#duff mckagan imagine
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a duff fic where they get caught but dont realise or sum😭
Caught Out - Duff McKagan x Reader x Slash
Sorry I went a little off-piste, I got carried away but I hope this is okay!
Warnings: Minors DNI, 18+, Threesome, Smut
You’d been staying with your brother, Axl, for a whole week at the Hell House. Quickly getting used to living with five guys; the mess, partying, drinking and drugs, the one thing held off limits to you had been the guys. Axl had imposed a ban on any of them so much as flirting with you and it drove you crazy, but he had to leave the house sometime whether it was to get more cigarettes or to go and record some vocals. It was these times you did your upmost to get the attention of one man you’d had your eye on…
Duff McKagan.
You heard the back door close, indicating Axl was leaving at least for the next half an hour. You quickly stripped out of your sweats and vest and donned your tiny black bikini, grabbing your suncream and shades you headed out to the pool where Duff lay sunbathing, beer in hand.
“Hey Duff.” You smiled casually, swiping your eyes up his body before meeting his eyes, he almost blushed as he tried to hide his own admiration of your bikini-clad figure.
“Hey Y/N. W-would you like a beer?” He shakes his head, snapping himself out of his daze and pointing toward the ice bucket.
“Please, it’s so hot out here.” Smiling back, you stretched out on the adjacent sun lounger. You lay on your tummy, closing your eyes, heart starting to race at thought of Duff just looking at you.
“FUCK!.” Shock burst through your thigh as the ice-cold beer bottle met your inner thigh, Duff stood over your laughing and sneaking looks at your figure as you turned around losing your shades and cursing him.
“Sorry, it was just too tempting.” He giggled, picking up your glasses, and handing them to you. Your fingers brushed against his as you took them back.
“Thank you, asshole!” Sticking your tongue out at him, you saw your opportunity. “Hey make yourself useful, don’t let me burn.” You smiled up sweetly, handing him the sun screen and rubbing the cold patch leftover from him.
He took the bottle from you and you turned around, holding back your hair. Suddenly his fingers were on your skin, you felt like you could melt right there and then, as the cream was rubbed gently into your shoulders, turning into more of a massage, you felt his breath on your neck and let out an involuntary moan as his hands swiped further down your back.
“Useful enough for you, sweetheart?” He whispered close to your ear, before gently kissing your neck.
“Mmm… definitely.” You sighed leaning back into him, he let go out of the bottle as your lips met and his hands went straight to your waist. Lying back on the lounger, you pulled him with you, tongues intertwined, hearts racing.
His hands ran up and down your body, massaging your breasts, nipping at your neck before he pulled your legs around his waist to squeeze your ass.
“You wanna take this inside? I don’t want us gettin’ into trouble.” He laughed lowly, pushing his speedo-clad, throbbing length into you.
“Good idea.” You giggled, biting your lip as he whisked you into his arms, continuing the deep kiss all the way to his bedroom.
You quickly stripped each other out of your swimwear, as Duff slammed you down onto the bed, trailing kisses down your stomach, his mouth finally met your clit, devouring you, you felt yourself throbbing in sync with his tongue, your juices coated his lips as his tongue delved into your velvety hole.
‘Holy Shit, Duff!” You moaned, pushing your fingers into his hair.
He growled in response as he delved deeper, lapping you up, sucking and teasing your clit before pushing a single, skilled finger right up to your sweet spot.
You instantly arched your back in response, moaning his name and biting hard on your bottom lip.
“F-fuck- fuck me.” You breathed in gasps as Duff never relented.
“Yeah, is that what you want, baby?” He stood at the foot of the bed, jerking his rock-hard member, and biting his lip as your eyes met, sliding his eyes over your body once more, before climbing onto the bed, you felt him slide right up against you.
“Please, Duff!” You moaned, squeezing his arms and sliding your hands down his body.
With one thrust he was deep inside you, instant pleasure rocked your body to the core, your eyes rolled back as he drilled right into your sweet spot.
“Fuck baby, you’re so tight. So wet, just for me.” He whispered, biting at your neck and quickening the pace earning him moans and shivers from you as the knot in your belly started to build.
“Faster, please… harder!” Your nails dug into his back as his hips bucked upwards to hit you deeper, his pace becoming rougher, your lips found each other as the headboard smacked against the wall.
“Oh shit…” a low voice entered the room as the door creaked.
You both dived under the covers, wincing at the loss of the contact as Duff withdrew. Your heart racing as you recognised his voice.
“Slash, dude… Get out!” Duff shouted, throwing an empty bottle to his feet and wiping the sweat from his brow.
He laughed smugly, looking at you both, the smell of sex lingering in the air. “No way are you guys gonna get away with this. What do I get for not ratting you out?” He smiled at you both feigning innocence.
“I’ll get you a bottle of Jack, will you just get out?” Duff pulled the covers up further to hide you from view.
“No, I think I should let Axl know, it’s only right.” Slash made to walk out of the room, and suddenly you pushed the covers back down.
“Slash… maybe we could come to an arrangement.” You looked at Duff whose eyes widened at the sight of your breasts.
Slash stopped in his tracks, jaw dropping at your actions as he walked towards you. You gestured for him to join the two of you.
“Make sure you lock the door sweetie, I don’t think I could handle any more of you.” You winked at him. Quickly locking the door, his hands dropped to unzip his pants.
“You’re cool with this?” Duff whispered, stroking your thigh as Slash undressed.
“You guys share girls all the time, now it’s my turn.” You kissed Duff’s lips, before sliding down his body, taking his cock now slick with your combined juices, between your lips, he threw his head back instantly as your hot mouth enveloped him.
Suddenly you felt Slash’s hands on your hips pulling you into an arch, you pushed your ass up to present yourself to him. He slid slowly inside your now dripping pussy.
“Fuck-Y/N” you feel so good.” Slash moaned, bruising your hips with his calloused fingertips.
You moaned with your mouth full of Duff, the vibrations sending ripples to his balls until Duff was moaning your name and gripping your hair, making you take him deeper into your throat.
You felt so full as the two men got into a rhythm, as Duff’s pre-cum ran down your throat, Slash hit a place deep inside you that made your eyes cross. His cock twitching as his thrusts quickened.
“Slash, harder- p-please.” You came up for air, jerking Duff’s cock before he pulled your hair back down to swallow him.
Slash complied, pounding into you with no mercy and pushing you further down onto Duff’s cock.
You moaned around Duff’s now twitching cock.
“Holy shit, I’m gonna cum. Are you gonna swallow, baby?” Keeping his eyes closed, Duff’s grip on your hair tightened, balls tightening against your chin.
“Cum for me, Duffy.” You whispered seductively as Slash continued to ruin you from behind.
His seed instantly spilled on your tongue, filling your mouth with a sweet n salty silk. “That’s… my… girl…” His last few thrusts slowing as he emptied himself into your throat.
You rested your head against Duff’s thigh as Slash continued his assault, his short nails digging into your back as his cock twitched inside you.
Duff wrapped his hand around your throat, squeezing gently as he whispered in your ear.
“You dirty little whore, taking both of us like this. So fuckin’ hot.” The words burned in your belly, waves of pleasure already washing over you as your head started to spin from his asphyxiation.
“Fuck me Y/N, I’m gonna c- uhh.” What started as a growl turned into a moan as Slash erupted inside of you, the release not slowing him down. Painting your walls with his thick, creamy load. Drawing pinpricks of blood as he dug his hands into your back at the release. You tightened around him as the pain mixed with the pleasure of him hitting the right spot for so long and the fireworks erupted in your belly.
“Duff… Slash… OH MY GO-“ you bit down onto Duff’s collar bone as your orgasm ripped through you like a storm. Convulsing with pleasure, pain and breathlessness, Duff released your neck as your eyes rolled back, your nails digging into Duff’s abs.
Slash withdrew gently, his cock soaked in both of your sweet juices and collapsed onto the bed, breathing heavily as Duff stroked your hair with his eyes closed, still in ecstasy from his own release. All three of you were slicked with each other’s sweat as you floated back to Earth, enjoying the aftershocks.
Suddenly the front door opened and you heard Axl coming home. The guys both looked at you with wide eyes.
“So, I think this should stay between us.” You whispered, smiling innocently.
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𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝
summary: what are childhood friends-to-lovers for, if not protecting you from your already shitty relationship?
word count: 3.196k
trigger warning: poorly written details, swearing, mentions of domestic violence, smoking, make-out, i forgot izzy out from the whole oneshot sorry 😭😭😭
the party was on, y/n didn't even know how she and his boyfriend got there. in los angeles, house parties were really common between teens and young adults, and who was y/n to deny a good night?
she and his boyfriend, richard wasn't that good since weeks, when y/n began to go to her childhood friend's, axl and his band, the guns n' roses's rehearsals. at first, he bragged about her not cleaning and cooking when he got home, despite she had a job too, but now, it was full-on jealousy about the band and the guys. at this point, y/n didn't even know why she hold onto the relationship, but it was good to belong to someone than being alone in a big town like los angeles.
"are you gonna hang with those fuckers?" richard asked from her as they went to the door. shaking her head, y/n sniffled annoyed.
"why are you thinking this?"
"because you looked like you planned on it." he answered, opening the door. y/n shrugged her shoulders, looking for the guys.
