#slash smut

[ginsengkitten]

we actually don’t talk about this enough

[sn00kii]

FUCK ME PLS I NEED HIS DICK IN ME I CNAT BREATH

[onthenighttrain]

Out in the Cold

Slash x ex-girlfriend reader - Summary: You were having a cozy night at your new place. You'd moved out of L.A. to move away from your ex, Slash. You were surprised when he knocked on your door and said his flight was canceled due to wrather. With nowhere to go, you let him in…

warnings: smut, some angst, two people one blanket?, dom Slash, (f!) fingering, face fucking, rough sex, slight cockwarming, aftercare

A/N: This was the last one I did for smutmas and I was running out of ideas. I took some inspiration from posts by @slashes-slut. Hope you all like it!

word count: 2.8k

It was that time of the year, candles, decor, Christmas and the holidays. You'd settled down for the night on your soft couch, perched in front of the TV.

This was your first Christmas in your new home.

You moved out of L.A. a handful of months ago due to a breakup with the lead guitarist of Guns N Roses, Slash.

He wasn't abusive, you just couldn't escape is presence in L.A. When he broke up with you he said some very hurtful words and you just wanted to get away from it all.

You had opened a bag of your favorite snack, holding it in one hand with a strong drink in the other. Basically everything was just right, you were content.

That was until a loud knock sounded on your door. Even though you were warm inside, it was stormy and cold outside.

Deciding to ignore it only made the knocks more aggressive. You set your snack down and grumbled on your way to the door.

All you had wanted was to spend the night alone. Just you, a drink, a snack and some Christmas movies.

You opened the door, only made more annoyed by the sight that was none other than your ex-boyfriend, Slash.

Before he could get a word out, you immediately shut the door in his face.

“Wait! Wait! Please open the door!” he immediately pleaded.

“No.” you said strongly from the other side.

He continued, “My flight got cancelled and I'm stuck here. All of the hotels are full and I know no one else in the state. Please.”

You thought about it for a moment. Things had not ended well between you two and you had moved away specifically to get away from seeing him all the time.

Slash looked pathetic, he was drenched and carried an equally wet suitcase. At this time of night, in this weather, you knew that no cabs were coming by.

As much as you hated him, you couldn't bring yourself to let him freeze to death even if you were tempted.

Your arms crossed and your voice held bite, “Fine.”

Opening the door for him you already were regretting your choice. His face lit up. Repeated thanks tumbled out of his mouth as you glared at him.

You let out a sigh as you noticed just how sopping wet he was, "Stay here. You need dry clothes."

Grumbling to yourself you searched through your closet for something that might fit him.

You ended up finding something suitable, walked back out and shoved it into his hands,

"Here. Go to the bathroom. Change." Your tone was clipped and your intonation flat.

You were making no attempt to hide your distaste at him being here.

This was yours. This was your place, not his, and he was invading.

Slash removed his shoes and disappeared down the hallway to the bathroom.

Stalking back to the living room you threw yourself down onto the couch. This was going to be a long night.

He returned a few minutes later in the clean, dry clothes you'd given him.

"Do not sit next to me. Other side of the couch."

He retreated to the spot you indicated, bowing his head slightly. He knew you wouldn't be thrilled to see him but he didn't realize you would be this upset.

"I-um, food?" he croaked out.

He hadn't eaten since his last layover, which was hours ago. You nodded to the kitchen, your eyes never leaving the TV, "Leftovers are in the fridge."

Slash stood quietly and padded to the kitchen. You ignored his presence as he heated up some of yesterdays dinner. He plopped down again shortly after.

"I- uhm," he began to speak.

Turning your full attention to him, clearly annoyed you snapped "After all of what you said and how things ended, at least speak to me with your full fucking chest."

His face turned pink with embarrassment and he looked down at the floor.

Taking a deep breath he spoke louder, but still shaky, "I'm cold. Do you have a blanket please?"

You came to a realization. Since you were living alone and knew no one here yet, there was no need for you to have more blankets than the one on your bed and the one you kept on your couch.

The one currently covering you.

Silently cursing yourself you explained, grinding out the words. "I don't have another blanket. Guess we need to share."

