#duff mckagan fic
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Cockwarming- Duff Mckagan x reader
Authors Note: FINALLY have a duff request that makes me so happy like OMG. If you end up seeing this anon, sorry it took me so long but I hope you enjoy!!
Warning: Cockwarming, cussing, breeding kink, p in v, pregnancy mentions (UNPROTECTED)
You were sitting at your desk, zoned in on the article, half-finished laying on the wooden surface. You hadn't even heard Duff walk into your little home office, until he came up behind where you were sitting and stood there for a second.
"Babbyyy," He cooed.
"oh my you scared me," You gasped, turning around in your chair.
"I need your help," He looked down at you, expectantly.
"With what?" You looked up at him with an eyebrow raised.
He looked down at the large tent in his pants, and then back to you. You looked down, discovering the exact problem he had. You rolled your eyes playfully.
"I'm still working," You dismissed him.
"Just sit on my cock," He said, turning your chair back around.
"What like, cock warming?" You blushed.
"Yeah I guess," He said shrugging. "Sit on my dick while you do your work, and then let me fuck you after"
"You sure know what you want," You got up and slid your panties down, now just wearing your skirt, and sweater. Duff sat down on the chair, pulling out his large member and holding it at the base. You turned and sat on his length slowly, exhaling deeply. Duff's hands immediately went to your hips. He turned you back to the desk, his hands kneading at your hips. Your breathing had slowed, but your heart rate had not. Sex was obviously was a norm between you and Duff.
Cock warming was a whole different story though, as much as you didn't want to admit it, cock warming was hot. Duff making you sit on his dick while you do completely and totally innocent activities, it turned you on. What didn't turn you on was the fact that when you did things like this, if you even so much as moved a hair, Duff would make you get off, and get on your knees.
Duff's hands started to roam, his rough fingers gripped your breasts, breathing into your heavily. He slid your sweater off, and unclasped your bra, letting your boobs fall out, his long fingers started to twisted your nipples as his lips pressed against your shoulder.
"Let's go to the bedroom," You caved, starting to stand up.
"No," He pulled you back town into his lips, you let out a little moan. "You have work to do, so finish it"
"But," You protested.
"No, no butts," His dominant voice spoke out. "You need to finish it"
You sighed and continued to work, just about 5 or 6 minutes later you were done. You immediately got off of Duff's length, and turned around to where you were sitting back on his lap, just below his length. You smashed your lips into his, your hands rested on his neck. Your lips moved in sync, Duff's hands held your ass, grabbing it tightly. He stood up, not breaking the kiss, you slowly made your way towards the bedroom.
Duff walked through the door frame, throwing you on the bed. He threw his shirt off and sat in between your legs, he looked down at you. Your eyes found his, you giggled a bit at how serious he looked. He leaned down to press on singular kiss to your nose. Even when he was feeling animalistic, he was still extremely sweet, if you weren't in the mood, he'd go fix it himself, if it hurt he slowed down. Total teddy bear.
"Ready?" He asked, looking into your eyes.
"Yes babe," You whispered.
Duff grabbed his length, sliding it into your entrance, you both groaned. After sitting on him for so long, you were both extremely sensitive. He began to pound into you, his hands gripped your hips tightly, sliding you back and forth on his length. You moaned.
"Fuck baby," He groaned lowly. "turn around and get on your knees.
You turned around, your ass lifted in the air. Your face pressed into your arm, that was rested on the mattress. Duff slid into you again with a bruising grip on your waist. He pounded into you, one of his hands twisted into your hair, tugging it harshly. You moaned into the pillows.
"Look at you taking my cock so well," He growled. "'m gonna fill you up sweetheart, 'm gonna make you a momma."
You moaned into the white sheets again. Your hands gripped them tightly. Duff had always loved the idea of you being the mother of his children. The idea of you with a big round stomach, and engorged breasts, it had WILDLY turned him on, he made it quite clear. You were surprised you weren't pregnant by now, considering how many times you had done it without a condom.
"Duff baby," You whimpered out.
"Yes princess," He panted out.
"Need it," You said, your legs shaking.
"Need what?" He slowed down, but his thrusts remained sharp and deep. "To cum?"
"Yes, please god, please let me cum," You moaned out.
"Fuck no," He gave your ass a hard slap. "You cum when I say you cum, do you understand?"
"Y-yes," You sighed, clenching around him.
Duff gave another slap to your ass, pounding back into you with a hard thrust. He groaned, whispering dirty little nothings into your ear.
"Doing so good, 'm almost there," He groaned into your ear.
With a few more thrusts, Duff legs started to shake, and hips started to falter. The coil in your stomach was burning red hot, you felt as though you were about to burst open.
"Cum with me baby, fuck," He cursed, shooting his hot seed inside of you.
You clenched around him tightly, releasing on his length. You both lay there, panting heavily. You fell on your side, before getting on your back. You giggled as Duff leaned his head on your bare chest, collecting his breath.
"Are you okay?" He asked, genuinely.
"Of course my love," You smiled at him.
"Mkay good," He shifted off of you, grabbing a pair of your underwear, and two of his shirts, as well as shorts for him.
He threw the clothes at you, you slid to the end of the bed, standing up. Immediately your legs buckled under you and fell back onto the bed. Duff laughed. He grabbed the underwear from your hands, sliding it up your legs and slipping them onto your hips, then he slid the shirt over your arms before laying next you, already clothed. You leaned your head on his shoulder and linked your fingers together.
"Duff," You said quietly.
"Hm?" He hummed, looking down at your face.
"Do you really want me to carry your children?" You asked, leaning your head up to look at him.
"Of course I do, I love you so much," He smiled lightly, his hand caressing your cheek lovingly.
"I love you too," You smiled.
THE END, if you see this anon, please enjoy~~~
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Tatum pt 3
My new oc has been on my mind lately and so has her Dr best friends. @slashscowboyboots was kind enough to let me smash our universes together 💕 warnings: alcohol, being drunk, angst, cussing, loneliness, panic attacks, psych meds. Implied mental illness from parent(bipolar disorder)
It was Saturday night in LA, I was working at the bar as always. College was back in session, a girl was getting married so Bach party. At least the tips will be good. I was wiping the bar down as I seen a blonde girl looking me at. I smiled, “Hi you ready to order?” “Hi, um yeah I think” “Can I see your ID, love?”, I asked making sure she was overage and maybe nervous. 22. “First time?”, I asked. She nodded. “Here let me make you something, on the house”, I grinned. “No you don’t have to. Okay she’s already making it”. She sounded so shy and out of place, quiet thing. She smiled as I handed her the drink. “That’s good! What is it?” “Yay! It’s mijto. You remind me of rum”
I had went on my smoke break and as I can back I noticed Izzy’s girlfriend and Duff’s fiancé. Wonder if my boys are here? Y/n spotted me and smiled. “Hi ladies. How are we doing?” I smiled. “Tatum! Tay!”, Susan yelped and giggled. “How is she this fucked up already?”, I asked Y/n. “Apparently she “pre gamed” before I got to her”, Y/n smiled. “And Paul let her in, I’m gonna kill him. She’s getting a soda and what can I get you love?”, I sighed. “What does Izzy get?” “Whatever gets him shitfaced the fastest. Slash and him get shots of Jack, whiskey sour”, i deadpanned. “I’ll just get a vodka soda”, she giggled.
“Where are the boys anyways?”, I asked. “Izzy is working on a song. Duff’s sister is in town with her kids, I think that’s what Sus said”, Y/n spited her drink. “Oh yeah. Joan is here”, I smiled. Joan and I were close, she taught me about being a girl and what all comes with it. “Tatum, my drink taste funny”, Susan whined. “It’s a new liquor, I think Kendall Jenner made it”, I grinned. Y/n shook her head. “Oh”, Susan played with the straw.
Then next time I saw Susan, she had no idea about the Jenner liquor. “You told her Kendall Jenner made a new liquor that tasted like coke?”, Izzy snorted. “She was lit already and I’m not losing my liquor license over her. I don’t care if she’s my best friend’s fiancé”, I snorted back. Izzy had invited me to have lunch with him in the Dungeon. “Y/n told me you were working on a new song”, I tore a piece of my chicken quesadilla off. “Yeah. It’s shit right now”
“Tatum are you free tonight?”, Susan asked on the phone. “Sure. What’s up?”, i asked. “Girls night at mine. It’s gonna be Y/n, Kayli and my sister, Veronica”, Susan said. I hate girls night, but she’s soon to be Duff’s wife. The shit I do for big bird.
Y/n, Susan, Veronica were all laughing about being a teenager growing up together. I felt so out of place, my chest started tightening, I was clutching the target cup that had Jack and coke. I got up and walked to the balcony. “Tatum”, Kayli said.
