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foursome - Axl, Slash, Duff

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Slash had been crashing at Y/N's place for a while, and he had already brought the band over a couple of times without warning, and she never minded, so he didn't think much about it when he did the same thing today.

As he walked into the house with the guys trailing behind him, he was met, at first, with silence. It was unusual because Y/N couldn't live without music in the background.

While Duff and Axl made their way to her couch, which was doubling as Slash's bed, he went to her room to check if she was home.

As he got closer, he was able to hear a faint guitar sound coming from her record player, which told him she was home. He planned on just saying a quick hello to let her know he was home in case she didn't notice but stopped dead on his tracks as he looked inside her room.

The door was fully open, so he had no fault in seeing what he was seeing. Y/N was fully naked on her bed, straddling a large pillow, that he recognized as the one that usually stood by her headboard, and what he believed to be a dildo sliding in and out of her. He couldn't be sure because the movements of her hips were quick and harsh.

Her eyes were closed and her teeth were trapping her lower lip, consequently stopping any moans from coming out. His eyes continued to wander lower, stopping at her breasts, which her bouncing with each move.

He was so caught up he didn't notice Duff getting up to go to the bathroom and Axl making his way to grab some beers from the kitchen. Because the apartment was small, all the rooms were somehow connected to each other, which offered the other two guys a chance to witness the same thing as Slash.

"What the fuck?" Duff asked in disbelief, a pink color rushing to his cheeks.

"Holy shit..." Axl chuckled, walking closer to her door. "You were watching her, creep?" He teased Slash.

"I-I was just going to let her know we were home... The door was open..." He mumbled, not caring if he was stopping halfway through sentences. His eyes could not leave her body, and therefore he could not think straight.

Their little chat had disturbed Y/N from her moment. Her eyes slipped open, and she was looking at all of them, but instead of stopping, she had started moaning, lowering her head as a small blush crept up her cheeks.

Her body had started to tremble, her thrusts losing their perfect tempo and getting more dragged out, most likely craving the friction on her clit.

"Is she-" Axl asked, a bigger smirk adorning his lips as her eyes focused back on them.

"Getting off on having us watching? Yeah..." Slash cut him off, feeling incredibly turned on.

"You're j-just going to... fuck... stand there?" She moaned out, throwing her head back and picking up her pace again, the soft whimpers escaping her lips being a telltale of the orgasm that was close to take over her body.

"You heard her..." Axl mumbled, walking to her bed and pulling her for a kiss.

She didn't stop moving her hips for a single second as she kissed the lead singer back, humming against his lips while one of his hands tugged her hair.

Slash and Duff made their way to her as well, standing at the end of the bed, while their eyes observed her body. One by one, she pulled them on the bed, slowing down her hips when she felt her high too close.

"What are we going to do with you?" Slash said, lowering his mouth to her neck and placing a soft kiss on her skin.

"Whatever the hell you want." Y/N answered, breaking the kiss with Axl.