Has Axl finally changed? Will Slash push him again?
Slash cried out as his back slammed against the hard wood of his bedroom door. But it was a mix of pain in pleasure, and he really didn't care. All he cared about was the redhead who was pressing him up against it,his hand came up and grabbed the back of his head, returning the harsh kiss that Axl was giving him.
Axl groaned loudly when Slash's hands travelled down his bare back and gripped his ass, bringing them closer together as their tongues fought for dominance. Slash walked him back toward the bed and they fell down on top of it. Axl flipped them over so that he was on top, not allowing Slash to take control.
His lips left the guitarists and he ignored the whimper of protest before it turned into a low moan when his lips tackled his neck, sucking a biting until he left a big dark hickey. Slash's hands went to return to his hair but Axl grabbed his wrists and pinned them above his head.
“Axl, are you sure you wanna do this?” Slash asked the singer, purring a little when Axl returned to his mouth and sucked his bottom lip into his mouth.
Please say yes..please say yes.
Axl chuckled and ground his crotch against Slash's and his fingers tangled with Slash's above his head,”What do you think?” Axl peppered kisses along his jaw before he kissed the weak spot behind Slash's ear. Slash's head tipped back, eyes rolling to the back of his head, meeting Axl's thrusting against his crotch.
Axl chuckled again when Slash asked him for another kiss. Finally giving Slash what he wanted, Axl pressed his lips back to Slash's. They kissed roughly, teeth clashing together, tongues dancing in a forbidden dance.
“You want more,Slash?”Axl mumbled against Slash's lips, ignoring his pleas and begging.
Slash nodded quickly,”Yes, please.”
Slash groaned painfully as he opened his eyes,coming in contact with the sun, he closed his eyes and hissed,flipping over onto his side.”Fuck!”He yelled painfully as the bruises on his ribs made him pay for it. They hurt more than they did when Axl punched him. His hand grasped his stomach, for some reason thinking that is was going to ease the pain.
His other arm reached out to wrap it around Axl's body but he was met with air. He frowned and opened his left eye, the only good eye, and looked around the bed, hoping that Axl moved during the night. But he wasn't there.
“Knew it was to good to be true.” Slash swallowed and reached under the pillow for his sunglasses and thankfully they were where he left them. He shoved them on and sat up slowly, leaning against his pillows.
“Why did he have to leave?” Slash whispered sadly.”He promised.” Axl, for one, was actually caring during the night. He fixed Slash's pillows when he asked him and let Slash cuddle him without screaming at him for once.
Suddenly, the door was slammed open and a shine of red hair was towering over him at the side of the bed. It was Axl. He wasn't angry or glaring but the complete opposite. Slash watched as he sat on the side of the bed and gave him a cup. Slowly, Slash took it and looked inside the cup.
It was hot chocolate and to make it more unreal,it had pink and white marshmallows, Slash's favourite topping,”Mornin',” Axl smiled at him and Slash felt his pain go away when he received the smile.
“Mornin'. What's gotten into you?” Slash asked him, taking a sip from the hot drink, the liquid warming his stomach. Axl took a long look at him, taking in all of the bruises, marks and possible scars, He had a black eye, split lip and since Slash had no shirt on, Axl saw the 4 big bruises on his ribs.
It made Axl feel sick from doing this to him, but Slash's love was new to him. Slash was devoted and he wasn't scared to express it. Axl didn't know how to react to this,it scared Axl.
“I can't say sorry properly so I thought I would do it through hot chocolate.” He said, getting up and closing the curtains. Sitting on the edge of the bed again, Axl reached up and took off Slash's sunglasses, stroking his cheek when Slash hissed in pain. Slash closed his eyes contently when Axl's stroked his face.
Pulling away from Slash, Axl set the glasses on the bedside table.”Feelin' better?” Axl took the half empty cup from the guitarist and set it next to the sunglasses. Slash played with Axl's fingers that were laying on his knee,” A little,”He answered and watched as Axl's guilty look came back,”But i'm sure I will in a few days. I just need rest.”
Axl nodded and crawled onto the bed and sat next to Slash, head laying on Slash's shoulder.”Then I'll rest with you.”He mumbled, allowing Slash to play with his hand again.
“Haven't you got songs to write?It will be boring.” Slash smiled secretly. He twisted the golden ring that Axl wore, twisting it around Axl's pale finger. I like this Axl.
“Nope. Do you want me to go?” Axl sat up and looked at him. Slash panicked,”Because I will if you want me to,”
“No, it's fine. I just don't want you to be bored.” He said quickly.
Axl nodded and smiled at him, sitting back down next to him.”I'm sorry,Slash. I never realised how much I hurt you.”The redhead whispered. Slash stroked his palm with his finger, tracing unknown patterns.”I know.” He whispered back, and heard the content sigh that Axl breathed.
“Thank you for understanding,Slash.” Axl mumbled, finally tangling their fingers.
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