Welcome to the Jungle, Sweetheart

No Big Deal

             It didn't take long for Slash to fall asleep, he was tired and had a long day before sex anyway, and Axl did too. But Axl probably could've been up for several more hours though, still thriving off the excitement, but Slash had a calming trait to him that could just put Axl to sleep. He was like a therapeutic bubble bath, just puts Axl to sleep every time.

Axl nestled his head into the pillow, curled up comfortably into a little ball with Slash's arm draped over his side and spooning him. Axl sighed and he felt Slash's hand stroking his ribs once he realized he was awake. "Morning lover," Axl muttered. Slash liked that. Axl always called him and some other people baby, honey, sweetheart, doll, but now he was also lover.

Slash still got all tingly thinking about it. 

He just fucked Axl Rose.

He felt really really proud about that.

That was a big deal. Axl wasn't gay, but Slash doubted that even if he was if he'd let somebody fuck him. But he did, and he really liked it, Slash couldn't think of anybody else Axl would be like that with. Axl always had a thing about not showing weakness, and Slash wondered if he'd think of that as being weak, but he let him. And he didn't just let him, he wanted him to, that was even better.

"Morning," Slash replied sleepily, closing his eyes again and burying his face in Axl's red hair. Slash sighed, "Do you want to talk about it now?" 

Axl cast him a glare over his shoulder and replied blatantly. "No."

"Axl, I know you don't want to, but I really think we should." 

Axl rolled over to face him and his eyes smoldered. "Why." 

Slash blinked in surprise, "Er, well, I dunno-" 

Axl cut him off putting his index finger over his lips. "Sh. Just..." Axl looked like he was about to give some sharp comment. But he bit his tongue and sighed in frustration. "You're right. Let's talk then."

Slash propped himself up on one elbow, "Axl I don't want you to feel uncomfortable." 

Axl sighed, "No, I think it'll be better to talk about it. You're still my best friend and I want to be able to talk to you about anything." 

Slash blinked in surprise, "I know, we usually do tell each other everything. Is there something you haven't said? 'Cause if you don't want to that's okay-" 

Axl stopped him again, "No. I just, I wanted to being that you're my best friend, but, its about you, so I figured I shouldn't."

Slash tilted his head to the side sympathetically, "Talk to me about it. Tell me what you're thinking."

Axl sighed. "I can't think of anybody else on planet Earth that I'd ever been more physically attracted to than you, Slash," he said honestly.

Slash raised an eyebrow, "You're attracted to me?" 

Axl nodded, "Well yeah. I mean, I can have any girl I want, easily. But you're not any girl. You get me going more, you're cooler, you have a cuter smile, you're just, I can't compare you to the girls. I just am attracted to you in a way I've never been to any chick. Maybe part of its 'cause you're a guy but, you're different than them, and I like the difference. Its all new and exciting, and I haven't been excited like this since the first time I've ever had sex, and let me tell you, too long ago to even remember it well."

Axl rested his head on Slash's shoulder, "My whole life I've never questioned my sexual preference, Slash. And I still don't, and I really doubt that I could be attracted to any other guy if it weren't you, honey." 

Slash smiled, playing with his hair, "Axl why didn't you talk to me about it before? I'd understand." 

Axl shrugged, "I dunno, I just figured that you probably shouldn't tell your best friend you want to have sex with them, and what if you didn't want to?" 

Slash blinked, "Axl did you really think before that I wasn't attracted to you?"

Axl looked up at him, "Well, I never really thought you were attracted per say, more just thought I was pretty enough that if I hit on you you wouldn't mind. I mean, we always used to say that if one of us was a girl we would've hooked up so fast. After all I'm sure we've both had several instances of late nights with too much to drink and the other had to put us back to bed. I don't know about you but the last time you did that I really hesitated."

Slash sighed, putting aside the fact that Axl totally called him out on a drunken instance that he was unaware of, all the while Axl had no idea he had done the same thing to him more than once. "I mean, I just thought it was obvious I found you sexy, Axl. Izzy always tells me to snap out of it and quit staring at your ass. Half the time I don't even realize I am." 

Axl grinned, "Aw, you stare at my ass? That's sweet. I got a nice ass though."

Slash rolled his eyes, "Mhm, one tight ass alright. I thought Nightrain was the loudest you could sing but I guess all you needed was a good fuck." Axl rolled his eyes, knowing he was just being teasing because he loved it when he screamed his name.

Axl paused, "Slash?" 

Slash looked at him, "Hm?" 

Axl bit his lip, "What does this do about our friendship?" 

Slash thought, "Nothing, I guess. I mean, its not like I'm asking you to be my boyfriend," Axl nodded. Slash added, "It's only a big deal if we make it one. Do you think it's a big deal?" 

Axl shook his head, "I mean, questionably the best sex I've ever had but a big deal? No, I don't think so anyway."

Slash nodded in agreement, "Right. Like, why can't sex be just sex?" 

Axl grinned, "Exactly. No commitment. And its not like I'm gonna ditch you forever now, you're still my best friend." Slash smiled, good. Even though sometimes Axl irritated him he didn't like the idea of losing him, and for a little while he was scared that if they did have sex that that might happen.

Axl sighed, "Its probably best that we don't do it again though." 

"How come?" 

"No no, it was fucking great, but I just mean that so it doesn't become a big deal. Like, we can keep it under the radar, but if any of the guys find out we can say it was just a one-time thing, y'know?"

Slash nodded, "That makes sense. So we're not gonna tell anybody?" 

Axl shook his head, "There's no reason they have to know. If they get suspicious let them all they want. It's not of their business." 

Slash thought on what he said. "Alright. So what do we do now?" 

Axl thought with a sigh and sat up. "I'm gonna take a shower."

Slash nestled back under the blanket. He didn't want him to leave but he wouldn't fight him about it. "Okay," he said with a sleepy yawn.

Axl gave him a strange look. "I said, I'm going to take a shower," he repeated. 

Slash blinked up at him with confused brown eyes. "Yeah, and I said okay."

Axl rolled his eyes and leaned over him so his face was close to his. "Alright, let me try this again," Axl cleared his throat, "I'm gonna take a shower, and you're gonna come with me."

Slash sat up, "Really?" 

Axl nodded, "Yeah, we said its not a big deal if we don't make it one, right?" 

Slash held his tongue, "And you're not bothered by it?" 

Axl gave him a side glance and replied sarcastically, "Actually Slash after having you fuck me I think it'll be a little too weird if you take a shower with me." 

Slash rolled his eyes. "I just meant that- You know what, forget it. I'm coming." 

Axl grinned triumphantly and tugged on his arm. "Come on then, baby."