt and overstimulated g-spot. his fingers sped up a little and got rougher, getting you even closer. your hand found its way to his long hair, tugging on it harshly. "i’m close.“ you whimpered, eyes shut and focused on his movements.

as soon as the words left your mouth, axl sucked harder and fingered you faster. a pornographic moan rattled against the walls as your orgasm washed over you, finally experiencing your desired release. your legs were shaking, toes curling and your whole body felt like it was on fire. "fuck! axl!“ you yelled out as he continued his assault on your pussy, overstimulating you. he removed his mouth from you but his digits never stopped with their movements. again, he got on his knees, allowing him to fuck you with more strength.

the intense pressure on your spot was making you see stars but axl just got even rougher, determined to make you squirt.

"axl!!“ you cried out, collapsing back against the pillows.

"come on, i know you can do it.“ he growled, pressing his thumb against your clit. and before you could even comprehend it, the most powerful orgasm you ever had crushed through you, your juices squirting out of you, coating axl‘s hand and the duvet. your hands were gripping the blanket like your live depended on it and loud, high pitched cries and whimpers fell from your lips.

"good fucking girl.“ axl groaned out, pleased to see your liquid all over the bed. he pushed his fingers in and out of you a few more times before pulling them away. your mouth hung wide open and your eyes were closed, too caught up in the after waves of your orgasm. "oh shit.“ you whispered.

axl chuckled slightly before crawling up to you, laying down next to you. his arms wrapped around you, pulling you in his embrace. he pressed a kiss to your forehead, his hands gently stroking your body. "you did so good, princess.“

"you know that i love you, right?“ he asked you, kissing you again.

you exhaustedly nodded your head, leaning against his chest.

"i‘m sorry for not giving you any attention. it was stupid of me.“ he mumbled, his voice laced with regret.

"it’s fine axl. i love you.“ you replied, your tone just above a whisper. he gently grabbed your chin, tilting it up just enough to press his lips against yours, kissing you with such a softness that made you melt.

REQUESTS ARE OPENED <3

[thesmokingguns]

Cuddles w/ Axl Rose

Axl loved when you were in these moods. Usually touch averse every once in a blue moon you’d be extra snuggly, curled up against him any chance that you could get. The moods came on randomly and he never knew when it would happen.

But tonight you wanted to be held.

Sliding from the couch your bare feet sunk into the carpet as you headed up the stairs toward the bedroom. You stopped over the second to last step that creaked loudly if stepped on past 9PM. That was all you needed, to wake up the dog before you even got into the bedroom. His barking would alert Axl and you knew if he was awake to greet you that you’d be self conscious about sliding into bed with him.

Pushing open the door, you bit your lip as you saw him, curled in bed. He looked so at peace, the dog at his feet looking up with a cocked head as you entered, silent as a ghost. His tattoos were all showing in the pale moonlight. Faded colors and lines that had once been vibrant dulled with age. And yet, you smiled at him, still in awe of how he looked even though he had been robbed of his youth years before you had met him.

Carefully , you moved to him.

As you slipped into his bedroom, the smell of his cologne hung in the air. Rich and heavy, making you want to nuzzle against his neck to breathe him in. Your eyes opened as you watched him, unaware you were in there. Thinking you had fallen asleep on the couch again.

You shrugged your shoulders, the lightweight robe folding in ripples of silk on the floor. He only dressed you in the best, gave you the best. Not that you would know the difference between satin or silk but Axl only wanted you to have the greatest of everything. The thin chiffon and lace teddy was loose on your skin and you were gently tugging the straps down, wiggling your hips as you flowed across the floor, closer to where he was in bed.

Freezing on the open side of bed you stood, naked and unsure if you should ask permission before diving into the sheets. The fear of talking and hearing no driving you into the bed as you swam across, clinging to Axl like he was a buoy in the ocean and you’d sink without him.

The gasp of life he gave, pulled from a dream as your nose buried against the warm skin of the base of his neck, hands tucked against his chest. Your feed slid between his knees as he tried to make sense of what was going on. Having been stolen from sleep and you thrust into his arms had shocked him. But not enough that he didn’t know how to respond.

His arms were wrapping around you, tugging you just a little bit closer. Lips coming down to the crown of your head in a kiss that made your eyes squeeze shut, trying not to panic as he held you just like you had wanted him to do.

Still, the first touch always felt a little overwhelming and you had to suppress the ick feeling that left you dazed for a second, reminding yourself how nice he smelled. How warm he was. How good it was to be shown love in this way. You should feel how much it meant to him to have you here, coming to him in your touch starved manner and asking him to feed you with cuddles.

“Hi little moon drop.” His voice was low, grumbly from sleep and you thought about how it made your stomach do somersaults and your eyes drooped low, tired. People talked about bottling sounds and you knew Axl’s sleepy voice was what you would pick to get drunk off of.

He didn’t ask if something happened or made me crawl to him, no Axl was good and hugged you close. He just wanted to hold you all the time and took the times he could as gifts.

Your body was relaxed and you knew he appreciated having you soft in his arms instead of stiff like a board, which had happened on more than one occasion when you had tried to force yourself to be held. Physical touch was not your love language and it was hard for you to accept or give it since it confused you and gave you the ick feeling so much.

“Can you kiss me?” you asked for kisses though, didn’t just let him think that it was okay. Kisses were given out so infrequently that you felt the way he was breathing in, his shock unable to be hidden by this ask.

Axl’s hand slid under your chin, pulling you to look at him before sliding his lips over yours. Usually a kiss would give you the icks that had you running away but today you wanted more. Pushing your lips back against Axl’s opening them and letting your tongue poke against his.

He made that sound, his groan vibrating in your mouth and making you know that he liked kissing and it was okay to keep going. You were very good at understanding him and it helped you feel safe in situations like this, out of your comfort. He had a harder time and wanted to check in, pulling away from you as you tried to pull him back.

“More.” you demanded as he looked around, like something was possessing you and he could make sense of it if he just caught a glimpse of whatever phantom was haunting you. But you were cupping his cheeks, pulling him onto you, “more.” you whispered and Axl knew that he always would give you what you wanted.

And if you wanted more, he would give you all that you wanted and then some.

[gnrlove1987]

Summary: When your relationship goes wrong, you leave Axl. Sometime later, Axl tracks you down at the beachside ice cream shop you're working at.

You scooped some mint chip ice cream into a pastel pink cup and handed it to the little girl on the other side of the counter, happy that your shift was finally over and your last customer was served.

You felt a tap on your shoulder. You turned around to see your coworker Jane.

“You’re free to go!” Jane said enthusiastically with a chipper smile that showed how young, innocent, and unjaded she was. Yet, at least.

Untying your apron, you gratefully said, “Thanks, Jane. My shift couldn’t end fast enough”.

You liked working at Peach’s Seaside Ice Cream shop. The laid back vibe here was a nice change from the life you lived before you moved to Long Beach. Though, some days seemed to drag on and today was one. It wasn’t like you had much going on after work anyway. Since your breakup a year ago, you had your one bedroom apartment, your cat, and your job. That was good enough for you.

