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Teach You Not To Mess With Me (Izzy Stradlin)

Teach You Not To Mess With Me

Izzy Stradlin x Reader

Smut

WARNINGS: profanities, sexual content

Word Count: 880 (kinda short I guess, sry)

Y/N’s POV:

I was singing my heart out as the hot water poured over me. “Take me down to the paradise city where the grass is green and the girls are pretty!” I yelled using the shampoo bottle as a microphone. I turned the water off and grabbed my towel. I wrapped it around my body and looked in the mirror. It was steamy from the hot water of my shower. I opened the bathroom door slightly. The cool air rushed into the bathroom making me cold. I wasn’t singing now, but I was whistling. I walked to the end of the hallway before I stopped to admire the sight in front of me.

Izzy was sitting on our light tan couch in the living room. He had an acoustic guitar in his lap and he was strumming it lightly. He looked angelic sitting there. I smiled to myself. How did I get this lucky? To have Izzy fuckin Stradlin as my boyfriend? I guess Izzy noticed my presence because he looked up at me. His eyes scanned my figure before he smiled. “Hello beautiful.” he sat his guitar aside and stood up. He began walking towards me. I blushed slightly at his nickname. He stopped a short way in front of me. He placed his hands on my waist and looked me in the eyes. “I love you so much. You know that right?” His expression became serious when he asked me. “Yes Izzy. And I love you very much too. You dork.” He smiled slightly as did I. He hugged me, burying his face in the crook of my neck. “Iz.” No response. “Izzy?” still no response. “Jeffrey Dean Isbell.” I whisper-yelled. He looked up at me with wide eyes which made me laugh. “I have to get dressed.” I motioned towards the bedroom, where my clothes were. “No you don’t” he smirked deviously. I rolled my eyes playfully. “Yeah ok sure.” I said sarcastically. I started to make my way towards the bedroom, but Izzy came up behind me. He hugged me from behind. “Izzy!” I yelled. Not in a mad way of course. I tried to break free from his grip, but it didn’t work. Of course. “Come on honey I know you don’t wanna go to work.” he began to leave a trail of kisses down my neck. “Izzy...I..I have to.” As much as I would have loved to stay in that moment I had to go to work. I knew that. Now I was determined to do one thing and one thing only. Get to work without being distracted by Izzy. I walked into the bedroom and Izzy followed. He sat on the bed as I got some clothing from the closet. I could feel his eyes on me as I went through the hangers on the rack. Once I had chosen an outfit I turned around. I sat my things on the bed and looked up at him. “Oh don’t mind me.” He said as he threw his hands in the air. It was like he was surrendering. I nodded my head and began to change. First were my bra and underwear, then my shirt, then my- hold on. I heard something coming from Izzy’s direction. I shook my head, thinking I was just hearing things. Then I heard it again. It was a moan? I looked up to see Izzy. Pleasuring himself. I cleared my throat. “Uhm..Izzy? What are you doing baby?” He looked up at me and smirked. “Well you don’t want me anymore so…” I could tell he was teasing me. I bit my lip. I decided to mess with him a little bit. “Oh..ok Iz. Have fun.” and with that I grabbed my clothing and walked out the door. It wasn’t even sixty seconds later that Izzy came rushing out of the bedroom. I turned around to see Izzy. The look on his face was like nothing I had ever seen before. I smiled innocently at him as I zipped my pants the rest of the way. “What the hell was that Y/N?!” He said, partially frustrated. “Oh whatsoever do you mean?” I made it clear that I knew. “Oh ok. You're gonna get it now Y/N.” I squealed as he chased me around the couch. Of course he eventually caught me. He pushed me against the wall and began kissing me passionately. I moaned into the kiss. He looked up at me and raised his eyebrow. He began leaving kisses down my neck and collarbone. He began to undress me and I did the same to him. Within a few minutes we were both completely naked. To my surprise Izzy thrusted into me with no warning. I moaned loudly as he continued to kiss and nip at my neck. I couldn’t say anything. I had nothing to say honestly. The room was filled with the moaning of Izzy’s name. I was extremely close to my climax when Izzy pulled out. My eyes shot open and went wide. “Izzy? What the hell?!” He looked me in the eye and smirked. “Maybe that will teach you not to mess with me..Sweetheart.” He pressed a light kiss to my lips and walked away.

