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Slash actually wanted to kiss you the day he met you. He thought you were the coolest girl he had ever laid eyes on. But he waited and waited for you to initiate the kiss. A week had gone by and you still hadn't kissed him. A month had gone by and you still hadn't kissed him. Then two months. Until he couldn't take it anymore. He had to say something. "Hey Y/N?" he asked while he played with Jimmy. You were standing by the mirror, getting ready for your shift at the mechanics. You looked over to the bed where Slash was laying with Jimmy in his grip. "What do I have to do to get you to kiss me?" Slash asked. You chuckled at his question, you were wondering how long it would take him to ask. "How about..." you placed your finger on your face and tapped your chin thinking of all the possible things you could make Slash do, "you buy me lunch from my favourite place." "Babe come on," Slash wined, "that place is like a three hour drive away from here." You smirked at him while you walked over and placed your hands on his shoulders, "you better start driving then."
Before Slash could say anything, you left him sitting on the bed. "Bye Slash! See you for lunch!" You called before you left the house for work.
You didn't expect Slash to buy you the food. To be honest, you actually wanted to kiss him ages ago but every time you went to kiss him, he was always distracted. Later that day he came into your work right before your lunch break. You were laying on the floor underneath a car when a pair of boots appeared next to the car.
"Hey Michael," you assumed the pair of boots belonged to your colleague, "can you pass me that ball joint on the table over there?" "I don't know what that is but I can give you a pair of balls instead," you immediately recognised Slash's voice. You slid out from underneath the car to be greeted by Slash's smiling face. He held up a bag of food between yours and his face, "I have your food m'lady." You hastily tried to grab the bag from him but unfortunately he drew it away from your grip. "You have to kiss me first," Slash said. "You don't want to kiss me," you gestured at yourself in your overalls, "I have grease all over me." Slash ignored your words as he cupped your face with one of his hands. His face slowly edged toward yours. You smiled at him before his lips were on yours. To your surprise, Slash was a gentle kisser. He took his time with you while his lips explored every part of your mouth. His hand rested upon your lower back and pulled you closer to him. That was his way of inviting you to deepen the kiss. You mumbled against his lips as you pulled his head closer to yours. You slowly trailed your other hand around his back and felt around for the bag of food. It was only when your hand gripped the paper bag that Slash pulled away from you. "Fine fine, I'll give you your food," Slash handed you the bag.
Even though Slash appears to be a rough , tough guy. Every single time he kisses you it is as gentle as the first time. No matter what mood he's in, when he kisses you his lips are always soft and his movements are constantly tender. You love it because a lot of the time it'll lead to heated make out sessions with him. And in said make out sessions Slash always makes sure he's the one constantly exploring your mouth or trying new things. He loves to just lay you down and experiment with you. Honestly, you always wondered how his mouth never gets tired. Maybe that's why he doesn't talk much.
A lot of the time Slash will rip your shirt off and kiss your chest. Your boobs are his favourite place to kiss other than your lips. But when he starts kissing your body, you always know what comes next...
