Slash panted, his forehead dropping to Axl's shoulder, lips pressing small kisses to the crook of Axl's neck....
He smiled back at his lover, looking down at his guitar. His fingers moved along the neck of his guitar, playing the familiar notes, smiling at his fans who jumped along to the beat.
“...So a little got more and more, I just keep trying to get a little better, said a little better than before...”
Slash was in the middle of his solo when he saw Axl laughing with Izzy near the microphone, smiling when Izzy whispered something into his ear. Axl whispered back, his lips brushing Izzy's ear. Slash winced, jealousy burning in his stomach but mentally tried to calm himself in his mind.
“You're mine,Slash” The deep voice purred into his ear, running down his long neck,biting and sucking on his skin, leaving a large hickey. Slash moaned loudly, his fingers gripping the sheet beneath him as he felt fingers brushing the edge of his crotch underneath his leather trousers.
“You belong to me...don't ever think twice about that. No-one else can ever have you.” He whispered, pulling back to look in Slash's dark eyes. His dark eyes were filled with lust, matching his own. Axl's hand caressed Slash's, fingers brushing over the gold band, before joining their fingers together.
Slash looked at the ring on his finger and all the bad thoughts ran away from his mind“Thank you and goodnight!” Axl screamed into the microphone. Slash high-fived a few of the front row fans and quickly left the stage, he needed a drink. Duff and Izzy stayed back, enjoying the attention from the girls in the front row. Steven joined Duff at the left side of the stage while Izzy bend down over the side, protected by the guards, as he singed a cute girl's picture, asking her for her number.
Axl followed Slash after a few minutes, running a hand through his long hair. He threw the microphone to some random person of staff. His smile returned when he saw Slash leaning against a wall, next to his guitars, smoking a cigarette and taking a big swallow of his Jack Daniels.
Axl walked over to Slash and grabbed his cigarette, taking a long drag from it. Axl stomped it out and looked around before he pressed the guitarist against the wall and pressed his mouth to his. Slash forgot about the cigarette and eagerly kissed him back, whimpering when the redhead did that tongue trick that he knew would drive Slash crazy. Then after a few more minutes of their passionate kissing, just as Slash was working on Axl's belt, the smirking singer pulled away.
“Wha-” Slash protested but was stopped when Axl moved away, running towards Slash's dressing room, looking back with a sly smile. Slash smirked at himself, before he ran after the chuckling singer. Axl was mere seconds away from the door when he was grabbed around the waist by Slash who opened the door from behind Axl and walked him into the room.
“Slash, that tickles!” Axl gasped as when Slash pressed him against his chest, his fingers running over his bare stomach. Slash slammed the door behind them. Slash spun them around and smashed him up against the door, crushing their lips together. He pinned Axl's hands at either side of his head, Axl's tongue escaped his mouth to run along Slash's full lips before sucking his bottom lip into his mouth,
They kissed roughly, fighting for power. Moans and whispers filled the room as their bodies heated up and Axl grabbed at Slash's t shirt, only pulling back from the kiss to pull it off over his head. Slash immediately returned his attention to Axl's mouth, gasping loudly when nails raked down his chest. He hissed in pleasure and almost blacked out when Axl traced his initials on his stomach.
Slash panted, his forehead dropping to Axl's shoulder, lips pressing small kisses to the crook of Axl's neck. He heard Axl chuckle and the vibrations ran up and down Slash's spine, he breathed into Axl's ear and felt the redheads breathing hitch. He grabbed Axl and pulled him over to the couch, crawling on top of him he tangled their fingers together and again, pinned them to the side of his head smiling softly when the ring shined from the light on the ceiling above them.
Slash ran his lips down the side of Axl's neck,to his jaw, mumbling against his neck. He pulled back and leaned forward to press his lips together when he heard a knock on the door from behind them. Axl froze and looked at Slash, the lust and need had left his eyes. It changed to fear and anger.
