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Axl Rose #1

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"Alrighty! Lemme hear your voices!" he screamed in the mic. I couldn't believe this-I was right next to the stage at a Guns N' Roses concert. My literal dream. And my idol, Axl Rose, was in the same room as me. "Men! give us a shout!" a wave of masculine shouts rose up to the roof and hit the stage.
"Now ladies, give me a scream!" we all screamed, mine slightly louder as my excitement got the better of me.
Oh God, Axl Rose, looking at me. His eyes looked me up and down, before he muttered "so fucking cute" in a husky, rugged voice. My heart nearly fell out of my fucking chest. He walked away from the mic and back to his guitar, on the left of the stage, almost right in front of me.
My eyes caught his and he winked, as I bit my lip in retaliation. a seductive snarl rode on his face, and I smirked.
"I deserve this. I deserve to go out once in a while, and do whatever the fuck I want. I deserve some happiness." I though to myself.
Throughout the show, our eyes kept catching, and he would make some sort of gesture towards me, but when "It's So Easy" began, he gave me a run for my money. I was standing right next to the stage, and the microphone stand was practically next to my head.
"It's so easy, when evrybody's tryna please me, baby" were the lyrics repeated from the back of the stage, until I felt a breeze next to my head. He was standing, right next to the microphone stand, yelling the words "it's so easy" as I watched on. He looked down, our eyes met, and he winked once again, quickly mouthing the words "after the show" and holding eye contact with me for the rest of the song.
For the rest of the show, he would look at me, wink at me, lick his lips as he stared at me. I couldn't wait for the show to finish, as much as I was enjoying it.
At the end of the show, Slash reached down, hi-fiving fans and thanking them for coming to the show. Axl did the same, holding my hand tight.
"Thank you for coming."
"Thank you for performing."
He smiled and bit his lip seductively, before nodding his head at me.
"After the show?" I mouthed, and he nodded and winked.
The final cannons fired and the lights were lit. I walked to the back of the room to meet my friends who had given me a lift.
"You know what, I'm gonna stick around for a bit, see if I get the chance to meet any of the band members. You guys can go, I'll get a taxi cab home. It's fine. I'll see you both tomorrow."
"If you're sure, see you."
"Bye."
That was it. I was alone. He either met me or he didn't. And I really wanted him to. The aftermath music played for a good half an hour, and most of the people left the room, save three or four. I looked like a loser, all alone on a barstool at the back of the hall. Staring at the stage longingly, I saw a figure peek out and point to the bathroom doors. It poked out a little more and I recognised it to be Axl. Unsure of where things were going, I decided to just go in. There was nobody around, so I sat in a stall and texted my mom.
"Be home soon, I'm just sticking around to meet the band."
Then, I heard a knock on my stall door.
"Hello?"
"Hey, is it you?"
I decided to play stupid.
"Hm, is it who?"
"You know, you."
"Shouldn't you be in the men's toilets?"
"Yeah, and that's why you need to stop being a tease and come out." he snarled.
"Hmm, fine." I breathed. before going out, I pulled my mini-skirt higher to make it shorter and lowered the shoulders on my bardot top.
"Hi."
"Hey, what's your name?"
"Y/N."
"Axl."
"I know that."
"Did you enjoy the performance?"
"Yeah, Slash looked pretty damn hot, huh? 'Specially when he was playin' that guitar."
"Don't play that game with me, sugar, I saw you lookin' at me."
"Oh, you did, huh?"
"You bet your cute little ass I did." he stepped closer to me, pressing his hips against mine and I concealed a squeal.
"And you bet I'm gonna do something about it."
"Oh, really? go ahead, I dare you." I winked, and he pushed me back into the cubicle, hands on my hips.
"You're so fucking cute."
"You told me that earlier."
"I wanna make you scream."
"You did that earlier too. wow, concerts are, like, massive sex-fests."
"Yeah, and the aftermath can be even better."
Suddenly, the door opened to the bathroom, and his hand slammed over my mouth. The sound of rusty wheels echoed through the bathroom and Axl turned me to face him.
"A cleaner." he mouthed, and I nodded. Deciding to have some fun, I placed my hands on his shoulders, running them gently down his front, before stopping at his waistband. He shook his head frantically, and I gently took his hand from my mouth.
