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gocryaboutitt · 2 months

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can you do a smut of current day Nikki and Tommy reader is 31 Nikki 64 Tommy 60 where the reader is at the mötley meet and greet

Nikki and Tommy like what they see while posing for a picture with them Nikki and Tommy give each other a wicked smirk

The reader goes to watch the concert all night Nikki keeps looking at you in the front row then sticks out his tongue suggestingly then Tommy comes out to talk to the audience and looks at you

At the end of the crüe set. Nikki ask bodyguard to finds reader

The bodyguard takes you backstage to where Nikki and Tommy are waiting for reader

Then they both fucked the reader at the same time in the dressing room and round 2 at the hotel

Two is better than one

A/n: Now THIS is my shit. Also I’ve never written a threesome before so bare with me lol.

Parings: Current!Terror Twins x Fem!reader

Warnings: Dom!nikki, dom!tommy, sub!reader, rough smut, semi dub/con (if you squint), age gap (Nikki is 64, reader is 31 and Tommy is 60), squirting, and I think that’s it?

Summary: basically the request lol thank you, anon!

“Oh my god, oh my god.” That’s all your thoughts were as you were next in line to meet THE Nikki Sixx and Tommy Lee! You took a few deep breaths before it was your turn.

You walked up to them excitedly with a big smile. “Oh my god I can’t believe I’m seeing you guys you have no idea how long I’ve looked up to you…and I’m sorry.” You apologized at the end of your rambling. The two men looked you up and down, though it was subtle and didn’t catch your attention. They liked what they saw. As you took photos with them and they signed your stuff, they gave each other a wicked smirk.

When you hugged both of them, they loved the way your breasts pushed against their chests. After you said goodbye to them with a big smile, you made your way to your seat.

“Um, excuse me ma’am but you’ve been moved to front row.” A security guard said. Your eyes widened in shock, “Wow okay.” You’re definitely not complaining. Especially if you get to see the terror twins up close again.

The show was so awesome, but you noticed Nikki stealing glances at you, and when Tommy came out to talk with the audience he kept looking at you. You blushed every time.

After the show, you were about to leave when the same security guard pulled you aside and told you that Nikki and Tommy wanted to see you again backstage. You were shocked but so excited. You followed the guard to Tommy’s dressing room. “She’s all yours.” The guard said as he opened the door and you walked in.

The two older men stood up immediately, their eyes roaming over you body. Their erections easily seen through their pants.

“Well, what do we have here?” Nikki asked with a teasing tone and grin. “Um, you guys told me to come here?” You asked nervously.

Tommy walked towards you, and tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. “You look so pretty.” You blushed at the compliment. Nikki walked up behind Tommy and played with the hem of your shirt.

“She is isn’t she? How’d you like to show sweetheart?” Nikki asked.

“I-it was good.” You replied shakily.

“Yeah? You want to come to the after party?”

“Really? I’d love to! Let’s go!”

“Oh no, honey the after party is right here, just the three of us.” Tommy piped up.

They sat you down on the couch and let their hands run over your body, under your shirt and your skirt. “So what do you say sweet thing? You wanna party with us?” The bassist asked. You nodded frantically. The two men smirked before Tommy grabbed your face and kissed you passionately. You moaned into his mouth, while Nikki lifted your shirt and pulled it over your head revealing your lacy black bra.

“Jesus Christ. So fucking sexy.” He groaned before tearing off your bra and pulling a nipple into his mouth. You threw your head back and moaned in ecstasy. Tommy attacked your neck, leaving dark hickies. You squirmed under them both, the only sounds coming out of you were moans and sighs.

“I think she likes this, don’t you Sixx?” Tommy asked with a cheeky grin. “Oh yeah she definitely does. Do you think we should fuck her now or tease her?”

“I’d say tease her but my cock feels like it’s about to explode if I don’t get into her pretty pussy soon.”

“Who says you’re getting her pussy?”

The drummer rolled his eyes, “either way, I need her around me somehow.”

Nikki agreed and pulled down your skirt, before pulling down your panties as well, putting them in his pocket. Your legs spread on their own accord. “Look at this sweet pussy. Just begging to be touched. Isn’t that right baby?” All you could do was nod at Nikki’s words.

