#izzy stradlin fanfic

[thesmokingguns]

Witches w/ Izzy STradlin

Super fluffy piece I wrote around Halloween <3

I feel like you never see Izzy written as a family man and I can just picture him with a whole ass family

Izzy was beat.

His head ached. His body ached. And all he needed was to be curled up with the four ladies in his life to feel better.

He had only been home for one night and had to do some work at a local radio station today, which lead to a recording studio trop he hadn’t expected and finally he was headed home for some quality family time.

As soon as he entered the quiet house he know that there was trouble.

“Quiet.”

“You be quiet, Tara.”

“Shut up, Tessa.”

“I’m going to tell Mama you said Shut up.”

“Don’t be a tattletale, Toni.”

The three little voices were coming from his bedroom making Izzy smirk as he kicked off his shoes, heading to the bedroom where he knocked on the door getting a chorus of ‘shhh’ from behind the wood.

“Can I come in?” He waited a second expecting three squealing tots to throw themselves in his arm and cover him with kisses as they searched his pockets for whatever treat he bought for them.

But instead he heard them whispering together some more in whatever secret they were locked into.

“Darlings, your daddy asked to come in.” He couldn’t help the smile at his wife's voice, her soft reminder to her daughters about his knock.

But all he heard was more whispering before finally, Tara , his oldest at seven, opened the door looking at him with his own eyes staring back at him, her lips in a serious pout as her chocolate curls sat untamed under a pointed black hat.

A bit of jostling and the two other pointed hats of Tessa, age five, and Toni, age four, poked their heads out looking at Izzy with the little girl pouts that he didn’t expect.

“Why the long faces, little witches?” That got a google out of Toni who was promptly shh’d by her sisters and a fierce whisper between them went off.

“You can’t come in here anymore. You’re not allowed near Mommy.” Izzy’s eyebrows raised and he caught sight of his wife in bed looking at him with the same sort of confusion that he was sure was on his face.

A soft cry made him look at the baby in her arms. At just seven months their youngest daughter, Tilly was latching onto her mothers breast, unaware of the battle her sisters were embarking in.

“Darlings let daddy in.” She gave him an encouraging smile but he saw them all put their heads together before Tara was once more looking at him, her hands on her hips as the cape his wife made her with little crescent moons fluttered behind her.

“You can come in, daddy. But you need to undo it.” She crossed her arms, elbowing Tessa who mimicked the motion that her older sister was doing as Toni lost interest twirling around in her pink cape with gold sparkly stars, giggling at the material.

One witch down, two to go.

“Undo what?” He was crouching down to their level opening his arms as Tessa smiled, leaning in to get hugs from him.

Tessa was the one who always wanted snuggles. She was the one who liked physical touch and Izzy knew he was exploiting it but he wanted to give all his little girls hugs.

“The watermelon curse, daddy.” She whispered, getting a glare from Tara.

“He knows what he did.” Tara was upset as her sister ran off, the green cape with orange pumpkins flying in the wind she had created from rushing away.

Tara turned to Izzy, hand on her hips as she kept him from entering the bedroom still. Obviously she was upset about something.

“What is going on, Tara? What did I do?” Izzy wanted to just curl up with them all, eat pizza in bed and watch a movie. He would even watch a princess movie if it meant they all were happy.

Anything for his family.

“You put a curse on Mommy. You come home and you give her a look that makes her look at you all goo goo and then her belly grows from the watermelon seed and there is another baby. There are four of us now, daddy. Five is too many. That’s greedy.” Izzy blinked, swallowing the smile on his lips as his wife kissed Tilly’s head.

His other two had crawled on the bed, petting their baby sister as they watched their mother nurse,giving her all the cuddles.

“Tara, babies are gifts.” He reached for her but she shook her head, not being lured into his arms as he sighed out, sitting cross legged, “Do you want to tell me what’s going on little one?” She looked back at her sisters, realizing that they weren’t paying attention she moved closer, arms wrapping around Izzy.

Her little hands tugged at his dreads as her hat jostled from bumping into him as she whispered in his ear.

“If you have more babies you’ll have less love for me.” The softness of her voice, worried made Izzy’s heartache as he held her close, rubbing her back as she sniffled trying to be the strong older sister.

“Oh Tara, mommy and me love you all so much. Can’t you see how we love you all?” she nodded her head in confirmation but didn’t look at him, “Do you love your sisters?” she looked at him, cheeks a little flushed as she shrugged.

“Sometimes. But sometimes Tessa has hot dog farts and Tilly always is sucking on moms boobies and Toni takes long showers where she sings so loud.” Izzy smirked at her little grievances with her sisters. “But Toni always shares her candy with me and Tessa gives really good snuggles when I have bad dreams and I like the way Tilly smiled at me first.” Izzy nodded in understanding.

“And just how you love all your sisters we love you.” She nodded her head in understanding, pulling away as she stuck out her pinky at him.

“Promise you’ll love us, no matter how many you have?”  Izzy chuckled, nodding his head as he entered the solemn vow with his daughter, “Okay, daddy you can come in now.” Izzy stood up, taking Tara with him. Glad that she wasn’t complaining that she was too big to be held.

Finally he was in bed with all of the, snuggled up as his wife looked at him, her eyes on him as Izzy stroked the girls hair getting them arranged for movie night.

“Are you alright?” he asked, leaning in and stealing a kiss as well as the baby from her arms. He took over burping as his wife snuggled closer, leaning in for just him to hear.

“I feel pretty good for swallowing a watermelon seed.”

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[duffslut]

Skateboarding

Izzy Stradlin x Reader

My Masterlist.

Word Count: 447

Warnings: Fluff!

- Just trust me, okay? - Izzy said, resting one of his hands gently on your waist as you climbed onto his skateboard.

Your body was shaking like jelly, Izzy had finally convinced you to go skating with him after you used every excuse you had thought of.

- It's too high. - You whined when you were alone on the board, with an attentive Izzy at your side with arms ready to catch you if you fell.

- Baby we're not even on the ramp. - Izzy chuckled. - I'll give you a little push, and you will keep it in a straight line, okay?

You nodded, planting your feet on the board and closing your eyes as Izzy placed his hands on your hips and pressed a kiss to your neck before gently pushing your back to give you momentum.

You just followed in a straight line until the skateboard stopped naturally, you didn't even had to put your feet on the ground.

- Holy shit did you see that? Did you see? - You asked as you ran towards Izzy, who looked a little embarrassed to have a few other skaters watching him.

He gave you a toothless smile and you hugged him, feeling more confident than ever as you carried Izzy and his skateboard to the top of a ramp.

- Babe are you sure about this? - Izzy asked worriedly, holding your hand tightly as you climbed onto his skateboard again, ready to roll down the small ramp.

You nodded, Izzy still looked a little uncertain, but he released you, and it was just before you started down the ramp that you twisted your foot and fell to the ground, scraping your knees.

- Shit! - Izzy cursed, running up to you and picking you up as easily as if you were a baby. - Are you okay? Is it hurting?

You moaned a "no" in response, even though the skin on your knee was burning and you were flushed with embarrassment.

- This place ain't for people like you girl! get the fuck out of here you and your punk ass boyfriend! - One of the guys sitting on a ramp yelled as you and Izzy walked by.

- I'd watch your mouth if I were you mate, you better shut the fuck up before I shut it for you. - Izzy yelled back at them, about to go to their group, but you grabbed him by the arm and he calmed down.

- It's okay babe. - You said, limping to the nearest bench in the square where Izzy tended to you and bandaged your wounds.

- What? - Izzy asked when he realized you were staring at him with a passionate smile on your lips.

- That was pretty hot. - You said.

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[gnrlove1987]

Prompt: Snow angels

Summary: You drag Izzy out to do snow angels at your new house for your first Christmas in Layfayette together.

“It’s freezing outside, y/n, cmon let’s stay in.” Izzy groaned.

“Please Izzy. You know I’ve never had a Christmas with snow before. Come make snow angels with me. Are you going to make me do it by myself?” You retorted.

It may have been heavy handed but it was true: you’d never spent the holidays around snow before. A California girl through and through, you had barely even seen snow in your lifetime, save for the times you were on tour with Izzy in cold climate cities but you were never there during the holidays.