"Aftermath." I mouthed, and winked at him, before lowering myself to my knees. Palming him through his jeans, he bit his lip to resist a moan. A hand reached down and grabbed my hair into a makeshift ponytail. I slowly and gently unzipped his skinny jeans, and pulled them down to reveal a serious hard-on. I gently kissed the tip a few times through the material of his boxers, before pulling them down. I licked a stripe along his dick, before taking him all at once. I bobbed my head before Axl took over, moving my head at his will. I made a choked sound, which must have been louder than I thought.
"Is anyone in here?" a voice asked.
"Y-yes. I'm not feeling too well, is there any chance I could get some privacy?" Axl put on a high-pitched voice, and scrunched his eyes as I began moving at my own pace again.
"Ever so sorry, madame. as you were." we waited for a couple of minutes before hearing the door shut.
"Wow, sugar, that was a close one." he grunted as I kept my pace up.
"Fuck, I'm gonna-"
I swallowed everything that entered my mouth and stood up, readjusting my skirt.
"Was that okay?" I smiled shyly and I wiped my lip, turning away from Axl.
"Fuck me, sugar, that-"
"Gladly." I muttered, almost quiet enough to not hear.
"I'm sorry?"
"N-nothing." I shook my head and grabbed my bag.
"No, you said something, sugar. What was it?" he raised an eyebrow as he turned my body to face him.
"I said I'd gladly fuck you, if opportunity was present." I crossed my arms and turned around again.
"Who says it isn't?"
"Every rule of concerts ever. The band members get their little blowjob every night and then..."
"Then what?"
"Then...nothing."
"Hey, we aren't all like that." he huffed.
"Okay, so I suppose we're going to get married and live happily ever after then, huh?"
"Not if you keep being a little brat."
"I'm not being a brat."
"Look, meet me at my car in five minutes. It's a black one with a massive sticker on the front window. parked right next to the entrance, you'll know it. If you're there, I'll presume you want something more, if not I'll just leave you alone."
"Fine by me. And if you're there in five minutes, I'll know you care. Any later, I'll know exactly what to presume."
"Fine, but I need to get out of here first." he groaned, and I walked out, knowing if frustrated him. Of course I wanted something more. I walked out into the cold air and spotted his car immediately. Standing next to the passenger door, I shivered, and a group of men came over to me.
"You here all alone, pretty lady?"
"No, I'm waiting for my ride."
"How about you come show us what that mouth can do?" another winked at me and I turned away.
"Don't turn your back, it's disrespectful." he shouted, and grabbed my shoulder, roughly turning me back to him before pulling me close to his face.
"Please leave me alone." I said quietly.
"Aw, she's so cute." one of them said tauntingly.
"Hey! leave her alone, you fucks. I get to call her cute and I get to take care of her, because she's my girlfriend and if I ever see another one of you fucks here again, I'll fucking kill each and every one of you. Let her go before I call the police."
The men stormed away, and Axl stood on the other side of the car.
"Are you okay?"
"They didn't do anything, Axl, it's okay." I smiled softly and his eyes glinted in the moonlight as a distressed expression graced his face.
"They did. They disrespected you. That shit isn't right."
"Honestly, it's no problem, I'm used to it."
"You shouldn't have to be used to it. Come on, Y/N, get in the car." he walked to the passenger side and opened the door for me to get into the car. I smiled and sat down, before he shut the door.
"Ready to go?" he asked as he sat down.
"I could say yes if I knew where we were going."
"Oh, just my house, if you're okay with that."
"Sounds like a plan. Let me text my mom." I pulled out my phone.
"Hey mom, change of plan, I'm staying in a hotel tonight. See you tomorrow."
The radio started playing and "Every Rose Has It's Thorn" by Poison was playing. I began singing along quietly and didn't realise Axl was staring at me until I saw his reflection in my wingmirror.
"Is something fascinating you?"
"Only everything about you."
"You can't be fascinated by me. You only just met me."
"Is that a challenge? Because if it is, I'm willing to defeat it."
"You know what you are?"
"What?"
"Cringey."
He laughed and placed his hand on my leg, before pulling it away immediately.
