His tongue trailed a wet path from his lips down to the crook of his neck,”You know, I would do anything for you. I would kill for you, Axl.”
Slash had no idea how the singer came up with a handful of great songs at one time. He was adorable when he was writing, he would chew on his pen and mouth words to see if they rhymed. He knew that Axl loved writing, it was a way to escape into his mind and pick stuff out of the little box he had that were full of ideas. Slash always wanted to know what went on in that gorgeous head of his.
He wanted to know what Axl thought of when he woke up and what went through his head when he was happy, sad or angry. Slash would do anything to get into that head of his. He craved to find out what Axl dreamed of when he was sleeping, what kind of nightmares or dreams he had.
Slash only dreamed of his redhead. He thought about his lover 98.9% of the time, the rest was of his guitar and smoking. The singer was his world, his dream and his fantasy. He breathed for his Axl. They were more closer than ever. Slash couldn't stop smiling because now when he said 'I love you' to Axl, the singer replied with a soft smile that he only gave his boyfriend. It made Slash tingle and gave him butterflies in his stomach.
Sometimes Slash didn't have to say it first. Axl said it to him in the morning and before they fell asleep, reassuring the guitarist that he would never leave him. He wasn't scared to express his love for the brunette, he was a bit shy in public but he didn't push Slash away.
Slash was brought back to Earth when he felt someone curl up a little at his side. A head was on his shoulder and was humming softly along to the intro to some random TV show that was playing. He looked down and came into contact with long red hair. Smiling softly, he wrapped his arms around the body next to him and kissed the top of Axl's head. “Did you manage to write anything?” Slash whispered into Axl's ear, fingers playing with the ends of his hair, curling it around his dark fingers.
“Have I ever failed to write anything?” Axl challenged him, looking up at him properly. Slash's smile returned and he shook his head,”You never fail at anything, Axe.” He mumbled against his hair, breathing in his scent. Coconut filled his senses and Slash felt content. Izzy had left with Steven to work on his song in the recording room. Duff had fallen asleep in the floor, cuddling his vodka to his chest like it was a baby.
Axl grabbed the remote out of Duff's hand and changed the channel until he was satisfied with some random channel. Slash looked down and saw the same concentration on the singers face like he had when he was writing. Looking at the TV, Slash saw some random quiz show about the most famous albums of the last 20 years.
“Axl?” Slash mumbled to his lover, upset that he wasn't getting any more attention.
The singer didn't seem to hear him, mumbling all of the right answers to each of the questions. He got all of them right, Slash made a mental note of not to mess with Axl when it came to music albums. Axl had moved away from his embrace with Slash and was whispering more answers along with the questions.
“Axl...”The brunette said in a singing voice, his finger-tips running patterns along the redheads back, something that he knew that Axl loved. But Axl was to fixated on the TV quiz to even notice his boyfriend. Slash pouted and leaned against the cushions of the couch, cursing silently.
He watched, sulking, as Axl laughed as he got them all right, getting worked up as the harder ones came. He didn't like it, why couldn't he be the center of the redheads attention instead of some stupid quiz show? Slash huffed but then he saw Axl's smile as he answered every one right, it was a childish smile. It was adorable.
Slash smiled softly, just staring at Axl as he continued with his game, the smile getting wider. Slash was just content with watching his singer. Ten minutes later the game show ended, Axl winning and he made some kind of happy noise, congratulating himself.
“I've just found my new favorite TV Show, Slash”He said happily, moving closer so that he was sitting on Slash's lap, his knees at either side of the guitarist's legs. The happy smile on the singers face made all the jealousy fade away.
“Have you now? It better not disturb my True Crime or we will have a huge problem, babe.” He chuckled and Axl raised an eyebrow, his lower lip jutting out. Slash licked his lips, tempted to just lean a little forward and suck on it.
“But,”He started, moving closer to Slash, his forehead meeting his,”even if it did, you would still let me watch it, will you Slash?” Axl really didn't care about watching it, but it was really funny to watch Slash squirm beneath his thumb.
Slash, like normal, fell into the trap and he looked confused now. “I like to watch mine,Axl.” He didn't have many arguments but it didn't mean that he wouldn't fight his favourite channel.
“You would, would you Slash?” Axl rubbed against him, his lips coming closer to the brunette's,”You want to make me happy,don't you Slash? If i'm happy, I'll give anything in return.” Slash was panting now, his grip on Axl's hips tightened.
