The Diner

Fresh

Axl kicks at a rock as he walks the street to his apartment.

He brings a hand to his throat, feeling along the slight pink bruising Slash had left Thursday.

He had been out to buy some dinner to make, and maybe..he got some extra. Oh hush. He's not a princess thank you very much!..except he will accept Slash calling him sugar.

He bites his lip thinking about Slash's last visit. After Slash had left he came three other times that night just jerking off. He had to wash his bedding twice, his neighbor called, mind you she's 94 and a bit deaf so you can imagine how loud he was.

The sweet woman thought someone was ripping his arm off. That finally got him to stop, but he couldn't stop thinking about it, and when he told Izzy, Oh he was so wrong to tell Izzy.

The gypsy wouldn't let it go. And he left work Friday to the words of "Get some more bruises round that neck princess." Axl had tripped into the door and had a headache for a half hour afterwards and high tailed it out of there to the sound of Izzy laughing at him.

Axl stops in front of his apartment door and notices the door ajar. His eyebrows raise. This wasn't a good neighborhood to start with, not to mention he knows he locked his door when he went out.

Axl's breathing softens as he prepares himself, sliding his knife out of his back pocket. He always carried it with him for protection, in this case his front door unlocked when it should be locked.

He slowly pushes open the door and is both relieved and nervous to see Slash lounging on his couch watching TV.

He looks at him and closes the door louder then necessary, causing the other man to turn around and a predatory smirk to grace his mouth.

"Well hello there sugar." He smiles getting up and stretching like he has all the time in the world, causing Axl to bite his lip. Are those his back muscles?

Slash smirks, walking over to Axl and observing the grocery bag in his hand and humming, grabbing it and going to set it on the kitchen counter, waltzing back over.

"Whatcha go to the store for darlin?" He asks as Axl stutters out a shaky breath.

"Was gonna cook something up for you." He whispers into the room, so quietly Slash has to strain to hear him.

He looks down into the redheads other hand and his eyes glint at the knife.

"Mmm and what are you going to do with this pet?" He asks gently grabbing the knife out of Axl's hand and waving it in front of his face, a dangerous smirk on his own. "Hm?"

"I-I, it was self defense" Axl squeaks out as Slash approaches towards him.

"Self defense hm?" Slash smiles and grabs Axl's hand leading him to Axl's bedroom.

"Self defense." He repeats smiling wolfishly at the redhead, backing him up against the bed until he has no choice but to fall back, Slash slithering his way on top of him.

Slash smiles dangerously, "I like your room pet." He says looking around.

That's all Axl gets before Slash looks back at him with eyes nearly black as he slides his tongue filthily against the blade of the knife.

Axl is mentally pinned to the bed, his mind nearly combusting with how hot the scene in front of him is, his cock fattening up in his pants to a rock like state.

Slash hums, slowly unbuttoning Axl's shirt and smiling like a snake as inch by inch of pale, smooth skin is revealed to his hungry eyes.

He begins to slide the spit slicked blade down Axl's torso and around one of his nipples, immediately causing the bud to harden.

"Mhm defend yourself against me pet? How's this knife gonna defend you hm?" He asks lowering his head to the pink bud, taking it into his mouth.

"How can someone look so sinful just sucking on a nipple" Axl nearly sobs out as his only response, watching Slash's plump mouth and raking his eyes up the older mans face to his eyes and whining at the lust he sees.

The older man slides his hand down to Axl's pants making his breath hitch as Slash unbuttons them, sliding down the zipper ever so slowly, the sound like thunder throughout the quiet room.

Slash reaches his hand inside, traveling down to trace over the wrinkled flesh of Axl's hole as he hums.

"Bet its pink isn't it. Just like these pretty nipples huh?" He smirks licking hotly into Axl's mouth, Axl's hips bucking causing Slash to groan and disconnect their lips at the friction he got on his clothed dick.

"What's the matter daddy?" Axl grins like a snake at Slash's shocked face then quickly blushes as Slash growls "you did not." He hisses.

That's the last warning Axl gets before two fingers are being slid into his hole, shocking his system and causing him to let out a gasp.

"You have no clue what you have just got yourself into sugar." Slash chuckles evilly, starting a pace with his fingers that has Axl's thighs shaking between Slash's immediately, his fingers sinking into the blanket and his mouth popping open on a curse, tossing his head back as Slash smirks and grinds down onto the smaller mans crotch.

"Absolutely no. clue." Slash growls like something not of this world, quickening the pace of his fingers, if that's even possible, Axl's thighs trying to close at how much friction he's getting.

"Oh no no no" Slash smirks yanking Axl's thighs apart "you did it, now accept what you've gotten yourself into. " Slash grins, leaning down into the redheads ear "defend yourself " he taughts, causing Axl to whine and try to uncurl his hands from the blanket, only for him to see a flash of silver as Slash tosses the knife away.

He grips Axl's hair yanking his head backwards putting neck on display as he starts to grind his hips faster, reaching down to unbutton and unzip his own pants.

Axl's voice startles him as he whines up at him. "Let me see it. Please." He bites his lip looking up at him. 

Slash smiles softly for once "patience pet." He says and rolls his hips filthily against Axl's to distract him, jamming his fingers into the mans spot.

Axl chokes on his own breath, wrapping his lower legs over Slash's to keep him in place as he grinds against Slash for all he's worth, chasing his release like a starved animal.

Slash's own breath is choppy, quickly yanking off his belt and fastening it around Axl's neck as Axl's eyes roll back at the feeling.

Slash sees the sign of Axl's orgasm and moves down quickly, yanking down Axl's underwear just under the tip of his cock, getting his mouth on Axl, just as stripes of thick, sweet cum hit the back of his throat.

Slash feels fingers curl into his hair as he swallows around Axl, causing his throat to spasm and his mouth to tighten around Axl, causing Axl's hips to jerk up, his cock sliding further down Slash's throat.

Slash smiles around his mouth full, pulling off slowly and licking off the remains of cum.

He looks up at the spent man, chuckling.

"Your self defense sucks, but your cum is better fresh pet, I'll definitely start sucking your cock more often." He says.

Axl looks at the man before him in disbelief before his head falls back onto the sheets in exhaustion, his chest heaving as Slash laughs.

"And also.."

Slash crawls up to Axl's face leaning into his ear again.

"Daddy huh?"

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