Duff Mckagan X Reader

axl's side profile (u know what they say about big noses......)

"Will you get dressed?"

Slash × reader

My Masterlist.

Word count: 1314

Warnings: Smut, Unprotected sex, Dirty talk, Minors Dni.

You were in Axl's room, Steven was sleeping in the room where you used to stay when you went there so you didn't want to bother him and went to change in Axl's room after they spilled vodka in your shirt.

The rest of the band was in the living room, the room was crammed with bottles of vodka and beers, you were friends with them long enough to see this as just a normal afternoon. Steven had practically passed out on the rug after taking more than he should have and Axl and Slash took him into the bedroom and put him to bed.

Everyone was a little drunk, so were you, so you didn't try to cover yourself when the bedroom door opened and Slash appeared in the bedroom, you stared at him in the mirror's reflection for a few seconds before turning around and smirking at him.

- Fuck I'm sorry i - i was just.. fuck, sorry.

Slash took a few steps back and was about to close the door when you called him.

- No, it's okay you can stay.

You turned back to the mirror, smoothing your hair as you watched Slash enter the room and sit on the edge of the bed, his hands in his lap as he tried to look at anywhere in the room that wasn't you.

- Mmm, I actually just came to pick up a bottle of whiskey that Axl said was around here.

- Great, you can wait for me right?

You walked up to him, the drink kicking in your head a little, but you knew you weren't that drunk.

You always had feelings for Slash, but you never told anyone but Duff because you were afraid of ending up losing your friendship with Slash.

- Yeah yeah i mean, will you put your clothes on?

- You want to me to put them on?

Slash lifted his head to finally face you, his curls covered most of his face and you noticed a smirk on his lips.

- What do you mean Y/n?

He said seriously, hands still in his lap, resting on his black leather pants.

- Just kidding Slashy

You walked to the dresser and grabbed Axl's shirt to wear, but Slash caught your hand before you could do it. You dropped your shirt as soon as Slash pulled you and pressed you against the wall, you can feel his erection against your beads as he approached, his hair touched your face as he approached your ear.

- Just kidding, right?

- Maybe. - you felt your panties wet when Slash's hand gripped your cheeks.

- I know you Y/n, acting like a whore for me to fuck you.

Slash grabbed your hair and pulled your head back making your and his eyes meet, you breathed panting from the feeling of having him so close to you. You had already imagined this moment many times but being able to feel it was definitely better. Your body begged to feel him inside you and you started rubbing yourself against his hard cock covered by his pants.

You moaned as Slash's lips began kissing your neck, running his tongue all the way along and leaving hickeys that would definitely leave you scarred.

Slash unzipped his pants and you moaned again as you felt his cock press against your ass but Slash covered your mouth.

- Shut up bitch, you don't want anyone to disturb us do you?

You shook your head and closed your eyes, you could smell vodka and sweat coming off him but it just turned you on more, you turned to him and took off his shirt, your body heating up as you slid your hand over his stomach leaving light scratches until you reached his dick. You spread his pre-cum across the tip of his dick, and started jerking off without taking your eyes off his.

- Fuck Y/n, you do it so good.

You moistened your lips just wanting to suck his cock but Slash held your chin when you made a move to bend down.

- We don't have time for this baby girl.

Slash guided you to his lips and kissed you, you lowered your hand to your panties and lowered them to your knees, your body was glued to Slash's and his dick slowly rubbed against your pussy, you let out moans between the kiss feeling his cock touch your clitoris making your body shudder until you can't take it anymore.

- Slash, please f-fuck me

You parted your lips from his and started spreading kisses down his chin to his neck. You rubbed your pussy against his hard cock, his pre-cum making you even wetter.

- Please - You asked, kissing his neck softly.

- your so needy for my dick, you're such a slut.

His dirty words made you want him more, you were about to come just feeling his cock rub against you.

Slash grabbed your neck and pulled your face away from him, his eyes traveled all over your body until they returned to your eyes.

- turn around bitch

you did as Slash asked and turned your back to him, the lack of contact making you whimper, you spread your legs and leaned your hands on the wall, his dick passed a few times over your entrance until he finally shoved it. You moaned loudly when you felt his cock inside you, you fit his size with ease and pleasure filled you as he began to thrust faster and harder. You can't contain the moans coming out of his mouth as he's reached his g-spot. You felt Slash's warm breath in your ear, he let out a low moan before you felt his ass burn with a smack.

- Fuck Y/n, you're so tight

You felt your pussy tighten around his cock and you knew you were close to come.

- Slash, I'm gonna c-cum

Slash started to thrust more slowly inside you and you felt his cock throbbing around you.

You threw your head back when you felt your legs shake and your cum pour down Slash's cock.

Slash pulled his cock out of you, making a few drops of his cum fall to the floor.

