Do one where Axl is chilling at the bar and the reader is a bartender so she serves him the drinks and stuff, while she serves the drinks they have a good conversation,flirting,laughing,etc. After her shift he meets up with her and they make out in the creepy alley way š but they donāt care. (SMUT AND FLUFF)
BTW!! me and her did a few twitches to this fic so it'll be more better! BUT if any of you want i can do this exact fanfic
this fic WILL include: unprotected sex, somewhat dirty talking
It was one of those busy yet not so busy dark nights. since you were working alone, at the shitty, floor sticky, stale beer smelling bar on sunset that costumers somehow loved like a second home.
The costumers were some regulars that never gave trouble but tip fine, some drunk-headed-friends that don't talk as much to other people but to each other.
You we're cleaning up the counter at the bar with some used up rag with more pressure out of anger from having an argument earlier with your boyfriend, Roy.
But that rag had to be replaced sometime soon or else it wouldn't clean jackshit.
The bell of the door dings with 5 guys barging in like they owned the place, or even the entire sunset strip at that. They all already reeked of whiskey, probably Jack Daniels because that's what basically everyone drinks.. sometimes you too.
It was your brothers, Duff's band, you recognized him immediatly from his height. You remember his bandmates, Slash who had a pretty coily set of curls and a ciggarete always dangiling from between his lips, Steven who was always a sweetheart towards you, Izzy who was quiet but also still respectful,
You weren't a big fan of him, why? Well, one night all of you were hanging out at your house, drinking and listening to music. Axl was in one of his pissy moods where he just hated everyone and everything in his sight.
For unknown reason that still had you questioning was, why and what posessed him to suddenly flip your table over and yell at you for apparently being "too annoying". Even though everyone else was hanging a good time?
But that wasn't the only time he was an ass. He's called you names in front of the band and your boyfriend, without giving any shits, told you to shut up in your own house when you let them crash because their landlord was nagging at them to stop partying so loud and to pay rent. You both just hated each other for no reason, just the first glance at each other back in 85', just pure hatred.
They all sat in the back corner booth, taking up the entire shitty fake vinyl booth, already being louder than everyone else. Duff called out to you to come serve them. "Hey! The waitress with the stained apron thingy on the waist! Come here and serve us!" He says in a obvious joking manner, Slash and Axl laughing.
You took a deep breath in and out before walking over to them with a notepad in one hand and a pencil in the other. "What can i get you guys?"
You said tiredly, not really wanting to deal with a bunch of dummys, but you get off in half an hour so you hope that those 30 minutes pass by quickly. Duff ordered a vodka and the rest got a whiskey coke on rocks.
Axl kept giving you quick glances, you couldn't quite see if it was a hatred glance or not, either way it doesn't matter
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You come back with a tray in your hand and each of their drinks, setting the glasses down in front of them. "Here, anything else?" You ask them, all saying no. But you look at Axl with a teasing, shit eating grin. "You gonna flip the table over again and flip out because your drink was too cold?"
They all laugh, not laughing-so-hard-my-stomach-hurts, just normal, the rest go back to talking with each other.
Axl just looks at you with a deadpan look, but his eyes have something in them? Like a glint of fire, mystery.. something you couldn't quite put your finger on.
"Do you want me too or something?" Axl says and raises his eyebrow, waiting for your response. "No, and don't." All of the joking manner has left your voice, matching his. He shrugs his shoulders and responds. "Okay, go away then."
"Go away?" You thought, the fuck did he mean go away when you work there serving for him and his friends? You let out an annoyed huff. "Whatever, Rose, fuck you." You rolled your eyes and walked away with the tray.
His eyes watched you walk away, putting the glass close to his lips, smirking and mermuring to himself. "Ohh you wish fuckin', sweetheart." And takes a sip. The Jack Daniels whiskey burning just right as it went down into his throat.
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The regulars and drunk-headed-friends left as you said they had to leave since you had to clean. Not asking why the band was staying and they weren't allowed too, but they knew that the tall blond headed guy was your brother, so they didn't care.
You allowed the 5 stay because they don't do anything besides sit and be loud. But most of them left to go find a party that they could destroy and fuck groupies or whoever woman they picked.
Expect Axl, he was sitting there with a ciggarete between his lips and being quiet as he glanced every down and then at you.
You were cleaning the floor, tables, and bar. The jukebox being the only sound that filled the silence that wasn't awkward, but instead peaceful and accepting each other.
You went to turn the "Open" sign and turned it over so it says "Closed" Then walking to the back of the bar where your locker was and put your half-apron in and the rest in, taking the tips you got into your wallet.
When you came back, Axl was gone, whatever, maybe he left from the other exit that lead to the back alley. You shut off all of the lights and left through the back to the alley.
You pushed the door open, the warmish night of LA wind hitting you. The one lonely lamp post showing off a orange hue flickering light when you saw at the corner of your eye.. Axl, leaning against the brick wall with a fresh new ciggarete in his hand, the tip burning and showing more color when he took a puff.