"You're freezing cold. Wait a second, let me pull over."
"Really, Axl, it's nothing."
"No, you're freezing."
Axl pulled over at the next car park and took off his sweater and shirt. He pulled the sweater over my head and laid the shirt over my legs.
"You're gonna freeze. At least keep your shirt on." I told him.
"What, you don't like this?" he gestured to his chest and I laughed.
"Not exactly what I said, but I'd rather you didn't catch pneumonia because it's literally -4° out here. Please keep it on, for me."
He sighed deeply then nodded.
"Fine." he pulled it over his head then placed a hand back on my leg.
"I'm sure you'll warm up when we get back to my house." he smiled and began driving again.
I looked up at him and took in his features. He had muscular arms, and amazingly white teeth, and perfect red, soft lips, and these gorgeous eyes that glinted every time he went near a light, and this strawberry, gingery coloured hair, which fell just below his shoulders. The kind of hair that look like it has had no effort put into it whatsoever, yet still looks perfect. Then, I looked at his hands. They looked so calloused and rough, yet so soft and careful when they touch. I slowly slid my hand on top of his, and watched his perfect lips turn up into a small smile.
"I can feel you staring at me, Y/N." he laughed softly. I liked how his eyes squinted a little when he laughed, and his gorgeous mouth opened ever so slightly.
"I like when you say my name." I whispered, and he turned to look at me briefly.
"Y/N. You do have a gorgeous name." he stated, and I held his hand close to my lips, just below my chin.
"Can you say it again?" I asked.
"Y/N, Y/N, Y/N." he said, and I smiled.
"Ax, can you sing to me?" I asked as I gently kissed his knuckle.
"That's cute. What do you want me to sing?" he asked.
"Anything." I blurted out, "Your voice is perfect."
"Alright, this is my favourite song." he said softly, and began singing. His voice was so rhythmic and smooth, almost like the gentle current of the ocean, or the gentle splash of rain you hear, early in the morning. Something nice like that.
"Sayin' I love you, is not the words I want to hear from you," I joined in, "More than words, is all you have to do to make it real."
"I like your singing voice, Ax." I said, and he smiled.
"I like your singing voice too, Y/N." he kissed my hand as we pulled up a small driveway. Axl took my hand and led me into a small house, no bigger than my own. It had beautiful decorations, and each room had something music related.
"What do you want to do?" he asked and scratched his head awkwardly, "Are you hungry? I can make food."
"I'm not hungry for food, Ax." I shuffled my foot against the carpet in the hallway and he turned around.
"What do you want then?" he asked me.
"Are you really that thick-skulled?" I stepped closer to him and he kissed my forehead.
"No, I just wanted to make sure."
I took off his jumper, leaving it on a radiator, and placed my lips on his. It was almost like we were hungry for each other, and he bit my lip, holding it between his teeth.
"Come with me, y/n." he picked me up and wrapped my legs around his waist, still kissing me.
He opened a door upstairs which led to a bedroom. It had a king-sized bed and an en-suite, which complemented the dark colour scheme perfectly.
"Go and get ready, Y/N. I'll wait here for you." he said as he put me down and sat on the bed. I walked into the en-suite and locked the door.
"Oh god, I'm doing this. It's happening." I thought, mentally cursing and congratulating myself. I set my thoughts and breathing straight and removed my top and skirt, leaving me in a strapless bra and matching lace underwear.
"You can do this." I thought, and opened the door, walking into the bedroom with my eyes primarily focused on the floor.
"Fuck, you're gorgeous. Get over here." Axl demanded, and I smiled, walking over to him as slow as I possibly could. He was still sitting on the bed, and I sat myself on his lap, kissing and nibbling his neck gently.
"Let me get this off." he struggled to get his shirt off and lay back, pulling me with him. His hands rested on the base of my spine and pushed my hips into his crotch as we kissed heavily. Without thinking, I began swaying my hips and grinding against him. He reached down and kicked his jeans across the room.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked as he placed kisses along my collarbones.
"I've never been more sure of anything Axl-oh my fucking god, do that again."
His hands slid underneath my ass and slammed me down onto his hard-on. He flipped us both over, before pulling my underwear and his boxers off. He lined himself up and pushed in, making me whimper gently.
