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marvelobsessed134 · 6 months

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Slash + voyeurism for kinktober? 👀

Kinktober day 10: Voyuerism with Slash

Pairings: Slash x Fem!Reader ft. Izzy Stradlin

Warnings: voyuerism, smut, slight daddy kink, Izzy jerks off while watching you guys, semi cock!possessive!slash, dom!slash, sub!reader, squirting.

Summary: Slash wants to show you off to his best friend Izzy.

You were naked on all fours while your boyfriend was sat on the couch jerking his cock. “Come on over here baby.” His deep voice commanded you felt your arousal drip. You slowly crawled to him, seeing the other guitarist in your peripheral vision.

It was Slash’s idea to show you off like this. Izzy mentioned wanting to fuck you for a while and of course the other guitarist was not cool with that idea, but he decided that he could at least watch.

You sat on your knees between his thighs eyeing his cock hungrily. The curly haired man smirked that this, “Go on baby. Come suck my dick like a good girl.” You immediately got to work, licking and sucking his shaft. He gripped your hair and threw his head back moaning. He got a glimpse of Izzy stroking his own cock while watching you work your magic.

“Yeah, you like this Stradlin? Wait till you see what her pussy can do.” Slash groaned with a smirk.

All Izzy could do was watch and honestly, he was cool with that. Being able to see you naked was good enough for him.

You continued to suck him off like your life depended on it, knowing he’d give you the same effort back. That’s what was nice about your relationship. If someone wasn’t putting in effort then the other wasn’t going to either. Also if you’re naughty slash gets to punish you.

Then the guitarist pulls you off and moves so you could lay on the couch. You get up, pressing a kiss to his lips before obeying his command.

Your legs spread on their own accord as you looked at Izzy’s expression. It was dark and feral, much like your boyfriend’s.

Slash positioned himself between your legs before licking a stripe against your pussy from the bottom all the way up to your clit. You hissed and gripped his hair, shutting your eyes as he continued to eat you out.

“I know you’re closing your eyes baby. Open them. Look at Izzy watch you while I eat this sweet little pussy.” You did as he said, looking at Izzy looking at you. You could see him pump his cock faster and you gripped Slash’s hair tighter. Your eyes were wide and watery.

“Mmm Slash…I’m gonna cum!” You squealed.

“Okay then, cum for me baby. Cum for me and my friend.” And so you did, squirting your juices all over his face. “Fuuuck, you taste so good. That was so hot.”

“Holy shit.” Izzy muttered. The curly haired man looked to his friend with a smile, “Yeah, my girls’ a squirter.”

You laid there blissed out, barely registering the back he brought you up on his lap, hovering over his cock.

“Mmm you want it baby?” He asked teasingly.

“Oh yes. Please…daddy.” You let it slip. The one nickname that you usually call him in bed.

“Fuck.” The other raven haired man muttered, pumping his cock more.

“That’s a good girl. Go on.” Slash said and you sunk down on his large dick. You gripped his shoulders for balance as you began to ride him.

“Ah, fuck yes. You’re so tight baby oh fuck.” Your boyfriend was a moaning mess as you continued to ride him, he grabbed and slapped the flesh of your ass, forgetting that his best friend was jerking off to the scene not too far away.

“Be a good girl and make daddy cum.” He instructed and you sped up your movements, kissing his neck up to his lips. His grip on you tightened and it wasn’t long before he shot his sticky, salty, warm, cum into your womb.

You moaned at the feeling, rolling your eyes back.

Slash turned to look at Izzy eyeing the ropes of cum on his stomach and said, “Enjoy the show?”

“Fuck yeah dude.”

#gnr smut #gnr x reader #guns n roses #guns n roses x reader #slash x reader #slash guns n roses #slash gnr #slash smut #slash gnr smut #guns n roses smut #izzy stradlin smut #izzy stradlin #izzy gnr #kinktober

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latest-bloody-latest · 9 months

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Guns N' Roses - Paradise City (1987)

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vaginalsauce · 1 year

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Short lived

Warnings

Unprotected p in v, oral fem and male receiving, spanking, drooling, pet names, mentions of cigarettes, mentions of alcohol and drinking, hair pulling, jealous slash, cum eating, flirty Izzy, degradation, dirty talk, slapping, really fucking rough, slight cnc?, Biting, choking, dacryphilia, lil bit of fluffy angst at the end idk

A/N

I kinda got carried away I am so sorry 🪨💨

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Walking from the kitchen with armfuls of beers, you set all of them down on the coffee table with a huff. You plopped right down in-between Izzy and Slash, craning your head back, bored of Steven and Duff messing around with cameras, and Axl yelling about pointless things that weren't relevant to anything.