Tommy ran a finger through your folds and you hissed. He licked your arousal off his finger. Then the drummer spread your lips perfectly allowing Nikki to eat you out like a man starving.

“Oh! Oh fuck!” You moaned. Tommy rubbed his finger on your clit as Nikki worked his magic on you. “Fuuuck…Nikki, Tommy- I’m gonna-“ you cut yourself off with a large moan as you squirted all over the bassist’s face.

“I didn’t think she was a squirter. Isn’t that exciting?” Tommy spoke before sticking one of his long, calloused fingers into your tight hole, and adding a second one making the pleasure you already felt skyrocket. The drummer continued to curl his fingers up into you hitting your special spot every time. Nikki on the other hand, was already stripped down and jerking off to the scene in front of him.

“Fuck, keep doing that Tommy. I wanna see her squirt again.” Nikki groaned. And so, the older man picked up the pace and you felt yourself overwhelmed with pleasure as you clenched around his fingers and squirted once again.

“Oh fuck!!!!” You screamed in pleasure. Tommy licked your cum off his fingers. “Holy fuck that was hot. Alright baby, on all fours.” Nikki said as he started walking towards the two of you. You scrambled to get into position. Tommy stripped out of his clothes before tapping his large cock against your lips. You opened your mouth and gratefully let him enter you, hitting the back of your throat. You gagged and moaned around the base of his cock.

Then, you felt Nikki rub himself against your folds before pushing in slowly, deep inside. You moaned around Tommy’s cock.

“Oh yeah, keep doing that Nikki it feels so good when she moans.” Tommy said to his best friend. “I definitely will. She’s so fucking tight even when she’s all wet.” The bassist responded.

Soon they were both thrusting into you, fast and hard. “Mmmmmmm.” Was all you could manage out.

“I’m gonna cum, you better swallow it all.” Tommy warned and you looked up at him with teary eyes. His eyes rolled back as he shot his load down your throat. You were forced to swallow it all.

Nikki was still pounding into you from behind, hitting your g spot every time. Tommy used his cock as a gag, so you couldn’t say or do anything but moan pathetically. Once you clenched around him, it was over for both you and the bassist as you came around him and Nikki quickly finished on your back.

“Holy shit that was fucking awesome dude.” Tommy sighed once he removed himself from your mouth. You had no energy whatsoever, just laid there.

Nikki looked down at you as your eyes were closing and chuckled, “I think we better get this one back to the hotel.”

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gocryaboutitt · 3 months

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“Please, don’t leave” || Nikki Sixx x Reader

Aight so we got ourselves a Nikki Sixx x Reader here, this isn’t my first rodeo but with tumblr, yes it is. Anyways, I wrote this mainly for my friend who had the big depression and told her to pick a sentence thingy that I found on here. She picked “Please, don’t leave” and I wrote it in a way I used it. Word Count: 4,917 Summary: basically, the reader is a babysitter and Nikki’s child ends up being stillborn. He goes big depressed and relapses, calling the reader who is a former alcoholic herself. This is also taking present to present age Nikki and the reader is roughly around the age of 32 or 33. Warnings: big age difference of almost 30 years, language (this is Nikki we’re talking about), uh a lot of angst in the beginning, stillbirth (is that a warning?), just major cuteness overload by Casie Baker, maybe grammar (I don’t know, Grammarly better have worked well or I’m getting my free money back).

Colson laughs around as his daughter finishes her joke she learned at school today. He shakes his head at her as the doorbell rings, causing the little girl to frown. She doesn’t want her dad to go but this is his lifestyle that she’s forced to grow up into. He stands up as he dusts himself off.

“Which babysitter is it now,” Casie asks with a groan and a roll of her brown eyes. Colson couldn’t help but find her adorable and feel bad for her at the same time. He crouches down to her a little bit so they can hug. She holds onto her dad for as long as she can.

“Colson, open this damn door,” the woman outside causes the ruckus, making the little girl’s sad face pick up. She looks at Colson in excitement, this woman on the other side of the door was her favorite babysitter. Sadly, she didn’t babysit Casie full time but Casie loves being with this babysitter more than ever. Colson rolls his eyes at the babysitter and stands up, he walks towards the door to see the woman standing there. She’s around four years older than this man yet he manages to see her as a sister that he never wanted.

