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Axl's Manipulation
1 ReviewsSlash bit his lip and breathed slowly, he couldn't let Axl have the upper hand any more. Axl knew just how to manipulate Slash and the singer knew that,”No, Axl,” He whispered, trying to back i...
3 Weeks Later
“What did you say?” Slash as the singer, leaning against the wall, heart thumping against his ribcage. He hated him. He hated how much power Axl still had over him. How he would still jump at any chance to please him. Also, the smug smile he had when he knew that Slash would easily agree.
“Kiss me,” He repeated, smiling at Slash's confused, drunken stare. They were both drunk, but Axl had drank much more than Slash had.
They had just gotten out of a two hour concert and instantly went to a local nightclub. They five gunners separated to each side of the club. Slash immediately grabbed a large bottle of Jack Daniels and he tore off the cap and drowned as much as he could take.
Steven and Duff were already drunk and they were content playing cards in the corner of the nightclub, eagerly signing autographs for fans when they came up. Slash had watched from the bar as Duff lost again, a pout on his face. Slash laughed at this, Duff was always so sensitive.
Then,sick of the smell and wanting some fresh air, Slash had drowned the rest of his drink and made his way outside into the alleyway. There he was met with Axl, smoking a cigarette with a drink in his hand.
Instantly noticing him and with a seductive smile, Axl made his way over to him. Axl was stumbling a little, so Slash could tell he was drunk. Slash stepped back and found himself back against the wall,”Kiss me.” He had whispered to the guitarist.
“W-Why are you doing this?”Slash asked him after he had repeated what he said. But he got no response. Axl smirked at him again, lifting a hand, caressing his cheek. Slash closed his eyes and snuggled closer into his hand with a small, content smile.
Then Axl's lips were pressed against his, instantly lighting a familiar feeling inside of his body. Slash slowly kissed the redhead back, his hand coming to the back of his head to pull him closer. Axl smiled against his lips and softly bit on his bottom one, causing Slash to gasp.
Using this as an entrance, Axl ran his tongue along Slash's sore lip and his tongue entered Slash's mouth, earning a loud moan from him. It explored his mouth, running along his teeth and then caught his in a forceful dance. Eventually Axl pulled away for air but didn't take a step from Slash. He kissed the side of his mouth, down to his cheek then nibbled along his jawline.
“Fuck..” Slash mumbled, leaning his head back against the wall, making more access for Axl to kiss his neck,”Beautiful,” The redhead growled into his ear. He took advantage of this, sucking and biting on Slash's neck.
“Don't you know how much I want you?” Axl moaned, kissing his way along Slash's jawline. The guitarist's hands pulled at Axl's hair and he asked Axl to kiss him again. Axl smirked at him and went back to his neck, just gaining more power to drive Slash crazy.
Axl's hands made their way to the hem of Slash's shirt, tugging it out from his leather trousers to feel the skin underneath.
Slash panted and grabbed Axl by the back of his neck, pulling his lips back to his with desperation. Slash needed this, he craved it. They hungrily devoured each others mouths, pulling at each others clothes like it was their last day on earth.
Then suddenly, Axl felt cold again and he opened his eyes. Slash had pulled away from him and was looking at him with confused, lustful eyes.
“What are you doing?”Slash breathed. Why was Axl playing mind games with him? He had hardly talked to him for weeks. Then, all of a sudden, he had him pressed up against a wall, kissing him like he needed him. Why couldn't he stop messing with his head?
“Do I need a reason to kiss you?”Axl said without hesitation. Slash raised an eyebrow. Of course he needed a reason! He was the one who broke up with him. Axl insisted on messing with his head until Slash was constantly confused.
What fucking game was he playing?
“Yeah, you do, Axl.” Slash said like he was talking to a little child. Axl rolled his eyes. The guitarist looked closer to Axl, who looked confused. Axl didn't understand, Slash never refused him; under any circumstances.
“I don't need a reason. I want you, that's all.”Axl said like he was spelling it all for him,”You can't have me.” Slash hissed at his ex, beyond pissed off,”And why the fuck not? Your mine.” Axl looked up at him, lust and rage in his eyes.
Axl was confused, Slash normally would be fucking him against the wall right now. Why was he stopping? Why wouldn't Slash make him happy?
“No. I'm not. You can't click your fingers and expect me to come running. I'm not a toy.” Slash told Axl, who was looking at him like he wanted to rip his head off,”You don't control me, Axl.”
