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komotionlessqueenmm · 2 years

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Imagine # 977

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Year posted - 2022

Summary - Nikki ditches you, and He steps in to raise the child as his own.

📝Note(s) - I did this one a little differently, in this one you get to choose who He is out of the Crüe boys. And you get to decide if it's real life Crüe or The Dirt Crüe.

⚠️Warning(s) - I mean I don't think I need to explain what's fucked up here...

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✨Mick✨

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When Mick opened the front door to his house, he was surprised to see (Y/n), teary eyed and suitcase in hand. "(Y/n), what's going on?" Mick asked, his eyes drowsy with sleep, as it was late in the evening. "Nikki kicked me out... I didn't know where else to go." She sniffled softly, wiping her tears away frantically. "What?- Why?" He cut himself off, shaking his head. "Come inside." He ushered her in, taking her bag then following her inside. Once inside they walked into the living room, where they sat down on the large leather couch. "What happened?" Mick asked after a moment of silence. "We had a fight... A serious one... He kicked me out, and said he never wants to see me again..." (Y/n) bit her lip, stifling her pitiful whimpers. "What was the fight about?" Mick pried carefully. "I'm pregnant Mick... I'm pregnant with Nikki's child, and he fucking kicked me to the curb!" (Y/n) cried out, her body shaking as she wept. Mick scowled at the news, pissed that Nikki would pull something like this.

He moved from his place on the couch, and pulled (Y/n) into his arms, allowing her to cry onto his shoulder. "I'm sorry Mick, I don't want to be a nuisance, but I didn't know where else to go." She sniffled as she tried to pull herself together, Mick however scoffed at her words. "You could never be a nuisance (Y/n), you should know better than that." He scolded playfully, making (Y/n) chuckle softly through her tears. "Stay with me (Y/n), I'm not going to abandon you like that jackass." Mick added as he gently held her face between his hands, his thumbs brushing away her tears. "Are you sure Micky?" (Y/n) asked with big doe eyes, making him roll his eyes at the nickname. "Of course I'm sure, I'm here for you, and for the baby." Mick promised as he placed his hand against her still flat belly, his thumb brushing against her softly. "Okay Micky, thank you." (Y/n) wrapped her arms around his neck, nuzzling her face into his soft hair. "You're welcome (Y/n)." He whispered softly, his heart swelling with the promise of having a family with a woman he had silently adored for years.

---Five months later---

(Y/n) hadn't seen Nikki or any of the other boys since he kicked her out, aside from Mick of course. And as far as Nikki was concerned she was no longer an issue, but the guilt ate away at him each night. And the guys just assumed she broke up with him and took off, having no idea about the pregnancy. In that time Mick and (Y/n) had become closer and closer with each passing day, until eventually Mick asked her to be his girl. Without hesitation she agreed and embraced him, her growing belly making it a little awkward at first, making them both chuckle. Today had been an especially rough day for (Y/n), after a long appointment at the hospital, and a grueling day at the grocery store, she simply couldn't stand the thought of staying home alone, while Mick went to rehearsals. "Why don't you come with me today?" He suggested as he held her from behind as she cooked a simple meal for them. "Nikki will be there." (Y/n) pointed out. "You can't exactly hide from him forever..." Mick pointed out.

"I know that... But he doesn't even know what happened to me, let alone that we're together now." She sighed, leaning back into Mick's chest. "I know... But regardless of the fact that he's an asshole for abandoning you, he deserves to know that you're okay... And that we're together." He pointed out. "How are we going to explain this to Tommy and Vince?" (Y/n) asked as her placed her hand over Mick's, which rest on her swollen belly. "This is my baby, Nikki didn't want anything to do with it. But I do. This is my daughter, our daughter." Mick voiced, making (Y/n) smile. "Okay Micky, this is our daughter, and no one else matters." (Y/n) agreed as she turned around in his arms, kissing him lovingly afterwards. "I'll go with you today, and whenever else you want me to." She smiled as they parted, resting her forehead against his. "Fuck the rest." Mick stated as he mirrored her smile. "Fuck the rest." She agreed with a small giggle.

Later that day, just as promised, (Y/n) went with Mick to rehearsal. And the moment she walked in behind him, both Vince and Tommy literally dropped what they were holding. "Holy shit." Tommy breathed out at the sight of (Y/n)'s clearly pregnant belly. "What the hell happened to you?" Vince questioned as he and Tommy approached her and Mick. "Mick did you knock up Nikki's old lady?" Tommy asked Mick, who scowled at his bandmates. "Ex old lady." Mick pointed out. "You sly dog you." Tommy giggled at Mick who flipped him off. "Is that why you left Nikki?" Vince asked. "Nikki kicked me out, because that smack is more important." (Y/n) hissed, making Vince hold his hands up in surrender. "Shit sorry, he didn't exactly say anything about it." Vince shook his head a little. "Of course he didn't." (Y/n) rolled her eyes.

Not a minute later Nikki strolled into the room, clearly having been shooting up in the bathroom. "Fuck Mick, took you long enough to get here." Nikki chuckled, seemingly not noticing (Y/n). Atleast until Tommy and Vince moved out of the way, revealing her, and her baby bump to his glossy blue eyes. "(Y/n)." He swallowed the lump in his throat, his eyes locking onto her belly. "What are you doing here?" He licked his dry lips, his eyes shooting to Mick, who had placed a protective hand upon her belly. "I asked her to come with me today, the pregnancy has been hard on her lately." Mick stated with a hint of venom in his voice. "So you two are together now huh?" Nikki asked as he glanced to (Y/n)'s face. "Yeah, we're together." (Y/n) admitted. "And the kid?" Nikki asked, unsure of how to go about this. "She's my daughter." Mick cut in, locking eyes with Nikki, who accepted his answer with a nod of his head. "Let's get to it then." Vince butted in, both him and Tommy finding the conversation incredibly awkward.

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✨Tommy✨

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"Hello?" Tommy answered the landline, frowning immediately at the sound of sniffling. "Tommy." His heart leapt into his throat. "(Y/n)? What's wrong? Is everything okay? Is Nikki okay?" He began pacing around, worry seeping into his bones. "Tommy please come get me, please Tommy." (Y/n) wept from the other side. "Where are you?" He asked as he rushed to put on his boots. "I don't know where I am, please Tommy I'm fucking scared." (Y/n)'s voice shook. "I know Princess, calm down. What do you see? What's around you right now?" Tommy nearly fell over as he fumbled with his boots. "Um there's a skate park just down the road... A liquor store called Franklin Liquor... And a huge Billboard promoting your latest record." (Y/n) sniffled. "Okay I know where you are, stay right there, I'll be there in just a few minutes. Okay?" Tommy snatched up his keys. "Okay." (Y/n) agreed before hanging up the phone, remaining inside the phone booth to stay dry from the downpour of rain. Tommy bolted out of his house and into the rain, only wearing jeans and his boots. He fumbled with his keys and dropping them twice, as he tried to unlock his car.

Finally unlocking his car he all but fell inside, slamming the door shut behind him. And drove like mad, fearing the absolute worst. Did Nikki OD? Was (Y/n) hurt? What had happened? Finally he turned onto the road, quickly spotting (Y/n) within the phone booth. He put the car into park beside the phone booth, and rushed out into the rain. "(Y/n) what's wrong?" Tommy asked as he flung open the door, wrapping his arms around her when she flung herself into his chest. "Get me out of here, please Tommy." She wept softly. Tommy nodded his head in agreement, walking her out into the rain, and to his car. Once they were on the road, Tommy couldn't help but drum his fingers against the steering wheel. "Do you want me to take you home?" He asked after a few moments, while they sat at a red light. His heart jumping when (Y/n) audibly sobbed. "I can't go back there." She whimpered as she shook her head. "Is Nikki?" Tommy couldn't bring himself to ask. "No." (Y/n) shook her head again, knowing exactly what he was asking. "Okay..." Tommy breathed out a small sigh of relief, driving in silence back to his house.

Once the car was parked in the driveway, he rushed out into the rain to the passenger side. Helping (Y/n) out, and wrapping a protective arm around her shoulders, walking her to his house, then into the living room. "What happened (Y/n)? I need to know." Tommy asked as they sat down onto the couch. "Nikki..." She shook slightly, and Tommy grasped her forearms, looking into her eyes. "Nikki found out that I'm pregnant... And he dumped me..." She chuckled bitterly. "He literally dumped me on the side of the road, like I was some cheep hookup." Tommy's back went stiff, and his eyes wide. "You're pregnant?... And it's Nikki's?" Tommy wondered aloud, hissing a little when (Y/n) pitched him. "Of course it's his." She hissed at Tommy. "Ow sorry okay, I was just making sure." Tommy chuckled softly, before immediately becoming somber. "I just don't understand why he would do that." He muttered. "It's that fucking junk... He'd rather have it than me... And our..." (Y/n) placed her hand against her flat belly.

"Then it's his loss." Tommy stated confidently, taking (Y/n)'s hands within his own. "And my gain." He added with a bright smile, his words confusing (Y/n). "What do you mean?" (Y/n) frowned a little, making Tommy chuckle. "You're one of my closest friends in the world, I've loved you for years now, and I would be honored to raise this baby with you." Tommy explained. "What? Seriously?" (Y/n) wondered slightly dumbfounded. "Of course, you're a total babe." He giggled when (Y/n) playfully swatted his still damp chest. "Seriously though... You mean to much to me to let you just disappear from my life, because Nikki is being a jackass." Tommy brushed her hair back. "Let me take care of you, and the baby." He added softly, a tinder look in his eyes. "Okay... Thank you Tommy." (Y/n) wrapped her arms around his shoulders, despite how cold his damp skin felt against her own. "Thank you (Y/n)... For calling me." Tommy murmured against her hair, smiling to himself, excited about what was to come.

