Welcome to the Jungle, Sweetheart

Hungry child

          Axl moaned into Slash's mouth as Slash pulled away his lips and covered the side of his face down his neck in kisses. Axl wasn't sure what else he'd expect aside from making out with him in taking a shower with Slash. So I guess that's exactly what they did. For today Axl had full intentions of disregarding the only this one time rule.

Water continued to pour from the showerhead and onto their faces and streamed off the ends of their hair, dripping down their bodies. If Axl weren't so fucking horny for Slash then he would've made fun of his wet-poodle-ish hair. Axl played with his drenched curly hair while Slash ran his hands up and down the back of his legs and up to his ass.

Axl hissed, "Fuck, ow! My ass still hurts like hell, Slash.." Slash held his tongue and kissed jaw, massaging underneath Axl where he ached. Axl gave silent grunts as Slash continued to press on him gently with his thumb where he was sore.

Axl sighed. "Come on, we're gonna use up all the hot water.." Slash grumbled, letting go of him. Axl turned off the water and rung out his hair. Slash shook his head like a dog, shaking heavy droplets of water out of his curly hair and spraying Axl with it, who jumped back with a hiss, "Hey!"

Slash murmured, "Sorry.."

Axl climbed out of the shower and put on his boxer-briefs he had brought with him and handed Slash two towels, knowing that with his thick hair it's sometimes just easier to have one around his head. He didn't do it very often though because one of the guys would usually give him some snide comment about looking like a housewife who got fed up with her kids.

Axl rummaged through some drawers for a hairbrush. "Okay well I'm gonna go back to my room," Slash said, adjusting the towel on his head. 

Axl smirked, kissing his ear, "Mkay, maybe I'll see you in a bit." 

Slash blinked, "Why don't you just come with me now?" 

Axl paused, thinking. "Huh. I don't know why. Alright then, I'm coming," he shrugged, setting down his hairbrush as Slash grinned, taking his hand and dragging him along out the door.

              "Okay..." Axl panted, brushing his red bangs out of his eyes, "Now we're not... Gonna have sex anymore." 

Slash gasped for breath, "Fine by me," he grunted. Well it certainly didn't help Axl's sore ass anyway. In fact if he were to try and stand up he'd be really struggling.

Slash fell onto his back next to his friend, kissing Axl's forehead. Axl sighed with satisfaction, rolling onto his side so he could play with Slash's curly hair. Axl thought, running his fingers through his hair. "Well... It probably wouldn't be so bad..." 

Slash's brown eyes flickered with interest, "What wouldn't?" 

Axl grinned, "Y'know, doing it again."

Axl let out an "Mph..!" of surprise as Slash quickly locked his mouth with Axl's and pinned him down on his back. Slash's teeth hungrily clashed with his and he trailed kisses down his throat. "Oh god..." Axl moaned desperately. "Oh Slash, baby... " he groaned as Slash brought his hands beneath him and slid his thumb over his entrance.

"Okay... Just for today sweetheart..." Axl muttered, gripping his hair. 

Slash paused what he was doing and looked at Axl. "Just what for today?" He prompted curiously.

Axl almost ignored his question in frustration that he stopped, "How about just for today... Tomorrow it'll be the no-more rule... But just for today..." 

Slash swallowed. Axl basically told him that if he wanted they could fuck all day today because they weren't going to again after. He was gonna be so exhausted tomorrow and Axl will not be walking straight for a week. Slash didn't care though, it was funny and if he pushed the right buttons Axl might let him sleep in his bed when he's tired out.