But this Christmas was different. Izzy was sober for a couple years now and with that he decided a move back to his hometown was what he wanted after years hustling and making it in L.A. After months of flying back and forth from Lafayette to Los Angeles, you both finally agreed on the perfect house to set roots.

You’ve only been in the house for three months but it seemed like the pair of you had been there forever and you were getting to experience your first Midwest Christmas. Like a little kid experiencing their first snow, you were excited to get out there with your best friend and the love of your life tagging along with you.

“Wouldn’t you rather be cozy in this chair with me?” Izzy inquired with a cheeky smile as he grabbed you by the hand and pulled you on top of him on the plaid loveseat.

He kissed your neck all over, slowly, reveling in you.

Getting caught up in the heat of the moment you breathily said, “What if the snow doesn’t last long and we miss it?”

With that very California question, Izzy tilted his head back, “ Sugar, it’s Indiana. You’ll be sick of the snow by January 1st.”

You nodded your head in understanding but Izzy saw the disappointment on your face even though you tried your best to hide it.

“Tell you what, let’s go outside. But when we get back in, we get to do what I want.” Izzy grinned

You perked up at this and kissed his warm lips that would soon be ice cold, “Deal!” You said as you sprung off him and ran to put on your new winter coat and boots that Izzy, a lifelong midwesterner, bought for you and ran out the front door with Izzy trailing behind you.

You automatically plopped down in the white, pristine powder, making snow angels.

Izzy, now standing over you, was laughing to himself at this sight of a grown woman making snow angels.

"C'mon grinch, get down here with me."

"I'm fine watching you." he returned

"You're too cool to make snow angels with me, Iz?" you teased

"Yep" he nodded

You playfully gasped, "Fine, I guess you have this coming to you then."

As he faced the streets surrounding the pair of you, looking at the treetops covered in snow, he played along as he answered, "What do I have- "

But before he could finish his sentence a snowball hit him square in the nose, taking him by surprise.

Looking down he saw you smiling mischievously.

"Oh, you're gonna get it now." he warned as he wiped the snow off his nose.

He then picked you up off the ground and slung you over his shoulder and gave you a playful spank as he walked you back into the house.

Laughing, you exclaimed, "Izzy, put me down!"

Entering the house, Izzy sat you down on the counter and positioned himself between your legs as he took off your coat and threw it to the side.

"Now, we're doing what I want to do" he said with a gleam in his eye and an impish smile.

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[itsgaga]

Izzy Stradlin Dating  a Single Parent...

First i’ll say this

Izzy was lowkey freaking out 

Like on the inside 

On the outside he looked as calm as ever

It felt like a life or death situation 

Like what the fuck did he know about being a dad

If your child liked him great cool life goes on 

And it will go on peacefully with them liking him

But if they didn’t 

Then he’s shit out of luck

And will probably have it pretty tough

When it comes to meeting your child it’s just a lot of him thinking

“What if they don’t like me”

Does that mean he loses you?

Just a lot of worrying, ok?

When Izzy met them he was really trying his hardest 

Making jokes

Complimenting them

Whatever he could think of

You could tell he was nervous by his voice being sorta shaky and the fact that after every sentence he said he would look up at you for your approval 

Also by the fact that he was doing so much

He’s normally quiet but not now 

He has things to say

It paid off though 

Your child loved Izzy

They kept talking to him 

Telling him about the most random things like what happened at school or what they did two weekends ago 

Throughout the night Izzy would you give you glances and looks

Like a “Ha, they like me” type of look

After the first time meeting, Izzy would always ask you to bring your child with you whenever you guys go places

He becomes more childish when they’re around

Being more silly and playful 

It really shocked you because although Izzy could be goofy every now and then

He was always a lot more serious 

Loves to do that swinging thing when walking

Where you hold your kids one hand and Izzy holds the other

And while walking you swing them 

Do yk what i’m talking about?

Idk how else to explain that soooooooo....

Ok but the sight of your kid laughing saying “weeee” and Izzy’s big smile on his face

It melted your heart 

OH

And when that kid called Izzy dad

Oh my god

Izzy was freaking out

Beyond happy 

Please he had a smile on his face for a good week after that 

He felt something in his heart that he had never felt before

He never really thought of himself as someone who would have kids

But look at him now

All happy and shit

Depending on what your kid is into Izzy’s always up for whatever

He’ll throw a football around

Or attend a tea party

However that one does take time for him to be like normal at

Like the first tea party? Awkward mess.

100% will volunteer to babysit even when you don’t need a sitter 

He’ll try to say it’s so you can relax or work or whatever

But that’s just bs 

I can see him bringing you guys along on tour with him

Maybe not for the whole thing but a show or two every couple of months

And just watching you two from the stage 

Travel dad.

I stg he loves to see the world with you guys

Going to attraction locations

And taking pictures together

If you aren’t with him while on tour I can see him calling you to talk to you but before he hangs up he asks if he can talk them real quick as well

Also maybe bringing home a stuffed animal or something for them

Idk what to tell you honestly

Looks cold

But he’s a softie

But really he just really tries to make you guys be a family

Especially if the kids dad isn’t in the picture

Like he wasn’t too sure at first 

But after some time your kid won his heart and he wanted to be that father figure for them.

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[petals-and-bullets]

Mr Jewel

Pairing: Izzy Stradlin x Reader

Word Count: 1441

Info: Mr Jewel was like the Boogeyman – the story parents would tell their kids when they were misbehaving to convince them to stop acting up. Only this time, Mr Jewel was the story the cops would tell the criminals – or rather, what the employees would tell the businessmen so they’d start paying them decently, or something. And one fateful night, you were forced to meet the Boogeyman.

It was always raining in the city. It wasn’t exactly the nicest experience, but it mattered little to the pair of men stood in the alleyway, the only light being the lit ends of their cigarettes whenever they took a drag, sheltered under the safety of a hanging awning from the store beside them.

After a few moments, one of the men reached into his pocket and with little reaction shot his partner, watching his body crumble and collapse to the floor before he lazily flicked away the remains of his cigarettes and stuffed his pistol back into the pocket of his coat and hunched his shoulders to his ears before he adjusted his cap and walked into the night, vanishing into the shadows with little noise.

It wouldn’t be until the next morning, when the sun’s rays began to lick the pavement, that the body of one of the most influential businessmen of the city would be found.

You hated the nightshift. It was pretty much almost always cold, it was almost certainly raining, and you didn’t want to talk about the subtle rise in murder-robberies that had begun to loom over the city like a thick fog. And you refused to believe the rumours of the mysterious Mr Jewel, who had suddenly gained infamy despite being a mere story. He was like the Boogeyman – the story parents would tell their kids when they were misbehaving to convince them to stop acting up. Only this time, Mr Jewel was the story the cops would tell the criminals – or rather, what the employees would tell the businessmen so they’d start paying them decently, or something.

“See you soon, Bob,” you called out as you grabbed your coat from the shitty hook that looked like if anything heavier than the light jacket you wore would be put on it, it would fall off the wall, and probably bring the rest of the wall down with it. Bob’s Diner wasn’t the cleanest – or most maintained diner in the city – but it paid a decent wage and Bob, the overweight owner and self-proclaimed master chef, made sure you and the others under his employ were kept safe and out of bother. The man didn’t take anything for an excuse if there was trouble, and there was a long list of names who had been banned from even showing their face in the diner because they’d made one of the waiters or waitresses uncomfortable.

You smiled at the grunted goodbye before you stepped out into the cool wind, wrapping your jacket further around yourself as you began your trek down the road. A few lone cars drove past, but you didn’t pay any heed to them. Everyone had places to be or things to do, just like yourself, and yet there was something that made you slow your pace as you walked past the alley, squinting into the dark curiously. After a moment, you dared to take a few steps into the darkness, your ears taking note of every noise that echoed in between the buildings that surrounded you, though you froze at the sound of low voices. Daring to glance back at the entrance to the alley, you eventually swallowed and continued your advance forward, only to stumble a little and stop when you realised just what you had walked into.