Hello!~Ok you guys this was my first smut and I know I suck at writing them so sorry if it’s absolute trash. Also I know it’s kinda short I guess so wanted to say sorry about that. I know I might not have gotten Izzy’s personality completely correct, I’m trying. Thank you for reading this imagine though!! I really appreciate it! Have a good day and remember you are beautiful! :) ♥︎

I Won't Tell (Axl Rose)

I Won’t Tell

Axl Rose x Reader

Fluff, Angst??

WARNINGS: profanities

Word Count: 1,597

Y/N’s POV:

The sun’s bright rays shone down on me through the window. I opened my eyes slightly and looked at my alarm clock. 8:30 AM. Fuck. Izzy would be picking me up at 9:00 to meet his band. Instantly I threw the covers off of my body and sat up on the bed. The cold air rushed over my legs giving me goosebumps. I put on my fuzzy black slippers and trudged into the bathroom across the hall. There were hygiene products all over the white marble counter. I was putting the finishing touches on my makeup when I heard the doorbell ring. I dropped my makeup brush on the counter and rushed to the door.

I turned the golden doorknob and opened the door to see Izzy. His lanky figure stood before me. He was wearing black jeans and a purple button up shirt. The first few buttons were undone and he had cowboy boots. “Hey Y/N! You ready?” I looked down at myself and then back at him with a questioning look. “Iz?” “Yeah?” “I’m still in my pajamas,” he laughed slightly. “Oh right. Haha” I rolled my eyes and walked back into the bathroom. Izzy closed the door and sat on my couch in the living room. I picked up the makeup on the counter and brushed my teeth. On the way to my bedroom I saw Izzy in my kitchen. “Izzy!” I yelled through the house. “What?!” He yelled back. “No beer! You have to drive a car, remember!” I could hear the annoyance in his voice when he responded. “Fine.” I laughed to myself before looking at the outfits I had to choose from. My eyes landed on a skirt. I never wore skirts unless it was a special occasion. I would always complain that my jeans were more comfortable. I had never met any of the boys in the band except for Izzy and I wanted to make a good impression. I took the skirt out of my dresser and sat it on my bed. It was black with small white flowers on it and it dropped to about five inches above my knees. I looked in my closet and found a white crop top. This would match nicely. I got dressed and walked out of the bedroom. Izzy’s eyes widened when he saw me. “What- I mean why um” he cleared his throat, “why are you uh wearing that Y/N?” I smiled at his shock. “Just wanted to make a good first impression.” I said as I headed towards the door of my apartment. Izzy followed me out the door and to his car. “Yeah good first impression my ass Y/N. Listen I have one rule ok just one rule.” He opened the driver’s side door and hopped in the car. I got into the passenger's seat and the car started. “Ok Iz. What?” I buckled my seatbelt and we started down the road. “You are not allowed to have any romantic shit with any of these assholes you understand?” He took his eyes off the road for a moment to look me in the eyes. “Ugh. Fine Izzy whatever the hell you want.” I rolled my eyes and looked out the window. Izzy knew I was joking but I couldn’t lie. It might be nice to be in a relationship. Izzy turned the radio up and we listened to various rock bands on the way there. The car stopped when we reached a small house. “Alright well this is it.” He said as he pulled the keys out of the car. “Whose house did you say this was again?” I said looking at the house out of my window. “Oh uh Axl’s. Come on, let's go inside.” He stepped out of the car and waited for me to follow. When we got to the porch of the house Izzy knocked on the large black door. When the door opened there was a man standing there. He was tall. Extremely tall. He had blonde hair and a bottle of vodka in his hand. “Izzy!” He cheered as he pulled Izzy into a ‘bro hug’. “Who is the chick?” My eyes widened slightly at the nickname. What had I gotten myself into. “Duff this is Y/N. Y/N this is Duff.” Izzy smiled widely as I shook hands with the tall blonde apparently known as ‘Duff’. I muttered a “hello” to the man as Izzy led me past him and into the house. In the living room was a couch and a coffee table. On the couch sat another blonde, not as tall as the first one though. He grinned widely at me and waved like a little child. I giggled slightly at his friendliness. Next to him on the couch was another man. He had a mop of dark curls on his head and was downing a bottle of Jack Daniels. Izzy told me to socialize and walked into the living room joining the other two. I on the other hand felt quite uncomfortable being there and decided to wander about. I walked into the kitchen and picked up a partially empty beer bottle. Hopefully this is just beer. I took a swig of the liquid and yes. Thankfully it was just beer. I wandered the house a little bit more, and stumbled upon an empty bedroom. Inside were the traditional things. A bed, nightstand, dresser, but one thing drew my attention. In the corner of the room, next to a window, was a desk. I

