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sergeantbarnessdoll · 24 days

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Okay…hear me out stepdad!tommy lee getting jealous seeing his (18 year old) step daughter getting ready for a date with a boy so he just fucks her rough and hard

Jealousy » Tommy Lee

Pairings: Stepdad!Tommy Lee x Stepdaughter!Reader

Summary: Tommy gets jealous when he finds out his 18 year old stepdaughter is going on a date.

Warnings: Smut (18+), language, age gap (reader is 18), jealousy, dirty talk, kissing, unprotected sex, rough sex, daddy kink, size kink, praise kink, spanking (once), use of pet names

A/N: Thank you for requesting @marvelobsessed134 🩵

Written on my phone. I’m sorry for any mistakes and typos.

Header made by @buckys-wintersoldier

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!🔞

“What’re you doing?” Tommy asks, leaning against the doorframe to your bedroom.

“Getting ready for a date.” You tell him while putting the finishing touches of your makeup on.

“With who?” He asks with jealousy in his voice.

“The boy I met at the mall a few days ago.” You say.

Tommy scoffs before walking inside of your room, closing and locking the door behind him. You looked at him as he approached you.

“You’re not going on that date.” He says.

“Yes I am.” You argued.

He scoffed again and grabbed your arm, pulling you up from the chair you were sitting in while doing your makeup. He positioned himself behind you and bent you over your vanity table, moving your legs further apart.

“No you’re not.” He says.

Tommy bunched up your dress above your hips and pushed your panties to the side.

“Tommy, what’re you-” A yelp left your lips when he landed a harsh smack on your ass.

“It’s daddy to you, missy.” He says.

The sound of his belt and zipper sent tingles through your body. Tommy pulled down his jeans just enough for his cock to spring out. You gasped when he rubbed his cock between your wet folds. Tommy unexpectedly thrusted his cock inside of your pussy, a whimper fell from your lips. You tried your best to accommodate his size. The stretch hurt, but it also felt good

“S-So big.” You stuttered through a whimper.

“You can take it.” Tommy says.

Tommy’s thrusts were rough and hard. Your hands grasped the edge of your vanity table, your nails dug into the wood of it. You could feel every vein of his cock rubbing along your walls.

“You know…” He starts. “It’s funny to think I’d allow you to go on that date.” He says.

“I- fuck, daddy! I-I can do whatever I want.” You say through a moan.

“You can do whatever you want?” He chuckles. “Then that means you can take cock like a big girl, right?” He says.

“Y-Yes.” You moaned.

Tommy grasped your shoulder and pulled you up straight, your back against the front of his body.

“You really thought I’d let you out of the house wearing this?” Tommy says.

“It’s pretty.” You say, followed by a whimper.

“It is…” He starts. “But you look prettier with my cock inside of you.” He says in almost a whisper.

You could hear the jealousy in his voice. Pleasure took over your body and your head fell back against his shoulder.

“Nuh uh…” He lifted your head so you were looking in the mirror of the vanity. “You’re gonna watch yourself fall apart on my cock.” He says.

You watched in the mirror as your stepdad fucked you. Your hands grasped the edges of the vanity tighter, your freshly painted nails starting to chip a little bit the more you dug your nails in the wood of the vanity.

“Daddy…” You moaned, more in a whimper.

“Yea, baby? Tell daddy what you want.” He says huskily.

“More please!” You begged, not sure what you’re begging for.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’ll give you more.” He says.

One of Tommy’s hands slid down the front of your body, blindly finding your clit and began rubbing it. Your pussy squeezed around his cock at the feeling.

“Yes! Fuck, daddy!” You moaned.

“You like that, don’t you, baby? You like it when daddy plays with your little clit?” He asks, applying more pressure on your clit as he rubbed it.

“Yes!” You say more in a gasp.

You felt your orgasm coming closer and closer to the edge. It felt like a tidal wave was about to come crashing down on you.

“Daddy, can I-” A moan interrupted your sentence. “Can I cum please?” You begged.

“I don’t know. Can you?” Tommy says.

“Daddy, please!” You begged. “I’m being a good girl for you.” You say, trying to reason with him.

“Cum for daddy.” He says.

You tried your best to not to moan too loud as you came, your eyes rolling to the back of your head. Your knees buckled. Tommy wrapped one of his arms around your waist so you didn’t fall.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck…” Tommy moans tilting his head back.

