𝕪𝕠𝕦'𝕣𝕖 𝕞𝕪 𝕓𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕

Hi, I saw Myles in Berlin last week, and I just wanted to share that I've come to the conclusion that there are 3 types of Myles Kennedy out there:

1. The bare-armed dork

2. The Rockstar™ with slightly unbuttoned shirt

3. The flannel-wearing silver fox

And I love all of them.

You are correct!

Those are obviously:

1. SMKC Myles

2. AB Myles

3. Solo Myles

I need her so bad

i’m gay im gay im gay im gay im gay im

Do Slash every side of him

huh

(pls be more specific i have no idea what you mean 😭😭)

That awkward interview where Myles talks about ear plugs as "Sonic condoms" and immediately regrets his choice of words

More MK please

𝕔𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕓𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟

myles kennedy x reader

(includes smut, unprotected sex, fem reader, p&v)

word count: 1159

myles comes home from work one day with a big announcement, so you two decide to celebrate

It had been a long day, and I swear my heart skipped a beat when I finally heard the front door opening. I saw Myles walking through the door, and I immediately ran up to him, wrapping my arms around him and pulling him into a tight hug.

“I missed you so much,” I quietly say, burying my face in his shoulder. I felt him wrapping his arms around me, gently placing a small kiss on the top of my head.

“I missed you more my beautiful love,” he responds, whispering into my ear. I look up at him, my eyes locking with his.

“How was work?” I ask him, pulling away slightly so he can fully come inside. When I asked him, I noticed him grinning a little more.

“Well,” he starts, and I can’t help but narrow my eyes a little at his words, now more intrigued and curious.

“I got a call today, and you’ll never guess who it was,” he started, looking directly down at me. I raise an eyebrow at him, and his grin grows even wider.

“It was Slash,” he simply says, the grin on his face somehow growing wider as he speaks. My jaw practically drops at his words, in complete shock and disbelief.

“As in, the guitarist of Guns N Roses?” I look up at him, completely dumbfounded, and he nods his head.

“Yeah, he’s putting a solo record together, and he asked if I would do vocals on a couple of tracks,” he explains, and I feel myself grinning at his words. The love of my life was about to work with one of the most famous musicians in all of rock history. I hug him even tighter in response, feeling his arms wrap around me once again.

“That’s amazing love, are you gonna do it?” I ask him, looking up into his eyes. He looks down at me, thinking for a moment before nodding his head.

“Yeah, I think so. It would be a great opportunity, and may help Alter Bridge gain some new fans as well,” he responds, having very clearly thought this through. I slowly nod my head, my arms still tightly wrapped around him.

“Well, I’ll support you whatever you end up doing, you know that?” I look up at him, lightly pressing my lips against his. The moment I kiss him, I feel all of his self restraint disappear, and he kisses me back, his lips hungrily attacking mine. His arms pulled me closer to him, if that were even possible, before he pinned me against the nearest wall, breaking the kiss for a moment to look at me.

“You know love, I don’t know about you, but I think we should celebrate,” he quietly says before kissing my neck, causing me to let out a small moan in response. My hands find their way into his hair, grabbing onto it and lightly pulling, causing Myles to moan out softly against the skin on my neck. He continues kissing, leaving dark hickeys over the skin.

After a few moments, he pulls back again, admiring his newest piece of work on my skin. He then brings his attention off my neck and up to meet my gaze, his eyes meeting my gaze. His hand gently cups my jaw, his thumb grazing my skin.

“I could take you, right here, right now love,” he softly says, and I let out a shaky breath. I look up at him, and I slowly nod my head, feeling the desire and need for him in my body growing stronger and stronger with each second.

“I need you,” is all I can manage to get out before he kisses me again, this time even more desperately than before. His hands grab the hem of my pants, quickly pulling them down before he unbuttons his jeans, and proceeds to pull them down as well, causing him to spring free and hit my thigh, already rock hard. That was one of the things I loved about him: he never bothered to wear underwear. He said it made it easier for when moments like this one arrived.

He cups my face again, looking back up at me, the slightest look of concern on his face.

“I don’t have anything on me right now, is that still okay baby?” he asks, looking directly into my eyes. Another thing I loved about him was that no matter how long we had been together, and how many times we had engaged in these… intimate activities, he always made sure I was okay with what we were doing. Always. He never tried to do something without making sure he wasn’t stepping any boundaries.

As I nod my head in response to his question, he pushes me a little higher up the wall, allowing his cock to slowly slide inside me, and a moan escapes my mouth, feeling him fill me with himself. He grins at my moan, and after a moment to allow me to adjust to him, he slowly starts to move, his eyes never leaving me.

“That’s it, baby, you’re doing so well,” he quietly says, keeping his pace slow to start with. My arms tighten around him, and I bury my face in his shoulder. The way he felt, the way he spoke, just everything about Myles made me crazy and drew me insane, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.

He gradually increased his speed, now moving faster against me, and I felt my body heating up, growing closer and closer to my release. I let out a moan against his shoulder, and his arms tightened around me as he fucked me. He lightly grabbed my chin, pulling my face out of his shoulder so I was looking at him.

“I love you, so so much,” he quietly says before kissing me again, still keeping his pace. I immediately kiss him back, feeling his lips firmly against mine.

After he breakes the kiss, I look up at him, my breathing growing shakier and more labored as he continues to move.

“I love you too,” I manage to get out before I bury my face in his shoulder again, a soft moan leaving my lips. At the sound of my moan, he too lets out a low moan.

He increases his speed even further, and the moan that leaves my mouth is even louder than the ones before. His movements become quicker and sloppier, and I can tell he’s getting close. 

Within seconds, his arms tighten around me as he reaches his climax, and I felt him spilling inside me. I let out a moan against his shoulder, feeling myself come to my own release.

After a few moments, he brushes a strand of hair out of my face, looking down at me.

“I love you so much baby, so goddamn much,” he quietly speaks, pulling me in for a light, yet passionate kiss.

The most frustrating experience as a writer is having a clear vision in your mind of the story you want to tell but being too afraid to put pen to paper for fear of failing to do the story justice. I’m so scared that my actual execution will fail to meet my expectations that I’m paralysed to even start.

Apparently today, August 20th, is National Honeybee Day.

So here’s that time a certain bee got a bit confused and thought the elf was a flower…

Say it with me people: “That was a f@c&ing bee!”

hi guys!

ive decided im gonna start writing some myles kennedy esc one shots, so feel free to let me know if you have any requests!

why is this so real

Myles Kennedy: *Talented sexy rock God*

Also Myles Kennedy: *Complete adorkable weirdo*

The time evil Mario Duplantier bludgeoned Myles with his guitar