“Slash? Time to go,man. The ride is here!” Duff's voice came from the other side of the door. Slash felt Axl lightly push him away and he sat up and moved over to his mirror, fingers running over his bruised lips as he sorted his clothes.
Slash forced himself to look away.” Yeah,Duff. I'll be 2 seconds.” Slash answered back and heard Duff move away. He turned to speak to Axl but he was already out of the door without another word. Slash screwed his eyes shut and growled, his fist making contact with the wall.
He stood still for a few minutes before he grabbed his jacket and left the room. He found Izzy putting his guitar,”Hey,man. They out in the car already?” Izzy gave him a smile and nodded,”Yeah, c'mon let's go.”
Slash followed Izzy out and into the car, thanking the random man who put his guitar in the boot of the car for him. Entering the car he found Duff sitting in his normal seat, and he looked at Axl who was sitting beside him. Axl just completely blanked him and leaned back in his seat.
Slash swallowed his hurt and took Duff's seat next to Izzy and Steven. Slash didn't feel comfortable enough. Axl wasn't sitting next to him his head on his shoulder. There was no whispers in his ear or the unnoticeable kisses on his neck. Slash wasn't happy.
He glanced over at Axl who was sitting in silence, looking out at the night from his window. He was watching the street lights chasing by. His head was resting against the window, ignoring everyone completely. Slash sat back, uncomfortable and silent for the rest of the night home.
About half an hour later they arrived at their small apartment, they shared. Even though they were the biggest and richest band at the moment, for some reason they preferred to live together. They were like a close family.
Axl darted out of the car first, golden hair flowing behind him. Izzy and Steven were the second out, Izzy grabbing his and Slash's guitars from the boot of the car. Slash groaned as he stretched his legs before he slowly followed the rest of the band out of the car and into their apartment.
Slash couldn't wait to talk to Axl, to smooth things over. He was glad that Axl had changed the bedroom arrangements. He had changed with Izzy who used to share with Slash. Now Izzy was with Duff. Steven had to have his room because Slash,Duff and Izzy put their guitars in there.
Slash slowly walked to his room, throwing his jacket over the couch. Izzy and Duff were sprawled out over each couch and were watching some horror film on TV while Axl slammed the door to their room after he changed into his PJ bottoms. That meant that Slash had a 'no touching' rule.
Slash pouted inside and followed him into their bedroom. He found Axl lying on the bed, far away as he could from Slash's side. He was watching some TV show and ignored Slash as best as he could. Slash took off his clothes until he was only in his boxers and he climbed into bed next to the singer.
Slash looked over to Axl, noticing that he'd never moved. Axl's eyes never left the TV and he never acknowledged Slash's existence. Slash didn't like it, it wasn't his fault that they nearly got caught!
Duff had no idea what was happening and the door was shut, but he still knew that Axl felt weird about it. Slash also knew that Axl would kill the guitarist if anyone found out.
“Axl?” He turned and looked at the singer who didn't say anything. Slash grabbed the remote from his hand and threw it at the end of the bed,”Axl? Talk to me,please?” Slash begged to him, he would get on his knees if he had to.
Axl sighed and made a move to get the remote but Slash kicked it off of the bed. The singer looked up at him,”What? Is it a crime to watch TV now?” Slash could tell that he was trying to avoid the conversation. “Why have you been ignoring me?” Slash asked him and Axl shook his head.
“I'm tired,Slash. I would be sleeping in another room if I wanted to ignore you. Then I would never talk to you again if I did. I'm just pissed off that were this close to Duff finding out.” Ax; said to him, laying back on the bed.
“We should be more careful. If anyone found out, we'd be ruined. The band would be ruined too.”Axl mumbled to him, and grabbed the remote and he switched off the TV. This caused the room to darken and Axl closed his eyes, ready to sleep,”You and I, will never be more than this,Slash. We can't be.” Axl whispered to the guitarist before he fell asleep.
Slash closed his eyes, and turned to face Axl, who was already asleep. His tears escaped his eyes and he cried himself to sleep, wishing that Axl would change his mind.