Tommy came inside of you a couple minutes after you came. His thrusts came to a slow stop. Both of you stood in front of your vanity panting for a moment before he pulled out of you, making you whine at the loss of his cock being inside of you. Tommy put his cock back in his boxers, zipping up his jeans and buckling his belt. He put your panties back in place and turned you around, giving you a hungry kiss before leaving your room. You took a moment to process what just happened. You made sure your hair and makeup looked good and rubbed your hands over your dress, smoothing out the material. You were putting your shoes on when you got a text from your date, saying that he was outside. You grabbed your purse and phone and went downstairs, heading towards the door before getting stopped by Tommy.

“Be home no later than midnight.” Tommy says.

“Leave her alone, honey. She’s a big girl.” Your mom playfully hit his arm. “Have fun and be safe.” She says with a smile.

You smiled at your mom and Tommy before walking out the door. Tommy went to the window and watched as you got in your date’s car and he gave you a kiss on your cheek. Tommy’s jaw clenched as jealousy took over him again. “You’re in trouble when you get home, baby.” Tommy thought to himself.

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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..."

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caspers-spook · 3 months

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IF I GO ONTO THE VINCE NEIL X READER TAG AND THE TOP FIC IS A FUCKING NIKKI OR TOMMY FIC AGAIN I WILL GO MAD. I WANT THE BLONDE NOT THE OTHER GUYS

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anna-n-hetfield · 11 months

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Right In Front of You

Summary: Hc for Tommy Lee or Nikki Sixx (up to you) getting super drunk at a party and his girlfriend tries to take him to their room but he just yells because he "has a girlfriend whom he loves very much" and he doesn't realise until one of the other boys tells him that his girlfriend is right infront of him?

Author’s Note: sorry this took so long. I had intended to get this sooner, but life had gotten in the way in the form of school. Not much of an excuse, but hey, I finally got around to it. Turned it into more of a one-shot instead of a HC. Not sorry for that. I kind of loved this idea a little too much.

Y/N threw back the cup in her hands after saying bye to her friends. She was ready to go, but her boyfriend Nikki was nowhere in sight. Sighing, she threw her cup in the trash and went in search. The music was pounding through the speakers. It was so loud that it was causing a headache, and she could only imagine how long her ears would ring in the morning. She didn’t know think she was going to find him until she saw the tall, lanky drummer, Tommy heading to the back porch.

There was less people out here, and the music was muted some by the doors. Though Y/N swore she could see them shaking a little. Her eyes scanned the crowd until she spotted Nikki standing over by the pool. He had a cup of beer in one hand and a cigarette in the other. He was talking with Mick and Tommy who had just caught up with him. Then there was a girl who was lurking off to the side who appeared to be pouting. Y/N didn’t think much about because she was ready to go to bed. She had been up for too long, and she wanted some time her love alone.

“Hey, Nikki, let’s go,” she said, stopping in front of him.

“Um, no,” he said, looking at her questionably. His words were slurred heavily, and she had to wonder just how much he had to drink.

Both Mick and Tommy raised an eyebrow in question. Nikki would never say no to you. They both knew that he would go out of his way to make her happy. So this no was so out of character for him.

“Babe, please. I want some alone time,” she pleaded, grabbing onto his arm to give him a slight tug in the direction of their room.

Nikki pulled his arm roughly away from her, spilling some of his beer in the process. He glared down at her, not recognizing her. “I don’t know who think you are, but I have a girlfriend. She is the very best thing that has ever happened to me, and I’m not letting some slut ruin what I have,” he said.

Y/N stepped back in shock. Her hand went to her mouth. She was so unsure of what to think. Should she be angry that he doesn’t recognize her in his drunken state? Or should she be happy that he doesn’t want to go with someone else? She tried and failed to hold back her laugh.

“I don’t know why you are laughing unless you think that I’m joking. I’m going to tell you what I told that last chick. You wouldn’t know how to please me, and I’m not giving you the chance,” Nikki growled.

“Babe, come on. You really need to come to bed. You’re a little drunk right now,” Y/N said, holding out her hand to him. She couldn’t believe the look he gave her.

“I’m not your babe,” Nikki said, taking a drag on his cigarette.

“Nikki, yes, you are her babe,” Tommy said, laughing.

“I’m Y/N’s babe, and that is not Y/N,” Nikki replied, looking at Tommy as if he lost his mind.