The following day at rehearsals, when Tommy laid eyes on Nikki he made a beeline for him. Without a word he punched Nikki in the jaw. "WHAT THE FUCK!?" Nikki hissed at Tommy, who smiled at him. "That was for abandoning your pregnant girlfriend on the side of the road." Tommy's words shocked Mick and Vince, and made Nikki's stomach lurch. Without another word Tommy grabbed Nikki's face, and planted a dramatic yet platonic kiss onto Nikki's lips. "And that was for finally letting me have a chance with the woman of my dreams." Tommy explained as he released Nikki's face. Nikki scowled before spitting on the floor, wiping his face clean. "Fucking keep her." Nikki hissed, before storming off to the bathroom. Tommy turned to Mick and Vince with a grin that stretched from ear to ear. "Did Nikki really leave (Y/n) on the side of the road?" Vince asked. "Yeah downtown off of 6th Street." Tommy snatched up his drumsticks, and began drumming lightly against his thighs. "And she's pregnant?" Mick asked. "Yeah." Tommy nodded his head, making the guitarist scowl. "Shithead." Mick growled.

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✨Vince✨

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"(Y/n) is Nikki there?" Vince asked from the other side of the line, having been calling Nikki's house to talk about a new song. "No Vince, he's not here." (Y/n) sniffled softly from the other end, her voice cracking a little at the end. "Hey what's wrong? What did Nikki do this time?" Vince asked, his fist clenching and unclenching subconsciously. "Nothing Vinny. Look I gotta go, I've got some stuff I've gotta take care of." Now he knew she was lying to him, she only ever called him Vinny when something was seriously wrong. "Okay... I talk to you later, yeah?" Vince asked still clenching and unclenching his fist. "Sure Vinny." (Y/n) muttered before hanging the phone up. Vince frowned before setting the phone down, grabbing his leather jacket and keys immediately afterwards. "Bullshit." He muttered before storming out of his house.

Sighing when someone knocked on the door, (Y/n) tossed the clothes down and walked downstairs to answer the door. "Vince?" (Y/n) frowned at the sight of the blonde before her, who pushed his sunglasses up onto his head. "I already told you, Nikki's not here." She crossed her arms. "I know that." He shrugged before walking around her and into the house. "So what did he do this time?" Vince asked as (Y/n) closed the door behind him, walking passed him and back upstairs. "Doesn't matter Vinny, what's done is done." He grabbed her arm before she could walk into the bedroom. "It matters to me." Vince glanced over her shoulder, spotting her bags and scattered clothes. "Are you going somewhere?" He asked when he looked back to her, confusion clouding his eyes. "West Virginia to stay with my aunt." (Y/n) turned away from Vince, to continue her packing. "For how long?" He asked as he took notice of how much she was packing. "Indefinitely." That single word made Vince's world come to a screeching halt.

"What?" He frowned at her, his eyes darting around the room, noticing that she truly was packing everything up. "It means for good Vince." (Y/n) clarified. "I know what indefinitely means." He scoffed before turning her to look him in the eyes. "Why are you leaving?" He asked. "Because I'm just holding Nikki back." (Y/n) hissed with glossy eyes. "Because the band, and that dope are more important than me, and our unborn baby!" Her voice broke at the end. "Y-you're pregnant?" Vince's voice shook a little, ice seeping into his heart at the news. "Yes I'm fucking pregnant, and Nikki wants nothing to do with me or the baby. He broke things off with me, then stormed out of here, saying that he expects me gone by the time he comes back." (Y/n) spoke through her tears, her heart braking in her chest. "He said that?" Vince gripped her arms a little tighter. "Yes." She whispered before the tears spilled from her brilliant eyes.

Before she could utter another word Vince's lips crashed onto hers, kissing her with more passion than she had experienced in so long. When they parted for air Vince rest his forehead against (Y/n)'s, both of them keeping their eyes closed. "Please don't go." Vince whispered. "I can't imagine my world without you in it." His breath fanned across her moist lips. "Please don't leave me." His voice cracked a little at the end. "Vin-" He cut her off with another kiss, his left hand tangling into her hair, while his right hand found its place on her hip. "Don't go." He begged when they parted again, his eyes glossy with tears, now holding her face between his hands. "Vince I-." (Y/n) cut herself off with a sad smile. "(Y/n) I have loved you since we first met, and if being with Nikki made you happy, then I was okay with not having you." Vince licked his lips.

"But now... Now Nikki's broken your heart, and you're going to leave me behind, and forget about me." A single tear escaped his eye. "Vince I could never forget about you." They both chuckled softly through their tears. "Stay with me, be mine, and let me show you how happy I can make you." Vince urged with pleading eyes. "Are you sure, I mean..." (Y/n) placed a hand onto her belly, Vince knelt before her, placing his hands onto her belly. "I'm positive (Y/n), I've never loved someone the way I love you, and I would be happy to raise this baby with you." He kissed her belly before smiling up at her. "Just give me a chance." He murmured before rising to his feet, holding her hands in his own. "Okay Vince, okay." (Y/n) nodded her head in agreement, giggling when the excitement suddenly burst onto his face, kissing her in his excitement.

"Come on let's get your stuff out of here." Vince suggested as they pulled apart, quickly moving to assist her with packing everything else up, and taking it out to his car. As they were trying to pack up the last of her things, Nikki arrived home, scowling at the sight of Vince and (Y/n) both. "Damn the whore found a new dick to jump on already huh?" Nikki spat, his words making Vince's blood boil. "Shut the fuck up Sixx." Vince warned. "Or what?" Nikki mocked, but before Vince could do anything rash, (Y/n) caught his arm. "Just leave him Vince, he's juiced." (Y/n) pulled his arm. "What about the rest of your stuff?" Vince asked, knowing there were still a few things to get. "Fuck it." She shrugged before tugging his arm. "Are you sure?" Vince asked. "It's just shit he's bought me anyways, so fuck it, fuck all of it." (Y/n) pulled his arm again, convincing him to walk to the car.

"That's right get the fuck outta here, both of you!" Nikki shouted, clearly drunk like (Y/n) had observed. She rolled her eyes and slid into the passenger seat of Vince's car. Before Vince could even start the car Nikki came storming out of the house, with several glass ornaments he had bought (Y/n) over the years. "Jesus Christ." (Y/n) sighed as Nikki began shouting incoherently, before throwing the ornaments to the ground, smashing them each one by one. "Let's go before he does anything else crazy." (Y/n) encouraged Vince, who agreed without a word, backing his car out of the driveway. "Christ he's lost it." Vince commented as they got out onto the road. "It's that junk, it's driving him insane." (Y/n) muttered softly, glancing back at Nikki going crazy in the driveway.

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Note that I actually really love Nikki, but this popped into my head, and well here we are. I hope you enjoyed. And honestly I don't see Nikki necessarily doing something like this, but I wouldn't put it past Sixxy to do something like this.

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joekeeryswife · 1 year

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thinking about writing for Tommy Lee- if you have any requests for him send them in!! (set in the 80s and 90s!) x

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duffys-girl · 2 years

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TOMMY LEE POSTED NUDES, THIS ISNT A JOKE IM ACTUALLY FUCKING SCARED CUZ WTF

#nikki sixx #nikki sixx x reader #mötley crüe x reader #motley crue #tommy lee x reader #tommy lee #vince neil x reader #vince neil #mick mars x reader #mick mars

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queen-of-hellfire666 · 2 years

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This is inspired by the “10 seconds to love” song when it was played in Tulsa live. The rest I just let my fingers type

Pairing: Nikki Sixx X reader/the dirt! Nikki Sixx X reader

Warnings: language, mentions fo sex, fluff, alcohol

“You know, this sleazy man has a girlfriend yall!” Vince yells as I put my head down. “Oh fuck.” I whisper. “Good luck.” Doc pats my back.

“She’s right down stage do y’all want her to come on??!” He screams the crowd goes wild. “Y/n! Come on up here!” Nikki is laughing.

I walk up on stage with help of Vince grabbing my hand. My heels hit the stage. “Isn’t she a pretty one? Head on over to Sixx.” He winks.

I laugh walking to him. “Hi. How ya doing pretty baby?” He flirts like we haven’t met before. “Doing pretty good how about yourself stud.” He plays his Bass down low.

“Sixx! I want your girlfriend to tell you the word and this crowd wants you to get nice and sleazy tonight!!” He yells. Vince hands me the mic. I smirk. “Get sick for me boy.” He salutes me grabbing jack daniels.

Sixx takes a drink and kisses me letting the warm drink move around our mouths. I moan softly at the feeling of Nikki biting my lip and releasing letting me have the drink.

I smile as he pulls away and I swallow. He gives me the bottle. “Tommy looks thirsty does he deserve some??” Vince asks. “Down that Tommy!!” They scream one girl flashing her boobs. I laugh softly.

“Now Sixx’s girlfriend likes it down and sleazy! Let’s see how good she is at downing a bottle of jack!!”

I smile bowing as I take the Jack bottle before throwing it back chugging. I nearly choke but Nikki grabs the bottle from me gently.

He finishes off the bottle for me and kisses me softly. “I love you pretty girl.” He smiles as I hold onto him. I kiss him one last time for good luck.

“You got a show to finish then all this ass is for you.” I wink before waving to the crowd and walking off stage. “Bye future Mrs. Sixx!” I hear Vince call after me causing me to laugh.

“We all know Nikki is gonna get fucked after this!” Tommy laughs over the headset. I can feel the embarrassment pour over me.

I smile walking to the after party room. “Hey boys.” I hold up food. “Baby!” Nikki pulls me into his lap. I laugh putting the food and drinks on the table. “Thank you.”

“Hi precious.“ I pepper his face with kisses. “I missed you.” He whispers taking a fry from the box.

“Let me eat and I’ll give you what you want okay?” He lays his head on me. “I want to just hold you tonight baby. I know it might be drugs and Booze but I wanna hold you and kiss you all night long. Love making not something that’s a quick fuck”

I smile softly. “If that’s what you want.” I kiss his nose before leaning back onto his shoulder. “So, man we getting shit-face drunk tonight or what?” Tommy asks. I shake my head. “Go ahead Nik.”