In front of you, their faces illuminated by the lit ends of their cigarettes, were two men. One of them, his eyes glinting in the shadows as he turned to face you, raised one hand, the bracelets hanging off his wrist jangling and shining in the dim lights that barely allowed you to see the features of his face. Your gaze trailed from his dark eyes and down to his hand, where you froze with the realisation that he was aiming a gun at you. Your mouth opened and closed wordlessly like a fish, as you tried to find the words to say something, anything to him.

Without blinking, he turned and fired his gun at his companion, and you couldn’t help but shriek as ethe other man’s body crumpled and he collapsed. When you realised the other man had turned his gaze back to you, you immediately jumped back and stumbled over your own feet as you tried to think of something, anything, to say to him, if anything to save your own life. Eventually, your back hit the wall and you unconsciously looked towards the man, stifling a whimper as he stalked towards you. Gloved fingers took a hold of your chin and guided you to look at him, and your eyes widened as you realised that the stories you had heard weren’t just fake stories – they were real.

Mr Jewel was real, and he was stood right in front of you.

“Hello, darling,” he muttered, his voice surprisingly soft, before he guided you to turn your head this way and that. He quirked a brow, his lips curling into a soft smirk as he continued to investigate your face – the way your eyes widened, the way your lower lip trembled, either from fear or from the cold, he didn’t care to guess which was the answer.

“What do you want?” You shot back, your breath condensing into a puff of air that floated between you, dissipating between you before he leaned in, his own breath warming your cheeks and the bridge of your nose. The scent of cigarette smoke and coffee filled your nose, and you scrunched it slightly as your brain scrambled to remember where you had smelled it before; where you had seen that jawline for. His sunglasses, despite it being dark, hid his eyes from you, and your eyes widened in realisation when his hand rose to push them down the bridge of the distinct nose, his lips curling into a smile you knew far too well.

“Izzy?” You forced out, your eyes widening in horror as you realised that your boyfriend – the man who had previously held you close and stroked your hair and comforted you after you had a nightmare about Mr Jewel – was Mr Jewel himself. Your stomach twisted, forming tight knots as you struggled to maintain your calm as he tilted his head in acknowledgement, his hand sliding down your arm to firmly grasp your hand in his.

“The one and the same. Now, we should really be off,” he muttered, before he pulled you out of the alley and into the cold night, his steps brisk and his eyes alert, like a cat on the prowl for another creature that might impose upon its territory. Too stunned to say anything, you stumbled alongside him until he reached the low seated body of his car, opening the door for you.

“Ever the gentleman,” you muttered, before you clambered in at the warning glance he gave you. After another glance around, he walked to the driver’s side and slid in, before he calmly started the car and drove down the poorly lighted streets, one hand expertly retrieving a cigarette from his pocket before he lit it with his lighter. You watched him from your spot in the front seat, hugging your knees as you considered your next steps, before you opened your mouth.

“You know, what? No. What the fuck, Izzy?”

The only response you really got was a quirked brow, before he sighed and glanced at you, dark eyes peering over the rim of his sunglasses. That bloody look made you grit your teeth, and you crossed your arms and slumped back into your seat with a huff.

“And now you’re acting like a petulant child?” He questioned eventually, before he sighed and pulled over, before he turned to face you, resting an elbow on the steering wheel.

“I’m not acting like anything. I just want an answer on what the fuck is going on. I mean, you’re- You…” You trailed off as you finally looked at him, your anger dissipating as you regarded the man before you, licking your bottom lip.

“Well, you’re smart. You can put two and two together; you figured out who I am.”

“I’m very well aware of that. But I want to know why. Or how.”

“How?”

“Yes, how. How the hell you hid,” you motioned to him, “this from me.”

He sighed and leaned back in his seat, taking another deep drag of his cigarette in thought as he processed what would be the best answer to provide – if anything, to satiate your curiosity, but keep you in the dark to protect you.

“And I want the truth, Iz.”

“Well, darling. You’d best get comfortable, then.”

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[misswhiskeyheart]

"i'm going to absolutely wreck you."

With Izzy, of course. 🥵

Ok, little secret sharing time: normally I keep my asks closed to requests or prompts because CHRIST what if y'all don't like my messy attempts. also i'm forgetful as fck.

But you're such a doll to me, lovely Shells, so here you go! I hope you like it. ❤️

Wreck and Ruin - Izzy Stradlin

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[izzy-stradlins-harem]

A fantastic Izzy fic written by the talented @slashscowboyboots 🖤

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[gnrswife]

izzy stradlin x fem!reader

warnings: smut

words:246

Izzy stradlin loves it when you go all dumb on him. that sweet spot after your second or third orgasm when your babbling nears incoherent, broken whimpers and whines falling from your mouth as your pretty eyes grow starry and dazed. the point of overstimulation where your mind goes fuzzy and you can’t distinct whether you want him to stop or keep going, so the only intelligible words coming out of you are ‘Izzy’ and ‘please’

oh, he’s so mean about it, too. all mocking pouts and teasing coos against the shell of your ear ‘thought this was what you wanted, sweetheart, hm?’ ‘what was that, baby? couldn’t hear you, you’re gonna need to speak up’

over and over, he’ll curl his fingers up against that spot that has you crying out and clawing at his back, thumb brushing your clit every so often as your shaky thighs close around his wrist. you’re not getting away that easy, though, and of course he parts them once more with a strong hand before clicking his tongue in disapproval.

it’s just something about seeing you like this that sets him off on a power trip— the feel of your wet cunt fluttering around his fingers, pink lips parted and glistening while your eyes roll back into your head. god, don’t get him started on the tear tracks that run down your flushed cheeks. the sight of you begging— no, crying for him has him harder than he’s been in his life.

he’d never admit it, but it’s better any line he could’ve done, satisfies him more than any high he’s been on. it may seem the other way around, but you have Izzy stradlin wrapped around your finger.

First izzy post how is it ? If you want me to write about anyone let me know and if you want fluff angst , or smut ill try my best to write

Thank you!

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[he-goes-down]

Wild Child -smut

Anon req (MY FIRST AAAAAHHH) fem reader

Masterlist

Pairing: Duff x reader x Izzy

Warnings: threesome, unprotected p in v, oral F! Receiving, double penetration.

None edited, written on a phone in the middle of the night 😘

IF YOU DIDNT CATCH THE DRIFT THIS IS A SMUT

Second person pov:

The party was already going on strong, people were making out left right and centre, as-well as drinking and then throwing up left right and centre. This was one of the parties of Axl’s friends, you didn’t know him but it didn’t really matter. It wasn’t actually Axl that told you to come, but Duff and Izzy on two different days. Duff and Izzy always fought for your attention, you weren’t all that oblivious about it, you kinda enjoyed two hot guys fighting over you. You didn’t have a favourite, you loved them both, they were both so gorgeous and hot in their own way. Izzy being more mysterious and dark like a vampire, and Duff being more tall, sweet and probably had a secret rough side to him. You had decided to agree to both their requests on coming but came alone as to not add more tension.

You were sat down on the floor in a circle with other people playing spin the bottle. But a little more spicy. You were wearing a short black dress that showed a lot of skin, especially your chest, legs and sides as the dress was two pieces of fabric tied together elegantly on your sides. Izzy and Duff who were sitting across for you couldn’t stop starting at you. Both of them thinking about unspeakable things. The empty beer bottle was spun, everyone starring anxiously. It landed on one of the blonde girls sitting close to you. Another spin. Landing on the brown haired man next to her. Some guy took out a hat and rummaged through it and picked put a piece of paper, “Oooooh, seven minutes in heaven.” He exclaimed. They both got up and headed to the nearest closet. Soon the bottle was spun again, this time landing on Steven who sat next to you, you sighed nervously as it was very close to picking you, then the bottle landed on a girl who was a person away from Izzy. “Blowjob!! Whoo!!” The man picked out the piece of paper from the hat enthusiastically. Steven and the girl went off to a couch somewhere in the distance to do their business. This time the bottle was spun and landed directly onto you. You were feeling hot and excited. A-lot of the guys around were long haired and fine. Izzy and Duff on the other-side were both crossing their fingers behind their backs, and their hearts racing at a unimaginable pace. They’d do anything to just touch you and see you in private. The bottle was spun again, this time it felt so slow and yet so fast. Spin. Spin. Spin. Round. Round and round. The sound of the glass clanking on the floor was the only sound that played in your ears. The bottle had stopped spinning. Landing right in between Duff and Izzy. No more to the right, no more to the left. Just straight in the middle. “Seems like this is gonna be a three person job. Aren’t you lucky hun?” The guy smirked and began to dug into the hat once more. Your face was burning hot. ‘Shit.’ You didn’t even want to look at them at this point, if you did they would be starring straight at you in lust or starring at each other with rage.