Taking your keys and your purse, you walked out of the shop but after barely four steps, you were stuck in your tracks. You couldn’t move and just stared. He was standing before you and looked just as good as he did a year ago when you left him. Maybe even a little better.

You tried to speak but you couldn’t.

“Hey, y/n.” He said quietly.

Stunned, you eeked out, “What are you doing here, Axl?”

You thought when you left him a year ago you would never see him again and now somehow he found you. You moved to Long Beach to get away from him. That way you wouldn't see him around town or hear what he was up to from friends of friends.

Seeing him standing before you, all the memories good and bad flooded back. You remembered how things were before you left.

You had been with Axl way before he was the biggest rockstar on the planet. You knew him when he struggled to pay for biscuits and gravy at Dennys. You were paying his way back then but you didn’t care because what he couldn’t give you in jewelry or flowers he would give you in love and devotion. Then when his album came out, everything changed. At first it was nice. You were thrilled his dreams were coming true and money wasn’t really a worry anymore.

But different problems replaced the old ones. Girls were constantly throwing themselves at him. Everyone around him turned into a yes man. Everyone but you. It started to seem like you and him weren’t a team anymore either, that he just wanted you to be Axl Rose’s girlfriend, nothing more than arm candy. And even with that he began to make you feel like you weren't good enough either.

As his fame grew, you felt like you didn’t fit in with his new life. You thought he had the same idea when he started going to awards shows, parties, and premieres alone. Two days later, there would be his picture splattered on the front page of the tabloids with a leggy, model type hanging off his arm. You didn’t know who he was anymore. Worse, you didn’t recognize yourself. Your self esteem was wrecked and the past 4 years of your life had stupidly revolved around Axl. You knew the only option was to get far away from him. Let him be this new version of himself while you found yourself again. A better version you could be proud of again.

A year later and he somehow found you. Was he looking for you this whole time or was it just some meaningless fucked up coincidence?

When he didn’t respond to your question, you muttered under your breath, “ I don’t need this shit. “ as you went to walk past him. But he stopped you.

“I can’t believe it’s actually you." he marveled. “ I’ve been looking for you for a long time. You’ve been hard to find, y/n.” He said with a small smile.

He went to stroke your cheek but you backed away.

He looked down and then away, not wanting you to see the hurt in his eyes.

“You know, I actually hired a private investigator to find you” he started, “ I spent a lot of money to find out where you ran off to.”

You laughed dryly and stood with your tongue in your cheek “ Long Beach isn’t that far from L.A. You must’ve sure been working hard to find me in between fucking every model in L.A." You said sarcastically. You continued, "You’re so full of shit. Don’t act like you've missed me. Don't act like you were upset when I left. You’re upset that you got left by someone. Period. It hurt your ego. But you never gave a shit that I was actually gone. It was a relief for you to not have me around anymore.”

“You ended the relationship, y/n! Not me! Fuck you for saying that!" he snapped. "Don’t pretend like you know how I felt especially when you ended it the way you did. It wasn’t fair! With everything we’d been through, you just fuckin left! You didn’t even give me an explanation! Fuck, you didn’t even bother to let me know you were ok. That night you left, I had no clue why you never came home; if you got hit by a fuckin bus or were killed or something! Do you have any idea how scared I was that something happened to you?“

“If you cared so damn much back then, you sure had a funny way of showing it.” You glared.

"That’s bullshit and you know it.” he spat back.

You started to retort but stopped yourself when you realized your coworkers had a front row seat to the fight between Axl Rose and his NOT girlfriend.

“Axl, I don’t want to do this here.”

Axl scoffed. “I’ve been looking for you for a fuckin year and we’re not going to talk about this cos you ‘don’t want to do this here’. ”He took in a deep breath before saying, “We’re doing this now.”

You remembered how bossy he could be and it wasn’t one of the traits you missed about him in the time apart.

“I’m parked over there” you pointed to your car that was nestled in between two palm trees, “we can talk in my car. Ok?”

He nodded and followed you. He sat in the passenger seat while you sat in the front. It was silent for a beat as you both looked around nervously.

”It broke my heart when you left me, y/n."

“Yeah, well it broke my heart when you wouldn’t come home at night for no reason other than you just didn’t want to. It broke my heart when you would make me feel like I wasn’t good enough for you. You broke my heart long before the relationship was officially over, Axl.”

"It was a hard time for me. My whole world was changing. I didn’t know how else to handle it. I’m sorry. But you should’ve told me that. Not just leave.”

“I’m sorry I left but it was the only way. If I would’ve talked to you about all this you just would’ve thrown a tantrum and-”

“You’re fucking throwing this back on me!?”

“Take responsibility for your shit, Axl! You know what I’m saying is true. That’s why you’re getting angry again!”

“I don’t know why I came here!” Axl began to get in your face

“Then leave!” You shouted

“I will! “ he shouted back

You two glared at each other, chests heaving with your faces so close your noses nearly touched. Your lips then collided with his as he pulled you on top of him. With his tongue massaging yours, he felt up your tits as you rubbed your palm again his crotch, feeling him firm up beneath your hand. He pulled his lips away from you and planted warm kisses along your throat, then lingering kisses on your breasts. You ran your fingers through his hair as you ground your hips against him.

“ Oh, fuck, y/n, I need you.” He groaned.

“The backseat.” you said breathily in his ear, feeling his stubble scrape along your cheek.

You maneuvered into the back with him following close behind. Sitting across from him, you unbuckled the belt of his jeans as he pulled your shirt off. With his jacket and shirt off, his chest was smooth and hard on top of you as he laid you down and inserted himself in you. You clenched around him as he rhythmically thrust. The familiar pattern was there just as it was before and you melted into him. Feeling the knot in your stomach get tighter and tighter, you wound your fingers in his hair and bit his lip gently. Breathing harder, the car windows were fogged from the heat coming from the backseat. You felt closer to unraveling as you dug your nails into his back, which he took as a sign to go harder. You arched your back as he delivered one last shaky thrust before you collapsed into each other. You both laid there a minute with him still inside you, taking in each other, smelling his signature scent of tobacco and cologne as he breathed heavily against you.

You then pushed yourself from him and he rearranged himself to sit up. Fishing through his jacket pocket on the floor of the backseat, he got out two cigarettes and a match. He lit yours using the butt of his cigarette and passed it to you as you pulled your legs up. He laid his hand on your bare thigh and kissed your knee before he reclined against the seat. You sat back, watching him as you inhaled the smoke, the first smoke you had had in a year. He sat with a satisfied smile looking out the window. You wondered if you just made the biggest mistake of your life. But, you thought, could something that felt so good be such a huge mistake?

He turned to you, confidently smiling, “ You ready to come home, y/n?”

