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Dust N' Bones
4 Reviews“Shut up! What we fuckin' did was wrong and disgusting. In my mind, it never happened,”....
Glass was shattered, curtains were hanging off of the railing and wallpaper was torn, hanging off of the wall.
Slash panted for breath, blood spilling from his split lip onto his chin and he stared at the redhead in front of him, who was holding him against the wall. Tears threatened to spill from his eyes as the man in front of him shouted abuse at him.
“I wish that I never met you!”
“You make me sick,”
“...tell me you love me one more time and I swear to God, I will kill you.”
Slash screwed his eyes shut and took the abuse from the man he loved more than life. The man that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with.”Axl,please. Don't say that. I d-” He was cut off when Axl punched the wall next to him, trying to calm down.
“Shut up! What we fuckin' did was wrong and disgusting. In my mind, it never happened,” Axl said in a calm but pissed off voice. Slash cringed but remembered the night before, remembering the soft kisses that AxL gave him. The little whispers the redhead said into his ear.
I want you,Slash. Please, love me. Do you love me Slash?
Yes, Axl. I love you, more than you will ever know.
Then show me.
“Axl,please,” Slash begged,”Just stop. Please calm down.” He continued, opening his eyes,searching for something in the green eyes that he loved to look into, lose himself into. He let the tears spill and his bottom lip quivered.
Axl gave him a smile. An evil smile, mocking him.Axl brought his hand close to Slash's face. Slash closed his eyes, ready for another blow to his face.
But the hand that hit him only minutes before was stroking his face, thumb caressing the bruise that he had put there. He felt his pain go away and still held onto the hope that Axl wasn't going to abuse him again. His words hurt more than his fists.
“Is this what you want, Slash? For me to love you?” Axl snarled at him, twirling a piece of curly hair around his finger and his thumb brushed over Slash's bottom lip, over the deep purple cut on it,”Is it!” Slash nodded and opened his eyes.
“You want me to kiss your bruises away?” Axl closed the small gap between them and his lips planted a small kiss on the bruise on Slash's cheek then down to his jawline to his ear. Slash swallowed, waiting for Axl to mock him again. Trying to not moan, Slash bit his lip, cringing again when pain flowed through his lip.
Axl's lips travelled down to his neck, biting softly and sucking on his lip. He felt his anger melt away and guilt pooled in his stomach when his eyes saw the mess of Slash's room, the mess of Slash's body. He was just meant to mock him, not continue with the kissing!
He still felt a little shame for the night before. He didn't like to feel vulnerable with Slash.
The night before was a little blur, but he remembered Slash telling him he loved him over and over. They were both drunk at the club and Slash had suddenly kissed him when they were stumbling on their way home, telling him he loved him more than a friend.
Axl somehow responded to the kiss begged Slash for more. They kissed and stumbled again on their way back to the apartment the band shared. They made their way to Slash's room, Axl shoving Slash onto the bed. Clothes came off and silent screams and soft words were shared. After, Axl fell asleep in Slash's arms.
Axl woke up and Slash was wrapped around him, a content smile on his face and them memories of the night before came to his mind after he saw that they were wearing nothing but boxers. Axl did what he was known for, he saw red. He kicked Slash off of the bed and he saw that Slash knew what was coming.
The rest was a blur, but he remembered blood, tears and anger.
“Do you,Slash?” Axl wrapped his arms around the guitarist and pulled his lips away, looking into his eyes. He saw tears and love and it made him shake. Slash nodded again, and looked at his lover again. His green eyes were sparkling like they were the night before. It made him feel safe again.
“Axl,have you stopped now?” Slash asked him and he saw the guilt on Axl's face. Axl nodded and kissed Slash on the lips, gently as not to cause him any pain. “I don't think I can take it anymore,”
“I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.”Axl repeated over and over, emphasising each word with a soft kiss to Slash's full lips. Slash kissed him back, forgetting the fight that had just taken place.
“It's OK.”Slash hushed him, becoming more confident when finally allowed him to embrace him. Axl stroked his face again, like a parent would a child.
Axl sighed peacefully,letting Slash press their lips together again. He gently licked Slash's cut lip, lapping up the dry blood before he kissed him fully.
“Can we sleep now?” Slash asked him, his body aching and tired. Axl nodded and grabbed his hand, pulling him back to the bed. He lay Slash comfortably on the bed, pulling the covers over him.