"you know, i didn't even think about it until you mentioned. but if you insist so much, then maybe i'll do a threesome with axl and slash-" she couldn't even end her sentence as he held her arm, turning her to himself and pulling her close to his face.
"watch out for what you say, bitch! or you can go under the bridge, understand?"
y/n shook his hand off, pointing at him with a stern look.
"fucking stop this, okay? i hope you drink so much that you can't go home."
"you bet." richard said, going to the half-empty bottles to get wasted. it was time to search for her friends, her real friends.
"y/n, sweetheart! hello!" she found steve, hugging him. he was talking with some guys with a drink in his hand.
"good evening, stevie. where are the others?"
"why, am i not good enough for you?" she tried to say something, but steve shook his head, laughing. "i get it, chill. duff just went off with a girl, slash got smack, so i don't know if he's talkative, izzy... i don't know where the fuck he is, but axl said he waited for you."
"axl?" y/n furrowed her eyebrows, making steve snicker and nod.
"yeah. so go search for him for a quickie, until your asshole boyfriend doesn't come after you." steve added, making y/n slap his shoulder as she began to search for axl.
"he's not an asshole."
"if you say so..."
grabbing a bottle, y/n waved to some people she thought she knew, looking for the redhead. she and axl both has born in indiana, she lived on the downside of the street he lived in. once when they were fourteen, axl got in a fight at night with a couple other kids, and y/n helped him with knocking them in the head with a pan. from that moment, axl and y/n often hung out, but when axl got away, y/n tried everything to get to where he was; he called her from los angeles, and in the dead of the night, y/n got on a bus and never went back to indiana. they met each other when y/n was babysitting to get some money, and then she worked in a restaurant as a waitress. she didn't know, but somehow it felt like with axl that she was home; it could be indiana or los angeles, but when she was sitting next to axl and watching tv or sleeping beside him, it felt like she did this always. but of course, she was too afraid to tell this to axl, she knew that boy-girl friendships always went down when the other confessed. she was with richard just to fill up the hole in her heart, and it was cruel, but it was the truth. and knowing this truth, she felt more miserable than ever.
axl was nowhere, and y/n got annoyed at the thought that she was too desperate to talk and party with him. deciding to light a cigarette, she went outside so she could air her head out a little bit. opening the door of the terrace, she banged the door after herself.
"fucking richard..." she muttered, leaning to the handrail.
"hey, princess."
turning her head, she noticed her friend, sitting in the shadow, on the couch that probably has seen better days. smiling, her heartbeat got faster; they saw each other two days ago, but he was as handsome and angelic like always. she was the one who cut axl's bangs before he got arrested the fist time, but when he began to grow is hair, and let it to be long and silky, she fell in love more and more. she couldn't even count the times he sat between her legs, watching the telly while lightning a cigarette and letting her play with his locks. the urge to kiss his head was the strongest, but she even lifted up a strand of hair and kissed it while he was deep into the plot of the show.
"hey, axl!" she wanted to say 'i searched you everywhere', but it was too risky.
"sit down, angel." he patted the place beside himself, and who was y/n to deny it? sitting down, she turned to him. "what's up? i haven't seen you since two days."
"did you miss me, axie?"
"i always miss good company." it warmed her heart, but not enough to believe that he said it like she wanted him to mean.
"that's why you just sat here alone, in a dark corner you like to crawl in?"
"maybe i was waiting for some cool faces to pop up."
she didn't wanted to be just some cool face. she wanted to be the 'best' face, the one that axl thought about why isn't she here, the one people you always search for in a big crowd. or the one you get away from a party when it ends, to wash off each other's makeup and lie down on the bed to sleep in each other's arms.
"bet. well, i'm fine, working, going out... something like this."
"and richard? what's up with richard?" it was a cardinal topic between them; sure she talked with the rest of the band about it too, but axl could blow up just from her, telling that they were fighting.
"what's up with him? he's okay, we're okay."
"did you two fight?" axl lined up, tossing the ash from his cigarette he was blowing. why did he care so much?
"why? axl, what's up? let's talk about something else."
"nothing, i was just thinking about things."
"nah, then tell me. your thoughts are always interesting."
"are you mocking me now, angel?" the way he said angel seriously did things to her. y/n dreamed about axl calling her angel every time she was cooking dinner for themselves, or drawing her close when they were ready to sleep. or just say that she's an angel between two moans as he dragged the third orgasm while riding him on this couch. "i was just thinking about butchering your boyfriend and bury him in his garden."
"what?" y/n snickered, covering her lips with her hand. imagining as axl and the other four was digging a hole in the garden in the dead of the night, with richard's body beside them in a black bag was somehow both funny and creepy. "why, what did he do?"
"he took you away from me."
what?
"what?" y/n stopped in her motion, looking at him. axl looked at the ground, sighing.
"you can't tell me with a pure heart y/n, that you are happy beside him."
"well, we have some arguments, but it's okay, we're--"
"he hit you." he stated, looking in front of himself as she wasn't even there.
"what?! axl, i swear he's not a monster!" she yelled. well, it was true, but why did he have to bring up?"
"believe me, i know an abused people when i see one. and you didn't hide well the bruise on your side the last time you were changing in my room."
"you got nothing to do with it." y/n protested, ready to stand up, but her friend suddenly catch her hand, pulling her back. grabbing her face with his hands, she looked deeply into her eyes.
"yes, i got to do. i broke down at home, that's why i got away, and i'm not gonna wait until you get into hospital, or you call me up at 2am, crying that you're bleeding. i'm not gonna wait until you self-harm, until you don't know where to got, until you have to walk on eggshells at home, where all your job is to be comfortable."
"axl, it's--"
"you are fucking precious, y/n. i know you don't think about yourself like this, but you seriously can light up a room when you step into one. you were the reason i survived for so long despite i was arrested several times, and you were the reason why i began to play music here in los angeles, so you could come after me and we could do some good things together. you were the first one who protected e in my life, on that night, when you fucking ran out and began to swing that pan, it's ridiculous when we talk about that, but back there i could never thank you enough times for what you did. you care about me, you think about me, and maybe i'm too fucking selfish to let you go down and lose yourself."
tears began to well up in her eyes, axl let go her face, brushing her hair.
"do you mean this, axl?"
"i mean every single word, you never have to doubt me. you don't have to feel bad about asking for help, and if you ask, please, may i be the first who you ask."
"i don't want to bother you, axie... you got big things to do, you'll be famous, and i don't want you to stress about my things." she sniffled, closing her eyes.
"never say that, angel. no band can be more important than you. i didn't say these things to crawl under your skin, to tear you away from your love, but i don't want you to get hurt. love doesn't hurt, and..."
"and?"
"i can't say this."
"axie, please." she pleaded, looking for his eyes with hers. her eyes eat up his looks.
"i'd be much more chilled if you came home with me, and then tomorrow i call the guys and go to richard's and your rent. you can pack your stuff in peace, duff has a car, so we can bring your stuff to me, or any guy you want."
y/n hold his face, tilted her forehead to his, tapping his cheek with her thumb.
"i believe that you got scared, axl. and you don't manipulate, you just say the things you see. you are too much of a trouble to manipulate." at that, axl rolled his eyes, making her giggle.
"i know i'm not the best person to live with, but i'd never lift a hand upon anybody i love. i'd never dare to do that, okay?"
"i know that, baby. if you and the guys can come tomorrow, i'll break up with richard."
"did i convince you that good?"
"yes... well, no. it's just... i dated him just to be with someone. the man i want to be with probably never would think of me as a lover."
"than he's a big idiot." by that, she knew she can risk it.
"yeah... and he's sitting right in front of me."
after seconds of silence, axl leaned away.
"fuck, that's me!"
"wow, sherlock!" y/n laughed.
"you really love me?"
"yeah, is it that unbelievable?" y/n leaned her head on his shoulder.
"how could anybody like you being in love with me, angel?" axl whispered, lightning a cigarette.
"i'm not better than you, axie. but i'm glad you like me too."
"i'm not just liking you, i fucking love you. and if my band fulfill my expectations, you'll come with me everywhere and you'll live like a queen." he stated, rolling one of her strands between his fingers.
"i'm going to be a burden when y'all want to tour the whole world."
"fucking not, y/n. you deserve to be treated well, and if i can give you that, i'm sure as hell will. i wouldn't say that if you weren't an angel."
"i'm not an angel." she whispered. "i just love you."
turning to him, axl wrapped his hands around her waist, placing her legs on his lap. pulling her to himself, y/n pulled him closer to herself to kiss him. the way he hold her made her knees go weak, brushing the back of his neck as his tongue danced with hers. she bit into his lips, making axl whine.
"so nasty, aren't we angel?" he asked as they parted, making her kiss him again, licking her palate. "god, you are so soft."
richard was nowhere to be found when y/n grabbed into axl's arm to go home.
duff was driving the car the next morning, slash sat on the passenger's seat, steve, y/n and axl sat in the back of the car.
"you sure he's not home?" duff asked, pulling down on the road as y/n told him.
"yeah, he's working now, and his shift ends at 7pm."
"i'd beat that woman-abuser bloke even if he was home." slash said, blowing out the cigarette smoke. y/n's legs were shaking, axl tried to calm her by placing his hand on her thigh.
"don't be nervous, angel, it's gonna be alright."
"yeah, he probably wouldn't dare to stand up to the four of us." steve added, smiling at her. when they arrived, duff nodded with his head in the direction of richard's house.
