Izzy Stradlin X Fem!reader

Axl Rose Xfem!reader

warnings: smut

words:826

The music was loud, vibrating against the soles of your shoes that bounced against the hardwood floor. The disco ball spun above you, the light ricocheting of the walls, smoke filled the air and your lungs. Your best friend was dancing wildly in front of you, your back pressed to some girl who's hands held you tightly by the waist, your best friend moved closer and placed her hands on your shoulders. The three of you moved in sync, you could feel the eyes of the others around you.

Some looked on in disgust but most looked on in lust, especially Axl. He knew his eyes should be on his girlfriend, your best friend. But he found them wandering to you, letting his eyes roam your body. He had to readjust himself multiple times at the sight of your thick ass pressed tightly to someone's body, he had the urge to replace her with himself but he knew that would cause a shit fight.

"You're looking at the wrong girl" slash tutted, his own eyes drank in your outfit. Neither of the boys could keep their eyes off you, the way your tight black dress hugged every curve of your smooth body. "She's so fucking hot!".

Axl nods in agreement, he can't find the words to say. He's so obsessed with you right now, he can't look away. He's imagining the way you taste, the way you feel, the way you would moan his name when he filled your tight cunt with his cock. "I gotta ask her to dance" slash states, Axl hand is quick to grasp his wrist. Pulling him back down onto the couch, with one look Slash nods understanding you had been marked, even if he already has a girlfriend. No one was to touch Axl Rose's girl.

Your best friend pulls away, holding her hand to her mouth.

Eyes wide she darts out of the crowd, you follow closely behind. You find yourself in the bathroom holding her hair back as she throws her insides up into a ceramic bowl. "I feel like shit".

You let out a laugh and grab a cloth, running it under the cold water you bring it over to your best friend and dab her face. "Let's get you to bed yeah?" She nods and lets you walk her out of the bathroom and down a hall, moments later you're tucking her into Axl's bed and heading back to the party.

Your back on the dance floor, throwing back your drink and getting back into the music. You don't take notice when a body stands behind you, strong hands pulling you close.

You're used to people dancing on you, with you. You didn't mind the attention, you just liked to dance and let loose.

"You look so fucking sexy".

Your heart skips a beat and you're quick to put the voice to the face, his breath is hot on the tip of your ear. You know you should pull away but you let him flatten his palm to your stomach, helping you move your hips against his. "Do you know how fucking hard it's been for me to watch you and not touch you?"

You shake your head, his hands brush down the length of your arms. Lacing his fingers with yours only to pull them up and around his neck, the angle gives him a nice view down your dress. His cock hardens even more within his leather pants , he presses himself tighter against you. You can feel him between your ass cheeks, subconsciously you bend just slightly.

"Naughty girl" he groans, holding tightly onto your waist. He slips one hand up the length of your stomach and palms your breast over your dress, a soft moan slips from your lips. "You like me touching you?"

"Please Ax... I like it" your voice is too quiet over the sound of the music but your body is answering his question. Your hands slip from his neck, bending over even more and placing your hands to your knees.

He clenches his jaw, he could slip his cock out and fuck you right here, infront of everyone. Give them a real good show, let them see your heavy tits bounce as he pounds you on the dance floor. "So desperate for me sweet girl" he chuckles, his fingers lock around your hair and pull you up straight, a sharp sting runs down the back of your neck. He presses your body against his own. He begins walking you out of the dance floor, only a few eyes on the two of you. slash watches on in jealousy, imagining himself behind you instead. "Erin is in your room" you find yourself saying as he walks the two of you down the hall you had been down not too long ago, his chuckle is deep and it vibrates against your back. "Did you hear-"

"I heard you"

He opens the door to his room and pushes you inside, your eyes falling to your best friend who's passed out in the bed.

The dim light from the lamp in the corner casts a shadow of the two of you over her sleeping frame.

You turn quickly but meet his chest, he grips your jaw tightly and your eyes widen at the harshness. "You want to be a slut and let me touch you on the dance floor... well you can be a good little slut and let me fuck you next to your best friend".

You grip his wrist and pull, he chuckles again and pushes you towards the bed, the back of your knees hit the bed and you use all your strength in your calves to stop yourself from falling onto the mattress.

"Are you going to be a good girl?"