“(y/n),” Casie shouts as she runs over to the woman, the babysitter couldn’t help but laugh as the arms wrap around her. She looks at Colson, he has a wide smile on his face, thankful that (y/n) was able to come in on such short notice.

“Forgot to schedule someone?” Colson nods his head as he switches places with Casie and (y/n), him now outside with the two girls inside.

“Yeah, somehow I forgot to schedule for The Dirt premier,” Colson lets out a half heart laugh to the woman. She nods her head to him as he starts to head off. Casie soon takes (y/n) and announces that it’s now girls night so all the men that were left from Colson were evicted for the night. (y/n) and Casie stayed up talking about boys, gossip, and even talking about how good Colson’s music has gotten over the years.

—–

Nikki sits on his couch with his wife, Courtney. The woman has a face full of tears as she holds onto her stomach. Nikki, on the other hand, has no emotion on his face. He has nothing, no tears or frown. Just a straight face as he tries to digest what had happened at the hospital. He can remember it so clearly yet it feels like it never happened and was only just a dream. He looks at Courtney, wondering how such a horrible thing could happen to them.

Nikki rushes the pregnant woman inside as her breathing was all over the place. Some moments she couldn’t stop breathing while other moments she forgot to take in a deep breath. Her grip was tight on Nikki’s hand as he gets her to the room, there she goes into labor. Nikki has seen this once or twice before and couldn’t help but smile on knowing what’s about to happen. The two parents are going to meet their first child together. The horrible labor process lasts for about three hours until they hear… nothing. The baby wasn’t crying, looking at the doctors and nurses run around with the baby. They did many things yet clearly nothing was working. Nikki looks at Courtney with fear in his eyes, they both know what is happening.

“I’m sorry, the baby is dead,” Nikki can still hear the doctor say those words to Courtney and him. He can still remember holding on to his wife as she cries in his arms over the death of their baby. All their hard work into preparing for the daughter was for nothing. The worst part is, they won’t have another child. The two said they won’t tell people until they both were ready. Somehow two months after the stillbirth, Courtney thought it was best to separate from Nikki. Claiming she needs to figure herself out after the whole ordeal with Nikki knowing exactly to what is happening. He soon remembers a deal he made with Casie’s babysitter, (y/n) was her name he believes. The two said that five or six months after the birth, (y/n) would be willing to help babysit and let Courtney and Nikki go on a date together in return of something that he doesn’t know yet. Now, Nikki sits here in his house alone after his wife gave birth to a dead baby.

Five months and Courtney’s filing for a divorce. Nikki has never felt more alone before until now, he feels like the world is coming down on him. Whenever the kids drop by, he forces himself to be happy around them. When Tommy hangs around, he acts like he doesn’t want to die. Now here he is, still haven’t told the media a single thing, and he has to call this babysitter to break the news to her. She seemed like a nice girl and if she can babysit Colson’s daughter, then she must have a big heart to be nice to Nikki’s situation. He shakes his head, unable to have the courage to tell the woman the deal is now off. He sighs as soon starts to relapse into alcohol, sixteen years of no drop of alcohol yet here he is of having his past self favorite of Jack Daniels.

“Nikki,” (y/n) asks when she picks up the phone. She sits in her bedroom with the laptop open. She was doing some work of looking for some babysitting to do tonight. Colson decided to cancel the couple of nights she was working to spend some more time with Casie. She didn’t mind but she did have to look for replacements so she can actually pay for the bills.

“I’m so sorry, (y/n).”

“Nikki, I don’t understand.”

“The baby was stillborn,” Nikki slurs out, evident that he was drunk. Everyone knows of his sobriety so this slurring came to a shocker to the woman. She lets a shaky sigh as she starts to put some shoes on. She grabs her keys and wallet with her usual jacket, she’s still on the phone with Nikki.

“I’m so sorry, Nikki. I’m coming over.”

“No, you don’t need to!”

“Nik, you’re drunk! I can’t just leave you there alone after sixteen years of being sober until now,” (y/n) explains to him before hangs up on the phone. The drunk man sits there, letting her words sink in. He notices she’s called him a nickname, out of the short time he’s known her, she hasn’t done that just yet. A small smile appears on his face as he then remembers he fucked his sober self up. He groans as he puts his head in hands, blaming himself for everything that’s ever happened to him. He blames himself for the child and wife he lost. What pulls him out of his misery is the knock on the door. He looks up and walks over to the door. He managed to not run into anything successfully but he had to hold onto the wall once or twice.