You looked in his deep green eyes, trying to think how to respond. Nothing had gotten solved and who was to say things would be better this time around if you did go back with him. You missed the man like crazy but fucking in your car was one thing, being thrown back into the chaos that had become his life was another.

Looking down, you exhaled a puff of smoke and softly replied,

"I don't know."

[axlanderin]

blue jean baby, l.a. lady, seamtress for the band. pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man

[weirdgenetic-fuckup]

can you write 90s Axl Rose being all sweet to his girlfriend and they have bath sex in the jacuzzi in their hotel room?

A/n: the thought of this is really sweet but I just can’t stop thinking about how badly it would hurt like on your knees and stuff, man I’d fall and break my jaw power to you if you could survive bath sex

Also sorry that it’s short I kind of lost motivation halfway through, I hope you it’s still good <3

Warnings: smut, fingering (f receiving), bath sex, if you think I missed anything let me know otherwise enjoy!

You were so happy that Axl finally brought you out on tour with him. You'd been seeing each other for almost a year and had always wanted to come with him.

Axl was hesitant, tours could be draining, but Guns was going to some of the most romantic places this tour and he was sure it would make a great trip for the both of you.

You'd been so excited for this trip, planning and packing a month in preparation for it. Axl didn't seemed stressed in the slightest, although you were the one packing for him and his trip planning was also done by a group manager. He did try to help you calm down a few times, it usually worked, at the very least it was helpful and a sweet gesture.

When the tour finally came he refused to leave your side, even if you were just going to the bathroom he'd wait outside for you.

With the way everyone was treating you you got the feeling he had given a speech to everyone, lecturing them on how to treat you.

Axl wanted to show you off, always helping you pick out more revealing clothes when it was just the two of you going out, making sure people saw when he brought you into his dressing room. He wanted people to know how lucky he was to have you and he wanted people to know he had you.

It was about a week into the tour, you'd just landed in Paris and were staying in a hotel room that had a window staring out directly onto the Eiffel Tower.

It was night and the city was glowing so beautifully, you couldn't help but stare out the big window.

Axl came up behind you, placing his hands on your hips and giving them a small squeeze. "Beautiful, isn't it?" You nodded. Axl opened his mouth to say something more but you interrupted him.

"No ruining it with something cheesy." Axl scoffed.

"It wasn't gonna say anything cheesy." You rolled your eyes. "I was just gonna say that it's not as beautiful as you." You groaned and walked off.

"Alright, you ruined it." Axl laughed. "I'm going to check out the place." You walked back into the living room area, a half kitchen by the front door. You noticed another door leading out to what you assumed to be a deck, and it was. A deck with a jacuzzi, that is. It was filled and ready to go so you immediately went to get in.

You went to change into a bathing suit but couldn't find one, even though you were sure you had brought one. You searched and searched but it simply wasn't in your suitcase, so you went looking for Axl.

You eventually found him on the deck setting up candles and tossing in rose petals. He smiled back at you when he heard the door open. "Where's my bathing suit?" You asked, coming to stand beside him and admire his work.

"Come on, you don't need a bathing suit." He assured, wrapping an arm around you and rubbing your side. You rolled your eyes at him. Axl shrugged and began to strip.

Your eyes widened as you looked out across the city. "What are you doing?" Axl was already getting in the water.

"Thought you could use some company." He said with a smile. "Now you won't be lonely. You chewed your cheek but you couldn't deny that it sounded nice so you stripped as well and got in with him.

The water was just right, it relaxed your muscles and smelled so good with the candles. Axl sat beside you, running his hands over your body, kissing down your neck and whispering in your ear.

His hands moved lower, rubbing your thighs, teasing your hole. You let out a soft sigh. "What are you doing?" You asked, voice low and airy.

"Just helping you relax." He said, deep voice raspy in your ear. You melted under his touch, head falling back and resting on his shoulder and he rubbed your clit in circles, drawing more moans out of you.

He slid a finger into you, groaning when he heard the noise that came from you. "You're so pretty, you know that?" You moaned in response, grinding down on his finger. "Don't worry, we're getting there." He kissed your cheek and pulled his finger out of you, you whined softly.

He pulled you up onto his lap, sinking you down onto his dick. His arms wrapped around your waist and he held you tight to his chest. He rolled his hips, you gasped softly and he did it again. You started grinding down on him and soon you both found a rhythm.

"Ah-ngh, Axl." You muttered. "Fuck, go faster." He chuckled and kissed your neck. He started moving faster and you matched his speed.

Axl pushed you off of him and turned you around. You were staring out to the cityscape below, all the bright lights scattered across the town, the Eiffel Tower looming not far away.

Your hands were on the edge of the jacuzzi, your knees resting on the seats, Axl was behind you with his hands on your hips. "Was this what you were thinking when I asked you to come on tour with me?" He asked, deep voice pulling you from your thoughts.

You shrugged. "Not the first thing that came to mind." He kissed the back of your neck and over your shoulders.

“But it’s pretty fucking nice, huh?” You inhaled deeply, moaning softly when he pushed into you once more.

“Hah, it’s perfect.” You sighed. “You make it more perfect.”

Axl laughed. “And I’m the cheesy one?” You waved him off and pushed your ass back on him.

[vinyldreamsfuckup]

Can you write a slash fic about him liking the reader and the whole group knows but he like denies ever liking her and says he would “never like her because she’s weird” and she overheard and starts to distance herself - slash is confused and notices that she isn’t talking to him much and tries not to get upset.

It isn’t until they were all hanging out at the whiskey and duff points out that the reader is being flirted with by some other guy - slash is mad and takes a couple drinks before deciding to pull her away from the guy because he was jealous. With smut involved :)

Thank you I hope this isn’t a lot and of course get to it when you can - I love your writing by the way :3

A: I love this idea so much omg. Also thank you so much 🥹🫶🏻 I really really hope I did this justice!! This is so long. I hope that’s okay🫣

Warnings: drinking, praise, slash x fem, smut, oral (female receiving), fingering (female receiving), semi-public sex, use of y/n once.

You were on your way to bring Slash lunch at Hell House. Guns had been working on their new album pretty constantly and you knew he would forget to eat if he wasn’t reminded. As you walked up the porch of the house you heard laughter. You paused for a second.

“Dude we all know you like her,” Axl said. His words were slightly slurred. He was probably drunk.

“No I don’t,” Slash laughed out.

“No you totally do. Admit it. You totally like y/n,” Izzy said. This caused your heart to jump. You? You had the biggest crush on Slash and you thought he liked you too but you had never talked about it. You were just friends.

“Guys come on,” Slash said chuckling a little.

“Admit it, seriously,” Steven chuckled.

“I don’t like her. Come on guys. She’s fucking weird you know that! I’d never like her like that. She’s just a friend,” Slash laughed out.

Your heart broke into a million pieces. You set the food on the floor in front of the door and quickly ran down the stairs. You ran until you couldn’t anymore. Weird? You didn’t think you were weird. Quirky maybe, but weird? You liked rock music and you were into nerdy things but you also worked at the Whiskey. Plus Slash was into nerdy things too! That’s what helped bond you guys. You were a great bartender and you were great with people. You had become such close friends with all the guys. How were you weird?