Mick was just shaking his head. “Yeah, well, Y/N is right in front of you, asking for you to go to bed,” he said, grabbing Nikki’s shoulder and giving him a little shake.

Nikki looked over at her and blinked a couple of times. He shook his head and then his eyes went wide. “Oh, darling, I’m sorry,” he said, reaching out for her. “I didn’t recognize you.”

Y/N laughed. “It’s not like I had a huge make over in the last hour. You’re just drunk,” she said, grabbing his hand. “You really need to come to bed and sober up.”

Nikki followed after her, happily following after her now that he knew who she was. Y/N could feel the jealous glares from the jealous girls, but she didn’t really care. She took him back into the house and straight to their room.

She shut the door and turned around to Nikki who didn’t waste time in grabbing onto her and bringing his lips to hers. She smiled into the kiss and noticed how sloppy it was.

“Nikki, bed,” she said, pointing to the place in question. “You’re too drunk.”

“But,” he whined.

“Oh, come on. Mick and Tommy had to tell you who I was. I’m not listening to you whine when you couldn’t recognize me. I don’t want you to think you are cheating on me,” Y/N said, kicking off her shoes.

“Babe, I’m sorry,” he said, still trying to get his way.

“No, I’m getting even,” she teased. “Now, come on. Let’s get some sleep. Besides, you know it’ll be better in the morning.”

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sixxrock666 · 5 months

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★Tommy’s sister

Nikki!Sixx x fem!reader, Tommy!Lee x sister!reader

summary: you and Nikki have been sneaking around for a few months now but what happens when your brother finally finds out

warnings: unprotected sex, angry Tommy :o happy ending

1.6k words, not proof read

With the alcohol running through both yours and Nikkis veins, you two were sloppily making your way to your hotel room, too occupied with trying to kiss each other.

You finally hit the right door as Nikki leaned in and started making his way down your jaw and neck, nipping at your beautiful skin. You moaned lightly as your hands went behind his back and grabbed his perky ass. He chuckled into your neck, continuously sucking at your skin, leaving pretty purple marks.

It was when you felt his hard dick rubbing up at you that you rememberd you are still in the hallway.

"Nikki, the door" you gasped out as he started palming your ass.

"Shit yeah on it"

He started looking for the room key awkwardly with one hand as the other was still glued to your ass while his lips to your collarbone.

As he finally found what he was looking for he went to unlock the door, not taking his eyes off of you.

"Fucking lock" he grumbled out getting impatient as he couldn't open the damn door.

When he finally got it you two stumbled back in to the room, Nikki closing the door with his leg.

He snaked his fingers under your shirt and slid his hands up while kissing you deeply. His hand grabbed at your curves all over while he sat down on the edge of your bed.

You steped back and pulled your shirt over your head as well as your skirt. You stood there in your lacey black set looking down at his pretty face. Nikkis eyes were blown with lust as they were lingering on your body.

His hands grabbed at your thighs and pulled you in between his legs. He looked up at you with his dreamy eyes full of love.

"You're absolutely fucking ethereal" he whispered out.

You smiled down at him, your heart filled with nothing but pure love. He pulled you on top of him and you straddled his waist while your hands pulled off his shirt.

You started grinding on his lap, trying to get some friction going. Nikki was absolutely loving it, a wet spot already forming on his pants from your wetness.

Nikkis hands were on your hips guiding and pushing you forward to set the pace. He let out low groans of pleasure with his head resting on your shoulder and clutching you in his arms.

"Fuck baby imma cum before we even get the pants off"

You chuckled lightly pulling back a bit "then be quick" Nikki understood the task immediately and unbuttoned his pants only pulling it down low enough so he could get his dick out.

His hard cock was leaking with precum as you gently rolled your hand over its head making his whimper slightly.

"don't tease baby"

You kissed him hard before lifting up and guiding his dick to your entrance. You aligned it slowly and sat down taking him inch by inch.

You two were both a moaning mess, impatient to get it going. Nikkis hands went to your hips and he pushed you down so you bottomed him out. You both let out another groan of pleasure as your foreheads connected.

You looked up right into his eyes and smiled

"I fucking love you, you dumbass"

He kissed you back passionately and that was all you needed back, as he slowly started moving upwards. With Your hands on his shoulders you bounced up and down while leaving wet kisses all over his neck.