“Hey what’s wrong?”, kayli shut the door behind her. “I’m fine. Go back inside”, I forced myself to get it out. My chest was heavy. “Sorry about Ronnie, she can be a little draining”, Kayli sat beside me. I giggled. “Believe me, she’s the typical older sister. She was kinda mean to Sus growing up, but Susan loves her to death. I don’t get the sibling bond, I’m an old child”, Kayli rambled. “It’s something but I love my siblings. I’m the middle child”, I giggled. “I know you’re not really used to us but thank you. Thank you for dealing with us, Duff probably made you come”, Kayli gave a small smile.
“No, he didn’t. I decided to come, I need more friends that don’t think bleaching ABC is still funny after the 68th time. I appreciate you for calming me down, I was about to call Duff”, I smiled. “No problem. You seem really nice but I’m not great at making new friends. Y/n and Susan are my only friends really”, Kayli laid her head my shoulder. “I get that. When duff started being in the band, I kinda became friends with them”, I smiled. It got quiet for a bit, we could hear the other girls inside. The door slid open, “Tatum? You okay?”, Susan said. Kayli patted my shoulder and left. “Yeah, sorry I got overwhelmed”. “Sorry about Ronnie, don’t say she’s not the reason you’re out here. It happened to Duff too”, Susan plopped down. “I’m emphatic. It don’t help with my panic attacks”, I sighed. “Needed me to call D?”, she asked. “Nah, I’m fine now. Thanks thou”, I smiled. “He would kill me if something happened to you. That time you came into the ER for your gallbladder, he about had an aneurysm. He over heard the intern talk about how hot you were. I told him it couldn’t be you.”, Susan replied. I smiled, “I don’t remember Duff coming to see me. Izzy did. I woke up and saw him looking at my chart, he deadpanned me, “Told you to lay off drinking, dummy” I giggled. “Izzy something” I nodded.
I was sitting in Duff’s office, waiting for him to finish the charts and emails. He had a few drawings that his nieces and nephews made me, mug that had the Ramones and another that had best unc ever. I spotted a picture frame, I looked familiar to me. I stood up, going to it. “Yes I still have that”, Duff said without looking from his charts. It was us after the senior night for football. I had my black and red uniform on, hair teased with the bow. Duff had his iconic black skinny jeans, god save the queen shirt with a flannel and leather jacket. And those god forsaken cowboy boots, I tripped over a 1000 times at our sunset blvd apartment.
I sat back down, opening my phone to Instagram. Scrolling through my profile, memories started flood back. “Tatum, what’s eating at you?”, Duff asked. “Nothing, just on my phone”, I said. I heard him get up and he sat in front of me at his desk. He was looking at me, finding something wrote on my face that stuck out. Suddenly, he snatched my phone and put in his back pocket. “Hey! Give me my phone back, you don’t pay the goddamn bill”, I stood up. He stood there, not flinching.
I smacked his ribs, “I’m not fucking around, Duff. There’s nothing wrong so just hand the phone over okay?” He smirked. “Quit being a dick, Duff. You know what keep the phone, I can get another one”, I huffed siting down. He looked at me, “What? Jesus Christ Michael. What is it that you’re dying to tell me?”, I threw my head back. “Have you been taking your meds? And don’t lie, I’ve called the pharmacy”, Duff said standing to his full height. “You know you could go to prison for HIPPA violation”, I spat back.
“Funny, you put me on your hippa paperwork. Tatum answer my question”, Duff said calmly. “Yes, I have. Why you think I’m not? I’m like my mother now?”, I spat again. “I didn’t say that. Just that you’re acting different is all”, Duff said. I forced my tears to not come out, it was getting hard. “Didn’t know missing my best friend was a crime. And made you think I was becoming like Monica” Duff’s scowl softened, “Hey, I’m not going anywhere. I know the hospital keeps me here a lot more but you’re still my girl” “Not just the hospital, Michael. Just fucking forget it”, I turned to go to the door. His hand grabbed my wrist, “I didn’t realize how my engagement to Susan was affecting you” “It’s other stuff than that, Duff. I’m happy for you and Susan.” I sighed.
“Everyone is moving on in life and I’m still in one place. Izzy asked me to go ring shopping for Y/n, hell even Axl is in a stable relationship. My sister is almost done with college, she was 10 the other day what the fuck? It’s silly, forget I said anything”, I sat in the floor like a 2year old. Duff sat down next to me, pulling me into his lap, “People move in different paces, somethings come faster to others. Tatum, just because Izzy and I are planning on getting married doesn’t mean we’re leaving you. You’re my favorite girl, have been for 21 years. You’ll find someone who loves you much as I do. If you ever feel like this again, call me, keep calling me until I answer or come here. I’m not leaving you I promise.” Duff kissed my head.
“I love you, D. You’re the best”, I pulled him into a hug. “I love you too, dope. Even if you’re the throne in my side.” “If you ever tell anyone I got emotional in here, I’ll kill you”, I pulled away, snatching my phone out of his white coat. “Yeah yeah, get your bony ass off of me”, Duff playfully pushed me into the floor. “Please my ass bony, never. Yours all day, worm ass”, I pulled him up.
Susan wanted me to come dress shopping with her and the girls. The store owner gave us champagne as we waited for Susan to come out. “She called him McSteamy”, I giggled. “Yup. When Y/n got moved to the basement”, Kayli snorted back. “Does he know? I’m so calling him that now”, I took a spit of my drink. Susan walked out in this beautiful dress, it had a sweetheart line, long train and puffy in the waist. The assistant put a vail on her, Y/n and kayli were crying. “Believe me, Duff will love this one. You look so beautiful, sis”, I got up and hugged her. “You think?” She asked with tears in her eyes. “I know so, Izzy will be punching him to get him back to reality at the wedding”, I giggled. “Thank you Tatum”
“Oh Izzy, she was so beautiful. Can’t wait for D to see her”, I smiled. “You’ll be with Y/n right?”, Izzy asked. “Only if she invites me. I think she puts up with me because her best friend is my best friend’s fiancé”, I said. “What?” “I mean she’s nice and I like her but I feel like she don’t really like me”, I said, looking at an oval diamond. “Tat, she does. I promise” “Iz, we have a past. You can still tell something is in the air, I’m not interested in fucking you again. We bicker but not like you and Axl”, I sighed. Izzy just stared at me, biting his lip. “She knows about us in college, Tatum” “I knew it! She would kill you if she knew I was here. Hell even me!”, I groaned. Izzy rolled his eyes. “Tatum Lee, calm down. She knows but knows there’s nothing there anymore. That was 7 years ago when we were a thing” “Oh”, I blushed and moved to the other side of the store.
“Why did you bring me?” I asked as we walked out of Starbucks. “Susan would show her the ring in a heartbeat. Kayli constantly looks at my ass, I mean she don’t even hide it.”, Izzy groaned. “Kay’s eyes are working great then. You do have a nice ass”, I grinned. “Down girl”, Izzy playfully grabbed my side. “Izzy!”, I yelped. Izzy grinned, opening the door for me. We were at a red light, “I just want you to know that, I’m still gonna here for you”, Izzy randomly said. “Thanks Iz, the same to you”, i drank my chai latte. It’s like we knew that Duff had mentioned to him, maybe another reason why he brought me along.
Conveniently, Landslide by fleet wood Mac came on. Universe has a funny way of things at times, it fit perfectly to how I’m feeling. I would get my person like my boys had themselves, it’s gonna be okay. Izzy patted my knee and smiled. Well, I've been afraid of changin'
'Cause I've built my life around you
But time makes you bolder
Even children get older
And I'm getting older too
Oh! I'm getting older too
I smiled back. It was okay
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Your hands were on his chest, head thrown back and eyes tightly squeezed shut. The movement of your hips was stuttering and it was all too much. His hands were roaming your waist, sometimes absentmindedly trailing up to your breast to squeeze your nipple and chuckle lowly at your reaction.
There was a cigarette arrogantly placed between his lips, moving as he spoke dirty words into the privacy of the night - words only meant to be heard by you.
You continued to bounce up and down on his cock, nails digging into his shoulders and it angered you how unbothered he seemed by the whole situation. There was a smirk on his face, his head resting against the headboard, eyes fixated on your pussy as it sank down on his cock. And he was still smoking that damn cigarette. The smell was the epitome of conceit; he knew he had you but you didn’t have him and he liked it. It made the ordeal seem non-comital and God were you becoming agitated.
“Can you- fuck…” His cock hit a particular spot inside you, the angle at which you came down on him making you stop. “Put the cigarette out?” Your moans were breathy and tears were falling from your eyes.
He laughed at you, removing his hands from your waist to take a long drag before returning them to your skin seconds later.
“Why?”
You continued your movements, stopping momentarily to grind down against him so your clit got some friction.
“Axl, please.” You used his shoulders as support, throwing your head back and a single tear falling from the corner of your eye, trailing towards your hairline.
“Shhh,” he muttered, bucking his hips up into you once before letting you go and taking the cigarette from his mouth. His eyes twinkled in the low light, pupils blown wide with lust and mouth parted as he tried to keep his composure. Then, he held the cig up to your lips, a smile gracing his face. “Take a drag, sugar.”