You couldn't help but turn your head as Izzy moved to pull out a cigarette from the pack on the table. He placed it between his lips, and was quick to light it. He took a long drag before turning to meet your eyes, letting out a chuckle.

This caused Slash to turn his head towards the two of you, eyeing Izzy carefully.

"You want one, or are you just gonna keep staring, honey?" It caught you off guard but you only shrugged. Izzy pulled the cigarette from his pretty lips, placing it between yours gently.

Before you could even inhale, Slash wrapped his arm around your shoulders and took the cigarette from your mouth, putting it out on his own jeans. He stood, and without a word, left the room, slamming the door to Axl's bedroom.

It was no secret that you and Slash had feelings for each other, especially with Axl's big mouth around. But ever since you and Izzy had been getting closer, becoming better friends, Slash had become more distant, pissier towards you.

You sighed, letting your head fall into your hand as you began to rub your temples.

"What's his deal?" Izzy questioned, eyebrows raised in a bit of surprise. You shook your head.

"I don't have a clue. I'm gonna go talk to him." You stood, stepping over the empty beer bottles that were scattered across the floor.

As you reached Axl's bedroom, you gently knocked on the door, listening closely for any signs of his presence. "Slash? Can I come in?"

No response.

You knocked again, but there was still no response. Turning the doorknob, you gently pushed the door open, greeted by the sight of Slash getting off the bed and walking over to you. He pulled you into the room and closed the door harshly, his body pressing yours against the door.

"Slash?" You questioned, your breathing quickening as his hand ghosted down your arm to the lock on the door, flipping it and jiggling the door handle to make sure it was locked.

His face was so close to yours, you could smell the smokey breath that fanned over your face. His eyebrows furrowed. "Why do you have to do that?" He questioned, but it sounded more like a demand.

"do what?" You whispered, scared to raise your voice. His hand came to rest on your neck, giving a small squeeze.

"Fucking flirt with every guy that looks at you. You know what the fuck you're doing." He spat, before spinning the two of you around and pushing you roughly into the bed behind you. "I'm gonna fuck you so hard that you forget Izzy ever existed."

You couldn't find your voice, letting out a small whine as you pushed yourself back, making room for Slash to crawl onto the bed with you, but he only stood at the edge of the bed.

"Tell me if you don't want this now, because I'm not gonna stop once I start."

You nodded quickly in response to his words, and he landed a firm slap across your cheek. "Use your words, whore."

You turned your head to look back up at him, bringing your own hand up to the forming red mark on your face, feeling the warmth radiating off of it. Your eyes were watering, but you couldn't deny the pulsing ache between your legs. "Please, Slash, I want it."

"Such a dirty fuckin' slut." Slash huffed, his hands coming down to unbutton his jeans. He slid them down his muscular thighs, already starting to palm himself through his boxers. "Gonna suck my cock? Show me how much you want it?"

You crawled closer, and slash gripped the back of your head by your hair, pulling your mouth directly onto his clothed bulge. You let your lips glide over the print, looking up at him, a single tear falling down your cheek from the pain he was inflicting on you, but you couldn't even mind.

"Fuck, you're a little minx." He used his free hand to tug his boxers down, discarding them with his pants. His hardening cock was right in your face, and you brought your hand up to pump him gently.

He grabbed his dick and rubbed it against your lips, and you opened your mouth. He was quick to shove your head down onto his cock, already fucking your face at a rapid speed. You gagged around him, drool spilling from the corners of your mouth as you tried your hardest to breathe.

You watched as he threw his head back, and you brought your hand down to your clothed heat, rubbing yourself through your pants.

His hips were relentless, pistoning hard into your throat. You knew it was gonna be sore for a few days.

You were a bit worried about the rest of the guys in the living room, but their cheers and laughing and indistinct yelling just told you they weren't paying any mind to your missing presence.

You were caught off guard by the sudden feeling of Slash pushing your head all the way down his dick, and you lifted your hands up to dig your nails into his waist as he held you at the base of his cock.

Your nose was brushing against his happy trail, and you began to panick as you lost your breath. Slash pulled you off his cock by the back of your hair, throwing your head back as he leaned down to kiss you.

