slash (Saul Hudson) Smuts

𝓜𝔂 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓷𝓮𝓻 𝓲𝓷 𝓬𝓻𝓲𝓶𝓮, 𝓶𝔂 𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓪𝓷𝓲𝓽𝔂 𝓭𝓸𝓾𝓫𝓵𝓮.

💋-smut

Words: 4k

disclaimers : age gap (modern day slash), smut, thigh riding, unprotected sex, overstimulation, slash's feral internal dialogue, cursing, smoking, rough stuff.

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I started to work as a staff member for Guns n'Roses a few months ago. Everything is great as fuck. The music, the job, the mood all around the band. In overall, everything is going well. My relationships with the band members were super friendly and they made me feel quickly as if I was part of the gang. But there is one thing. One person. Him. Slash. The moment I started my job here he immediately started teasing me. Nothing big. He tells me how much of a weird chick I am, he gives me smug smiles anytime he sees me as a way of saying "here comes the freak". It has never felt as if he hates me or anything, it just amuses him to see me rolling my eyes to his puns. When I first discovered Slash, I admit that I developed a crush on him, you know the "rockstar crush". I didn't start to work here for that, but seeing him almost everyday was definitely a plus, well, if he didn't drive me crazy with his provocations. It is a plus, yes, but I actually never thought of trying anything with him. I am a younger chick in whom he'd see no interest, apart from a way of having fun. I wouldn't mind but that would be too complicated to manage with this job. Honestly, most of the time, his jokes make me laugh. I look at him with a pissed off grin and say "haha" or I stick out my tongue. It became a game between us. To the words of Duff "leave the girl alone man". Apparently, Slash doesn't listen to his best friend's advice because he never stops. If we weren't so different or if I knew him a little better I would say he's flirting with me. "What a weird chick you are." sounds like a love declaration coming from a man with such an attraction for creepy stuff. I do think about it as flirting sometimes. Mostly the days when I'm not in the mood for his jokes I imagine he's flirting with me, helps me to not actually kill him. Being with a man like him wouldn't bother me, actually, I would love it. He isn't only hot and cool. He is interesting, passionate, peaceful but wild and genuinely beautiful. Beautiful on the inside and on the outside.

I am a person that's pretty impulsive. When I feel frustrated, I will go for it, even if it means breaking my own promises. I try to hold myself back, but I have no desire to be perfect. I smoke, I have a high body count, anger issues, I keep doing the same shits over and over again and failing. But I also have skills that I don't hide, I am strong minded and the way I see it : it has never really helped me with my relationships to people. Especially men. Labeling me "weird chick" is not original Saul. I'm sure most women are like me. But the world doesn't see it I guess.

Today, I am not in the mood. We've got some problems with the gears, the venue isn't ready and my hormones are working on me. Everything in me is boiling, every emotion. I can manage my emotions and impulses, hormones are not an excuse to be an asshole. But in this type of job, you have to take a lot of shit from people you don't like so the band themselves don't have to. Granted, they had to confront them in order to make their band what it is today but man, this isn't easy. So, as for today, frustration will be my motto. One person pisses me off, I will send them to their grave.

As if it wasn't enough, we've asked me to bring some guitar gear in Slash's backstage room. I have purposely avoided him since the start of my shift, which is not easy when you are working for him. So far it seems to work, changing hallways last minute, not going to the crowded places and most importantly, his backstage room. From the glimpses of him I saw thorough the day I could tell you how beautiful he looked. He always does, but today it's working on me. Which is frustrating me even more because I want to see him as much as I want to avoid him. His style didn't change much from any other day, the sunglasses, the leather jacket, the hat and one of those shirts he has the secret of. It's just that today is a day where my mind said fuck off to any type of morals I may try to have and I have to manage it as best as I can.