Axl pouted and Slash licked his bottom lip, forcing himself to stop from leaning down. Axl always used this trick to get whatever he wanted from Slash. Slash would be happy to do whatever Axl wanted, but the singer needed to understand that he couldn't use the guitarist for sex any more. Slash wanted a proper relationship, he didn't want Axl to be with anyone else but him.
Pulling Slash close to him, Axl entwined their hands and fingers. Then he leaned forward and his lips found Slash's 'sweet spot'. Axl was the only person who knew all of Slash's weaknesses. Slash took small breaths, trying to resist the urge to fuck Axl like the world was ending the next five minutes.
“Slash...please.” Axl whimpered into his ear. Eyes rolling to the back of his head, Slash slumped against the wall. Axl pinned Slash's hands to the wall. He smirked as he heard low moans coming from Slash as he still made sweet love to Slash's weak spot behind his ear,”I want you. I always want you.”
Slash bit his lip and breathed slowly, he couldn't let Axl have the upper hand any more. Axl knew just how to manipulate Slash and the singer knew that,”No, Axl,” He whispered, trying to back it up with a hiss. Axl's tongue ran along his skin, twirling patterns around and around,”Stop, please.” Slash begged.
Then Axl tried his other trick that always made Slash go weak at the knees,”I need you...you know that. I always need you.” He moaned into his ear,” You're the only one, Saul.”
Axl's fingers played with the button on Slash's leather trousers. His fingertips dipped inside, playing with the waistband of Slash's boxers, as he pressed butterfly kisses on the side of his mouth.
Suddenly Axl was pushed away against the other wall,”What th-”Axl gasped and when his vision was clearer he found himself pressed against Slash.
“Look me in the eyes and tell me you love me then I'll give you what you want, Axl.” Slash looked at him, eyes roaming his face. Axl's lustful eyes turned back to normal and Slash held him tight so that he wouldn't move. Axl looked away and bit his lip,”You know what? Fuck it.”
“What?”
“You can't do this, Axl. You can't have me whenever you feel like it. You either want me fully or you don't.” Slash watched as Axl slumped against the wall and looked up at him. He opened his mouth to say something but soon closed it again. “Let me go.” Axl whispered, looking anywhere but at Slash. Slash sighed but still held Axl tight.
“Axl I-”
“Let me go!!” Axl shouted at him and when Slash still refused he held his hands to his chest and shoved the guitarist away from him before storming back into the club. Slash leaned against the wall, and wiped the tears that were running down his cheeks. He missed Axl, missed the way he would stroke his hair when they were alone.
Why can't life just be easy?
“What did you say?” Slash as the singer, leaning against the wall, heart thumping against his ribcage. He hated him. He hated how much power Axl still had over him. How he would still jump at any chance to please him. Also, the smug smile he had when he knew that Slash would easily agree.
“Kiss me,” He repeated, smiling at Slash's confused, drunken stare. They were both drunk, but Axl had drank much more than Slash had.
They had just gotten out of a two hour concert and instantly went to a local nightclub. They five gunners separated to each side of the club. Slash immediately grabbed a large bottle of Jack Daniels and he tore off the cap and drowned as much as he could take.
Steven and Duff were already drunk and they were content playing cards in the corner of the nightclub, eagerly signing autographs for fans when they came up. Slash had watched from the bar as Duff lost again, a pout on his face. Slash laughed at this, Duff was always so sensitive.
Then,sick of the smell and wanting some fresh air, Slash had drowned the rest of his drink and made his way outside into the alleyway. There he was met with Axl, smoking a cigarette with a drink in his hand.
Instantly noticing him and with a seductive smile, Axl made his way over to him. Axl was stumbling a little, so Slash could tell he was drunk. Slash stepped back and found himself back against the wall,”Kiss me.” He had whispered to the guitarist.
“W-Why are you doing this?”Slash asked him after he had repeated what he said. But he got no response. Axl smirked at him again, lifting a hand, caressing his cheek. Slash closed his eyes and snuggled closer into his hand with a small, content smile.
Then Axl's lips were pressed against his, instantly lighting a familiar feeling inside of his body. Slash slowly kissed the redhead back, his hand coming to the back of his head to pull him closer. Axl smiled against his lips and softly bit on his bottom one, causing Slash to gasp.
Using this as an entrance, Axl ran his tongue along Slash's sore lip and his tongue entered Slash's mouth, earning a loud moan from him. It explored his mouth, running along his teeth and then caught his in a forceful dance. Eventually Axl pulled away for air but didn't take a step from Slash. He kissed the side of his mouth, down to his cheek then nibbled along his jawline.
“Fuck..” Slash mumbled, leaning his head back against the wall, making more access for Axl to kiss his neck,”Beautiful,” The redhead growled into his ear. He took advantage of this, sucking and biting on Slash's neck.