You pushed Nikki down so he was laying on the bed while you tried to take all control and fucked him. He of course wouldn't let you that easily so he still had his hands on your pretty thighs and guided you.

He was so fucking whipped as he watched you milk his cock, your tits bouncing, with your fucked out expression, moaning all prettily only for him.

"Fuck baby 'm close" he dragged out while hitting all your sweet spots.

"Me too" you whisperd out as he felt you squeezing his dick. He grabbed your hips more firmly as he felt you getting closer pulling you down on him even harder.

"M gonna cum nik- fuck"

You hit your high as nikki moaned lowly shooting his warm load into you, rutting upwards. Your legs were shaking as he fucked you through it.

You felt cum drip down your thighs as you leaned forward to kiss your boyfriend, his cock still deep inside you.

"You're still hard" you smirked at him, looking at his sweaty face as you tried to catch your breath. He sat you two up and stood up unexpectedly causing you to let out a yelp of surprise.

He started walking with his dick still buried in you to the bathroom. "Round two in the shower?" He asked with a smile on his lips

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you were gently treading your hands through your boyfriend mop of black hair while he was laying on your naked chest, nuzzled into your neck. Nikki was placing lazy wet kisses down your neck as he caressed your hips with his other hand. It was a peaceful moment after a long session of sex.

You and nikki had been together for the past 5 months and going. It all started as an exciting forbidden friends with benefits. It was fun sneaking around and stealing glances and secret touches when you weren't supposed to. But somewhere along the way you two unexpectedly caught feelings for each other and made it official. Well not really, the only problem being your brother. Tommy

You love tommy with your whole heart but he made himself fucking clear that he doesn't want any of his band mates fucking you, touching you or even looking at you the wrong way because as he claimed, he knew them the best and didn't want to see me end up hurt.

You were scared that if tommy found out he would freak. He could either kill nikki & you or hate you forever. You were so fucking scared because you loved and respected your brother but apparently not enough as you were currently laying naked with your sweet boy.

You let out a frustrated sigh as Nikki lazily lifted up his head. "What's wrong baby"

"Hmm nothing just thinking about Tommy"

He cracked out a smile and asked

"We just fucked and here you are thinking about your brother...should i be concerned?"

You laughed slightly as he put his head back down on your chest.

"don't worry we will tell him soon"

You placed a tender kiss to his hair as you felt yourself closing your eyes. The last this you heard before sleep engulfed you was Nikki whispering i love you into your ear.

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You woke up to loud banging coming from your hotel door as Nikki stirred in his sleep.

The sound of your brothers voice outside made you scatter up as quickly as you could throwing on the first pair of pants you could find and a shirt from the floor.

"Y/n will you open upppp i have been standing here for 5 minutesss"

"Just a minute i was in the shower" you shouted as you tried to wake up Nikki.

"Wake up you bastard, Tommy's here"

At the mention of your brothers name Nikki quickly shoot up with a panicked expression on his face.

He cursed as he started messily, still half asleep grabbing his clothes from the floor along with his boots.

You suddenly hear the door open and in walked Vince, Mick and at the very end Tommy.

"Mick got the spare key from the recepti-" Vince started blabbering but stopped dead in his tracks as he saw the scene in front of him, whipping around to look at Tommys reaction .

It didn't look good. Nikki was in his boxers, hands full of his clothes while you were standing beside him in his shirt and pants. Vince and Mick knew about your relationship so it was no surprise to them but Tommy on the other hand looked like he had seen a ghost.

"Tommy listen we can-"

Tommy in fact didn't listen because your words stopped the trance he was in and he lunged forward and grabbed your boyfriend.

"Are you fucking crazy you fucked my sister" he started shouting at poor Nikki as Vince stepped in and tried pulling him off, but to no avail.

"Tommy wait it's not like that" you quickly tried to pull his hands away from Nikki.

"No then what is it like huh, he just fucked you and now he's gonna find another girl to have fun with and leave you" tommy spit out as he kept staring daggers at Nikki, like he doesn't do the exact same.

"Stop you are hurting him" you said as you were looking at Nikkis eyes, now genuinely concerned.

Tommy seemed to budge at this and release him. You put your hands on both sides of Nikkis face and gently caressed his cheeks while checking him over if he's okay. He only smiled softly and placed a tender kiss to your forehead.

He then pushed you softly behind him and looked up at Tommy.