He did look quite cold and even though you despised him, hypothermia was not the best way to show your anger.

You sharply waved him over tugging your blanket to share.

He did his best to try not to touch you, he knew what you were like when you were mad and he didn't want more than he was already getting.

He did have to admit to himself that it was hot. He sat next to you, lost in thought.

Slash knew things had not ended well. He knew he yelled at you and insulted you. He had said awful things about you that he could never take back even though he wanted to.

He was on drugs, he was erratic. Then he got diagnosed with a heart condition just after you moved away because of his drug use.

He'd been sober for a while and it made him realize how much he missed you, how much he hurt you.

He hated himself for it, and you a little for not realizing how deep in addiction he was. His mind continued on this spiral as yours went in another direction entirely.

You were seething.

How did he have the right to show up here and ask to be let in? Worse than that, why the fuck did you let him in. You were still processing the breakup, you thought he was the love of your life at one time.

You needed to calm down.

Slash had become aware of how tense you were and was doing his best to make himself smaller. In this attempt, his hand brushed against your arm.

That spark he always felt between you, struck him. He mumbled a sorry, but all you could focus on was how cold his hand was.

"How long were you outside?" you demanded.

He spoke sheepishly "Outside the airport for a while, the cab ride was long and cold, I waited 15 minutes outside of your front door to get the courage to knock."

You stared at him "Jesus you are so stupid sometimes." You said it mostly with spite, but there was a little humor lodged somewhere in there.

He glanced away from you, "I'm not stupid," he muttered.

You rolled your eyes. Your anger was reaching a fever pitch.

Standing up your voice rose, "You come to my house, wear my clothes, eat my food and steal my blankets. It's my house, I'll call you what I want!"

Slash watched you with wide eyes, fuck, this confirmed he wasn't over you. All he could do was sit there and try to be quiet.

You continued, "I built this space without you, and you think what?! You can just invade it?"

He stood up next to you, finally you thought he was going to fight. You would finally be able to get the last word.

How wrong you were when he turned to you and leaned in. It was the most tender thing he had done in a long time.

You froze.

You froze before kissing him back. Melting into his body like not a day had gone by since you were together, you felt somewhat at peace.

You became more aggressive against his mouth and he matched you.

Slash took control of the kiss, tongue wresting with yours. He pinned you back down against the couch.

Your hands groped him, grabbing onto his chest and crotch. His hands scrabbled against your clothes, getting your top off.

He took a moment to admire you hungrily, he had missed this sight. Your hands took no time from palming him through his jeans to undoing the button and zipper.

You got him out of his jeans quickly. He had on no boxers, not that you were surprised. You stroked his length while you looked up at him.

Mouth parted, shallow panting and a mess of curls. Hands cradled the back of your head; you knew what he wanted. You were going to make this difficult for him on purpose.

You made small licks over the tip, teasing him. The moment you took the head in your mouth, Slash thrust in roughly. Holding your head there he listened to you gag a little. He made eye contact,

"And if you want me to stop?" You tapped three times on his thigh, it was the safeword for when you were unable to speak.

You would never admit it to him but you were excited.

You continued to gag a little until he pulled almost all the way out.

He jolted back in. Hard.

Slash gave you no room to breathe, he kept bringing your mouth and down his length, face fucking you.

You were growing agitated. Wetness had begun to pool in your panties and you squirmed. Letting you squirm, Slash took pleasure in your impatience.

You had begun to whine around his cock, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure through him.

When you started to reach down with one hand to your cunt he redirected it back to his thigh.

You whined more.

He choked out, "Princess, m'gonna cum if you keep doing that."

Slash fucked your face harder, solely focused on his orgasm. Gagging around him only encouraged him as he watched as a few teardrops dripped from your eyes. He groaned more and you made out the words:

"Swallow it all," before he came down your throat.

He held your face to his pelvis, bush getting in your face a little, he twitched and his cum shot down your throat. Focusing on trying not to gag, you were able to swallow it all.

Slash's chest heaved and he slid himself out of your mouth.

Your lips were pink and swollen, cheeks glistening with a few tears. Slash tucked himself back into his jeans even as he started to get hard again.

He knew it would take a moment for him to continue and Slash knew what he wanted as he surveyed the rest of you.