You looked at the cigarette trepidatiously, eyes flickering between it and him. Your movements had slowed to a simple grind of your hips, his actions catching you off guard. He noticed your apprehension, one hand reaching out for your face. He cupped your cheek and ran a thumb over your cheekbone, his grip firm and soft all at once.
“You take a drag and I’ll put it out.” The smell of tobacco was overpowering and you could feel paper on your lips, heat emanating from it. “Go on.” Your mouth was sealed shut, his cock resting inside you as you sat still, too nervous to move. You hadn’t smoked before and the first time you tried a cigarette would be whilst Axl Rose was inside you. But the odds were good. The nicotine was the thing keeping him so calm and if that were removed, maybe he’d show you some real attention.
So, you wrapped your lips around the cigarette, not missing the prideful look in his eyes as you inhaled. There was a burn in your throat and it tasted…awful. You coughed, tears in your eyes and heard the faint chuckle of Axl as he stubbed the cig out and returned his hands to your hips, moving you slowly up and down his cock.
“Such a good girl. You never smoked before, huh?” The nicotine did nothing to stop the racing of your heart as he dug his fingers into your hips, moving you involuntarily up and down his cock selfishly.
You shake your head and look down at him, a little whimper falling from your lips. His pace was torturously slow, the way he was moving his hips up into you and manhandling you like you were a little toy was degrading and pleasurable all at once.
“P-please.” You tried to gain more friction, tried to make him quicken his pace but his grip was bruising and he wouldn’t allow it.
“Don’t push it.” His words were a warning and he stopped moving altogether, his cock twitching inside of you. The self-control he had was like no other.
Your arms were shaking and your hands were trembling. All the pleasure and pain he’d inflicted on you previously was still surrounding you: his tongue on your pussy, his fingers inside you and the two orgasms he’d drawn out of you, your moans loud and desperate.
It’d been maybe an hour of the going back and forth - the way he’d brought you to the edge only to pull you back and laugh as you whimpered and cried. Goddamn sadist.
You gaze at him with tears falling from your eyes and he looks back up at you, eyes hooded with lust and a certain determination you haven’t seen in him before. He seems hungry for you and the way his mouth parts and the way his breathing gets heavier makes your stomach flip in anticipation.
“On your front,” he mutters and taps the top of your thigh.
It takes a moment for you to collect yourself before you slowly inch off his dick and roll over onto your stomach, your already trembling arms not doing much for support. You feel the bed shift as he moves as well and you feel the heat emanating from him as he hovers behind you.
You shiver as his hands return to their home on your hips and you feel your heart beat faster in your chest as he leans down, his lips near your ear.
“Tell me what you want.” He brushes the shell of your ear as he speaks, breathing hot on your skin and the scent of tobacco on his tongue. You whimper in reply and arch your back, your brain unable to form an answer.
His hand brushes your hair away from your face and shushes you, not in an attempt to comfort but in an attempt to mock. “Tell me.” He kisses your neck as he waits for a reply, the sensation only adding to your inability to speak.
“Mhm.” You sound pathetic as he kissed along your jaw and down to the backs of your shoulders.
“What’s that?” His words are so degrading - he knows what he’s doing and he’s proud of it.
“Y-you.” Your breath shudders and your heart beats in your chest. He continues to kiss up and down the curve where your neck connects to your shoulder and you feel his hand skim your back and grasp himself, lining up with you before pushing in completely.
You allow yourself a small victory as he groans in your ear, head resting in the crook of your neck. He stills for a moment, gathering himself and trying to remain as composed as he was.
And then, he moves: slowly and methodically.
His breath shudders and you press your face into the covers, smiling as he starts to lose his well-built control. His chest is pressed up against your back, heaving with deep breaths, and the ends of his hair tickle your skin; the intimacy of the position has you squirming underneath him and when he pulls out completely and slams back inside you, you grip at the sheets for support, letting out a strangled groan - a noise reminiscent of a cry. You were crying for him.
“Shhh, now, pretty girl. Take it.” One of his hands rested on your hip, pulling you flush against him with each thrust. The other curled into your hair, tugging lightly and making pain erupt through your scalp. Tears were pooling in the corners of your eyes as he moved in and out, his pace sporadic. He’d move so slowly, teasing the head of his cock against your sweet spot, kissing your shoulders, and then he’d quicken his thrusts, making you sob into the pillows and writhe underneath.
“A-Axl…” There was a chuckle, low in his chest and he was gripping at your hips, the warmth of him absent as he leaned back on his heels. And then, you were pulled flush against his hips, your ass in the air, head still buried firmly in the pillows.
He continued his pace, his position helping him sink deeper inside you. Tears were forming in your eyes, your stomach turning and static humming contentedly along your body. His fingers were digging into your flesh, his own moan pushing past his lips and gracing your ears.
“So-,” he was cut off by a groan. “So fucking good.” His cock was continually hitting your sweet spot a hand trailing along the length of your back to grip your hair and pull your head up. “God, you’re such a fuckin’ whore.”
He was rambling, words barely forming under his breaths and you could tell he was just where you were. It was closing in on the both of you, building solid and fast inside of you. It threatened to spill with each thrust, your legs shaking and moaning loud.
“Can fuckin’ feel you.” His grip was bruising, his pace leaving you a babbling mess. “Come on, baby. Come for me- fuck.” His hips were stuttering, thrusts sloppy and chasing his orgasm.
“Axl,” you whimpered, feeling your pleasure surmount and then snap, white noise coming into your brain, the world around you melting away. There were curses mixed with his name and barely audible praises passing Axl’s lips. Until, he stilled inside you, his cum filling you an unfamiliar feeling.
His breathing was heavy as he pulled out of you, the bed shifting with his weight as he lay next to you. You didn’t dare move, shaky all over and still trying to catch your breath. Axl was unbothered as he rustled around for something on the nightstand. You were acutely aware of the click of a lighter and the strong smell of tobacco.
You groaned as you managed to find yourself, legs shaking as you sat up in bed.
“Enjoy yourself did you?” There was a smirk paired with his question and you rolled your eyes, pushing hair out of your face. There was a moment of silence before he held the cigarette up to you. “It’ll help you calm down.” You looked trepidatiously between him and the cigarette. One drag wouldn’t hurt. So you placed your lips around the butt, inhaling softly and coughing as the smoke filled your mouth.
“I don’t like that.” He was laughing at you, pulling the cigarette away and taking his own drag.
“You will. You said you didn’t like me and look at you now.” God, he was arrogant.
“Shut up.”
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Warnings
Unprotected p in v, oral fem and male receiving, spanking, drooling, pet names, mentions of cigarettes, mentions of alcohol and drinking, hair pulling, jealous slash, cum eating, flirty Izzy, degradation, dirty talk, slapping, really fucking rough, slight cnc?, Biting, choking, dacryphilia, lil bit of fluffy angst at the end idk
A/N
I kinda got carried away I am so sorry 🪨💨
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Walking from the kitchen with armfuls of beers, you set all of them down on the coffee table with a huff. You plopped right down in-between Izzy and Slash, craning your head back, bored of Steven and Duff messing around with cameras, and Axl yelling about pointless things that weren't relevant to anything.
You couldn't help but turn your head as Izzy moved to pull out a cigarette from the pack on the table. He placed it between his lips, and was quick to light it. He took a long drag before turning to meet your eyes, letting out a chuckle.
This caused Slash to turn his head towards the two of you, eyeing Izzy carefully.
"You want one, or are you just gonna keep staring, honey?" It caught you off guard but you only shrugged. Izzy pulled the cigarette from his pretty lips, placing it between yours gently.
Before you could even inhale, Slash wrapped his arm around your shoulders and took the cigarette from your mouth, putting it out on his own jeans. He stood, and without a word, left the room, slamming the door to Axl's bedroom.
It was no secret that you and Slash had feelings for each other, especially with Axl's big mouth around. But ever since you and Izzy had been getting closer, becoming better friends, Slash had become more distant, pissier towards you.
You sighed, letting your head fall into your hand as you began to rub your temples.
"What's his deal?" Izzy questioned, eyebrows raised in a bit of surprise. You shook your head.
"I don't have a clue. I'm gonna go talk to him." You stood, stepping over the empty beer bottles that were scattered across the floor.
As you reached Axl's bedroom, you gently knocked on the door, listening closely for any signs of his presence. "Slash? Can I come in?"
No response.
You knocked again, but there was still no response. Turning the doorknob, you gently pushed the door open, greeted by the sight of Slash getting off the bed and walking over to you. He pulled you into the room and closed the door harshly, his body pressing yours against the door.
"Slash?" You questioned, your breathing quickening as his hand ghosted down your arm to the lock on the door, flipping it and jiggling the door handle to make sure it was locked.
His face was so close to yours, you could smell the smokey breath that fanned over your face. His eyebrows furrowed. "Why do you have to do that?" He questioned, but it sounded more like a demand.
"do what?" You whispered, scared to raise your voice. His hand came to rest on your neck, giving a small squeeze.
