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rockthingsbymeg · 5 years ago

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Hello! I love your writings! Can I request an Axl smut where Y/N has been unknowingly doing things all day to turn him on (example: eating cherries in a sexy way or wearing a hot outfit around the house) and he can’t help but to just take her to the bedroom and fuck her senseless? Hope you like the idea, thx! 💜💜

Life goal: to tease the shit out of Axl Rose

What’s stopping me: Life itself :)

In his mind, anything Y/N does is the epitome of hotness, beauty, and all the good things you know.

So when on a summer day she decides to walk around the house in her underwear and one of his flannels, he already knows this is going to be a very long day.

The morning goes by pretty quickly and smoothly but the unintentional teasing his back during the desert. It was a pretty hot day so they decided to attack the box of chocolate ice cream that had been in their freezer for a while and Y/N ends up dropping some on her hand. She sucked her fingers in her mouth and licked them clean, making Axl’s eyes glue to her mouth.

Later that day, Y/N decided to attack the cherries she bought the other day. They were laying on their backyard and she was laying down by the pool, with her feet actually in it, eating the fruits.

Axl was watching on a chair underneath the sunshade on the table, eyes once again glued to her mouth. “Baby girl, come here.” He said, holding back a smirk as Y/N’s head turned to him.

The nickname only came out when he was horny. Y/N set the cherries back on the small bowl and walked up to Axl.

“Take a seat.” He asked, gesturing to his lap. Y/N sat down and laced her arms around his neck as Axl raised his hand to her face, slipping his thumb between her lips. “You’ve been teasing the hell out of me today.”

“I didn’t mean to Axl…”

“Doesn’t make me any less horny…” He smirked, moving his mouth closer to hers and biting down on her lip. “Want to fuck that pretty little mouth of yours…”

Y/N didn’t need any more words from him. She slid down from his lap and kneeled on the grass, hooking her thumbs around the waistband of his shorts and pulling them down until she freed him.

He was already impossibly hard as he guided himself past her lips and pushed her head down on himself. “Fuck baby…”

He allowed Y/N to set her pace as he reached for his cigarettes and lit one, looking down at her like she was a masterpiece. She was swirling her tongue around the slit and then deepthroating him, all the while keeping her eyes on his face.

“Look at you baby…” He praised, using his free hand to hold her hair in a loose ponytail. “Fucking made for this…”

Y/N knew how to make Axl crumble quickly and used every single trick. One of her hands was softly and carefully cupping his balls, her mouth warm and tight around him.

As his climax began to near, Axl’s hips began to thrust into her mouth. She let him do what he wanted, focusing on breathing through her nose as his pace got quicker and quicker.

“Fuck… F-Fuck… Holy shit.”

With a few more thrusts and a half-hearted warning, Axl was shooting his cum down her throat. His ginger hair was glued to his forehead and his eyes were closed as he unraveled before her eyes.

As Y/N let him slip out of his mouth, he thanked her. “Thank you baby… Always so good to me…”

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W. Axl Rose Wednesday is on!

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rexsketches · 7 years ago

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Tavian’s Sweet 16th

A sweet, little drabble I decided to write to celebrate Tavian’s birthday today. He’s turning the big 16, and all his friends have come to commemorate his special day. Along with a big surprise included.

Read the story under the cut!

Featuring Tavian and Avia, along with characters belonging to @askvincent.

Tavian sat in the middle of his living room he shared with his father Fjord, an unusual grin of happiness sparkling on his face as he took in his surroundings. Laughter filled the air, sparked by the occasional banter of this friends who had gathered around him. He was celebrating his hatch day, his sixteenth to be exact, and a number like that was the utmost sweetest to behold.

Sitting to his right was his close friend Avia, an Octoling he had met when he first began turfing two years back. At the moment, sitting would be more of an understatement in Tavian’s mind, for on the couch they inhabited currently, Avia chose to perch on the armrest close beside him. She was leaned over slightly so that her arm rested on the back of the couch, with one of her long tentacles wavering gently over one of his shoulders. Even in the vicinity of the room with all it’s lights, Tavian was surprised to note that Avia wasn’t wearing her goggles.

