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stuck inside - Slash

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Y/N and Slash knew there was a huge chance of this happening, but they still hoped it didn't. During Christmas season they decided to travel to London for a couple days, just to run away from L.A. craziness.

They rented a house on the quieter part of the town and usually went out all day, visiting everything and admiring the view, they'd come home for a while and then leave again for the night to party.

So far every day had gone like that, but today they woke up to a snowstorm, which meant they were stuck in the cozy little house for the rest of the day.

During the morning they stayed in bed for longer than usual, enjoying the warmth of each other's body. They ate lunch around two p.m. and then moved to the living room, still in their pajamas (that weren't really pajamas), to play board games.

A movie was playing in the background, and in between games Y/N had made some hot cocoa, that they were now enjoying while cuddled against each other.

They kept on watching whatever was playing on the TV, talking about music and every other thing that came to their minds, but eventually, boredom caught up to them. Y/N was actually surprised they had managed to entertain themselves for this long.

They were sitting on the floor with Slash's back against the couch, his curls loose and wild, while Y/N entertained herself by making a single braid with the locks right in front of his eyes.

"I'm bored." He whined, looking at her with a small, fake-angry pout.

"So am I..." She answered, letting go of the braid and letting it fall against his nose, the end already loosening up.

Slash's eyes were scanning her face for a moment, before he leaned in for a kiss, pulling the braid to the top of his head so it wouldn't get in the way. She deepened the kiss, moving her hands to the back of his neck and using it to pull his body closer against hers.

To be fair, their makeout session had been relatively innocent compared to how they tended to go, but it appears that they always ended up in the same situation: Slash pinning her down on the nearest surface and slowly thrusting his hips against hers, looking for friction to relieve the pressure growing between his legs.

"This might help with the boredom..." He mumbled against the spot he'd been bitting at on her neck.

Y/N chucked, moving her hips along with his. "Yeah, it might..."

Slash smiled against her skin and pulled her sweatpants down her legs, making goosebumps erupt all over them. He pulled his own low enough so his cock was free and, thanks to the lack of underwear on both parties, he immediately thrust inside her, burying himself to the brink and stilling for a moment, purely enjoying how she felt.

Y/N let herself get used to his size before whining, looking up at him with her best bedroom eyes. Slash chuckled and supported himself on his forearms, setting a slow but strong pace while kissing her.

They continued like that for a good while, just basking in the comfy yet unfamiliar feeling of their surroundings mixed with the homelike feeling of each other's body.

While Y/N loved it all, she was craving for more. "Baby... please."

Slash understood her right away. He pulled out of her and helped onto her hands and knees. He held himself at the base and used the tip to tease a little before pushing himself inside of her again, moaning at the feeling and at the sight of her ass flush against him.

"C'mon... You're too soft today." Y/N said, biting her lower lip and moving herself on his body.

Slash smirked, simply resting his hands on her skin and letting her do all the work. "It's really tempting to just stay here when you're fucking yourself on my dick like that."

Y/N rolled her eyes but picked up the pace none the less. "Lazy fucker..." She moaned with a smirk.

A gasp left her mouth at the harsh slap on her ass. "Careful baby. I can just use you to get off and then I'll just leave you here to take care of yourself." He threatened, knowing she would whine at his words and clench around him. "Filthy girl..." He smirked, finally gripping the flesh of her ass and using it as a leverage to fuck himself into her.

Y/N moaned loudly. As soon as he started to thrust, he was able to hit her g-spot, knocking the strength out of her arms and sending her upper half onto the carpet.

Slash had his head thrown back and was letting soft curse words out as she began to get tighter and tighter around him. Her orgasm was getting close and so was his, and he was desperate to feel that overwhelming pleasure take over his body.

One of his hands reach for her clit and began rubbing quick circles on it, making her moan even louder and thrust herself against him again.

"Fuck, Slash, I'm gonna cum..." Y/N moaned, moving one of her hands to her breasts and toying with the hardened nipples.

"Fuck, baby..." He moaned, his movements getting erratic. "Gonna cum on my cock?" Y/N groaned out a yes. "Go on, fucking do it..."

Her body obeyed on its own accord, sending her tumbling over the edge of her orgasm and making her moan and whine.

"Shit- fuck-" He gritted out, stilling inside her and tumbling over the edge himself, hot ropes of cum shooting out from his body.

Y/N hummed at the feeling, letting him ride out his high before pulling away from him, letting his cock slip out and his cum drip to the floor.

Slash took in the sight with his lower lip trapped between his teeth, calloused hands rubbing her skin until she fully laid down on the floor, letting her sore knees and arms rest.

Slash pulled his clothes back up and went into the bathroom to get her a warm washcloth. "That was a good way to spend time." He smirked as he cleaned her up.

"I have to agree." She smiled. "Though we're doing this on the bed the next time. My knees are not happy."

"Agreed."