“I’m good T-bone. I’m gonna get some shut eye tonight.” Tommy raises his eyebrow, Vince starting to stare with confusion and Mick? Well Mick knows how Nikki is feeling.

“Have fun Nikki.” Mick smiles before leaning back on the couch. “Cmon baby.” Nikki leads me by my hand holding it softly.

I smile as he lays on the bed motioning for me. I climb to him and he wraps his arms around me. He takes the blanket and puts it on us quickly. “Oh sweetheart.” He whispers. “Today on that stage you looked amazing.”

“I was terrified.” I whisper smiling. “Well that’s okay because I thought you looked really good and you didn’t seem terrified.” I put my head into his neck.

“Look baby girl, me and you. Forever, your not just some groupie that comes into my life and walks out.. it’s us against the world and I’ll be damned if I’ll let anything happen to you.”

I kiss his neck and nip at his collar bone flesh. “I love you Nikki.” He moves around without saying anything and gets up.

“Baby..” I look over at him. He gets on one knee. “Y/n y/m/n y/l/n. I know living the life of a rockstar with me hasn’t been the best but I want you to know that I love you and want you here every step of the way.”

He pulls out a ring my eyes tearing. “You are the best thing that has ever happened to me besides the band. I was fucked up and you took care of me even though I had issues and have drug abuse problems.”

“So will you stand by my side and make me the happiest man in the world and become Mrs. Nikki Sixx?” He starts to cry. “Yes! Yes I will!” I hug him tight and kiss him. “I love you.. I love you so much.” He whispers. “I love you too.”

“I meant every word of that.” I nod. “I know sugar. I will stay by you no matter what..”

#nikki sixx #nikki sixx x reader #marrying #mötley crüe #mötley crüe x reader

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strawberrtheartsfanfics · 1 year

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Rules!🤍

Hi you can call me T.F that’s my initials and everyone calls me that anyways. So the rules are that some of my posts might contain 18+ content and I am not your mother and don’t have time to block. I only go on here like once a week. English is not my first language but I hope you will love my fics anyways, I will not write death or cheating if it is not important for the plot like leading you to the character you have requested.

I write for a lot of characters and bands

*Gilmore girls

*OBX

*TVD(not as much but maybe)

*Marauders (not Harry Potter though)

*The summer I turned pretty

*Motley CRUE

*Guns and roses

*wanda (but like mommy Wanda😉)

Will not be writing anything Stranger things related sorry I just started watching it and don’t want spoilers but like in a month maybe🤪

This is what I write for do ask if I can do other people or characters am always up for a challenge but I will write a lot of Motley at the moment because I am obsessed 🤩

Please send in asks and request🤍

Love strawberryhearts aka T.F🤍

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undinegeist · 2 years

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flip me the bird, love story (1)

-xx-

I’m at the Rainbow, scanning the room for the bastard band I’ll be following on their next tour...who knows who came up with that brilliant idea.

I'm still glad to be chosen by virtue of having a vagina...if they're about to explode, it could be the story of a lifetime...enough to make it worth just about everything.

“Y/N, glad you could make it.” There's the manager; I've had the displeasure of, up to this point, only meeting him on the phone. “I was starting to think you weren't coming."

“Nothing short of the apocalypse would stop me.” I play it off cool, but that's just show; this is gonna be rad. "Where are they?"

“In the back, to avoid damage.” He sighs. “Probably breaking shit 'cause we're not there yet.”

I follow him, and of fucking course the scene is the ultimate rockstar wet dream; half-naked woman dancing everywhere, chicks crawling out from under tables around the room, wiping men off their lips as they move on to the next one; one doing just that where the bad boys are siiting...sitting back, riding on their blow jobs like they didn't even happen, which if you believe the hype that they get so much, might as well not have.

"Bitches, aren't they?" I shouldn't say that, but fuck it; it's what they are.

I haven't gotten this far by playing nice, despite the warning from bitch boss that I behave, not blow this for him...as if he hadn't been salivating to go, knowing they'd never agree to a suburban suit sitting in...using me, using him. My win, his loss...loss springs eternal.

“Absolutely." He says it with a super straight face, where I had expected a scolding. "You dealt with these types before?"

"Yeah, made the mistake of dating a bass player...can't get much lower than that." Though that was just how I liked it.

He whistles. "That'd do it for ya. Mind if I ask who was the prick?"

"Some nobody who hasn't flown. Point is...I can hack them."

"Good...Lord knows they could use that."

The moment they see McGhee, they're hollering, screaming him over...with a long-suffering sigh, he leads the way.

"What's up, boys? Need me to get you another bitch?"

“As if we’d need you for that...” Half snarl, half words, messy hair insanity, the barb was all he wanted, must be Sixx.

"Just wondering who your friend is." That's blondie Vince, the sex fiend, if the hype be right.

"This is Y/N Y/L/N, the gal from Hit Parader down to tail us...bless her soul, she’s gonna need it."

I roll my eyes internally, but appreciate the sentiment.

"Y/N Y/L/N? As in, Axl Rose's bitch?" His lip curls in disgust, as well he might...Axl is a real bitch.

"It was actually Duff, and for one night only. Any other questions about who I've fucked?"

"Would you give it up?" He licks his lips in that way, that way that only works if you've already got your panties in a twist.

"Do you have all night?" Who cares if it's true...it's only what he wants to hear, what I want to give him.

He laughs, throwing his head back along with the whiskey...more tempting than he is, right now.

"At least we have all tour to get to the bottom of that little list…" He smirks, a taunt, a challenge, throws me a wink, lopsided 'cause he's high out of his ass...

The worst of it is that it barely matters; I'd still spread my legs for him...if I was anyone else, if I wasn’t tagging along with them for however long...he'll never give me the time of day if I give him what he wants so quick...and so, that's how it starts, with me flipping him the bird.

Isn't that how all love stories go?

-xx-

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#nikki sixx x reader #motley crue x reader #vince neil x reader #tommy lee x reader #mötley crüe x reader #motley crue fic #nikki sixx fic

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nyxnygma · 2 years

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Innocence || Tommy Lee

[Tommy Lee x Fem!Virgin!Reader]

Summary: The reader and her boyfriend, Tommy, make-out session turns into reader riding his thigh

Warnings: SMUT, slight innocence kink, thigh riding, praise kink?

A/N: yet again I wrote the actual smut first and then the beginning of it is shit cause I was rushing it. Probably won’t write that much detailed smut anymore because it’s a lot of pressure (unless someone makes a request that I just have to do)

Masterlist

You sat closely to Tommy on the sofa as you both enjoyed the after party, him more than you. You had never been to a proper party before you met your boyfriend and you still weren’t exactly sure how you were meant to act, so you would stick to the drummers side.

You were growing bored so you started to play with the ends of his hair. “You okay, babe?” He turns to face you.

“Mhm,” you hum as you lean closer to him as you start to attack his neck with soft kisses, “Bit bored though.”

“Oh that’s no good,” a smile grows on his face, “cmon then.”

He grabbed your hand and lead you to his bedroom where he sat down onto the bed and ushered you to straddle him. The drummer wrapped his arms around your waist and smiled stupidly at you.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” You giggled.

“Can’t help it,” he sighs, “you’re just so fucking beautiful.”

Heat spread across your face as you pulled him into a passionate kiss.

One of your hands were placed on his cheek, pulling him impossibly close to you, and the other ran through his unruly hair. All the loud sounds from the other room were blocked out for the both of you and the only noises you focused on were the soft grunts and heavy breathing.

You were doing no more than innocent kissing but you felt an ache in your core that you so desperately wanted Tommy to take care of. You couldn’t explain it.

You two hadn’t taken that next step, he would be your first time and he knew that so he wanted to take things slow because he had never felt this much love for anyone but you. He wanted to make it clear that he loved you for you and not for your body. But you needed something, anything.

Your hands move to grip his shoulders tightly and you pulled him in close as time went on, beginning to grind your core down against one of his thighs. You thought you were being subtle enough, but of course he felt it.

He pulled away and looked down at you with a smug smirk. “What are you doing, babe?” He asked softly, having no intention to embarrass you but your cheeks flushed red again regardless and your eyes just couldn’t seem to meet his no matter how hard you tried. “Did that feel good?” He promoted, wanting an answer out of you before he took it any further.

“Yes,” you admit, finally looking up at him to find his eyes blown wide with lust and all of his focus on you.

“Keep going, just like this,” he told you, his large hands coming down to your hips to move you himself, dragging your core back and forth. “Have you ever done this before with your pillows?” He asked gently.

The only answer you could give the drummer was a shake of your head, all of your focus on trying to keep quiet and control yourself as much as you could.

“You’ll like this, baby. I promise. I’m gonna make you feel so good,” he told you, before latching his lips down on your neck, right on a spot that made your core drip, soaking your underwear. You trembled in his arms, your breath hitching as you fought to contain a moan but he wasn’t having it. “Let me hear you. I wanna be the first one to hear those pretty little noises,” he told you, coaxing you into letting go.

All it took was that lick of confidence to get you going, not holding back the whimpers and moans that were spilling from your lips as the friction of your clit sent wave after wave of pleasure through your body. “Feels so good,” you told him weakly, the coil in your stomach already beginning to tighten.

“Good girl. You’re doing so good for me, baby. I love hearing those noises,” he praised, the confidence in you only skyrocketing with his words.

You both kept on like that for a few minutes, with him giving you encouragements and praise until you were trembling and so, so close to release.

“Tommy, I- I’m,” you began to stutter out, unable to control your words through your moans.

“Cum all over my thigh, Y/N. You’re gonna look even more pretty when you cum,” he mused, his hands taking back over to grind you down hard on his thigh.

You came with a cry of his name on your lips, shaking and tense until you crashed down onto his chest. He was quick to rearrange you so you were sitting sideways on his lap, not wanting to overstimulate you, and wrapped his arms around you.

“You did so good. And you were so fucking pretty when you came like that. All for me,” he said gently, a hand trailing up and down your spine until your breathing evened out.

