Whole New Complexity (A Sequel to Crazy As Normal)(Izzal)

Chapter 10

While Izzy is sleeping with one of his groupies, Axl smokes a cigarette, thinking about the previous night. They, Axl and Slash, have already stolen one hundred bucks from her wallet in her bag which she left on the couch.

"She's fucking rich! God bless tonight!" They cried joyously.

She'll find out the gimmick after she leaves Hell House. That's the only reason Axl feels sorry for her yet he doesn't take that seriously because nothing for free is the world's truth; This is Izzy's habit, though. These girls want satisfaction and the honor while the band is short of money. They offer the perfectly fair deal, just they don't get informed of it previously. The price changes depending on the amount in a wallet because Gun's N' Roses aren't evil and doesn't intend to steal all the money. The girls who come here need to go back home by taxi safely. Such being the case, Axl's under the necessity of sitting on the wood chair in Duff and Slash's room, pulling away his cigarette. The owners of this room are asleep in bed.

Axl refused to invite Erin to their room last night, and he nervously desired his friend to refuse that either, but now he's entirely calm with Izzy having sex on the other side of the wall. This is worth dwelling on. His thought might be a corrective detail of possibilities: a) If the girls mean nothing to them, Axl's heart might pay no regard. b) He'd also bring his groupies to their room to fuck them (with the reasonable amount of money.) c) Their sense of virtue hasn't seemed to change a lot. d) But what if they were male? Could he still keep his calmness?

The groupie pokes her head out of the door when Axl crushes out his cigarette in the full ashtray. He didn't pay attention what she looked like, didn't even remember her hair length, so this is the first time to look at her carefully. Her hair is long and red, her eyes are ocean green. He sees the similarity between the two, but she's had her hair permed. She wraps a bath towel around her torso. Axl doesn't mind studying her head to toe bluntly. That somehow makes her consciousness deeper and she comes into the room. He's just doing it to find the similarity and the difference, not for assessing her. Actually she has a girl-next-door look in all senses. In what way are Izzy's groupies always self-conscious? Does he phonate some sort of magic words to them?

Axl asks her shortly. "Done?" He wants to chill in his room as soon as possible.

In his head, he curses, "I win."

Damn, he should stop his habit of holding the girls who have relations with Izzy in contempt. Really. She's obviously nothing to Izzy. Besides, she brought them a hundred dollars. Seriously, she's one of the best customers who should be given good treatment.

"I'm thinking something else. Why don't you join us?"

That costs double, Axl's brain supplies another curse. "I'm not into a threesome."

"How about watching us doing it?" She slowly rolls her hips, her hand stroking along her bodyline.

God, this bitch is an absolute exhibitionist. Axl shakes his head. It costs double either way and he remembers the amount of her money in her wallet. She has thirty bucks left.

"I told you he won't," behind her, Izzy props the right side of his body against the open door, crossing his arms across his chest. He only wears his black leather pants but the top button is undone. The pants barely stay up around his thin hips, then the upper part of his public hair peeps out a little bit, which means that he probably doesn't wear his underwear. Wow, that's......hot. Axl looks the private place squarely in the eye.

After enjoying the sight to the fullest, Axl says, a musing smile playing across his lips. "You didn't use my bed, did you?"

"Nah." Izzy answers, one side of his mouth also quirking up into a faint smile, then says to her. "Get dressed, baby. It's time to go home."

The girl openly shows her disagreement by walking toward Axl yet their noise gets Slash and Duff up.

"Hey." Slash groans a muffled voice from where he lies flinging his face in the pillow.

Duff tosses about in bed. "Guys, please! I need more sleep!"

"Time's up." Izzy pushes her to the outside of the room and signals Axl to follow him. Ha, he needs Axl's help to get rid of her.

Once coming in their own room, Izzy tosses her clothings to her.

Axl says, "Take a shower."

She is obedient against his expectations. Axl closes the door after she leaves the room and asks. "Why do I have to be here?

Izzy doesn't answer his question. "How much was it?"

"A hundred bucks." Axl bends his body to take Izzy's T-shirt on the floor throwing it to him. "Put it back on."

Izzy drops it on the bed slovenly after he catches it. "You have to appreciate me. I earned a hundred bucks in thirty minutes."

"What am I supposed to do?" Axl tilts his head, keeping an eye on Izzy who's closing the gap between them.

"Go down on me." A nasty smile tugs on Izzy's mouth.

"Didn't you come?" Feeling Izzy's nose and forehead on his, Axl asks.

The taller man slurs. "I did, but you know what I mean." He whispers before he pulls himself away from Axl. His arms on Axl's waist contrarily pull him tightly.

"Mhm, her hair and eyes reminded you of me." Axl bends himself backward. "But not now. I don't suck your dick until you take a shower and brush your teeth."

"C'mon, I used a condom."

Axl turns his upper body in Izzy's arms, peering in the trash can on the floor. "Yeah, I see it but that's not a good excuse."

Izzy pushes him down on his bed. Axl's body shivers at the wired, lukewarm feel under the back of his hand.

"Holy shit!" He thrusts Izzy aside, sitting up, and yanks his shoulder. "Change the sheets, and I tell you, I don't want her to see us either!" A lingering perfume scent from her also annoyingly stinks.

"Princess Axl is hard to please." Izzy stands up when Axl softens his hand.

"You ain't funny." He talks back manly in so far as he could. "By the way, what's her name?"

Izzy just shrugs. Axl keeps putting an angry expression on his face, but it satisfies one small spot in his chest that Izzy recalled of Axl while he shoved his dick into Ms. Jane Doe and simultaneously wanted his body, so he bites the inside of his cheeks to hamper a stupid grin eager to creep up his mouth.