Welcome to the Jungle, Sweetheart

I don't fucking care

           Axl lifted his head groggily, "Whnnuh..?" 

Wisps of red hair tickled Slash's jaw. Slash groaned, brushing his hair away with his hand. Axl sat up, yawning, rubbing the back of his aching head. 

Slash grumbled, "Nnn... Stop moving so much..." Axl bit the inside of his cheek, going to lay back down. He closed his eyes, and thought maybe for a second he'd actually fall asleep again, when his head throbbed some more. Axl groaned, squirming again, trying to resituate himself. 

"Ergh... I warned you," Slash growled. Slash shoved Axl off him and rolled over, his back facing Axl. 

Axl gasped dramatically, "I can't believe this..." Slash smiled to himself, tucking his arm under the pillow. Axl clawed at him, throwing his arms over Slash's side, nestling against him, "Aw you can't escape from me baby." Slash kicked him away with his foot. Axl latched onto him tighter, resting his chin on his shoulder. "Haha see how it is being little spoon now. Haha loser." 

Slash made himself comfortable, "It's delightful. I should be little spoon more often." 

Axl rolled his eyes, running his hand up and down Slash's arm, "...About last night." 

Slash sighed, "Yeah, I guess I shoulda seen that coming.." 

Axl kissed the back of his neck. "First of all, I hope you know my jaw is fucking sore baby," he cradled his aching jaw and Slash had a cheeky, triumphant smirk on his face that Axl could sense even when his back was facing him. Axl rolled his eyes, continuing, "and uh, two, I think we need to talk about what the fuck's gonna go on." 

Slash rolled over to face him, "Yeah, that would probably be smart..." 

Axl stroked circles on Slash's abs, "Slasher we agreed we wouldn't have sex anymore." 

Slash's jaw dropped at him, "Wha-huh, mister Axl Rose I don't want to hear a word of it from you, in case you don't remember I tried to remind you of our agreement, and you told me to shut the fuck up and..." Slash trailed off and looked down. 

Axl noticed his embarrassed look, grinning, "Then I gave you a blowjob?" 

Slash smiled bashfully, "Yeah..." 

Axl giggled, "You're so cute." Slash grunted slightly in alarm as he felt Axl's fingers tracing around his dick. Slash went to speak but closed his eyes, speechless, his mind unable to focus with Axl touching him. Axl smirked, "Cat got your tongue?" 

Slash groaned as he continued to run his fingers up and down his cock. Slash mumbled, "No, my kitten's got my dick though..." Axl smiled, kissing his lips. 

Axl continued to feel him up as he talked, "Listen sweetheart... I think we both know that our agreement? It's fucking bullshit, isn't it." 

Slash nodded, "Yeah. It means absolutely nothing." 

Axl sighed, "Baby, so uh, can we just ignore the rule? We both know its not gonna stick." 

Slash gave him a sympathetic look, "Axl we can't though, then it'd be a big deal." 

Axl narrowed his eyes. "I. Don't. Fucking. Care anymore. Just fuck it. Fuck everybody else. Fuck the world. Fuck everything. I don't fucking care." 

Axl forcefully grabbed Slash's face with both of his hands, aggressively kissing his lips. Slash flinched, slightly startled but he kissed him back once he had determined Axl wasn't going to kill him. Axl pulled his lips back, playing with a strand of Slash's curly hair. Slash muttered, "I... don't want to fight anymore. I know what I want. Do you Axl?"