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Cold Turkey	By : Anatoma1 Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Guns N' Roses Views: 1745 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I don't know Slash nor Axl Rose/Guns N' Roses and I do not profit from these writings.

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„Where is he?“

Slash heard Axl’s voice from somewhere far away. Duff was saying something but he couldn’t understand a word. Slowly he opened his eyes and noticed that he was lying in his bed, surrounded by complete darkness. He looked at his alarm clock. 2:15 am. How long must he have been lying there? It felt like weeks, since he decided to stop doing drugs cold turkey. There was no other way he could do this, because going to rehab has always been his worst nightmare. Apart from that he used to quit after a few days and started using again, mostly because he couldn’t stand the people in there. He wanted to be at home, where he lived with his friends. He wanted them to be around him, the people, who actually know him and care about him. But right now he just wanted to die. He was dizzy, had a massive headache, he was so sick he couldn’t even drink water, even less eating something. It was cold, he shivered, and wondered if this will ever stop. Lots of people told him that this is like going through hell, but never in his wildest dreams he thought of how bad it actually would be. But putting himself into it, he just had to pull it through.

Just when he was about to fall asleep again, the door to his bedroom was slowly opened and Slash recognized a familiar face, which was slightly illuminated by the beam of light, which shined into his room now. Slash blinked and recognized Axl, who was slowly coming towards his bed. He bended over and Slash thought to himself how awful he must look like when he noticed Axl’s concerned face. “How are you?” Axl whispered and took his hand. It was very worm, Slash probably had a temperature too. Slash was so touched and surprised by this gesture, that in that moment Axl took his hand, he was done. Tears streamed down his face and he didn’t even try to wipe them away. “I can’t…” he whispered. His mouth was dry and he thought that he had probably lost his voice too. Axl sighed and nodded. “Wait, I’ll be right there.” With these words he went out of the room to come back in a few minutes with a glass of water and one of his own shirts, because he wouldn’t be able to find one of Slash’s in the darkness of his room. Axl sat down beside him and with a painful moan Slash managed to sit up a bit to try to drink water. “Just take little sips, that’s better.” Slash nodded and looked at Axl while he put his lips to the glass and drank. He wondered how caring Axl could be when he was faced with the problems and consequences of drug abuse. They hadn’t much to do with each other for the last few weeks, because Axl was just sick of being around him when he was high. Axl took the glass and put it on the bedstand. He held up his shirt “Put this on!” He raised Slash’s hands, pulled his sweaty shirt over his head and quickly put his one on. Slash fell back into the bed and covered his eyes with his hand. He felt like it’s getting worse. “Don’t worry, you’ll be fine.” He suddenly felt Axl’s body next to him and his gentle whisper in his ear made him shiver. Oh God, now I’m totally freaked out, he thought to himself. Axl stroke over his face and his hair and pulled him closer. No matter how many fights they had in the last few weeks, Axl would still be there. Slash sighed and buried his head into Axl’s neck. A warm wave was sent through his body when Axl’s hand wandered down his back. This was exactly what he needed. No reproaches, no empty words, just his best friend being there for him, when he needed him the most. “Mmhh… you smell good…” Slash mumbled against Axl’s neck and while he slowly was about to doze off he could hear Axl’s laugh close to his ear. “And you feel good…” Slash smiled – even in this situation they could wind themselves up. Instinctively they snuggled closer and fell asleep.

Two hours later Axl was suddenly woken up by Slash tossing and turning around in his sleep. Drowsy he reached out for him and tried to wake him. “Hey… Slash, wake up, you’re having a fucking nightmare!” Slash snapped his eyes open and panted for air. “Oh god, I can’t take this anymore…” Softly Axl touched his shoulder and pulled him down to the bed again. He put his arms around Slash’s body and wiped his hair out of his face. “You can… it’s gonna get better…” Slash held on to him and tried to calm down. “Shhh, I’m here” he heard Axl whisper in his hair. Axl’s warm embrace felt so good, he felt save and secure. He felt even… “Don’t breathe in my ear, it fucking turns me on!” Axl suddenly mumbled and tried to shift. Slash let out a surprising laugh, he knew Axl was always honest but he didn’t think he would go that far. Nevertheless he decided to have a little fun, as far as his situation allowed. “Sorry” he whispered but didn’t bother to change his position. He slowly let his hands wander down on Axl’s back and when he slightly scratched on the sides of his stomach, he could swear he heard Axl moan quietly. Or was he just hallucinating? He had no time to think about it, because the next thing he felt was Axl bending slightly over him and stroking his neck with his lips. They were warm and soft and his hot breath gave him goosebumps all over his body. Axl must have noticed because he stroke his hand over Slash’s chest and smiled. He felt Slash’s heart beating fast and was not sure if it was because of the withdrawal or because of Axl doing these things to him. “You ok?” he whispered barely hearable. All over sudden Slash felt it hard to think coherently. He swallowed and nodded. “Please… just… make me feel good…”