"I love her man" he stated with all seriousness in his voice looking straight into Tommy's eyes. Tommy looked behind at you, a questioning look in his eyes. You nodded confirming your love for him.

He let out a frustrated sigh and pinched the bridge of his nose. "If you fucking make her cry or hurt her in any way I'm gonna fucking kill you" he said still annoyed

Nikki and i finally seemed to relax at his statement, so he snaked an arm round your waist and kissed the crown of your head happily.

But Vince had to casually speak up and ruin the moment "Nah man if he wanted to hurt her he could've done it in the past 5 months they have been together"

Tommy was already latching onto Vince while screaming "You fucking knew and you didn't tell me"

You and tommy burst out laughing alongside Mick who was snickering to himself.

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sourwolf-sterek32 · 2 months

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The Dirt (Your Version)

Summary: Meeting Nikki Sixx and Tommy Lee was a coincidence. Being friends was a choice. But falling in love with them both was beyond your control.

A rewrite of The Dirt with all the highs and lows of Mötley Crüe from your perspective.

Pairings: Nikki Sixx x Reader, Tommy Lee x Reader, Nikki Sixx x Tommy Lee x Reader

Word Count: 4k

Trigger Warning- language, mentions of past child abuse and past self-harm

Previous Chapter

Chapter 21- Mötley fuckin' Crüe

A week later, you and Nikki were pulling up in front of Tommy's double story mansion across town.

"What are you going to say to him?" You asked, climbing out the car.

Nikki shrugged, "first an apology."

You simply nodded before you walked up the tall stairs to his front door taking two at a time before Nikki knocked. A moment later, Tommy pulled the door open with a cigarette between his lips and a look of surprise on his face.

"Hey, guys." He greeted hesitantly, glancing between you and Nikki unsure what was happening.

"What I did at your wedding..." Nikki began to say causing the confusion on the drummer to double. "I didn't... know... how to do that. How to be there."

"What's up, Nikki?" Tommy asked stopping the bassist struggling with his apology.

"I was really fucking selfish, and I shit on something that was important to you, and I am really sorry."

Tommy glanced over at you briefly before focusing back on Nikki. "I know you pretty well, Sixx, so... I kinda get it. And it's okay. But can you say that last part one more time for me?"

"Don't fucking push it, T-bone." Nikki shook his head with a smirk.

You and Tommy began to laugh before the drummer stepped to the side allowing you both to walk through the front door.

"I heard you and Heather broke up."

Tommy nodded, "yeah."

"I'm sorry, man." Nikki grabbed his shoulder with a small squeeze.

"Knew I'd get you to say it again." Tommy grinned with a laugh.

"Fuck you." Nikki removed his hand while trying not to smile.

Your eyes widened in shock not having realised that him and Heather had broken up. But of course, they would have. Heather would've seen the magazine with the photo of her husband kissing another girl on the front page. And not just any girl. It was you. It was the girl that Tommy would hang around with backstage. The girl he'd lean against during shows. The girl he asked to be his groomsman. The girl he ditched their honeymoon for. No wonder Heather was gone.

"Fuck, Tommy, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have-" You began to apologise before he cut you off.

"It's okay."

"It's not okay. Heather broke up with you because of me. I mean, fuck, you were married for seven years and-"

"Y/N, look at me." Tommy instructed, stepping in front of you and pinching your chin gently between his thumb and index finger before tilting your head up until you met his eyes. "It's okay." He repeated.

"How is that okay?"

Tommy sighed, glancing over your shoulder at Nikki. The two of them had a silent conversation you weren't privy to before his warm hazel eyes met yours once again.

"Because I've been in love with you since high school."

Out of everything you thought Tommy might have said, that was not on the list. That wasn't even on the draft of the fucking list.

Holy shit.

You opened your mouth to respond but no words came out.

"Kiss her, man." Nikki said from behind you, giving the drummer the permission he needed before Tommy tilted your chin up higher and he leant down capturing your lips with his.

You melted against his mouth and cupped his face with your hands deepening the kiss before pulling away and glancing over at Nikki who was smiling.

"Alright. We're going on a mission." He declared holding his hand out towards you.

You grabbed Nikkis hand before taking Tommys in your other and the three of you walked out the house towards Nikki's car.

It was time to go get Mick Mars.

Apparently, Mick just had hip replacement surgery, so you drove out to the hospital to pick him up.

You leant against the side of the car between Nikki and Tommy, and the look on Micks face when he saw the three of you together was priceless.