When you got home that night you just sat on your couch and drank some Jack Daniel’s. Slash’s words echoed in your head. You thought about all the times you and Slash had hung out. He never acted like anything was weird or like he didn’t enjoy hanging out with you. In fact you guys always watched movies and smoked joints together. He’d listen to your stories about the drunk people at work and you’d listen to his stories about new band drama or the most recent groupie who threw herself at him. He’d always say how much he’d wished they could just stay up all night and talk. How he’d never get tired of listening to you. The more you drank the more angry you got. Until the phone rang and pulled you away from your thoughts.

“Hello?” You slurred into the phone as you answered it.

“Hey,” Slash said on the other side. You froze for a second.

“What’s up?” You asked, trying not to sound quite as drunk as you were.

“I got the food you left. Why didn’t you come in and say hi?” Slash asked. You could hear him twirling the chord of the phone. Well shit. What do you say now?

“Um…I don’t know. You guys sounded busy thought it would be better not to bother you guys,” You cleared your throat then took another swig from the Jack Daniel’s bottle. That was a good enough excuse.

“You never bother us? What are you talking about?” Slash said, you heard rustling on the other side of the phone.

“Nothing. Hey. I’ll let you go. See you later,” you said and pulled the phone from your ear.

“Wait wha-“ Slash started but you hung up the phone. You walked into your bedroom took another long swig of Jack Daniel’s and then sat on your bed. What the fuck?

The whole next day Slash tried to call you to which you didn’t answer. That was until there was a loud knock at your door. You opened it wearing your oversized Motörhead t-shirt and jean shorts. Slash stood on the other side of the door. He was wearing a tight Led Zeppelin t-shirt with the sleeves slightly rolled up and some leather pants. He had food in his hands and a horror movie.

“I have food. To repay you. Can I come in?” Slash asked as he walked into your apartment.

“What?” You asked looking at him.

“I brought you food. Oh and I brought that horror movie I was telling you about! The Omen. I think you’ll love it! Can we watch it?” Slash asked. He plopped down on your couch and waited for your answer. He set the food on the coffee table and started pulling out the Mexican food from the bags.

“You know. Now’s not really a good time,” You said carefully. You grabbed a bottle of Jack and took a swig. Slash’s words still echoed in your brain. He’d never like you. He’s just your friend.

Slash looked at you and furrowed his eyebrows, “Are you okay?”

“Yeah I’m fine,” You smiled tightly and leaned against the kitchen counter.

“You’re lying. I know something’s wrong. Why won’t you talk to me?” Slash asked. He walked to you and placed his hand on the counter next to you, “I know you. Why are you pushing me away?”

God why did he have to look at you like that? His brown eyes searched your face. He looked so confused and hurt. All you could think about were his words. How he said he’d never like you.

“I’m not. Believe it or not I do have a life outside of catering to you,” You pushed past him and walked toward you room.

Slash looked at you with his eyebrows furrowed, “what’s wrong?”

“Nothing. I’m just tired. I have work so I’ll see you later okay?” You ushered Slash toward the door. He nodded slightly.

“Promise you’re okay?” Slash asked as he walked out the door.

“Yeah. Yeah I promise,” You smiled slightly.

“Rain check then?” Slash asked with a smile as his necklaces clanked together.

“Rain check,” You said with a tight smile and he walked back down the hallway.

The next night you went to work at the Whiskey. You wore your black lace corset and black leather pants. Your hair was pulled back into a ponytail and you were wearing eyeliner, mascara and a deep red lipstick. Metallica was playing that night and you knew it would be a wild show. Whenever you had the more popular bands played it was a wild night. Metallica were definitely getting more and more popular and it was going to be a quite the show.

You were working behind the bar and helping customers when Kirk Hammett walked up to you. You finished helping the customer then turned your attention to him. Yeah. You definitely had a type.

“Hi,” you smiled, “what can I get for you?”

Kirk smiled his goofy smile at you, “Can I just get a beer please? And you can start a tab I’m in the band.”

You grabbed his card and started a tab for him, “bottle or draft?”

“Hmmm what do you have?” Kirk asked. He leaned forward resting his hands against the bar. He stared at you. You could feel your stomach turn excitedly.

“Um…Budweiser and Heineken are both bottle and draft. Then we have bud light and blue ribbon in bottles,” I smiled. He nodded and smiled.

“I’ll have a Heineken. Draft,” he smiled. You poured the glass of beer and set it in front him.

“And what about you? Are you available?” Kirk asked with a smile before taking a sip of his drink. The door opened and Slash walked in with Duff and Axl. You took a deep breath and looked back at Kirk.

“I am available,” you leaned forward slightly. He took another sip of his beer.

“Well thank god for that,” Kirk chuckled, “so why is that? A beautiful woman such as yourself should never have to be alone.”

You smiled and straightened, “A charmer? How tempting.”

•••••••••••••••••••••••••••••

“Why aren’t you talking to her?” Duff asked Slash.

“Well she’s barely talked to me. She kicked me out yesterday and said she had work, but she didn’t,” Slash said with a sigh.

“You think she likes you?” Duff asked with a small chuckle. Slash’s heart rate increased. He hoped you liked him.

“I don’t know,” Slash sighed.

“Maybe she’s not interested Slashy poo,” axl chuckled, “but she knows you totally are.”

“Dude shut up,” Slash leaned back in his seat.

“You’re into her. We can all see it. I don’t get why you won’t just admit it,” Duff said as he stood up, “I’m going to go get us drinks.”

Axl smiled, “No one is going to judge you if you like her. You two clearly get along. She clearly makes you happy. Plus she’s fucking hot.”

Slash looked at Axl, “She’s not like all the other girls though. You know? Like Erin and Adriana. They’re loose and hot and they come to all the shows. She’s different.”

“That’s a good thing man. You don’t want someone like Adriana,” Axl chuckled, “Like seriously you are much more of a one woman man.”

Slash nodded and looked at Axl, “You really wouldn’t mind?”

“Dude we’re all rooting for you two to get together, no one’s going to give a fuck,” Axl laughed. Duff came back and set a glass of whiskey in front of Slash and a beer in front of Axl.

“Dude, she’s totally getting hit on over there,” Duff chuckled and pointed to where you and Kirk were talking and flirting.

Slash felt his blood boil and his heart rate increase, “why would that be happening?”

Duff shrugged, “I totally thought she was into you. Maybe she’s not.”

Slash's anger spiked. Why were you pulling away? Why had you kicked him out? Why were you flirting with someone else. He thought you guys liked each other. He looked over and saw you flirting with Kirk. Another bartender walked out and spoke to you before starting to help with customers. Slash stood up and knocked back his whole glass of whiskey before walking up to you.