Your shirt was off and your chest was flushed, your eyes were filled with lust as you looked up at him from your position on the couch.

He sat down and lifted you onto his lap. He stripped your pants and panties off of you, exposing your cunt.

Damn, he had missed this.

He slowly moved you to straddle his thighs, leaving space for his hand in between your legs. Your annoyed voice interrupted his thoughts,

"Get on with it."

He muttered under his breath, "Brat." as he brought his index finger to your core.

You raised an eyebrow, "Excuse you?"

He smirked, "Just relax and enjoy, okay princess?"

He pushed the finger inside of you slowly. That made you stop talking quickly.

You let out a high pitched moan as the finger was inserted. He angled it and curled it, instantly hitting that spot.

He knew your body just as well as you knew it and that was dangerous.

"Already so wet for me, hmm?"

When you nodded vigorously he pushed in another finger. They stretched you and put more pressure on that spot.

"Good girl."

You whimpered at the praise.

He placed some oddly gentle kisses to your neck up to your ear. He licked the cartilage of your ear which earned him another noise.

He decided now was a bad time to tell you, but it might be the best opportunity.

"I'm sorry I fucked up. I was so deep in my addiction. I'm clean now. I miss you being mine."

Ending his words with a kiss to your temple he moved his fingers faster again.

Between whines you managed to get out, "I fucking hate that I still love you."

Joy surged through him, hope too. He added his thumb to your clit and his lips to your nipples.

He licked and sucked, providing just enough stimulation but not an overwhelming amount.

Your body arched into him, into his mouth and onto his fingers. Your hips matched the rhythm of his hand.

You were beginning to get closer, Slash could tell by the way you clenched around him and the way your breath became shallow.

Slash ignored his own desire and resisted the urge to just fuck you. His cock was right there, just twitching next to your cunt.

He continued his ministrations and you reached your orgasm. He held you to him, holding you upright while your body convulsed.

You were enveloped in him, in his scent, in his breath, in all of him. Your whole body tingled while pleasure overtook you.

He helped you ride it out on his fingers, slowing the motions.

He stood, taking you with him. "Where are we going?" you slightly slurred.

"Remember the safeword?" he asked, secretly slightly afraid of the answer. What if you'd forgotten about him, he thought. That idea scared him.

"Unfortunately I do."

He waited for you to repeat it to him.

"Gingerbread."

The moment you said gingerbread confirmed he switched to holding you up with one arm.

With the other Slash hastily shoved his pants from down around his mid-thigh to above his knees.

Without warning he shoved himself into you. He fucked into you roughly, pounding himself deep inside.

His tip hit your cervix, making you even more sensitive than you were. Slash paused for a moment and you whined.

"Continue."

He silently moved one hand down to your thigh, angling it up and over his shoulder. He did the same with the other.

You were basically folded in half as he resumed his rough thrusts. Slash was hitting that spot that made you see stars as well as your cervix.

You cried out, hands trying to find something to grab onto- they landed in his hair.

You pulled and he groaned, only going faster. You were a blubbering mess while he bounced you up and down on his cock.

His grip on your waist tightened. It might even leave a bruise, you thought excitedly.

Slash was whining now, too. Your orgasm started which triggered his.

The two of you lost in each other. Your body flailed and his body shook. Your voices cried out in tandem.

He never stopped bouncing you and only slowed when he felt you relax. Slash collapsed back onto the couch, keeping you on his lap with his cock inside you.

Your mind was blank, his was barely functioning. He reached onto his wrist and grabbed a hair tie. He took your hair in his hands and tied it up for you.

He did a once over of your body to make sure you were okay. He winced slightly at the red marks he left on your waist,

"You okay?" Slash's hands caressed your body and you made a little noise in response.

"Mhm"

He slid his jeans off all the way, the two of you now fully naked, him still inside you.

"You did so well," he cooed, "Took me so well, princess."

He laid down on his back on the couch. He would clean everything up tomorrow but for now he wanted to be near you.

Slash settled you on top of him, grounded on his chest. He grabbed the blanket the two of you were using earlier and draped it over you.

He played with your hair and you were quickly asleep. He fell asleep not long after.