"i'll make it quick." y/n said, but she stopped in her movements when she saw duff opening the trunk, getting out a baseball bat and a crowbar, giving it to slash. "guys, i don't think it will be necessary."
"it's better be safe than sorry." axl told her, wrapping his arm around her shoulder. duff and slash stood by the door as they stepped in.
"can i watch the telly?" steven asked, sitting down on the couch. y/n nodded, climbing up on the stairs.
"of course!"
while y/n packed her stuff, axl opened the drawer, finding her underwear. he tutted, grabbing one of her pink bralette.
"is this beauty yours, princess?" he asked smirking, laughing when y/n catch out from his hand while blushing like a crab.
"don't touch my stuff!" y/n threw that drawer's contain in her bag, but when she began to collect her makeup from the dressing table, she felt axl's chest pressing to her back, his lips licked her ears, grabbing her waist, brushing her ribs.
"i respect that you want to cause me surprises." axl muttered, making her whine as he bucked his hips into her backside.
"baby, i gotta... i gotta pack my things before richard comes home..." trying to form coherent sentences, she tried to hold down axl's hands, but it was gasoline on fire; he turned her to sit her up on the table, tossing down the lipsticks and her brushes.
"i thought you wanna make richard jealous..." he whispered, licking her lips.
"i just don't want you to get arrested for physical violence."
"how caring you are, princess. i'll let you go if you give me one kiss."
"only one?" she giggled, making axl roll his eyes. giving him a sloppy kiss, y/n perched down from the dressing table, tossing all her makeup into her linen bag.
"you done, angel?" he asked, seeing her zipping her bag. y/n nodded, ready to bend down to grab it, but axl was faster, carrying it down the stairs. steven still sat on the couch, watching thundarr the barbarian while munching on some chips.
out of nowhere, y/n heard a car's braking sound. looking out on the window, she saw richard's car.
"fuck, it's can't be possible! i knew he's working, then why--"
"don't worry y/n, there won't be a problem." duff said, tossing down the cigarette to the patio, holding the baseball bat.
"please don't beat him up!" she pleaded axl, but richard was on his way to the door.
"what the fuck is going on?! y/n, can you just explain what the fuck are you and these assholes doing?"
"she's moving out, that's what we're doing, asshole." slash replied.
"what the hell are those... things in your hands?" richard asked back, trying to enter the door, but slash blocked it with the crowbar. "would you please let me into my fucking house to talk with my fucking girlfriend?"
"nuh-uh. she comes out, then you go in."
"y/n, what the fuck?!" richard screamed.
"i'm dumping you, richard. i've just collected my things to move out."
"and if you let us, we'll disappear before you could blink twice." axl added. richard noticed him, laughing.
"really, y/n? you go off with this fucking junkie nihilist?"
"his name is axl, and he wouldn't dare to hit me!" she said, stepping out to walk to the car, but he grabbed her arm.
"you're not going anywhere, you'll stay here and we will--"
"you two will what? you'll beat her, huh? you could be, but not on my watch, bro." axl grabbed richard's t-shirt, pulling im close to his face. "if i see you beating another woman again, i'll butcher you up and bury you into your garden, fucker."
peeling his hand off from her's, y/n waited for the guys to go to the car. steven was the last who came out, with the bag of chips in his hand.
"you have a cool telly, man, can we take that too?"
"come on, steve." slash muttered, turning his back to the house. sitting in after placing y/n's stuff and the weapons in the trunk, duff started the engine.
"you'll regret this, y/n! he will throw you away for another whore the next week!" richard yelled, but he only got axl's and duff's middle fingers.
"fuck with your dog or your mother, you motherfucker!" axl said back, making them laugh. y/n hold his hand, gibing a kiss on his neck as they rolled out from the street.
"thank you so much, baby."
"anything for you, angel."
"and what do we get?" slash asked, looking into the rear view. y/n acted like she was deep into her thoughts.
"uhmm... you can take the telly, but only at night. and don't leave fingerprints!"
axl kissed her as steve yelled beside them because of victory. from now on, she knew that they gonna protect each other from anything that gets in their way.
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𝖗𝖔𝖈𝖐𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖘
𝔪𝔞𝔦𝔫 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱
Axl Rose
1982 by @lost-in-the-80s
Wife sharing by @duffslut
Still mad? by @duffslut
Talk to me by @duffslut
Old money by @duffslut
Duff McKagan
Threesome by @rockthingsbymeg
Cry baby by @duffslut
Ultraviolence by @duffslut
Choking by @thesmokingguns
Slash / Saul Hudson
Threesome by @rockthingsbymeg
Raw Power by @s-lasxh
Birthday Boy by @s-lasxh
Somebody’s is watching me by @s-lasxh
Tangerine by @zaynsxsoul
Dance for me by @axlsangel
The stripclub by @slashxrose
Izzy Stradlin
Wife sharing by @duffslut
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Terrible Twos by @tuffduff
Drum Studio by @duffslut
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Beach Baby
Axl Rose X Reader
A/n: Axl being a dad is something I think about A LOT! Anyways, enjoy this❤️
Word count: 678(another short one, sorryyyyy)
Warnings: None :)
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“Don't eat the sand," Axl said, pulling our daughter's hand away from her mouth and dusting the sand off. Today was the day our daughter, Flora, was going to get to have a paddle in the sea for the first time. "She's not gonna listen," I said, rubbing sunscreen into her arms, face and legs. "She will eventually," He replied. "Why don't you take her for a splash in the sea?" I asked. "No, I'm too nervous," he answered, repeating the same actions each time our daughter decided to turn her attention away from her snacks and to the sand. "You'll both be fine, sit just after where the waves crash and sit with her on your lap," I suggested, turning to Axl with the sunscreen bottle in hand. "Maybe in a se- Put. The. Sand. Down. Devil baby," he groaned, shaking her arm slightly, making her giggle. "Do you want me to top up your sunscreen?" I asked, laughing at his comment. "Yeah but don't get it in my hair again," he mumbled. "Shut up whining, Flora whines less than you," I laughed, rubbing some lotion onto his back. "She has less hair than me and she also cares significantly less than I do," he said, holding his hair. I just mumbled an 'Mhm' and rubbed the cream onto his face.
We sat in the sand for a few more minutes before we headed to the sea for Flora's first paddle. "Y/n, what if she doesn't like it?" He said worried. "Axl, she'll be fine, I promise," I assured him, fixing our daughters hat. She looked so adorable in her little pink swimsuit and her straw beach hat that sat atop her hair, in small quantity but visibly the same colour as her father's hair. "How deep do we go?" He asked, walking into the water. "Waist height for us, belly height for her," I replied, lacing my arm through his free arm. "On the count of 3," I said. "1... 2... 3," We both counted. On 3, he dunked our daughter into the water, up to her tummy. "Yay!" I cooed, smiling as she splashed her arms in the water. "I thought she would hate this like she does with baths," he said. "She's picky like you I guess," I joked, earning a look from him. "I'm not picky, just a perfectionist," he grumbled, putting Flora back on his hip. "Which is a different word for picky," I mumbled. He pushed me backwards by my chest, making me fall into the sea. "MY HAT IS WET NOW!" I shouted when I got back up, grabbing my hat that was floating away. "You would think so, it fell in the ocean," he said, laughing to himself. "I hate you," I scowled at him. "Oh really? Is that why we have a baby together then?" He mocked. "Shut it," I said, poking his side.
He dunked Flora back in the water, twirling her a bit, making her giggle and splash. Her smile, the exact same as Axl's. "I want fifty more," He said, bobbing her in and out of the water. "You're lucky you have one. Count your fucking blessings," I slightly scolded. "How about three more?" He said. "One more," I protested. "Two more," he begged. "One more or no more," I murmured. "Fine," he sulked. "Pick that lip up and just enjoy the time you have with Flora," I scolded. "I am. WHY ARE YOU EATING THE WATER!" He yelled, picking her back up. "You eat so much, you get great meals and milk, however, you prefer sand and sea water. Fucking weirdo," I laughed.
We went and sat back on the sand, drying off a bit. "Oh my god, Y/n, look," he whispered, nudging my arm. I looked beside me to see Flora asleep on Axl's chest. "Stay still, I need a picture," I said. I grabbed my camera out of the beach bag and snapped a couple of shots. My baby girl and my handsome husband looking as content as can be.
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Can't keep my hands off you
Modern Duff Mckagan x Reader
My Masterlist.
Word Count: 574
Warnings: Smut! Public sexual interaction, Oral Sex. Minors Dni.
You and Duff were in the backseat of the car, Duff's lips were sucking the skin of your neck while your hand groped his dick through his jeans.
- Why did you have to look so hot today? -You asked between sighs, feeling Duff's tongue run all over your neck before he started kissing you.
- We're going to my parents' house. - Duff said between the kiss. You slipped your hand inside his pants, not caring about the driver's surprised look at you. - We have to look presentable. - He said, and soon after, he let out a groan when your hand touched his cock.
- We're here. - The driver said embarrassed as the car suddenly stopped.
- Oh fuck. - You murmured, taking your hand out of your boyfriend's pants and pulling away from him. - How do I look? - You asked, knowing full well that you were a mess.
- Great... - Duff said, wrapping his fingers around his mouth and then reaching out to smooth your hair, then do the same to his. - Great. - He said, and you got out of the car.
