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breeding kink - slash

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Today had been a little weird. Slash had been avoiding Y/N as much as he could out of embarrassment after what he'd said the previous night.

He and Y/N had been in the middle of some very intense sex when the thought of getting her knocked up consumed his mind. Maybe it had been because he'd seen her taking care of her baby cousin, or maybe he was just thinking about filling her up more than usual. It didn't really matter, because it didn't change what he said.

"Want to fill you up baby. Get you stuffed with my cum and keep it inside you... Get you knocked up, looking all beautiful for me..." He moaned as his thrusts became animalistic, a primal need inside him controlling his body.

In retrospect, that hadn't been their dirtiest talk, but it had been about a kink that Slash had never really wanted to speak about. He got satisfied enough whenever she let him cum inside without protection, so he never felt that he needed more.

Apparently, his subconscious disagreed.

So far the get away from Y/N mission had been pretty successful. She had an early shift that day and left before he woke up, and rehearsal had been chaotic, little to no progress being made, which meant they would be staying later than usual. Hopefully, late enough that Y/N got home tired and forgot about his words.

He wouldn't have that luck, of course. Because someone up there hated him.

Axl's mood had started to sour and Duff decided it would be better to go home and return tomorrow, freshly rested and calm, and hopefully in a better mood to work.

On the drive home, Slash felt his palms getting moist. He had never been this nervous in his life without a good motive behind it.

Because, thinking more rationally, there was no reason to be this way. Okay, he had let a hidden kink come out. So what? No one was going to shame him. Y/N wasn't going to leave him. The worst thing that could happen would be having her tell him she wasn't really into it, which would make him more embarrassed.

With that thought in mind, he parked his car into their garage and made his way inside the house. His nose was met by the smell of Y/N's delicious pancakes and he almost forgot about the whole thing.

Keyword, almost.

He removed his shoes and his jacket, leaving them by the doorway, and made his way to the kitchen, finding Y/N with her book in hand, eating freshly made pancakes.

"Hey love." Y/N smiled at him as he made his way to her.

"Hey." He smiled back, kissing her lips briefly and putting the rest of the pancakes on a plate. He picked up some syrup and dropped a few drops on top, joining her at the table.

The silence felt good for as long as it lasted, which wasn't much because Y/N was soon setting her book down and looking at him with a soft smile on her lips. A bit identical to the one his mother had when she knew he had done something wrong and was ashamed to admit.

Thinking about Y/N as a mother was not what he needed now...

"Are we gonna talk about last night or are you expecting me to just ignore it?" She asked, drinking a few sips from her orange juice.

Slash looked down shyly, letting his curls create a wall around his face. "We don't need to talk about it."

Y/N chuckled and got up, going to his seat, which was in front of her, and looking down at him, pushing the hair away. "I think we do." She stated softly. "I think it's important to talk about things like this and you know that."