“Do you want me to…?” you asked hesitantly when you finally looked up, referencing the bulge left unattended in his leather pants.

“No it’s okay, babe. This was all for you,” he told you with an easy smile before he brought you back in to kiss you softly, “we’ll try more stuff another day.”

“I love you,” you state.

“I love you too,” he places a soft kiss to your forehead.

“We can try tomorrow maybe,” you shoot him a mischievous grin.

“Tomorrow it is,” the drummer chuckles as he hugs you closer to his chest.

#tommy lee smut #tommy lee x reader #tommy lee #tommy lee x reader fluff #I need sleep #motley crue #mötley crüe #motley crue x reader #mötley crüe x reader #Nikki sixx

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robocoplesb · 7 months

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Hey! Thanks for answering my question<3

I saw that you have smut posted but if you don't want to write that I can request something sfw.

I'm also taking requests so feel free to message me <3

Request;

Can I have a Nikki Sixx smut where reader is Nikki's soft spot and he's an asshole to everybody but her, so when she's being a brat at soundcheck for the Dr. Feelgood tour he just takes her back to his dressing room and gives her some softdom punishment? Like praising and thigh riding and stuffs?

Thankies!! ^^

I HATE EVERYONE ELSE IN THE WORLD BUT YOU, nikki sixx.

warnings: smut, thigh riding, blowjob, kisses, jealous!nikki, longfic (?), you and nikki have a long term relationship, praise, degradation, punishment.

author's note: hey bae! apologies for the delay. this is probably the longest thing i've ever written, i hope you don't mind. i don't have that much experience writing smut so I'm sorry if it didn't turn out the way you wanted! also, really liked your blog:) good read, kisses<3

“— do you think...like...he's okay?” — tommy asked you, almost static as you two watched nikki argue with a random sound crew guy.

“— uhum.” — you muttered, with a carefree expression. you knew better than anyone how stressed nikki was lately. you were probably the only person who understood him, who understood how important that album was to him and how he was really trying. during the recording of the album, you waited for him at home late at night, just to listen to him and be able to help with what was possible.

even though vince, tommy and mick thought you didn't care much for his sudden humor outbursts, you were always keeping an eye on him. did you know that most of the time, he just started yelling at people on pure impulse, but still wanted to prevent something worse from happening.

and, well, the boys loved you like you were part of their “family”, from the moment they met you as nikki's new girlfriend, a few years ago, they knew you weren't like the others. you kept pace with nikki, but were still very responsible and decided, and that was exactly what he needed. the thing is: not even all that affection they had for you was able to make them not be confused by how nikki was with you compared to others. it was obvious to everyone that you were the love of his life, yet they still couldn't understand how he could be so sweet to you while being such an asshole to everyone else.

and that was exactly what tommy was thinking about when he didn't even notice the bassist approaching you two. but you notice, you took a deep breath and smiled as your eyes followed nikki's figure, relieved because he dropped the argument.

tommy winced, noticing the annoyed expression on nikki's face as he walked. before he could start thinking about the thousands of shit nikki would shout at him at that moment, he saw nikki's expression change instantly as he walked towards you.

“— hey, princess.” — he says to you as he passes by you two, not forgetting to leave a peck on your lips.

honestly, for the drummer, there was no logical explanation for what happened between you and your boyfriend. he starts to consider bringing the idea of always keeping you around to vince and mick, thinking it was the easiest way to deal with nikki.

tommy turned to where you were sitting next to him, wanting to tell you a joke about it, but you weren't there. he quickly scans the stadium and stage, trying to find you. he can see you running after nikki to the dressing room before the two of you disappear behind the curtains.

★

the boys were about 20 minutes waiting for nikki, they had agreed to meet in the stage in ten minutes, for soundcheck, but all they knew was that, according to tommy, you and him disappeared somewhere backstage to make out. mick, visibly irritated, prepared to grab his guitar and head back to the dressing room when the bassist finally appeared. he seemed calmer, it was evident for the stupid smile on his face and (your) red lipstick stains on his neck. the guitarist wants to punch him for how calm he looks even though he knows he is 20 minutes late.

by the time he arrives at his position on stage, you sit in another corner of the stage, a little away from the musicians.

"— so, are we starting this shit or what?"

they went through five songs before the first break (which happened because vince said he wanted to go over some more lyrics again). nikki slung the bass over her shoulder and looked at where you were a few minutes ago, recording the soundcheck. he remembers seeing you there at the beginning of the last song, but now, you weren't there anymore.

he looked back and saw tommy walking to the dressing room. he shouted, getting the drummer's attention.

“— tommy, have you seen yn around here?"

“— nah, man. she must have gone to get some water or something” — he said quickly and went back on his way.

nikki imagined the same and didn't care too much at first, walking to his own dressing room. at least, he didn't care too much until he saw where you were. or better, who you were with. when he looked at the door, a plate with his name carved behind you and a very familiar man. evan-fucking-decker. he stood there, watching, trying to figure out the possibility of evan decker showing up backstage at a mötley crue concert and meeting you.

so, evan was like a roadie for the band for a few years, a long time ago. things kind of ended with him when he and nikki had an little intense argument. years later, at a festival, they met again, but this time you and nikki were already together. your boyfriend was at least surprised when you and the blonde recognized each other. when you were alone again, you told him you met evan as teenager, at summer camp, and that you stopped talking after he confessed liking you.

normally, nikki didn't give a shit about things from the past, like relationships and stuff like that. however, nikki remembered one time talking to evan late at night, drinking and talking about their lives. he remembered evan telling about a girl he fell in love with when he was younger. he remembered the whole story, actually, including the part where he said he hoped to meet her again someday, maybe get a second chance. maybe that memory made him think he noticed something different in evan's look at you. after that day, you met a few more times, always at music-related events, but nikki always looked sulky when he saw that man's face. until today, you didn't knew why.

“— sixx! it's been so long!” — fuck. did he really have to talk to that guy?

nikki fakes his best smile as he walks up to you both, putting an arm around your waist and leaves a kiss on your cheek.

“— hey, evan, didn't know you would be here today!” — he said, trying to sound as friendly as possible as his hand lightly squeezed you waist.

“— ah, my friend is helping with the production. decided to stop by to visit an old friend.” — evan looked at you as he spoke, blushing a little.

you laughed as nikki tried very hard not to open that dressing room door and lock himself in there with you until he left. the feel of your head resting on his shoulder may have been what calmed him down.

“— so, hm..you are...like..” — he said, looking a little nervous when he noticed how close you and nikki were.

“— yes! for three years. you didn't knew?"

nikki thanks you for answering before him. for him, it was amazing the way evan's expression changed from excitement to disappointment. he wanted to laugh, looking like a bully kid at school.

“— no..hm, i heard something about it but i didn't believe.” — he said, kinda awkwardly .

“— why not?” — you asked, laughing, like it was a joke.

“— ah, you know...” — he chuckles — “— you are kind of opposite spirits.”

you got confused. in fact, one of the reasons you were attracted to nikki since the first time you saw him, it was how you felt he was the first person who shared the same thoughts as you. how you felt understood.

before thinking of an answer, you turned to your boyfriend, noticing how silent he was. something nikki didn't know about you is that you could read his thoughts just by hearing his voice on the phone. you always knew how he was feeling, and although there were few times he got jealous of you, did you notice his grip on your waist, almost possessive, and the look at evan, almost murderous.

you thought it was funny, and it was a good opportunity to get rid of the boredom you was feeling all morning. you quickly say goodbye to evan, pushing nikki into the dressing room.

“— finally.” — he says, taking a deep breath and sitting down on the couch. “— i can't stand that guy.”

you laughed as you closed the door. you went to the couch too, sitting on nikki's lap.

“— i can't believe you're jealous of a guy i haven't seen in almost three years.” — you said in a mocking tone as you settled into his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck.

“— apparently, three years wasn't enough for him to forget you.” — he rolled his eyes, trying hard not to give in to your touch.

“— why are you so affected by this?” — you asked as looked into his eyes. “— i didn't even remember his name. i'm not his friend since i was 15. i thought you were more confident..” — you smiled, teasing him.

“— and i thought you were smarter.” — he said seriously, making you start to get annoyed at his childish behavior. “— honestly, he fucking asked if we are dating, when he knows we are, because you said it when he met us at that festival. he was literally waiting for you to say no so he could take you to the nearest bathroom and-”

“— fine! fuck it, i understood!” — you interrupted him, putting your hand over his mouth for him to stop talking — “— fucking gross, sixx.." — you said a little disgusted, wondering how he was going to finish that sentence.

he gently grabbed your wrist and removed your hand from his face. “— well, that's exactly what he wants, whether you like it or not. and, you know, i'm generally not a big fan of guys who want to try their luck with my girlfriend.”

you smile and hold back your laughter "— i'm not going to argue with you because you look really cute when you get all possessive." — you get closer, leaving a few kisses on his face.

and nikki tries to maintain that tough pose, but when he feels you so close, after 20 minutes away, and knowing that now he will have to spend at least an hour without touching you, it seems like pride just disappears. nikki has always been like this with you, but only with you. it was physically impossible for him not to treat you like a goddess 100% of the time. and he saw you like that, as a point of light and comfort in his mind, he absolutely adored you.

you giggle against his skin as you feel his fingertips caress your hips. you pull away and stare at him for a moment. god, nikki was the most beautiful man in the world, you were sure of that.

his redemption to your charms is sealed by the gentle kiss he leaves on your lips. he feels like he melts with the artificial strawberry taste on your lips, pulling you closer until it's impossible to deepen that kiss any further. but it was still gentle, the way he held you by your waist, or how he smiled when he felt you moan softly against his lips, it was gentle.

you wish it had lasted longer. in fact, if you had known that the conversation with evan would take up so much of the time that you and nikki could have been making out on the couch, you would've said goodbye before. but you only realized when mick's angry voice sounded through the dressing room.

