-Wanna go home?
-Yeah. Should we tell them?
-No, Slash, they are too high to worry about us
-Right. Let' s go
Saul drives to Axl' s apartment.
-What about the challenge?
-It will continue, Curly.
-So, you are the one choosing a song now
-Yeah. I want...something special
-I am gonna reciprocate you, precious. I promise. We have all night to share together.
And just after saying those words, Saul feels radiant inside.
No girl has ever made him feel like that
No matter how big the tits
No matter how huge the ass
Nobody compares to his favourite singer, his personal star.
-Your apartment is too neat
-I like that very much, Saul. I need everything under my control
-Yeah. Your bandmates know that, man.
They both laugh and return to the former topic:
-Really, this apartment is as beautiful as its owner, Axl
-Alcohol turns you into a teddy bear, Slash.
They drink some coffee and talk about the show. It was outstanding, it was one more awesome show. The band has more fans, the band is no more 'another hair band from Los Angeles'
And sharing the stage with your lover is even more amazing. Powerful, indeed.
-What do you think, do we keep our secret well?
-Yes, Axl. Our bandmates still think we only like chicks.
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Precious
FanfictionThey are having sex like two young men who adore each other but Axl is afraid, so afraid.... However, Slash is head over heels in love with his singer