"Are you okay?" he asked in a concerned tone.
"Y-es, keep going." my speech stuttered as he began thrusting, in a rhythm. The entire bed moved with our bodies, and soon the only sounds in the room were moans, and the sound of skin slapping skin. Soon, he was pushing into me fast and hard, and my body submitted to him. His thrusts became sloppier, and we both came at the same time.
"Fuck, I didn't think at all before that."
"It's okay, Ax, I'm on the pill." I smiled exhaustedly, and he picked me up to lay me in a more comfortable position in the bed. He tossed me one of his Guns N' Roses shirts to wear so that I didn't have to freeze, and he pulled his boxers on, before sitting next to me.
"I think I like you a lot, Y/N."
"I think I like you a lot too, Ax."
He pushed a strand of hair behind my ear and kissed my temple.
"I'll be back in a minute. Do you want anything to eat, anything to drink, anything at all?" he smiled as he stood up.
"Can I get a glass of water please?" I asked as I pulled the shirt below my knees.
"Of course you can." he went downstairs and returned shortly with two glasses of water and a blanket.
"What happens now?" I asked.
"We do what any other couple do. We keep seeing each other. That is, unless you don't like me, or I don't like you."
"Well, I like you."
"And I like you too."
"That's settled then." he smiled and pulled the blanket over the two of us.
"I'm sorry I was being a brat earlier. you're not like other guys. You're one of a kind." I rested my head in the crevice of his neck and placed my hand on his bare chest.
"You weren't being a brat, I shouldn't have said that. I get why you would think that about band members." he kissed my forehead and I looked up at him, connecting our eyes once again. Only this time, there was something else. Something more. He intertwined our fingers and I kissed his jawline.
"You're so fucking cute." he muttered, and I smiled.
"You already said that, Ax. I should start complementing you sometimes."
"Oh, really? What would you say?" he asked.
"Well, I'd say that I love your arms, because they're all toned and muscular. And I'd say that I love your teeth, because they're all white and shiny, and I'd tell you that I love your lips, because they're perfectly red and soft, and after that I'd tell you that I love your eyes, because they shine and squint so gorgeously when you smile, then I'd tell you how much I love your hair, because it's a beautiful strawberry colour, and it looks so effortless and amazing. And I'd tell you how I love your hands, and the way you hold the mic when you sing, because you're so dedicated and focused on it, and you sing like your life depends on it. And then, depending how you took all of that, I'd probably tell you that I think I'm falling in love with you already." I muttered the last part into his chest as I snuggled closer to him.
"Hey, hey, what? Coming from the girl who says you can't be fascinated by someone you just met, huh?"
"Oh, god, I've ruined everything, haven't I?"
"No. I'm just even more fascinated by you now. You know why?" he said softly into my hair.
"Hm? Oh yeah, go ahead, try and find something to be honest about. There's not much worth loving here." I laughed weakly.
"First, I'd tell you about your eyes. They're big and beautiful, and blue like a duck's egg, and they shine so perfectly. Then, I'd tell you how much your perfect, soft, pink lips are so gorgeous. How I have to hide the shivers I get when they touch mine. Then I'd tell you how gorgeous your body is. How I love every curve, every inch of your skin. Every scar and stretch mark. I love that you're not stick thin and fragile, but you have something to you. And, after that, I'd tell you about the way you walk. It's so confident, like a stride, and you make yourself known. Then, I'd tell you how I fell in love with your voice from the word "hello." How it's soft, but a little rough around the edges. How your perfect lips speak every word in a gorgeous, attractive way. And your laugh, oh god, it's so beautiful. Like nothing I've ever heard before. Then, we can't forget your attitude, now, can we? God, it suits you. You wouldn't think it, but it suits you. The very first time I saw you tonight was when you weren't looking at me. You were having a drink and talking to a group of girls. You seemed quieter than them, more reserved, almost like you didn't belong here. But then, when we started playing, you were like this, this character who came out of a shell. You moved in such a gorgeous way, your hips and your arms looked so good. Then, when I talked to you in the toilets, your attitude was so sarcastic, so sassy, yet so very attractive. You were never a brat, you were confident. And I liked that about you. I loved that about you. You're just, like, this perfect person that I feel like I've been missing for so long, and now that I've found you I just want to hold you."