“— seriously, sixx, feel free to get into yn's pants AFTER the show ends, preferably”

you realize that nikki is ready to shout some childishness at mick, but thinks it's not worth it. you two would have more time after soundcheck, right?

before he says anything, you grab his face and kiss him again. less time consuming, sweet enough to make him forget whatever he was going to yell at mick.

you get off his lap and he kisses you one last time before going back to the stage. a simple goodbye that can't hide how much you both wanted to not care about any of that and can simply extend that moment.

★

"— who's that?” — nikki heard tommy ask, but didn't even bother to answer.

actually, tommy didn't care, but he was a little worried about nikki. he saw the bass player standing still for the last 10 minutes after the sound check was over. he thought nikki was going to run into his arms, but he was just staring at you talking to some random guy from afar.

“— ...nikki?” — tommy put his hand on nikki's shoulder, surprised when he felt the bassist walk away abruptly in your direction. confused, he just turned around to sort out his own things.

so, contextualizing, maybe you felt a little bored after a long 20 minutes of lying on the couch and listening to the band practice. I mean, not that it was boring. you loved life on the road, and loved accompanying the boys on tour, but you just didn't do much more than watch the boys all day before going back to the hotel.

it started as a silly joke, you thought nikki didn't even notice. you told evan that you were sorry for saying goodbye so hastily, he just laughed and said he understood. you said a few things to see if he would continue the topic, which he did without hesitation. so, you weren't sure how long you had been here, briefly listening to everything evan was saying, nodding your head to pretend you were paying complete attention as you let yourself catch your eye on nikki on stage from time to time.

you caught him staring a few times, which was the only reason you stayed where you were. you thought it was funny that nikki thought nvan liked you, because besides thinking it was stupid, all you could think about was how impossible it was. he was a nice guy, but wasn't even close to being your type.

In fact, you weren't so sure you thought he was that nice when you felt something akin to relief at being pulled away from him. the weak grip of nikki's hand on your arm, pulling you back to the dressing room, makes you laugh as you look at your boyfriend's serious expression.

“— baby, what's that?” — you say, laughing softly, knowing that nikki's temper wouldn't last long.

and he doesn't answer you, just opening the door and slipping into the room with you again.

"— no, sincerely, what the fuck was that?" - he lets go of your arm, sitting on the couch while rubbing his temples.

"— it was your girlfriend talking with someone, stupid” — You said, testing his patience. you weren't trying to be mean to nikki, you were just interested in the consequences that would bring you.

“— oh no, don't act innocent. you weren't even paying attention to what he was saying!"

“— how do you know? you weren't there!” — you say, holding back a laugh.

ge leans back on the couch, looking at you. “— because not even when you try can you take your attention away from me, right?"

you smile and cross your arms, walking towards him. you slowly sit on his lap, searching for any trace of calm on nikki's face. the depth in his greenish irises is what makes you want to go all the way. you feel his hand go up from your knee to your thigh, you place your hand on top of his, caressing the tips reddened from the bass.

“— you are terrible at teasing” — you both laugh as you adjust yourself on his lap, facing him.

“— really? it's not how you reacted...” — you smiled mischievously as you felt his hands running around your waist.

you know you have what you wanted when you feel the hunger of his lips against yours. the desperate way he squeezes your waist, pulling you closer, wanting more. you moan against his lips during this, feeling the pressure of his leg against your intimacy as he guides your body closer to his.

you immediately feel like you should have held in that fucking moan, because the next one is even louder, when nikki purposely presses her thigh against your clothed pussy again. despite the layers of your clothes, the warm feeling that spreads through your body is not light and it makes you want to cry knowing that he would still tease you for a while longer.

"— that's what you were thinking this whole time, baby? all needy...” — he laughs. you try your best to focus on what he was saying, but you just can't. you feel your body needy, fighting for more contact with nikki's, at a point where it's all you can think about.

you run your fingers along the zipper of his pants, trying to undo it, but is interrupted by nikki's hand patting yours, scolding you.

“— uh-huh...not yet” — the smile he gives you says enough, he wants to see how far you'll go for this. honestly, you could kneel down and beg at that point, but along with the excitement, your ego stayed with you at that moment. "— i won't touch you yet, pretty thing. i want to see how you will relieve yourself now.”

"— nikki-” — you pant, not sure if you can handle his teasing right now.

“— what, honey? did you think i was going to give you everything so easily?” — he took your hand from his crotch, bringing it to his lips and leaving a chaste kiss. “— you will show me that you deserve it first. actually, we both know you don't, hm? but I'll give you what you want anyway, I'll just make you beg a little”

and that's exactly what he does, in that way that he knows turns you on. the cynical look and that provocative smile that never leaves his face as he follows your every move.

he has fun with it all. you let out a whimper of dissatisfaction as you grip his shoulders, revolted by the idea of having to reach your own climax even when your fucking boyfriend was beneath you.

you started with quick movements, using all the strength your sensitive body had at that moment to continue the movements up and down nikki's thigh.

you're sure that with every inch your sex travels against his leg, you get more wet. you try to hold back your moans, wanting to show some control in the situation, but it is impossible. you feel small at nikki's look, frustrated with how he was managing to control himself.

he controls himself well, biting his lip while an arm is around your waist, he looks serene despite the fact that he's holding himself back from ruining you on that couch.

and it was hard to control himself while you looked such a beautiful mess on him. the messy hair, the lip gloss smudged on the corner of the mouth, the shirt strap falling off your shoulder (which made him groan softly when he realized you weren't wearing anything under your shirt)

he could feel the tightness in his own pants as you moved more intensely, listening to the pornographic noises you made. he was sure he could hear it outside the dressing room, he just didn't really care. it wasn't like you could just let yourself care about it now, too busy pleasing yourself.

you pressed your face against nikki's neck, slightly muffling your moans, not like it helped. your whimpers turned into long moans, full of need. nikki understood why your moans became even louder against his skin, noticing how you are trying even harder to move.

“— what, princess? got tired of rubbing yourself like a little whore on me?" — he said mocking.

panting, you hold onto him tightly when you stop moving, feeling your pussy dripping with excitement. he leaves a slap on your ass before grabbing it, his big hands not being gentle at all as he brings his lips closer to your ear.

“— that's what you are, right, baby? my desperate little whore..."

you nod your head. “— i am.” — you whisper. It's funny to see how you struggle to hold onto his words, all to show yourself as his possession.

that's how he made you feel. his. his girl. his whore. all his. and this feeling you gave him, the feeling of possession, of having you, it was the purest confirmation that he was yours just the same.

"— you are, huh?” — he laughs. nikki's hand goes behind your neck, making you look at him. his gaze is deep as he brings his thumb to your lips, slightly parting them to stick a finger in your mouth.

you moan as you run your tongue against his finger. he trails kisses from your chest to your neck. then from your neck to your cheek, stopping at your earlobe.

“— get on your knees for me, princess.”

he takes his finger out of your mouth, lightly patting your cheek before leaning in to kiss you again. he kisses you hungrily, deeply, you reciprocate with the same intensity.

when his lips leave yours, you both know what's going to happen. he leans back on the couch as he watches you get off his lap and kneel between his legs. he smiles at the sight, stroking your hair as you look at him.

"— such a beautiful little thing..."

you don't want him to notice that you blushed at his comment, quickly turning her face and looking at his pants, undoing the zipper. his cock was visibly marked by his already tight leather pants. you hurry to take off his boxers.

you push the tip to your lips, giving kitten-licks while stroking the rest of his length. the moan that nikki lets out sounds relieved. he closes his eyes at the warm feeling of your tongue touching his member.

it doesn't take long for you to take all of him in your mouth. your hands rest on his thighs as you hum against his dick, feeling the tip going deeper, your tongue running from the tip to his balls. you were trying to take it slow, not choke, but your boyfriend didn't contribute much.

despite the loud moans, he wanted more. you were caught off guard when he grabbed your hair to press your face against his crotch, making you gag. you close your eyes and let out a soft moan that is muffled by his cock, trying your best to take deep breaths through your nose, the tip hits deep in your throat. You open your eyes when he softens his grip on your hair, pulling you back before rubbing the dick against your lips.

you moan and lick everything he puts within reach of your tongue. he lets you take a deep breath before pushing his cock into your mouth again, again and again.

“— fuck, that's a good girl. such a good girl for me, princess. taking me so good..."

you hear him moan as he fucks your mouth. you roll your eyes in pleasure at the sensation, feeling a little saliva drip from your mouth to your chest.

“— i'm going to cum so hard in that little mouth.” — he says, feeling the orgasm getting closer and closer. "— my fucking little slut, waiting for me to put you on your place.”

and you like being treated like that, you both know. going from a princess to a whore, making you feel even wetter every time he degrades or praises you.

all that hits you is nikki's loud, hoarse moan as you feel something hot running down your throat. he finally lets go of your hair as you feel his taste invade your senses. it's something fine between sweet and savory, but you couldn't say you don't think it's delicious.

“— so good, princess, so fucking good..." — he says breathlessly. you feel a hand caress your cheek before patting nikki's thigh, inviting you to sit there again.

you gather some strength in your body before practically throwing yourself on nikki's lap. he laughs and hugs your waist before pulling you closer, kissing you again.

he kisses you gently, making you whimper against his mouth every time he makes a move to deepen. the kiss is long, it allows nikki to feel his own taste in your mouth. when he pulls away, you lay your head on his chest.

the tip of your nose rubs against his neck, smelling a soft scent of men's cologne that comforts you and turns you on even more.

“— love you so much, my baby” — he says docilely as his fingertips run from your thighs to your crotch. “— did so good for me”

nikki's simple validation can make you groan, pleased with yourself for taking away his bad mood. “— love you more.." — you say as you lift your head to look at him, your noses touching.

your next kiss is still slow, but not like the other. it's wet, almost sloppy and you both can feel that sexual tension burning through your skin. you moan against his lips when you feel the tip of his finger passing between your legs, caressing your pussy through the fabrics.

“— needing some attention, right, princess?”

he feels your head bump against his shoulder as his hand runs down your pants. fuck, you're going to make a huge mess before this show even starts.