The next morning he woke up early, slightly dazed as to where he was. All of what happened hit him at once.

Being careful not to wake you he slid out from under you, his cock making making a wet noise as he pulled it out of you.

Slash immediately got to work. He cleaned himself up, started cooking breakfast and returned to you.

He held a damp washcloth and began to wipe you down. You awoke to the feeling, you glared at him slightly.

You were still angry at him but the sex last night helped. Knowing the reason for why he acted the way he did helped too.

You let him clean you up, "Y'know, if you let me do whatever I want to you, I'll consider forgiving you."

He smirked at you, bordering on a grin "Try me, princess."

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Link to my intro where the rest of smutmas is!

[weirdgenetic-fuckup]

Day 2: Somnophilia

A/n: finally got to write on a computer, but it gave a space to the start of every paragraph 😔

Warnings: smut, somnophilia, masturbation, Slash cums on readers face, if you think I missed anything let me know otherwise enjoy!

Kinktober

When you first met Guns they were playing a show at the Cat House, you’d been having a hard day and they managed to cheer you up.

You got to talking with the band, specifically the bassist and lead guitarist, Duff McKagan and Slash respectively. They were looking for a place to stay, their old manager had kicked them out, as well as quitting as their manager. You happened to be looking for roommates, and managing would get you out of your current job which was very quickly draining you, killing you day by day.

Obviously, they accepted. You met the rest of the band the next day at practice where you got to watch them, they offered you their drugs and you accepted, the weed at least. They had their extracurriculars, as you preferred to call their chemical habits, but they were focused on the music, they cared about it, and they were good at it.

That night you took Duff and Slash home, getting them keys to your house and driving them there after. You weren’t all too invested in the scene at the time but you made friends quick, and made sure those friends had friends, anything for Guns to keep you around.

When they started living with you, they both had partners, or regular fuck buddies at the least. Those got switched out and exchanged frequently, but when they really had no one they came to you.

Wanting to keep things professional you said no, repeatedly, assuring them you would if not for your new job associated with them.

One night it wasn’t good enough. They had their set up in the living room, you had a couch and an old mattress on the floor, lots of blankets and pillows for them, plus they got to watch TV all night. They were getting antsy, you didn’t let them do drugs in your house because you didn’t want to take the fall for it, which also meant not having any drugs in the house, not even weed. Usually they had women, but they didn’t have that either.

Slash got up abruptly, it was late, you were sleeping. He crept quietly into your room, being sure he wouldn’t wake you up. He slipped in, Duff followed close behind. You were sprawled out in bed, a fan facing you to combat the terrible LA heat. Also to get past the heat, you never slept in much, a tank top usually sufficed and panties, though it was little coverage it helped to feel less exposed. The door was closed anyway.

They gave each other a quiet look, knowing they were going to hell if they actually did this, and that you’d probably kick them out. Still, they got on the bed, again being careful to not wake you.

When you stirred, they paused and waited for you to stop, but they got their dicks out, using your body as free porn while they jerked off. Occasionally one would grow a little more eager, reaching out to touch you, running a hand up your inner thigh, squeezing your ass, pushing your shirt up higher. It all kept building, they bit the meat of their thumbs to keep from groaning. You shifted in your sleep again, pulling your leg up, ass perched in the air now.

Slash looked to Duff, whose eyes were glued to your near bare cunt. “She’s gonna wake up.” Slash whispered, reading Duff’s mind.

“She’s not gonna wake up.” The blond brushed him off.

“She’s gonna wake up if you do that, she’s gonna hate us and kick us out.”

“She’s gonna wake up if you don’t shut up.” Duff shot him a warning glare before looking back to your sleeping form, reaching out slowly. His long, slender fingers dipped under the band of cloth between your legs and pulled them to the side. They were practically drooling now, your perfect pussy on display for them, already wet. Neither of them questioned if you were already awake, just brushed it off as a good dream. You definitely thought it was.

Duff moved closer, hovering above you. He pinched the fabric with his thumb, both hands now on your ass and spreading you for him. With slight guidance from his free hand he lined his cock up with your cunt, pushing the tip in while watching you for any sign of wakefulness. When he was sure you were asleep he pushed in deeper, stopping every few seconds.