"Fucking flirt with every guy that looks at you. You know what the fuck you're doing." He spat, before spinning the two of you around and pushing you roughly into the bed behind you. "I'm gonna fuck you so hard that you forget Izzy ever existed."
You couldn't find your voice, letting out a small whine as you pushed yourself back, making room for Slash to crawl onto the bed with you, but he only stood at the edge of the bed.
"Tell me if you don't want this now, because I'm not gonna stop once I start."
You nodded quickly in response to his words, and he landed a firm slap across your cheek. "Use your words, whore."
You turned your head to look back up at him, bringing your own hand up to the forming red mark on your face, feeling the warmth radiating off of it. Your eyes were watering, but you couldn't deny the pulsing ache between your legs. "Please, Slash, I want it."
"Such a dirty fuckin' slut." Slash huffed, his hands coming down to unbutton his jeans. He slid them down his muscular thighs, already starting to palm himself through his boxers. "Gonna suck my cock? Show me how much you want it?"
You crawled closer, and slash gripped the back of your head by your hair, pulling your mouth directly onto his clothed bulge. You let your lips glide over the print, looking up at him, a single tear falling down your cheek from the pain he was inflicting on you, but you couldn't even mind.
"Fuck, you're a little minx." He used his free hand to tug his boxers down, discarding them with his pants. His hardening cock was right in your face, and you brought your hand up to pump him gently.
He grabbed his dick and rubbed it against your lips, and you opened your mouth. He was quick to shove your head down onto his cock, already fucking your face at a rapid speed. You gagged around him, drool spilling from the corners of your mouth as you tried your hardest to breathe.
You watched as he threw his head back, and you brought your hand down to your clothed heat, rubbing yourself through your pants.
His hips were relentless, pistoning hard into your throat. You knew it was gonna be sore for a few days.
You were a bit worried about the rest of the guys in the living room, but their cheers and laughing and indistinct yelling just told you they weren't paying any mind to your missing presence.
You were caught off guard by the sudden feeling of Slash pushing your head all the way down his dick, and you lifted your hands up to dig your nails into his waist as he held you at the base of his cock.
Your nose was brushing against his happy trail, and you began to panick as you lost your breath. Slash pulled you off his cock by the back of your hair, throwing your head back as he leaned down to kiss you.
"Gonna make you mine, make you scream for me." He grabbed your hips as he leant over you, flipping you over and swiftly tugging your pants and underwear clear off your legs. You to let out a gasp when the cold air hit your leaking cunt.
"Oh shit, look at that... So fucking wet, just from sucking my dick? You really are a whore." He paused to pull his shirt over his head, tossing it aside. He leaned over your back, pressing his lips to your ear. "But you're my whore, aren't you?"
You couldn't even let out a whimper before he pushed himself into you, stilling as soon as he bottomed out inside of you. You let your arms give out, your front side falling into the comforter on the bed. Your sudden moan was muffled by the bed, but then he grabbed your hair from the base of your scalp, tugging your head back towards the ceiling. "My whore, aren't you?"
He repeated himself, and you sobbed loudly. "Y-Your whore, fuck." You muttered, scared that if you were too loud the other men would hear, and that was endless teasing you didn't want to endure.
Slash pulled his hips back, and you whined, pushing yourself back into him in a desperate attempt to fuck yourself on his cock. His hand raised, and before you could even think about what he was doing, a red handprint was forming on your ass.
You yelped, pushing your body forward as an attempt to get away from the sting, but with his grip on your hair, you couldn't move. "T-Theyre gonna hear, can't be loud, please--"
Slash cut you off with a hard thrust, and you let out a loud moan, mixed in with a choked scream. You couldn't contain it. His dick was so big that it hurt, and he was so deep inside of you that he was pushing painfully against your cervix.
Slash leaned down again, finally starting at a slow and rough pace. A bite was pressed against your still-clothed shoulder, and with the pinch, came the realization that you weren't gonna be able to be quiet. "Let's get this off." Slash pulled you flush against his chest, rocking back onto his knees. His hands rushed to lift your thin shirt over your head, not once missing a single thrust.
Once your shirt was discarded, he didn't waste any time in trailing his hand up between the valley of your breasts, coming to squeeze your throat roughly. "You're so fucking tight, squeezing me so hard."
You were lightheaded, eyes rolling back as your head fell onto his shoulder, mouth hung open. Your fingers dug into his hips, and your other hand coming behind you to tangle and tug on his hair. "You like feeling me so deep in your tummy? Right... There." He questioned, his hand pressing roughly against your lower abdomen, easily feeling himself through the flesh of your stomach. The applied pressure caused you to squeal, fighting to get off his cock, the pleasure becoming too much for your foggy little brain.
"Oh, that's it, isn't it? Right there?" His voice was so sweet and alluring that you almost melted into his rough grips. "Answer me, bitch." He grabbed a fistful of hair again, pulling your lips closer to his as he sloppily pressed his open mouth to the corner of your own mouth. You were too busy trying to escape the dizzying feeling of your orgasm approaching to even mumble a response.
You nodded, but he only slipped the hand in your hair to your open mouth, his middle and ring finger pushing past your lips and onto your tongue.
His fingers were salty, but tasted so good in your mouth. He shoved them back further, and you gagged quickly. You screamed loudly as your orgasm hit you like a freight train, thrashing around in Slash's hold. You balled your hands up into fists and started to beat against his hips, back arched as you desperately tried to escape the overstimulation.
"Hold the fuck... still." His words were cut up between thrusts and grunts as he fought to keep you held down, your pulsing walls sucking him in deeper than he already was as an attempt to drain his cock.
"Already cumming, baby? Such a pathetic little body, jus' can't take what I give you." He hummed, faking that sympathy that he knew you would soak up.
He snaked an arm around your waist, holding you down as he completely ruined you from below. Your cunt was already sore, and the tears spilling from your eyes had no end, similar to the moans leaving your throat and vibrating around his fingers. Drool coated your chin and chest, and the entirety of his hand, and he didn't even care.
"Look s'much better stuffed full of my cock than you do sitting next to Izzy." Slash shoved you forward again, but this time he placed his hands on the small of your back, pushing down roughly to keep your back arched as he continued his assault on your poor cunt.
"N-No more, can't take it-- Please, s'too much!" You yelped.
Another harsh slap came down onto your ass, and you wept loudly into the bedding. You were squeezing his cock so tight that his hips began to stutter, so his pace slowed and his thrusts got impossibly harder. The steel rings he wore on his fingers were making bright red welts on your ass with every smack he gave you, and you couldn't help but let out the crying and screaming, it hurt, but he didn't care.
With his balls slapping against your clit with each thrust, you came once more, bringing your arms back to try and push his hips away from you, but he only grabbed a hold of both of your wrists, using them to pull you back onto him. Your weeping and moaning finally died down, and you just let him use you, limp from the overstimulation.
You were so fucked out that you didn't even feel the hot cum coating your insides. Slash pulled out as he was cumming, the last little bit of his spunk landing over your red and abused lips.
He released your arms, letting you fall forward.
"My fucking pussy, isn't it?" He shoved your thighs up so your ass was back in the air, and his thumb came up to run through your slick folds, practically shoving his cum back inside of you. You jumped when his finger brushed against your clit, letting out a small whine.
"A-All yours, Slash." You mumbled, and he brought his face to the red wounds and marks on your ass, pressing gentle kisses to the welts and light specks of blood that had begun peeking through your skin, already bruising.
His kisses trailed right back to your cunt, and he didn't hesitate in sticking his tongue right out and into your heat, from your clit to your hole. He hollowed his cheeks when he found your clit, sucking with so much intensity it caused you to lean back into him, despite all that had went down mere minutes before.
He was eating your pussy so carefully and intricately, it was a stark contrast from his previous tone and actions.
It took you minutes of him sucking and licking your poor cunt to realize that he was eating his own cum out of you, and the pure thought had you whining yet again.
He'd groan into your pussy, the vibrations going straight to your clit. It didn't take much for you to cum yet again, so sensitive from your previous torturous orgasms, and you shoved your face down into the bedding once more as you whined, squirming away from Slash's face. He held your hips and pulled you back into him as you rode out your orgasm, finally pulling off of your cunt and gently shushing you as you turned over to meet his gaze.
You suddenly broke out into tears again and Slash crawled back onto the bed pulling you up into his arms. You couldn't form proper sentences, your words simply coming out jumbled and choppy.
"s'okay. I'm sorry, I know. It's gonna be okay." You clung to him for dear life, your sweaty, naked bodies pressing together as your threw your arms over your neck.
All he could make out from your sobs was small "I'm sorry"s, "thank you"s, and "so tired"s. He pressed a soft kiss to the top of your head as he gently rocked the two of you back and forth.
"Did so good f'me, sweetheart, I'm sorry." He cooed, but it was too late, you were already asleep in his arms. He sighed, resting his head on top of yours for just a few more minutes before slipping you under the blankets of Axl's bed, and following close right next to you, wrapping an arm over your waist.
He buried his face in your shoulder as his eyes closed, feeling just a little guilty for the way he treated you.