Now Axl couldn’t hold back a moan as he heard Slash’s voice close to his ear. ‘Oh God, I hope he didn’t hear that’ he thought. He couldn’t remember that one sentence turned him on that much, not even when the hottest girl said something like that. He literally had to hold himself back not to fall all over him. ‘What the fuck am I doing here? This is Slash, my friend and after all: a man!’ Thousands of thoughts dropped into his mind during this few seconds while Slash took Axl’s and his own shirt off. He urgently pulled Axl so close, slipped one leg between Axl’s legs and put some soft but determinate pressure on Axl’s cock. Axl’s breath speed up immediately, he forced himself not to rub himself against Slash’s leg, but damn it, it just felt so good, so he pushed a little forward. Just at the right time, Slash grabed his hair, pulled his head back and kissed him. It started as a soft and shy kiss, but as soon as Slash was sure that Axl wouldn’t hit him, he deepened it. Slash was surprised that Axl was such a good and gentle kisser, compared with his loud and sometimes harsh personality. “Wait!” All over sudden Axl pulled him away and lowered his head a little bit, trying to catch his breath not too obviously. ‘God, Slash kisses like he plays guitar…’

“What are we doing here?” He tried to look into Slash’s eyes but they were still closed, his mouth slightly open and his lips deeply red. Axl always thought Slash was beautiful, very special and much more emotional than any other man he knew. But he definitely never wanted to kiss him, this thought never came to his mind, no matter how drunk, lonely, happy or horny he was. “I don’t know… It just… feels so good…” Slash whispered against Axl’s mouth, ready to kiss him again and after one look at Slash’s lips, Axl caved in again and immediately they got more passionate. Axl digged his fingers into Slash’s hair and pressed his whole body against him, which, when feeling Axl’s errection, made Slash groan loudly. “Shhh, are you fucking crazy? Duff’s at home!” Axl snarled at him completely out of breath and Slash buried his head against Axl’s neck and tried to breath through his nose, which was absolutely impossible, because now he was feeling Axl’s hand wander down his belly and further down, ending with a firm stroke between his legs. “Shhh Slash please, shut the fuck up!” Axl hissed and didn’t move his hand until he could be sure that Slash would get himself together. In fact all he wanted to hear was Slash groaning with pleasure but the image in his head of Duff walking in on them was just horrible.

“Ok, now let’s see how much you can fucking control yourself!” With a quick and practiced motion, Slash flipped Axl over and positioned himself on top of him. His hair was coming down at the sides of his face as he looked down on Axl, who just smiled up to him and let his hand wander down Slash’s chest. He could feel Slash’s errection pushing against his own and when Slash started to move his hips back and forth, he swallowed hard and bit on his lip to suppress a moan, that was almost coming out. “Oh God…” He grabbed Slash’s head and hauled him down for a deep kiss. Now they threw themselves in completely, Axl’s nails scratched down Slash’s back and he only broke their kiss to catch his breath. The heat between his legs became unbearable, he tried to shift but Slash suddenly sat up and fumbled at his jeans. “What the fuck are you up to?” A part of Axl wanted Slash to do anything he wanted with him but there was the other part of him, the ‘What happens afterwards?’-part. “What do you think does this look like?” Slash could hardly speak, his was so excited that his withdrawal was completely forgotten because this was the best sexual experience he has had in years. Finally he had Axl’s jeans opened and just before he was about to slip his hand into his pants, Axl held him back. “Stop, I don’t think we can… how should I look you in the eyes tomorrow?” Slash laughed and gave him a wink: “Put some fucking sunglasses on, man!” He almost couldn’t hear his own answer, because when he touched Axl’s cock, Axl let out a loud groan and pushed his head back into the pillow. Slash’s eyes wide and he immediately looked to the door, thinking Duff must come in any minute. He held his hand still for a few seconds and when he was convinced that Duff must had gone to bed already, he grinned and tightened his grip starting to pump steadily. At the same time he kissed Axl again, did anything to keep his mouth occupied. Axl tought he might just explode, that was the best hand job he ever got, probably because Slash just knew exactly what a man likes. He swirled his tongue around Slash’s and wrapped his arms around him, trying to suppress the urge to get off right now. But before, he had to grant Slash’s request. With shaking hands he reached down and gave Slash the same pleasure in return. Slash’s body stiffened at the sudden feeling, they both panted hard, holding on to each other, kissing passionately, until both of them came almost at the same time. That was too much, Slash wasn’t able to held himself up anymore, he fell down on Axl, his body was shaking and he was seeing stars like he was about to pass out. He just felt the gentle stokes on his head, Axl’s hands that were all over him and he just held onto Axl, who asked him if he was ok. Slash couldn’t even catch his breath, he was just nodding at his shoulder. “Yeah…” He slowly lifted his head and when they looked into each other’s eyes, it felt like they have never seen each other before. Axl was the first, who smiled and stroke softly over Slash’s cheek. “Good… That’s good…” Still dizzy Slash smiled back. He didn’t have to say anything; they both knew that after this night their friendship would be, now more than ever, one of a kind.
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