—I had decided on this wonderful sunday morning to go visit my best friends, the guys in guns n roses, but it was only when i got there that i realized that the only person home was slash. Ive known him the longest, a couple years now, which is why i was curious as to the reason he was here. And not out yonder with everybody else. I mean, izzys out and slash is still here.
I had a set of keys to their apartment and id let myself in to find slash laying on the couch on his stomach, one hand brushing the ground, the other i cant see. Seeing him asleep, i lifted one eyebrow and slammed the door. He just snored. So i walk into the kitchen and fill a glass with some water and pour it on his bare back. He didnt move but i heard a groan and the hand that was brushing the floor moved up to touch the water on his back.
"Dude," he whined, rolling over. "Why?"
I shrugged, sitting down on his thighs. His sits up and wraps his arms around my waist, putting his face in my shoulder. Slash and i have always had a decently flirty relationship and i knew how i felt but aside from a few kisses in heated moments, i knew that was all that would ever really happen and that was as far as our relationship would go.
We ended up laying across the sectional sofa we'd all collectively bought a couple months back. I was on the shorter end, my head next to his as he lay across the other side as smokey and the bandit played on the tv.
"Slash?" my voice was mostly muffled by the pillow half my face was squished into.
"Im bored. Wanna makeout?" i asked jokingly. He was laying on his back, tossing a tennis ball in the air and catching it and as a response, he threw the ball at me which hit my thigh. I grabbed the ball and threw it back blindly which elicited a hiss through his teeth and a groan from him.
"No i dont wanna make out, now that you sacked me," he grumbled back, throwing the ball somewhere else. "Wanna play rummy?" he asked after a minute, flipping on his stomach to face me.
"Sure, im gonna kick your ass though, babe," i taunted as i got up to grab the cards from the counter.
"Not a chance, pretty baby," he flirted back as he swung a leg over to sit with one on the floor and pull the coffee table over.
Over to the next hour, the two of us tossed flirty insults and competitive teases. Wewe have played six rounds so far and we've both won three rounds. This one is supposed to be the tie breaker.
"Get ready to lose, fuckhead," i laugh as i look through my cards. I pick up the entire discard pile and lay down sets of cards, watching as he looks more and more annoyed by the second. And finally, i discard a two of hearts.
He groans loudly, throwing his cards onto the table. A slew of curses followed is he fell back against the couch with his hands over his face. "210 points, babydoll. I thought there wasnt a chance of me winning?" i tease.
Slash crossed his arms, a pout taking over his face as he refused to acknowledge me at all.
"What is is gonna take to get you to stop fucking sulking? you big ass baby," i lean forward wrapping my arms around his leg that was pulled up, resting my chin on his knee.
He sits up on his elbow, thinking for a minute before smirking. "A blowjob," he shrugged his shoulders, happy with his response before adding, "but ill settle for a kiss."
"Deal," i hum easily, sitting up onto my knees and leaning my hands next to his body below his outstretched arms. His hands were on my waist, keeping me from falling until i was steady on my hand and then his hand pressed my head forward to catch my lips in a kiss that was supposed to be sweet. And it was until the hand slid down to my cheek and his thumb pressed onto my chin to open my mouth so his tongue could brush against mine.
Eventually i pulled away after getting tired of not being able to touch him. "Im hungry," i mumble against his lips.
"Ill take you out, cmon," his whispered back, his hand smacked my ass and i rolled my eyes and climbed off of him. After i pulled my converse on and laced them up i turned around but slash was closer than i thought. "Dude i am so fucking screwed," he told me, grabbing my hands when i reached them out to him.
"Why?"
"Cause ive got the biggest fucking crush on you," he mumbled, pulling me closer.
"Good, cause ive also got the biggest fucking crush on you too," i pull him back in to kiss me.