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You woke up to the sound of banging, looking around to see slash tugging his boxers on, and you immediately felt a surge of shame run through your body when Slash unlocked and opened the door to an incredibly red and upset Axl.
"You're washing everything on that fucking bed. No, actually, you're buying me a whole new one."
And with that, you sunk back under the covers, not daring to make eye contact with the fiery redhead.
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No Nut November
A/n: my dog ate my wifi but I am working on this rn so enjoy this intro :3
Duff, Axl, Steven, Izzy, Slash
Steven came into the studio giggling about something or other. He took a seat on the couch and everyone turned to him. “I just heard about the dumbest thing ever.” He said, barely containing his laughter.
“Yeah, his names Popcorn.” Axl spit.
“It’s called ‘no nut November’,” Steven carried on without a care of what Axl might think of him, “you try to go the whole month of November without busting a nut.” He explained, that rockstar smile beaming on his face. Slash snorted and looked down to his guitar, no longer interested in the converstion.
“Are you gonna try it?” Duff asked, tapping his lit cigarette on the ashtray beside him. Steven shrugged.
“I just heard people talking about it, thought it was kind of funny.” The room went quiet for a moment as everyone took in the new information.
“I mean,” Izzy chimed in, “we could make a bet.” This intrigued most everyone, aside from Slash was in his own little world.
“What’s there to bet on? Popcorn’s losing.” Axl laughed as he reached for the bag of chips on the table between them all.
“So, you’re interested?” Izzy smiled, taking the chips before the ginger could.
“Alright, everyone put in twenty, winner takes it all.” Duff stated and pulled out his wallet. The others did the same, except for Slash who was still busy with his guitar. When he realized everyone was starring at him he slowly looked up and brushed his big hair out of his eyes, glancing around the room with a confused expression plastered on his face.
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Paradise City.
⊰ warnings: smut, overstimulation, rough sex, oral (both receiving)
"You did great! As always though, you all did!" Y/N said, running from backstage up to Slash after the concert ended, hugging him.
You've hardly gotten the chance to spend any time alone with him, they've all been so busy with tours and rehearsal. But at least you got to help with the production backstage.
He kissed the top of your head with a smile as he put his arm around you. "It was only possible with your help though, Y/N."
You giggled as you kissed his cheek, the two of you walked back to the group, everyone mostly worn out from the excessive amount of touring, mainly running on cigarettes and alcohol.
You all finally arrived back to the apartment. Steven and Duff decided to lounge around in the studio while you, Slash, Izzy, and Axl were still upstairs. Everyone was hungry at this point.
"I'll go ahead and get us food, anyone wanna come with?" Axl said, looking at everyone. Izzy volunteered to go, leaving you and Slash alone together. Within a few minutes they were both gone, just you and your boyfriend, who admittedly looked smoking hot.
You put your head on Slash's lap, moving your fingertip in circles on his jeans, sighing.
"Y'know, I really have missed you, Y/N." Slash said, twirling the roots of your hair as he leaned down to kiss your forehead.
"Hmm, prove it. You're the one spending alllll that time in the studio!" Y/N said, sitting up and facing him, you really did miss him, but you wanted him so badly.
He laughed a bit, pulling you onto his lap and passionately, but so deeply kissing you.
You felt his boner grow underneath the pool that soaked into your undergarments, moaning into the kiss as you subconsciously grind against his hardening cock.
You took your shirt off, helping him take his off followed by Slash dipping his hands inside of your panties, causing you to whine from his lustful touch.
He broke the kiss, unzipping his jeans as his thick length slapped against his stomach, already slick just from the kissing.
"Suck it." He said, trying to catch his own breath, you did as said. Slash gripped your hair as you wrapped your lips around his, now throbbing cock.
You could feel him getting closer. His cock twitching in your mouth, dripping as he let out desperate moans. You needed him so badly at this point you could hardly stand it anymore, you HAD to have him.
His dick slid out of your mouth with a pop. He kneaded at the roots of your hair as he pulled you up into a sloppy, passionate, nonetheless lustful kiss.
You quickly took your pants and underwear off, as he grabbed you by the hips, laying you down on the plush sofa as he positioned his head between your soft thighs, looking up at you with the most lust-filled grin you've ever seen.
He inserted two of his fingers into you, lapping at your clit as precum pulled on the leather couch below. Twitching with every thrust and lick he performed onto your sensitive skin.
He enjoyed every bit of it, hearing how loud you screamed his name, feeling your soft hands tug at his hair as your thighs frame his face.
He knew you were close, he took the rest of his clothes off, teasing your entrance with the cock he knew you oh-so desperately needed.
You grabbed his wrists, begging for him to fuck you already, you were so close, you needed him immediately.
He grinned down at you, flipping you over as his cock entered your pussy, groaning in unison as his dick hit deeper, getting rougher with each thrust.
"Slash!- Please, Please!" You cried out, you couldn't think straight, you couldn't even think. His trusts got deeper, hitting spots you never even knew could've been hit before, he could feel your walls twitch around his cock, signaling your near release.
He leaned down to you, slamming into your desperate pussy as he marked your neck, kissing and leaving prints all along your skin.
You were drooling, tears welled up as he hit every sweet spot you had, both of you were near your climax, he ran his hand down your back. You could hear his breath, practically screaming as your overstimulated pussy was on the verge of release.
"Babe- Slash I'm close- I'm so close, please, please!" You cried out, followed by your boyfriend's cock hitting one final time as you both came, the man slumped over onto you as you just had the most powerful orgasm of your life. Crying and squirming in pleasure, you grabbed anything you could, Slash put his fingers in your mouth.
"Shh, let it out baby, let it out sweetheart."
The two of you ended up cuddling after, kissing, teasing, and giggling soon before you two got dressed.
You soon heard the door unlock, Axl and Izzy came home with the food as they both called for Steven and Duff
"Took longer than expected, just got what we normally eat" Axl said as Izzy set the bags on the table as everyone sat down.
"Why aren't you eating anything, Slash?" Izzy asked with a near mouthful.
"I already ate, I'll get some later" He replied.
⊰ END ⊰
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For the night
SlashxFamous!Y/n
Warnings: Smut!🙊
Redemption: Your band name!
Y/N JONES MOODBOARD!
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1989
Gnr and Redemption had been smushed together on a tour as the opening act for The Rolling Stones, and they were all having a blast. I mean how couldn’t they? With 5 girls and 5 guys they were all entangled with one another.
Well… except for Y/n and Slash. The front woman had fiery confidence that made everyone burn as she walked. And to Slash’s luck, all the boys had claimed the other girls before he could.
Don’t get him wrong, Y/n was the hottest member in Redemption. Sure all the other girls were very good looking. But everyone knew there was something about Y/n. Untouchable. Hypnotic. That’s what she was. In every aspect, her looks, confidence, songwriting, and voice.
But the thing was, Y/n was literally, untouchable. No matter how smooth Slash was with her, she never cared! And did that upset the curly haired guitarist.
It was like he was a game to her, he would get so close, yet he was so fucken far.
But he didn’t let himself get too hung up on her, he had the groupies!
Slash had been over this little game Y/n was playing with him, so he’s been with the groupies and paying her no mind.
And Y/n could laugh at the poor man, his poor attempt of trying to pay her no mind was not working. She could feel his eyes burning into her body as she was onstage. Even worse when Keith Richards would always shower her with his sweet little compliments.
Which is what was happening right now.
“Girls! Always putting up a great show.” Keith said as the girls came off stage. They had performed after Guns, so there was no rush for anything. “Thanks Keith” the girls said as they all went to each others little tour boyfriends.
Slash watched from the couch as Keith put his arm around Y/n waist. “You get nastier every time i see you out there.” he said as Y/n smiled at him. “You think?” she said looking at him, Keith looked over her shoulder then span her around to where she faced the rest of the room.
“What’da do to the boy Y/n” He said smiling “Lookin at me like i’ve touched his most prized possession.”
Now it was Y/ns turn to look over Keith’s shoulder, making straight eye contact with Slash and sending him her sweetest smile. Slash just rolled his eyes and put his attention back on the groupie sitting on his lap.
“I haven’t done anything” She said looking back at Keith. “And that’s exactly what’s got his balls in a twist.” She said smiling at him. “I’ve gotta say you play a mean game” He said, now lighting a cigarette. “You know it, I’ll see you later Keith.” She said kissing him on the cheek and walking away.
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“Slash” Duff said as he and Amber caught up to their curly headed friend. “What” He said smoking a cigarette as they walked through the hotel halls. “I have a hugeeee favor to ask you” Amber said as she looked across Duff.
Slash gave her a short mumble, which she took as an okay to keep talking. “Okay so, please please pleaseeee switch rooms with me” She said holding up her key card.
Slash blew out his cigarette smoke, “D-” “okay yes im rooming with Y/n” she said cutting him off “But comon, were all gonna all hang out get fucked up so all you’re gonna have to do is walk back with her and knock out!” She said holding on to Duffs hand, almost jumping up and down.