walked up to the desk and observed the papers laying on top. There was paper after paper of writings. When I looked closer I realized something. They were song lyrics. I read the lyrics and was taken back by how good they were. I was about to pick up one of the papers when I heard a voice from behind me. “What are you doing in here?” The voice wasn’t mad or upset, just curious. I shakily turned around to see a man with long red hair. His eyes were the most beautiful shade of green, and his smile was astonishing. “I- uh..I’m sorry I was just leaving.” I tried to scurry out of the room but the man stopped me. “Hey it’s ok you don’t need to be nervous.” He touched my shoulders lightly and looked into my eyes. “I’m Axl by the way.” He now reached his hand out for me to shake. I took his hand in mine and looked into his eyes. “Y/N” I said. A smile creeped onto his face as he looked behind me. “So you were reading my lyrics huh?” He chuckled airily. “Your lyrics?” He walked to the desk and picked up a piece of paper. “Yeah I wrote 'em a little while ago.” He looked down at the paper. “They’re lovely.” I said, now standing next to him. His eyes met mine and I got goosebumps. “Thanks sweetheart.” I felt a blush creeping onto my cheeks from the nickname. He looked up and laughed slightly. “You like the nickname huh?” I looked down almost ashamed. “Hey it’s alright you don’t have to be embarrassed” he said. He used his finger to lift my chin. I looked into his eyes and melted. He was so beautiful. I usually didn’t call men beautiful but he was. His face inched closer to mine and I could feel my heart beating at an extreme rate in my chest. He stopped when his face was just an inch away from mine. “Axl?” I said. He was staring at my lips when he answered. “Yes?” He had lowered his voice and it felt intoxicating. “We… we can’t do this.” I said and backed away from him. He looked at me with sad eyes. “Why? I thought you...I thought you felt the same.” He furrowed his brow. I did feel the same. I really did. But what about Izzy’s rule? I wasn’t allowed to be romantic with any of the members of the band. “I do Axl.” I hugged him. He hugged me tightly and sat his chin on my head. “Then why? Why can’t we be together?” I looked up at him. “Izzy said I’m not allowed to be with any of you.” Axl nodded his head. “Y/N trust me Izzy will get over it and besides you're a grown woman! You don’t have to listen to what Izzy says.” His green eyes darted between my Y/E/C ones. There were no words to describe how much I wanted to kiss the man in front of me. He was perfect. A perfect example of..well..perfect. I couldn’t handle it anymore. I pressed my lips to his lightly. Axl was shocked at first but then began to kiss me. The kiss was soft and slow, but so full of desire. He slid his tongue over my bottom lip asking for entrance which I happily obliged. Our tongues fought for dominance, but of course he won. He continued to kiss me, but my heart seemed to jump out of my chest when I heard the door behind me open. I broke away from Axl and turned to look and see who it was. Standing there in the doorway was a curly haired man with a top hat. Axl began to speak, “Slash plea-” but slash cut him off. “Don’t worry Ax...I won’t tell Izzy.” The man smirked devilishly and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.

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A Better Match (Steven Adler)

A Better Match

Steven Adler x Reader

Fluff

WARNING: profanities, mentions of cheating

Word Count: 1312

Steven’s POV:

I was sitting on the couch in the hell house, hanging out with the band and Y/N. Y/N was Axl’s girlfriend. They had been together for about a month now and every second of it seemed to kill me a little more. She sat on a chair across the room in his lap. She was so beautiful. I always loved Y/N. I was friends with her before she began dating Axl. In fact I was the one that introduced them to each other. I remember the day like it was yesterday. I was in the studio and decided to bring Y/N along. I was supposed to take her out that night. We were going to see a movie. I planned on telling her how I felt that night. All it took was for me to leave her alone with Axl while I went to the bathroom and already she had new plans. Plans with him.