Your mind is racing, you've wanted to fuck Axl since you met him. You've always wanted to be in your best friend's shoes, you wanted Axl for yourself. But you let her have him because she called dibs first. "Answer me"

"Yes... I'll be a good girl"

"That's what I thought"

His lips are on yours before you can change your mind, his tongue slipping between your open mouth. Your arms wrap around his neck and pull him closer, he tastes the way you expect him to. Whiskey and cigarettes, it's intoxicating. You can't get enough of him, he also can't get enough of you. His hands are roaming your body, squeezing and kneading the flesh of your hips. In one swift movement he yanks the top of your dress down, your breasts spill out in an almost slow motion movement. "So fucking perfect".

He grabs a handful and kneads, pinching and rubbing your hardened nipple between his fingers. Your back arches pushing your chest closer to him, his mouth envelopes your nipple. "Oh fuck"

Your legs turn to jelly and your bum hits the mattress, your body frozen as your best friend turns in her sleep. Axl doesn't let up his assaults on your tits, his face buried between the two. Your heart is racing, scared she will wake up and catch the two of you. "Don't worry about her... look at me".

You turn your head, he slips his shirt over his head. Your fingers are running down the length of his stomach, staring at his hard pecs. "Like what you see?"

"So much. I like it so fucking much"

His palm meets your throat and he pulls up from the bed.

"Shit.. I knew I should have fucked you when I met you"

He drops his hand from your throat and steps back, unzipping his shorts as his eyes roam your body. You're not sure where this new found confidence comes from, you're pushing the thought of your best friend to the back of your mind. Stepping over you sit on the ottoman at the end of the bed, scootching back just enough.

"What are you doing?" He questions, he's standing naked and proud in front of you.

Watching every movement you make, his cock is hard and bobbing as he steps towards you. "Touch me".

You part your knees dropping your legs wide, his eyes zone in on your wet pussy. "Fucking hell".

He can't believe the sight in front of him, he's sure he's died and gone to heaven. Your pussy is perfect, arousal leaks from your tight hole. He drops to his knees in front of you when you reach down and spread your lips for him, his hand gripping your wrist before you can push a finger in. "Your going to fucking kill me".

He's breathing in the scent of your cunt, pressing the palms of his hands to the back of your thighs and pushing them to your chest. Your breasts pressed tightly against your legs, both holes staring him in the face. You clench when he flattens his tongue out and runs it up the length of your pussy. "Holy fucking... SHIT!" You cry out, head thrown back as he devours your pussy. He's sucking hard on your clit, pushing two of his large fingers inside of your hole. "Oh god Ax... so fucking good.. yes oh yes just like that!"

He pushes in a third finger, spreading you wide for him. Your arousal coats his lips and hands, it's everywhere, you're making such a mess on him. His cock is throbbing, pre cum stains the floor, his fingers are pounding in and out of you with such force your back hits the mattress and causes your

best friend to stir again. "Yes yes oh yes harder.. fuck! Ax I need your cock. please please give me your cock" your begging, tears are spilling from your eyes.

"Such a needy little slut... can't be patient can you"

"No no I can't Axl, please... I need you"

With one swift moment he's pulling you down onto his cock, he's stretching you wide. An almost burning sensation hits you but is quickly swept away with the rough thrust of his hips. He wraps an arm around your waist and brings you up to the bed, your eyes meeting your best friends closed ones.

"Look at me"

His hips thrust deep and hard, your brain feels like it's floating in water "I said look at me!"

He grabs your chin and pulls your head, you stare up at him as he fucks you into the mattress. You reach up to hold onto his shoulder blades "fuck Ax... you feel so good".

"That's it sweet girl... taking my cock so well. Your pussy is mine. Do you understand me? Mine... your mine."

"I'm yours Ax....only yours.."

"That's right... fucking your best friends boyfriend hmm, how are you gonna tell her? How are you gonna tell her l only want this pussy and not hers"

The bed shakes under you, your breasts pressed firmly against his chest. He pulls out of you and spins you around, nudging his knee between your legs. You lean down on your elbows and push your bum out for him, he slips back inside of you. "Should we wake her?"

You shake your head, biting down on your lip as he slips into you. His heavy balls hitting against your sensitive clit, he leans over you slightly leaving kisses on your back. "Go on...moan my name into her ear. Wake her up”

Again you shake your head, his fingers pull at your hair until your back meets his chest, one hand palms your breast while the other toys with your clit. "Come on baby girl... I can feel your sweet little cunt clenching around me.. you close?"

"Mhmm"

Your cock drunk, arousal soaks your inner thighs and the bed. The sound of your skin slapping fills the room and your gobsmacked it hasn't woken her up yet, you can't hold onto your moans anymore. He's pounding your sweet post so hard you're sure you'll squirt. "Fuck your doing so well.. a little louder".