Duff looked at Slash with a pleading look, the curly haired man sighed and shook his head “Fine. But you owe me Duff.” He said as he traded keys with Amber.
He walked to he and Y/ns room, huffing and puffing cause he was so upset that instead of rooming with Duff, he was stuck with rooming with the girl that he had been trying so hard to avoid.
He rubbed his hands on his face before entering the room, “it’s just for the fucking night” he mumbled to himself.
During this, Y/n was also huffing and puffing, but for a different reason. The poor girl couldn’t find the only bra she bought with her on this tour. Looking through her bags, cigarette in her mouth with nothing but mini skirt and a white pair of ankle socks on.
As she heard the door open, she had her back faced to who she though was Amber, and said “Am, have you seen my bra? like the only fucken one I bought on tour?”
Y/n jumped when she heard Slash’s deep voice “Haven’t seen it”
She stood up and faced him, her hair being the only thing covering her breast.
“Scared me there baby” she said as she took a hit of her cigarette. “Didn’t expect you to be rooming with me”
Slash took a quick glance at her chest “It’s just for the night Y/n”
“You know,” The half naked girl said putting her cigarette out, “I’ve noticed you haven’t been talking to me” she said as she looked at him.
“I really miss your attention yknow?” she smiled at him.
“Whatever, i’m heading to Axls room” He said, but he was really gonna go out to find a groupie and imagine himself fucking Y/n.
Y/n grabbed his hand. “Why go? when you could just stay here with me” she said sending him her iconic sultry smile.
“There you go” he said pulling himself away from her and taking a step back.
“What do you mean?” She said slightly cocking her head to the side. “You know exactly what the fuck I mean.”
“You know” Y/n started as she stepped closer and closer to him “You’re the most impatient man” She said looking up to him, since he was only a few inches taller than her.
Slash looked at her, unable to move, “You’re such a fucken tease”
“Oh i’m the tease? really?” She said smiling at him, moving her mouth to his ear “You can’t even imagine what you make me feel” she whispered “When you’re out there on stage, all sweaty, all big and bad.”
She bit his ear lobe before looking back at his face, both of them looking at each others lips.
“I’ll show you a good time baby” she said looking at him with her doll eyes, kissing him.
Slash had to take a moment on what the fuck just happened, but after a split second of feeling her lips on his, he started to kiss her back.
Y/n deepened the kiss as Slash gladly did too, one of her hands around his neck as the other found it’s way to his hair. Pulling his head back to catch a breath.
“You still wanna go to Axls?” She said teasing him. “Fuck you” he responded as he lifted her by her legs and reconnected their lips.
She giggled as he threw her on the bed. Looking up at him as he stood before her. “Not fair that i’m the only one who’s topless” She said as she tugged the hem of his shirt.
Slash threw his shirt off, walked over to the side of the bed and layed down on his back.
Y/n looked over her shoulder, smiling at him as she crawled over to him and sat right on his waist.
His hands moved her hair out the way of her tits and began to grope them.
Smiling, Y/n reconnected their lips and began to rub herself on his leather pants. Her skirt had been risen up, her flimsy panties being the only thing covering her crotch.
Slash parted his lips as Y/n kissed down his neck, using her hands to unbutton his pants.
“You’re so fucken hot” he panted, feeling she was moving at a slow pace on purpose. “I know” she smiled as she had successfully put his pants down, revealing his hard member.
Looking down at his dick, she was excited. Spitting on her hand, she began to rub his member. “You’re bigger than I expected” she said, Slash’s mouth open as he slipped one of his hand in her underwear, rubbing her wet pussy. “shut up” he said.
He flipped her over in a swift movement, now fully taking his pants on as she took off her skirt.
Moving her panties to the side as he continued to rub her clit, “I don’t know why you would keep these on Y/n” he said using his free hand to rip them off her her. Y/n moaned “Fuck you, those were my favorite.”
“Shut up” he said as he lifted one of her legs to his shoulder, and in one swift moment, he filled her up. Y/n let out a loud moan, feeling him stretch her out.
He stood still for a moment, feeling her walls clench around him. Moving at an slow agonizing pace, Y/n moaned, “Slash- please”
“What do you want baby?” he said teasing her, though it was killing him also. “Please” she said, heavily breathing “Fuck me”.
And that was all Slash needed to move faster. Gripping her hips, his thrusted in and out of her.
He looked at Y/n, face flushed, eyes closed and head thrown back. He moved his hand from her hip and grabbed her face. “Look at me” he grunted. Y/n opened her eyes, tying to stop them from closing. “Fuck” she moaned out as Slash started to rub her clit as he reconnected their mouths.
Barley kissing, they moaned into each others mouths. Slash moved his head to the crook of her neck, lightly kissing her all over. “Fuck- you’re so fucken perfect” he said as his hips continued to move. “Please Slash” Y/n continued to moan “Im so close baby please” she said as she felt herself about to cum.
“Comon pretty” Slash said, now looking into her eyes, propping her leg back on his shoulder, fucking her like an animal, “cum for me”.
And she did, her eyelids fluttering, pulling him to her chest as she moaned his name like a fucken prayer.
Slash’s hips began to falter as she came, feeling her walls grow tighter. “Where do you want me to cum” he said quickly, not knowing if he was able to hold back. Heavily breathing, Y/n whispered “inside”.
With a few deeper thrust, Slash came, feeling like he was in heaven, his body on fire.
They both stayed there, trying to catch their breath.
He slipped out of her, throwing himself next to her.
Y/n got up to clean herself up, coming back to find Slash looking at her with such admiration. “Sleep with me tonight” She said looking at him “I’m kinda forced to yknow” he smiled, helping her under the covers. Giving him a kiss, she snuggled next to him and drifted to sleep.
And all Slash could do was look at her, and realizing he just fucked himself over. Because he was in love with Y/n Jones and her little fucken games.
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FIRST TIME WRITING SMUT OMG 😭!!! I hope it wasn’t too bad. Hope u guys enjoyed🙊
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Guns N Roses Masterlist
Axl Rose
Morning After Muffins
Bright Star
Visit Home
Aging Sucks
Step by Step Part 1
Step By Step Part 2
Sickbed
Slash
How to Love Precious
Postpartum
Love Language
Champagne Birthday
Carving Pumpkins
Duff McKagan
Can’t Fix Me
Rapunzel
Stitches
Window
You Smell Like Love
Ghosting
Cemetery
Making a Baby
Izzy Stradlin
Izzy and Joy
The Meeting
Car Rides
Izzy and Joy: What are those?
Watch Me
Airplane Rides Home
Izzy and Joy: Depression Meal Party
Switching Teams
Not With the Band
Working Girl
Whole Band/ Multi Members
Moving to LA FT Izzy Stradlin and Axl Rose
Property of the Band (ALL)
Love Language (ALL)
Our Girl Part 1 ft SLASh and Duff McKagan
Our Girl Part 2 ft Slash and Duff McKagan
Our Girl Part 3 ft Slash and Duff McKagan
#Duff Mckagan#izzy stradlin fanfiction#Izzy Stradlin#Axl Rose#Axl Rose Fan fic#Slash fan fic#masterlist#guns n roses
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Do a fluff one with axl where you find out that you’re pregnant with fraternal twins but you’re scared to tell him
hii! i'd love to do this! thnx for ur req!
Shivering and Quivering
Warnings: None, pregnancy tw. Cursing. Vomit. (Minors can interact! But, you don't have to if ya prefer not to.)
Summary/Plot: In req by a lovely anon <3
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Your breasts felt sore. Your body felt weak, and you didn't feel well. It was almost like your body swelled up. Your hands shook, while you bent down and hovered over the toilet. Vomit spewed from you. You had missed ur period, and all the signs equaled to being pregnant. You felt full. Like someone filled you up. It didn't feel well.
Your legs quivered. You stood up shakily. You didn't think you were really pregnant. Axl was— hesitant on having kids. He didn't think you'd be pregnant either. But recently Axl gotten— extremely experimental during sex. You grabbed the small box from underneath the sink. You hesitated to open it, but ur hands controlled you, and continued to open the box. You pulled out the small test.
You took the test. Looking at the results, the two lines appeared. You started shaking even more than before. "Oh my fucking god," You muttered. You started crying. Tears streamed down ur cheeks. You didn't know what to say to Axl. You didn't know what to tell him. You decided to keep it a secret. Axl knocked on the bathroom door. "Y/N, are you alright? You've been in there for a while. Everything okay, babe?" Axl asked you, his rings scratching at the door. "I-I'm fine, Axl. I'll be out in a minute." You said, shaken. "Alright, just asking." He would murmur. You heard his footsteps travel away.
You hid the pregnancy test in ur pocket. You cleaned everything up, hiding the box. You walked out, cleaning ur eyes and making sure he didn't notice you crying. Axl walked towards you, hugging you. He kissed your nose, moving his hands to ur waist. He began to kiss ur neck and sleek jawline. "Axl, not today please, i'm just not feeling it." You said. "Oh, um. Okay, Sorry." Axl moved from you. He left a kiss on ur nose, before moving away from you. You headed off to bed. Ur eyes were heavy, and you felt awful.