I didn’t hear from her until a week afterward and they were already dating. It all happened so fast that I barely had time to comprehend everything that had happened. So now here I was. Watching the love of my life love someone else. I loved everything about Y/N. The way her eyes sparkled when she talked about something she loved. Or the way she laughed. Her laugh was so angelic. It was perfect. She was perfect. I was caught off guard when Axl cleared his throat. Shit. They caught me staring. Shit shit shit. I looked away. “Steven? You ok?” It was Y/N. She was so caring. She had a concerned look on her face. Axl on the other hand was looking at me like he wanted to murder me. “Oh uh yeah Y/N sorry I was just um...thinking about….uh…..some song lyrics.” I scratched the back of my neck nervously. She smiled at me calmly and nodded her head. “Alright Stevie boy. What were your song lyrics?” It was Axl. “Forgot em Ax.” I said shortly and walked out of the room. No warning. No nothing. I just walked out of the room. I couldn’t handle it anymore. Axl made me so angry sometimes I just wanted to punch him in his pretty boy frontman face. Y/N deserved so much more than him. I wanted to tell her so badly that Axl cheated on her. But Axl made that near impossible. Axl always kept her by his side unless he was at the bar with the guys and I. I once heard him telling Slash that he kept her around for when he felt like having a ‘quick fuck’. It made me sick. Whenever he was out at bars or clubs he would find some chick and fuck her. He cheated on Y/N constantly. I could feel the anger rising inside of me as I thought about it. I walked out the door of the hell house and onto the sidewalk. My back slid down the wall until I was sitting on the sidewalk. I have to tell her.

Y/N’s POV:

I sat on Axl’s lap. Steven had walked out of the room and I was concerned. Steven was so special to me. He was there for me when no one else was. Even Axl. I looked to the red head below me. In one hand he held a bottle of beer, and in the other a cigarette. I got off Axl’s lap and began to walk towards the door of the hell house. “Where the hell are you going?” Axl yelled after me. I turned around to face him. “I’m just gonna go check and make sure Steven’s ok.” I said smiling at him. “Why do you give a fuck about Steven?” He threw his hands up. “Axl calm down man, just let her check on him.” It was Izzy. Axl glared at Izzy and turned around, walking back towards the chair he was sitting on. I could hear him mumbling “little fucker” as I walked out of the hell house. I looked to my right and saw Steven. He was sitting on the ground with his knees to his chest and his face in his hands. He looked pitiful. I felt my heart crumble at the sight of him like this. I didn’t understand why I felt this way. I knew Steven was just a friend. Sure I liked him before meeting Axl. But he never made a move and I was too scared to so when Axl came along I was happy. But why was I happy? I had thought about it for a while recently. I wasn’t happy that I had Axl. I was happy I wasn’t alone. But as I had learned that doesn’t last long. Recently I was really regretting saying yes to dating Axl. I knew it wasn’t right to have feelings for Steven and date Axl but it was too late now. The damage was done. Slowly I walked up to Steven and placed my hand on his shoulder. “Steven? Are you ok?” I sat down next to him on the sidewalk. He looked up at me and I could see the sadness in his eyes. That was something I didn’t see often. Usually Steven was the most joyful, happy person I had ever seen. He radiated happiness. Now though, the happiness that was once there, in those same eyes, was gone. The brightness of joy had been stolen and was nowhere to be seen. “Y/N I have to tell you something and I know it’s going to hurt you. But….I..I have to tell you.” His voice was raspy as if he had been crying. “Well um ok Steven. Tell me.” I tried to smile even though I was very concerned. “Y/N..Axl cheated on you...multiple times. He told slash...well...he told slash he kept you for a quick fuck. I’m really sorry Y/N I truly am, but I couldn’t handle seeing him do this.I’m gonna kick his ass.” A tear trickled down his beautiful face. “He...thank you Steven.” I hugged him. I felt tears welling in my eyes. He hugged me tightly as if he wouldn’t let go. I knew he wouldn’t let go. “Y/N?” I looked up into his eyes. They were the most beautiful sight I had ever seen. “Yes Steven?” I knew what I wanted to hear him say, but he wasn’t going to say it. “I have wanted to tell you for a long time, but I just couldn’t. I..I love you Y/N. I know you don’t feel the same and it kills me. I hope we can still be friends though because you not being in my life would kill me even more.” That was it. He said it. He loved me. “Steven you don’t know how long I have wanted to hear you say that.” I smiled slightly. His face lit up a bit as he furrowed his brow and looked at me shocked. “What?” He said breathlessly. “I love you Steven.” Before he could react I connected my lips with his. It was a soft kiss but had so much meaning behind it. I had waited so long for this moment and here I was. I pulled away and looked at him. His blue eyes were brighter than any sky I had ever seen. They were mesmerizing and I could have stayed in that same spot for my entire life if I could have. “Y/N..will you...be my girlfriend?” He looked at the ground. “After I break up with Axl. Yes.” I smiled and he laughed slightly. “By the way...I’m still gonna kick his ass.” We laughed in unison before heading into the hell house to tell the rest of the boys the news.

