Most of these will be pretty long. I like to put some soul in my writing, not just straight pwp + I write some soft smut, some hardcore smut. Just kinda depends on who it is and the mood I'm in.
Warning: kinky shit
Also, most of these smuts/imagine...
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~𝑆𝑙𝑎𝑠ℎ~ Hᴀʀᴅ. Cᴏʀᴇ. Sᴍᴜᴛ. WARNING!: SEX, language, degradation, praise, bdsm, bondage, lewdness, vulgarism, overall pretty damn harsh ~YO GUYS, WASSUP. SO, IK I'VE BEEN DOING A LOT OF SLASH SMUT AND WAS WONDERING IF YOU GUYS WOULD LIKE ME TO DO SOMETHING ELSE FOR A CHANGE. LET ME KNOW BC I CAN'T READ YOUR MINDS. ALSO, I WAS WONDERING IF I SHOULD DO MORE FLUFFS. I REALLY ENJOY THE SLIGHT INTIMACY. I'm very sorry for any grammar mistakes, they were not intended~ 𝔼𝕟𝕛𝕠𝕪𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀ᴋɪɴᴋʏ𝚊𝚜𝚜ⓈⓂ︎ⓊⓉ - 🐉🐉🐉
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Slash had been out at a concert all night. It was the last day of their tour and he was completely exhausted. I wanted so desperately to be there when he got home, but it was completely out of my control, thanks to my shitty ass boss.
As I flew down the highway, I couldn't help but think of how happy I was for him. Things were going so great for him and he seemed genuinely happy.
I began to pull into our driveway, parking and getting out of the car as quickly as possible. I locked the car with a press of the button on my keys, and ran inside. When I opened the door, I closed it shut and locked it softly, taking precautions not to wake him if he were asleep.
I threw everything work related on the couch and paced down the hallway toward our bedroom. I stopped at the door, opening it slowly to see Slash completely passed out on our bed. I let out a small chuckle. He looked so adorable when he was sleeping. So cute and peaceful.
I shed myself of my clothes, leaving nothing but a small tank top and some panties on before I made my way to the bed and crawled up onto it, making sure not to make too much noise as I laid myself down next to Slash.
But apparently I wasn't as cautious as I thought I was - he let out a cute and tiresome groan with a smile, his eyes still closed as he reaches for me. I chuckled and slithered into his grasp, his arms immediately closing in on me and locking me in.
"How was your last concert, baby?" I whisper-asked him and left feather-like kisses all over his face.
"Mmm, it was great" He slurred and hugged me sweetly, the back-to-back hour long concerts really taking a toll on his sleeping schedule.
"That's awesome, Slash. I'm so proud of you." I smiled widely and kissed him on his lips this time, prompting his eyes to finally flutter open.
He grinned and kissed me back, his eyes closing every couple of seconds due to fatigue.
"Thank you, baby." He pulled back and said, closing his eyes again, stuffing me under his chin with his arms so that he could rest his chin on my head.
"Goodnight, sweetheart." He yawned, placing a slow and lazy kiss on my forehead before smiling himself off to sleep.
"Goodnight, love." I whispered and kissed his chest, pulling up the covers as we drifted off to sleep.