You tried to concentrate as much as possible to answer Duff's father's questions while Duff, sitting next to you on the couch, caressed your thighs with his hand, you knew he did that when he was nervous, but at that point, you strongly believed he wanted to tease you.
- So how was the trip? - Duff's mom asked, putting the last plate under the dinner table.
- Wonderful. - Duff answered for you. - We should come here more often shouldn't we baby? - Duff spoke to you, putting his arm around your neck and stroking your shoulder.
You nodded nervously and Duff's mother smiled, inviting you to sit down at the table. The dinner was going better than expected, Duff's parents loved you, everything was going well until you took off your sweater and Duff couldn't take his eyes off your cleavage, the heat wave that had settled between you in the car still hadn't gone away.
You tried to remain calm and carry on acting normally when Duff's hand carefully, under the table, touched the inside of your thighs, spreading your legs. You licked your lips and continued participating in the conversation at the table, nodding occasionally. You leaned forward and propped your elbows on the table as Duff began to slide his finger down your clit over your panties, you were mesmerized by how natural he continued to act using only one hand to eat his food.
- I'm going to get dessert can you help me honey? - His mother asked, and her husband promptly got up.
At that point you already controlled yourself so that your moans didn't escape your mouth, Duff was fucking you with his fingers and as soon as his parents left the kitchen he asked you to bend down, you got off the chair and crawled under the table until you stop in front of his legs. You heard when his parents came back to the table and asked about you and Duff lied saying you went to the bathroom, you unbuttoned his pants carefully so they wouldn't hear and finally released his hard cock, you fit between his legs and started suckling him, shoving his cock all the way deep in your mouth and then pulling it out all at once.
- So good. - You heard Duff moan.
- Aww Thanks dear! I hope Y/n likes it too! - His mom replied, referring to the dessert.
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Property of the Band
⚠️WARNING ⚠️ MINORS DNI 18+: Oral Sex (male and female), cum play, degradation, group sex, double penetration, violence, and masturbation
His hips snapped forward, balls slapping the wet drool against your chin. His hands buried in your hair as you choked on his cock. You tried to look up at him with blurred vision and watering eyes. But the feeling of his hand slapping against your face, stinging and burning, hard enough to force your lips from around his cock with a pop reminded you to focus on the task.
“I didn’t say to stop.” And he was pulling you by your hair, knees scraping against hotel carpet making them raw and sore as your lips were pressed to his cock once more.
He has your hair wrapped around both hands pressing you against his pelvis, his cock so deep down your throat you couldn’t breathe. Your palms pushed at muscles thighs and then he pulled out a few inches to give you time for gasp before jerking your head back and forth in whiplash motions.
No concern for what he was doing to you and letting you know you had no control in this situation.
Your mascara burned uour eyes as tears flowed down your face, panic setting in as you sobbed being face fucked. Feeling your gag reflex get tested as you suddenly thought about how you were going to puke all over yourself.
Shame and fear at the idea feeling your stomach as panicked, trying to wrap your lips around his cock tighter to have him cum before that happened; you knew if you threw up there would be hell to pay.
His cock slammed down you’d throat, once more blocking any breathe and you could feel his cum sliding down your throat in warm shots as you tried to swallow him down, knowing better than to waste anything he was giving you.
When he was satisfied he threw you back, you landed with a thud on the carpet, eyes downcast as you watched his bare feet walk away from you. He was leaving you there as he got a towel from the bathroom, coming back to throw it on top of you like a blanket.
“Clean yourself up, it’s Stevens' turn next with you and they all get mad if they think I was too rough with you.” The way your hair ached and you were a mess of your own tears, drool and mascara it was obvious Izzy was too rough with you.
He was lighting a cigarette, climbing into bed and picking up the phone. Probably going to call his girl back home, you thought bitterly as you wiped away the wet black streaks around your eyes.
At least with popcorn he was always gentle with you, kinder and exactly what you needed after the guitarist.
Sitting on the edge of the bed with your lips open you watched the way Steven was jerking his cock at you. He loved just having you sit naked and praising you while he stroked his cock. Nine out of ten times he’d cum on your face, moaning about how good it looked.
It was his kink and it gave you a few minutes of rest to try and recover from the way Izzy had just abused your mouth. Your hair still ached and Steven had commented on if you had been crying; your eyes were red and the handprint on your cheek was pretty good evidence of who you had been with.
“So pretty, Y/N. You’re an Angel. Look at me with those pretty eyes. So gorgeous…can you, un fuck, open your mouth and stick out that pretty pink tongue?” You did as he asked, hearing him groan again.
The way his cum felt sticky on your face, dripping in rivers of him over cheeks and down into your mouth as you licked your lips for show and watched him blush, almost embarrassed that he had done that to you.
He has a towel prepared already and offered you a drink of room temperature bud which you accept to get the poison taste of men out of your mouth.
Three left and you still hadn’t been fucked tonight. All three usually let you sleep in their bed, loving to be last because they could use you all night.
“Axl is next but you can stay here a few minutes if-“ you were already at the door, the silky blue robe the only thing you wore as you knocked on the singer's hotel door.
The singer could be in a very good mood and treat you very well or he could be in a bad mood where he still treated you pretty well but he might want to do something that was different.
He always made sure you came though. And not little feelings in your tummy but sheet soaking orgasms where he’d hold you as you cried after.
“Hey.” He pushed open the door and let you in. A little thrown off by his whatever sort of attitude but moving to where the bed was but Axl was itching his head, looking uncomfortable. “We can’t.” He made a motion between the two of you.
“Oh…why?” He scratched his arms and you suddenly felt very unattractive and not that sexy.
You were being denied by the person who had claimed you as the band groupie two years ago. The person who always made sure you went on tour and who’d go to the movies with you on mornings off. Did this mean this was all over for you?
“I met someone and it just seems like I’d be…I can’t.” He didn’t want to make you feel bad by letting you know you were the other woman in a few of the other relationships. He was setting boundaries and you respected that but you weren’t going to stay around and be made to feel bad about it.
Without a word you left the room, not bothering to ask who was next. A part of you was broken and sad thinking about Axl not wanting you and you realized that part of you liked him and sought validation from him when he was with you.
Slash and duff were coming up the hallway And you froze seeing them both there.
“Axl doesn’t want to do this anymore.” They looked at each other and back at you unsure of what to say and wondering why you looked ready to cry.
“Well, that just means more for us.” You smirked at Slash’s words and he looked at Duff. “You want to share Y/N? I think our little cumslut needs extra love.”
You were on your back on one of their beds, the robe in a pile of blue silk on the floor. Slash was between you legs, his tongue licking and sucking the folds of your pussy.
He never really went down on you but out of all of them he was the most enthusiastic when he did. He’d lick and suck at you, finger fucking you as he talked against your pussy about how good you tasted, the vibrations of his words pulling orgasm after orgasm out of you.
Duff’s cock on your hand as you slid up and down his shaft, jerking him off as you rode Slash’s face. Another orgasm rippling through you as you squeezed your thighs against his head.
“Are you feeling better now, Y/N? What else can we do for you?” Slash asked, placing wet kisses along your thighs.
“I want you both.” They smirked and duff pulled away from you, sitting on the bed. Slash was helping you move over to sit on him, holding your hands as you started writing the bassists cock.
A soft smack against your ass as you bounced up and down, pussy dripping down his shaft and balls, loving how he bucked up to meet you with his thrusts.
Slash was in front of you, cock hard as he watched; Stroking himself until he was ready to slide inside of you to have you filled with both of them.
He bent down, keeping you steady as you felt the burn of the stretch, Duff kissing along you neck as he peered over your shoulder to see you get overfilled and overworked.
“I can’t.” You met Slash’s eyes as the head of his cock pushed inside of you as your mouth fell open and a whimper escaped.
“You can and you will.” Your lip caught between your lip and you felt them pushing you around until he slid all the way inside of you.
Your head was on his shoulder as you felt them both working you. Using you. Reminding you that you were still property do the band.
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Requested [Fluff like really fluffy , like kicking my feet and giggling like a little school girl]
Duff Mckagan x Reader
@ilylars
Puppy Love
Puppy love playing in the background, it couldn't be more cheesy, but to be honest, cheesy was your thing.
The way he smiles at you from across the room makes your heart beat faster, the way he casually sips your vodka makes them one of a kind for you.
-Y/N, someone wakes you up from your trance
-what it was?? , You say looking at Steven
- You, like a crazy person there, look at the duff
- I'm not, you say, pouting
- You lie very badly, he says, walking away from you with a smile bigger than a Cheshire cat.
You laugh and shake your head
"Someone help me, help me
Help me please
Is the answer up above?
How can I
Oh, how can I ever tell them?
This is not a puppy love
(This is not a puppy love)"
Echoes in the background in Paul Anka's voice
- So I'm not the only one who rips that pretty smile off your face, says the voice that makes your heart race faster
- And who said you can in?? , you make fun of him
He kicks you with his leather boots, and you laugh loud
- Who makes you laugh all night while listening to Pat Travers, Puttin' It Straight while you're sad, says sitting next to you putting his arm around you
- You're very conceited, you know?
- No honey, you made me look like this
- I?
- You're every day making me feel like the best guy in the world and luckier to have you with me
"How can I ever tell them?
This is not a puppy love
(This is not a puppy love)"
- I love you so much Duff
- I love you more Y/n
And maybe this isn't Puppy Love.