“Don't you know how much I want you?” Axl moaned, kissing his way along Slash's jawline. The guitarist's hands pulled at Axl's hair and he asked Axl to kiss him again. Axl smirked at him and went back to his neck, just gaining more power to drive Slash crazy.
Axl's hands made their way to the hem of Slash's shirt, tugging it out from his leather trousers to feel the skin underneath.
Slash panted and grabbed Axl by the back of his neck, pulling his lips back to his with desperation. Slash needed this, he craved it. They hungrily devoured each others mouths, pulling at each others clothes like it was their last day on earth.
Then suddenly, Axl felt cold again and he opened his eyes. Slash had pulled away from him and was looking at him with confused, lustful eyes.
“What are you doing?”Slash breathed. Why was Axl playing mind games with him? He had hardly talked to him for weeks. Then, all of a sudden, he had him pressed up against a wall, kissing him like he needed him. Why couldn't he stop messing with his head?
“Do I need a reason to kiss you?”Axl said without hesitation. Slash raised an eyebrow. Of course he needed a reason! He was the one who broke up with him. Axl insisted on messing with his head until Slash was constantly confused.
What fucking game was he playing?
“Yeah, you do, Axl.” Slash said like he was talking to a little child. Axl rolled his eyes. The guitarist looked closer to Axl, who looked confused. Axl didn't understand, Slash never refused him; under any circumstances.
“I don't need a reason. I want you, that's all.”Axl said like he was spelling it all for him,”You can't have me.” Slash hissed at his ex, beyond pissed off,”And why the fuck not? Your mine.” Axl looked up at him, lust and rage in his eyes.
Axl was confused, Slash normally would be fucking him against the wall right now. Why was he stopping? Why wouldn't Slash make him happy?
“No. I'm not. You can't click your fingers and expect me to come running. I'm not a toy.” Slash told Axl, who was looking at him like he wanted to rip his head off,”You don't control me, Axl.”
Axl pouted and Slash licked his bottom lip, forcing himself to stop from leaning down. Axl always used this trick to get whatever he wanted from Slash. Slash would be happy to do whatever Axl wanted, but the singer needed to understand that he couldn't use the guitarist for sex any more. Slash wanted a proper relationship, he didn't want Axl to be with anyone else but him.
Pulling Slash close to him, Axl entwined their hands and fingers. Then he leaned forward and his lips found Slash's 'sweet spot'. Axl was the only person who knew all of Slash's weaknesses. Slash took small breaths, trying to resist the urge to fuck Axl like the world was ending the next five minutes.
“Slash...please.” Axl whimpered into his ear. Eyes rolling to the back of his head, Slash slumped against the wall. Axl pinned Slash's hands to the wall. He smirked as he heard low moans coming from Slash as he still made sweet love to Slash's weak spot behind his ear,”I want you. I always want you.”
Slash bit his lip and breathed slowly, he couldn't let Axl have the upper hand any more. Axl knew just how to manipulate Slash and the singer knew that,”No, Axl,” He whispered, trying to back it up with a hiss. Axl's tongue ran along his skin, twirling patterns around and around,”Stop, please.” Slash begged.
Then Axl tried his other trick that always made Slash go weak at the knees,”I need you...you know that. I always need you.” He moaned into his ear,” You're the only one, Saul.”
Axl's fingers played with the button on Slash's leather trousers. His fingertips dipped inside, playing with the waistband of Slash's boxers, as he pressed butterfly kisses on the side of his mouth.
Suddenly Axl was pushed away against the other wall,”What th-”Axl gasped and when his vision was clearer he found himself pressed against Slash.
“Look me in the eyes and tell me you love me then I'll give you what you want, Axl.” Slash looked at him, eyes roaming his face. Axl's lustful eyes turned back to normal and Slash held him tight so that he wouldn't move. Axl looked away and bit his lip,”You know what? Fuck it.”
“What?”
“You can't do this, Axl. You can't have me whenever you feel like it. You either want me fully or you don't.” Slash watched as Axl slumped against the wall and looked up at him. He opened his mouth to say something but soon closed it again. “Let me go.” Axl whispered, looking anywhere but at Slash. Slash sighed but still held Axl tight.
“Axl I-”
“Let me go!!” Axl shouted at him and when Slash still refused he held his hands to his chest and shoved the guitarist away from him before storming back into the club. Slash leaned against the wall, and wiped the tears that were running down his cheeks. He missed Axl, missed the way he would stroke his hair when they were alone.
Why can't life just be easy?
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