Your toes are curling, body sweating, the familiar white spots appear in your vision. The butterflies in your belly are fighting hard, you are squeezing so tight around him he pushes you back down onto the bed.

Pressing the side of your face into the mattress as you cum around him. Your screams and moans are muffled by the duvet, your body shakes as he chases his relief. He's quick to pull out of you and cum on your ass, clenching your hips as he jerks the last of his cum out.

Your body trembles as your orgasm begins to fade and the realization of what just happened settles in, you notice your hand is holding onto your best friend's leg and she still hasn't woken.

"What the fuck did I just do".

A/N: i never know who to write about anymore

slash xfem!reader reader is Axl's gf

warnings:smut,cheating

words:196

This was so wrong. Your head was cloudy from the alcohol and the music bumping off the walls from the party going on. You looked at yourself in the mirror of the bathroom. Tits spilling out of the tiny pink dress, maybelline lipgloss smeared, face completely fucked out. You couldn’t think straight as your boyfriend’s best friend was demolishing your pussy. You don’t even remember how it got to this, besides Axl was being an asshole from the minute you arrived at the party mixed in with a few shots of Vodka with Duff

“What would Axl think that his girlfriend is getting her shit pounded in by his best friend?” slash's tone, condescending as he pulled all the way out making you whine from the loss of contact. “And acting like a slut when I pull out.” He laughed.

“slash please..” You whimpered pathetically.

His large hand came to your throat, squeezing it tightly as he slammed back into you with full force. Thick dick filling your soaked hole once again making your tummy feel funny. “slash please.” He mocked you like the asshole he was. You loved it though. He put you in check, unlike Axl who would guilt trip you and storm off. He looked so fucking good too. top hat still on his head, shirt lifted up to expose those toned abs as he thrusted into.

“I knew you were a little bimbo slut the moment Axl started dating you. Running around in all those tiny skirts with your ass hanging out. Drooling on a fucking sucker while you bat those pretty eyelashes. You have no idea what you do to me.” His voice making your clench his cock.

“Keep that shit up you are gonna make me blow my load inside you.”

First slash fic how is it

keith richards x younger! fem reader

warnings:smut..(obviously)

words:312

He’s not controlling at all! He trusts you, he just doesn’t trust anyone else. Especially your annoying and bitchy friend who makes comments about how you’re “too young to be locked down.” It made his teeth grind, she made his teeth grind. He didn’t trust her, and he didn’t want her to corrupt your perfect mind.

After attempting to convince you for an hour to not go, trying things like asking you nicely to full blown on his knees begging, he decided to take a different approach

He had you pressed against the door, basically sitting against his face and his arms are wrapped under your thighs to limit your movement. You try to push him away, letting out choked gasps as he just pulled you closer. His strong grip left you defenseless, gripping onto his hair and the wall as his nose brushed against your clit and tongue pushed into your weeping hole.

He’s messy, face soaked from tears and your juices, big eyes staring up at you, so puffy and wet. His little hiccups as he sucks on your clit make you pout, “ke-keith, breathe baby—“ he cuts you off with a hum as he shakes his head ‘no’, more tears gathering in his eyes. Do you not want him? Is that why you’re so eager to leave?

He has no choice but to eat you out until you’re slumped over, babbling incoherent words as he draws another orgasm out of you. It’s now you who’s crying, your body feeling so weak and your ears constantly ringing. keith weakly licked at your sore pussy, making you twitch with every drag of his tongue.

He pulls away, tears dried against his face and the sadness replaced with cocky smirk as he allows you to lean on him for support. “Still feel like going out babe?”

I write alot of smut so i think im js gonna write that

and first keith one-shot how is it?

posting my first one-shot tomorrow abt izzy stradlin xfem!reader

its smut and i hope yall like it , it was my first time writing

And can yall tell me if yall want smut,fluff or angst with anyone and ill try my best to write it

byee xoxo

ngl...i might just post another izzy stradlin one-shot agin because no one really writes for him..what should it be like smut,fluff,angst ? (who else should i write for ?)

Axl Rose x fem!reader

warnings:Smut

words:75

" Ax 's too much.." you squirmed as you feel his pace getting faster it brings pleasure to you but at the same time you are suffering from overstimulation.

"stop complaining so much" he remarked as he removed your hand from his stomach as you tried to slow him down by pushing him.

His groans grow louder all you can do is enjoy this. You do love when Axl takes his anger out of you dicking you down to this mattress like he wouldn't worry about you after this.

look at me finally postingggg.

not much but i'll post one thats wayyy longer tomorrow who should it be about?