"Gonna make you mine, make you scream for me." He grabbed your hips as he leant over you, flipping you over and swiftly tugging your pants and underwear clear off your legs. You to let out a gasp when the cold air hit your leaking cunt.

"Oh shit, look at that... So fucking wet, just from sucking my dick? You really are a whore." He paused to pull his shirt over his head, tossing it aside. He leaned over your back, pressing his lips to your ear. "But you're my whore, aren't you?"

You couldn't even let out a whimper before he pushed himself into you, stilling as soon as he bottomed out inside of you. You let your arms give out, your front side falling into the comforter on the bed. Your sudden moan was muffled by the bed, but then he grabbed your hair from the base of your scalp, tugging your head back towards the ceiling. "My whore, aren't you?"

He repeated himself, and you sobbed loudly. "Y-Your whore, fuck." You muttered, scared that if you were too loud the other men would hear, and that was endless teasing you didn't want to endure.

Slash pulled his hips back, and you whined, pushing yourself back into him in a desperate attempt to fuck yourself on his cock. His hand raised, and before you could even think about what he was doing, a red handprint was forming on your ass.

You yelped, pushing your body forward as an attempt to get away from the sting, but with his grip on your hair, you couldn't move. "T-Theyre gonna hear, can't be loud, please--"

Slash cut you off with a hard thrust, and you let out a loud moan, mixed in with a choked scream. You couldn't contain it. His dick was so big that it hurt, and he was so deep inside of you that he was pushing painfully against your cervix.

Slash leaned down again, finally starting at a slow and rough pace. A bite was pressed against your still-clothed shoulder, and with the pinch, came the realization that you weren't gonna be able to be quiet. "Let's get this off." Slash pulled you flush against his chest, rocking back onto his knees. His hands rushed to lift your thin shirt over your head, not once missing a single thrust.

Once your shirt was discarded, he didn't waste any time in trailing his hand up between the valley of your breasts, coming to squeeze your throat roughly. "You're so fucking tight, squeezing me so hard."

You were lightheaded, eyes rolling back as your head fell onto his shoulder, mouth hung open. Your fingers dug into his hips, and your other hand coming behind you to tangle and tug on his hair. "You like feeling me so deep in your tummy? Right... There." He questioned, his hand pressing roughly against your lower abdomen, easily feeling himself through the flesh of your stomach. The applied pressure caused you to squeal, fighting to get off his cock, the pleasure becoming too much for your foggy little brain.

"Oh, that's it, isn't it? Right there?" His voice was so sweet and alluring that you almost melted into his rough grips. "Answer me, bitch." He grabbed a fistful of hair again, pulling your lips closer to his as he sloppily pressed his open mouth to the corner of your own mouth. You were too busy trying to escape the dizzying feeling of your orgasm approaching to even mumble a response.

You nodded, but he only slipped the hand in your hair to your open mouth, his middle and ring finger pushing past your lips and onto your tongue.

His fingers were salty, but tasted so good in your mouth. He shoved them back further, and you gagged quickly. You screamed loudly as your orgasm hit you like a freight train, thrashing around in Slash's hold. You balled your hands up into fists and started to beat against his hips, back arched as you desperately tried to escape the overstimulation.

"Hold the fuck... still." His words were cut up between thrusts and grunts as he fought to keep you held down, your pulsing walls sucking him in deeper than he already was as an attempt to drain his cock.

"Already cumming, baby? Such a pathetic little body, jus' can't take what I give you." He hummed, faking that sympathy that he knew you would soak up.

He snaked an arm around your waist, holding you down as he completely ruined you from below. Your cunt was already sore, and the tears spilling from your eyes had no end, similar to the moans leaving your throat and vibrating around his fingers. Drool coated your chin and chest, and the entirety of his hand, and he didn't even care.

"Look s'much better stuffed full of my cock than you do sitting next to Izzy." Slash shoved you forward again, but this time he placed his hands on the small of your back, pushing down roughly to keep your back arched as he continued his assault on your poor cunt.

"N-No more, can't take it-- Please, s'too much!" You yelped.

Another harsh slap came down onto your ass, and you wept loudly into the bedding. You were squeezing his cock so tight that his hips began to stutter, so his pace slowed and his thrusts got impossibly harder. The steel rings he wore on his fingers were making bright red welts on your ass with every smack he gave you, and you couldn't help but let out the crying and screaming, it hurt, but he didn't care.

With his balls slapping against your clit with each thrust, you came once more, bringing your arms back to try and push his hips away from you, but he only grabbed a hold of both of your wrists, using them to pull you back onto him. Your weeping and moaning finally died down, and you just let him use you, limp from the overstimulation.