“Last one. You’re going to love this Tavian!” Tavian’s attention turned to the squid in a buzzcut to his immediate left at the call. Hunter passed a parcel towards Tavian placing it like fragile eggs down in his lap, while the group of others looked on with eager anticipation. Totty and Vincent both sat cross legged on the floor, the third guest, Cerberus chose to remain standing just behind the duo. As Tavian’s eyes flashed over his smiling friends, he caught a glimpse of the teal squid trying to hide a snicker.

“Let me guess, HE picked it out and it’s got aerosprays all over it” Tavian’s voice took on a no-nonsense attitude as he addressed Vincent with a stern squint of his yellow eyes. The smile faded from Tavian’s lips as everyone in the room sneered at Vincent.

“Oh, c’mon man!” Vincent, playing it cool took on an innocent approach by placing his hands upward in a shrug. “Accusing ME of all things? Tavian, I am so disappointed you’d think I would go out of my way to ruin your birthday.” Vincent bashfully bowed his head, kept one eye open and crossed his fingers as he continued to look at Tavian.

“Buddy, old pal...you have my trust! No aerosprays whatsoever.” he promised with an added nod. However Tavian wasn’t surely convinced of his friend’s sincerity, as he noted the rest of Vincent’s squad were doing their best not to crack a smile as well.

With a resigned sigh, the young kraken had no other choice but to open the gift and find out first hand. After unwrapping the paper from the box, Tavian shot a final glance at the four Inklings and slowly lifted the lid.

“..Cod damn it!” Tavian boomed, closing the lid as fast as he could to plant his face into his palms. The wild cackling of the Slayaz intensified as the four fell down around the room in a riotous fit of laughter. Out of her own curiosity, Avia plucked the lid up with her fingers to glance at the object in question, a small smile and hint of playful laughter splayed on her lips.

“He’s not wrong. It’s more an aerocake. There is a clear difference” Avia gently nudged Tavian with her tentacle and slipped down from her perch to take a seat beside him. Tavian moved his fingers from his face at the sound of her voice, his eyes meeting hers over the contents within.

“I should have known!” Tavian yelled, yet his voice lingered with amusement. There in the box sat a well decorated cake, baked expertly in the shape and actual size of an aerospray. Tavian’s name and a birthday greeting were neatly drawn in frosted writing across such a masterpiece. The howling of the four other Inklings in the room started to subside, each wiping away a tear.

“It was Vinny’s idea” giggled Totty, brushing the sleeve of her gray sweater over her eyes to repel the lingering tears of hilarity. “And I helped!” beamed Hunter with a thumb pointing to his chest, proudly proving he was Vincent’s partner in crime.

“An aerospray fit enough for Tavian to smash to pieces as he pleases.” the stoic Cerberus proclaimed, adjusting his glasses as if a moment ago he hadn’t be laughing hysterically along with his friends. “However, please do not in a fit of anger smash it. We spent a fortune getting that specially made and would love to have it divvied up” he added as a precaution, noticing that Tavian’s serious expression had not changed in the slightest upon the reveal.

Tavian nodded his head in sage agreement at Cerberus. The sooner the cake could be cut up and devoured, the better. An aerospray was an aerospray after all, even if it was made of cake. Tavian, with the package in his hand, stood up as a means to lead his guests on wards to the kitchen, so that they could begin immediately disassembling the horrid, yet very thoughtful hatchday cake. However he was cut short not two steps when Avia shot up from her spot and grabbed him by the shoulder, nearly causing him to lose balance. The yellow squid made a motion to question Avia’s action, though the Octoling had beat him to the punch as her voice echoed in the room.

“Hold it right there Fish Face. And the rest of you, don’t budge an inch either. No one can eat the cake until Tavian receives his last gift!” Avia declared with a demanding presence at hand. Hands on her hips, the girl took center stage and blocked Tavian’s passage if he so much tried to dodge past her.