The paper was finally taken out of the hat. “A Fuck.” The guy said and following with an over enthusiastic and dramatic ‘oooo’ at the end. Fuck your cheeks were red hot. You glanced up to look at Duff and Izzy, they were watching you with drunken lust. You were drunk too, your mind already foggy but now looking at the hot men across from you made it even more foggy with desire. This was secretly your dream, and you were gonna take it. “Can she not just choose one?” Both Duff and Izzy said in unison then starred each-other down after asking the question to the man. “Nope. Rules are rules. Have fun!” He said and two other guys lead the three of you to vacant bedroom.

It was quiet. But Duff broke the silence. “We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.” He said sincerely. “Yeah, it can just be us two.” Izzy said jokingly. But he meant it. Izzy was about to say something more but you interrupted him by quickly kissing him passionately and throwing your arms around his neck, he was surprised but kissed back with aggression and desire. Before he could slip his tongue in, you retracted your lips from him, panting. “Just fuck me already.” You said looking at Duff then back to Izzy. “Fuck” they both groaned in horniness at your words that they’d fantasised about, and it was on.

Soon both of them were just in their underwear, watching you as you slowly stripped off your clothes. Teasing them. Their hard ons were getting harder and more visible by the second of you shedding off your clothes and lastly being stood their in your red lace underwear set. They were going to explode in anticipation. Izzy had enough and pushed you onto the bed, taking off your panties in a flash. Kissing up your inner thighs, getting closer to your soaking core. Meanwhile Duff laid next to you, one arm slumped over your stomach holding your waist. Kissing softly from your jaw to your neck, to your collarbone, shedding off the straps of your bra from your shoulders and began kissing and sucking your exposed cleavage.

You moaned and gasped loudly as Izzy kissed your clit, licking up your folds and stuck his tongue in your wet pussy. “You sound so beautiful…” Duff sighed lustfully, before going to leave another dark purple love bite on your breast. His one hand rubbing up and down your waist, holding onto your soft skin. The other hand intwined with yours as he pins your arm to the bed. Izzy’s hands were harshly holding onto your thighs as he dug his tongue into you, his whole face pushed against your hear, his big nose teasing your clit, making your head spin in ecstasy. You arched your back and moaned, Izzy groaned in response of the sweet sound of him finally pleasing you, the vibrations sent shocks through your pussy and up your spine. Duff unhooked your bra, throwing it to the side and started to suck your nipples. Spinning his tongue around the sensitive bud, which sent a tingling feeling down to your already over stimulated heat. Izzy was going wild on your clit, sucking, licking, flicking and pressing hard against it with his tongue. “Fuck!” You moaned. Your one free hand was grabbing and tangled in Izzy’s black hair, lightly pushing his head further down onto you. Another loud moan and whine. “I’m gonna cum! Oh fuck…” you moaned as your legs began to shake. You heard and felt the vibrations of a muffled ‘cum’ command from Izzy as he continued to eat you out like it was his last meal on earth. Duff held onto your waist tighter as you shook, whispering dirty words in your ear, somehow making you wetter than before. You felt a tingly pressurised feeling in the bottom of your stomach. Growing more and more as you were reaching your climax. You clutched harshly onto Izzy hair and Duff’s hand. “Fuck!” You moaned as you came all over Izzy’s mouth and shook in the two mens grasp.

Izzy detached his face from your pussy, his lustful hazel eyes looking up at you, your slick dripping down to his chin from his mouth. He licked his lips and wiped the bottom half of his face before crawling over you and kissing you. You could taste yourself on his lips. Duff lightly pushed him off you and kissed your cheek. His face now the only thing in view. He didn’t care or even notice that Izzy was giving him a stare that looked like he was going to commit a murder. “What do you want now sweetheart?” Duff asked softly, still filled with desire. “I need you.” You said bluntly, your head was still slightly foggy from your first orgasm of the night. “What do you need from me?” He tilted his head slightly, his hand now trailing down from your waist to your hips, his thumb doing circles around the skin. “I need both of you, in me. Please.” You pleaded in a whine. They didn’t care at this point, they waited to long to have you to care about someone else being there.

You sat on the edge of the bed, intently watching as the two men were taking off their underwear. Both dicks bounced slightly as they came out of the restrictive underwear. Hard, big, dripping with precum. Your pussy throbbing and physically hurting at the empty space that now needed to be filled by them. Their dicks were both big, way above average, Duff’s was a little longer than Izzy’s but Izzy’s was thicker. You were too busy in a heated and drooling daydream to realise that Duff was in front of you, his 6’3 figure leaning down slightly. He took you by the hips, then moving to your ass, picking you up like you weighed absolutely nothing. Your legs around his torso and your arms around his neck, his hands now on the curve of your waist. You were getting heated at the skin to skin contact that was happening, and his hard dick resting on your wet cunt. Duff rested his back on one of the walls of the room, for support, to fuck you at the right angle. Izzy came up behind you, his dick now against your ass, his hands resting on your hips, and kissing your neck. He was so ready to do the most unspeakable things to you. “What about condoms?” Duff asked as he just remembered. Fuck, you didn’t care, you wanted them to fill you and leave you dripping and their cum running down your legs, unable to walk. “I don’t care. Just fuck me.” You spoke. It made both of their minds spin, that was so fucking hot.

“Ready baby?” Izzy asked, his hot breathe against your ear, tingling down your spine. “Mhm.” You responded biting your lip and nodding. Your breath shaky, waiting in anticipation for him to fill you. He held tightly onto your hips. You whined as he slowly entered your pussy. You laid your face in the crook of Duff’s neck as you moaned at the feeling of Izzy stretching you out. Izzy’s head flung back in pleasure as he felt you clench around him as he bottomed you out. You felt hot and antsy already, god you needed to be fucked till day break. Izzy soon pulled out, not all the way, and thrusted back into you lightly. “Fuck…” he huffed lowly. “So fucking tight…” he groaned softly to himself as he stayed in position. “You okay baby?” Duff asked sincerely, his green eyes starring into yours. “Yeah…” you let out a pleasure filled sigh. “Are you ready?” He asked. You nodded. You leaned back a bit against Izzy’s chest as Duff’s tip was grazing against your already filled hole. “Go slow.” Izzy told him. “If he hurts you I’ll beat him.” Izzy whispered in your ear light heartedly. You gave a small smile in response. “Tell me if it hurts, okay?” Duff said. You nodded again. You exhaled deeply as Duff pushed into you, going slowly and carefully. You felt tears pricking the corners of your eyes. Duff stopped, “Shit, are you okay?” He asked in worry. “Please just keep going” You whined. The tears were of pain and pleasure. Meanwhile Izzy’s hand snaked around and his two fingers began to rub on your clit. Now easing the pain of your pussy being stretched to it’s limits. Izzy also began leaving big hickeys on your neck, which relieved more of the pain. Duff panted and lowly groaned at the little space he was squeezed in. Swore he could cum just at this moment. His skin finally met yours and his tip reached the end. You moaned at this fantasy feeling of both of them being in you. Duff soon did the same as Izzy and did one thrust into you. The back of your head now rested on Izzy’s shoulder as you moaned loudly, while Duff hit your g spot and Izzy touched you in the right place.

