80s Band Imagines

💚Slash #19 -Touch

A/N: So, this was something I thought of after listening to an ASMR audio. This is something that I feel deeply personal about. This one is a little bit kinkier, I tried to pick things that could make the plot easier. So, be kind to this one. Thank you! ❣

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I love when he touches me.

Sometimes he's soft and gentle. Like I'm made of glass and if touches me wrong I'll break.

Other times he's rough. Normally, that's just when he's in his mood or when we're trying something different.

Regardless of the situation, his touch is always welcomed.

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"Let's go home, baby."
Slash smirked from across the table.

"Okay."
I smiled shyly back.

"I'll pay, go wait in the car."
Slash said, handing me the keys as we both stood up.

I giggled and quickly walked to our car, starting it from the passenger seat and turning on the heater. Saul got in and drove us back home, the obvious sexual tension filling the car.

As soon as we got home, we practically ran inside. Once we were both inside, Slash pinned me against the door, our lips finding one another.

"W'na try somethin' new, baby."
Slash murmured against my lips.

"M'kay."
I giggled, biting my lip.

Slash smirked looking down at me.

"Y'so fucking gorgeous, Sweetheart."
Slash rasped deeply before slotting his lips against mine. I moaned into the kiss and jumped once Slash tapped the back of my thighs.
Slash carried me upstairs before closing our bedroom door, my back meeting the hard wood.

"Sweetheart."
Slash groaned into my mouth.

"Saul."
I moaned, tugging on Slash's curls as he sucked a bruise on my neck.

"What do you need, baby?"

"Anything. Please- baby, I'll be good, I promise."
I begged.

"G'na be a good girl for me?"
Slash whispered deeply into my ear.

"Yes, yes, please- I'll be good."

Slash's mouth was on mine again, rough, licking into my mouth, easily overpowering me. I felt my back leave the door and was soon met with soft, silk sheets.

"Baby."
Slash groaned, pulling away from the kiss.

"Saul."
I responded.

"W'na show you what I got you."
Slash mumbled, crawling off me and heading into the closet.

When he came back, he was accompanied by brand new, pink rope, a plug, and his favorite vibrator. We weren't, kinky, per se. Sometimes we experimented if there was time.

"What do you think?"
Slash asked, setting everything down on the bed.

"Everything's fine."
I breathed out a breath I didn't know I was holding.

"You sure? I know we talked about it, but I just want to be sure."
He asked, climbing back onto the bed.

"It's fine babe. Promise."
I smiled widely.

"M'kay. Want you to tell me colors and safeword real quick. Want to be safe about it."
Slash mumbled, leaning in to press a quick kiss to my lips.

"Green means you're okay, keep going. Yellow, I need a second. Red means stop. Cherry means to stop the scene entirely."
I told him.