Band Oneshots

You don't need to change (Axl Rose x Slash)

Slash froze when he saw Axl rummaging through the kitchen drawers. "A...Axl what the fuck are you wearing?"

The singer was wearing jeans and a baggy light blue sweater that covered his hands. However what was even more unusual, was that his hair was pulled back into ponytail. "What do you mean, Slash I'm wearing fucking clothes what else would I be wearing idiot?" Axl spoke softly.

Holy fucking shit, he was...adorable. He walked up to the older man and wrapped his arms around his waist. "Slash?" Axl actually looked genuinely confused at Slash's' sudden, unusual behaviour he only acted this way on stage never off the stage.

The guitarist caressed his cheek gently, "You look so cute, Rosie, I can see your whole face with your hair this way and without them bandanas of yours. Just look how beautiful you are, such smooth, flawless skin, piercing bluey green eyes, angled features." Axl blushed. He'd never been drowned in compliments before, let alone ones like this.

"I...I well um ok I was just...I..I wore this to get your attention," Axl stared at the ground, shame plain on his face. Slash tilted his head back up, "Ax...you don't have to change anything about yourself to get my attention. I mean look at you, You're such a badass, so damn cocky. You're so fucking sassy. Not to mention you're so beautiful. Your body is so lithe and fragile. oh and your hair it's so soft and those eyes of yours don't even get my started on those."

Axl squeaked as Slash slid his hands under his shirt and began rubbing his sides. He looked up at the Singer, "You know your so cute when you blush, Rosie." "No I'm not," Axl grumbled. "Yes you are Axie." Slash sang softly as he inched closer.

Axl parted his lips slightly, eyes flicking to the guitarists mouth then back up to his eyes. Slash pressed their bodies together, "You're so fucking adorable, Ax and so beautiful too. I wanna keep you all for myself, baby." "Then you can have me."

Slash was surprised at the singer's words, "R-really?" "Yeah...really." The guitarist yanked Axl closer to him by the shoulders, pressing their mouths together. Axl let out a high pitched noise of what Slash assumed sounded like delight.

'So fucking adorable and sexy, and he's mine, all fucking mine,' Slash let his hands travel down to the singer's skinny hips before grabbing his ass. Axl writhed and moaned into the kiss as Slash began kneading his fingers into the soft flesh.

At some point, Slash had gently slid the elastic hair band out of Axl's beautiful strawberry blonde hair, relishing in the feeling of gorgeous, red hair spilling over the singer's back and shoulders. Axl wrapped his arms around Slash's ribcage as the guitarist carded his hands through his hair. Slash pulled away slightly, mumbling against the older man's soft lips, "Axl Rose, I love you. You are so unusual, your the cutest thing in the world darling."

"What do you mean unusua-wait. Wait.. You love me? I thought you just..y'know wanted to be a.. fling or something..." the singer bit his lip, looking away. "Axl, you really need to learn to love yourself a little more," Slash whispered as he nuzzled his lover's hair.

It smelled so good it smelled like cigarettes an chocolate what was actually surprising as Axl didn't really like chocolate that much. "There's not that much to love about me, Slash. Trust me on that one, you'll probably grow to hate me like most others have."

The guitarist placed his hands on Axl's face, squishing the singer's mouth shut, "Ax, just shut the fuck up right now. You are adorable. You are sassy. You are so damn beautiful. You are a musical genius. You are fucking crazy no no your insane. You have such a bitchy attitude. I could go on and on and on about why I love you. You think I just "like" you no no Rosie, you are literally everything I could ever want in someone. I've had my eye on you since I joined this band and believe me, I know my own fucking heart's desires."

Axl's eyes had dilated, a blush growing on his face. Slash began gently tugging his hair at the base of his neck as the older man began laughing softly. "What's so funny, baby?" "I...I'm just not used to being loved, y'know. Being washed in compliments, being held or touched with good intent. It feels...kinda nice."

"Okay, I just need to smother you in love right fucking now," Slash said grabbing Axl's hand and leading him to the couch. He pushed the redhead onto the couch before sliding onto his lap.

"S-Slash, I-I'm not ready for this!" Axl eyes were wide with panic as he pushed on the guitarist's chest. Slash instantly felt guilty when he realized what Axl thought he was trying to do, "What? Oh no, no, no. Baby, I just wanna kiss you and hold you." He stood up and spun them around so now Axl sat on his lap.

"I wanna make you happy, Ax. Come on, look at me. I wanna see that smile of yours," Slash slid his hands up and down the smooth skin of the singer's sides. Axl looked down at him and smiled.

This was the first time Slash had ever seen Axl smile out of genuine happiness. He looked like a fucking angel sent from the heavens. "Oh my good Rosie y..your smile...Ax, it's fucking beautiful and good god, your eyes they sparkle like dew on leaves,"

He peppered Axl's face in soft, gentle kisses, as Axl mewled happily and pressed himself against the guitarist, nuzzling his hair as his lover trailed kisses along his shoulder. Slash pushed him back and sealed their lips together, wrapping his arms tightly around Axl as the singer snuggled into his embrace.

He couldn't help smiling into the kiss, 'So cute!' They sat like that for hours, Axl had fallen asleep snuggled up to Slash.

When Steven got back from the bar he looked at the two and just smiled softly before walking off to his and Izzy bedroom to find they black haired man for cuddles.