Izzy stradlin X fem!reader

warnings: smut,cheating

words:325

Your best friend was passed out right next to you, drunk off too many glasses. She had always been a heavy sleeper and it had annoyed you how hard she was to wake up. That was before you had her boyfriend’s huge dick inside you. It almost hurt how big he was, stretching your cunt out as his massive hands guided your hips up and down.

“That’s a good little slut. How does that big dick feel?” izzy's voice low as he looked at you with hazel eyes that were completely darkened. You knew this was wrong, you were being a terrible terrible friend. This man though had a chokehold on you though.

“So-.. so big.” You whimpered, your pussy soaking his cock.

Chucking darkly, he slid his hands down to your bare ass. “I’m about to show you how big your best friend’s boyfriend’s dick is.” He whispered, holding you tightly as he started to thrust up into you. You wanted to scream, his massive length hitting your sweet spot with each thrust. You bit your lower lip, tucking your head into his neck as he leaned in towards your ear. “Fucking you raw right next to your best friend. Hmm.. she doesn’t even get that.”

His words were dirty. Wrong as you should feel, all you could think about was how you were about to cum all over his dick. If your best friend didn’t hear the sounds of skin slapping and heavy breathing, she was sure to hear the sounds of your wet cunt.

“I’m a-about.. to cum.” You moan into his neck with a whine to your voice as this man had no signs of slowing down. His pants in your ear, low growls had you clenching down onto his cock.

"You might have to tell your best friend that you are knocked up with my baby.” izzy's voice still in your ear as you felt his cum shoot inside you.

The may I can only write when im bored and its mosly smut😭 but i have keith richards smut in my notes should i post it?

Mick Jagger x fem!reader

warnings:smut

words:596

It’s hot. Sickeningly so. The humid air renders your skin clammy, the thin material of your floral sundress practically glued the the dampness of your thighs. The feeling of mick’s warm breath on your neck doesn’t help you feel any cooler, either, but with his hands nestled between your legs, you find it hard to mind.

“Oh, God — you’re so lovely,” He murmurs, his lips wet on the slither of space behind your ear. He touches you expertly, his index and middle finger scissoring you open, his thumb rubbing firmly over your clit.

All you can do is whimper in response, your back arching up from the fabric of the backseats of the truck. Your breasts press up to his chest, nipples hard through your pretty little dress. One of your arms is wrapped around his broad back, keeping him held close, keeping his face nuzzled into your neck.

“mick.” You mewl, eyelashes wet with pleased tears. He’s so close, his hips flush with yours, the hardness of his erection pushing into your hipbone. The skirt of your outfit is around your waist, the fabric damp from the slickness trickling down from between your thighs

“I know, baby, I know.” Your boyfriend whispers, letting out his own, soft grunt. The sun beats down through the window, “I got you, I promise.” mick adds, peppering kisses down the column of your throat. His hips roll down against yours, his fingers not giving up their pace as he prods at your sensitive spot over and over and over. He thumbs over your throbbing clit, a pleased sound slipping past his lips as you grow slicker around him.

You moan, unashamed, eyes fluttering shut. Your nails dig into his shoulder through the material of his silk shirt. Your walls clench around his fingers, sucking him in, your tummy tight and desperate for an orgasm. “Fuck — please. Please, mick, please, please.”

His mouth moves from your neck, his arched nose rubbing over your jaw. His lips drag up your chin, then to the corner of your mouth, leaving trails of wet. When he finally kisses you, it’s messy, your lower face tainted with spit. Your teeth clash, noses bumping, micks’ tongue rubbing over yours.

It’s not long before he has you cumming around his fingers, the two digits rubbing right over your g-spot, the pad of his thumb tugging on your reddened clit. Your head tips back onto the seat as you finish, eyes shut, lips swollen and parted in a silent wail of joy.

mick withdrawals his fingers after a moment with a slick sound. He leans back onto his heels, his knees planted on on the seats, the backs of your thighs draped over the front of his. “Fuckin christ,” he murmurs, his eyes glued to your cunt.

He uses both thumbs to spread you apart, and he sucks in a sharp breath. Your hole twitches, wet and leaking, still fluttering in the aftermath of your orgasm. He chews on his bottom lip, the highs of his cheeks tinged pink from both the heat and the lust pouding through his veins.

