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smitten - Slash

Creator: weirdwritingsbymeg on tumblr

Contains: recreational drug use (pot)

Slash met her when Duff and his girlfriend decided to gather their friends in their apartment, completely out of the blue.

The rest of the band got there and a couple of friends of Duff's girlfriend was ready there. A girl immediately got his attention. She was thrown over some guy's shoulder and was being spun around, her laugh echoing in the room.

Her legs were uncovered by her shorts, and that allowed Slash's eyes to land on the snake tattoo on the back of her left thigh. To say that the girl was the only one he could think of during the entire night was an understatement.

Duff had introduced everybody, and by the end of the night, the conversation was easy, albeit slow due to alcohol and drugs.

The Snake Girl, which Slash, later on, found out was named Y/N, was sitting on the floor with him, smoking a perfectly rolled joint.

He hadn't talked to her that much during the night, but they somehow ended up talking about snakes for the last half hour. The joint eventually started to work on her and she began giggling like mad, a wide, Cheshire-cat like grin on her lips with her hooded eyes set on him.

"You're really pretty, has anybody ever told you that?" She questioned, tilting her head to the side like a puppy. Slash thought it was adorable, especially with a strand of her hair falling between her eyes.

"I don't think so." He smiled back, raising a hand to tuck said hair behind her ear.

He took a minute to appreciate how beautiful she looked with Duff's shitty living room light shining down on her. Her pupils were blown wide, and her eyes were red and most people didn't find that hot, but to Slash it added to the whole wildness that seemed to radiate from her during the night.

"Quit staring, curly..." She laughed, taking another drag of the joint.

Slash blushed a little and rubbed the back of his neck, high enough that he was still confident to keep his eyes on her face.

"You're gorgeous..." He mumbled, a bit unconsciously, feeling his cheeks heat up more.

She leaned forward and held his chin between her thumb and pointer, parting his lips and looking at his mouth as she blew smoke inside it.

It wasn't Slash's first time shotgunning, but it had never made him this hot for someone before. He pressed their lips together almost instantly and moaned softly at the taste of vodka on her tongue.

She let him take the lead, humming occasionally and slowly climbing on his lap. One of her hands tangled in his hair, while his rested on her thighs, his fingers digging on the flesh right where she had the tattoo.

She eventually pulled back for air, smirking at the fucked out look on his face. "So pretty..." She giggled, rubbing her thumb over his parted lips.

Slash was looking at her as if she was the only thing that had ever mattered in the world. Her smile was gorgeous, her eyes were gorgeous, her skin was gorgeous... everything about her was gorgeous.

"We need to go on a date or something..." He said, still studying her features.

"We can figure that out tomorrow, curly, 'cause I plan on keeping you for the night..." She smirked, putting out the joint on the ashtray beside them and then kissing him again.