- Come here

You turned to him and got on your knees in front of him.

- Do you want to suck me?

Slash asked you, you looked up seeing his curly hair plastered to the sweat on his forehead, you nodded.

- I wanna hear you bitch, do you wanna suck my cock?

His hands gripped your hair lifting your head making you look at him.

- I fucking want it, Slashy

You whimpered when the brunette lifted your head and you opened your mouth when he spat on it.

- Suck it.

You licked the tip of his dick mixing his spittle with your cum that was still on his dick, you started to suck all the way until you had swallowed completely, Slash held your head making his cock touch your throat until you choked on it. you took a breather and then went back to sucking him, you felt his cock throbbing and he rolled his eyes when you swallowed him completely and Slash let his cum trickle down your throat.

You sat on the floor, breathing heavily and trying to proceed with everything that had happened. Slash pulled on his pants and went to the dresser beside the bed to get the whiskey bottle.

Slash helped you to your feet while taking a sip of his drink, he offered it to you and you drank some.

- Are you okay?

He asked you.

- Better than never

You both chuckled and you wore an Axl shirt, you walked out of the room and found Izzy, Axl and Duff looking in disbelief at you and Slash.

- That was a lot of noise to just get a bottle of whiskey.

"PENIS! PENIS! PENIS!" I scream into the mirror with the lights off. I turn the lights back on and I see that I am surrounded by all my rockstar crushes.

Hilda Müller - Hilda Furacão, 1998

(guns n’ roses on the headbangers ball, oct 24 1987)

this clip is so funny 💀💀💀

𝔞𝔵𝔩 𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔢 𝔫𝔰𝔣𝔴 𝔞𝔩𝔭𝔥𝔞𝔟𝔢𝔱

requested!

⁎⁺˳✧༚guns and roses masterlist

a = aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

axl can’t help but be raw and emotional afterward.

he might pull you close, almost desperately, and murmur things about how much you mean to him.

he needs that reassurance that you’re still there with him

axl loves skin-to-skin contact afterward

once he’s calmed down, Axl might open up and talk to you about his thoughts or feelings, especially if something has been bothering him

deep down, axl carries a lot of insecurities, so he might ask if he was good enough or if you’re happy

he craves validation but won’t say it outright

b = body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

okay there’s two

thighs are a strong contender for his favorite.

he’d adore running his hands over them, gripping them, or just watching them while you sit.

bonus points if you’re wearing something short or tight—he’d have a hard time keeping his eyes (or hands) off you

let’s not beat around the bush—axl’s definitely an ass guy.

he’d openly admire it, give cheeky grabs, and couldn’t get enough of seeing you in tight jeans or nothing at all

axl knows his lips are a weapon in the bedroom.

he’d take pride in the way he kisses, teases, and leaves marks.

smirking against your skin, whispering dirty things, or giving slow, deliberate kisses, he’s fully aware of the power his mouth holds—and he loves it.

so yeah, i’d say his mouth is his favourite

c = cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

honestly? he will cum anywhere on you or in you

it’s whatever he feels like

if he wants to cum on your face? he will

your stomach? he will

d = dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

axl secretly loves being dominated or at least losing control in certain moments.

while he’s fiery and intense on stage or in public, behind closed doors, he gets a thrill out of someone taking the lead and making him feel completely vulnerable.

you pinning him down, teasing him mercilessly, or whispering filthy things in his ear?

he secretly craves those moments where he doesn’t have to be in charge.

he wouldn’t admit it outright—his pride and ego wouldn’t let him—but when it happens, you’d notice how he melts under your touch, totally undone by the role reversal. and the next day? he’d play it cool like it never happened, though you might catch that little smirk when he remembers how much he loved it.

e = experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

he’s fucking experienced

but he was like those rock stars that only cared about how they felt, not their partner

so you’d have to talk with him about it

he knows what he’s doing and he fucking loves it honestly

f = favorite position (this goes without saying)

doggy style

axl would love the raw, unfiltered intensity of this position. 

it gives him a chance to be rough (if you’re into that), grip your hips, and lose himself in the moment.