Your breath grew heavy, hips lifting off the mattress the deeper he got. You groaned softly, making them both freeze, attention shooting to your face. Your nose scrunched, but you kept your eyes closed, scared it would all disappear when you opened them.

Your cunt squeezed Duff’s cock, making his hips buck, in turn drawing a moan from you. Duff looked to you, then Slash who was watching intently.

“Dude, if she’s not waking up yet fucking go.” He urged, stroking his own dick faster.

He couldn’t resist. He pulled his hips back and snapped them into you, making your body jolt. Seeing you were still refusing to be awake, he kept going, getting rougher and not bothering to watch his tone. “Fuck, take it just like that.” He groaned, holding your hips tighter.

Slash moved up the bed, kneeling next to your head. He saw your lips parting in silent moans, your nose scrunching slightly. His eyes widened slightly as he realized you weren’t asleep, but he didn’t want to say anything yet, didn’t want to ruin this for him or his bandmate.

He reached down for your face and gently thumbed at your cheek, tucking hair behind your ear. “Just look so innocent like that.” He mumbled, still firmly stroking his cock. “So perfect…” He chuckled softly and looked to Duff. “Could use a little frosting, huh?” Your eyes almost shot open, almost. The dream wasn’t over yet, you weren’t ready for that.

You couldn’t keep your moans silent forever, soft ones leaving you as Duff managed a good rhythm, bringing you closer to the edge. Your gut tightened and you could feel your high creeping up on you, of course neither of them could say anything, tell you to stop, hold on, you just smiled and let them do all the work.

Slash reached for your head, holding it in place. You listened to the soft sounds of his hand on his skin, his heavy breathing through gritted teeth, cock angled just over your face. “She’s gonna cum.” Duff rasped, thrusts losing their rhythm.

“Well, pull out.” Slash huffed, beating red tip leaking onto your cheek.

Duff just shook his head, your moans growing clearer. “Can’t-can’t pull out-” His mouth opened, a sound coming out like there was more to come. As the knot began to slip and unravel inside you, you came, pulsing around him and sucking him in deeper, it sent him over the edge, your pussy filling with his cum.

The blond’s mouth fell, soft moans leaving him speechless. His hips bucked a last few times as he came. Slash’s eyes rolled back, rutting into his hand as he came over your face.

They’re breathing was heavy as they looked over you, seeing how heavy you were breathing, your worn body. “Alright,” Slash spoke, “how long have you been awake?” Duff’s face flushed as your eyes opened and you looked back at his cock still buried in you.

[unknownperson246]

Slash and Micheal Monroe:

[mortifiedkaz]

phone sex

contents: smut, dom!slash x sub!femreader, dirty talk

word count: 930

p.s if u have any requests don’t be afraid to ask

You’ve been extremely horny lately, feeling extra bad for your boyfriend. You wanted to let him know that you loved him and not lusted over him, but you couldn’t control your high sex drive. This never really happened when you weren’t in a relationship, but now that you’re dating slash.. it’s like heaven. You called him a bit late every day because he always arrived at a hotel after a busy gig with his band.

You decided to call him, you couldn’t get your mind off of him. You heard the phone ring a few times in your ear before a familiar voice came to the phone.

“Hey sweetheart,” Slash said softly.

“Hi my love” you replied.

Even his voice was so angelic to you. God, it drove you crazy. Before you knew it, you guys were on call for an hour and a half. It was now 9pm and your panties randomly got soaked, a wave of horniness hitting you like a brick. You let out a low whine, the weird sensation pooling in your core. Your heart started to pound in your chest, your chest heaving. “Are you alright?” He asked in the same soft tone. “Mhm just a bit horny,” you confessed. He let out a deep chuckle at your confession without a word, which only made your arousal worse.

You weren’t usually a bold type of person, but you couldn’t help but to think about how you would love to get him hard by being straightforward. “I want you inside of me so badly,” you murmured. He groaned at your words, “You’re going to make me hard” he gritted through his teeth. “Good, I wanna make you hard” you say, your hand resting on top of your boob. Your words caused a bulge to grow in his pants, and the relaxed silence grew to sexual tension.

