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Dirty Little Thing
1 ReviewsDJ/Axl. DJ realizes he could see the singer as more than an attractive friend (Can be a pre-story to The Lonely). Lyrics belong to Adelitas Way. (Hopefully) Enjoy & Plz Rate & Review! xx
I like it when you're watching me you grind your teeth
I like it when we're up against the wall
I like it when you look at me
you still say please
and the way you can't say no
Cranking the speakers up, he climbed into the hot water and leant his head back till the water covered his face, coming back out of the water, he leaned his back against the white acrylic side of the hot tub, before trailing a hand down his body. A small moan escaped his lips as his shaking hand wrapped around his manhood firmly; the guitarist gasped and leant his head back, eyes sliding shut, images filling his mind.
It's late at night he's at my window
(I'm a fool)
There was a quiet knock on his hotel door, “Come in” he called softly, the door creaked open and the singer walked in, a grin spread across Ashba’s lips “Hey baby” he greeted as Axl just glanced over, a smirk playing on his mouth.
He's drunk again and wants to take it out on me
(You know you do)
Lips covered his own roughly, the taste of alcohol infiltrating his mouth with Axl’s tongue as Ashba’s arms found the singer’s waist, running his tattooed fingers up Axl’s back and into his shortened hair, the guitarist gave the silky strands a quick tug causing the singer to moan and lean his head back, giving Ashba unlimited access to the his pale neck.
He never says goodbye
but what we did plays in my mind
All over you
A lazy smile lit Ashba’s face as he woke early the next morning to find the singer already dressed and gone, shaking his head fondly, he pulled himself from the sheets and surveyed his body. ‘Not too bad, nothing I can’t cover up’ he decided, running calloused finger tips over the fading bite marks, another smile growing.
I like it when you're watching me
you grind your teeth
I like it when we're up against the wall
I like it when you talk to me
you still say please
and the way you can't say no
You take me places I've never been
When I keep on falling
You show me things that I've never seen
My dirty little thing
A hot mouth encased his dick as Ashba received (easily) the best blow job of his life, moans mixed with the singer’s name tumbled from his lips constantly as he clutched the quilt, trying to control himself, glittering smoky emerald eyes fixed onto his, amusement and desire etched into them, he moaned again, eyes closing and hands threading through Axl’s hair.
The sun is up he's out my window
(now you're gone)
The sky will fall and I know he'll be back again
(I know you will)
He takes control of me
and always gives me what I need
Again and again
“Oh fuck, yes!” he moaned, causing a small laugh as Axl released his softened member and leant up to kiss him again, Ashba kissed back furiously, hands cupping the singer’s face stopping him from pulling away.
I like it when you're watching me
you grind your teeth
I like it when we're up against the wall
I like it when you talk to me
you still say please
and the way you can't say no
You take me places I've never been
When I keep on falling
You show me things that I've never seen
My dirty little thing
“Ashba?”
“Yeh baby?”
“I love you” Axl whispered softly as they cuddled later, limbs tangled together, shock entered the guitarist’s mind, they’d never brought love into… into this, before.
“I love you too Axl” he replied, kissing the singer again, surprised at how right the response had felt, a surge of giddy happiness overcame him, causing him to hug the singer tightly with a giggle as Axl groaned, complaining about being strangled but was hugging back.
Tie me up and take control
I know you like what's going on
I wanna see how far you'll go
I like when you strip me down
You wear me out
You take me to another place like no one else
“You sure about this?” Ashba nodded as Axl finished the last knot, he gave them a quick test tug, nope, there was no way he was getting out of these quickly, “Okay” Axl murmured, pressing a soft kiss to the side of his mouth before stepping back.
I like it when you're watching me
you grind your teeth
I like it when we're up against the wall
I like it when you talk to me
you still say please
and the way you can't say no
You take me places I've never been
When I keep on falling
You take me places I've never been
When I keep on falling
You show me things I've never seen
My dirty little thing
Dirty Little Thing
“Fuck! Axl!!” he groaned as he climaxed in sync to himself in his fantasy, as his breathing started to regulate Ashba opened his eyes, guilt and confusion filled his senses, ‘What the fuck was that?’ he stood quickly, ignoring the dizziness and the water that sloshed over the sides, pulling the plug out and grabbing a towel to wrap around his waist, he glanced up into the mirror, smudged eyeliner was blacking his eyes, in which there was fear, securing the towel he leant against the sink trying to calm himself.