"About time you three got your shit together." Was his form of greeting as a nurse wheeled him out the front doors on a wheelchair.

You smirked pushing yourself away from the car and walked towards him.

"It's good to see you, Mick."

The older man smiled, "you too, kid."

"How's that new hip, dude? Feel like The Terminator now or some shit?" Tommy asked heading straight for the handles of the wheelchair.

"Touch the chair and I'll terminate you, Drummer." Mick threatened pointing at him.

Tommy quickly raised his hands and stepped back before Mick thanked the nurse behind him and slowly stood up out the wheelchair.

You took a step forward with your hand out, Nikki doing the same unsure how steady he would be on his feet, but the older man simply waved you both off and began walking to the car.

"Stop looking at me like that. Let's go get our fucking singer back already."

Locating Vince Neil was harder than you anticipated.

He wasn't at his house and after using the spare key to get inside, it was clear that he hadn't been home for a while.

"Where the hell is he?" Tommy asked, looking around and you had a sinking feeling you knew where your brother had ended up.

Moonshadow's bar downtown.

When Skylar was sick, that was where he went every single night and when she passed, he practically lived there. That place was like a second home to him at that point.

You thought rehab had helped him. He sounded fine when you spoke to him on the phone not long ago, but your brother was still suffering.

"Shit." You sighed, rubbing your face with your hands causing the guys to all look over at you. "I think I know where he is."

The four of you climbed back into Nikki's car and before you knew it, you were heading towards the front door of the small quiet bar. But before you pushed it open, you paused and turned to face the guys.

"Look... just let me talk to Vince first, okay? I-I don't know how he'll react."

They all nodded in agreement before you turned and entered the building.

There were a few people seated at various booths and tables, but there was one man sitting at the bar and there was no mistaking that long blonde hair anywhere. The guys remained by the door, for once actually listening to you, while you walked straight across the room towards your brother.

"You got company." The bartender warned, eyeing you and the guys by the door cautiously.

Vince glanced over his shoulder in confusion before his eyes met yours and he sighed, turning back around staring down at his glass of Jack and coke.

"I-I'm not drinking like I was. Don't worry. This is my only drink even ask him." Vince said defensively motioning up at the bartender.

"It's true. He refuses to let me serve him more than one drink."

You nodded, a little relieved to hear that because for a moment you feared your brother had really fallen off the wagon again.

"I'm proud of you." You admitted, sitting down on the stool beside him before leaning over and resting your head on his shoulder. "And I love you."

Vince didn't say anything to that but tilted his head until it was resting against the top of yours.

"How's your hand?" You asked after a moment, looking down at his scarred knuckles wrapped around his glass.

"Healed." He answered letting go of the glass and squeezing his hand in and out of a fist. "I should have never let dad touch you again. I should have seen it coming and-"

"Vin, it's not your fault."

"It kinda feels like my fault."

You lifted your head from his shoulder and turned in your seat to face him properly.

"It's not your fault." You insisted, reaching over and grabbing his arm. "I'm a grown woman. I can take care of myself."

"Yeah? Well, I'm your big brother. It's my job to protect you and I failed, again."

"You can't protect me from everything, big brother." You whispered, mimicking your words from the day you both ran away from home.

Vince smiled sadly catching on before repeating his own words too, "I can try."

Neither of you said anything for a few minutes while Vince sipped at his drink savouring his one alcoholic beverage before you glanced over your shoulder at the others and nodded them over.

"Vin, the guys are here. They wanna talk to you."

That had your brothers head snapping around so fast, "what? No. Y/N, I don't think-"

"We just wanna talk, Vinnie. That's it." Nikki explained calmly reaching the bar, but your brother just stared down at his glass refusing to look at him. "Come on, Vinnie."

Mick suddenly reached out and placed a firm but gentle hand on your brother's shoulder causing him to flinch.

"Let's talk." Mick said.

Vince glanced over at you hesitantly and you gave him a small reassuring nod causing your brother to let out a deep sigh.

"Okay."

The group of you moved over to a table at the far side of the bar away from everyone else. You sat down between Nikki and Tommy while Mick grabbed some soda for you all and placed it on the table while Nikki spoke.

"I was scared." Nikki admitted, looking at Vince beside him. "After what happened with Razzle, I was scared that I was losing the only thing that ever mattered to me."

"Yeah, your band." Vince muttered.