I sniffed and wiped my eyes to hide tears.
"Hey, hey, why are you crying, Y/N?"
"Did you really mean that?" I asked quietly.
"Of course I did. Why would you think I didn't?"
"Nobody's ever talked about me like that before."
"Wait, what? How?"
"I've never had a boyfriend." I shrugged and pushed myself up, to be closer to his face.
"There's no way that's true. You're fucking perfect." he looked at me and I nodded, leaning my head against his.
"No use moping, huh? I have you now, right?" I smiled as I kissed his lips tenderly.
"You bet your cute little ass you do. I'm not leaving you alone." he said and we both laughed as he pulled me even closer.
"Which is why I think you should come on tour with us." I gasped and raised an eyebrow.
"You're serious?" he nodded with a smirk on his face and I grinned.
"Of course! Oh, of course I'll go with you! But what about-"
"Don't worry. There's plenty of room on the bus, and the guys have always said that I can bring a girl with me if I so please." he shrugged, and I kissed his nose.
"When do we leave?"
"In about nine hours. so I think, all situations considered, we should get some rest and then you should pack up some stuff."
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"How the heck."
"How the heck what? And who says heck anymore?"
"I say it. How the heck did you manage to convince my mom to let me go with you?"
"Charm. Now, do you have everything?"
"Yeah, let me put a sweater on before we go." I said.
"Alright, the guys are gonna be here in a couple of minutes. They can't wait to meet you."
"I already shook Slash's hand. He might not remember me though." I said as I walked out of the bathroom.
"Y/N."
"Yeah?"
"How the fuck did you get that?"
"Get what?"
"My favourite sweatshirt."
"You gave it to me, so it's fair game." I shrugged and stood on my tiptoes to kiss his nose.
"I wish you wouldn't do that."
"Why?"
"Because it makes me want to forgive all of the sin in the world." he sighed contentedly and kissed my forehead.
"I think the guys are here." I said quietly as I heard a van outside.
"Hey, why did you go all quiet? They're gonna love you, I promise." he smiled and held my hand. "You go say goodbye to your mom, I'll take your bags."
"Okay. I'll be two minutes." I said as I went into my mom's room.
"Hey mom? We're going now." I smiled and my mom gave me a hug.
"Be careful, okay? And call me every day."
"I will, mom, I promise. Love you."
"Love you more." she smiled sadly, and I ran downstairs. Double checking I had my keys, phone, charger, and headphones, I was ready to go. I stepped outside and walked to the door of the van, knocking nervously. Axl opened it with a large grin on his face.
"You ready?" he grinned, and I nodded, smiling back.
"You guys, this is Y/N." Axl announced to the guys in the van, and I waved awkwardly, and said "hi."
"What's going on?" Izzy was the first to step forward and talk to me.
"Nice to meet you." I smiled, and he nodded with a goofy grin on his face.
"Touché."
"Hey, didn't I shake your hand last night?" Slash stepped forward and I smiled.
"Yeah, you made my night."
"Glad to know it." he grinned and tipped his hat to me.
"Then, of course, i'm Duff, that's Steven, then Izzy's the goofball you just talked to."
"Hi, nice to meet you." they all smiled and stood up to shake my hand.
"You're the only girl who's ever interested Axl. You must be pretty special." Steven raised an eyebrow and we both smiled.
"I really like him." I said shyly.
"So, let me show you where you're sleeping. I put your stuff there." Axl took my hand and led me to a room with three bunkbeds.
"Me and the guys are staying in here, but there's a little room through here where I made you a bed. I hope it's okay, until we can get you something proper." he smiled awkwardly and opened a door.
"Thank you, Axl." I smiled and kissed his cheek, lacing my fingers with his.
"Aww, Axl's got a girlfriend!" Slash raised an eyebrow and made kissing noises, which made me laugh.
"Shut up, dude." he tried to conceal a grin.
"What, am I embarrassing?" I fake pouted and crossed my arms.
"Of course you aren't, you're perfect." he smiled, and kissed my lips.

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