••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••

You went back to talking to Kirk as your coworker helped with other customers. You and Kirk were laughing and flirting when Slash's loud footsteps approached the bar. You straightened and looked at him.

“Hey. We need to talk,” Slash said to you. You furrowed your eyebrows.

"About wha-" You started.

"Now." Slash said sternly. You took a deep breath.

You looked over at Kirk, "Excuse me a second."

Kirk nodded and took another sip of his beer. You walked out from behind the bar and Slash grabbed your arm and pulled you to the backstage area. He pushed open one of the rooms and dragged you into it.

"Slash what are you-" You started before Slash cut you off again.

"What the fuck is going on?" Slash asked. He was angry now.

"What?" You said back fully confused.

"Why the fuck are you pulling away? And flirting with some guy at the bar? Why haven't you fucking talked to me?" Slash asked getting more and more worked up.

"Why the fuck do you care? It's not like I'm your girlfriend?" You nearly yelled back at him.

Slash was taken aback, "What?"

"Yeah. I'm too "weird" to deserve that title aren't I?" You barked out. Slash's face fell.

"No. No. Did you hear me say all that stuff the other day?" Slash asked worriedly. His hands found your waist.

"Don't back pedal now, Hudson. It's fine," You opened the door and started to walk out. He grabbed your arm and pulled you in close to him.

"Let me explain," He whispered, his mouth was inches from your now. He pushed the door closed and then pushed you against it. You looked up at him and took a deep breath.

"I'm in love with you. I thought it was obvious," Slash whispered. You felt heat pool in your abdomen, "I have loved you for months."

"Wh-why didn't you do anything?" You said shakily. Slash smiled.

"I like the chase," Slash grabbed your chin and tilted it up, "Now let me remind you why you shouldn't be flirting with other guys."

Slash started to kiss down your neck and chest and over your cleavage. He started to undo your leather pants and his hand slipped in, his fingers brushing firmly over your panties. You took a sharp inhale and he smiled. He pushed past your panties and started to rub his fingers against your clit. A long moan left your mouth.

"Fuck...you're so wet. Is all of this for me?" Slash asked with a smile. His mouth connected back with your neck and his fingers moved quickly.

"Oh god...Slash..." You moaned out. Your hand tangled into his hair. He groaned against your neck and dropped to his knees. He undid your Doc Martens and pulled them off before quickly pulling your leather pants and underwear off your legs. He lifted a leg and wrapped it around his shoulder.

"God look at you," His hot breath hit your cunt and you groaned, "You're so fucking hot."

His tongue dragged up the length of your folds and you moaned loudly, your hand tangling into his curls again. He moaned against you causing vibrations to rattle through your body. It felt so good. He felt so good.

"Fuck...Slash..." You moaned loudly. He smiled and let his tongue find your bundle of nerves. He added pressure and stuck a finger in a gasp fell from your mouth. He groaned against you and his fingers moved as he fucked you.

"Mmmm so tight," He mumbled against you cunt. He added another finger earning another long moan. His tongue moved against your clit and he curved his finger hitting your g-spot as he fucked you. The sound of wet skin and moans filled the room. You didn't even care if anyone heard you. It felt so good. You felt that familiar tightness in your abdomen.

"Oh my god...Slash...I'm close" You groaned. His fingers and tongue moved faster and harder earning louder and louder moans until you came all over his finger. He stood up and licked his fingers.

"God you taste so good," Slash mumbled. You reached for his belt and undid it quickly. He smiled down at you and pressed your lips together. You quickly unzipped his pants and let them pool around his ankles. He wasn't wearing any underwear. Perfect. Easy. He lifted you up and pressed you against the door before pushing into you in one thrust.

"Fuck Slash...you feel so good," You moaned out loudly. He smiled and started to rock against you roughly. Loud moans fell from both of your mouths as you moved.

"You're so good. Fuck...oh my god. So good," Slash groaned as he fucked you senseless, "Yes...You're so pretty. Letting me fuck you like this."

You moaned and connected your lips. Long moans and breaths fell into each other's mouth. He started to move more sloppily and harder.

"Slash...Fuck...Oh my god...I'm close," You groaned out. He nodded and groaned louder. His head fell back and he came loudly. You followed suit. Watching him cum was so erotic and intimate. He leaned his forehead against yours as you both tried to catch your breath.

"I love you too,” you said breathlessly. He smiled and kissed you softly.

“Good,” He chuckled breathlessly.

[motleycrueobsessed]

lord have mercy on me

[duffslut]

Don't cry

Axl Rose x Reader

My Masterlist.

Word Count: 580

Warnings: Angst!

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- Hey... - You heard Axl's voice approaching you.

It was late at night, past midnight, you had left your boyfriend's house and simply couldn't go back home, you didn't want to have to face your parents in the situation you were in, so you went to the beach and just sat on the sand, watching the sea and letting the tears run down your face. It was cold and windy, but nothing could be worse than the throbbing pain you were feeling in your chest, the anxiety almost stopping you from breathing.

You greeted him Axl with a sad smile, cringing even more as he sat down next to you in the sand.

- How are you doing dear? - He asked in his deep, concerned voice, taking off his jacket and placing it over you, caressing your back with his hand.

- I... - You tried to speak but the tears came even stronger and you turned your face away. - It's all over.

Saying those words made your mind go back to a few hours ago, when you finally got the courage to break up with your boyfriend, and the scene repeated itself in your head, it was the best thing to do, but you didn't know it would hurt so much.

- Don't cry Y/n. - Axl said, touching your chin turning your face carefully towards him, drying your tears with his fingers. - Please, I hate seeing you like this..

You had called Axl because he was your best friend and the only person who could help you at that moment, he always knew the right thing to say, just having his presence calmed you down, he had that power, it was one of his many qualities.

- I'm sorry about this, Axl... - You said sniffling, looking at the redhead next to you. - I shouldn't have bothered you...

You let out a deep breath, Axl took your hand and held it lightly, warming your cold skin.

- I would come to you any time Y/n. - He said. - You know that, right? Things will get better.

You tried to believe him, but none of his words seemed real since you no longer had your boyfriend with you, who had promised the same things, but still had broke your heart.

- I don't know... I feel alone, lost. - You said, and noticed Axl's eyes sadden.

- You're not alone sweet girl, I wish I could make you believe... - He looked away. - I know exactly how you are feeling inside.

You couldn't decipher his gaze as he stared out to sea, you didn't say anything, you snuggled into him in a hug and closed your eyes for a few minutes, absorbing his scent mixed with the scent of the sea.

- Can I sleep at your place tonight? - You asked, opening your eyes and accidentally looking at him - I can't go home.

Axl nodded in response and you both got up and walked to his car.

You had already slept at his house several times, but it was the first time you actually lay down in his bed, your eyes red from crying began to close automatically, letting sleep take over your body, Axl watched you standing next to the bed, stroking your hair and saying things that sleep didn't allow you to understand perfectly, but something inside you felt that he was being the most sincere he had ever been.