"No. No. This." Nikki explained motioning to all of you around the table. "Look, we went to war together. Shit changes, people change, but I don't fucking care if Mötley Crüe never plays another note. All I want is my fucking brother back. Because this is the only family that I've ever known."

"We love you, Vin. Okay, fuck, I love ya." Tommy added.

"And I am sorry about Skylar, man." Nikki said gently.

Vince lowered his head avoiding everyone's eyes as his body started to shake and you knew your brother was trying not to cry at the mention of his daughter.

"It's against the laws, man." Vince sobbed, shaking his head. "It's against the fucking rules of the universe."

Your own eyes began to fill with tears as you stared at your brother struggling to hold it together before Mick wrapped his arm around him and that was all it took before Vince started to cry.

"Hey." Nikki soothed, resting his hand on Vince's shoulder.

"We got you, brother." Mick whispered, holding him. "We got you, brother."

Tommy suddenly pulled you into his side while you silently cried, his thumb rubbing soothing circles against your back. Tears trickled down your face in a heavy stream despite how hard you tried to stop them, and Nikki reached over with his free hand and grabbed yours on the table giving it a small squeeze for comfort.

Eventually, the tears came to an end. Vince managed to get a hold of himself while you sniffed quietly. Your brother glanced over at you noticing your tear-streaked face before he looked at Tommys arm around you and Nikki's hand holding yours.

"Look, Vince-" Nikki quickly began to say, but your brother cut him off.

"You three together?"

Mick stiffened from across the table fearful that this might be the breaking point for Mötley Crüe. If Vince couldn't accept it, that was it. There was no coming back for Mötley Crüe and the older man knew it. You all knew it.

"I love them, Vince." You began to say before either of them had a chance to open their mouths and say something stupid.

A look of shock washed over your brothers face at those words. He knew that the three of you used to hook up and you eventually told him about the miscarriage. But Vince probably just assumed that it was a casual thing between the three of you. He didn't know that you were in love, and you hoped like hell that piece of new information wouldn't make him any madder than he already was.

You loved Nikki and Tommy.

You loved them both so fucking much, and you were done trying to hide it.

"Yeah, I love them." You continued to say. "And I know you don't approve of that. And we shouldn't have snuck around behind your back way back when, and for that, I'm sorry. But I can't change how I feel."

Vince remained worriedly silent for quite some time while he looked between the three of you carefully.

Tommy and Nikki seemed too frightened to speak which was probably a good thing and Mick was sitting there holding his breath, waiting to see what would happen.

"You guys love each other?" Vince eventually asked, his tone forcefully neutral as he glanced between you all.

"We do, man." Tommy answered without hesitation. "I know your sister is off limits, but we love her, dude. This isn't just some fling or something. We love her."

"He's right." Nikki backed up, Vince's eyes shooting over to the bassist. "Look, man. I've never felt the way I feel about your sister with anyone. I love her, and I'm not going to apologise for it. If you want to walk away, we aren't going to stop you."

"Or you can come back and Mötley Crüe can start playing again." Mick spoke up, resting his hand on Vince's shoulder.

Your brother glanced over at the older man briefly before shifting his focus back to the guys beside you taking in Tommys arm around your back and Nikki's hand still holding yours against the table.

Your heart felt like it was beating out of its chest in anticipation until your brother eventually nodded.

"Let's make some fucking music."

After announcing Mötley Crüe were back with Vince Neil as their lead singer, the first show sold out within an hour of tickets going on sale.

"Tommy, sit still or I'm gonna ruin your makeup." You warned from where you were literally sitting in his lap trying to apply his eyeliner, but he kept tapping his foot. "God, I forgot how fidgety you used to be before a show."

"I can't help it. I get nervous." He said defensively but managed to stop moving his foot so you could finish.

You lowered the eyeliner and stared at his beautiful hazel eyes making sure they were both perfectly even before you nodded at your handy work in approval.

"Can I move now, baby?"

"Yes, but be careful not to smudge-"

His lips crashed against yours before you could finish that sentence. It was rushed and needy, but perfect all at once.

You tossed the eyeliner in the general direction of the desk before resting your hand over his bare chest. Your fingers traced over the new tattoos that weren't there the last time you were on tour together. His hand shifted down to your waist, sliding up under your jacket until his warm fingers found your skin and he kept his hand there while you kissed him back needily.