Why the hell was here just here? You thought to yourself, but spoke up anyway despite how badly you wanna go home to the comfy bed of yours. "You waiting for someone?" Axl looks up at you when he hears your voice, shaking his head and letting out the smoke from his mouth.
"Nah, want one?" He grabs his pack for Marlboros; Red. You think for a second and let our a huff, after the long night? Why not relax for once.
One shoulder shrugs up, walking over to him, leaning against the wall next to him, leaving a good amount of distance between you two.
Gladly taking a ciggarete from the pack as Axl lights it up when its set perfectly between your lips that his eyes linger on a second too long.
You take a long drag, hold it in, and blow out.
"Why'd you stay out here and not go with the rest?" You ask, looking at him. He just shrugs and takes another puff. "Not in the mood for partying and getting another painful hangover."
Honestly? Reasonable enough, but little do you know just how hard he was from just looking at you. "How's you and your boyfriend? Uh, what's his name?" Axl asks, since when did he ever care? But whatever, at least he's not being an asshole.
"Roy," You corrected him and take another puff. "And we're fine.. I guess, just taking a break right now."
"A break?" Axl raises an eyebrow, Roy has always seemed chill and alright whenever he came over. "Why?"
You sigh loudly, fuck, why wouldn't you guys be taking a break? "He's just been.." You take a deep breath before continuing, just the thought of it is making your blood hot with anger.
"He's just been an ass lately. Like, arguing about every stupid thing, been going out a lot without telling me. And not going out for half an hour or something short, I'm talking about hours on end, 2 hours at least. Longest was 5 hours with no phone call or even telling me before he left."
Your voice filled with annoyance, you take another long hit as the paper touches the filter. Letting the butt drop, Axl just senses you want another. As soon as you see it, you gladly take it without a second thought.
You let him light it again, the new and fresh ciggarete smoke already making you calmer and more chilled out. "Anyways, whatever, I have a feeling he's cheating anyway so I'll ask him about it tomorrow."
Axl just nods and stomps on his filtered butt. "I thought he was chill." "You thought wrong." You both let out a huff of laughter, looking at each other. Axl's eyes still having that fire but mysterious look.
His strawberry blond hair that always looked so soft, wanting to just run your fingers through the silky strands, resting over his shoulders.
"You know," Axl starts, his voice softer as he steps a little closer to you. "I can be here for you, like, release stress." The fuck did he mean by that? "What do you mean?" "When was the last time you and Roy had sex that actually made you feel like everything in the world didn't matter?"
He asked like he was talking about the weather on a regular Tuesday. You raised an eyebrow and gave him a what-the-fuck face. "Why the hell does that matter the last time I had sex?"
"Because of this, you don't think I haven't noticed? You've been uptight since we walked in, you think I'm that stupid that you think I wouldn't have noticed or gave a shit or something?"
His tone wasn't rude or anything, it was more of a "its obvious" tone. But he's also right, Roy barely gave you attention in bed, and if he did? Roy would come first, not you, because he always forgot or just didn't have the energy to go on after.
You let out a sigh of defeat, taking on another drag. "We usually don't really have sex, he sucks honestly." That comment pulled a smile on Axl's face and making him laugh. "Yeah? He sucks?" You nod, also laughing.
After both of you collect yourself, Axl speaks up again. "But seriously, I can make you relax or something." Your eyebrows scrunch together to think, if Roy could go out for hours almost every night and most definetely probably cheating on you, getting treated good. Why can't you get treated good once for one night?
"You gonna tell Duff?" Axl gives you a look on his face like it was the most stupidest thing ever that came out of your mouth. "There's a lot of things I haven't told Duff, and this is one of them."
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Your back gently hit he brick wall as Axl stepped in front of you, the distance getting smaller and smaller fast. Your heart races out of exitement but also a little nervous since you've always been loyal to Roy.
Both of your lips finally touch, gentle at first as one hand touches your lower back to pull you in closer as the other goes behind your head, his fingers tangling in with your hair.
The kiss gets heated fast. More harder, tongues lapping over each other and more open.
Axl takes off his leather skeleton jacket and drops it on the floor. He presses you more up against the wall to trap you, putting his leg between yours as you felt his bulge through his jeans. Your hips push forward like it had a mind of it's own.
He smirks into the kiss, already knowing that Roy does jackshit with you in bed, but he already knows what you want and need.
Your hand tangles in with his fire hair, tilting his head perfectly to deepen the kiss, making you moan into it from how good this already was. Your lower stomach making warm pool and your pussy throb gently which makes you moan again.
His hand on your lower back moved to your waist, up under your shirt to touch the smoothness of your perfectly curved body, pushing your shirt up over your head.
You lift your arms up to help it get off easier, after yours was off you help take off his.
It falls on the ground as Axl dives back in like he was starved.
He tilts your head back with his hand on the back of your head, revealing your exposed neck. Leaning down to brush his lips against your pulse and spoke softly yet rough. "Fuck, you have no goddamn idea how badly I needed you."
Axl presses up more against you so you could feel how hard he was through his jeans.
Kissing, nipping, and gently flicking his tongue out all over your neck, making your breath hitch. "A-axl, what if people hear.." Your voice coming out more breathless than you intended. But he just laughs and presses a kiss to the corner of your jawline. "Good, then people will hear how good you're getting treated."