You were so fucked out that you didn't even feel the hot cum coating your insides. Slash pulled out as he was cumming, the last little bit of his spunk landing over your red and abused lips.

He released your arms, letting you fall forward.

"My fucking pussy, isn't it?" He shoved your thighs up so your ass was back in the air, and his thumb came up to run through your slick folds, practically shoving his cum back inside of you. You jumped when his finger brushed against your clit, letting out a small whine.

"A-All yours, Slash." You mumbled, and he brought his face to the red wounds and marks on your ass, pressing gentle kisses to the welts and light specks of blood that had begun peeking through your skin, already bruising.

His kisses trailed right back to your cunt, and he didn't hesitate in sticking his tongue right out and into your heat, from your clit to your hole. He hollowed his cheeks when he found your clit, sucking with so much intensity it caused you to lean back into him, despite all that had went down mere minutes before.

He was eating your pussy so carefully and intricately, it was a stark contrast from his previous tone and actions.

It took you minutes of him sucking and licking your poor cunt to realize that he was eating his own cum out of you, and the pure thought had you whining yet again.

He'd groan into your pussy, the vibrations going straight to your clit. It didn't take much for you to cum yet again, so sensitive from your previous torturous orgasms, and you shoved your face down into the bedding once more as you whined, squirming away from Slash's face. He held your hips and pulled you back into him as you rode out your orgasm, finally pulling off of your cunt and gently shushing you as you turned over to meet his gaze.

You suddenly broke out into tears again and Slash crawled back onto the bed pulling you up into his arms. You couldn't form proper sentences, your words simply coming out jumbled and choppy.

"s'okay. I'm sorry, I know. It's gonna be okay." You clung to him for dear life, your sweaty, naked bodies pressing together as your threw your arms over your neck.

All he could make out from your sobs was small "I'm sorry"s, "thank you"s, and "so tired"s. He pressed a soft kiss to the top of your head as he gently rocked the two of you back and forth.

"Did so good f'me, sweetheart, I'm sorry." He cooed, but it was too late, you were already asleep in his arms. He sighed, resting his head on top of yours for just a few more minutes before slipping you under the blankets of Axl's bed, and following close right next to you, wrapping an arm over your waist.

He buried his face in your shoulder as his eyes closed, feeling just a little guilty for the way he treated you.

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You woke up to the sound of banging, looking around to see slash tugging his boxers on, and you immediately felt a surge of shame run through your body when Slash unlocked and opened the door to an incredibly red and upset Axl.

"You're washing everything on that fucking bed. No, actually, you're buying me a whole new one."

And with that, you sunk back under the covers, not daring to make eye contact with the fiery redhead.

#guns n roses smut #guns n roses #gunsnfuckinroses #guns and roses #slash guns n roses #slash fic #axl rose #slash x reader #slash x you #steven adler #izzy stradlin #duff mckagan #80s music #glam rock #hair metal

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valupuyhol · 5 months

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SWEAT BABY SWEAT 🖤😍🔥

JESUS MR. STRADLIN YOU’RE GORGEOUS BABY!!

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weirdgenetic-fuckup · 25 days

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Would you be able to do more slashxfem! Reader? I love your writing so much!

A/n: I have about three days before I’m back home and I can’t decide if I’m happy or sad about that but I do know that I could not let the opportunity to write pass me by and I needed to write this despite how much I hate writing on phones(and the fact that the first time I tried writing this it got FUCKING DELETED) I apologize in advance for any spelling mistakes and just take this sleep deprived fantasy of Slash :,3

Warnings: smut, fingering, slight angst, squirting, if there’s anything else please let me know, I am going to bed :,3

You’d been alone for a week. Slash has finally come home from months of touring and you were hoping to get some desperately needed alone time, and not just a call from across the globe, though you enjoyed those as well they just weren’t the same. The issue? Slash didn’t feel the same in the slightest.

Slash was tucking away in his study all day every day, only coming out for bathroom breaks or sleep, and he went to bed late every night. You brought him breakfast, lunch and dinner and waited up for him in the hopes of getting something but nothing ever came of it.

There was no riding him, no sleepy cuddle sex, no morning sex even. He wasn’t even fingering you, and at this point you’d take anything over nothing.

You tried wearing some of his favourite lingerie, when that didn’t work you just started walking around completely naked in the hope that your tits would entice him. They always did, so soft and plush, whether he was kissing, groping, fucking or just admiring he loved your chest.

