Welcome to the Jungle, Sweetheart

He's a little kinky

            Axl woke up to feel soft lips against his neck. He opened his eyes sleepily, glad it wasn't Erin again. Slash kissed his jaw, "Morning..." 

Axl grinned lightly, closing his eyes again. "Hey honey can you do me a favor...?" 

Slash propped himself up on his elbow, "What?" 

Axl held up his handcuffed wrists, "Can you unlock these?" 

Slash blinked, slightly embarrassed, "You slept with your hands tied up?" 

Axl shrugged, avoiding eye contact, "Well its just... you looked like you didn't want to talk afterwards last night and when you fell asleep before me I... didn't wanna wake you..." 

Slash smiled with amusement, "Aww you're so sweet." 

"So... do you think you can unlock 'em now?" 

Slash had a pondering look, "Hmmm... Nah." 

Axl gasped, "What? Why not?" 

Slash kissed the corner of his mouth, "Because, you look sexy all tied up." 

Axl grinned, "Holy fuck I had sex with a masochist." 

"You're such an asshole." 

"See? That's the definition right there of a masochist's dirty talk." 

"Oh please, if anybody's a masochist here it's you." 

"Well then maybe I'll beat you up then we'll have sex, how does that sound?" 

"...Hmm... Depends, how hard are you gonna beat me up and how hard do I get to fuck you?" 

Axl grinned, brushing the side of his face against Slash's, lowering his voice to a dirty, sensual tone. "However hard you want, baby,"  he whined. He went to play with Slash's hair but his clasped hands kind of made it difficult. 

Slash kissed Axl's eyes, looking down, "...Listen... I'm, sorry about last night... It was, really not cool of me to get mad at you... You didn't do anything wrong." 

Axl sat up a little to face him better, "Yeah, I was pretty pissed at you for that. But, do you wanna tell me about it in non-drunk words?" 

Slash avoided looking him in his knowing eyes, "Well its just... Okay, when you were gone last night I was all hard up and I went to go fuck a girl, like usual right? And I..." Axl tilted his head to the side curiously. He was intrigued but he didn't want to seem pushy. Slash looked down, "...I didn't want to." 

Axl blinked, "You didn't want to?" 

Slash nodded, "Yeah it's like, I was thinking more to myself just, whatever. And I just kinda kept wishing that it was, well, you." 

Axl had a slightly surprised look, "Really?" 

"...Yeah, do you, think that's a bad thing?" 

"No, I don't, I think its great actually." 

"Why?" 

"Because that means I get all the good stuff and I don't have to share." 

"Oh my fucking god I cannot have an actual conversation with you." 

"No-no, I'm sorry, I... I'm glad you told me, baby." 

"What, do you think it means about me...?" 

"...Nnn... Well I'm not sure, I know last night you kept saying I made you gay, but I don't think it's that necessarily. Let's not jump to conclusions. Are you... still attracted to chicks?"