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𝐆𝐍𝐑 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐭 <𝟑
𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐑𝐃𝐑𝟐 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞!
Requests are open! Currently I'm only writing for Guns 'N' Roses, and only the 5 OG's, Slash, Duff, Axl, Steven and Izzy. I'll honestly write just about anything, smut or not, but I do love to write good angsty fics or longer fics with more parts to them, rather than just smut oneshots which I see all the time.
Like I said I'm down to write series, imagines, and headcanons or little blurby things like that.
For a request either message me or send in an ask <3
➪ 𝐒𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡:
𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐂𝐫𝐲: You don't cry, you never cry. You've always been the rock for the people around you, and now one night on your cold kitchen floor it's all coming crashing down around you. You thought you could have your breakdown in peace, but as he walks through the front door you realize you've never felt more relieved and embarrassed at the same time before. (3.2K)
➪ 𝐃𝐮𝐟𝐟:
𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐁𝐞 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐞: You had given him an ultimatum, and he had made his choice. It took you months to mend, and now as he strolled into your bar with a pretty girl on his arm who wasn't you, you could feel all of your hard work undoing itself. That is, until he taps you on the shoulder with broken eyes and asks if you want to have a cigarette with him.
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✶ Take Me Away ✶
◼︎ Duff McKagan/OC multi-chapter story ◼︎
(This is a work of fiction but will feature real life people/situations. Material will be mature and explicit at times. Story will mention drug/alcohol abuse, sexual/physical abuse, failed pregnancies, sexual content, and cursing. Please be advised.)
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“Whenever you’re ready.”
I adjusted myself in the seat, crossing my legs as I leaned against the cushion. My heart was racing as I watched those around prepare the cameras – all eyes trained on me. It’s been almost 30 years since I spoke about it – pushing it into the back of my mind once we went our separate ways. We both had families now – finally growing up and becoming the people we were supposed to become. The subject of our relationship forgotten by those that dragged us through the mud each week – our photos hidden deep in boxes and back pages of Google. Everyone had to have known that our relationship would engulf in flames. We were young, naïve, and reckless. He was the ultimate rockstar – a member of the world’s most dangerous band. I was the child star that slowly grew into the woman every man fantasized about. My days of being on the kiddy channels were stripped away the moment he and I got together. Both of our innocents being removed as the chaos around us became public knowledge.
“You look nervous.”
I looked up at the director, a small smile forming on my face. “I am.”
He gave me a sympathetic look, “We already spoke to him – it’s your turn now, Charlotte.”
He already told his side – I mean it was his story to tell – the poor guy went through hell. When I got the call for the documentary, I didn’t think I would have to tell my side of the story. I thought maybe I would just be asked one or two questions and go on my way. Or not even be interviewed, just permission to be named and spoken about. I was shocked to hear his voice on the other end – still sounding like he did all those years ago. I’m not gonna say I wasn’t hesitant to agree to the interview. Even though I pushed the memories back, the thought of some of them still hurt even to this day. I can’t stress this enough but we were young, naïve, and reckless.
I nodded my head, “Okay.”
The director took his seat in front of me, the camera mounted next to him as my face shown on the monitors. He had assured me that this would be the most informal interview I’d ever done. I took a couple deep breaths as the stage became quiet. The clapper coming between us, counting down as the cameras started to record.
“So, I’m just gonna have you introduce yourself and then we’ll start with the questions.” He smiled.
I let out a sigh, “Okay-“ I started. “Well, my name is Charlotte Vanlere, but most people know me as Charlie Nelson or Charlie McKagan. And -" I paused. "I was married to Duff McKagan from 1989 to 1993."
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Duff: so, how was the honeymoon?
Izzy: Axl got ridiculously drunk and tried to set our marriage certificate on fire.
Duff: …
Izzy: with his own words he said, “good luck attempting to return me without a receipt.”
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Duff and Tatum
Part 4(?) of my Tatum series.. this is more Duff x Tay
Warnings: wedding, cussing, secret relationship, mention of sex/fuck buddies, mention of a kid, angst
Duff wanted to go out with me, like old times in college. Duff was having his bachelor party next week with his brothers, the band, Andy. After our little dispute in his office, he’s been making plans for us. But I was gonna fuss about Duff taking me out.
I was finishing curling my hair, well a shitty attempt. The doorbell rang, making my Rottweiler bark. “Sana! It’s just Duff. It’s open!”, I yelled. Sana took off to see her boyfriend, “Hi pretty girl! How’s my baby mmh?”, Duff laughed as he walked to my room. “Wow! Aren’t you the smoke show”, Duff smiled. I blushed, “Thanks. I got another section and we head out ``''Take your time, kid”, Duff sat at the foot of my bed. Sana whined, “Awh is your boyfriend neglecting”, I rolled my eyes. “I’m sorry sweetness”, Duff patted his chest, making Sana jump on his lap. “Duff, you don’t have to have her on you. She’s fine”, I giggled.
“You’re 8, Sana. Time tell your mama you don’t need a chaperone”, Duff kissed her head. “Excuse me”, I shut my curler off.
Duff didn’t tell me where we were going, it was a surprise. Duff was humming to the song as we pulled up to a mini golf course. “You’re joking”, I scoffed. “Nope. Let’s go, Tay '', Duff replied. “Does this have anything to do with the fact I beat you 5 years ago?”, I giggled. “You mean where you and Axl cheated?”
“Oh we’ll see, big worm”, I patted his back.
An hour later, I was walking out with Duff pouting behind me. “You were saying, Michael Andrew?”, I bit my tongue from giggling. Haha shut up”, he mocked me back.
Then we went to the sunset strip, it was alive tonight. Too bad it wasn’t the 80s! I held Duff’s forearm as we walked down. “You okay?”, he asked. “Yeah, I just don’t want to be behind”, I replied. We got a table at the rainbow, “You know it doesn't feel the same with the other boys”, I said. “You’re right. So hard to get everyone’s schedule matched up”
“God, I thought Axl was going to kill Steven that night”, I laughed with tears down my face. “Yeah thanks to me holding him by his shirt”, Duff smiled. “Do you ever think about what if you were a rockstar instead of a doctor?”, I asked. Duff looked at me, “I do a lot actually. I love being a doctor, taking care of people, but I do wonder what life on the road would be like. But working at the hospital I met Susan and fell in love”, Duff said. “True. I’m happy you met your soulmate, D”, I grinned. “So? How’s your love life?” I laughed, “Non existent, McKagan”
“I worry about you” Duff spat out
“Why? I’m fine”, I asked.
“I just don’t want you to end up alone is all”, Duff smiled.
How could I tell him I was going out with his curly haired companion and ex bandmate? And it was getting serious as well.
“I’ll find my person, D. One day, so don’t worry about me”, I smiled.
“Who is it?”
“Huh? Who what?”
“The girl, the dude. Who are they? And don’t lie I know there’s someone”, Duff rubbed my hand with his thumb.
“‘Duff”
“Tay”
“Do I know them?”
I bit my lip
I could see the wheels and gears in his head turning, eyebrows furrowed. Please don’t figure it out. “Is it Steven? Wait, no you don't do blonde guys” “You and Axl would have killed each other by now” “Oh I got you Motherfucker!”, he grinned. “Shoot” I cocked my eyebrow. “Matt” he said, all proud. “No! Gross, he’s my brother like you”, I rolled my eyes. “Well I’m out”, He sighed. “Look, I’ll tell you when I actually know we’re official”, I said.
“You’ll be the first to know after me”, I rubbed his hand. “I’ll be waiting”
Okay! I know what you’re thinking.. “Tatum, he’s your best friend, brother, ride or die. He needs to know” and I agree 100%, but it’s been nice with it being just us. Just that Duff is extremely protective and he goes crazy when he’s pissed. And he told the band I was off limits. But Izzy and I didn’t listen, we’re too busy eyefucking each other to hear that rule.
We were close to our old apartment, “Wonder who lives in that dump now?”, I asked. “I know, I called them and asked if we could go see it”, Duff said. “Wait really?”, I asked. “Yes! They’re expecting us”
“Hi, I’m Duff we talked on the phone”
This ginger college chick smiled, “I remember you. This is your fiancé?” “No, best friend that lived here with me. Tatum, this is g-?” “ Gretchen ``''Right, sorry about that” “take your time. I’m going out, just lock up on your way out”, she smiled.
The living room was nice, the girl had really made it nice and homey. At first we’re together, but Duff was in his old room. I was in Izzy’s room, so many fuck memories came in my head. “You know, you two were so fucking loud”, Duff said, scaring me. “What are you talking about?”, I groaned. “Tatum, the walls are paper thin here. And you two did a shitty job acting too”, Duff said, leaning on the door frame. “Sorry to keep you up”, I giggled.
“I remember coming home to you guys screwing, I had a double at the bakery. Suddenly, the thought of killing Izzy with my bare hands was all I wanted. Something stopped me though”
“Thank you for wanting to defend my honor but you look better in a white lab coat than an orange jumpsuit, Michael”, I grinned, kissing his cheek.
It was late and Duff had to work in a few hours, “Thank you for tonight, I had a lot of fun”, I said as we turned on my road. “You’re welcome, I did too. I miss you”, Duff shut off the engine. “Yeah, I miss you too”, I smiled.
“Tatum”
“Yes Duff?”
