you adored your boyfriend and everything about him. his hair, his lips, his pretty face, his nose, his smile, his humor, his body, but most of all, you loved his cock. it was so visually pleasing to look at. it was almost a full 9' in length, a vein ran perfectly along the side of it, it curved to the right a bit and most of all, the tip was a beautiful strawberry red.
unfortunately, you couldnt see it at this exact moment but it was all you could think about. slash was currently performing and you were stuck in the wings. your black boots were kicked up and crossed on the table as you tried to focus on your sketchbook but the attempt was proving futile. you checked the setlist your wonderful boyfriend had given you before the show. they were on knockin on heavens door meaning they had two more songs after this one.
you clenched your thighs together, aching for some relief although you knew itd be at least 20 more minutes before you could get there. you looked back at the paper, tapping your pencil against it out of boredom. your half finished sketch of a skeleton in a wedding dress would have to remain unfinished until something got done about the dull emptiness between your legs.
you closed the book and crossed your arms, attention going to your boyfriend prancing around shirtless and sweaty on stage. he was so damn hot. you watched with a lustful look glazing over your eyes. at one point, he looked over at you (as he did every few minutes just to check on you) and gave you a thumbs up in question when axl was talking to the crowd after a song.
you smiled and gave him one back, causing him to smile dreamily at you before returning to the crowd. they were currently finishing up nightrain which meant you only had one song left. unfortunately, it had already been twenty minutes since the last time youd checked the clock. izzy and duff had figured out what had been going on with you after your admissible 'shuffle'. duff had slowed his playing a bit causing the songs to go by slower and izzy got axl in on it, causing him to talk to the crowd longer and restart a couple times.
slash was getting impatient, himself. he realized what was up with you shortly after duff and izzy started fucking around. he sent duff a questioning look at his slowed playing and he just nodded in your direction with a smirk. slash caught you doing the shuffle again. the shuffle was the name the band gave to the little readjustment you did every time you got horny.
from the side, you could see his boner growing against his guitar due to his leather pants. you let out a breath as they band made their way off stage after playing paradise city, slash basically running off as soon as the song was over. axl meant to grab him and keep him on stage during his final speech to the crowd but the man had escaped before he could.
"cmon," he nodded towards you, grabbing your hand as you two quickly walked towards the back. but things could never be that easy when there was four fuckheads walking around, out to make sure the pair of you never got any alone time without some hardship in the process. duff grabbed both of your shoulders and walked you past the dressing room causing you both to grow irritant. "we are going back to the hotel, you two are just gonna have to hold out," he teased.
you were officially pissed off but with the roadies having already had everything taken care of and the rest of the band all behind the two of you, there was nothing you could do. walking across the pavement to get to the car, you looked over at slash and the sight was one that couldve easily had your toes curling. he was ruffling his hair, breathing out heavily with an almost distressed look while his silver hoops glistened beneath the blinding camera flashes. his hand tightened around yours after catching your gaze.