Hello! ~ I hope you liked this imagine! I am now allowing requests! I am only doing GNR and only the original members (Axl, Slash, Duff, Izzy, Steven) Have a good day and remember you are beautiful.

In This Together (Slash)

In This Together

Slash x Reader

Fluff (Possibly sad fluff?)

WARNINGS: profanities

Word Count: 1,358

Slash’s POV:

I was in my bedroom sitting on the floor next to the nightstand. I looked at the picture frame next to me. Inside the frame was a picture of my old band and I. Picking up the picture frame I thought of the memories with the band. I really thought I made it big when I found them. I thought we had something special. That all changed when the bassist of the band left. Slowly it became too much to handle and they kicked me out. I had joined Guns N’ Roses about a year ago now and I knew they weren’t going to leave me like the others did...right? Suddenly a wave of realization washed over me. What if they did leave? What would I do?

I didn’t have anything planned if that did happen. I could feel my heart beat rapidly in my chest. My breathing became unsteady and I felt sick. I dropped the picture frame and glass went everywhere. “Shit.” I muttered to myself. Ok ok calm down. The guys would never leave me, and if they did I still had Y/N. Y/N. She was so beautiful. I loved her so much. The love I had for this human was so indescribable. I felt that without her I would be nothing. I snapped out of my daze when a sharp piece of glass poked my leg. I looked down and remembered why I had thought of Y/N in the first place. She wouldn’t leave me right? I felt as if the room was closing in on me and I needed to get out. Had to get out. I stood up and walked over the glass. I slung open the door and ran downstairs. My cowboy boots clicked on the stairs with each step I took. Once I was downstairs I grabbed my leather jacket and headed out the door. The cold night breeze caressed my cheek as I stepped onto the sidewalk. I took deep breaths and thought to myself for another moment. What if Y/N did leave me? I felt a tear trickle down my cheek at the thought of her leaving. If I stayed away from her and didn’t bother or burden her she wouldn’t leave me. I walked down the sidewalk with that thought in mind.

Y/N’s POV:

Today seemed like it lasted forever. I got off work early, but I had to babysit my younger cousin Y/C/N. My feet were killing me from wearing heels all day and I was ready to relax. I was excited to get the night alone with Slash and be able to just relax. We would probably watch movies and cuddle. That’s what we usually did on nights like these. I put my house key into the lock of my apartment door and turned it. When I stepped into the house it was unpleasantly quiet. “Slash! I’m home!” I yelled into the concerningly quiet house. I hung my jacket on the coat rack and sat my purse on the coffee table. No answer. “Slash?” I yelled again. Still no answer. I made my way up the stairs yelling the entire way up. “Slash? Saul? Baby? Is this some kind of joke? Saul?” I made it to the top of the stairs and noticed something out of the corner of my eye. The door to our bedroom was cracked open slightly. I walked into the room expecting to find Slash, but to my surprise he was nowhere to be found. I looked to the ground when I heard a crunching sound. I was stepping on glass. There was a broken picture frame and glass everywhere. What happened here? I sat on the bed and tried to process what had happened. Had he gotten mad? Was he drunk? So many thoughts wandered my brain as I tried to make sense of the situation. I looked to my nightstand and picked up the phone sitting on top. I dialed Axl’s number and waited for him to pick up. I twirled the coiled telephone wire around my finger as I waited. Axl’s husky voice boomed through the speaker. “Hello?” He seemed to be out of breath. Probably with a girl. “Hey Axl...Um have you seen Saul? He said he would be home tonight but he’s not.” I said in a quavering voice. Axl sighed before answering, “No Y/N I’m sorry. He might be out getting dinner or something. Just wait a bit. If he doesn’t show up, call me again and I’ll help.” His voice was clearer now and his breathing was back to normal. “Ok. Thank you Axl. Goodnight.” I put the telephone down and started pacing the room. Why wouldn’t he tell me if he was getting dinner? I paced the room thinking for what seemed like forever. I looked down at my watch. It had been three hours since I talked to Axl and I was starting to worry. I picked the phone up once more and dialed Axl’s number. After the fifth ring I gave up. I put the phone back on the hook and walked downstairs. Guess I would be doing this alone. I grabbed my jacket and car keys before walking out the door. I felt tears prick my eyes as I walked towards my car. What if he was leaving me? I tried to put those thoughts aside as I sat in the driver’s seat of my car. I started the engine and the radio came on. I turned it down. I didn’t feel like listening to music right now. I drove to all of Slash’s favorite places looking for him. Multiple bars and diners he went to often. I couldn’t find him anywhere. I was parked in front of a diner looking out the window when I saw a shadowy figure standing at the edge of the sidewalk. As he emerged from the darkness I noticed the figure was someone I knew. It was Slash. Immediately I got out of the car and ran to him. I hugged him tightly as tears fell down my face. He was shocked at first but hugged back after a few seconds. “You scared the shit out of me you bastard.” I mumbled into his chest. He let out a small chuckle and then sighed. I looked up to see his expression. His face was dimly lit from the street lights and his brown eyes sparkled. As I took in his features I noticed the expression on his face was a sad one. Oh no. “What’s wrong Saul?” I looked into his eyes and furrowed my brow. “I don’t know Y/N. I just...I’m afraid.” he looked down at the sidewalk. I was shocked by his words. Slash had a sensitive side, but he tried not to show it that often. “What are you talking about baby? Scared of what?” I pushed a few of his curls from his face and lifted his head so his eyes would meet with mine. “Well I was thinking earlier..about my old band.” His eyes darted between mine. I shook my head in acknowledgement. “They left me Y/N. I’m

just so afraid the guys are going to turn out the same.” He let out a frustrated sigh. “No Slash. Listen they aren’t go-” He cut me off. “I wasn’t finished….I’m scared I’m going to lose you Y/N. I don’t know how I would live without you. You Y/N. You are the reason my life hasn’t fallen apart already.” I could see the tears threatening to escape his eyes as he spoke. His words broke my heart. I hated seeing Slash upset. Especially when it was about me. “Slash. I love you more than you could ever know. I will never leave you. Never. We are in this together Slash. I will never leave you.” I hugged him tightly. He sat his chin on the top of my head. “Thank you.” He whispered. “Saul?” I mumbled. “Hm?” “I love you.” He chuckled a bit. “I love you too Y/N. So much.”

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Walk In The Park (Duff McKagan)

Walk In The Park

(Duff McKagan x Reader)

Fluff

WARNINGS: profanities

Word count: 611 (sry I know it’s kinda short)

You sat in your living room. It was a Saturday in August, the leaves were falling, and your room was stuffy. You look out the window at the sun. It was beautiful. “Ugh. I hate how stuffy this damn room is.” you said to yourself. Deciding you couldn’t handle it anymore you put on your jacket and walked outside. As soon as you stepped onto the sidewalk the cold autumn air rushed through your lungs. You closed your eyes and took one more deep breath before you began to walk towards the park. You were just getting over your ex, Shane. He was a complete asshole to you. Every day he would tell you he could leave you anytime he wanted and that you were lucky to have him. He also would cheat on you repeatedly, but he threatened you not to leave him. Eventually one day he said he was ‘tired of your bullshit’ and left you. Alone.