Later in the next day, you scheduled a appointment with the doctor to get an ultrasound. During that appointment the doctor explained you have fraternal twins. She explained it to you and you were shocked and surprised. You couldn't believe what you were hearing. You didn't know it was possible. You didn't wanna tell Axl. You were, overall— scared, and upset. You didn't think he'd want kids. You didn't think he would wanna parent kids. He was a rockstar, he couldn't always be there for the kids. You knew you had to do something.
You thought of an abortion at first. To get rid of the two eggs that had formed inside of you. But that was wrong. You didn't wanna get rid of the twins. You also wanted to have these kids, but you also didn't. You didn't know what Axl would think. You got home. Axl was home of course, sitting on the couch watching TV. "Hey, Axl. Can I talk to you?" You questioned. "Of course. Whats up?" Axl asked. He wasn't a easy person to talk to. "I'm pregnant." - "With Fraternal Twins." You said, sighing. Axl sat there, mouth open you sure it was gonna drop to the floor. "Holy shit-" Axl muttered. "That's.." He looked at the floor. "That's great, Y/N!" He smiled. "But, are you sure you want to have these kids?" He asked, walking towards you. He held ur hands. "Yes, I'm sure." You smiled.
"I can't believe I'm gonna be a father to two!" He said cheerfully. He hugged you. Kissing ur cheeks and everywhere around you. "You need anything? I'm here if you do." He asked. "I'm great, thanks. Do you mind going to the store and getting some things for me though?" You requested. " 'Course," Axl smiled.
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Uncle Izdee
Duff and Y/n have date night since rekindling after Duffs sobriety journey. Just adventures of Frankie and her godfather/fave uncle(don’t tell slash)
Warnings: Izzy with a baby(I’m not responsible for your ovaries/feels, little angst, cussing, just cutness overdose.
Y/n’s pov
Life has been amazing lately, Frankie is healthy and happy, growing like a weed. Duff and I are back together learning more about each other now. The 2 year tour is over, Duff is around more.
Frankie was laying on her stomach watching Looney Toons with her stuffed dragon in her side. “You’re so cute, Frankie Franks”, I giggled. Frankie grunted, like she was saying Duh! Of course I am. The door opened and Frankie squealed seeing Duff. She was trying her hardest to get to him on her stomach. “Hi love”, I smiled. “Hello hello, missed you”, Duff leaned over the couch to plant a kiss on my cheek.
“Hi my pretty baby! Did ya miss me? What’s Bugs up to today Huh?”, Duff picked Frankie up, kissing her chubby pale cheek. She giggled when Duff’s stubble rubbed her cheek. “Bug bunny” “Yes, bugs bunny. There you go, love bug”, Duff ruffled her hair as he sat her down in front of the tv. Duff and I watched tv with Frankie for a bit. “Duck season!” “Wabbit season!” Bug and Laffy were at again. “Wab”, Frankie giggled. Duff looked at me and grin, “Can’t believe she is talking now. We just brought her home from the hospital” “I know. Time is a thief for sure”
Frankie walked over to Duff, looking at up him, rubbing her belly. Izzy and Duff were talking, not seeing the blonde little tot. “Daddy!”, Frankie yelled suddenly. “Yes ma’am?”, Duff bent down to her leave. “Hungry”, Frankie pointed her finger at her little beer belly. “Okay what ya want kid?”, Duff picked her up, opening the fridge. Frankie’s eyebrows furrowed, inspecting the fridge. “This new?”, Izzy asked. “Just with Duff. Think she likes to be bossy”, I giggled. Izzy sighed, “I’m in for a long night” “She’s bathed and in her Jammies. She should be sleepy before long”, I smirked at dark headed man.
“Okay Frankie, be easy on uncle Izzy. I love you, sleep good baby”, Duff kissed her cheek, Frankie held a single hand on his nose. “Duff. She’s in a good hands , go out with Y/n and have fun.” Izzy rolled his eyes taking Frankie away into his arms. Frankie turned her attention to Izzy and smiled.
Izzy’s Pov
Frankie giggled, holding my hair. Completely forgetting her parents. “You have our numbers, call us if you need us”, Duff yelled as he shut the door. “Jezz. It’s like he forgot I’ve watched you already” “Bugs unny”, Frankie said. “What happened to Scooby-Doo? You love him”, I tickled her back.
Porky and Bugs were up to something, I’m not sure I’ve been in and out on this episode. Frankie was in glee, watching the animals be stupid. “Please let the next phase be fun”, I whispered. I was half asleep when Frankie crawled on my lap, “What is it?” “Cuddled me, peas”, Frankie snuggled into my side with her green dragon. “As you wish, pumpkin. Here let me get the blanket” “Yay”
It was dark and quiet, you could hear Frankie’s light snores similar to her mothers. I smiled and laid back down for a bit. I felt Frankie move and roll away, “Frankie lay down babe” then suddenly my head got wet and the smell of pee hit my nose. “I know that didn’t happen”, I sighed. Yup Jeff it did! I got up and picked Frankie up, poor thing had no idea what happened. I sat her in the tub, she started waking up some. “Hey kid, I’ll get ya out in a few” Frankie nodded. Frankie was washed again, changed and I put her in the crib. Now it was my shower.
1:15 am
“God damn it Duff”, i sighed grabbing some sweats from his draw. They were practically hanging on my hips for dear life. I went back to the couch to clean Frankie’s mess up, “Y/n don’t kill me for this” I didn’t hear the door open
“What I’m not suppose to kill you for, Iz”, Y/n hiccuped leaning on Duff. “I said have fun not become Rockefeller’s Christmas tree”, i deadpanned. “You’re telling me”, Duff sighed, picking Y/n up over his shoulder. “Stay. I wanna know why you’re in my pants” Duff said walking up the stairs. “Bye Izzykins”, Y/n slurred.
“Hey Dickhead!”, Duff kicked my chair, I jumped awake. “Fuck” “Feeding accident?” Duff cocked his eyebrows. “Mhm oh no. We fell asleep on the couch and she peed on my head in her sleep. Poor thing had no idea what was going on. She kept nodding in the tub”, I sighed. “Yeah, she’s potty training. Nighttime is the worse, I thought Y/n mentioned it to you”, Duff smiled. I nodded, “I didn’t think any of us would be parents” “Me either. That girl is my whole fucking world and her mama too”, Duff smiled.
“I’m glad you guys are working things out. How did she get alcohol?”, I asked. “Her friend is the bartender and wanted to caught up” “Alright. You know were the guest room is.” Duff said, groaning when he got up. “You’re 29” “Don’t make me have Frankie piss on you again”
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“Please,” you groaned, tears streaming down your face as Axl gripped roughly at your hips, pounding into you from behind. He was grunting and groaning, his pace merciless, giving you no chance to breathe.
Moans spilled from your mouth with each thrust; your pussy clenching around his cock and slick running down the inside of your thighs.
“Such a fuckin whore,” you heard him mutter, placing a smack on your ass. You jolted forward at the contact, an involuntary moan falling past your lips. “See, you love it don’t you?” He gripped roughly at your hair, pulling hard and making you crane your neck towards the ceiling.
“Axl.” You moaned his name loudly as he reached that sweet spot inside you, unable to answer his question. Your pussy ached and you wished desperately for release.
“Answer me,” he commanded, pulling even more at your hair.
“Y-yeah,” you tried to answer him properly, realising with each thrust, words were becoming harder to form.
He smacked your ass again, reaching down to rub at your clit. You moaned at the added contact, feeling a sense of pride as Axl’s groans blessed your ears.
“My whore.” You could tell he was clenching his jaw, his release approaching. “My whore aren’t you?”
You knew he wanted a reply but you couldn’t find the words. Your head was spinning - the only sensations you could focus on being Axl’s dick pounding into you, his movements on your clit, and the familiar feeling in your stomach alerting you that your orgasm was nearing.
He removed his hand from your clit, another smack landing on your ass.
“Answer me.” He pulled tightly on your hair again.
“Mhm,” you managed to utter. “Your- fuck.” You squeezed your eyes shut, pussy clenching around him. “Your whore- God, Axl.”
You gripped at the sheets, head almost touching the pillows. Your arms were shaking and unable to hold your weight, and you could feel them giving way. Your face was stuffed in the pillows and Axl laughed behind you, holding your face down and not giving you a chance to get back up.
“You gonna fuckin come?” He asked, snapping his hips into you.
You nodded your head to the best of your ability, trying to lift yourself up, only for Axl to push you right back down.
“Go on then,” he gave himself a moment to mutter a small ‘fuck’ before continuing. “Come on my cock you fuckin slut.”
His words were enough for you. You were blind to your surroundings, ears ringing and pussy aching as you came. You moaned loudly into the sheets, barely registering Axl pulling your head up so he could hear you coming.
Your legs were shaking and you were entirely overstimulated as he continued to pound into you - his thrusts becoming sloppier and his grip on your hips hard enough to leave bruises.