But it didn’t work, not even in the slightest.

Eventually you just gave up. Nothing was working, all you could do was hope he’d eventually finish his work and fuck you into next year so you wouldn’t have to deal with him leaving you alone again.

You set into a routine. Waking up to an empty bed, going into slash’s study to check on him, ask him what he wants for breakfast and be met with a grunt. It was the same breakfast, lunch and dinner with nothing else to do. You didn’t even wait up for him anymore, what was the point?

With or without him you were getting needier by the second and you just couldn’t take it. You lay awake in bed failing to fall asleep once again as your cunt ached for the familiar stretch of Slash’s cock.

While you didn’t have him you had a good enough substitute. Toys.

You checked the time and saw it was still relatively early, meaning Slash wouldn’t be up for a while yet. You rushed to the closet and found the small box you kept of your toys tucked away in the corner, toys from all over the world that Slash got you as everlasting souvenirs and such.

You picked out your favourite, one of a similar length and girth to Slash with a wide range of settings. The light was already off and you stripped yourself of your silk pyjama shorts and thin tank top on the way back to the bed. Having lived with Slash for so long it was more than normal to not where underwear, especially to sleep.

You got your self nice and comfortable before pushing the silicone dick into your soaked hole. No resistance, pure lust pumping through you. You were horny but you were tired so you pushed it right where you wanted it and let it sit there for a moment or two before letting the vibrations take over and do the rest of the work for you, starting off at a low setting and working your way up until your back was arching off the bed and you were biting the meat of your thumb to keep quiet.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Slash demanded as he stood in the doorway, glaring at you. You panicked, eyes wide as you sat up and scrambled to apologize.

“I-‘m so sorry, I-I was just-just so needy and-and you’ve been ignoring me and-!” You tried but Slash just shook his head and interrupted you.

“No, I didn’t ask that,” he said, you stared at him in anticipation, “I said, what do you think you’re doing?” He repeated, slowly making his way into the room.

All this resentment you’ve been holding back was finally reaching a boiling point and you stared at him as he got closer. “I was fucking myself because apparently if I want something done right around here I have to do it myself!” You yelled at him, throwing the still whirring rod at him. It hit him in the chest and he just watched as it landed on the floor with a crude thud.

“Gotta do it yourself, huh?” He asked, picking up the toy from the floor. “What exactly can you get from this that you can’t get from me?” He waited patiently for a response, though he didn’t expect one. You weren’t going down that easily.

“An orgasm, a good one, too, not whatever saw dust your wasted cocks choking out.” Slash stared at you, shocked, for a moment at your words. He cleared his throat and tossed the toy to the side.

“You really wanna count how many times you’ve cum on my cock?”

“As of late? I can’t even count it on one hand because there’s nothing there.” You barked. Slash pulled the blankets down, revealing your glistening skin. “What are you doing?” You asked, pulling your knees to your chest.

Slash gripped your thighs and spread your legs apart again, admiring your folds for a second. “Gotta get my score up, don’t I? Can’t have some piece of shit dick fucking you better than me.” He said.

Slash got comfortable in front of you, lying on the bed and looking up at you while he ate you out. He had stumble and it rubbed against you all over and you loved it, the way it teased the sensitive skin on your inner thighs was heavenly.

Of course it didn’t take long before you were cumming on Slash’s tongue. “Knew I could do that, record time, huh?” He asked, kissing your abdomen so sweetly.

“I pregamed with the dildo, dumbass.” You snapped, reaching for the blanket to cover yourself and go to bed. Slash stopped you before you could and set himself up once more.

“I’m not done.” He stated, quickly starting to lick you again. “You’re not sleeping until you squirt on me.” He mumbled against you.

He stuck to his words. His fingers fucked you until you were gushing on them, juices dripping down his wrist, chin. Anything that could be coated was coated, but it wasn’t enough, you still hadn’t squirted on him. Still, he didn’t give up.

Slash relieved himself of his clothes, slapped his cock on your clit and started fucking into you at a rapid pace. His hips hitting yours while his tip hit your special spot so good over and over again. You were a moaning mess, eyes rolled back and body twitching.

“Cmon, be a good girl and be loud for daddy.” He said. You pressed your lips together and shook your head, refusing to accept how good he truly was making you feel. And just like that slash’s big, calloused hand came down on your ass. “Fucking scream like you want to!”