“I know I’ve told you this but, just because I’m getting married soon. Doesn’t mean I’m not your best friend anymore or it’s not like in high school and college. But I love you a lot, never told you this or mom. You’re the first girl I’ve ever loved or cared for. I remember complaining to Jon and Bruce about how my stomach and joints went all mushy when I was around you”, Duff confessed, his old childhood love. Similar to mine to him.
“You know I fell in love with you after Jacob broke my heart. I got over it along with my broken heart, but sometime in college I got those feelings back. I’ve never loved anyone like I do you, maybe in a past life we were something more. I’m glad we crossed paths again, thanks for being you and caring so much for me. Susan is a lucky girl to have your undying love”, I smiled, trying to hold back my tears.
“I had no idea you loved me in grade school”
“Looking back, it was probably my heart from being broken and you took care of me. Either way, I love you and would kill for you at any given moment”, I held his hand.
“Ditto”
2 weeks later, Los Angeles, CA
“Axl! Get your shoes on. Duff, do you have the rings?”, I asked.
“Bite me, Lee”
“Yes, Tatum”
Slash grinned at me
Izzy walked in, “Tatum, take a Xanax”
“Or get fucked”, Axl mumbled.
“It might be my wedding day, but I’ll kick your ass for being a dick to her”, Duff narrowed his eyes at the ginger.
“Don’t worry, McKagan. He will be on his best behavior”, Izzy grabbed Axl’s shoulder.
“You have your vows on you?” I stood in front of Duff, straightening his bow tie.
“Yes”
“Okay, I’m gonna go check on the bride to be. Don’t run off in my dad’s Corvette”
I heard Good Charlotte’s anthem and female singing voices.
“Hey ladies! How’s my bride?”
“Tat!”
“Tatum! You look so fucking gorgeous”, Susan said
“I don’t want to take your attention, darling. You look amazing!”. I smiled.
Kayli and Y/n were getting their makeup and hair done
“So what’s up with you and Slash?” Susan asked
I flickered my eyes at her
“He doesn’t know.. I just seen you two outside earlier, remind me of Duff and I”
“I mean, we’ve been going out for a good while now. But we’ve not officially got together”, I replied.
“Izzy is physic” Y/n giggled
“Izzy is not from this world. Did Saul say something?”
“Saul?” Kayli asked
“You seriously thought his government name was Slash?”, Y/n deadpanned a little too similar to her brunette fiancé.
“Saul is his first name, babe”, I giggled.
“Well rich people name their kids weird shit all the time”, kayli said.
“You’re not wrong” I smiled
“Has anything happened behind you two?”
“Besides acting like middle schoolers making out? No” I rolled my eyes
“Wait! Who was that curly haired dude on your only fans?” Kayli asked
Susan busted out laughing
“Oh Ashley? We just film content together sometimes. Anyone else seen my vagina?”, I giggled.
We all laughed together
“Alright Y/n, get your people ready.. and I’ll get my people ready. Let’s get our best friends married!”, I grinned.
“You look gorgeous, really you should be thrown out” Slash whispered in my ear.
“For?” I smiled.
“Out showing the bride”, Slash rubbed my shoulders. I giggled, “You’re silly”
Duff and Matt were already at the altar waiting for us to walk in with Susan.
“How long?” I heard Joan ask.
“On?”
“You and Slash” she smiled
“3 months and no your baby brother doesn’t know”
The music started, “Tatum”, Slash smiled, holding his arm out for me.
Izzy and Y/n walked in first, then Kayli and Steven. Marie and Bruce walked, Axl and Veronica. Then Slash and I.
Duff smiled as I stood next to Kayli.
Then Susan and her father
She was beautiful, Duff was crying. It was like we watched Its a wonderful life as kids. Good reaction, Dr. McKagan.
They were doing their vows, but I felt Slash looking at me.
“I now pronounce you husband and wife, Mr & Mrs. Michael Andrew McKagan!” “You May now kiss the bride!”
We all cheered, clapped, whistled. Pretty sure I heard one of Duff’s nieces or nephews scream an eww. The pair walked down the aisle, our cue to walk down the aisle again.
Everyone was inside at the reception, I saw Duff outside. “Hey you okay?”, I asked.
“Yeah, just needed a second”
“Congratulations, big worm”, I smiled
“Thanks, Mini”
We smiled and stood next to my dad's Corvette, he let Duff burrow.
“It’s Slash”
“What are you talking about?”, i asked
“Tatum Nicole”
“Fine.. 3 months, we’ve been seeing each other but we haven’t actually put labels on it. He’s nice and I like hanging out with him”
“I owe Izzy money now”, Duff deadpanned.
“I didn’t need a congratulations or what the fuck, Michael”, I rolled my eyes.
“Sorry love.. Does he make you happy?”
“Yes”
“Then I approve,'' Duff smiled.
“Thanks, asshole.. it’s almost time for cake and Susan promised me I could mash your face with cake”, I grabbed his hand.
“She did what? Sus!”
Slash was with Steven at the bar, watching his close friend. “So you and the sheepdog?”, my dad asked.
“Hi daddy! Yeah we’ve been seeing each other, he’s a good one”, I held his arm.
“Good.. Bring him to me before Duff has a son”
“Of course”
I found Slash after watching Duff and Susan’s first dance. “Hey stranger”, I hugged him from behind. He groaned, “Mhm hi pretty thing”
I giggled as he turned around to hold my waist, “You single?” I asked.
“No, my mean ass girlfriend is here somewhere”, He grinned.
I blushed, “You called me your girlfriend”
“What?”
“Of course, you’re my girlfriend, Tat”, Slash kissed me. “If that’s the case, my father wishes to meet you”
“The big scary dude? He’s gonna rip me in half, Tatum”
I giggled. “He’s a teddy bear like Dee”
“He looks like Michael Myers and Jason had a son. He’ll kick my fucking ass”
“Only if you break his little girl’s heart, son”, my dad stood in front of us
“Ryan Lee”, my dad held his hand out for Slash
“Saul. Nice to meet you, Mr. Lee”, Slash shook my fathers hand
I felt someone looking at me, I turned around.
It was Duff
“I love you” I mouthed and blew him a kiss
“I love you too”, he caught my “kiss” and grinned
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We’re on vacation☀️🕶️
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#𝙎𝙇𝘼𝙎𝙃: 𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦
» summary: the famous guitarist of guns n’ roses is not sure what he feels towards you
» word count: 3.2k (wOOOOO)
» warnings: cringey stuff (help 🙄🙄), alchohol, drugs, not cheating but you might take it personally (?) suggestive content, he’s a bitch until the last parts, fluff at the end (?), grammar issues (as always)
“so, what’s up with that girl in that music shop?” duff asked his curly-haired friend while drinking his vodka.
his friend yawned. “huh, who?”
“the girl in the music shop, you even invited her to our last concert. izzy said he saw you two on outside.”
he blinked a few times. then realization hit him. “ooh, you’re talking about miss fortune,” he then started to laugh like an idiot. “be ready to hear what will come.”
he didn't care about you, at first. he just thought you were a cute girl who was in charge of one of his favorite music stores when sometimes the owner, your dad, wasn't around. you would look at him impressed and with adoration whenever he played one of the greatest guitar solos. your reaction would cause him to chuckle and boost his ego.
you wondered since when he was playing and how many hours he was practicing a day. of course, your mouth was wide open when you heard the answer. you acted like you weren't believing him, but deep down, you knew it was mostly true.
after some time, he asked you to attend one of his band's shows to see more of his guitar capabilities. and it's not like a famous rock star asks you this every day. so you accepted his offer.
the show was crazy; his bandmates were also crazy and flirtatious as fuck, but they killed the show. you were looking for him after the show. then saw his friends taking drugs while a couple of half-naked chicks were sitting by their sides. you assumed he was going to join them, but you saw him outside trying to light his cigarette. but you grabbed it from his hands with a sly smile. he furrowed his eyebrows.
"c'mon, girl, give it back."
"there are better things to do than this. what are you doing here?"
"just went for some fresh air. the atmosphere inside is making my head hurt today. guess i'm not in the mood."
"this," you pointed his lighter. "doesn't make fresh air. also, won't this make your head hurt more?"
he rolled his eyes at you. "and what are you suggesting?"
that was the first moment when he thought you were, strange. more strange and different than the girls he has ever met. he never thought you would bring him to a chinese tea shop. and he wasn't expecting you to pay for both of you. he had never tried this type of tea before. hell, when was the last time he even drank tea?
the waiters even offered both of you fortune cookies. he thought they were nothing but bullshit. who would even believe in them? of course, you would.
"how can you even believe in these?" he asked, furrowing his eyebrows at the cookie.
"well, i don't know about you, but for me, most of them are true!"
"i've never eaten this before."
"come on! how about the fortune cards? have you tried them before?"
"no. like i said, they are all bullshit." he said with a strict tone.
"at least eat the cookie."
he did as you said and broke the cookie in half. he didn't even look at the mini-paper and wrinkled it. then saw your sad puppy eyes looking at him. he sighed and straightened the paper without showing it to you.
'the thing you might be looking for is nearer than you think.'
what does that even mean? he furrowed his eyebrows again. "what does it say?" you asked him excitedly, and he wrinkled the paper and put it in his pocket.
"you're no fun." you muttered.
"and you are the most hilarious person i've ever met. it's getting late. let's go."