Your cheeks burn with embarrassment, and the desire to clench your legs shut washes over you. He’s practically drooling, his thumbs keeping you spread, his brows furrowed as he stares down at your pussy. For a moment, he doesn’t move. Then, in a short movement, he leans in closer, and spits.

You jerk at the sudden feeling, a little whimper leaving your lips. His salvia dribbles down over your raw clit, then down to your hole, all the while mick watches with his hungry gaze. “Your poor little pussy.” He whispers, his amber eyes flickering up the length of your body until they meet yours.

“Does it hurt?” He asks in a mutter, his eyes not leaving yours as he reaches down. He unbuckles his belt with one hand, the metal clanking loudly throughout the small space of the backseats. Meanwhile, his other hand reaches for you once more, spreading his spit all over your bare sex.

You shake your head, chewing on your bottom lip. “Doesn’t hurt, micky.” Your chest is heaving, brain still a little fuzzy from the orgasm, and the feeling of his fingers dragging over your slicked folds. You reach down to hitch your dress higher around your waist, the thin straps falling down the slopes of your shoulders ever so slightly.

“Good.” mick says, a smile cracking over his lips. He finishes undoing his belt and tosses it aside, and it lands with a clunk in the footwell. His big hands fumble to tug down his bell bottoms, and he leans in close once more.

“You’re lovely.” He tells you again, his voice soft.his breath warm on your mouth.

You giggle at the compliment, rolling your hips up towards him. You take in a sharp breath when you feel him bare and leaking against you. “You’re wonderful.” You reply softly, hands coming up to cradle either side of his face, your thumbs brushing over his cheeks .

And with that he’s pushing into you, slowly, and working you open. His cock wedges perfectly within you, your walls tight and warm and welcoming. he lets out a strained grunt, his head dropping down to rest in the space between your full breasts.

“O-oh, s- sh-hit, .” You whine, back arching. Your legs wrap around his waist, the heels of your feet digging into the small of his back. Your body’s are both slick with perspiration, the windows of the truck fogged up from the heat within.

“fuck.” He says with a heavy breath. His hands come up to tug down the top of your summer dress, exposing your pretty tits. Without a moment of hesitation, his lips come down to wrap around a pink nipple. “Fuckin’ perfect, ” He mumbles against your warm skin, hips rocking against yours.

You moan once more, insides clenching tight around the length of him. he pulls out, almost all the way, before he’s slamming back into you, the roughness of his pubic hair rubbing over your sensitive skin.

While his mouth works on one nipple, his fingers play with the other, tugging and twisting. His thrusts within you are echoed by wet smacks, slickness coating the both of you and the backseat under the curve of your ass.

“Feels good.” You tell him, voice breaking as you take in a shaking breath. Your hands run down the length of his muscled back, pulling pathetically where his silk shirt is tucked into his bell bottoms.

“I know, honey. Can feel that tight cunt clenching around me.” mick mutters , letting out a sound that’s halfway between a chuckle and a low grunt. His lips move up from your puffy nipples to the column of your throat, littering your skin with wet, bruising love bites.

For a few minutes, you revel in each other’s bodies. mick’ hands travel all over the expanse of your body, his lips not far behind, his cock making brutal work of abusing your warm insides. A harmony of your soft moans and his grunts fill the truck, the whole thing rocking beneath you with the force of his thrusts.

After a while, you’re unsure if you can take it anymore. Soft sobs leave your swollen lips, your head tilted back, forehead and neck sticky with your sweat. You’re gasping for breaths, your used pussy tightening around him with each passing moment. “Fuck — I’m close.” You confess in a broken whisper, eyes glassy with tears.

mick let’s out a shuddering breath. His hand clenches by the side of your head, the tendons and veins beneath his skin flexing with the movement. His face comes up to meet yours once more, away from your breasts. “You can cum, pretty. I’m not gonna stop you.” He murmurs, pressing his lips to yours.

With his cock deep within you, his mouth warm on yours, you orgasm once more. A soft cry leaves your lips, the sound vibrating through him. mick feels you tighten impossibly more, pussy spasming and milking him for all he’s worth.

mick curses, and for a second, you think he’s gonna finish inside you. Before you have chance to protest, he’s swiftly pulling out of you, his big hand flying to run over his reddened cock.

“Fuck, fuck — lemme finish on your tits.” He moans, tugging down your sundress to expose even more of your supple skin. He jerks himself off, eyes glued to your stretched out, sore, pussy, a chorus of grunts leaving his mouth.

