i wish i had a free bag of current slash and him crushing reader and having a breeding kinnnkkkahhh.....-totally NOT 🐋
A/n: For pookies approaching birthday, enjoy this (albeit quite short) Slash fic
Warnings: Smut, breeding kink, age gap relationship (I don't think it's mentioned but I meant to imply it as reader is obviously fertile and that's what's turning Slash on), if you think I missed anything let me know otherwise enjoy!
The last few weeks Slash had been acting different. It was winter, meaning no concerts, he was lounging around the house all day, almost every day. Only, his lounging included a lot more you than usual.
It's not that he didn't always love you, or that he never wanted you around, he was just very introverted. He liked his solitude, so he spent a lot of time with his guitars, working on songs and such.
The last few weeks, however, he'd been oddly clingy. You didn't want to say anything in fear of it spooking him back to his room, so you let him wrap his arms around you while you cleaned and cooked, had him rub sunscreen on you when you were outside by the pool.
There was an... added bonus to his clinginess, as well.
When he was younger, you knew he'd been rather rambunctious, had more than his fair share of women. He'd always been horny, kinky, now, though, he was older and usually just focused on you, up until recently.
You'd wake up to him between your legs, either his tongue making you moan or he was already pushing into you from behind. In the afternoon he'd stop you mid sandwich making and bend you over the counter, if you were outside he'd take you right on the lawn chair, or in the pool. Usually he made it through dinner, but the dishes were left for the next morning as he hurried you upstairs, eager to be in you again.
Tonight was one of those nights.
Your clothes were left scattered in the halls, the door left wide open for no one to hear you scream and the sound of skin slapping wet skin.
You were on your stomach, clawing at the sheets as moans ripped from your throat in a steady, broken stream. "Ah! Fuck, Slash-!" You yelped as his arm tightened around your midsection.
He held you tight to him, hips snapping into yours at a brutal pace. His other arm held himself up, planted firmly next to your head. Occasionally he'd stroke -more like pull- your hair. "Yeah, you feel that?" He asked, hand spreading over your stomach to feel that little bump from his cock repeatedly ramming into you. "Feel me in your stomach?"
You responded with broken cries, body jolting with every thrust.
Slash kissed over your shoulder, nipping at a few spots to renew the marks he'd already left. You couldn't even remember the last time you left the house but his need to show you off was there, more so than before.
He stopped, the world around you coming to a halt. "In your womb." He muttered, licking a strip along your neck. His hips twitched as his cum spilled into you. You were too out of it to word your thoughts, but it was clicking into place now.
He waited a moment to catch his breath, cock hardening inside of you again. "Gotta make sure you're good and pregnant this time." He muttered, pulling back. He gripped your hips firmly. "I'll get you there when I'm done." He assured, a hand finding the back of your head and forcing your face into the pillow.
genuine question no hate but wdym you have a thing with sluff😭 like i respect it but out of curiosity wanna know why
hi, i actually had a relationship with a guy who was very into sluff and it ended poorly so anything related to that ship makes me sort of uncomfortable now 🫶 that’s why i don’t really engage with it, but i love duff and slash individually and in other ships! duff is actually still my favorite gnr member 💜