“Fuck!” You cried out, unable to hold it back anymore. Tears streamed down your cheek and your moans meshed with sobs. “Fuck, ‘m sorry, daddy, ‘m so sorry, needed you so bad.” You whined.

“That’s more like it.” Slash groaned, his head rolling back at the feeling of your warm, wet gummy walls clenching around him.

He had you on your back with you ankles hooked over his shoulders as he fucked up into you, relentlessly pistoning his cock into you to make you see stars. “Fucking cum on me, cum on daddy’s dick just like you know you want to.” You couldn’t even pretend to deny him anymore, helplessly nodding and pleading for him as you were thrown over the edge for the nth time that night, though this one was different. Finally, slash was getting what he wanted.

Without much of a warning you began gushing all over him. Slash didn’t waste a second in pulling out and getting behind you for an easier time toying with your clit and as you came hard. Your body shook violently, no noise was even coming out of you at this point as you let your body feel these never ending shock waves repeatedly flowing over you.

Slash held your knees to your chest with one arm, fucking you with his free hand until he was sure you were done.

He held you close as you came down from the high, letting you rest your head on his chest while he wrapped his arms around you in a warm embrace. “I’m better than that garbage, right?” Slash asked, tilting your chin up so you’d look at him. You could barely even process what he was saying, never mind reply to it. Instead you stared up at him with a blank stare and a slightly tired smile. Slash chuckled softly. “That’s a good girl.”

Slash took you in his arms and carried you off the bed. You whined softly. “Shh, shh, it’s ok, I’m just taking you to a different room.” You shook your head, though his soft voice was soothing the words were not what you wanted to hear. “You can’t sleep in a puddle.”

It didn’t matter the reasoning, you were fast asleep before he even got the words out. Happily dreaming about how good he made you feel at last.

#guns n roses x reader #guns n roses smut #guns n roses fanfic #guns n roses #slash x you #slash smut #slash #slash x reader #slash fanfiction #slash gnr #slash fic #slash guns n roses

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stevenssticks · 7 months

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P, i can’t stop thinking about childhood friends to lovers with Slash

like, imagine going on silly little adventures together, sitting together at class, sleepovers, going to literally everywhere together that everyone just knows that if one of you is here the other one is close, just being the best of friends and doing everything together

and then your feelings really start to reveal, and you start hanging out even more than before that even your parents start to try to pair you, sharing your first kiss, first makeout session, first everything and just being the cutest couple cause everyone in your hometown literally saw you both from the start

ughhhh i’m such a slut for the whole childhood bestfriends to lovers 💔

OHHH MY GOD :((<3 this is the cutest thing like i LOVE childhood best friends to lovers it’s my all time fav.

like imagine the two of you at your bi weekly sleepover, literally just existing in each others company. slash is ofc playing his guitar when you ask him “can i try something” and slash can only get out like half of a yes before you’re lunging at him, planting a messy uncoordinated kiss to his lips before you pull away faster than he can react.

you saying “sorry i’m sorry i dunno why i did that” and then slash is throwing his guitar to the side and pulling you back in to finish what you started<3

the kisses are so sweet, n you smile into the kiss and it’s not THE BEST kiss you will ever have but you wouldn’t know, because it’s your first, and his too. and the both of you don’t know what you’re doing you just know how in love you are, and how much you both yearned for this moment for longer than you would ever admit to yourselves.

slash laying you back on his bed to keep kissing you, attempting to get some open mouthed, deep kisses that you enthusiastically but clumsily return. pulling away to bury your heads in each others shoulders, laughing and also crying because woah. this is really it.

saying little “i love you”’s over and over to each other in between more kisses :((((

AAAAAAA :((((((((

#asks and replies #p’s thots(^ ^*)#guns n roses #gnr #slash #slash x reader #slash fanfiction #slash gnr #slash guns n roses

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slashsjackdaniels · 1 month

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these pictures of Slash have me feral

#slash gnr #hard rock #slash #slash guns n roses #guns n roses #gnr #rock music #80s rock

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meegadeeth · 5 months

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imagine being tipped $200 by slash…i would violently cry and thank him for breathing

#slash guns n roses #slash gnr #slash #gnr #gunsnfuckinroses #guns n roses #hes so precious #i love him

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larsypoo · 1 month

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Look at Izzy, he looks so distracted

#izzy stradlin #slash guns n roses #axl rose #axl gnr #guns n roses #izzy gnr #saul hudson

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groovium · 7 months

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me: he’s literally baby like he’s so adorable

him: a 60 year old grumbly musician

#kelly nickels #la guns #l.a. guns #80s rock #tracii guns #mötley crüe #Tommy lee #nikki sixx #motley crue #guns n roses #slash guns n roses #axl rose #izzy stradlin #steven adler #def leppard #joe elliott

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skeletonea · 6 months

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The things I would do to this man

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sabbathrose · 2 years

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• (Slash) Live at the Ritz, 1991.