“Please, cum. I want you to cum on me, mick, I need to see you —”

He doesn’t last any longer. With a high-pitched sound, that you’d describe as a whimper, he finishes, his eyes fluttering shut. The sun shining through the back window illuminates your skin perfectly, where warm, sticky ropes of semen coat your pretty breasts.

mick cracks his eyes open. Neither of you say anything, instead just catching your breath. After a moment, his fingers come down, swiping his cum over your tits. Without words, he’s saying ‘you’re all mine.’

A/N : This was major dookie 

I made a meme

Izzy stradlin X fem!reader

words:838

warnings:none..?

You and the band are backstage hanging out after a show. You're with your boyfriend Izzy, talking about what y'all are gonna do when the tour's over.

You and Izzy met two years ago before Guns N' Roses got famous. You were hanging out with your friends at a bar when you had to use the bathroom. As you were turning the corner, Izzy bumped into you. Izzy never believed in love at first sight, but when he saw you, he swore he felt his heart beat faster. He immediately wanted to know you, so he introduced himself and asked for your number. You gave it to him, and the next morning, he called to meet up. After a few weeks of hanging out, he asked you out and later introduced you to the band. Everyone in the band loved you as you were a breath of fresh air, different from the groupies that always tried to pave their way into their lives. Except for Axl, that is. Axl loves you in a friend way, of course, but sometimes he feels like you're always taking Izzy's time away from the band.

Back to now. As you and Izzy are talking, you get thirsty. "Izzy, I'm gonna go get a drink. I'll be back," you say softly, so softly that he wouldn't have caught it if y'all weren't close. Izzy nods his head and in a soft tone replies, "Alright, baby, don't take long, okay? Longer than two minutes, and I'm finding you." You laugh, "Okay, Iz."

You head to the beverage table and grab a Coke and a water bottle. As you walk back to Izzy, you notice that Axl is talking to him, so you sit silently next to Izzy, drinking your Coke and smiling at Axl, waiting for him to finish. Axl nods his head to you. "Izzy... can we go back to the hotel in 20 minutes?" you say softly, but Axl hears it and scoffs, "Really? Y'all barely hang out with us, and you want to leave already? You're a pushover, Y/N," Axl says, chuckling at the end.

Izzy looks at him, "What the fuck did you just say?" he asks in an angry low tone, getting protective over you. Axl smirks, "I said your girlfriend's a pushover, that's what I said." You look at Axl, hurt. You didn't think you were a pushover. Then you think about all the times when Izzy would stay home when he was supposed to meet up with the band but stayed home because you asked. "Am I a pushover?" you think.

Izzy stands up, and so does Axl. Izzy gets in Axl's face. "Don't," Izzy says as he pushes Axl back. As Axl stumbles back a little, Izzy pushes him again. "Ever call her a pushover. She isn't, and you know that shit." The rest of the guys look over, confused, and stand up in case a fight breaks out. Slash comes up to you and grabs your arm. "Hey, come over here," Slash says, taking your hand and standing in front of you a bit, not wanting anything to happen to you.

Axl chuckles a little, "Come on, Iz... you know I'm joking. I wouldn't disrespect her for real." Izzy shakes his head. "Fuck you, you shouldn't even be joking about shit to begin with," he says as he storms off and slams the door.

Everyone goes silent. Axl looks at you, "Y/N, you know I was messing around, right? I didn't mean that, and if it made you upset, I'm sorry. I didn't know he was gonna blow up like that," he says in a sincere tone.

You look at him and shake your head. "No, it's alright... it was just a joke," you say, giving him a light smile, not really knowing what else to say. You look at the guys and say, "Bye." Slash is still holding your hand and squeezes it softly as he says goodbye. You hurry out of the room to look for Izzy. You see him in the corner smoking a cigarette.

He sees you and walks up to you, kissing you softly on the lips. "Hey, baby. I'm sorry for leaving you in there. I just had to leave before I did something I'd regret in front of you. You okay? He didn't say anything after I left, did he?" he says lowly. You can tell he's still angry but trying to suppress it.

You gently grab his face. "No, baby, he didn't say anything to me, only that he was sorry." Izzy listens to you, nods his head slowly, and looks you in the eye. "You know I would never let anything happen to you, okay?" he says as he presses his forehead against yours and kisses you passionately. You smile, "Yeah, I know, baby," as you lean into him. He wraps his arms around you and rocks you back and forth. "Let's go home now," Izzy says and kisses your cheek.

an: this is the first story ive written that wasnt smut...character improvement i guess. anywho please rate this because idk how to feel about it😭 OH!! and im posting a smut later abt izzy bcs he won on the poll thing