“What is the meaning of this? Avia!” Tavian exclaimed and puffed out his cheeks in intimidation. This was his birthday and what right did Avia have in demanding he couldn’t eat his cake right then and there? He thought Avia would have been all on board in helping him divvy up the cake. Why was she suddenly wanting to prevent eating a delicious cake so soon? To reveal in his hatred for aerosprays a bit longer?

“Open your squidly little eyes, you haven’t received MY gift yet” she shot back at him, but mostly towards addressing the other four squids in the room, who were looking as equally confused to the outburst. “Isn’t there a rule in manners saying one cannot eat a cake until all gifts are received and opened?” Avia recited, cocking her head up so that her nose took on a snooty air.

Tavian sighed with a roll of his eyes. Of course Avia wanted to make her gift all the more dramatic in being received. It was the Octarian way of things with their strict rules, mannerisms and their flashy, over-the-top entrances.

“So? Where is this gift?” Tavian dryly asked, having no more patience for games. “Put it here so I can ogle over it and then get this cake eating business done.”

The bluster had been blown right out from underneath Avia, the Octoling calming slightly with a hand rubbing the back of her head. “About that. You see...it’s running a bit late. She’ll be here any minute now, I swear. Give her more time to get here. Until then, no cake eating” she wagged a finger and a tip of her front tentacle as emphasis. “It’s rude to eat when all guests have not arrived yet either!”

“She?” Vinny turned to Hunter who wore an equally confused face. The two boys stood silent for a moment before a set of smirks broke out, their heads motioning to Tavian. “Avia got you a girlfriend for birthday? Whoa, whooa!” they both teased, making kissy faces until Totty elbowed the boys in the ribs, taking their breaths away in gasping coughs.

“You idiots, why would Avia get me a girlfriend when she already is mine? Honestly.” Tavian confronted both Hunter and Vincent in a couple of strides, bearing his fangs at the boys as his short, spikey tentacles stood up on end in agitation. Avia too, joined the fray in confrontation, wanting to give her own piece of mind to the duo for such jabs. In the heat of the argument, Tavian almost did not hear Cerberus’ voice pop up within the din.

“Yo, Tavian? Something keeps knocking at your window.” the blue squid in sunshades directed a finger at the window. A large shadowy figure out somewhat be made out in the creeping darkness of evening.

“Oh! That must be her now.” Avia exclaimed sweetly, rushing over to the window and throwing it wide. Everyone in the room, including Tavian looked at each other with blank, confused expressions while shrugging. None seemed to know from Tavian’s perspective, what Avia’s gift really was. As Tavian could only fathom what the Octoling was up to, he watched as Avia’s front half disappeared through the window for a minute. A mumbled conversation could be heard of Avia conversing with the stranger. A moment later, Avia pulled up with an arm belonging to another in tow. The newcomer’s tentacles slowly followed suit, one by one revealing the shadowy form from outside.

“Sorry I’m late! Sneaking out was harder than I thought” an older Octoling spoke as she followed Avia through the window. Much taller than Avia, the Octoling from what they could tell had long, black tentacles much similar in Avia’s style. The mish-mash of hastily dressed clothing made the Octoling appear awkward as well. Very normal, Inkling fashion disaster like. Knitted cap, baggy jeans, satin jacket, and a pair of sunglasses made up the assemble. Tavian cocked an eyebrow in wonder as the voice which resonated sounded awfully familiar to him. Where had he heard that voice before..

“Mad props to scouts like you Avia. I don’t know how you guys manage to be super sneaky without being caught” laughed the form. Standing firm, the figure pulled off her sunglasses and hat, shaking out her tentacles and adjusting the headset she often wore. The figure quickly wiped her brow and turned her face towards the group, namely Tavian, as they all gasped in a heartbeat.