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tobybestupid · 6 months

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They fell asleep with your kid

Guns n Roses

Summary: your bf took a nap with your kid (from a past relationship)

Gifs not mine

Saul Hudson

^ You went out to run a few errands, trusting your boyfriend with little Emma.

^. You came back to Emma and Saul cuddling together on the couch as strawberry shortcake played on the TV.

^. You'd smile at the two, knowing that Emma had been rather tired that day. It was cute to see them napping together.

Axl Rose

^ Axl saw you had seemed super a little stressed out recently for some reason so he told you to go treat yourself to something.

^ after you came back you saw little Duncan on Axl's lap, snoring quietly with some food residue around his lips. And Axl was asleep too, drooling slightly as he snored loudly.

(Dad axl makes me happy)

Steven Adler

^ you were going to the store, and we're gonna bring your kid Elijah with you, but he begged to, "stay with mr. Popcorn".

^ so you gave in, making sure they'd be okay for about 30 minutes and of course they were fine.

^ by the time you got back Elijah was passed out on top of Steven's chest, and Steven was simply watching the TV as he slept.

Izzy Stradlin

^ Izzy never necessarily cared for kids, but when you couldn't find a babysitter, you asked Izzy. And he said yes, he's never been left alone with your kid, given the fact Sidney is 3.

^ Once you were done with your errands you went to pick up Sid.

^ You opened the door and saw Izzy and Sid asleep together onto the couch, snoring softly and Izzy was holding onto her protectively, as if she was his own child.

Duff McKagan

^ You were super scared of leaving Douglas ANYWHERE. Unless it was with one of your parents and/or super close friends.

^ So you asked Duff if he could help you get over this fear, and he agreed

^ So you left Doug with Duff for about an hour, and when you came back Doug was curled up with Duff on couch, sleeping safe and sound.

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I HAVE LIKE NO IDEAS ON WHAT TO WRITE ABT...😟

#axl rose #axl gnr #80s rock #x reader #duff mckagan #duff gnr #izzy stradlin x reader #izzy stradlin #izzy gnr #steven adler #steven gnr #slash guns n roses #saul hudson

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vaginalsauce · 9 months

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Justified

Warnings

Gangbang, oral f! and m! receiving, slapping, spanking, hair pulling, praise, pet names, degradation, size kink, breeding?, pure smut no plot, unprotected p in v, handjobs, breeding, manhandling

A/n

Holy shit what did I just write

This is a scrap I'm too lazy to finish, enjoy mwah

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You felt the harsh sting of a slap against your ass, and your body desperately tried to push forward to escape the tingling red handprint forming on your ass. You were held in place by Duff, who had you on your hands and knees, your face pressing into the hardening ache between his legs. As Axl had his tongue buried deep into your cunt from behind, you struggled to pump your hand up and down Steven's dick.

You were moaning and squirming, rocking your body back and forth against Axl's face. Duff's hands snaked down your bare body, holding your hips firmly in one place, smirking down at you.

Slash had already pulled his dick out, rubbing his hand over his tip at only the sight of your squirming body. He would occasionally lean over and grab handfuls of your ass, slapping it roughly and watching the skin recoil. Grunts and groans of annoyance could be heard from Axl, clearly getting frustrated with Slash's assault. The vibrations were sent straight through your body to your ribcage, and before you knew it, you were unraveled over Axl's lips and chin, your slick dripping down your thighs onto Duff's denim jeans.

"So pretty, such a perfect girl for us." Steven spoke before tugging you up by the waist, his lips quick to find yours. Izzy was next to come right up behind you, not wasting any time before pushing his cock up into you.

You moaned into Steven's mouth before Izzy sat back on his knees, pulling your body down with his. You desperately clung to Steven, trying to bring him closer, but he only planted gentle kisses from the palm of your hand up to your shoulder, and then back down to your breasts.

"Look at you, being such a slut for all of us like this. You're just so desperate, aren't you?" Axl teased, chuckling a bit as he tugged his shorts off, grabbing your hand roughly and placing it on his cock.

