Guns N' Roses Imagines & Preferences

{Duff Imagine}

It was yet another cold and rainy day in Seattle. Usually that wouldn't stop you and Duff from going out and doing something, but today you both felt it would be nice to have a day to yourselves at home. You were sat on the couch in one of Duffs oversized shirts, listening to him lightly strum on his acoustic guitar as you watched raindrops run down the windows and car lights move cautiously through the fog. Getting bored, you curled up next to Duff, resting your head on his shoulder. He set aside the guitar and pulled you onto his lap. His long arms wrapped around your waist pulling you close to him, while his lips left soft kisses along your neck. He looked at you with a confused looked as you wriggled out of his embrace to reach for the guitar. You leaned back on him with guitar in hand, strumming randomly like a two-year old. He let out a small chuckle at your cuteness before trailing his hand to yours, guiding them along the strings.
     "Put your middle finger right here, and use these fingers to strum." His hands wrapped around yours to help them play a short beginners tune.
     "Here, now try without me." You played the few notes perfectly causing him to grin ear to ear.
     "Maybe you should start giving lessons."
     "Like I have time for that." You giggled before turning around to kiss him. Your hands wrapped around his neck, making the kiss even harder. His hands were on your hips, but as soon as they started to slip farther down, you separated your lips from his and got up.
     "Where are you going?" He asked with a pouty face.
     "That was your payment for today's lesson, Mr. McKagan. If you want more your gonna need to give me a couple more lessons." You winked at him before walking into the kitchen, laughing at your own torturous ways.