“Oh no,” the woman mutters once her (e/c) eyes hit the poor, drunk man. She starts to usher him inside, getting him to sit on the couch without having an argument somehow. She sits down next to him as Nikki rests his head on the top of the couch. He stares at the woman in front of her.

“Nikki, I’m so sorry.”

“Don’t be, the wife left an asshole behind for a fuckin’ reason,” Nikki says nonchalantly. (y/n) shakes her head in disagreement. She hates seeing anyone like this, especially since she knows how it feels to rebound into alcoholism. She once was an alcoholic, nothing but alcohol pumped through her veins around five years ago. Then she met Colson, he saved her she likes to think. He brought Casie into her life instead of the alcohol. She’s thankful for that man, showing her exactly what she is in the world, a babysitter. Now here she is, having to help a friend out when they’re in need.

“Nikki, you’re not an asshole, you’re just drunk and going through one of the world’s biggest curveballs.” Nikki nods his head as he groans, throwing his head back. He seemed to be holding something back that (y/n) could tell was induced by the alcohol.

“Let’s get you to bed.”

“And stop by the bathroom on the way there,” he murmurs to her as the two stand up. She helps him walk towards the bedroom that he lead her towards, she’s never been past the main rooms of Nikki’s house before. Nikki soon opens a door, she notices it is a bathroom. He walks right towards the toilet and there he lets everything inside his stomach out. (y/n) couldn’t help but frown at the poor man, she walks over towards him and moves his long black hair out of the way a bit. She sighs as he soon leans a little with his head hanging above the toilet a little and wipes his mouth away.

“I’m so sorry, (y/n),” he says quietly as she starts to rub his back a little bit. She shakes her head towards him, her eyes full of worry and concern for the man.

“No, no, no, don’t be.” He couldn’t help but smile a little at her words and nod his head. The two finally stand back up and head towards his bedroom, where she places him on the bed. She notices that it’s late out, not the best idea to drive at around two in the morning. She’s been at his place for around two hours already, feels like five minutes for her.

“Can you stay the night,” Nikki asks her sweetly only to get a small smile and a nod from the woman. He smiles more as he waves towards the closet that was once Courtney’s. She had left some of her clothing behind and still needs to pack them up.

“Courtney has some clothes you may fit into,” he says to her as he starts to rub his eyes, growing tired from laying on the bed. (y/n) nods her head and walks into the walk-in closet, she notices all the dresses and frowns. Nothing seems to be in her style or deem comfortable in her taste. Courtney probably took all the sweats first so she would be comfortable during this separation. She sighs before she walks back out the closet. She sees the drunk man still awake somehow and shakes her head at him.

“Anything comfortable for me to wear?”

“Uh… I may have some sweats, they may be a little big for you,” Nikki says to her with a shrug, she nods her head as she enters another closet that she assumes is Nikki’s. She looks around all the dark clothing to soon land her eyes on a ‘Theatre of Pain’ sweatshirt and some grey sweat pants. She smiles as she takes the clothing and soon changes into them in the closet. She grabs her pants and shirt, heading out of the closet. She walks out to see Nikki just laying there on the bed still, staring at the ceiling now with his eyes hardly open at this point. She shakes her head as she sighs, “Where’s the guest bedroom?”

Nikki shrugs to her, a smirk appearing on his face. She rolls her eyes, starting to realize this drunk is hitting another stage of this drunk night. Instead of sad and emotional like he was earlier, this man is now going with the mind of the lower region. She places the clothing on the table that has some papers and books out on it. She looks at him to see him starting to strip suddenly.

“Nikki, woah!” She turns around in an instant, a red tint going to her face at that sudden action. He stops taking his pants off and looks at her, the jeans were at his ankles now. He wears no shirt, tattoos exposed to the world. He raises an eyebrow at her, wondering to why she turned around.