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tobybestupid · 3 months

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Cuddle..sex?

Terror Twins x Reader

Tw: Swears, gentle sex, sleepy Nikki, Energetic Tommy, your lazy, fem!reader, masterbation, Nikki and Tommy flirting.

Nikki was cuddling you, his head between your boobs as he snored quietly. Then the door flung open, you moved your head away from the pillow to look up at Tommy.

"Tommy... what the fuck- shhh... Nikki's slee-" You were quickly cut off by Tommy screaming.

"THERE'S A SPIDER-... And I'm horny" He yelled, Nikki grumbled as Tommy yelled. He nuzzled his head into your chest more as Tommy looked over at Nikki.

"You guys cuddling with our me? Huh, guess I'll just jerk off at the end of the bed" Tommy grumbled as he sat down at the end.

Nikki looked up at Tommy, "Won't let me do that huh?" Nikki teased as he cuddled you— it got a giggle out of you.

"Get over here hot stuff and do it" Tommy flirted with a smirk, you giggled gently.

"Why don't I help out too, huh?- Well, actually. Me and Nikki are kinda comfortable right now..." You said, Tommy threw his head back and let out an exaggerated groan as he crawled over to you two and laid between you guys.

"Hey! Fuck off I was cuddling her!" Nikki groaned as he crawled over Tommy and cuddled you again.

Tommy got behind you and began to undo his pants, he kicked them off and tossed them in the floor. You were wearing thin shorts so you felt his cock press against you ass, Nikki grunted as he reached over to Tommy's clothes cock and began to rub it.

"Fuhh- fuckin' hell..." Tommy mumbled, he slipped your shorts off and then your panties came off quickly after.

He began to rub your wet slit, then your clit causing soft moans to slip from your mouth. Nikki was still stroking Tommy cock witch made him grunt and groan, Tommy then took off his boxers and pulled you into his lap.

"Hey! What the fuck Tommy..." Nikki grumbled, pulling his own pants off and then his boxers.

"What.." Tommy grumbled as he sat up and let you grind yourself against his cock, before slipping himself into you.

You moaned and tossed your head back, your cunt was tight around his thick cock.

"Mm...fuck, fuckin' hell." Tommy mumbled, it made Nikki jealous. Nikki was still rather tired so he yawned before beginning to rub his dick gently.

Your nails dug into Tommy's back as you bounced on his cock making small slapping noises. Nikki growled softly as he bucked his hips into his hand, it wasn't enough.

"Awh, Nikki gettin' a little jealous over there?" Tommy asked, one of his hand going to your hips as the other went to go jerk Nikki off.

Nikki whined impatiently, he was so tired yet so horny. You smirked as Tommy jerked Nikki off gently, Nikki let out a soft moan as he looked at you.

You quickly slipped off Tommy's dick, his cock was now wet and throbbing.

"Fuck..c'mon, please..?" Tommy grunted as he watched you curl up next to Nikki, he laid on his side and pulled you towards him. You nuzzled your head into his chest as he slipped his cock into your warm cunt.

"Fuh-fuck..i- shit.." He mumbled gently as he slowly thrusted in and out of you, Tommy quickly became jealous so he took Nikki's hand and put it in his own cock.

Nikki jerked off Tommy gently as he slowly went in and out of you, you felt him becoming close to coming.

Tommy thrusted his hips up into Nikki's hand as he quickly came, Tommy's cum got all over Nikki's hand so you smirked before pulling Nikki's hand towards your face. Tommy groaned as he watched you lick it off Nikki's hand, you were moaning quietly as Nikki quickly came in you.

Nikki was panting softly as he pulled out of you, he whined softly.

"Cuddle..?" Nikki mumbled, so you curled up Infront of him, and Tommy wrapped himself around Nikki from behind him.

"Night..." Nikki was cut off by a yawn. "Night..."

#x reader #80s rock #mick mars #nikki sixx #mötley crüe #tommy lee #vince neil #mick mars x reader #tommy lee x reader #nikki sixx x reader #vince neil x reader #terror twins x reader #terror twins

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fanaticbitchhh · 9 months

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piercings and tattoos

dom!nikki x afab!reader x dom!tommy

as you can tell, i got lazy at the end 💀

warnings: p in v, mention of piercings and tattoos, mention of parties (its mötley crüe what do you expect?) threesome, blowjob

let me know if i missed any warnings!

lowercase intended!

you opened your eyes, the bright lights shining from the open curtains. you groaned, your head was pounding and you could barely remember anything from the night before. the only thing you could remember was the massive party the crüe had, the mass amount of jack you had drunk and the coke you had snorted had kept you going for most of the night.

you felt a pain on your back, a sharp one. it was like needles stabbing into your back. you got up, wiping your face with your hands and walking to a mirror. you gasped at the sight you saw. a tongue piercing, an eyebrow piercing and a septum piercing. how had you let this happen? you huffed once more before heading into the kitchen, grabbing 5 water bottles and some asprin.

you made your way upstairs slowly, careful not to trip up the stairs. you walk into tommys room, placing an asprin and a water bottle on his bedside table before walking to nikki’s and vince’s room and doing the same. sadly walking into vince’s room caused you to see him with 2 girls along with some trauma coming out of there.

you sat down in your bedroom, mindlessly strumming your guitar to take your mind off the pain in your lower back. after a while, you heard shuffling on the landing and you walk out of your room, expecting vince but seeing tommy instead.

“why’re you up so early?” you ask, since hes not normally up at this time.

“could ask you the same thing.” he groans, rubbing his eyes.

“im up early most of the time, you? ehh not so much” you say, smiling at him.

clearly we woke nikki up from this conversation as he came out of his room.

“can you shush tommy? you’re so loud.” he says, his voice raspy from just waking up, tommy puts his arms up in frustration at this.

you laugh at his reaction before frowning, the pain on my lower back starting to really hurt.

“can one of you check my back for me? it hurts like a bitch.” you ask, turning around and lifting my shirt up a bit at the back.

you hear the boys gasp and chuckle when they see your back.

“what? what is it?” you ask worridly.

“well, you got a tattoo last night.” nikki smiles, wrapping his arm around your shoulders.

“what? seriously?” you ask, laughing a bit.

the two boys nod at this, chuckling. you rush downstairs, tripping on the last two steps and you check the mirror by the stairs. the tattoo was nice at first, it showing lightning coming from a heart that said ‘n+t’s bitch’. when you saw that you audibly gasped.

“nikki! tommy! what the fuck!” you yell, despite the headache, you were still frustrated.

“what’s up princess?” nikki smirks, knowing what you were freaking out about.

you blushed slightly at the nickname but you quickly brush it off.

“who took me to get this done?” you ask quickly.

“we both did sweetheart” tommy chimes in.

“who d’ya think picked out the design” nikki winks.

you groan quietly, looking to the other side of the room to avoid eye contact. that was cut short by nikki putting a finger under your chin and facing you towards him.

“we think its pretty hot anyway” he smirks.

“you do?” you ask, seeking confirmation.

“of course we do” tommy adds.

“thats good then, i guess i am your bitch” you joke, seeking a reaction out of them both.

tommy takes your hand leading you into his room, nikki following close behind and locking tommy’s bedroom door.

“yeah you are y/n. our bitch, understand?” nikki says, you gulp, nodding your head as you felt heat pooling between my legs.

“i need your words y/n.” he says sternly.

“yes! i understand nikki..” you say, looking up at nikki innocently.

“good girl.” he replies, smirking.

“now lets get this party started hmm?” tommy asks, silently asking for consent.

you nod, smiling at the two as they come closer. tommy leans in, kissing you sloppily while nikki runs his hands over your thighs. you break away the kiss when nikki taps your thighs.

“can i?” nikki asks, referring to the shorts you had on.

you nod, tommy pulling you back into a kiss while nikki pulled your shorts down. he parted your legs, giving himself more access. he kissed your clit before licking a strip through your slit, making you shudder and moan in tommy’s mouth. you gasped, throwing your head back as nikki started to tongue-fuck you, rubbing your clit with his thumb.

in the meantime, tommy took your shirt off as well as your bra, kneading your tits.

“dont stop tommy! s’good!” you moan, putting a hand in his hair and tugging it.

“didnt plan on it.” he mumbles.

you didnt even feel your orgasm building until you let go all over nikki’s face, moaning out in ecstasy. you catch your breath, breathing heavily and letting out a small mewl every now and then from nikki nipping at your thighs and tommy kissing your neck.

“you ready for the fun part?” tommy smirks, looking at you with excitement written all over his face.

“yes tommy” you reply, kissing his cheek.

nikki comes up from his spot between your thighs, as much as he loved it, he wanted to be inside you more than anything. tommy positions himself infront of you, taking his pants and shirt off while nikki does the same but behind you.

“now, get on your hands and knees pretty girl” nikki says, pressing on your back slightly with his warm hands, while you obey.

he lines himself up with your pussy, his tip running through your folds causing you to let out a loud moan of his name. tommy starts to jerk himself off a little before putting his cock infront of your lips, tapping them. you open your mouth, eager to taste him. you cant help but moan at the taste of him in your mouth.

before you could even start moving, tommy grabs your hair, guiding you up and down his cock. while nikki grips your hips, pushing himself into you, groaning slightly at the feeling.

“you’re so tight, s’ tight for me hmm?” he hums, slapping your ass when you dont answer.

you moan at the contact, lifting off of tommy’s cock to reply.

“yes nikki! tight just for you!” you moan out, before sucking tommy off again.

you feel the coil in your stomach get tighter, telling you that you were close.

“m’ so close” you mumble, muffled by tommy’s cock.

“think shes close nikki” tommy laughs, letting out a groan.

nikki starts to go faster at this, hitting your g-spot almost immediately. you can feel it become tighter.

“gonna cum!” you moan.

you cum, and shortly after tommy and nikki do too. your legs give out, causing you to collapse on tommy.

“m’ tired” you mumble, cuddling into tommy.