He knew he’d always thought Axl was beautiful, now more than ever, now he’d revamped his image, returning to his former sex symbol status, he knew Axl was attractive but he’d never thought of the singer like that before. “Fuck” running a hand through his hair he swore under his breath before leaving the bathroom to answer the door and turn the speakers down, “Ash, I need your hel… are you ok? You look really freaked out” Axl asked, concern in his features, he reached out to touch the guitarist but froze as Ashba flinched away from his hand, holding his hands up like surrender he said quietly “DJ, I’m not gonna hurt you, calm down” Ashba stepped back, gesturing for Axl to come into the room, the singer did so carefully “What’s wrong Ash?” struggling to find the ability to form speech he just waved his hand in the direction of the bathroom, unable to look Axl in the face, scared of what might happen if he did.
“Noth… nothing’s wrong, I, I, I fell asleep in the bath, had, had a fucked up dream” he answered breathlessly, Axl turned to him with concern written all over his features
“Is there anything I can do to help? Are you sure you’re ok?” ‘Leave or let me kiss you’ Ashba’s mind said quietly, forcing the thought and image of Axl underneath him away, he made his mouth answer
“Yeh, yeh I’m fine don’t worry” he managed a smile for the singer, wiping the back of his hand across his nose and flicking sopping wet hair out of his eyes “You said you needed my help?” he asked, trying to act normal and walked over to his suitcase to find an clean pair of boxers,
“It’s not important, it can wait till morning, Ash look…” he said, still concerned for his friend
“Axl, honestly, I’m alright, I, I just need a chance to calm down, it was fucked up, that’s all” he insisted, Axl frowned, clearly sceptical of his well-being,
“Well if you’re sure, I’ll go and let you get dressed, I’ll see you in the morning ok?” Ashba nodded, following him to the door to close and lock it.
Leaning against the wood he let out a sigh of relief, before shivering as the temperature of the room came to notice for the first time. Pulling the boxers on quickly and turning the lights off, the guitarist practically dived under the covers and shut his eyes, determined to keep his thoughts away from the singer, ‘It was just a one off, it’s not gonna happen again, it’s just cause you haven’t had a girlfriend in a while and Axl’s the only person in the band to you that appears remotely effeminate’ calmed slightly with this comforting thought DJ relaxed and drifted off to sleep.
I like it when we're up against the wall
I like it when you look at me
you still say please
and the way you can't say no
Cranking the speakers up, he climbed into the hot water and leant his head back till the water covered his face, coming back out of the water, he leaned his back against the white acrylic side of the hot tub, before trailing a hand down his body. A small moan escaped his lips as his shaking hand wrapped around his manhood firmly; the guitarist gasped and leant his head back, eyes sliding shut, images filling his mind.
It's late at night he's at my window
(I'm a fool)
There was a quiet knock on his hotel door, “Come in” he called softly, the door creaked open and the singer walked in, a grin spread across Ashba’s lips “Hey baby” he greeted as Axl just glanced over, a smirk playing on his mouth.
He's drunk again and wants to take it out on me
(You know you do)
Lips covered his own roughly, the taste of alcohol infiltrating his mouth with Axl’s tongue as Ashba’s arms found the singer’s waist, running his tattooed fingers up Axl’s back and into his shortened hair, the guitarist gave the silky strands a quick tug causing the singer to moan and lean his head back, giving Ashba unlimited access to the his pale neck.
He never says goodbye
but what we did plays in my mind
All over you
A lazy smile lit Ashba’s face as he woke early the next morning to find the singer already dressed and gone, shaking his head fondly, he pulled himself from the sheets and surveyed his body. ‘Not too bad, nothing I can’t cover up’ he decided, running calloused finger tips over the fading bite marks, another smile growing.
I like it when you're watching me
you grind your teeth
I like it when we're up against the wall
I like it when you talk to me
you still say please
and the way you can't say no
You take me places I've never been
When I keep on falling
You show me things that I've never seen
My dirty little thing
A hot mouth encased his dick as Ashba received (easily) the best blow job of his life, moans mixed with the singer’s name tumbled from his lips constantly as he clutched the quilt, trying to control himself, glittering smoky emerald eyes fixed onto his, amusement and desire etched into them, he moaned again, eyes closing and hands threading through Axl’s hair.