Walking to the park brought back memories of him. You thought you were really in love. Occasionally he would take a walk in the park with you, and you cherished those moments. As you walked along the sidewalk you felt a tear prick your eye. How could he leave you? After everything you had done for him. Then he even had the audacity to say it was your fault. You wanted to vomit at the thought of your ex. You tried to get your mind off of Shane. You looked around and noticed you were on a little bridge. The park you were at had a little pond with a small bridge overtop. It looked like a scene from a fairytale. There were lily pads in the pond and little fish swam in the water. You took in the scene around you, enjoying the little details. You were all alone in a peaceful environment. Or so you thought. You turned your head to see a tall blonde man standing next to you. He was also looking at the pond below you. He wore black jeans, a long sleeve navy blue button up shirt (which was partly unbuttoned), and black cowboy boots. Once you came to the realization that you were staring you looked back down at the pond. You heard him lightly chuckle before speaking up. “Beautiful isn’t it?” His voice was one of the most beautiful things you had ever heard. “Um yeah do you...do you come here often?” The nervousness in your voice was clearly visible. “Just when I need to get things off my mind.” He now looked up at you, his eyes meeting yours. They were absolutely stunning. “So yes...often” he smiled a charming smile and looked back at the pond. You laughed a little at that but tried to hide it. “I’m Y/N. And you are?” You reached your hand out for him to shake. “Duff, well..my real name is Michael but no one calls me that..everyone calls me Duff.” He took your hand in his and shook it. You felt some kind of energy travel through your body. “Well it’s nice to meet you Duff” you smiled brightly at him. Your hands separated and you felt yourself become slightly disappointed at the lack of contact. “Listen Y/N I know I might sound crazy considering we just met,” he paused “but would you wanna join me for coffee?” He scratched the back of his neck, waiting for an answer. You couldn’t lie, the excitement building inside of you wanted to make you jump up and down like a schoolgirl, but you tried to maintain it as much as possible. “I would love that.” You responded smiling at him. He smiled and put his arm out for you. “M'lady” he waved in the direction of the coffee shop. You wrapped your arm around his and began walking. Little did you know this would lead to a relationship full of love and care.

A/N ~ this was my first time writing an imagine so please be understanding. Sry if it’s shit. Also sry if I didn’t get Duff’s personality very well, once again I am trying my best. Remember your loved. Have a good day. :) ♥︎

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izzy:

axl:

izzy: if you’re waiting for me to disagree with you then this is going to be a long night.

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Slaxl

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Sunset Love, ch. 7: Not a glance

AN: It's been a while... the weather is shit today and I'm grumpy!! Thanks for coming back -- or coming for the first time. I try to make the parts work on their own as well as being part of a longer story. Hope you like this one. xx

The chick with the low-cut top standing at the side of the dance floor had been looking up at him since the start of their set. It was quite clear from her expression what was on her mind. In between his riffs and solos, Slash was keeping an eye on her from behind his hair on stage.  

It was 9 P.M. on a Tuesday night and the Whisky was almost empty. The night hadn't even really started yet. But this was what you did when you were an unknown band - you started at the bottom of the bill, early in the week.

To give him his due, Axl wasn't letting the sparse audience affect his performance. He was giving it his all, as he always did: shirt thrown aside, sweat gleaming in the stage lights, the muscles in his back tightening and relaxing along with his voice.

Slash had given up pretending to himself that he wasn't watching Axl every chance he got to do so unobserved. On stage - behind his guitar and his hair, the other guys absorbed in their playing - was the perfect place. That writhing, snake-like body, ink standing out against the whiteness of the skin, the black leather pants slung low around the hips, barely clinging on...

Axl rang out the closing notes of their new song, 'Don't Cry', and let them reverberate around the room. A few hesitant hand claps echoed around the walls and their set was over.

The girl was still there. They made eye contact again and Slash felt a rush to his groin. Relief flowed through him. He was still straight. Whatever was going on with Axl didn't make him a fag. He cocked his head towards the restroom door beside the stage and the girl gave a brief nod.