“i know, lets get you a bath and then you can sleep” tommy says, you agree wanting the two to take care of you.

they run you a nice bath, washing your hair and body for you. when you get out, they dry you, giving you one of nikkis shirts and tommy’s pajamas pants.

you leave the bathroom, wobbling but making it to the bed without falling completely. you smile as you feel the bed dip either side of you, the feeling of arms wrapping around you was enough to lull you to sleep.

#tommy lee x reader #nikki sixx smut #tommy lee smut #mötley crüe #smut

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teddypickerry · 1 year

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𝐌𝐔𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐇-𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐒.

pairings! nikki sixx x fem reader

word count! 2.4k

summary! in which the brutal ending of y/n & tommy’s relationship leaves an opening for nikki

a/n! i’m not in love w this BUTTT it’ll do the job. also guys??? i’ve read like every fucking nikki thing on this app pls help. need more!!!! but yeah idk this kinda sucks.

"how long after a breakup can you ask someone out?" was the words that made mick mars' typical poker face turn into something quite different. considering the man speaking them, nikki goddamn sixx, the king of sleaze, was questioning this. there was doubt in the guitarist's mind who nikki had in mind while thinking out loud. y/n y/l/n. otherwise known as, y/n, tommy lee's girlfriend.

the two sat around in mars' dressing room for their vegas show. which so luckily happened to be y/n's current residence. mick balanced his guitar on his lap and a bottle of something that was definitely not water against his leg. he preferred his alone time before the havoc of the shows. so when his bassist interrupted this sacred hour, he was incredibly dissatisfied. nikki dragged himself in the room as if he was in pain. there was a million thoughts behind his green eyes and a bottle of jack daniels in his right hand.

"bassist, just go fuck his girlfriend already." mick spoke out of pure annoyance to hint, with pure hope, that sixx would get the hell out of his dressing room. but of course, nikki lacked this cue and continued his pacing antics. "okay they broke up they're not even together, man. and," he stopped and pointed his free hand at mick who gave up on the silence and leaned back into the couch. "you, don't know shit. i could be talking about anyone."

"okay so tommy cheating on y/n and her finding out exactly six hours ago has nothing to do with this?" mick stated rather he questioned as nikki booped his head before taking a long swig of the whiskey. as if it serviced as his oxygen in that moment. "but on another note i mean i fucked his ex girlfriend-"

"fiance," mick corrected from the couch making nikki dramatically groan before continuing on with his story. "-i fucked my best friend's fiancé okay? and i tried to fuck his mom, right? and he didn't give two shits did he?"

"well he never found out about the whole cheating on him with you thing but-" mick added along making nikki's green eyes shift towards him with utter annoyance. "what i'm trying to say here is," his voice deepened and increased its volume. "this is nowhere near as bad as that, right? i mean asking his ex-girlfriend out on a real date. it's not like i'm trying to bone her. i mean i am, but not right away."

"well of course because you're a gentleman." mick humored with his own playful smile approaching his lips. nikki couldn't help but keep his eyes on the wiseman as he brought the bottle to his lips again. he could feel the lightness of the bottle as he brought it back down. he was gonna be plastered before he could even leave this dressing room.

mick mars wasn't one to typically give a shit about nikki's love life i mean, he liked KISS. but, mick did like y/n. he thought tommy was a fucking dumbass for cheating on her with a bunch of groupies. and he had watched nikki slowly begin to catch feelings for her. he beat the shit out of tommy anytime he did y/n wrong, and he actually found himself having talks with her whenever she joined them on the road or in the studio. mick could even catch the weird looks nikki would give tommy anytime he'd blow her a kiss or talk about fucking her. it may have been a fucked up version of love, but it was nikki's.

"look," mick started as he sat the bottle on the coffee table and looked at the young bassist. "i know you like her, you'd be a dumbass not to. you like her more than tommy ever could fucking dream of. so just fucking go for it. she might not be ready to date another dumbass right away but then you wait for her. because y/n, man, she's worth it. but i mean until she'd be ready just be there for her. she's upset, her boyfriend cheated on her with a bunch of hot chicks. go talk to her and make sure she's okay."

a smile suddenly appeared on nikki's face as he got lost in the vision of the woman. it was like he'd completely left the room in that moment and entered y/n's enticing daydream. it wasn't long before he made the actual journey to her hotel room, running out of the dressing room making mick scowl. "sixx! i didn't mean right now, we have a show- oh, forget it." he finished with a grumble as he brought his liquor to his lips and downed it. before exiting the room too and preparing for the show.

it wasn't hard to find the hotel considering it was just down from the venue. the same hotel the band was staying in, just a few floors to separate them. it wasn't shocking that y/n was in the same hotel considering she only ended things with the drummer six hours earlier. getting her own room almost immediately after. nikki still hadn't seen the girl since the brutal ending to the relationship between his two friends. she had locked herself away in her hotel room and he had been stuck in with tommy's dumbass all day in rehearsals.

y/n's room number was a haze in the bassist's memory. partly due to the intoxication of his mind and partly because he had already forgotten what the bellhop told him just moments ago. when he lied and said he was mr. y/l/n and had forgotten his room number. he had to bring out his theatrics when the young bellhop told him he couldn't simply give out a resident's room number. nikki pulled the "i'm pretty sure my wife is sucking some other guys dick in there right now, so can you just please tell me my goddamn room number so i can serve that cheating bastard!"

the long haired rocker found himself at his wife and his shared room. he knocked with his fist as the other awkwardly stood by his side. he'd no idea what he was going to say to her or do with her. i mean, he had a good idea of what he wanted to do but he obviously wouldn't be executing that on her... not at this moment at least.

the opening of the door made his breath nearly hitch. the girl stood there wrapped in the hotel branded robe with dampened hair. her face was tinted red and puffy as if she'd been crying all afternoon. it was fair considering the afternoon that she did have. but it still made nikki want to rip the door off it's hinges.

"sixx," she called out softly as she presented him a slight smile as if it was the best she had. he mirrored her expression, a sad smile taking over his face at the sight of the defeated girl. the drummer and y/n had only dated a few months at this point, but they'd been more serious than nikki'd ever seen tommy. tommy's a hopeless romantic with a fucked up view of it. but he's still a romantic guy, he's a guy who loves. and y/n was easy to love.

the fame and fortune finally got to tommy and he did what he did best — he fucked every moving thing in his sight. he was full of guilt, not that that helped in the slightest. and after a month of cheating on the girl with several packs of groupies he finally came clean. expressing that he wanted to stop and be with her and her only. y/n however didn't see eye to eye here... and screamed the living shit out of tommy. rightfully so.

"what are you doing here...?" she asked with furrowed eyebrows as nikki shrugged and glanced around her hotel room. noticing the television humming in the background, an episode of fantasy island playing. her hotel room lacked the size that his did but the view was insane. "wanted to see how you're doing. can i come in?"

she nodded and stepped out of the way so nikki could enter the room. shutting the door behind him the bassist made his way towards the bed. he was in his concert getup, the ripped mötley tank top that showed off his severe amount of tattoos and tan that could go on for days. vegas was a heat festival and it was a causality to wear his classic leather pants. "sorry, 'm not thinking straight." y/n muttered as she followed him into the room and crossed her arms. he turned towards her as she stopped in her tracks. the two nearly slamming into one another.

"it's fine, you know. just... fuck tommy, man." nikki shrugged out as y/n let out a chuckle. her first genuine smile of the day. nikki couldn't help but smile at the sound that rolled off her tongue. the girl bit her lip before sitting down at the end of her bed. the bassist leaned against the dresser his arms crossing in the process. nikki seemed to tower over the sat girl in this moment. something he noticed almost immediately. "you're something else, sixx."

"no, i mean it. what he did- jesus," he sighed at the girl as her smile faltered. "just fuck him. he finally got something good and he let that go. that's on him. he's a dumbass."

"yeah, yeah he is." y/n mumbled as she leaned back onto her elbows, her robe riding up ever so slightly. nikki couldn't help but look at the exposed skin — immediately regretting it once he remembered it was his friend's ex-girlfriend. an awesome girl who was upset and lonely. typically he'd take this as a chance to do her but this was different. this is the girl he's known for a few months now. the girl who he saw on a daily basis, who understood his jokes, who genuinely cared if he drank too much, who wouldn't shame him for his actions — rather express concern. she gave a shit about him and looked good doing it.

"i don't know how he just expected me to get over it like that." she muttered out as she fell on her back and her hands covered her eyes. nikki stood for a moment before taking a seat beside her, leaning down towards her. y/n removed her hands from her eyes as the two were warningly close. "everyone told me to not get involved with a rockstar. all my friends told me it was a bad idea, tommy has a reputation. i always told them they were mad and i believed it too. i fooled myself even. i just..." she trailed off as she turned to face the boy even more. "i can't believe he would do this."

"maybe you just got involved with the wrong rockstar," nikki mumbled quietly. so quiet y/n could hardly pick up but she in fact did. words that stuck in her mind as her eyes got lost in his. she'd never seen nikki tense up so quickly, like he just said something he shouldn't have. nikki wasn't one to say something and feel bad about it, or take it back. he was a man of his word and he meant every single one.

"look i don't want to rush you into anything, i know you're upset right now. i know my timing is off but god, since i met you i haven't been able to stop thinking about you. i can't stop thinking about how if i would have seen you first at that party instead of tommy. i just..." his voice trailed off as he let out a dry chuckle. "i don't know what i'm doing right now. i know this is a fucked up thing to do to tommy but quite frankly i don't fucking care. because you're the girl of my dreams and as fucking annoying as that phrase is- i mean it. i've never felt something so rock 'n' roll for someone, man."

the silence was inevitable for a moment as y/n's face became unreadable. nikki pressured his own smile to break it, "you don't have to say anything or whatever. i mean you probably don't even give two shits about me-"

sixx was shut up by the feeling of her lips pressed to his. a feeling he'd thought off far too many times but never quite yet experienced it. all his daydreams couldn't even amount to the warmth and harmony between the two pairs of lips. he'd kissed women before, obviously, but never with such love behind it.

y/n's hand came up behind his neck as she pulled him down onto her, him obliging perfectly. his legs came other side of her own as he could feel the thin fabric of the robe below him. one hand held her face while the other wrapped the two together. their lips moved in perfect harmony until they finally pulled apart for a breath of oxygen. but y/n tasted much better to nikki.