After a few minutes of grunts and groans and them cockwarming inside of you, you were ready to be railed by them and you told them. Duff began to slowing thrust in and out of you, hitting your g spot. Soon as you were ready Izzy joined, but thrusting one second behind Duff’s rhythm. It was double the amount of skin against skin slapping that echoed through out the room. “Oh god!” You let out a moan which followed calling out both their names. Setting them off. Their thrusts driving faster and hitting your spots harder than before. You clawed at Duff’s back, whining and moaning in his ear, and kissing groaned as he bit harshly into your skin on your neck and his fingers working faster on your clit. “Oh fuck baby, I’m gonna cum.” Duff panted between sloppy thrusts, you could feel Izzy was too. “Cum in me!” You stuttered, slurring a bit as your brain was going foggy and everything was going numb, you were close as well. “I’m gonna-…!” You couldn’t even finish your sentence before you came all over their dicks as they continued to raw dog your pussy to pieces. “ Fuck! I love you princess…” Izzy exhaled into your ear right before he spilled inside you. Duff kissed you lustfully, his tongue entering your mouth, and your two tongues dancing as he coated your insides with his cum which was now mixed with Izzy’s.

“You’re mine.” They both whispered in your ear in unison.

A/n: OMG SORRY IF THIS WAS SHIT

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[samiwife]

Hii there! How are you?

I loved your post about Izzy headcanons and preferences, and I was wondering if you could write how would be him giving Princess Treatment to his girl?

Tysm! 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

Yes of course <3 I've been planning on making a fanfic like this so here you go <3 Thanks 4 the request

Little Miss Princess ੈ✩‧₊˚ (Izzy Stradlin x Reader)

♡𓆪= Smut

ੈ✩‧₊˚= Fluff

⋆ ★= Angst

𓆩⟡𓆪 = Headcanons

Izzy's form of affection is personal service. Izzy was always the silent type but his love for you is in his actions. He's always treating you like a princess. Like that one time when you hurt your ankle and he carried you around the house. He'd always ask what you need or get you things you didn't ask for. One time you and Izzy were walking past a fancy boutique window, and you saw a beautiful silk pastel pink dress. You quietly muttered the words "I would kill to have that dress." Izzy heard you and quickly ran inside and bought it. Just like that, no second thought. He just ran in and went out with the dress in hand. You were shocked. Izzy treated you like a princess.

One day, you decided to take Izzy to the mall with you. Most of the time, Izzy hated going to the mall with anyone. But with you, he'll do it any day and anytime. You brought your purse and quickly drove to the mall with Izzy. You stepped through the mall's door. "Babe, what store are you going into?" Izzy said looking down at you. "I was thinking about this cute dress shop on the second floor." You said holding his hand. Izzy nods and continues to walk with you upstairs to the shop. "Izzy, you don't have to come with me. You can look at shops you like." You said to Izzy while smiling.

"No, I want to be with you," Izzy said sternly as he pulled you closer. You blushed and continued to walk to the store. You finally reached the store. You quickly started scanning the clothes and shoes. Izzy was standing behind you the entire time giving little comments when you asked. "Do you think this color would look good with these shoes?" You asked Izzy. He gives it a thought and then looks at the dress and shoes. "I think the shoes need to be a darker shade, but I know you like lighter colors so I think you should get a lighter dress. But you're always beautiful." Izzy explained while giving a slight smile. You grinned widely and kissed him on the cheek.

You picked out a lighter shade of the dress and began to walk to the front and pay. Izzy gently pushed you to the side and slapped down his card. "No baby, I'll pay," Izzy said sternly again. "No Izzy, you've done enough for me. I'll pay." You said giggling. But Izzy wasn't. "No baby, I am going to pay. And you're not changing my mind." Izzy said as he stood over you. You gulped and smiled. "Okay fine, Iz. You can pay." You said backing away from the counter. Izzy smiled widely and swiped his card. The two of you walked out of the clothing store and began walking downstairs.

"Hey Iz, since you paid. We can go visit your favorite record shop down the street." You said holding his hand. Izzy's face grew bright and he began speeding up his pace in walking. "Oh looks like someone is excited." You said laughing. "Thank you, Y/N. I love you." Izzy said confidently. This was a shock to you since Izzy rarely ever said "I love you", you would always say it but you just get a kiss back. After Izzy said that, you quickly wrapped your arms around him and kissed his lips. Izzy kissed back and ran his finger through your hair.

"I love you too, Izzy." You said smiling.

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[skinomyteethh]

Hey!! i was wondering if you could write something on izzy maybe i don’t know if this will make sense but he gets embarrassed during sex? you know, trying to normalise things that happen during sex that arnt spoke about (in most) of the fics i read but it’s totally cool if your not comfortable with it!💞

₊˙♡﹗˚ ༘ first time nervousness

pairing: izzy stradlin x fem! reader.

summary: accidents happen!

contains/warnings: reader and izzy's first time. fingering. slight nipple play ig. little pussy slapping. oral (f. receiving). etc.

authors note: OKAY SO i tried my best to like execute the idea of izzy getting embarrassed and like mixing it with the fact that accidents also happen while having sex sometimes and that it doesn't have to kill the mood. I hope I did good! and uh hope y'all like it!

sexual thematics or even the simple thought of sexual relations were somewhat frightening to them, throughout their prolonged relationship they had only shared a few promiscuous touches and kisses, yet they desperately wanted to take a more intimate step in their relationship, feelings of nervousness seemed to block their ability to express their true desires.

[name] laid against the beige bedsheets, her eyes glancing down at izzy's pale hands as they trailed down up her torso carefully and gently as if she were fragile and delicate, made of glass. his right hand advanced up to her tits, cupping one of them, squeezing it rather roughly. a wince of pain parted her lips, izzy quickly removed his hand, leaning down to place soft kisses around her perked nipple. it wasn't his intent to hurt her, he just got carried away.

soft, almost desperate apologies escaped his light pink lips, it somewhat embarrassed him, he was supposed to make her feel pleasure not pain. he continued to apologize while she reassured him that everything was fine, accidents happen.

he slowly sat back up, slotting his face in between her thighs, he brought his left hand up, spreading her folds with his pointer and middle finger, dragging his tongue down her cunt. both the bridge and tip of his nose occasionally bumped into her clit whilst he began to eat her out causing her bruised and bitten red lips to part, pleading moans spilling from them.

shortly after he removed his head from the snug spot in-between her thighs, gently slapping her cunt, coating his fingers in her arousal. each and everyone of his moves were all experimental, he wanted to see what exactly felt pleasurable to her. her soft, warm fingers wrapped around his wrist, bringing his hand up towards he mouth.

[name] slowly opened her mouth, breathing heavily. she slowly began to lick and suck his long, pale fingers. he promptly slid his fingers out of her mouth, carefully trailing them down and inserting them into her, a mantra of moans spewing from her lips. he steadily pumped his fingers in a back and forth motion, speeding up his pace once in a while.

just as she was on the brink of her orgasm he pulled his fingers out, lovingly placing kisses on her lower stomach, inching closer to her inner thighs before sitting on his knees, lining up his painfully hard, pre-cum covered cock with her entrance. steadily, he slid in, causing her to tighten her grasp on the beige bedsheets, tugging on them as a loud, almost pornographic moan echoed through the bedroom.

Izzy maintained a rather calm, loving pace. he was worried about somehow hurting her again, he didn't want to hurt his precious jewel, at least not anymore. she grasped onto his forearm as his grip on her waist tightened, begging for him to go faster, harder. he skeptically obliged, fasten his pace.

the most desperate, adorable groans and whines escaped from his pink lips as he felt her warm, velvety, wet walls around him, her cunt seemed to lore him back in for more every-time he pulled out. he felt as if he was on cloud nine, he never expected these sinful acts to feel so euphoric. a keen, loud, and pleasure-filled cry whimper erupted from the back of [name]'s throat as she finally reached her awaited orgasm, it was a completely inexplicable feeling.

as he continued to thrust into her, a white, sticky ring of her orgasm appeared around the base of his cock, each time he pulled out, lines of her arousal mixed with her cum would connect them, causing lewd wet sounds to now accompanying their sounds of pleasure. with every thrust and every groan Izzy breached closer and closer to his orgasm, he soon haphazardly pulled out of her, pumping his length in-front of her face.

thick white spurts of cum ejaculated from his cock as a loud, low groan escaped his lips. he smiled, carelessly laying down next to her, catching his breath as he mumbled soft praises into her ear.