“M-Marina?” Tavian stammered, his ears drooping and his spikey tentacles perking up slightly at seeing the popular idol standing before him in his very own house. Tavian and his group of friends had befriended with the pop star under unusual circumstances a month before. Except even now as Marina stood there, Tavian still felt star struck around her. Totty and her gang were also starstruck, standing with their jaws hanging wide open.

“Ah! The hatchday boy, right? Tavian was it?” Marina giggled and made her way over to the starstruck squid, her flowing tentacles following behind. Avia too followed in the idol’s wake and stood beside her friend, draping an arm around his shoulder and pulling him close.

“Tavian, I wanted to do something grand for your sixteenth” Avia explained. Tavian could only chuckle. He had read Avia right on the nose with extravagance. “I know how much you enjoy Marian’s music, soooo I figured why not bring her personally for her birthday. Of course, after telling her my plan she made it her duty to bring you something special in return” Avia chuckled. From the awkwardness in her voice it sounded to Tavian as if Avia had spent most of her turfing money in trying her hardest to book Marina.

“I came on my own accord. Sneaked my way out of the studio right under my manager’s nose. Don’t worry though, Pearl is buying me time to be here, so long as I bring her back a slice cake! Come back empty handed and she’s gonna rat me out” Marina sweated and changed the subject. “A cool dude like Tavian celebrating his sweet sixteenth? Contracts, fees, bleck! I’d rather do this b-day gig for free!” Boasted Marina again with a laugh.

“Plus a request from Princess Avia is one I must honor no matter how small” Marina added with her hands clasped together in a cutesy manner.

“Hrm, I’d wish she’s stop calling me that...” blushed Avia with what Tavian noticed as a grind to her teeth. Tavain could only chuckle in a remark. Octarian customs, even on the surface didn’t die out so easily. Obvious to him, Marina was still fulfilling a traditional custom in regards to Avia’s status back in the domes. Being the daughter of a General, a dome shogunate, made Avia a princess of sorts.

Tavian was brought out of his thoughts from movement in his side vision. Turning his eyes upon Marina, he gathered a glance downwards to her arms which held cradled with care the biggest mushroom he’s ever seen in his life.

“Please accept my token on your hatchday” Marina smiled. The older Octoling motioned the mushroom forward to Tavian, the yellow squid hesitant at first not knowing the exact Octarian custom to accept the gift.

“What is it with Octos and gifting ‘shrooms, man?” Vincent pulled a snarky face of disgust, his voice a whisper so only his squad could hear. Cerberus and Hunter had no clue and showed faces of indifference. Totty merely shook her head with a chuckle. “Sign of honor and respect I think” spoke the older, green squid as she played with her hairclip.

Tavian had paid the four no mind, staying engrossed at the situation at hand. He glanced to Marina for some sort of sign, not before Avia gently nudged him to reach out and accept the offering. With a huge smile, Tavian graciously took the mushroom in hand, cradling it carefully as Marina had done.

“Thanks, uh” Tavian finally found his voice and looked between both Octolings. “Thanks for the gifts, from both of you. I’ll treasure this memory. Always!”

With the final presents delivered, the group of friends eagerly anticipated the cutting of the aerocake. Tavian of course delivered a short speech beforehand on his annoyance with the things, much to the carefree hoots and hollers for his friends egging him on with more banter. Setting a piece aside for Pearl, Marina packed it away and promised to deliver it to her idol buddy post haste after staying for another half hour longer.

More birthday wishes towards Tavian were granted all around, along with endless teasing from the Slayaz. At the end of the night after everyone had said their goodbyes, Avia had remained to see her friend Tavian off for the night.

“Hope you had a good one this year” she leaned in and kissed Tavian on the cheek. Tavian in return blushed lightly as he placed a hand to his neck.

“Good one? Heck, this birthday was better than last year. Beats that one by a mile! I mean, MARINA of all people wow!” his smile content and happy, entralled that an idol had personally visted him on his special day. “Except for the aeorcake. Worst. Present. EVER! Remind me to bake a roller cake for Vincent’s hatchday as revenge” he jokingly laughed, with Avia joining him.

#splatoon #OCs Tavian and Avia

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