- You're the most special girl in the world...

I will never leave your side...

I hate to see you cry...

I love you...

[unknownperson246]

a/n: Can you make smut of Vince Neil and Axl Rose after having one of them sees their groupie with the other one and they fuck them to make sure they know who they belong to? Or a threesome?

All Night Long:

Words: 874

warnings: *threesome* *p in v* *cheating* *cussing* *come play* *come eating* *oral sex* *m receiving* *alcohol used and mentioned* *praise kink* *toys mentioned but not used*

✮⋆˙ ☠︎︎ ★☠︎ ✮⋆˙✮⋆˙ ☠︎︎ ★☠︎ ✮⋆˙✮⋆˙ ☠︎︎ ★☠︎ ✮⋆˙✮⋆˙ ☠︎︎ ★☠︎ ✮⋆˙

You were sitting at the very infamous club called the Troubadour. Many rock bands come to play there and you have met several of them. Many of them come and go but you saw Vince Neil from Mötley Crüe and Axl Rose hanging out a couple of months after the VMA incident where Vince punched Izzy and then he got into a brawl with Axl. You were bewildered watching them together. You thought they hated each other's guts. Well, it turns out they both made up and dealt with each other's differences. They were out to celebrate. Vince is still with Sharise and Axl is still with Erin. They both looked happy getting away from their wives. You went up to them hoping they would be nice.

“Hi guys,” You said with a grin.

“Hi,” Axl said to you. 

Vince just watched and smiled. He was observing what you were going to do.

“I thought the two of you despised each other?” You asked in a cautious tone. 

“What?. Are you a fucking journalist or something?” Vince scoffed.

“No, just wondering,” you said in a softer tone. 

You went back to the bar disappointed and sad even though you asked the question that got Vince annoyed. Later on, when they finished their beer they went up to you. Surprisingly they weren’t high or drunk. They were normal and perfectly intact to the world around them. They were aware and defensive. You were surprised with them coming to you again. 

“Hi,” you said resting your chin on your opened beer bottle

“We wanna fuck you,” Axl said straightforwardly and confidently. 

“Wow!” You said laughing, taking it as a joke. 

Once you heard no laughter coming from them you knew they were serious. 

“Wait really?” You asked.

“Fuck yeah,” Axl said.

“Okay then” Vince grabbed you and he lifted you to his car like he was kidnapping you. 

You felt the wind hit your face, awakening you from your tiredness. Axl sat in the passenger seat while Vince was driving. You were in the back seat paying attention to Vince’s hands on the wheel. Vince started driving to a nearby hotel room. Vince rented the place out because he didn’t want to go home to his wife Sharise. Vince got out a duffel bag with the toys he was going to use on you. Axl suddenly opened the back seat door and he lifted you over his shoulder playfully. He put you down inside the lobby. Vince went up the stairs to where his room was. You went up to the stairs with Axl and Vince. Vince threw you on the bed as soon as you got into the room. He slowly started to rip your skirt off. He saw your leopard print panties that matched your leopard print bra. He slowly ripped them off. Axl was getting hard watching Vince remove your clothes. You felt Axl's hand make contact with your right tit while Vince’s hand made contact with your left tit. You slowly let your body get used to their aggressive touch. 

“One at a time. You get to go first Vince” You moaned quietly while getting horny.

Axl started to play with your clit while Vince entered his erection into you. You felt your energy level elevate. 

“Fuck” Vince groaned. 

“You like two men fucking you?” Axl whispered in your ear which made you wet. 

Vince felt your slick and he felt him slide inside of you very easily now. You felt Vince’s dick hit your cervix. With your energy, you got up letting Vince do his job. You pulled Axl's pants down feeling the hard lump under his pants. Axl threw his pants off.

“Wanna give me head?” Axl laughed as your hands were clawing at the side of his pants.

“Here you go darling it’s all in front of you,” Axl said looking down at you and stroking your head. 

You felt Vince thrusting inside of you holding your ass to make sure your position was secure. 

“Fuck” You and Vince moaned at the same time. Your breaths were getting heavy. 

Axl kept stroking your hair and you went for his dick. Your tongue softly swirled and made wet rings on his cock. 

Axl started to pant softly as your tongue began to do its magic on his dick. 

“Such a good girl” Axl painted. 

On the other hand, Vince was degrading you.

“Such a whore for a dick like mine aren’t you?” Vince pinched his fingers into your hips.

You uncontrollably clenched your pussy around Vince’s dick. When you clenched around him you started to go faster on giving head to Axl. 

“You’re doing so well” Axl moaned.

Axl finally left his load around the sides of your cheeks. You swallowed letting your throat feel the pleasure of your work. Mentioning come you on Vince’s dick. In return, Vince came inside of your warm and tight hole. You felt yourself coming down from your high. Your body crashed because of a wave of exhaustion. You plopped down on the hotel bed. You soon fell asleep. Vince and Axl left planning to return to you. They both talked about their bands all night long while drinking 10 bottles of beer each.

[gnrswife]

izzy stradlin x fem!reader

warnings: smut

words:246

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

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

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

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

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

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

Thank you!

[thesmokingguns]

Tulip

Pst. You want to be sad?

AUTHORS NOTE/ WARNING: Talk of death and I made myself cry really bad writing this so be prepared.

The best part of Spring, the thing that made you realize that it was a warm weather season and that it was going to be an action packed time was Tulip picking. Something you loved was getting out of the car, looking over the field of reds, oranges, yellows, white, pinks, and purples. It was like a sunset of flowers. The way they swayed, like a hazy summer sun dipping into the ground. You always lost your breath the first few seconds, heart thundering wondering how there could be so much beauty in a world that hurt so much.

This was the first year you were at the tulip fields alone. Forty years ago you were on your first date with the love of your life. You hadn’t known it at the time as you exited his car that this was going to be the man that you married. You hadn’t known that every APril for the next forty years you were going together.

It is your tradition and hell, Axl had always been a sucker for traditions.

So in his memory you had gone to the tulip field. He would have wanted you to be here, you thought. Even if it was the last day and most of the flowers were gone. Leaving a graveyard of where beauty had once stood. This seemed fitting as you reached into the car, grabbing you tote bag and the box that was inside.

There was a young kid working who got up when he saw you, probably about to tell you that they were closing soon but you waved at the old man behind him and he let you through. You had called about this before you came, knew hat you had to ask for permission for things like this.

You can’t spread ashes anywhere anymore. The world was forever changing and with it you were learning the new rules that went along with it.

It was strange, getting older. You had once been this vision. All bare skin that was virant and strong. You had tried to keep up with all the modern positions and exercise but your skin had aged a bit and you haven't fixed the lines around your eyes and mouth. Those shows the smiles you had and the laughter that had once been there. Those lines were a life of love that you had and you could touch them and remember a life before.

When was the last time you laughed?