You couldn’t help but to grind against your blanket, whimpering needily. “What’re doin’ right now?” You ask. “Rubbing myself,” he replied. You could hear how heavy his breathing was and the sound of faint rustling. His hand traced over his leather-covered hard on as he focused on the sound of your voice. You just giggled mischievously, loving the sound of him getting turned on. “I wanna feel you” he moaned out softly. “Me too,” you croaked out, feeling yourself twitch inside of your soaked panties.

Before you knew it, your phone was on your other pillow and two of your fingers were plunged inside of your wet heat. His hand was rubbing up and down his shaft as you let out soft moans. The thought of him fucking you and stretching you open drove you crazy. He grunted and groaned, listening to your every sound. “I love you,” he said with a shaky breath. “I love you too” you managed to moan out in response.

Your moans gradually became louder, and his groans became more frequent. “Fuck,” he groaned out as he came. You were surprised from how fast he came, you weren’t even halfway done. But you continued either way, needing to finish. He continued stroking anyways. “I need you to ride me so badly,” he grunted. “I wanna feel you inside of me” you whined. Your fingers curled and your body convulsed. You came, moaning loudly. This caused him to have another orgasm, hearing him grunting and groaning as you panted lightly from your orgasm.

You sat there debating on whether to cum again, your pussy was still wet yet you were somewhat tired. Oh well, he came twice as well. You started again, your pussy feeling almost numb but sensitive from your last orgasm. You couldn’t help but to close your eyes and imagine your fingers were his cock, your fingers plunging in and out of your hole faster at the thought. He was still masturbating, barely any noise coming out of him this time. As you were halfway done with your orgasm, you heard him cuss under his breath once again. “Fuck, I love you” he gasped out as he came. You giggled and kept going as he relaxed and regained composure.

It was hard to cum, your fingers sore. All you could do was moan and attempt to go faster. Dirty words and pleas spilled out of your mouth uncontrollably. “I feel so bad for continuing while you’re exhausted,” you say to him. “Shhh, it’s okay baby. Keep going” he muttered. You listened to him, your orgasm coming closer and closer. “What are you doing now?” You ask in curiosity for the last time. “Rubbing myself again while listening to you,” he responded. You let out a “hmm” noise as an ‘I understand’.

“I wanna suck on your clit so badly, make you cum in my mouth” he said slowly. For some reason, this threw you off of the edge. Your back arched and you came harder than ever before, crying out in pleasure. “Oh, slash, oh fuck,” is all that comes out of your mouth, cum & arousal flooding your fingers as it drips down onto the sheets. He chucked in enjoyment as he heard you gasp and cry out in pleasure. Afterwards, you both sat there in the aftershock. Your legs shaked yet you were still able to put on your pants. He agreed to put on his pants as well and laid back down afterwards.

“You mean so much to me baby,” he mutters out lovingly, his voice laced with exhaustion.

“You mean everything to me,” you mutter back out in response before rolling over and drifting off to sleep out of exhaustion.

[roxscoke]

Home From Tour - Slash 𐙚

Slash x Reader

Summary: He was on tour for a while and he missed his girl.

Warnings: Smut, dirty talk, oral (f receiving), p in v

A/N: Sorry that this is insanely late, I’ve been pretty busy and this was supposed to come out yesterday, but I was sick. I’ll now be back to work, working on other reqs. Thank you everyone for your patience 🩶 (this is a bit weak because I’m still trying to get over my sickness 😓)

Req: Anon

WC: 1286

Slash had been away on tour for a bit. The tour lasted a while and you stayed at home since you still had to work and you had to take care of the house. The manager also didn’t allow extra people to go with, so if the boys had a girlfriend or wife, the girls couldn’t go. It was stupid, but hey, you got some things done.

He called you earlier today that he’s coming home. You got so excited, but then you realized he wasn’t gonna home till this evening. Slash had to take a plane which be a while from where he’s at, and then drive home. You managed to make the best out of it and think of some ways to get him on you.

You thought of the perfect thing. You skimmed through your drawers of lingerie, and found his favorite pair that he adores you in. You took your clothes off and slipped the lingerie on. You admired your body in it, just hugging your body so right.