“What, princess,” he asks her, slurring a little from being drunk. He kicks his pants off, (y/n) turns her head a bit to check if he even has underwear on. She lets a sigh of relief out at the man who kept the boxers on. She turns around to see Nikki flopping on the bed, soon crawling under the covers. He pats the bed next to him, a smirk on his face. She shakes her head, declining his offer only to get a groan from the drunk man.

“Come on! It won’t be that bad!”

“Nikki, how old are you?”

“Thirty-five,” he lies right away as if he rehearsed this line a dozen times before. (y/n) shakes her head, disbelief in that statement. She sighs as she walks over to the bed. She grabs one of the many pillows, placing it between the two. She points at it before she decides to make a political joke, “This will be Trump’s wall!”

Nikki starts to laugh at that joke, shaking his head at her. She lifts the covers up, sitting on the bed. He sits up a little bit so he can get a better view of the beautiful woman that sits next to him. He tilts his head a bit, relaxing easily with her.

“You know I hate Trump’s wall,” he says before he grabs the pillow and throws it across the room. (y/n) gasps dramatically at him before she starts to laugh at that reaction. She shakes her head as she stands back up to turn the lights off. She gets back in the bed and starts to lay down. He kept his eye on her the entire, letting them roam all over her body.

“Nikki, don’t try a single thing tonight or I will make it rain on you.”

“I like the way that sounds,” he slurs to her as he shifts closer to her. She laughs at him a bit before she flips over from looking at him. He lays on his back, staring at the ceiling before he looks at her. He smiles as he goes onto his side, wrapping his arms around her.

“Nikki!”

“Dude, I got a boner for a hot chick in my bed!”

“Nikki, oh my god, you’re drunk!” (y/n) couldn’t help but laugh, she would’ve been creeped out by this but when a hot rockstar is into you, things change. Nikki nuzzles his head into the crook of her neck. She instantly takes a deep breath in, the red tint darkens. She closes her eyes once she notices the bulge in his lower area pressing against her abdomen. Her heart starts to beat faster with each second.

“Goodnight, Sixx.”

“Night, cutie,” he whispers against her skin, causing a shiver to go down her spine. He yawns as he closes his eyes finally, holding onto (y/n). Her, on the other hand, couldn’t go asleep right away. Her mind going all over the place as her heart could never calm the fuck down. She didn’t see this moment coming one bit, she never would have thought that her old celebrity crush would be into her.

(y/n) wakes up with no one holding onto her, she didn’t know if she should be happy or miss the touch a little bit. She sits up, a small yawn falls out of her mouth. She stretches as she soon climbs out the bed. Her bare feet hit the ground as she starts to make her way out of the bedroom. She tries to remember from late last night of where she is in the house and head towards the kitchen at least. With every step, the scent of pancakes filled the air causing a small smile on her face. She arrives to see Nikki at the stove, making pancakes and coffee. She hears a pop of a toaster and an avocado nearby. She grabs the toast, placing the four slices down. She looks around and soon walks to the fridge, she opens it and grabs herself some butter. Nikki looks to see her there, raising an eyebrow at her already helping herself.

“Helping yourself this morning?”

“I babysat a drunk you last night, I have permission.” Nikki laughs a little and nods his head to her as he looks back at the pancakes. There he places the golden, fluffy pancakes on the plate. She places the butter down, looking around for a butter knife. She opens almost every drawer until she finds them, Nikki did his best to not laugh at her stubbornness to ask. She puts the butter on two slices of toast before she looks at him.

“Do you like avocado toast like a white girl named Amanda or do you like butter or jelly on it like a normal person?” Nikki laughs at her comparison on topping of toast, he shakes his head at her.

“I grabbed the avocado, I didn’t know if you want it or not.” (y/n) nods her head as she soon does what Nikki wants on his toast. She soon finishes the toast before she gets herself a cup of coffee, putting what she needs into it. She gets to the counter and sits on the high stools. She starts to sip her coffee as she watches Nikki. He wears a pair of black sweatpants, a loose short sleeve v neck, and a pair of black slippers. She smiles at the view of the man, soon hearing the two golden retrievers rush into the kitchen. They rush over to her, making her laugh a little. She starts to pet the two dogs, feeling their soft fur in happiness.

“You have really pretty dogs,” she says to Nikki, he smiles as he turns around after turning the stove off. He holds the plate full of pancakes with a smile. He nods his head as he places it on the counter she was sitting at.