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[thesmokingguns]

The Exorcist w/ Izzy Stradlin

MINORS DNI 18+

Izzy spits into my pussy, two of his long fingers pushing into my already soaked entrance as I bite the back of my hand, pushing his head down under the leather jacket he threw over my lap as a makeshift blanket so no one can see the way he's feasting on me.

I’m spread open, my legs over his shoulder, my ass at the edge of the fake velvet movie theater seating as The Exorcist plays for the midnight showing.

The local theater does a lead up to Halloween, playing all the classic horror movies for midnight showings and we've been going to all of them.

Tonight, after a late dinner, Izzy walked us into the back row, his mouth on mine as we made out more than watched the movie. Until he had said fuck it, looking around at the mostly empty theater, dropping to his knees in front of me so that he can taste me.

I was already dripping for him before he even lowered his lips to the swollen bud of my clitoris. My body vibrating with the need for him that couldn’t be contained.

“Fuck.” his curse word is dirty and delicious and the way he swears with pleasure as he eats me out makes me heat up all over. The way he wants me drives me so crazy. He wants me without caring how it looks. He doesn’t care who sees how the love we share consumes him like a drug.

I’m his favorite addiction and he won’t be kicking the habit of me anytime soon.

“Fuck me with your tongue.” His fingers curl upward, tapping like he knows morse code as my knees strangle his neck.

What a hell of a way to kill him. Would it be from suffocation from my legs or accidental drowning on my wet pussy?

I should know better than to tell him what to do but I can’t help myself.

“Izzy.” He pulls away, the wet sounds that his fingers are making as his other hand comes up to his lips in a silent hush sound. Apparently you can’t be loud when your boyfriend goes down on you in a theater.

Guess that's something you oughta know or whatever Alanis Morisette said.

His fingers slide out of me, pushing small circles around my clit as his tongue drags wet strokes over my slit, teasing my entrance as I think about how I’m rocking against his face, the chair under me squeaking like it’s going to break from the way I’m pushing it. At least I’ll have a soft landing on his face.

The tip of his tongue prods me as his hand slides around  my thighs before he pulls me forward, more on his face than the chair now.

“IZZY!” I scream his name as his tongue slips fully inside me, two fingers moving up and down on my clit. My orgasm overtaking any sense that I might have had.

I’m chasing my pleasure as his fingers that had been rubbing my clit are shoved into my mouth as a makeshift gag. The salty musk of my own body fills my senses as I moan around the digits. Izzy still tongue fucking me as Linda Blair throws up what looks like pea soup on camera.

The leather jacket falls to the ground and I grip Izzy’s hair. I can cum again. The feeling of a second orgasm is right there and Izzy is chasing that high with me.

I moan loudly, mouth loosening around his fingers as his eyes shoot up to catch sight of my hooded lust filled gaze downward. He wants to taste me cumming again. I can see the way he is waiting or it.

My back arches off the chair and I’m cumming again, spasming as he presses a hand against my stomach and holding me like I’m the one having an exorcism performed.

Izzy wipes his mouth as he slides into his seat, picking up a piece of popcorn and pushing the wet fingers and salty food in his mouth with an exaggerated moan as I try to remember how to breathe.

“Delicious.” I look next  to me, the way he gives me a smirk like he didn’t just try to suck the soul out of me through my pussy has me shaking  my head.

Reaching for my hand he presses it to the front of his black jeans, letting me rub up and down against the erection that is straining in his pants.

He’s so fucking hard for me, wants me so much that there is a wet spot from where his precum has been leaking out as he went down on me.

I should drop to my knees and go down on him in the theater but I’m greedy.

My hand pulls down his zipper, stroking his hard cock lazily as he watches the way my hand goes up and down, thumb rubbing over the wet head sucking on the salty precum that I collected before I’m sliding on his lap. My back is flush with his front as I lower myself onto his cock.

Izzy’s hand is on my hip, holding me as I seat myself against him, filling myself with his hard length, rolling my hips to get a tighter fit.

Leaning forward, my hands are on the seat in front of me, bracing myself as I rise and fall, riding him as the movie plays. Izzy watched me instead of what we paid to see, seeing where we we’re connected. Watching the way my hungry pussy creams against his cock , making a mess and sounds that people can definitely hear as I ride him.

“Naughty girl.” He grips my hair, hand snaking around my stomach as he tops me from the bottom, pushing himself in me as he rides me, just holding me along for the ride, “I can feel your greedy cunt trying to cum again. You want me to drain my balls in this tight little cunt, don’t you pretty darling?” I nod, overly sensitive from the two orgasms he’s already delivered to me. “Ask nicely and I’ll fill you with my cum, darling.” His breath is warm against my ear.

Fuck.

I don’t even know how to make my mouth move or how to form words but I need to please him more than anything. All I want is to make him happy.

“Please, Izzy. I want your cum.” His hand slaps my pussy, the sound lewd and loud as I buck. The hot wave of my orgasm washing over me.

“Good girl, darling. SO fucking hot squeezing around me.” His breath comes out in puffs as he groans out, fucking me on the squeaking chair until his cum is filling e, his cock throbbing inside of me as he fills me with hot swirls of his seed.

The sound he makes as he breathes in my air, trying to catch his breath after having fucked me makes me shiver.

“Need to get you home, pretty darling. I need more of you.” He helps me stand up as my legs trembled, “I’m going to have you holding on to me for dear life when we get home. Let you scratch my backup as you try to get a grip. But you’ll be my good little fuck doll, won’t you darling?” he kisses my temple as he zips his pants up, picking up the popcorn and grabbing my hand, leading us towards the exit.

I’ll be the best fuck doll for him.

My cheeks burn as we take what feels like the walk of shame through the theater but it was worth it. So fucking worth it.

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[duffslut]

Pool party

Izzy Stradlin x Reader

My Masterlist.

Word Count: 1.100

Warnings: Smut! Minors Dni.

- Go to the door, you will receive the people. - Axl asked while fixing his stupid hair in front of the mirror.

- What? since when? - You protested stomping your foot hard on the ground and crossing your arms. - I will not receive anyone!

- Yes you will. - Axl said turning to you. - And behave yourself tonight, it's a party, I won't have time to watch over you. - He said decidedly, you rolled your eyes and walked sullenly to the door.

Sometimes you thought that having Axl as an older brother was a punishment for something really bad you did in some past life, Why couldn't he be like a normal brother? Axl literally treated you like a baby when you were actually eighteen.

You weren't even dressed up for the party, you knew that even if there was someone interesting, Axl would make sure you were far enough away from any male person, especially his bandmates.

Shortly after the party started, Axl had already gone up to his room with some girl he had probably just met, so you took the opportunity to walk around the pool area and see if you could find anyone.

- Y/n. - Izzy said after appearing out of nowhere and scaring you. - You look pretty.

You smiled shyly, Izzy was one of your brother's band members you talked to the most, and luckily for you, the most handsome.

- Thanks Izzy. - You said, giving him a hug to greet him. - I'm actually quite hot. - You said, waving your hands in the air.

- There's a pool literally behind you, why don't you jump in? - Izzy asked, carefully approaching you.

- Don't even think about it. - You said, taking short steps back, already knowing Izzy's intentions. - No! - You screamed, but it was too late, in seconds, you were in Izzy's arms, and as soon as you held your breath, you fell into the water.

You ran your hand through your wet hair as soon as you climbed out of the water, and silently thanked that no one paid attention to you. You hadn't even noticed that your white shirt was completely see-through when you got out of the pool, and as usual, you weren't wearing a bra.

- Axl is going to kill me! - You said approaching Izzy, who strangely seemed to have suddenly changed his mood.

- Oh fuck. - Izzy said, pulling away from you and putting his hands in his pants, as if he was hiding something.

- What? - You asked, frowning and crossing your arms under your breasts.

- It's... it's nothing, it's just... - Izzy stopped talking, as if he was thinking about how to finish his sentence. - You're wet. - he finally said.

- Yeah, you threw me in the pool a minute ago! - You said, giving him a friendly punch on the arm and then grabbing his hand, pulling him into the house. - You're going to have to help me dry off now.