On your 25th anniversary Axl had given you a dog you had named Chuck. A dog that had a thousand nicknames and who Axl had joked you loved more. But the corgi had been your friend. Running around the tulip fields as you and Axl did your annual walk around, two old birds in love.

Chuck was good because you had tried for a decade to have children but failed pregnancy after failed pregnancy had made you spiral out. Axl hadn’t wanted to see you sad anymore and the pair of you decided to just appreciate what you had together. It was enough. It was enough. It was enough.

The dog had been a replacement in some ways. Spoiled like an only child. But he had been taken from you, stolen one night two years ago. You had cried in Axl’s arms, asking him like a child if he was sure if he wasn’t going to wake up. Poor Axl had rocked you to sleep, dropping everything to hold you and kiss you. Telling you that he loved you. Reminding you over and over again that he loved you. And that had filled some of the hole that was in your heart but it would be a lie to say that it healed.

Now your heart was shattered and sometimes you had to place your hand over your chest as if you were checking to see if you were still breathing. At night when you would wake up, alone in bed you’d place your hand over your heart and remind yourself that you were here. You were alive. For now.

Getting older made you aware of your own mortality. Things like will sand plots. Did you want to go in the ground or in a box? DId you want to be scattered like….yes. Yes, you would be scattered into the ocean at this spot Axl had proposed.

He had proposed after Tulip picking, driving you to the salty aired beach where the rocks were smooth under your toes and where all you could hear was teh waves crashing> Axl touched yoru hand, making you tear your eyes from the ocean that was calling you and then he was calling for you. Love him. Forever. A life.

Yes.

Forever ago. How long did forever last? A question you hadn’t thought of at the time but you were realizing more now that a forever could have an expiration date. And how awful that was.

It was hard. You were sixty and alone. You had asked Axl when you got married if he could wait to die. Let you go first because you didn’t know how you would survive a life without him. A life without him ended up being even worse than you had imagined.

You sat on the wrought iron bench that was painted in the same cheap white paint every year. Thinking about how when you had Chuck how he would hide under the bench as Axl held you close to him, stealing kisses as you looked out at the tulip field. The tulip field that was almost empty this year.

Everything was so empty.

The sun was dipping down. You had put this off for so long and you weren’t sure about how to go about this now. You pulled the box out from your bag, looking at it. You hadn’t really ever looked at it. You knew what you had promised when he died, what you would do with him but when it had happened your heart had been broken and you couldn’t believe that it was really happening. You couldn’t believe that you had made a promise that you didn’t want to keep.

“This is the last year we’re here together.” You whispered, stroking the box as you held the remains of your best friend. The last time you were here together you had kissed in that soft way older people do. Your hands still clinging together as you realize that no matter that time had stolen your youth it had bever been able to steal the love you had for each other.

There has been real magic in your love. Magic that people talk about but you had gotten to experience. There had been hard times, all good love stories have those but even when you were mad Axl would pull you close and demand you sleep wrapped up in each other. It had been wonderful when you were younger because it would only be a matter of hours before you were making love and forgetting whatever you had been mad about. As you got older you’d usually forget what you were fighting about before you were in bed.

“You know, I’m not over you dying yet, Axl. This might be the maddest I’ve ever been with you. But I’m here, at the field, like you asked.” You weren’t going to cry. No. The tears had dried up by now, even though the hurt was just as strong.

Axl had asked for his ashes to be scattered in the field. He had wanted to be the first place he had kissed you. He said every year that the flowers grew that they were more beautiful because he poured all his love into you and every year you came here it strengthened them. Maybe that’s why they looked dull this year. Wilted and out of season because he hadn’t infused his love into the earth for you,

“Loving you has been my greatest pleasure. There is no one in this world who my soul was meant to be tied to more than yours. Forever with you..Axl it wasn’t enough. I want to see you again. I want to be with you I want…” Maybe not all the tears had dried up. “I want you to wake up.” But he was a box of ashes.

You stayed there a beat longer. Your heart aching as you finally opened the box, untying teh bag that held his ashes and sighing out.

“Until we get to be together again, my love. Soon, please God soon.” you begged as you watched the wind dig inside the box picking him up and letting him nourish the earth one more time. Watching him mix in with the flowers the pair of you had watched grow every year.

As he settled in, infusing each flower with a part of him. A part of him that had loved you, so truly and so pure you knew that next year the flowers were going to be the most beautiful that they had ever had.

Your joints ached as you walked back to the car, looking out the windshield as the sun set and you saw the tulip field for what you knew was going to be the last time of your life. It was time for you to go now.

It happened in the car, the same road you always told Axl not to drive too fast on. The only part of the road he would use two hands on, taking his hand off your thigh or from between your fingers to drive. The pain started and your arm went numb. YOu thought you’d be scared but you weren't. You were smiling, laughing. Hearing yourself be happy for the first time in so long.

And when you opened your eyes, a wet tongue was licking your face. And there was CHuck, jumping into your arms as you sat up on the couch. The backdoor opened and Axl walked in, a bunch of tulips in his hand as he looked at you, smiling.

“Oh honey, I’ve been waiting for you.”

[waxlrcs3]

𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐃

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 : 𝐚𝐱𝐥 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐇𝐢𝐢 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐱𝐥 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩!

𝐓𝐖 : 𝐜𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐬

𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐞

You were working late tonight due to working as a model and having a big photo shoot. Axl was your boyfriend who you didn’t live with but was planning to move it with along with your 5 year old daughter Aurora of course. Her father wasn’t in her life anymore so you were a single mom and sometimes you had to get some help with taking care of her since it’s a hard job.

𝐀𝐗𝐋’𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕 :

Y/n who was my girlfriend had asked me to pick aurora her daughter up from school today. I felt a little nervous since I had to babysit her and I had never really babysat anyone before but I was happy you trusted me. I stood outside the school waiting for her while smoking a cigarette looking around until she runs out. She waves at me while running towards me hugging my leg. She wore a pink hello kitty backpack and a pink princess dress with her blonde hair in a braid. I smiled patting her head.

𝐀𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐚: “Heyy axl, mommy told me you would pick me up”

He smiles picking her up and stomping on his cigarette while putting her in her car seat

𝐀𝐱𝐥: yeah mommy is working late tonight

𝐀𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐚: can we go to the park?

I look down at her thinking a little while fixing her seat belt and getting into my seat starting the car.

𝐀𝐱𝐥: hm. Sure we can do that

He smiles and starts to drive towards the park y/n and aurora always were at. He looked at the mirror a couple times to make sure she’s okay while parking the car. Helping her out while she runs towards the park. He runs after her breathing heavily and standing against a tree watching her play making sure she doesn’t hurt herself. He gets another cigarette lightening it and then taking a puff looking up at her playing. He looks around at the other parents giving him judgement and disgusted looks, like he cared tho?

After a while he walks up to her picking her up and ticking her

𝐀𝐱𝐥: you hungry?