plus, he’d get a perfect view of you, which he’d definitely appreciate

g = goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

he’s pretty serious

he’s a pretty dominant person that takes sex to a whole other level

and that level doesn’t include any joking around

h = hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

i think he’s like a go-bald-once-a-month kinda guy

he lets it grow out and shaves it the first of every month

and you find it hilarious how on schedule he is

yes…he’s ginger down there too

but it’s honestly so light

and guys…it’s lowkey so smooth down there

like when he grows it out…

it’s like…silk

OKAY I’M SORRY I’M DONE

i = intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

he’s really into the moment if that makes sense

he’s never too romantic

he’s very cocky and he always makes these snarky comments about how good at fucking you he is lmfao

but uhm…he can be funny

in his own way

he likes to talk in this very literal, big worded way

here's an example

you're really enjoying that, aren't you? i'm completely immersed in this experience with you, and it's incredibly exhilarating

he normally does this when he’s drunk but sometimes he’ll just…do it

and it’s fucking hilarious

j = jack off (masturbation headcannon)

oohhhh yeah

this man loves jacking off

he did it A LOT before you

but he’s cut down

but he really only jacks off to things that have something to do with you

k = kink (one or more of their kinks)

as mentioned before, he’s just so fucking dominant

BUT as also mentioned, he also has a thing for being submissive

he’s a switch (fight me if you disagree)

teasing

he’s evil with it too

he never stops teasing

denial

he never gives you a break man. how the fuck do you do it?

dirty talk god

he degrades, teases, praises

oh jesus he’s a kink god this list could go on forever

light bdsm

spanking, light restraints, and other forms of controlled pain

but nothing too painful

voyeurism

he likes the idea of being watched while he fucks you

he’s a show off

impact play

spanking, slapping, or using other implements (like paddles or whips)

but again, not very hard

power dynamics (master/slave)

it would play out in verbal commands, physical restraint, and possibly obedience

sensory play

blindfolds, restraints, or even sound-depriving methods (like headphones) to heighten other senses

l = location (favorite places to do the do)

he will take you anywhere

he doesn’t have a favourite

i mean you’re still you no matter where you are

but if he was being held at gunpoint and he had to pick?

he’d say in one of his bandmates beds

he thrives off of the risk it serves

and the bed forever being seen as “the bed we fucked on while blank wasn’t here”

m = motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

oh god anything

like anything

it’s just a constant hard on when he’s around you

n = no (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

he wouldn’t put you in excruciating pain

total submission

i couldn’t see him completely being at your mercy

o = oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

prefers receiving

because they’re quick, easy, and they feel amazing

but he’s up to eat you out at any time

he just prefers getting a blowjob

p = pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

he is so rough it’s deadly

i don’t think this man has ever gone slow in his life

he’s like the definition of go big or go home

even when he’s blackout drunk

q = quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

he loves em

they fit well into his schedule

especially because he loves fucking you as much as possible

like he’ll take you during soundcheck, before the show, after the show, in the tour bus bathroom

ANYWHERE ANYTIME FOR ANY DURATION HE’S HAPPY

r = risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

he is big on taking risks

he’s never not taking a risk

he fucks you in the riskiest places ever

and he doesn’t care

he loves the thrill

and he’s totally up to experiment

he’d honestly do anything you ask

s = stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

4 rounds 30 minutes give or take

i could see him being like really used up after the first round but being so obsessed with you that he doesn’t want to stop

t = toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

never had them for himself

doesn’t have any for you

like you have ONE

and you use it when he’s not there (in which he doesn’t know)

cause he can get a bit jealous

u = unfair (how much they like to tease)

he’s fucking terrible honestly

he will gladly take 10 minutes of his time teasing the shit outta you

he’s an ass

v = volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

he’s really loud

like neighbours could file a noise complaint loud

you like that, don’t you?

don’t make me wait (even though he makes you wait SO LONG)

i’m gonna take you slow (LIAR)

beg for me

do you feel me? you should (COCKY)

i could do this all night

let me show you how much i want you

i can’t get enough of you, it’s like i need you

i love hearing you moan for me

mm... you’re so tight, fuck (spoken with this throaty growl)

shit... i’m so deep in you... mmh…

ahh... right there, baby, just like that…

mmh... you like that, don’t you? Fuck...

mmh, so fucking perfect...

w = wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

axl once got super into the moment and tried to pull off one of those dramatic, slow, intense moves, but instead, he miscalculated and ended up rolling off the bed entirely, landing in a heap on the floor.

he just laid there for a second, blinking in disbelief, before cracking up.

you were laughing too, and he sheepishly said, “guess that was my big entrance, huh?” 

from then on, you two couldn’t help but giggle every time you tried to get all serious in bed.

x = x-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

he’s low key packing

7.5 inches, i couldn’t say anything otherwise

he doesn’t have a whole lot of girth

but that doesn’t mean he has none

y = yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

HIGH.

i think i’ve said enough.

z = zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

i think it really depends on how much he uses himself

i’d say on average, 15 minutes

Dezi (Desi) was Izzy’s jailbait girlfriend in ‘84-‘85 and probably early ‘86 (rumours are that Geffen who were considering signing GnR weren’t happy that she was under 18).

She worked on Sunset Strip as an exotic dancer and choreographer and would dance on stage with GnR usually when they played a cover of The Stones’ classic Jumpin’ Jack Flash.