Kissing Slash's sore cheek, Axl curled up next to him smiling when Slash wrapped an arm around him.
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Slash panted for breath, blood spilling from his split lip onto his chin and he stared at the redhead in front of him, who was holding him against the wall. Tears threatened to spill from his eyes as the man in front of him shouted abuse at him.
“I wish that I never met you!”
“You make me sick,”
“...tell me you love me one more time and I swear to God, I will kill you.”
Slash screwed his eyes shut and took the abuse from the man he loved more than life. The man that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with.”Axl,please. Don't say that. I d-” He was cut off when Axl punched the wall next to him, trying to calm down.
“Shut up! What we fuckin' did was wrong and disgusting. In my mind, it never happened,” Axl said in a calm but pissed off voice. Slash cringed but remembered the night before, remembering the soft kisses that AxL gave him. The little whispers the redhead said into his ear.
I want you,Slash. Please, love me. Do you love me Slash?
Yes, Axl. I love you, more than you will ever know.
Then show me.
“Axl,please,” Slash begged,”Just stop. Please calm down.” He continued, opening his eyes,searching for something in the green eyes that he loved to look into, lose himself into. He let the tears spill and his bottom lip quivered.
Axl gave him a smile. An evil smile, mocking him.Axl brought his hand close to Slash's face. Slash closed his eyes, ready for another blow to his face.
But the hand that hit him only minutes before was stroking his face, thumb caressing the bruise that he had put there. He felt his pain go away and still held onto the hope that Axl wasn't going to abuse him again. His words hurt more than his fists.
“Is this what you want, Slash? For me to love you?” Axl snarled at him, twirling a piece of curly hair around his finger and his thumb brushed over Slash's bottom lip, over the deep purple cut on it,”Is it!” Slash nodded and opened his eyes.
“You want me to kiss your bruises away?” Axl closed the small gap between them and his lips planted a small kiss on the bruise on Slash's cheek then down to his jawline to his ear. Slash swallowed, waiting for Axl to mock him again. Trying to not moan, Slash bit his lip, cringing again when pain flowed through his lip.
Axl's lips travelled down to his neck, biting softly and sucking on his lip. He felt his anger melt away and guilt pooled in his stomach when his eyes saw the mess of Slash's room, the mess of Slash's body. He was just meant to mock him, not continue with the kissing!
He still felt a little shame for the night before. He didn't like to feel vulnerable with Slash.
The night before was a little blur, but he remembered Slash telling him he loved him over and over. They were both drunk at the club and Slash had suddenly kissed him when they were stumbling on their way home, telling him he loved him more than a friend.
Axl somehow responded to the kiss begged Slash for more. They kissed and stumbled again on their way back to the apartment the band shared. They made their way to Slash's room, Axl shoving Slash onto the bed. Clothes came off and silent screams and soft words were shared. After, Axl fell asleep in Slash's arms.
Axl woke up and Slash was wrapped around him, a content smile on his face and them memories of the night before came to his mind after he saw that they were wearing nothing but boxers. Axl did what he was known for, he saw red. He kicked Slash off of the bed and he saw that Slash knew what was coming.
The rest was a blur, but he remembered blood, tears and anger.
“Do you,Slash?” Axl wrapped his arms around the guitarist and pulled his lips away, looking into his eyes. He saw tears and love and it made him shake. Slash nodded again, and looked at his lover again. His green eyes were sparkling like they were the night before. It made him feel safe again.
“Axl,have you stopped now?” Slash asked him and he saw the guilt on Axl's face. Axl nodded and kissed Slash on the lips, gently as not to cause him any pain. “I don't think I can take it anymore,”
“I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.”Axl repeated over and over, emphasising each word with a soft kiss to Slash's full lips. Slash kissed him back, forgetting the fight that had just taken place.
“It's OK.”Slash hushed him, becoming more confident when finally allowed him to embrace him. Axl stroked his face again, like a parent would a child.
Axl sighed peacefully,letting Slash press their lips together again. He gently licked Slash's cut lip, lapping up the dry blood before he kissed him fully.
“Can we sleep now?” Slash asked him, his body aching and tired. Axl nodded and grabbed his hand, pulling him back to the bed. He lay Slash comfortably on the bed, pulling the covers over him.
Kissing Slash's sore cheek, Axl curled up next to him smiling when Slash wrapped an arm around him.
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