12- This I love

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Slash wonders who is him to judge?. Being a whore is Axl's job, not who he is. Indeed, he is a singer, an amazing musician, who has an extra job. Why is it better to judge than trying to understand other human beings' behaviour? Besides, it is not any whore...it is the man he is in love with since that weird night. Moreover, they are still bandmates and  that should be the most important thing. They love music, prime thing.

'Answer me, son, please, whatever you feel, tell me', Ola begs.

'I will fight for this I love. No matter what. I won't be a fucking coward. He will love me back if I give him enough time, and, if not, I don't care, I am happy by his side', he says. He hugs his mum and leaves the house. He has to have a conversation with his favourite redhead.

He goes to Izzy's flat and Axl welcomes him almost naked..he is too used to that, anyway, as he loves showing off his amazing body.

'I am sorry, babe, I didn't want to be mean yesterday. I really adore you, motherfucker. Come to fuck me, babe, we'll sort things out', Axl asks with such a horny face

But Slash refuses. He is not in the mood for sex, there are some things to be cleared up between them.

' I love you, Axl, you very well know that, and it is a genuine feeling that won't change. Yes, I would really love you to stop hustling. I would really like you to love me back, I would really like for us to be much more than fuck buddies; but...I can't change my feelings. All I know is that I' ll wait here for you, here in my heart, until you want to join in', Slash says tenderly.

'I wouldn't be having sex with you for free if I didn't adore you, beautiful. You do not understand that prostitution is only my job but this is who I really am inside', he says touching his heart. 'And this cold heart loves being with you, babe.  I am a sex worker, not an assassin. I know what you really want, Slash, I read through you so easily, sweetheart.

'What do you want from me, Axl?, Slash asks.

'I want you to come and take what is yours: make love to me, baby', Axl orders tenderly



                                                                                   





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