As you walked up the stairs to your room still holding Izzy's hand, a chill ran through your body as you thought about the possibility that Axl would see you taking a boy to your room, but he would have nothing to complain about anyway, Izzy would just help you change your clothes, and your worry eased when you passed his room and heard loud moaning coming from inside, at least he would keep busy for a while.

Izzy was still acting weird when you guys walked into your room, and you were starting to get curious that he still had one hand covering his pants.

- Can you get that towel for me? the one on top. - You asked Izzy, purposely making him have to use both hands to grab the towel.

Izzy froze for a few seconds before finally seeming to give up and remove his hand from the front of his pants, and as soon as he did, your eyes widened, Izzy had a literally huge erection in his pants, you automatically looked down and coincidentally saw your transparent shirt, with your breasts fully exposed.

- I... I'm sorry Y/n. - Izzy spoke, but not really seeming sorry. - I always had a crush on you, but that wasn't on purpose I swear. - Izzy confessed, and then sat next to you on the bed, you were still speechless, your eyes just couldn't look away from the bulge in his pants, had you done that?

- I can help you. - You said, looking straight into Izzy's eyes, he probably knew that you had never dated, and most likely he also knew that you were a virgin, so his surprised face didn't surprise you at all.

Finding out Izzy had a crush on you made you tired of always being the straight one, of course he was hot, if not the hottest in the band, and you weren't going to waste that opportunity.

- Y/n... - Izzy murmured when you took one of his hands and placed it on your tits over your wet shirt. - Your brother will kill me.

- We won't do anything wrong. - You said looking into his eyes as you knelt down in front of him.

Izzy slowly gave in to you, you pulled his pants down and his dick popped out, it was definitely bigger than you thought, it was so hard that your plans to just masturbate him went down the drain.

- Do you want to put it in your mouth? - Izzy asked affectionately.

You grabbed his cock in both of your hands, licked your lips and nodded.

- I teach you. - He said, and you carefully approached your mouth to the pink and wet tip of his cock. - No rush, just suck it.

You did, you just ran your tongue over his dick, and started to suck him, you tried to swallow as much as you could, but you couldn't even take half of his dick in your mouth, he was too big, as you sucked Izzy's cock, he moaned and sighed louder and louder, until he put his hand on your head to help you suck him.

- Good... Yes, you learned so fast. - Izzy moaned, and then gently pulled your face away. - Here, take off your shirt. - He asked, and you nodded, at that moment, if he even wanted to fuck you, you would allow it.

You took off your shirt in a hurry and threw it somewhere in the room, Izzy settled your body easily between his legs and positioned his cock between your tits.

- Stay just like that doll. - Izzy moaned, throwing his head back and starting to move his body, fucking your breasts, rubbing his hard cock on your wet skin. - Good girl.

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[gnrlove1987]

Izzy Stradlin x OC

1986

Lucy wasn't one for the party scene of the Sunset Strip. Some would probably say she was bookish, a loner, a nerd. She had moved to L.A to go to UCLA and usually had her head buried in a book instead of surfing the California waves or hanging with Hollywood kids like her classmates.

Tonight would be different though. Tonight she was setting aside the old Lucy, even if it just was for one night only.

Overhearing some Aquanetted girls from her Bio class talk about a " totally bitchin party", Lucy had found her way to a house party somewhere on the Strip.

Leaning against the wall while everyone else was snorting or guzzling something, Lucy looked around and saw a good-looking guy walking up to her. She got nervous but tried to play it cool.

"Hi" he cooed to her.

"Hi" she replied shyly as she placed a lock of hair behind her ear.

The two got to talking and the guy introduced himself as Jack. She found that someone was finally interested in what she had to say, someone who looked genuinely interested in her. After a couple hours of talking, he went up to get a drink where she waited patiently.

As Jack got his drink at the keg, Izzy stood with his drink. Izzy wasn't really one to give a shit about other people's conversations but he couldn't help himself from eavesdropping this particular time for whatever reason.

Talking to his friend, a crusty-looking dude with greasy hair and B.O that could be smelt from miles away, Jack talked conspiratorially.

"Dude, I'm gonna get this chick to the back room and when we're doing it, steal her purse. Alright?" Jack told the crusty dude as he pointed out Lucy.

The crusty guy nodded in agreement as Izzy, now up to speed on these random guys' plans, looked to see Lucy standing alone, obviously out of place, and now she was a lamb to slaughter.

Izzy knew that Lucy was not a regular at these types of parties. In fact, he thought Lucy looked more well-suited to a library than a debauched, fucked up party like this.

Izzy tapped on Jack's shoulder and said, "Man, why don't you leave her alone. She seems too innocent for a crowd like this."

"Why don't you mind your own fucking business, you Hanoi Rocks reject." Jack spat back.

"Fuck you, asshole! She probably wouldn't go with you anyways."

"Oh, yeah?" Jack arrogantly asked with a shit eating grin.

"Yeah." Izzy retorted as he stared him down.

"Let's see about that, then" Jack replied as he walked back towards Lucy with Izzy watching on.

When Jack came back, he asked Lucy if she wanted to go to their own room. Knowing what that meant, Lucy would've never in a million years agreed to such a thing. But then again, she wasn't being old Lucy tonight. She told herself she wouldn't be the overly cautious, overthinking Lucy tonight. So, she said yes.

As Izzy saw Jack holding onto Lucy's hand as he brought her to the back room, Izzy knew he had to do something. Izzy was usually a looking out for number one type, but this was different.

Quickly thinking, Izzy grabbed the nearest bottle of cheap liquor and headed to the back room. Taking a huge swig of Night Train and keeping it in his mouth, Izzy barged into the room, just as Jack was taking off Lucy's shirt while sitting on the dingy carpeted floor, and spit all the liquor in his mouth on Jack's head, as if he was throwing up on him.

Facetiously, Izzy airly said "Oh, sorry dude! I didn't mean to puke on you! Just had too much to drink, I guess."

"You asshole! You did that on purpose!" Jack yelled.

Pulling her shirt back down, Lucy got up and went up to Izzy. "Are you ok?" she asked with sincerity and genuine concern.

"Actually, could you help me? I really don't feel good. Could you drive me home?" Izzy asked in the most helpless tone of voice he could manage.

It was moments like these that Izzy felt that if this music thing didn't work out, he could give acting a shot.

"Sure, um, just let me get my keys ok?" she said as she grabbed her purse, completely untouched by Jack or his grubby friend.

"Thanks." Izzy responded in surprise that she actually agreed. It was then that he knew that she was as well-meaning, kindhearted, and unfortunately, naive as they came.

"Will I see you again, Jack?" she asked hopefully.

With a roll of his eyes, Jack answered, "Don't count on it."

Hurt by his sudden change of heart but grateful that she didn't go any further with him, Lucy cut her losses and gladly stood by her decision to help this skinny, black-haired rocker.

As Lucy and Izzy opened the door and turned to leave, Izzy slightly twisted and gave a knowing smirk to Jack and his friend that was waiting outside the door, and added the middle finger for good measure.

Sitting in Lucy's sensible but unstylish car, Izzy saw Lucy's kind eyes and wondered how anyone could think to do her any harm.

He didn't know if he was drunk, gaining a conscience, or going crazy but even though she was his total opposite and not exactly like the rocker babes he had gotten accustomed to, Izzy knew that he wanted to protect her as long as she would let him.

Putting the car in reverse and pulling out of the driveway, Lucy gave Izzy a gentle smile and for the first time in a long while, Izzy gave a gentle smile back.

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[weirdgenetic-fuckup]

PLEASE POST THE IZZY PART FOR THE NO NUT NOVEMBER

A/n: Only one more of these to make B). This was going to be much shorter but it felt weird to make one really short when the other's are longer so I just kept going and I like this ending much more than the other one and I hope you agree, Izzy lovers are honestly the best kinds of people.

Warnings: smut, oral sex(f+m receiving), fingering(f receiving), degradation, drugs, if you think I missed anything let me know otherwise enjoy :3

Intro

Izzy left the studio with not much care. So long as he wasn’t the first out no one would care, right? Besides, all he really wanted was to stir the pot as per usual, and he did it like a pro. That’s all there was to it. He went on with his business and didn’t think too much about it.