“Lecia and Lucy,” he says their names as he sits in the chair next to the one she was sitting in. She smiles as she looks up at him before back at the two dogs.

“I used to have a dog growing up, a German Sheppard,” she tells him before she stands up. She goes off towards the sink in the kitchen to wash her hands, they were cover in fur from the two dogs. She soon walks back over to her seat and continues eating her toast. She soon remembers something that he had said last night, she decides to tease on it a little bit.

“Dude, how’s that boner going,” she asks with an innocent smile on her face. His eyes widen at the fact that she remembers that and that he remembers it. He sits there, frozen, afraid to look back at her. He soon swallows his pride, looking at her. He’s almost thankful for her to think of it as a joke and not him really having feelings for her, he just got out of a divorce and he doesn’t need for her to think that he’s trying to rebound with her. He sits there trying to figure out what exactly to say to her without regretting it later.

“I, uh… it’s fine,” he mutters only to get a smiling (y/n). She notices the pink tint on his face as he looks away.

“Sixx, are you actually thirty-five,” she asks him as he starts to cough a little on his drink. He soon places the coffee cup down and wiping his mouth, he looks at her in shock. There he sees her start to laugh a little, noticing her face growing a little pink. He shakes his head to her, making her nod her head.

“Cause you look under,” she flirts suddenly only to make his hazel eyes pop a little. He didn’t see that one coming, he didn’t see this whole conversation coming. He sees her wink towards him before she gets a pancake, putting whatever she wants on it. He sits there with pink all over his face and confusion with some shock written on his face. They continue eating their food, Nikki doing his best to not seem awkward or weird. She soon finishes and looks at him, seeing him still working on his food. She walks towards the sink and places the plate in it. She soon walks off, heading towards the bathroom. Nikki looks up, watching her leave. He soon pulls his phone out and goes to his text messages. There he hits the contact name for his friend, Tommy Lee. He goes to text him before he sees a rushing (y/n). He raises a confused eyebrow up at her.

“I’m sorry, Nik. I’ll return the sweats tomorrow but I gotta go. I got an emergency to babysit Casie.”

“Colson’s daughter,” he asks her only to get a head nod. He looks away from her, a frown appearing on his face. Even though there were awkward feelings between the two earlier, he still doesn’t want her to leave. With her, he didn’t want to get drunk and is afraid without her he will dig himself deeper into the rabbit hole he is stuck in already. He looks up at her with those puppy eyes that he hopes would work.

“Please, don’t leave… I don’t want to fall back and get myself into a bigger hole. I know without you here… I will fall,” Nikki confesses to (y/n). She takes a deep breath in before she nods her shakes her head.

“Nikki, I can’t,” she says before she stops and lets a small sigh out when an idea goes through her head, “let’s go to my place so I can change. Then we can go over to Colson’s, then you can help babysit Casie with me?” A smile appearing on Nikki’s face as he nods his head in approval of the idea. He hops up, saying he needs to get ready. She laughs as she watches the man get happy over spending time with (y/n) and Casie.

The two arrive at Colson’s house, (y/n) starts to loudly bang on the door causing Nikki to jump a little at how loud she has to announce herself. She rolls her eyes when she still hears the laughing inside the house. She hits the doorbell rapidly a couple of times before she knocks on the door again.

“Colson, get off your dumb ass and open the fucking door!” Nikki laughs a little hearing that only to see the door open widely by a sweating Colson, he looked to be rushing.

“You never know when to shut up, do you?”

“Not with your deaf self,” (y/n) pushes past him to hug the little girl that rushes up to her with wide arms. Colson soon notices Nikki, raising an eyebrow in confusion to why he could be here with (y/n).

“Nikki? Haven’t seen you in a while, man,” he greets the man as he lets inside the house. Nikki nods his head in agreement as they walk towards the living room, the girls ran off to the kitchen it looks. He sits down on the couch with Colson, he raises an eyebrow at him in confusion to why he’s here with (y/n).

“I did something bad last night?”

“Booty call gone wrong?” Nikki’s eyes widen at Colson and shake his head right away. Colson couldn’t help but laugh at that, finding it funny that Nikki had to debunk that theory right away.