𝐀𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐚: yeah

𝐀𝐱𝐥: come on then

He takes her hand and walks with her back to the car bucking her in and getting into the front seat driving back to y/n’s place. When they well get there he gets a little nervous cause now he will have to entertain her somehow. He walked inside with her going to the living room. He gets her toys and sits down watching her play with her Barbie dolls.

𝐀𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐚: come axl

He nods getting up and sitting down on the floor next to her playing with the Barbie’s with her. He also helped her build up a doll house you had bought her. He orders some pizza and plays with her until the door knocks.

He gets his wallet and walks up to the door opening it and getting the two boxes of pizza handing the delivery man some money before walking back to the living room.

𝐀𝐱𝐥: are you sure mommy lets you eat in here?

He says while cutting up a piece for her and putting it on a plastic plate picking her up and putting her on the couch.

𝐀𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐚: yes axlll

He looks at her before sighing and nodding handing her the plate watching her eat. He goes to the kitchen getting her a glass of juice and himself a beer. Walking back to the living room he helps her drink and sits down next to her eating some pizza himself while putting on her favorite cartoon.

Later after they finished eating they cleaned up the mess of Barbie’s and food they made.

He gave her a bath before putting her into a pjyamas and braiding her hair. He brushed her teeth as-well getting her all ready for bed. He walks down to the living room sitting down on the couch Aurora laying down in his lap as they keep watching the cartoon series.

After what felt like forever you came home walking in and throwing off your jacket and shoes walking into the living room and smiling calling out for us. Aurora immediately jumps up running over to you and hugging your leg while yelling “mommy!”

𝐘𝐨𝐮: Hey sweetheart

You pick her up and kisses her forehead before walking over to me giving me a peak on the lips and smiling

𝐘𝐨𝐮: did she behave good?

𝐀𝐱𝐥: yeah she was really nice

You smile and nod saying thank you and kissing me before walking upstairs getting her into bed. After that you walk back downstairs to me. I get you some left over pizza and we cuddle the rest of the night.

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𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐲 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐡 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐢 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭 <𝟑

𝐋𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 ! <𝟑𝟑

[gnrlove1987]

Prompt(s): Giving gifts, Misteltoe

You've been Axl's assistant on the Use Your Illusion for six months. When you first went to the job interview you were so nervous. Axl had a bad rep and you expected the worst. Diva behavior, rude, demanding. But when you went to the interview you were proven wrong. He was attentive to everything you said and genuinely wanted to know about you. Even the things that had no relation to the job. He was kind and laid back, putting you at ease even though you were talking to the biggest rock star on the planet.

He offered you the job on the spot and 6 months later you had traveled several cities and countries along Axl’s side. Spending so much time together, you two had your own inside jokes and would spend hours talking on plane rides or when he was amped up after a show and couldn’t sleep. You even told him about your beloved Grandmother's swan broach that you would always peer at in her jewelry box as a kid and when she died, your aunt sold it off so you never saw it again, but you always associate your grandma with the swan broach. After months spent getting so close, it was in December that you finally realized you were in love with him. You were hopelessly and stupidly in love with Axl.

if him being your boss wasn’t a big enough obstacle, him having a stunning Victoria’s Secret model girlfriend was the nail in the coffin. She was rich and glamorous with men falling at her feet. You knew there was no comparison so you were going to let it be. But seeing Axl and Stephanie together when they were all over each other, you felt your heart deflate more and more each time.

At the last tour stop, Axl confided in you that he was getting someone very important to him a gift for the holidays that was going to be very special for her. That was the straw that broke the camel's back. You made the decision that night that you couldn’t do this anymore. Anytime you saw them together you felt ill. And now you found yourself burning up with jealousy when he talked to you about this extravagant gift he was giving her. Even though you needed the money and you loved Axl, you gave your notice you were quitting the next day. He was shocked and didn’t know what to say. He told you he’d pay you more, hire another assistant so there wouldn’t be so much work on your own. He pleaded with you to stay. But there was no turning back, you’d stay until the last stop before everyone went home for Christmas and then that was it. You’d be finished.

With the last show in the books, there was a big holiday party to celebrate the end of this leg of the tour. Colorful lights lit up the room with every type of alcohol imaginable within arms reach. Holiday garlands strung all around the room. Standing in the hallway next to an adorned Christmas tree, you took your eyes off the beautiful decorations and saw Slash and Duff, drunk and stumbling around, coming to you.

“y/n! We heard you’re leaving! We’re gonna fuckin miss you!” Duff slurred.

“Yeah, are you sure you can’t stay? Who else is gonna keep Axl from going on fuckin rampages!” Slash laughed.

You laughed as you rolled your eyes, “He’ll be fine without me. He has Steph.”

Slash shook his head and walked away with Duff and his almost empty bottle of vodka trailing close behind. Confused, you watched Duff and slash walk off until a deep, familiar voice attracted your attention.

“Trying to avoid me?” Axl asked with a smirk

“No “ you lied. The less you saw him, the easier it would be to leave in the morning. “I just thought you’d be busy with Steph.”

He nodded in understanding. “ Nah, she left this morning.”

You looked down disinterestedly. You couldn’t muster anymore fake interest in her than you already had for six months.

“You don’t like her very much, do you?” Axl questioned

You looked up, surprised. “What, no, I do I guess. She’s fine. If she makes you happy that’s what matters”.

“Then why are you leaving me y/n? “ he asked sadly.

“Axl, please don’t. I already told you I didn’t want to talk about it. I just can’t work for you anymore. “ you replied looking down. You couldn't bear to look in his eyes.

“Fine. But I don’t know what I’ll do without you. Are you sure nothing can change your mind to stay?”

you nodded.

"You know, y/n, you were always more than an assistant to me. I'm really gonna miss you."

Trying to stay composed you nodded your head as you tried to speak around the lump in your throat, "I'm going to miss you too, Ax."

"I was gonna give this to you when we were back in L.A but Slash told me that you were leaving first thing in the morning so here ya go."

He took a velvet box out of his silky coat pocket and handed it to you.

You gave a slight laugh, surprised that he gave you something.

"You got me a present?" you asked

"I told you I was getting someone very important to me a special gift" he answered as he walked away before you could say anything.

Stunned, you opened the box and saw a jeweled broach that looked like a swan. Tears began to cloud your vision as you realized that he remembered all that you had told him. Now, Axl had given you one that looked exactly like your grandma's swan broach, something that would always be a sweet reminder of her.

As he was halfway out the door, you ran after him and threw your arms around his neck, pressing your lips to his.

Taken aback, he looked at you dazed with surprise.

"Mistletoe" you grinned as you pointed to the green hanging from the ceiling above him.

After a quick glance up, Axl smiled in return and then slipped his fingers into your hair at the nape of your neck and kissed you, pressing his tongue to yours, tasting of tobacco and champagne.

You smiled against his lips, feeling him do the same.

[princess-lvcifer]

The GNR x Reader Hispanic fanfics on 2010's Wattpad were something else man what do you mean Axl's my step-father and Slash's my babysitter and Steven's my neighbour who paralyzed me on a car accident