***

He buried his face in the girl's breasts and pulled her hips closer to his. She anchored her arms behind his neck and wrapped both her legs around his waist. The flimsy partitions in the Whisky toilets rattled as he began banging himself into her, pushing her against the wall to keep her up. It was skeezy but that was OK; he was into it and she certainly was too, thrusting her pelvis energetically against him and digging her nails into the skin on his back. He dragged his lips across her chest from one tit to the other, relishing the yielding softness, so different from...

He pulled his head up suddenly.

"What the fuck?" the girl gasped, her face in his shoulder. "Don't stop!"

Had he stopped? He resumed his frantic banging into her but was having trouble focusing on the task at hand. He'd been comparing this to ... how he felt doing the same thing with Axl. Jesus.

He squeezed his eyes tight and thank fucking Christ, he was about to come now... he exploded into her, clutching her buttocks tight to keep her in position. He kept thrusting til he was spent.

"Thanks, honey," he muttered, panting, as he let her down and hoisted his pants up. The girl grabbed some tissue and cleaned inside her thighs, looking none too happy.

"Yeah, really fucking great," she said, glaring. "What was that - like, twenty seconds?"

"Fuck you," he retorted, though he flushed inwardly. He knew he'd been selfish; he'd taken what he wanted from her and he just wanted to get out of there.

"Fuck YOU, asshole," she shouted and slammed the stall door behind her.

***

The next band was slamming out their first chords as he slunk out of the bathroom. More people were wandering in; cigarette smoke billowed, people's hands hung out over the balcony upstairs, some girls clustered against the front of the stage. Slash made out Duff, Izzy and Axl leaning against the bar at the other side of the room with their buddies West and Del, knocking back bottles of beer.

"Ah, here's the dirty dog," said Duff, grinning, holding out an arm as Slash approached. "Taking care of business, eh?"

They had all seen him disappear into the bathroom after the girl. The group chuckled indulgently, admiringly even.

Slash shrugged and flicked his eyes discreetly to Axl, as had become his habit. Axl was standing a little apart from the group, studying the band on stage intently. Slash mouthed 'Jack and coke' to the barman and checked back again. Yep, Axl was still acting like he wasn't there.

Slash sucked down his drink hungrily and signalled to the barman for another. He nodded along as Steven enthused to him about something, but he wasn't listening. Minutes passed and Axl's back remained firmly towards him.

Slash frowned in confusion. Sure, Axl was moody, and unexplained silences were a thing with him. This was one of those episodes, right? It couldn't be ... the girl, could it? Getting as much pussy as possible was one of their core aims as a band. Surely there was no way Axl was ... jealous?

At some point later, after several more drinks, Izzy flung his arm around Axl's shoulders, dragged him back to the group and forced him to clink bottles.

"Our position at the bottom of the bill continues uncontested!" exclaimed Izzy, lifting his drink into the air mock-heroically.

"How many was that tonight, four people?" mused Duff. "Two of them were our friends who we bribed with free beer -" he gestured to Del and West, who raised their drinks graciously - "One was that strung-out guy by the door who clearly hadn't a fucking clue where he was, and the other was that girl who just came to fuck Slash."

Axl looked away sharply, examining the ceiling. Everyone else was too drunk to notice, or care. But Slash knew now. It was the fucking girl.

"Better than our first gig," said Steve. "The Troubadour, before Seattle? Two people - the bar manager and that random guy who said he thought we were gonna be some other band?"

"Your fan base is growing, then," declared Del. "I call that progress." More cheering and clinking bottles.

Slash wanted to leave, wanted to get Axl on his own and demand to know what the fuck was going on, but the guys were in roaring form and the drinks were coming thick and fast. It was easier to just stay.  

The headlining band came on, the club had filled to capacity, bodies packed in, the music and noise deafening - and their collective cash had dried up.

"Back to the Sunset and Gardner Hotel and Villas!" roared Steve, throwing his arm around Slash's neck. Slash had loosened up a bit. The knots in his shoulders were relaxing and he could talk more. Thank fuck for that. He didn't care as much about things with plenty of alcohol on board. He headed for the door with the rest of them, not casting a glance at Axl.

***

AN: It took a while to get this part right. I really want to hear what you think of it - it's harder to write tension than the lovey-dovey stuff :) Please leave me a comment.

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