“Yeah, whatever you say, old man!”

“Colson, we haven’t done a thing. I’ll tell Tommy later and we all know his fat mouth would spread all the way to your fat mouth.” Nikki rolls his eyes as he looks back at the kitchen, able to see the girls starting to work on something in the bowls and an empty muffin tray out. He watches as the two laughs and joke around. Colson soon stands up and walks to the kitchen, he hugs Casie buy and tells (y/n) that he will pay her extra for the emergency but she tells him it’s fine. Colson makes a mental note of still to pay her extra and soon heads off to wherever he needed to go so badly. Nikki finally lets a sigh out and heads towards the kitchen, sitting at the counter to watch the two.

“Oh, Casie, we have ourselves an audience!”

“Welcome to the Casie and (y/n) cooking show! We’re going to be making chocolate chip muffins!” Nikki laughs a little and nods his head. There he starts to enjoy watching the two get the items for the muffins.

“These are going to be so good!”

“I’ll be the judge of that,” Nikki says only to get a look from the two. (y/n) narrows her eyes at him before she looks at Casie with a smile on her face.

“Alright, a challenge we accept!” Nikki nods his head at (y/n) before the woman looks at Casie. She whispers in the little girl’s ear, causing the girl to laugh. There the two continue making the muffins, joking with Nikki and ended up in a small flour fight. By small, Nikki was for probably the first time in his life wearing all white and has white hair. (y/n) puts the muffins in the oven, the three still covered in flour after their fight. She soon decides to tell Casie to take a shower and wash the flour off. Nikki stands in the kitchen, he has some flour wiped off of him but not all. He wipes the counter down as (y/n) sets the timer for the muffins. She soon joins in on cleaning the kitchen by cleaning the floor up as best she could. Turns out the floor ends up looking cleaner than it was when it was bought.

“I know these muffins are going to turn out good.” (y/n) looks at Nikki with a raised eyebrow, she has a small smile on her face. She nods her head to him, “Yeah… muffins.”

“I also know, I may still have a boner for that hot chick in my bed last night… just it’s moved up to my heart now,” Nikki suddenly says to (y/n), making her look at him with wide eyes. She didn’t understand the feeling she feels right at this moment, staring right at his lowered head. Her (e/c) eyes notice his hazel ones staring at the ground. They travel to his hands that anxiously mess with his pants that still have flour on them. Her breathing goes out of control, gaining speed with each breath. She notices how his words seem to bring the heat to her face, knowing the feeling as blushing right away. Her hands start to shake nervously as she tries to figure out what to answer him with.

“Nikki, I,” she tries to get the words out, trying to tell him she feels the same way for the older man. He shakes his head as he finally gains the courage to look up at her in the eye.

“I shouldn’t have these feelings for you, especially since my wife left me recently.”

“Nik, it’s completely fine… even when I seem to have those feelings for you too,” she mutters to the man in embarrassment. His eyes widen hearing her say those words, a small smile appearing on his face. He couldn’t believe it, that a young woman like her who knows his age and everything about him can fall in love with him. He couldn’t believe a woman who just saw a drunk him confess his feelings and did some wild shit would stay around. He smiles as he suddenly wraps his arms around her, she couldn’t help but laugh at the reaction he has. For some rockstar, he has a heart of gold it seems. She wraps her own arms around him, holding onto him. He soon pulls away from her a little to look at her beautiful face. He sees himself in her eyes, in her arms, in her heart, in her future. He wants to be there for as long as he can and he doesn’t care if he dies in the next month, if it’s with her it was all worth it.

“(y/n), I hated myself for gaining feelings for you during the shooting of the Dirt. I couldn’t stop kicking myself for having feelings for someone who wasn’t my wife. I now realize maybe being with my wife isn’t worth it since she’s unable… she’s unable to stay through a dark patch with me yet here you are. Will you please, don’t leave me here and stay with me?”

“Say yes, (y/n),” the voice says behind the two, they instantly get out of each other’s arms to see Casie standing there with a smile on her face. Nikki looks at (y/n) with a smile and shrugs to her. The woman lets a small sigh out before she presses the soft kiss on the side of Nikki’s face, landing right on his star tattoo.

“I say yes.”

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Also yes those muffins were good.

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