The sun is up he's out my window
(now you're gone)
The sky will fall and I know he'll be back again
(I know you will)
He takes control of me
and always gives me what I need
Again and again
“Oh fuck, yes!” he moaned, causing a small laugh as Axl released his softened member and leant up to kiss him again, Ashba kissed back furiously, hands cupping the singer’s face stopping him from pulling away.
I like it when you're watching me
you grind your teeth
I like it when we're up against the wall
I like it when you talk to me
you still say please
and the way you can't say no
You take me places I've never been
When I keep on falling
You show me things that I've never seen
My dirty little thing
“Ashba?”
“Yeh baby?”
“I love you” Axl whispered softly as they cuddled later, limbs tangled together, shock entered the guitarist’s mind, they’d never brought love into… into this, before.
“I love you too Axl” he replied, kissing the singer again, surprised at how right the response had felt, a surge of giddy happiness overcame him, causing him to hug the singer tightly with a giggle as Axl groaned, complaining about being strangled but was hugging back.
Tie me up and take control
I know you like what's going on
I wanna see how far you'll go
I like when you strip me down
You wear me out
You take me to another place like no one else
“You sure about this?” Ashba nodded as Axl finished the last knot, he gave them a quick test tug, nope, there was no way he was getting out of these quickly, “Okay” Axl murmured, pressing a soft kiss to the side of his mouth before stepping back.
I like it when you're watching me
you grind your teeth
I like it when we're up against the wall
I like it when you talk to me
you still say please
and the way you can't say no
You take me places I've never been
When I keep on falling
You take me places I've never been
When I keep on falling
You show me things I've never seen
My dirty little thing
Dirty Little Thing
“Fuck! Axl!!” he groaned as he climaxed in sync to himself in his fantasy, as his breathing started to regulate Ashba opened his eyes, guilt and confusion filled his senses, ‘What the fuck was that?’ he stood quickly, ignoring the dizziness and the water that sloshed over the sides, pulling the plug out and grabbing a towel to wrap around his waist, he glanced up into the mirror, smudged eyeliner was blacking his eyes, in which there was fear, securing the towel he leant against the sink trying to calm himself.
He knew he’d always thought Axl was beautiful, now more than ever, now he’d revamped his image, returning to his former sex symbol status, he knew Axl was attractive but he’d never thought of the singer like that before. “Fuck” running a hand through his hair he swore under his breath before leaving the bathroom to answer the door and turn the speakers down, “Ash, I need your hel… are you ok? You look really freaked out” Axl asked, concern in his features, he reached out to touch the guitarist but froze as Ashba flinched away from his hand, holding his hands up like surrender he said quietly “DJ, I’m not gonna hurt you, calm down” Ashba stepped back, gesturing for Axl to come into the room, the singer did so carefully “What’s wrong Ash?” struggling to find the ability to form speech he just waved his hand in the direction of the bathroom, unable to look Axl in the face, scared of what might happen if he did.
“Noth… nothing’s wrong, I, I, I fell asleep in the bath, had, had a fucked up dream” he answered breathlessly, Axl turned to him with concern written all over his features
“Is there anything I can do to help? Are you sure you’re ok?” ‘Leave or let me kiss you’ Ashba’s mind said quietly, forcing the thought and image of Axl underneath him away, he made his mouth answer
“Yeh, yeh I’m fine don’t worry” he managed a smile for the singer, wiping the back of his hand across his nose and flicking sopping wet hair out of his eyes “You said you needed my help?” he asked, trying to act normal and walked over to his suitcase to find an clean pair of boxers,
“It’s not important, it can wait till morning, Ash look…” he said, still concerned for his friend
“Axl, honestly, I’m alright, I, I just need a chance to calm down, it was fucked up, that’s all” he insisted, Axl frowned, clearly sceptical of his well-being,
“Well if you’re sure, I’ll go and let you get dressed, I’ll see you in the morning ok?” Ashba nodded, following him to the door to close and lock it.
Leaning against the wood he let out a sigh of relief, before shivering as the temperature of the room came to notice for the first time. Pulling the boxers on quickly and turning the lights off, the guitarist practically dived under the covers and shut his eyes, determined to keep his thoughts away from the singer, ‘It was just a one off, it’s not gonna happen again, it’s just cause you haven’t had a girlfriend in a while and Axl’s the only person in the band to you that appears remotely effeminate’ calmed slightly with this comforting thought DJ relaxed and drifted off to sleep.
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