Bandom One-shots book 3

Behind Closed Doors (Duzzy)

~Duff McKagan POV~

The roar of the crowd still buzzed in my ears as I sat on the couch in my dressing room, chugging water like it was the only thing keeping me alive. My fingers were still tingling from the bass strings, and my heartbeat hadn't quite slowed down from the adrenaline of the show. Nights like this made it all feel worth it—the sweat, the chaos, the noise.

I leaned back, kicking my boots up onto the coffee table, and closed my eyes for a second, just letting the silence settle. Well, as silent as it could get with the muffled sounds of crew members hustling outside the door.

Then I heard the lock click.

My eyes snapped open to see Izzy standing there, his lean frame silhouetted against the door. His dark hair was sticking to his face, still damp from the show, and his lips curled into that half-smirk he always had, the one that made it impossible to tell if he was amused or up to no good.

"Iz?" I asked, sitting up a little straighter.

He didn't answer, just turned the lock with a deliberate twist of his wrist and leaned back against the door, his hands shoved into the pockets of his leather jacket. His eyes met mine, and for a second, neither of us moved.

"You're just gonna stand there?" I teased, trying to sound casual even though my pulse had picked up again.

He shrugged, his smirk widening just enough to make my stomach flip. "Figured you might want some company."

Before I could come up with a clever response, he crossed the room in a few long strides and sank down onto the couch beside me, close enough that our knees brushed. The smell of cigarette smoke and cologne clung to him, familiar and intoxicating.

"You played good tonight," he said, his voice low and smooth.

"So did you."

He tilted his head, studying me like he was trying to decide something. Then, without warning, he leaned in.

It wasn't the first time—we'd had our moments, stolen and fleeting, but something about this felt different. More deliberate. His lips brushed mine, soft and slow, and I barely had time to catch my breath before he kissed me again, harder this time.

I reached up, my hands finding their way to his jacket, gripping the worn leather as he shifted closer. The kiss deepened, his fingers sliding into my hair, and suddenly the rest of the world didn't matter. Not the show, not the band, not the fact that anyone could probably hear us if they walked by.

It was just him—his warmth, his weight pressing me back against the couch, his mouth moving against mine like he couldn't get enough.

I don't know how long we stayed like that, lost in each other. Time didn't seem to matter, and I didn't care about anything else.

When he finally pulled back, his forehead resting against mine, we were both breathing hard. He smirked again, his lips red and slightly swollen. I pulled him in for another kiss, this one more passionate as I took his leather jacket off tossing it wherever. "Duff" He moaned softly as I grabbed his shirt. "I need you" He whispered as I smirked looking at him with lust filled eyes. 

But before we could take things farther there was a knock at the door as I rolled my eyes. "We're going to the bar! You two coming!?" It was Axl, go fucking figure. "No we're going to head back to the hotel! We're tired!" Izzy yelled as I chuckled softly. "Have fun then!" Axl yelled as we heard three pairs of footsteps fading away. "Finish this at the hotel?" He said grabbing his jacket as I smirked. "Hell yeah let's go" I said grabbing his arm as we ran to the hotel. 

As soon as the elevator doors opened Izzy pressed the button for our floor but we could barely keep our hands to ourselves. The elevator dinged for our floor as we quickly ran to my hotel room, Izzy was bouncing with excitement making sure no one saw us. As soon as I got the door open I pulled him inside slamming him against the wall as I crashed our lips together. 

He was a moaning mess already and I barely touched him. We were quick to discard our coats and shoes, followed by our socks. We could barely stop kissing each other for even a second, but we managed to get our shirts off followed by our pants as we made our way to the bed. "Duff, Duff wait" Izzy said as I looked at him confused. "The blinds" He said pointing to them as I groaned. I got up and shut them before making my way back to the bed. 

I immediately crashed my lips against his tossing our boxers off as my tongue slipped into his mouth. Izzy wrapped his arms around my neck and legs around my waist. I pulled away from the kiss biting and sucking on his neck. "Duff~ fuck" He moaned out as I smirked. "you're mine. All mine, and don't forget it" I growled possessively, I wanted everyone to know he was mine.

"All yours!" He whined desperately as I smirked pulling away, admiring all the marks I made. "All fours, Izzy" I commanded as he blushed and got onto all fours. "Ready baby?" I asked grabbing his hip with one hand and his shoulder with the other. "yes, please give me your cock" He begged as I chuckled darkly. God I loved how needy he was, and I was the only one who made him feel like this. 

I slammed into him making him cry out in pleasure. "Duff! oh fuck!" He moaned loudly as I continued my rough pace. "yeah? you like that?" I growled as he moaned loudly in response. "yes! fuck! Harder!" He begged as I chuckled gripping his hips with both hands as I started going harder. "DUFF!" He scream moaned as I smirked, found it. "There?" I teased going slower. "Duff! Please! there!" He begged as I smirked and slammed into the spot over and over again. Hearing his cries of pleasure, his voice becoming hoarse. 

"Izzy" I growled as he cried out my name as it sounded like a melody. "DUFF!" He cried out as he came hard all over the sheets, clenching around me as I growled. I slammed dead onto his prostate as I painted his walls white. He shook under me from the intense orgasm as I pulled out and held him against me. "Oh my god" He said through pants. "I don't think I've ever been this tired" He said panting as I chuckled. 

"That was hot" I smirked as he blushed. "I love you" He murmured as he slowly fell asleep on my chest. "I love you too, Iz"

~Behind Closed Doors~

~My first written smut in a bit, hope you enjoyed!~