"would you accompany me?" you asked with a teasing tone.
usually, when he would go on his 'dates', he would call a cab for them. he doesn't remember when he accompanied them on a walk or when he agreed to accompany you now.
he listened to your beliefs about those fortune things he found bullshit, how tea is better than coffee and country music is actually nice to listen to, which he disagrees with on both. you two didn't have any common things at all. but he found it amusing to argue about things about which you didn't have the same opinion as him.
you were now standing before your house. you smiled at him. "thank you for the company."
he shrugged. "i mean, you asked me to do it so..."
"yeah yeah, good night, saul." you planted a kiss on his cheek before entering your house. he stood there for a couple of seconds. then started to walk fast to the street to find a cab. he had already lost a lot of time.
"she then kissed my cheek, and she probably thinks we're dating or something." the guitarist laughed at his sentence with duff. he took another roll of cocaine.
"i think she did that because she wanted to tease you?" duff asked.
"tease me? man, i don't even have eyes on her. she's weird. not in a bad way, though."
"don't tease her himself. girls like her may think you're in love with her or something."
"trust me, she's like the last person to fall in love with."
that was what he has been telling himself since your little 'date'. he didn't bother to contact you, neither did you. he thought you were just acting indifferent.
he almost forgot you while he was on tour. every day traveling to another city, playing the same songs, meeting with new chicks, and sometimes making out with them...
it has been almost a month and a half since you saw each other. they were in los angeles again, working on a new album. one day, he received a phone call from the owner of his favorite music shop. the shopkeeper told him that there were new pedals and equipments for electric guitars at the shop. he got excited and went on his way to the shop.
he spent about an hour there, testing new guitars and equipments on them. however, he decided he didn't need them for now. he thanked the shopkeeper, and before leaving, he saw a familiar picture of a woman behind the cash point.
what he did not expect was that the woman in the picture, you, was the shopkeeper's daughter.
"haven't you met with my daughter yet? strange... i remember that she told me that a famous guitarist would come here often while i had something to do."
"i... don't remember her."
"hm, i don't think you can see her often here from now on. she's in college, so she doesn't have much time for her dad anymore, I guess." he coughed.
"what's her major?"
"english literature, i believe"
"cool... anyway, take care." the guitarist answered when he was about to leave the shop. before he could pull the door, somebody else pulled. you.
both his and your eyes wide open. you smiled at him sincerely. "what a pleasing surprise! we met again." you chuckled.
"oh? isn't that our little miss fortune?" he seemed to remember now.
"miss fortune? that's not the best way to describe me but okay. i'm in a hurry, but i'd like to meet you tonight at the tea shop where we went about a month ago. bye!" you rushed inside without saying anything else.
"hey! when should i come?"
your father grinned at him and the guitarist left the shop.
why did i say that..? the man thought to himself. i probably sounded desperate to see her or something. ugh...
he made his way towards the local bar where he and his bandmates would usually hang out. maybe he could kill some time before heading to the tea shop. he just wanted to lay on a couch for a while but couldn't say no to a pretty lady who wanted to share her bottle of jack daniels with him.
"waiting for someone, handsome?"
"i'm waiting for someone, actually."
"hm, unpunctual people are not up to good."
"actually, i don't know why am i waiting."
"are you waiting for a date?"
"i don't think it's a date, just a hangout."
"well, i don't think you should wait too long for a hangout. you have nothing to do better?"
"guess no"
"well, i think there is." the lady smirked at him before attacking his neck with kisses and bites. the man threw his head back and inhaled. he gave her more permission to attack. eventually, he got turned on, pulled her head off, and connected their lips before heading to the nearest toilet.
it was almost 9 p.m. and only now did he remember he needed to go after washing his face. his head was exploding. he still didn't know why he was heading there. he certainly did not have feelings for you. he didn't find you super attractive, and he didn't find a reason to hang out with you often.
were you friends? he also didn't think so. maybe you would complain about him to his father like a little girl, and then your father would forbid him to come to his shop? that thought was hilarious to him.
after about half an hour, he was standing before the tea shop. when he looked through the window, he saw no one there except a ginger employee. he then hesitated but entered inside.
"i'm sorry sir, but we're closing here after ten minutes." the ginger woman told him before going to the personal room to change her clothes.
he huffed at himself. it was just a waste of time for him. why did he even bother? he asked this question to himself for the nth time.
he made his way to the door but stopped once he heard a door opening sound from behind. he returned his face to the sound and saw you with a shocked expression, but it turned into a relaxing small smile.
"you came..."
"you called."
then your ginger friend got out of personal room and tapped your shoulder. "we're closing in ten minutes. make your last order, then close the shop, alright?"
you nodded. "good night!"
"good night!"
you both watched her leave, then looked at each other awkwardly. "i thought you wouldn't show up."
"i planned to come here earlier, but..."
"but..." you repeated after him and got closer to him. your happy face dropped off. you looked at his neck full of hickies. "guess mosquitoes nagged you." you gave him a small smile.
"oh, is that much visible? my friends will tease the shit out of me."
you didn't reply and made your way toward the cash point. "what can i make for you?"
he looked at the tea chart for a couple of seconds. "you know what? make the tea we both drank when we were here."
"i don't remember which we drank."
"then make your favorite. make two cups of them."
"oh? you seem pretty thirsty." you teased him.
"nah, that's for you. you treated me that time. now i want to repay."
you nodded. "oh, so that's why you came here. to repay me."
this thought never passed through his mind but he chose to lie. "yeah, pretty much." you didn't look up to him but nodded.
after a couple of minutes, you put two cups of tea on the tray and went to where he was sitting. you placed his tea in front of him. "thank you."
you sat next to him. admiring people from afar. a lady and her boyfriend were clinging to each other to get warm. an old lady was struggling with her walker and her son (or someone else) was trying to help her. three children running on pavements while laughing (why were they outside at this hour?)
but he could care less about the outside. he was admiring you. he was admiring how soft your expression was. how you looked cute when you're puffing the steam from tea. how slowly you're drinking it, but it is still hot, and you manage to burn the tip of your tongue a little bit. he chuckled at himself.
"what's funny?" you pouted at him.
"you. you're funny."
you rolled your eyes at him. "you're annoying, mind your business."
"what happened to your lovey-dovey attitude? i still remember that kiss." he teased you.
"ugh, don't remind me. i cringe every time i remember this. god knows what was i thinking... besides, i know that meant nothing to you."
"ooh, how do you know that?"
"because you would try to contact me, at least passing by that music shop. but you never did these for the past month. you just chased some mosquitoes, and they chase you back."
he laughed at this. "why do i feel like we're arguing like we're actually a couple?"
you didn't know how to reply, so you continued to sip your tea. you didn't talk until you finished your tea. you looked at his side and saw that his cup was full.
"you didn't even take a sip."
"i waited for it to be cold."
"trust me, it is now. but i have to close the shop. drink it or give it to me." you said while reaching your hand to him. but he quickly grabbed the cup and drank it all at once.
your mouth was wide open. you blinked a few times. "this is not some tequila okay?! you can't just one-shot it!"
"who says?" he replied while heading to the cash point. you followed him there and finished your cleaning and checking the last things before heading door with him.
after locking the door you looked at him. you thought he wanted to say something so you waited patiently.
"thank you." was all he said. you lowered your head, and smiled at yourself. "i shall thank you. for the free tea."
"i forgot to thank you at that time. and i thank you now for your kindness."
he would never thought these words would actually leave his mouth. like, he was a completely different person now.
"you're welcome, i hope you enjoyed your tea."
"trust me, i did."
"well, i'm glad." you looked at him now. after a brief moment of silence, you coughed. "i should get going. you should too. don't drink too much at this hour. huh, why would you listen to me?" you lowered your voice at the end but he heard it anyway.
"i already drank today. and i have no desire to drink again. not now, but surely tomorrow."
"alright, good night saul. take care."
you smiled again and started to walk on your way. "wait!" you heard him calling you so you stopped. he immediately came next to you.
"would you want me to company you?"
you chuckled at yourself. "i do not want to waste your time."
"trust me, you won't."
what was that again? what did he just say? he completely agreed that he was just someone else right now. but his stomach got hurt so much when you sincerely smiled again. it wasn't pain, it was something else. it feels like something quivers in his stomach and the breath from his lungs is leaving.
he feels exhilaration.
"are you okay? you're trembling," you asked him worriedly, caressing both of his arms.
he feels like he is about to explode.
"the weather- yes, the weather is... getting cold. we should get going."
"look, you don't have to come with me. my house isn't far from here anyway. you're shaking. just find a cab and head to your home. you won't be happy when you get sick and you have to be at the studio at that moment."
oh how sincere you were in your words and how caring you were towards him.
"i'm gonna be fine," he smirked and you both started to walk next to each other.
both of you didn't talk. although the silence wasn't disturbing. it was a comfortable one. million thoughts were flying inside his head right now. he was mainly thinking about your current situation. what you two were? what you were to him? was this feeling temporary? was this feeling gonna hunt him constantly? he didn't know.
the only thing he knew was that he had to find a reason to hang out with you again.
he wanted to know more about you. wanted to hear about your college life and lessons. want to know about your family and friends. wanted to know your favorite color, food, animal, movie, and more. he wanted to learn about you more.
"are you feeling warm yet?" you broke the long silence. but it seemed like he was in his deep thoughts.
"saul?" you called him. he then came back to reality and looked at you. "
"huh? excuse me, i was thinking about something."
"i asked if you're feeling warm yet."