"i like you, nikki. i like you a lot. i like just about everything about you... but you're right, i'm not ready for anything serious yet." y/n told him as he nodded and offered her an understanding smile. "when i am-"

"-i'll be right here." nikki finished off her sentence as she shined a bright smile at the bassist who was practically straddling her. "until then, friends?"

"who share spit?" nikki questioned softly as he lips pressed to her jawline and lowered to her neck. the young woman couldn't help but giggle at the sensation and the feeling of the man. "mhm," she mumbled into his hair. "what are we gonna tell tommy?"

"i really don't give a shit about him right now and neither should you. but... i guess we'll cross that bridge when we, how the fuck does that go? i don't know but i guess we'll just avoid him at the show tonight." he shrugged to the woman before a thought crossed her mind. "wait... nikki. the show-"

"fuck!" he practically screamed before hopping off the bed and onto the floor where he nearly fell. "i gotta be on stage in like ten minutes and fuck, i'm gonna have to run." he grumbled for a moment before turning towards y/n. "after party. come. please, i want you there."

"you got it, friend. now run, forrest, run!"

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nickelsgirls · 10 months

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Mick Mars x Reader

Nsfw Headcanons

A/n: for my pookie -🖤

Mick can be so sweet and gentle but be so rough at the same time. If his actions are rough, then he's all in your ear telling you how good you are and how good you feel. But if he's giving you soft slow thrust he's saying things like "my slut" "you're just a toy aren't you baby?"

Mick doesn't favor praise or degradation simply because he loves the way you react to everything he says. He likes the way you struggle to respond to him because you think you need to.

Mirror sex>> with Mick behind your trembling body and every time you look down or start to unfocused he's grabbing your hair all the way to the root and pulling your body back into his "I thought I told you to look at me while I fuck you."

We all know Mick likes younger women, and I feel that to a certain degree, he would start to feed into and encourage your daddy issues.

Causal dominance with Mick. If you're trying to get something that's just barely inaccessible, Mick is coming up behind you, trapping you between the counter and cabinets. "Let me get it, honey," he whispers into your ear as he grabs whatever you were trying to reach.

I think he likes giving and receiving, Mick honestly doesn't have a preference for either. He loves watching your teary eyes look up at him as you hollow your cheeks and force yourself down onto his cock. But Mick also loves the way you look trying to desperately grab at the sheets as another one of your orgasms is drawn from you expertly.

Watching Mick up on stage and feeling your panties slowly start to get wet, and the worst part? He knows, too, and he'll wait until the last moment to finally give in to you and give you what you need.

After a long day at practice <<Helping Mick de-stress by taking him to your bedroom, massaging his shoulders and back, then sitting in his lap, and kissing all over his face until you eventually press a chaste kiss against his lips. Your hips experimentally grind down in between heated kisses until both of you can't take it anymore.

If Mick had to pick a favorite position, I feel like he would say cowgirl. He likes being able to watch you do it by yourself, or he can change his mind and grab your hips, and pick his own pace.

I feel like you would finally decide to tease him back, and it would backfire so badly. Mick would've been rilling you up the whole day. "Innocent" touches on your thighs, moving you by your hips as he presses his hips against yours, pulling your bottom lip down with his thumb. Until you've finally had enough and instead of waiting until your home, you waited until the Crüe was all in one room to sit in Mick's lap "come home, please daddy" you smirked starting to kiss his neck. (I'll leave the rest to your imagination ;)

Mick would be settled between your thighs, two of his fingers stuffed deep in your aching cunt until you're crying out repeatedly how you're going to cum. And as soon as he's done pulling your orgasm from your tired body Mick is towering over you pushing the same two fingers inside your mouth. Your foggy mind does nothing but accepts the two wet digits as you swirl your tongue around them until there's nothing left.

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thesmokingguns · 1 year

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Make it Hurt

Minors DNI 18+

Nikki locked the door, pausing in the entryway to hear any sounds to see if you were awake. When he was greeted with silence he sighed, licking off his boots and trying to keep his disappointment in check. He could use one of your hugs right now. The way you’d throw yourself at him, saying his name with that shrill of excitement that never seemed fake. But he was the one who was late.

A flight from New York that had been delayed because of a snow storm. Originally you had planned to meet him at LAX after a week and a half apart, you were excited to be reunited but when he called you from the pay phone to say that he wouldn’t be home until maybe tomorrow you had agreed to stay home. Nikki didn’t know that you had cried when he hung up, touch starved and desperate to be with him. It wasn’t just him that could use a hug.

As a kindergarten teacher you didn't share the same exciting rockstar life as your boyfriend did but that didn’t mean you didn’t have your share of drama. Where his was splashed on the cover of Cream magazine yours showed up in different ways. The mom at drop off reminding you again that her son was special and needed the extra attention when in reality he needed more at home support to help him catch up or Cindy who opened her lunchbox and closed if just as fast when she realized that it wasn’t full. You had given her your sandwich and reminded yourself to start packing extras. There was Kevin witb the chipped front tooth that you had thought happened from an accident but after meeting his parents at Tuesday’s meet the teacher night you had called in the school social worker realizing it was not.

Nikki had been stressed about the album, mixing a record and you had been stressed about how parents could forget about their kids.

He climbed the stairs, pushing open the bedroom door, where he saw you laying on top of the sheets. Still in a pair of dark denim jeans and a button down plaid shirt, he knew you must have spent your Saturday at the school working on your classroom for the week. He admired your dedication for your job but he also worried that carrying the lives of so many children around was breaking your heart. You were a damn good teacher, loved your kids but he worried That you loved them more than you should, cared about them and Carried them around so it was too heavy for you.

Seeing you now, passed out from exhaustion in the clothes you had worn all day made Nikki feel like he needed to have you take a break before you got hurt.

He made his way over to you, hands going to the buttons of your jeans and tugging the buttons through holes. You muttered sleepily, turning slightly as he moved with you, tugging your jeans down. Your eyes flashing open as you felt his hands on your feet tugging them off.

“Nikki.” He couldn’t help but smile as you said his name, tossing your jeans towards the hamper as he laid on you, loving how your arms reached for him to pull him into you.

He had needed this.

The way your lips pressed against his in a deep, long kiss, arms and legs wrapping around him as he let himself bask in your presence. This was what it was like to be loved and wanted. The way you clung to him, not letting him go as he pressed you into the bed, both of you seeming to be in sync as you thought more.

“I’m here.” He was stroking your face as you tugged his t-shirt over his head, silver chains rattling as they fell back against his chest, “No need to rush, angel. I’m not going anywhere.” But your eyes were raising up, meeting his in a frenzied want.

“I just need you to be closer. I just need all of you, now.” The soft desperation in your voice had him groaning, moving with you as he slid the buttons through holes and pushed your shirt apart.

His hands skimmed your stomach, up your breasts and down as they pulled the nylon of your bra down. Hands cupping and mouth lowering to kiss the skin. He wanted to ravish you, make love to you until the pair of you were so tangled and lost in each other that where one of you began and the other ended was so confusing That you two were just considered one being.

Your shoulders shrugged, the shirt and bra coming off as your hands moved to his head, fingers tangling with the dyed black hair as you fisted the locks, watching the way he looked up, eyes on yours as he playfully nipped at the bar in your belly.

“Tell me what you want.” He expected you to push his head down as he teased, maybe to see the soft blush of your cheeks as you asked him to make love to you but that was not what Nikki got.

“I want you to fuck me until the only part of me that hurts is the spot between my legs.” He froze at this, pushing himself up to search your eyes for an explanation but you weren’t looking for an argument, you wanted results, “please, Nikki. It’s been so hard here and I just need to not have to think of anything. Just take away the thoughts, please.” The desperation and begging, giving him a job only he could do fueled Nikki.

You needed him and he needed you.

Maybe he should have talked to you more, found a solution to the ache and stress but he was sliding your panties off, fisting his cock as he guided it towards you. He wasn’t moving as quick as you wanted and you reassured him by sliding forward, hips twisting so he was flat on his back and you were on top of him, pushing him girth inside of you with a push of your hips.

His mouth opened,Hands going to your sides as he watched you, hands on his stomach as you adjusted your thighs on each side of his torso and rolled yourself. Usually you took your time and let Nikki help you and guide you but tonight you were too desperate fo wait. Upu we’re riding him, Hard and fast, pussy squelching as he watched you with fascination. It was like you were possessed. Trying to lose all the stress and pain of the week on top of his cock.

“Angel, slow down or I’m not going to last.” He was wanting you but your hair was thrown back, fingers twisting with the locks as you bounced. Nikki grinding his teeth as he swiped his thumb over your clit. There was no way you were going to slow down for him if you were in this mood.

He could feel your pussy, already squeezing as you bounced and rode him. You needed to cum to, have that blackout feeling. Nikki rolled, surprising you as you hit the mattress. He pressed your legs up and apart, bending you like a pretzels as he went so deep you saw stars, fucking you how you desiered to be fucked.

“Please.” You were so close and he knew you would explode. The sweat was as coming down his neck as he held your waist, fucking you, balls slapping at your ass as you laid splayed onthe bed for him.

“That’s my girl. Cum for me.” You nodded, reaching to pull his lips against yours, kissing him as you exploded, body warming and contracting as you arched up and into his arms, letting Nikki hold you as you came. His cum mixing with yours as he laid the pair of you down, the sheets around you as you’d both gasped for needed breath.

Your eyes on his as you tucked a piece of hair behind his ear, smiling as he held your open thigh over his, reaching patterns on the skin as he sucked in the cool night air.

“I’ve missed you.” You admitted, smiling as he kissed your shoulder blade.

“I missed you too, Angel. But I’m here now and I’m ready to make up for lost time.”

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