Or so he thought.

He wasn’t doing anything with anyone, staying home more often than not and if he wasn’t he was getting cracked out of his mind at parties where that’s all anyone was doing, no one was getting ready for some action.

His stash was running low so he invited some people over, hoping to fix off of them. When people started showing up and getting loaded he happened to notice someone he’d never seen before.

He asked around and someone eventually gave him something. A friend of a friend of a dealer. Izzy didn’t think too much of it, someone else just trying to get high like him, what’s there to it?

Only, he kept catching her watching him.

At some point he’d gone to the bathroom to snort something alone. He’d just started when you came in and closed the door behind you. He gave you a look. “Sorry, I’m not sharing.” He mumbled.

“I’m not into that stuff.” You responded as he snorted another line. He looked back up at you with a confused expression.

“Then why are you here?” You shrugged and looked up to the fluorescent lighting.

“I’m into other stuff.” Izzy nodded.

“Smack?” He asked, looking at your arm for any track marks. “Heroin?” You took a step closer to him. “Come on, give me a hint, at least.” He asked with a wonky smile. You chewed your cheek and dropped to your knees, looking up at him with innocent starry eyes.

When Izzy saw that he was reminded of the bet. Now, he wasn’t ready to say no to a face like that but he wasn’t ready to forfeit either. Tough decision.

“Sorry, I can’t, my friends and I have this bet-”

“What kind of bet?” You interrupted.

“To see who can last the whole month without, like, doing anything.” He chuckled to himself at how stupid it sounded in his mind.

“Would you be the first one out?” Izzy let out a heavy breath at that and shook his head. All he wanted was to stir the pot and not be the last one out, right now it was just him and Slash. Oh shit, he was in the finals! He hadn’t thought about it that way. “Then what’s the big deal?” Izzy sucked his bottom lip and stared down at you, trying to think through the haze in his mind.

You stayed on your knees, looking up at him and watching for a reaction as you lifted up his shirt. Just enough so you could see his happy trail and press your plush lips to his abdomen. That pretty much killed any thought Izzy had against this.

As you kissed him he undid his jeans and pulled them down along with his boxers, hitting you in the face with his dick. You happily took the tip into your mouth and started swirling your tongue around it while your hand came up to stroke him.

He was already leaning against the counter behind him for stability when you took more of him into your mouth, getting yourself used to him hitting the back of your throat before taking him all in your mouth, gagging slightly on his length.

Izzy’s head was thrown back  in pleasure as your head bobbed up and down on him. You started touching yourself through your clothes, getting off on Izzy’s pleasure. When you started moaning around his member he couldn’t help cum, the vibrations sent him over the edge. He grabbed you by the back of the head  and pulled you down on him as he shot his load down your throat, guttural groans slipping past his lips.

When he was done he let go of you and let you pull away to catch your breath. You wiped your mouth and chin of the drool that had slipped out the corners of your mouth.

Izzy tilted your head up with a finger under your chin. “Did you swallow it all?” He asked with a lazy grin. You smiled up at him and opened your mouth wide to show you had. “Good girl.”

Having lost the bet already there was no point in looking back now. He gestured for you to get up and you did, now standing in front of him. He brought his hand to your waist and guided you to the counter where he could bend you over, lifting your skirt over your ass to give him a perfect view of you.

You were wearing a thin pair of panties and fishnet stockings. Izzy admired you for a moment before gripping the fishnets and snapping the weak threads holding them together, making a bigger opening for him. He pinned your panties to the side and thrust into you, your cunt already soaked.

He waited a moment, taking in how hot you felt wrapped around him, the face he could see you making in the mirror. He started moving, watching your face for a reaction he liked and when he saw one he knew to keep hitting that spot.

Of course it had your mind running miles a minute. The way his tip kissed that perfect spot inside you that had you seeing stars over and over again. His hold on your hips was tight, sure to leave bruises for you to look back on with fond memories.

Your favourite were the soft grunts and groans you’d hear in your ear. Heavy breaths mixed with the occasional moan. He was watching you in the mirror but you were also watching him as his head rolled back, you’d catch glimpses of his eyes crossing before he shut them tight.

Izzy took a hand off your hip to turn your face towards him so he could kiss you. His tongue slipped past your lips with ease. Your moans fell onto his lips as you came hard around him, slick dripping down between your thighs. The way you clenched around him was the last straw for him and he came again inside of you, wrapping an arm around your waist to pull you impossibly closer to him.

“Fuck.” Izzy breathed, kissing you one last time before pulling away and watching his cum ooze out of you. He dropped to his knees and started lapping at your folds.

“Fuck!” You squeaked and tried to push his head away but he didn’t budge. “Izzy! Izzy, s’too much.” You whined. He responded with a harsh slap on your ass, leaving a pink mark. He continued eating you out like his life depended on it, sucking every ounce of your dignity you had as you watched yourself in the mirror. Your face contorting in pleasure, your hips bucking back to meet his face.

He pushed a skilled finger into you, making you cum with only a few pumps as he hit that same special spot every time and sent you over the edge.

“You’re such a bitch, you know that?” He mumbled as he stood up again behind you, now holding you and resting his head on your shoulder. “Sneaking into my house, getting me into the bathroom, sucking me off when I told you I couldn’t...” He had this smirk as he spoke, it was tired but carried a very needed amount of teasing.

“You could’ve stopped me if you wanted to.” You replied in an equally tired manner, leaning back on him slightly.

“I didn’t want to.” He said firmly, giving your neck a soft kiss.

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[bloodstainsonmyhands]

Of Course She's Hot

Duff Mckagan x reader

Summery: Axl's sister was here and he was very serious about the boys not flirting with her. Duff was 100% sure that it would be easy enough, until she's finally introduced to them.

Warnings: Swearing, Axl in general (i kid i kid) lmk if I missed any.

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I slightly rolled my eyes as Axl went on and on, hardly paying any attention to what he was saying. I know it’s something about his.. Cousin? Slash punched my shoulder a bit, looking at me intently. I glared at him, mouthing what. He gestured to Axl, and I looked over seeing Axl glaring at me. Christ, what did he say? “I want you to fucking listen. Do not flirt with my fucking sister!” He snapped. I raised my hands in defense, “I won't! Promise! Is she uh.. Here or something?”. Izzy groaned covering his face and Slash sighed. 

“Yes.. she's fucking here. If you were listening you would’ve fuckin heard that.” Axl said, crossing his arms. “Okay cool, I won't flirt with her okay!” I said with a soft sigh. “And don’t bring up anything about an ex boyfriend okay” He said getting closer to me. “Axl I fuckin won’t okay. I’m sure we won’t even talk much” I rolled my eyes. I don’t understand why he was being so protective of his sister. I’m sure she wasn’t all that cool anyway. 

  Axl opened his mouth to probably berate me more when suddenly the doorbell rang. “That’s probably her.. Remember no flirting and no ex boyfriend” He said, looking at all of us as he ran off to get the door. “My fucking god Duff, he was about to kill you!” Slash said with a small chuckle. I sat on the couch with a sigh, “Well it’s not my fault, he wouldn’t shut up. And I doubt his sisters all that anyway..”. Izzy shrugged leaning against the armrest of the couch “I don’t know, but he seems pretty protective over her, so just humor him. I don’t wanna spend the weekend at the hospital just cause you spaced out” He said with a small smile. 

Axl came around the corner with a smaller figure next to him.  “Alright and these are my bandmates..” He said, gesturing to us. I looked at the girl next to him. She was.. Oh god, she was hot. The rest of the guys either did small waves or nodded to her as I looked at her. She had basically perfect fucking hair, a few piercings and tattoos and christ those eyes. She waved at us, smiling softly. Of course she has a cute smile too, I’m fucked. I quickly looked up at Axl and he was glaring right at me. “Lets get your stuff upstairs first” He said not taking his eyes off me as they walked off. 

“You couldn’t have made that any less obvious” Izzy said with a small chuckle. I shook my head, looking at my hands. “God this is going to be impossible.” I grumbled, falling back onto the couch with a long sigh.

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