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jealous - Slash

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Y/N doesn't even remember exactly why they started fighting, but all she cared about was the fact that she couldn't stand looking at him.

She went out with the band anyway, like she said she would, and as soon as she greeted everyone, she fled to the bar, not paying attention to Slash for the rest of the night.

The guys could tell something was wrong because usually they were the most relaxed couple in the world and they were always close to each other. Which was the opposite of that night.

"Is everything okay between you and Y/N?" Duff asked, looking over his shoulder at the said girl.

Slash groaned, taking a sip of his whiskey. "She's being irrational. We were fighting about something she complained about, and I tried to calm her down but she doesn't even want to listen right now."

His eyes followed Duff's, and his hand stopped halfway to his mouth. She was sitting at the bar with some guy by her side, giggling and drinking. She felt their stares and turned her head to them.

She held her gaze with Slash for a bit before turning to the stranger, who she definitely wasn't listening to, but who believed she was willing to do anything he wanted.

The band could already tell they wouldn't get to enjoy their presence for much longer.

Slash let her go on, seeing how long she would put up the game. It turned out she was determined to get the winning hand, because she started getting more touchy with him, and eventually followed him to the dance floor.

Her behavior there was fairly innocent, but her clothes were the complete opposite, which made the guy get even touchier with her.

That was Slash's limit.

He set his glass down and made his way to her. She saw him coming and immediately left the guy, making her own way to the door of the bar, her boyfriend hot on her trail.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" Slash spoke as soon as they were out the backdoor. A couple of teens who had been making out scrambled away in fear.

Y/N rose an eyebrow at him, silently and innocently questioning him.

Slash rolled his eyes at her attitude. "So mature from you. We get in a fight and the first thing you do is flirt with some random dude. What? You don't get enough dick from me?!"

Y/N snorted. "You'd have to pay attention to me for that. I just thought I'd go out and get it somewhere else since you're not taking care of it anymore." She turned on her heel and began to make her way out of the alley they were in.

Slash tugged her back by her arm. "Not taking care of it anymore?" He spoke through gritted teeth, turning her around so she was facing him. "You get fucked every single day and you're telling me I don't take care of you?"

Y/N could tell where this was going and the prospect had her underwear wet in a matter of a minute or less. "You used to have your hands all over me all the time. Now it's like I have to beg you to get some!"

As her pupils began to get a bit wider and as Slash saw her clenching her thighs together, he was made aware of his own hard-on. "You're fucking right you have to beg." He gritted out, pushing her down on her knees, pulling her hair in a tight ponytail and relishing in the moan she let out as her bare skin hit the concrete. "Think you fucking forgot who's in charge here haven't you sweetheart?" He asked, the tender pet name dripping with sarcasm and lust.

"Fuck you." Y/N spat, locking her eyes with him.

Slash undid his pants and quickly shoved his cock inside her mouth, making sure her nose was pressed against his pelvis for a good couple seconds before not wasting any more time and setting a harsh pace.

"This will remind you of who the fuck you belong to..." He groaned, feeling her throat close around the tip every time he pushed himself forward.

During the whole time, Y/N kept that fiery look in her eye. The one that had gotten Slash hooked in the first place.

The worst part, or the best, that he was still wondering about as used her, was the fact that even with his dick shoved down her throat, her mascara running down due to her tears, her lipstick smudged and her face red due to the lack of air, she still managed to look fierce and powerful. She still managed to make Slash weak in the knees.

As soon as she noticed the slightest change in his body language, she used it as a chance to fight back. She let his hand remain on her hair, only because she liked it, but managed to gain control of the pace she was moving at. This allowed her to catch her breath, feeding off to the dominant persona.

She began to tease him, licking the veins on him and sucking softly on the head, one of her hands fumbling with his balls.

She pulled her mouth away from him and used her free hand to jerk him off while she spoke.

"And I think you forgot who belongs to who in here, baby." She smirked, taking his tip in her mouth again and sucking hard.

The action had a low moan rippling from his throat. She kept on doing it, eventually speeding up her hand, until he was on his breaking point, right before his orgasm.

"Say you're mine." She smirked, biting her lower lip. Slash whined lowly, embarrassed. "Tell me you're mine and I'll let you cum..."

"I'm yours baby..." He breathed out, throwing his head back. "Fuck, I'm yours, now please..."

Y/N smirked once again before fully taking him down her throat, rolling his balls on her palm just right to have him shoot down his cum down her throat in a second.

Both his hands held her head down, trying to get some sense of stability and trying not to collapse on the floor.

"Fucking shit..." He moaned as his high ended, letting her pull off.

She swallowed his load and got up, cleaning the small pavement rocks from her knees and wincing in pain.

"Shit..." He mumbled, looking down at her skin. "I'm sorry, sweetheart." He apologized, truly looking sorry.

"It's okay." She smiled, cleaning the dry tears from her face. She looked down at the mascara in her hands. "I must look like shit..." She laughed.

"You look hot as fuck." He smirked kissing her lips. "I'm sorry for being an asshole today."

"It's cool, I was kind of a bitch too." She admitted sheepishly.

"We're perfect for each other."

Y/N rolled her eyes. "I guess so." She smiled. "Now take me home. I need you..."

"Yes ma'am." He said playfully, picking her up and walking towards their car.