"oh, yeah. pretty much."
"good."
a silence occurred between you once again. this time, he broke it. with saying something unexpected.
"although i would feel completely warm if you make me a soup."
you laughed hysterically. "i bet those chicks make hella delicious soups."
"nah, i don't think so. i want to try your meals someday."
he didn't care about it anymore. he didn't care anymore if he was being someone else. he liked it
"someday... someday seems cool."
"your behavior did really change. i would lie if i say i don't miss the old lovey-dovey miss fortune [name]."
"h-huh? don't call me miss fortune. i'm not interested in that stuff that much now. besides, unlike you, i love this saul."
"oh? you don't like my old me?"
"he was salty, but he was okay. i would still hang out with him."
he couldn't hide his smile but managed to hide his slightly flushed cheeks. even if he was being like this, or normal himself, you would still be next to him.
finally, you both were standing in front of your house. you inhaled and looked at him. "thank you for your accompany."
he just shrugged, couldn't find anything to say. so you cleaned your throat. "good night, saul. take care."
"you too, good night."
you smiled and before you pulled the door he called you by your name. you turned your head at him.
"no good night kisses?" he asked with a cheeky tone. you just rolled your eyes at him playfully. "don't tease me, boy, now go and get some sleep."
"woah woah woah woah- you know what it feels like to me? like i just skipped a big part of a romance novel." duff laid on the couch, almost going to sleep right there.
"i know it happened in one night but, i'm telling you. this time, wasn't like the first time. the first time i really wanted to walk away from there. but this time, i didn't want it to end."
"congratulations on your new hook-up then. just know, i'm gonna make it shorter by saying she's the last person to fall in love with."
"hey, mind your own business!"
"fine fine..." the bassist yawned loudly before slowly drifting off.
they didn't talk for a few minutes since saul was lost in his thoughts again. then something clicked in his mind.
there weren't two versions of him. there wasn't this cheeky and normal saul. there was only one. and that only one have…
he broke the silence.
"dude, i think i've fallen in love with her for real."
the bassist woke up and dropped his bottle of vodka to the floor. "you what?!"
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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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A-Z Headcanons
Axl Rose X Reader Headcanons
A/n: Heyyyy! First HC had to be the A-Z one(duh). Hope you enjoy xoxo
Word count: 1069(lol)
Warnings: SMUT, swearing😋
Masterlist
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A - Aftercare (what they're like after sex)
To be honest, he's not an angel when it comes to aftercare but he's not against it. You wanna cuddle? Sure! Wanna shower or have a bath? Fine. But he's not gonna go over the top with it if we're being real.
B - Body Part (their favorite body part of theirs and their partner's)
Axl's favourite part of himself is his hair or his hips. Have you seen that man shake it like Shakira?! Like, wow! And for his hair, my little strawberry blonde princess adores his hair.
His favourite part of you is your legs. Idk why but I feel like that man would love to see you walk around in short dresses and heels just to see your legs. He also probs loves being in between them😋
C - Cum (anything to do with cum)
DIRTAY MAN! Will cum anywhere on your body and say sum like, "you look like a fucking work of art". Look, cum is a sign of a good orgasm and he likes to make you (and himself) feel GOOOOOD.
D - Dirty Secret (a dirty secret of theirs)
That man has thought about fucking you in every position possible, on every piece of furniture at all times. He wants it all. Missionary on the floor, doggy on the bed, oral on the counter, 69 on the couch. Whatever you can do, he fucking WILL.
E - Experience (how experienced are they)
Very. Nothing more, just very. Sex machine if you will.
F - Favorite Position (self explanatory)
Doggy. Cannot convince me otherwise. He loves pounding into you from behind, slapping ass all day and watching yours and his cum drip down your thighs.
G - Goofy (are they more silly or serious in the moment)
He takes sex very seriously but if youse are both drunk, giggles will be let out at the sloppiness and the fact that on the way to the bedroom, you almost killed each other falling down the stairs.
H - Hair (how well groomed are they)
He trims but doesn't remove. He defo has a slight 80's bush going on but he keeps it clean. No bad smells here. And yes, carpet matches the drapes, maybe a tad darker.
I - Intimacy (how are they during the moment, romantic aspect)
Everyday sex isn't the most romantic thing ever but if it's a special occasion or you want it to be, he can be the most romantic love maker E.V.E.R.!!!
J - Jack Off (masturbation headcanon)
I can see him being into you watching him wank or vise versa but he won't do it unironically. Possibly into phone sex...🫣
K - Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Exhibitionism, slapping, dirty talk, voyeurism, etc. . He likes to show people how good he makes you feel whether it be one of the guys or public sex, he adores it.
L - Location (favorite place to do the do)
As stated above, public, against windows, on worktops, backstage. Wherever he can dick you down, he will.
M - Motivation (what gets them going)
You in general. That man sees you as sex on legs. You wear a certain outfit, boner. You look at him a certain way, boner. You breathe, boner. He worships you in a way.
N - NO (something they won't do, turn offs)
Piss play. Whether it be one of you pissing in or on the other or something like that, he won't do it. He won't judge you but he won't want to do it.
O - Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skills)
WELCOME TO THE JUNGLE. This man goes f e r a l if he is nose deep in your pussy or if he's balls-deep in your throat. Absolute god with his tongue, like H E L L O?!?!
P - Pace (are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual)
Speedy gonzales. Rough in a caring way, if that makes sense. He loves to ravage you. However, if it's baby making sex(because we all know this man was made to be a daddy), sweet and sensual Axl comes out and is caring and slow for Jesus.
Q - Quickie (their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex)
50/50. If it's before a show, it gets his adrenaline going and he calls you his lucky charm. But if he doesn't have to, he won't.
R - Risk (are they game to experiment)
Yeah, I'd say so. But nothing too dangerous like carving names into each other.
S - Stamina (how many rounds can they go for)
I'd say he has pretty high stamina but nothing unmanageable. He can go for 2-4 rounds before he calls it quits for the night(or until nighttime🫣).
T - Toy (do they own toys? Do they use them?)
Hear me out, butt plugs for you, vibrators, handcuffs(probably fluffy leopard ones💀), blindfolds and ropes. He doesn't use them every time but like once or twice a month, he treats himself to a play date😉.
U - Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Tease of the century award goes to...
Axl Rose!
You laugh a little too hard with Duff and he edges you like a madman. He loves leaving you until your legs are shaking, tears have ruined your make up and your just babbling for him to let you cum.
V - Volume (how loud are they)
I WANNA HEAR YOU SCREAM. We've all heard him sing, he is louddddd! Loves to make you scream. He moans, grunts, etc etc until he's lost his voice. Loves making you do the same thing.
W - Wild Card (get a random headcanon)
This man loves to make you squirt. Like, this man lives for it. The harder the orgasm, the more you squirt, the harder he gets.
X - X-Ray (let's see what's going on in those pants)
Not massive, let's be honest. But he's also not tiny. I'm saying 5-7 inches, slight curve to the right. But he knows how to use it, ya know.
Y - Yearning (how high is their sex drive)
Forny hucker. Fuck, horny fucker. This man is hard almost all the time. He's constantly begging for you to suck him or fuck him and if not, he's wanking to your nudes he keeps on Polaroids.
Z - ZZZ (how quickly do they fall asleep afterwards)
You defo fall asleep first but like 20 minutes after you, he's snoring louder than he sings.
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Making love
Duff Mckagan x Reader
My Masterlist.
Word Count: 441
Warnings: Smut! Minors Dni.
The white sheets were thrown on the floor outside the bed, the sunlight was weak through the small crack in the curtain at the window, you had just woken up and Duff was between your legs, kissing your thighs slowly with his warm mouth before he reached down to your panties and carefully slid them down.
You held his blond hair tightly and closed your eyes as Duff began to suck on you, sliding his tongue all over your pussy hungrily. His hands went up to your belly and his nails scratched your skin lightly as he feasted on your pussy juice, kissing your clit and playing with his tongue at your entrance. You came while you moaned outrageously, Duff didn't leave between your legs until all your cum was wiped with his tongue, which made your legs shake even more and your pussy feel sensitive for longer.
You let go of his hair and stretched your hands to his back as he climbed up distributing kisses on your belly, you scratched the skin of his back affectionately as Duff moved closer to your lips, he licked your chin and bit it lightly before finally moving up to your mouth and sharing a salty kiss, mixed with his saliva and the taste of your cum that could still be felt on his tongue.
- Y/n... - Duff moaned between the kiss as he positioned his hips between your legs, his hard cock pulsing against your entrance. - My sweetie. - he muttered as his thick cock finally slid inside you with ease.
Duff started his thrusts inside you and at the same time whispering praises in your ear while he fucked you, the sweat from his neck dripped onto your chest as his speed increased inside you, making you feel complete with his cock filling you. The heat in the room increased and your moans mingled with Duff's as he moved his hips nimbly.
His hand landed around your neck, pulling you into a kiss, you could tell your boyfriend was as close to coming as you were. Duff closed his eyes and his thrusts became slower, until you felt that his cum had already been released inside you, you moved your hips unhurriedly, rocking on his dick as it started to go soft inside you, and as soon as Duff came out of you, you came again, breathing as heavily as Duff, who was now lying beside you on the bed.
- There's no better way to start the day than with the taste of you in my mouth. - Duff said, looking you in the eye while playing with his fingers on your belly.
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