Axl's hands drift down to unbutton your jean shorts and pulling the zipper down. You hold shove them down and push then away when it drops to your ankles.
His leg spreads your legs a little more. His hand dipping down under, past the thin material of the panties that were now damp. "Dripping already? You're fucking soaked from basically nothing."
The feeling of his fingers right under your folds, not quite in, yet. "Shut up.." a small whimper leaving you. But his shit eating grin says that he won't.
His 2 fingers sliding into you, slowly but not stopping for you to get used to it, making your knees almost buckle together as you force yourself to stay standing as a gasp leaves out of your mouth. Axl finally stops when both fingers are all the way in and starts pumping them in and out of you at the perfect paste.
"God, you're so tight.. perfect, just perfect, baby."
You let out a small moan but letting the noises fall free because you haven't felt this good in god knows how long. "Yeah that's it, just let it out." Axls voice was soft but still had that rasp to it from speaking in a low tone.
His fingers circle over your clit in small but tight circles, making your hips jerk again but into his hand. "Right there, god yes.." You moan out, the wet noises were absured from how loud they were in the small, dark, grimey alley. Axl went faster already, making a louder moan leave you.
"You wanna come, hm? Right on my fingers?" He asked in a teasing voice as he felt your thighs ever so slightly trembling around his hand. But you did, so badly. Your head nodded despreatly, not able to speak from all the whimpers and moans leaving you.
Axls voice went softer but more teasing "C'mon, you know how to use your words." he said as his fingers moved slower, making you snap out of it and finding your voice.
"No! Axl- don't slow down. I'll come o-on your fingers.." You said needily, you could feel the orgasm build up in you.. until he pulled his fingers out, making you whine from the lost of the pleasure.
Axl put the fingers to his mouth, putting them into his mouth and licking them both dry, keeping his eyes on you.
After getting every last drop off he pulled his fingers out of his mouth to loosen his belt. You pulled down your now white drenched panties off of you, leaving them on top of the forgotten shorts of yours.
He shoved his jeans and boxers down just enough to spring himself free. His cock was hot, heavy, and already leaking precum from the tip.
Axl hooked his hands under your thighs to lift you up, positioning his cock right at your entrance and pushes in all the way in until both of your hips are touching.
Your legs wrap around his waist tightly, the head of his dick kissed at your g-spot already, making a choked moan leave you, resting the back of your head against the wall behind you.
Back arched as his cock stretched your pussy out perfectly as stars bursted behind your eyes from how deep his dick went inside of you, you swear that you left him in your stomach.
Axl lets out a groan as he finally feels your tight walls around him.
His hips start moving, you couldn't even speak from how good he filled you up and the head of his cock kissing your g-spot each time he thrusted into you.
"Mmh, don't stop.. shit please don't stop.." Your voice needy and desperate, thighs tightening around his waist even more, your hands flying to his shoulders so you have something to grip on.
Axl's nails dig into the bottom of your thighs as his fingers curl.
"You're so tight.. fuck- you're so perfect, y/n." His voice not so raspy but instead more soft.
Axl kept the paste, the slickness getting everywhere, all over Axl's cock, dripping to your inner thighs and trailing down.
His lips pressed against yours, tasting yourself on his lips and tongue, your fingers curl into his shoulders, nails leaving a mark as they do.
He picked up the paste, now going deeper and faster. A gasp rose from you, followed by a louder moan. "Shit! Axl, I-I'm so close." You panted out. Both of you getting sweat on your forehead from heat, pleasure, and friction.
Your walls flutter around Axl's cock so he knows how close you really are.
"Yeah? Then come, come right on my cock all over, sweetheart. I wanna feel every drop and pulse." Axl panted back against you.
And you came, hard. Back arched until it ached, fingers tighten over his shoulder, a moan tearing from your throat. Your walls pulsing and squeezing around him. Making his dick twitch inside you before coming inside of you, painting the inside of you white with his come as he groaned against your neck, some of it leaking out of you from how much he came.
Both of you just stay still for a few minutes, catching your breath before doing anything else.
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Axl help put back on your clothes, a little dust on your shirt but he helped dusting it off of you with his hand.
Pressing a kiss to your face, the tip and bridge of your nose, forehead, cheek, and your swollen lips from kissing.
"You did really well, good girl." He says before pressing a kiss to your hairline. "And uh.. if you want, come by my house if you ever want another around." Your heart swelled from his sweet tone, smiling and nodding, you replied back.
"Was already thinking of another time." Axl smiled back and nodded, lighting another ciggarete as he watched you walk off, a little wobbly as you did.
Axl chuckled and called out. "You having some trouble walking straight!"
You flipped him off and turned the corner, disapearing from his sight so you can finally go home and sleep.. maybe showering before you do.
THANK YOU FOR READING THE FANFIC!!
I accidentally posted this fic wayy too early so if you saw it, no you didnātā¦
and this was longer than my other 2 so i hope it was more juicy like it said it wouldāve beenš„¹