“A-Anything?” He stuttered, imagining Axl at his mercy for once, he loved to make his redhead happy. Seeing the childlike look on his face was better than any drug in the universe.
“Yeah,Slash. Anything. Will you make me happy?” Axl ground harder, moving his hips the way that he knew Slash liked. His lips ran up and down Slash's cheek, licking at the sensitive being his ear. His hands played with the button to Slash's leather trousers, dipping his fingers inside.
“Will you,Slash?” He asked again, looking up to see Slash's head tipped back, mouth half open and his hooded lids. But he nodded, mumbling something unrecognizable. He couldn't resist Axl, he would agree to die for him if Slash had the chance.
“......A-Anything f...for you. All for you.” He whimpered, grabbing Axl's head to smash their lips together but Axl pulled away at the last second. Slash made a whining noise and tried again but Axl refused to allow him to press their lips together.
“Axl...please?” Axl smirked,”What would you do for me?” He knew that Slash would do anything he asked but the redhead needed to hear him say it.
Suddenly, Axl was on his back and Slash was in-between his legs, rubbing against his boyfriend. His lips met Axl's in a fierce kiss, he knew that Axl knew full well that Slash would do anything for him but the guitarist never got tired of telling him.
His tongue trailed a wet path from his lips down to the crook of his neck,”You know, I would do anything for you. I would kill for you, Axl.” The brunette, gripped Axl's ass, rubbing their crotch's together. Slash growled into his ear, as a shock of pleasure ran through his body,” Now will you kiss me?” He begged, trying to get some sort of reaction out of his boyfriend.
The singer grabbed Slash's head and pulled him upwards, pressing their lips together, kissing him back properly. Slash whimpered, his tongue forcing itself into Axl's mouth, dancing the the redheads. Axl moaned and moved so that he could be in control again, but they both ended up on the floor, next to a sleeping Duff.
“I love you, Slash.” Axl whispered against his boyfriends lips, chewing on his bottom lip softly, making a growling noise. Slash groaned softly, his tongue met with Axl's,”I love you too.”
“So what do you think of Axl and Slash?” Steven asked the rhythm guitarist, his feet resting on the table next to the speakers. The drummer hummed along to the music that was playing in the background, looking down at Izzy, who was writing away quickly.
“They're happy together, that's all I care about.”Izzy didn't even look up, his tone flat and cold, his writing slowing down for a second before he sped up again, mouthing some words as he wrote them down.
Steven sighed. He could tell by the tone that Izzy wasn't happy about something,”Your still not over him, are you?”He turned off the music and turned toward the brunette. Izzy looked up for a second,”What are you talking about?”
“I may be blonde, but I'm not fucking stupid. Your still not over Axl, are you?”Izzy didn't answer and he ignored Steven, getting along with his music,”Iz, talk to me.”
“Axl is happy for the first time in his life. It may not be with me but he is happy and I'm happy for him. I just don't get it. We may have not been a proper couple or it may have not been for a long time, but we did have something. Axl is happy and I am not going to fuck that up for either of them.” Izzy's voice broke and he dropped his pen on the paper and he pulled his legs to his chest, sobbing into his hands.
Steven sighed sadly and he had to hold on to his chair, trying not to stumble. He was drunk again but he was sober enough to comfort his best friend,”Oh, Izzy,”He wrapped his arms around the guitarist, fighting Izzy's struggles. He rocked the brunette back and forth, stroking his hair softly as his sobs calmed down.
Izzy looked up at Steven, allowing the drummer to wipe away his tears. He somehow felt better, to let it out instead of ignoring it. Steven gave him a smile, and in return was met with Izzy's mouth on his. The blonde made a shocked noise and pulled away,”Iz you don't wa-” The brunette cut him off with another kiss, pushing his thoughts of the redhead out of his mind.
He needed to forget and right now, Steven was his way out of getting that. After a few seconds, Steven finally gave in and returned Izzy's kiss, pushing him onto his back and climbed on top of him, grabbing his t-shirt and pulling him up for another rough kiss. Izzy's fingers tangled in the long, soft blonde hair, allowing Steven to undo the button of his jeans.
“Are you sure?”The drunk drummer asked his best friend,planting another kiss on his mouth. Izzy nodded hard and smashed his mouth back to Steven's, grinding against his hand as it caressed the bulge in his jeans.
Make me forget.