"Well? C'mon, don't keep him waiting. Be a good girl for us." Duff gave a kiss to your cheek, and you threw your head back onto Izzy's shoulder as you moaned, moving your hand up and down Axl's cock.

Izzy kept thrusting up into you from below, each raise of his hips earning another moan to fall from your mouth, and Slash let his head fall back as he listened to your little squeals.

Slash walked over to you, grabbing you by the back of the neck and tugging you towards his cock, practically dripping precum. You immediately knew what he needed. You wrapped your lips around the tip of his dick, gagging as Slash unexpectedly pushed your head all the way down the length of his dick.

His mouth hung open as he breathed out, panting, staring down at your mascara-stained face. You furrowed your eyebrows as you looked up to him, relaxing your throat and letting him move your face to his heart's content.

The speed of your hand on Axl's dick faltered, and he took it upon himself to place his hand over yours, holding your hand nice and tight around his cock, fucking your hand like his own personal sex toy.

You could feel how close Izzy was getting without even looking at him. Just the sight of your lips wrapped tightly around Slash's cock made him shiver, but when he glanced down to watch your heat suck him in, it made him ten times closer than he was before.

"Gonna cum in this pretty pussy," Izzy grunted out, pulling your hips repeatedly back into his own, causing you to involuntarily move up and down Slash's cock without his guidance. "you want that, baby? Want me to fill this whore pussy? What do you think, Duff? Does she deserve it?"

"Don't ask me, ask the cock slut herself. See if she can manage to answer around Slash's dick, huh?"

And that's exactly what Izzy did, enjoying the way you clenched around his dick at all of the dirty words that fell from all five men. Endless moans escaped through your lips, vibrating straight into the veins of Slash's cock.

Axl watched intently as Slash's thighs started to tremble the slightest bit, elbowing him out of the way. Slash looked at the redhead in disbelief, brows furrowing seconds later. "Seriously, dude?"

"I'll pay you if you bite him." Slash leaned down and whispered in your ear, chuckling, hand holding his hair back so as to not get it in the slobber and precum and tears that all had stained your face. It was no use telling you to do anything, the hold they all had on you was strangling your brain, you couldn't think.

You couldn't even focus. You only stared up at Slash through your eyelashes, and it made him laugh harder. You were so completely fucked out that you hadn't even realized that Axl had a hand fisted in your hair until he pulled your head to look at him instead of Slash.

Axl looked over to Izzy, and only gave him a slight nod before he tapped his dick on your lips, pushing it deep into your throat and holding your face there by the back of your head.

Izzy's hips slammed into yours one final time, pushing himself as deep as he could inside of you as he came, and the feeling of his warm cum filling you, and even escaping out around his dick, dripping down his balls and your thighs, sent you spiraling.

You were trying to scream, but with the obstruction in your throat, it only came out in muffled gagging noises. "Steven, get over here. Clean the poor girl up, yeah?" Izzy panted, slowly pulling out so he could watch the strings of his cum slide out of you.

Steven nodded, watching in pure awe as he crawled up behind you, pulling your mouth off of Axl's dick, flipping you over onto back with ease.

In response, just as Steven licked a warm line up the back of your thigh, Axl grabbed you by the underarms, lifting you quickly, and tugging you back towards him, letting your head dangle back off the edge of the bed as Steven's mouth slowly inched towards your swollen and abused cunt.

"Axl, quit moving her around." Duff hissed. He came up right behind Axl, and started working on tugging his own pants down.

You began to squirm away from a cold hand slapping right against your core, a shriek leaving you only halfway before another hand landed right in your mouth. You furrowed your brows and your chest heaved as you sobbed, looking right up at Slash, who decided to shut you up with his fingers. You hadn't even noticed when he got in between Duff and Axl, but before you knew it, Izzy was between Slash and Axl.

You couldn't control your violent twitching and shaking, and Izzy crouched down right beside your head, pressing his lips to your temple so you could hear him whisper to you. His hand came around to the other side of your face, thumb stroking your cheek lovingly.

"You're okay, baby. Always talked about takin' all of us, didn' you?" Izzy grinned against your face, chuckling. "And look at you now. Can't even stand how good you're feeling. A little pain slut."

You almost bit down on Slash's middle and ring fingers, and right as your jaw just started to clench the slightest, he pulled them out and slapped your face. The extra sting was provided by the upside down angle, and the saliva lubricating his hand.

You tried hard to close your thighs around Steven's head, but your body was so close to shutting down on you that you couldn't function.

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