You brushed your hair out and messed with it some. You didn’t bother about putting on makeup because you guys weren’t going out, and by the time the night was over, it’d be smeared.

You grabbed Slash’s favorite perfume he loves smelling on you. The way that when you put this on, he wasn’t gonna be able to resist you. You sprayed it everywhere on you, especially the places where he reaches his lips to most.

You added on final touches and added a robe. You then went to go sit out in the living room, waiting for your boyfriend to get home.

A few hours passed, and you finally heard a car coming in the driveway. Your body filled with excitement. You stood up from your chair and waiting for him to walk through the door.

Slash unlocked the door, and walked into the house, holding his suitcases. He saw you and immediately let go of them cause those weren’t on his mind anymore. He was now focused on you. You ran up to Slash and jumped in his arms, “Hi baby!!” You squeal. He hugged you back so tight, “Hi sweetheart!”

He scanned your body, loving what you were wearing. Lust started to form in his eyes, as he was needing to know what was under that robe. Slash got even worse when he started to smell his favorite perfume on you.

He gripped you tighter, “What’s under that robe.” You giggled, “You wanna find out so bad, huh?” He grinned and that’s when you dragged his hand to the bedroom. Once you both got there, you shut the door. You gave him a smirk before doing anything else.

“Take it off,” you said softly. Slash pulled the rope belt, which caused you to take it off entirely. You wore his favorite pair of lingerie, and his favorite perfume, but he already knew about that part. His mouth dropped. Slash started to touch your waist as if you weren’t real to him. You shivered from his touch, “Mm..”

He leaned in, kissing you deep. You kissed him back, immediately moaning into it. It’s been so long since you and Slash have been intimate and only god knows how long it’ll be until he has to get back to studio.

You guys were practically eating eachother’s mouths. You both have never needed the other this badly before. His hands were roaming your body, your arms around his neck. Slash pulled away, you both breathy and needy. He went to your ear, “I need you so badly.”

“Prove it”, you breathed.

He dove between your legs, spreading them. He made you lift your hips for him, so he could take your panties off. Slash rubbed his hands on your inner thighs, feeling your heat rise to his hands. He knew you were ready for him. All ready.

Slash licked a stripe on your core, you whimpering cause you haven’t felt that in such a long time. You started to close your legs a bit, just when he opened them back up, “Nuh uh.” He missed you so much. He needed to taste you again.

You moaned, “Mh, baby..” You felt Slash grin against you. He knew how he was making you feel. And he loved it. He just wanted to keep you like this forever. You know you wanted that too, but there was something else you were wanting to feel.

You needed to feel him.

He started to suck on your nub, making you gasp. You pulled onto his curly hair, with him exchanging a growl. Slash could feel you getting more wet from him, his need for you getting worse. He needed to take you, right now.

“Fuck this, I need you so bad.” He groaned. Slash sat up, undoing his leather pants which his bulge was very visible. He threw the bottom of his clothes to the floor, his hardened length out. He rubbed his tip against your core, you whimpering, “Mm..”

Slash slipped himself inside of you, making you gasp, “Ah, mm..” You had to get used to this feeling again since it’s been so long. So long since you and him have been sexual. He groaned when he felt your walls take him so well. Slash stayed there for a minute, letting you get used to the feeling.

He started to push in and out of you slowly, making your noises come out, “Mm, Slash..” Your nails went to his back, ready to claw. You could tell he loved it when you moaned his name like that. It only made him wanna go harder on you.

Slash started to go faster and rougher, “Shit, you’re so tight,” he moaned. His pace grew with every thrust, you started to claw his back. Your noises started to get louder, legs spreading more wider for Slash to have more access. He pulled your bra down so he could see your breasts match his rhythm.

He put one hand on your hip, which caused him to go deeper. You loved this feeling, you missed it so much. You moaned, “Fuck, fuck!” Slash grinned at your state, “You missed this, didn’t you? You missed getting fucked like this.” You nodded, “Yeah, uh huh!”

He leaned down to kiss you deep, you kissing him back. The shared kiss had obvious need in it. You both needed each other so bad, and you both are finally back together.

