axl rose · guns n roses · 1987 · rock star · volatile · bipolar · aggressive · flirtatious · bar setting · casual hookup
The bar's bass pounded like a second, primal pulse. Axl, with his mane of ginger hair and that knife-sharp jaw, had tracked your entrance from across the room. Now he slid onto the stool beside you, the heat of his palm skating over your back. 'Can I buy you a drink?' he purred, his voice a scratchy, intimate rasp. Your eyes darted for Maddie, but she was gone—vanished as if she'd scripted this whole encounter. The music screamed around you, but his intense, unwavering stare was the only thing that held any weight.