𝐑𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐓 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐍 - 𝐶𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑐 𝑅𝑜𝑐𝑘 𝐼𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠

Stressful Times - Axl Rose

Pairing: Axl Rose x fem!reader

Words: 932.

Summary: Axl comes back home stressed, so you decide to help him cool down (smut)

A/N: This is pure smut sdkjfds

Warnings: Mature content and swearing

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It was already night in Los Angeles when Axl got back home from the studio, tossing his red flannel on the white leather couch before collapsing on it.

He sat with his legs wide open, his elbows resting on his knees as he rubbed his hands against his face.

"Tired?" You asked, getting closer to him.

He removed his hands from his face, looking up at you. "Just stressed."

You leaned down, pecking his lips gently before going towards the bar and getting him a glass of whiskey. You knew that in days like this, whiskey and some distraction was all Axl needed to feel better.

People usually presumed him as a difficult person, and you had to admit that he had bad days. But for most of the time, Axl was pretty easy to deal with.

All he needed was to distract and take some long breaths.

He used to say that your voice was the most soothing thing, whenever he heard it, he felt calmer, especially if it came along with your gentle touch.

You handed him the glass, smiling softly.

He got the glass from your hands. "Thanks."

"It's ok." You smiled again.

He downed the liquid in one sip, placing the object on the side table.

"What happened?" You asked.

He took in a long breath before looking at you again. "Izzy and I discussed." He rolled his eyes.

"Why?" You frowned.

"He thinks the album should be less rehearsed." He made quotation marks with his fingers.

"I'm sure the two of you will make up soon, you always do." You smiled at him.

"Well... yeah." He ran his fingers through his hair. "How was your day?"

"It was okay, work was boring as always." You giggled softly. "Had coffee with some friends afterward."

"Nice." He looked at you for a brief second before getting up. "I should probably take a bath and see if I can calm myself a little."

Axl started to get up, but you pushed him back on the couch. "Or... I could help you with that."

He frowned a little, but you could see the excitement that formed in his eyes as you slowly got on your knees in front of him, licking your lips in anticipation.

"Oh, now you're speaking my language babe." He leaned on the couch, his eyes full of lust for what was about to come.

You reached forward, unzipping his pants and pushing them down, you slowly ran your cold hands on his thighs, causing him to shiver before you finally got to your destination.

You ran your hand up and down his length a couple of times, smiling when his member started to get hard, encouraging you to use your free hand to play with his balls, making him moan slightly.

When his member got rigid enough you moved forward, licking his tip slowly, causing him to throw his head back, hitting it against the back of the couch.

"Fuck." He whispered.

Taking your hair away from your face, you waited until he looked back at you to put his member inside your mouth, swirling your tongue around it while moving your head back and forth on him.

Putting one of your hands around the base, you took him deeper into your mouth, until you could feel part of it touching your throat. You watched as Axl's face contorted with the pleasure as he whispered your name.

Keeping with your movements, you hollowed your cheeks and he growled, using one of his hands and finding its way to your hair.

You started to bob your head, getting faster each time. Your hand at his base following the movements of your head as you sucked as much of him as you could.

"Fuck." He breathed out. You hummed in response causing him to close his eyes and groan as his hand tightened its grip on your hair.

You decided to see how deep you could take him, gagging a little when he hit a deeper part of your throat, he moaned, opening his eyes. You saw the desire on them, causing your core to get wet from the burning gaze the two of you shared.

After a few minutes, his breaths got heavier as he grunted and moaned curses under his breath, leaking pre-cum inside your mouth.

Tightening the grip on your hair he started controlling your head's movements, lifting his hips to meet up with your mouth.

You removed your hand from his member, placing it on his thigh. He moved your head down until your nose touched his thorax, keeping you there until you gagged and your eyes watered, pulling you back and moving your head in quick movements up and down.

"Oh, fuck... baby... such a good girl." He said in between his heavy breaths.

His member started pulsing and you knew he was going to cum soon. After a few more seconds his hips stopped while lifted and his hand kept your head as down as it could while he emptied himself inside of you.

Letting go of your head he collapsed on the couch once again, as you moved back and wiped the tears away from your eyes and cleaned your mouth with the back of your hand.

"Shit. You're gonna kill me someday." He giggled dryly.

"As long as I'm using pleasure and not a gun..." You mumbled smirking while sitting on his lap for another heated kiss.

"What do you say, big guy? Still down for that shower?" You said suggestively, running your fingers loosely up and down his chest.