Slash pulled away, as he could feel you getting closer, “You’re so close, aren’t you?” You nodded, “Mhmm, so close..” He breathed as he was starting to get closer as well, “Gonna come all over my dick, yeah?” You moaned a ‘yes’ back at him.

Your walls kept tightening around him, “I’m gonna come, please let me come..” Slash groaned, “Come for me baby, I wanna feel every bit of you.” You squealed as your high came down, “Ah!” Covering him entirely, it made him even more closer with that feeling.

He was already too close to his orgasm, immediately pulling out. Slash came on your stomach, leaving you both all breathless. His load covered you, “Fuck, sweetheart..”

He lowered himself to lay down beside you, holding you in his presence, “I missed you so much.” You wrapped your arms around him, “I missed you more.” Slash kissed you once more, you kissing him back.

You both pulled away cause you knew what it was gonna lead up to. He caressed your cheek, “I gotta go shower, do you wanna come with me?” You nodded, “I’d love to,” and grinned at him.

By the look you gave him, Slash knew what this was gonna lead up to.

[lunajay33]

Cherry Girl

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Summary: you were in a small town sitting in a diner in California and fate had in mind that Slash would be through town and sit at your booth, becoming very infatuated by you

Pairing: Slash x f!reader

Includes: Suggestive, flirting

•Masterlist•

Song Rec: Cherry Pie-Warrant

It was a plain Sunday evening and I had nothing better to do in this small town then to go down to the local diner and get my usual order

A cherry cola and an order of fries, the juke box was playing Cherry pie by warrant and I couldn’t help but hum along, it always made me feel….confident I suppose is the word

I swirled the straw around my drink looking out at the passerby’s, it was a hot day that’s why I decided to wear my short jean shorts and read tube top

“Can I get you anything else dear?” The waitress I’ve come to know as Marie asks

“Oh I’m fine thank you!” I smile and she walks off right as the door to the diner opens and the bell chimes

As I’m popping a cherry in my mouth I look up and my heart practically jumps out of my body, if I was a cartoon skunk everyone would be able to see it thumping 3 feet out of my chest

There in the doorway stood Slash, what the hell was Slash doing in this random town of all places?

I pluck the cherry off and just like that his eyes met mine as I continue to swirl around my drink as a way to ease my jitters

A smirk etches itself across his face as he strides over to me, his wrist and fingers covered in silver jewelry, I looked up at him and sipped through the straw

“Hey pretty girl, mind if I sit”

“Oh uh….yeah please” he sits and I have no idea what to do with myself but all I know is that he’s only said 7 words to me and I’m already weak in the knees

“What’s a lil thing like you doing here all by yourself?”

“Didn’t have anything else to do and this is my usual place to go”

“Hmm I might have to come through this town more often if I know a sexy thing like you is gonna be here”

“Oh yeah? Are you staying long?” I ask feeling a spike of confidence as the song moves through me

“Nah just stopping through”

“Well why don’t I give you something to remember this town by” I stand and step to his side of the booth taking his hand and he so easily followed me like a puppy out of the diner to my 1967 black impala, the inside lined in cherry red leather

“Nice ride” he says as I open the door to the back seat and push him in, quick to follow suit and straddle his lap

“You’re definitely memorable” his hands squeeze my hips and I can’t help but laugh as I run my hands up his chest to his curly hair

“Let’s make it even better” I whisper as our lips brush together

Quickly things heat up as our lips crash and all I can think about is I’m really in the back of my car making out hot and heavy with Slash, god damn Slash

We continue for a long time until the windows fog up and even though my lungs are screaming for air I can’t seem to care and neither does he, his hands roam all over my body

Damn this man knows how to make a woman shake and want more and more

“Shit girl where have you been” as I lean back in a knock raps on the, slash rolls in down and there stands Duff

“Sorry to interrupt but we gotta go man” he laughed and I couldn’t help the blush erupt across my cheeks

“Do you have to go it was just getting fun around here”

“Then I guess I’ll just have to come by again”

“I’ll be at the diner” I say biting his lip

“You better be” as we got out of the car and I leaned against the back I handed him my number and he took it giving me one last kiss before smacking my ass making me jump

“See ya later cherry”

“That’s not my name” I smirk

“It is now”