You were only just coming round as you felt Axl’s cum coating your insides, his moans and curses loud as he filled you up.
Aftershocks were running through you as he stilled, mindlessly rubbing your hips.
He quietly pulled out of you, feeling his weight shift the bed as he lay down next to you. You shakily turned over, pushing your thighs together and moaning slightly. Axl only laughed at you, reaching over to the bedside table and pulling a cigarette from the packet. He silently lit it, taking his first drag and relaxing into the pillows.
He opened his arm invitingly to you and you shuffled towards him, resting your head on his chest.
His cum was still spilling from your pussy, running down your thighs and you felt warm as he rubbed at your shoulder.
“Ready for round two, sugar?” You groaned and pushed your face into his chest. He laughed at you, pulling you closer and taking another drag of his cigarette.
You yawned as he held you close and although you couldn’t see him, you could feel his smile warming your soul.
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★introduction
requests open all the time :)
feel free to request I’ll be happy to try my best
masterlist
i write for:
all mötley crüe members
all guns n roses members
both the 80s/90s and current
Pamela Anderson (wlw)
limits:
no incest
no cnc or rape
pregnancy or anything kids related :o sorry
breastfeeding
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you can call me charlie
love guns n roses, motley, ac/dc, alice in chains
nikki, tommy, steven, duff <33
huge daddy issues
#motley crue x reader#izzy stradlin x reader#duff mckagan x reader#steven adler x reader#slash x reader#guns n roses#saul hudson x reader#slash gnr#slash fic#saul hudson#motley crue#mick mars#vince neil#tommy lee#nikki sixx#guns n roses x reader#rockstars#slash fanfiction#fanfiction
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After you put in the quote about the reader and Duff being switches during the NNN fic with him, I need to see a subby Duff get rode into next week 🙏
A/n: I hope I brought justice to this prompt because I love subby men and I love Duff
Warnings: Smut, sub Duff, dom reader, dacryphilia, bondage, mommy kink, praise kink, if you think I missed something please let me know otherwise enjoy!
Duff was tied to the bed, all splayed out for you as you pumped his dick up at a painfully slow pace. His cheeks were already wet with tears that seeped into the pillow under his head. He was a whining, crying mess in your hands.
“What a sweet thing you are.” You praised, giving the head of his cock and light kiss. “All needy for me, all because of a little teasing.” You gave his tip a few kitten licks before taking it into your mouth and swirling your tongue around it.
“Please, please, just fuck me, please!” He cried, kicking slightly even though his ankles were tied. You pulled off his cock, letting go with a pop.
“Yeah? Wanna cum that bad?” Duff nodded, another whimper leaving him. “Alright, since you’ve been good I’ll give you what you want.” You moved to straddle his lap, lining your hole up with his member and slowly sinking down onto him. “Now, since you wanted this, you have to give the orders, understand?” He nodded again but didn’t say anything for a moment.
“Can-can you move? Please? Please move.” He pleaded, looking up at you with wet puppy eyes. You smiled at him and did as he asked, starting to rock your hips on him. This seemed to satisfy him but only partially. “Go faster, please, please! Go faster.” More tears started to leave his eyes which only fueled your ego.
You did as he asked and went faster. Much faster. Bouncing up and down on his cock, which made a prominent bump in your abdomen as per usual. Duff cried out for you, squirming around as much as he could with his restraints. You only laughed at him and kept going, focusing more on your pleasure than his. “No, no! Can’t-can’t take it, please! Please, mommy, be nice, please!” He begged.
“Thought you wanted this?” You asked with a small pout, a fake one of course. You stopped completely to look down at him. “Should we just get dressed and go to bed then?” Duff shook his head.
“No! No, please, need this, need this so bad!” You smiled down at him and got going again, this time a much better speed for him. It wasn’t excruciatingly slow but it wasn’t so fast it hurt. There was a sweet spot somewhere in there that had him moaning so beautifully. “Fuck~ thank you, thank you so much.” He said with a goofy grin. “Ngh- ‘m gonna- cum.” He mumbled.
You kept at that pace, letting him reach his high after all the teasing he went through to get to it. You felt his hot seed hitting your walls and you kept going to let him ride out his high... then you kept going even after.
He was whining again, words slurring together as he pleaded for you to stop and wait for him to catch his breath. “Huh? What was that?” You asked with an innocent expression. “Can’t hear you baby, you gotta speak up.” You started going faster and it didn’t take much for him to start squirming again.
You were bouncing on him and laughing at his reaction to overstimulation. “Fuck, gonna make me cum if you keep doing that.” You said, tracing a hand down his torso. You noticed his movements were getting more aggressive but didn’t think too much of it until his hand hit your ass and you realised the ropes were coming undone.
You scrambled to fix it but it was already too late and Duff was soon free to do as he pleased. Of course he was still all sensitive but that didn’t mean he wasn’t still bigger and stronger than you.
The blonde flipped you onto your back, gripping your shoulders tightly as he bit into your neck to silence the whines that wouldn’t stop leaving him. He desperately bucked into you, a thumb rubbing your clit and soon your eyes were rolling back into your head and you were cumming on him. Your back arched and your nails dug into his back as you moaned out his name.
With your cunt squeezing him as you came it wasn’t long before he was cumming again. He cried against you, the sound was so loud and whiny you wondered if he truly was ok.
When he was done he rolled off you and curled up into your side, resting his head on your chest. He took your hand and gave it a soft kiss with his bruised lips. You started playing with his hair and he soon calmed down to quiet sniffles every now and then.
“I love you, mommy.” Duff mumbled, still holding your hand to his lips. You chuckled softly and kissed the top of his head.
“I love you more, Duffy.” You whispered back. “Such a good boy, you know that?” He nodded softly. You saw his eyes were closed and he was almost asleep. “Did so good for me tonight.” You wanted to make sure he fell asleep knowing he was loved so you kept praising him and playing with his hair until you heard his soft snoring.
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You're Crazy. (request!!)
Request from Anon!!! I hope you like it!
warnings: smut, a bit of bdsm, roleplay(?)
You laughed as you ran upstairs, energetically grabbing Axl's hand as you reached the bedroom and turned to him.
"Axl, I saw you on stage, you were so fucking obvious" You said, shutting the bedroom door, laughing as you spoke.
Axl kissed all over your face, taking his jacket off and throwing it to the corner of the room as he grinned at you.
God he looked good, he was wearing a cop style hat which was even more of a turn on, although you were always too shy to blatantly express that.
"You'd look good in that hat, makes you look like a sexy cop" You muttered to him, putting your face in the crook of his neck as you kissed his skin.
"Hm?" Axl turned his head to you, lifting your face up as he ran his thumb over your lips.
"Speak properly dear, don't be shy."
His words sent a chill down your spine, you couldn't resist him, you craved his lustful touch.
"You know what I said, Axl, that hat looks good on you." His eyes filled with lust.
Axl stood up, grabbing a pair of handcuffs and approaching you with a lustful grin painted across his face.
He locked you in a passionate kiss, putting his lips to your ear.
"Give me your hands, Y/N."
You obeyed his orders as he cuffed your hands, turning you on even more as he took off his clothes, helping you strip as he admired your bare skin.
You reached to touch yourself, only for him to smack your hands away.
"I didn't say you could do that, Y/N, did I?" Axl asked in a stern but teasing tone, you shook your head as he opened your legs.
You whimpered just from his touch, he slid his fingers across your pussy, feeling your precum drip down his hand. Inserting his fingers slowly, teasing your entrance as he licked your clit.
You cried out his name, feeling your legs tense as he further stimulated your clit while simultaneously thrusting his fingers in and out, curling them against your throbbing walls.
"Axl...Axl!" You whined, he shoved his fingers in your mouth, repositioning himself to line his cock up with your pussy.
He teased you, slapping your hands and thighs everytime you reached to masturbate, only turning you on even more. You needed him, you craved your boyfriend's cock.
He ran the tip along your clit, followed by his cock slamming into you.
You yelled as your back arched against the mattress, moaning like a whore as you came undone from his actions.
"Y/N.. I'm starting to get close" He muttered out, slamming inside of you as you felt his cock twitch, whining and moaning uncontrollably as you felt yourself nearing your release.
"Axl..! Axl, please, please don't stop" You said, trailing off mid sentence, mumbling mindlessly.
"Shh, I know baby, I know" He said as he leaned his face down to you, cupping your breast as he marked your neck.
The two of you were about to climax, he swung your legs on his shoulders as he slammed into you one final time, throwing his head back in pleasure as the two of you came together. Feeling the wave of both of your orgasms pulsing throughout your bodies, followed by him holding your hands above you, kissing you as he slumped beside you, taking off your handcuffs.
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Hopefully this is good! I haven't written anything with roleplaying so I hope it's good enough, thank you for your request!
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they’re all i think about actually
#izzy’s side profile wtf im going insane#this is my comeback expect new fics soon hehe#izzy stradlin#duff mckagan#guns n roses#gnr
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