The door to your dressing room suddenly opened causing the two of you to pull apart. You looked over your shoulder to find Nikki walking inside now dressed in his leather pants and new black jacket. His signature warpaint stripes were on his face along with a bandana around his forehead.

"Looking good, Sixx." You whistled as he closed the door behind himself, his cheeks blushing a little at your compliment.

You glanced back over at Tommy who was still holding you in his lap and now had red lipstick smeared over his lips.

"I need to wipe this off." You said reaching up to his mouth, but he grabbed your hand before you could do it.

"Leave it. It'll remind me of you."

Your heart swelled at that small gesture before Nikki walked over to the two of you and spun the chair you were both occupying around until you were facing him.

"Your look is missing something." Nikki observed looking your new outfit up and down.

It was just a simple pair of leather pants with chains hanging from the belt loops and a sleeveless red lacy top that probably showed too much skin and cleavage, but neither of the guys commented on it not wanting to control what you wore which you appreciated.

"Close your eyes for me." Nikki instructed.

You raised your eyebrows, "um, why?"

"Do you trust me?"

"With my life." You answered without hesitation.

"Close your eyes."

You nodded and closed your eyes before Nikki's hand cupped the side of your face gently and then you felt him drawing a small line along your left cheek bone.

There was no mistaking what that mark was.

"T-bone. What do you think?" Nikki asked tilting your head to the side so Tommy could see.

"She's fucking beautiful, man."

"Yeah, she is." Nikki agreed before he lowered his hand from your face, and you felt the chair start to turn again. "Open your eyes, princess."

Slowly, you blinked your eyes open to find yourself now facing the mirror on the desk. Your eyes shifted down to the singular black stripe of warpaint on your cheek that was identical to what you used to have all those years ago.

You smiled at the mirror, "like old times."

Nikki and Tommy both met your gaze through the mirror with bright smiles.

The faded scars on your face and upper arm from the car crash back in 1984 were traced with glitter like you used to do on tour. However, the healed scars on your wrist were covered with bracelets.

You fiddled with the bracelets for a moment before catching sight of the clock on the wall behind.

"It's show time." You announced, climbing off Tommy's lap before shrugging off your leather jacket and throwing it onto the desk. "You boys ready?"

Tommy nodded, "hell yeah."

"Let's do it." Nikki grinned.

You followed the guys out the dressing room and down the long narrow corridor towards the stage before you knocked on Mick's dressing room door as you passed.

"Mick, it's time!" You shouted before walking over to your brother's door and knocking. "Vin, let's roll!"

Nikki then threw his arm around your shoulders while he walked, Tommy off to his other side fiddling with his drumsticks. Mick came out his room joining you down the corridor wearing his long black coat and top hat and then Vince stepped out in his leather pants and black muscle shirt.

The five of you walked down the corridor in sync together.

Vince wrapped his arms around you and Nikki with a bright smile spreading across his face. Tommy sprung himself in the air with one hand on Micks shoulder and another on Nikki's as he jumped up excitingly causing you all to laugh as you made your way towards the stage.

You slipped free from Vince and Nikki as you rounded the corner towards the backstage stairs and paused at the base of them watching the guys all walk up towards the stage.

A swell of love and pride washed over you.

Whenever Tommy sat down behind his drums and Nikki picked up his bass, and Mick plugged in his guitar, something always happened. It was like the air thickened with excitement. You couldn't put your finger on it, but it was like a weird kind of electrical humidity. You didn't just hear it, you felt it. Then Vince would scream the first few words of a song and all you could think was, 'we're home.'

You were a lot older now but some days you still felt eighteen with these guys.

This band had outlived wives and girlfriends, managers, record companies, agents- everything but itself.

From living in the Mötley House along the Sunset Strip and playing at the Whiskey to this moment... Mötley Crüe had fucking made it.

Nikki suddenly stopped halfway up the stairs noticing you were missing and turned in confusion. His smoky eyes locked with yours and he held his hand out towards you. You jogged up the steps and took his hand with a small squeeze.

"You did it. Mötley Crüe are back." You smiled proudly at him. "This is our life."

"If life was a song, then meeting you was the best verse." Nikki whispered in your ear before he placed a tender kiss to your lips.

You closed your eyes savouring the moment before Nikki pulled away with a bright smile on his face. His hand squeezed yours gently before he led you up the stairs catching up with the others just as you reached the stage and the crowd erupted.

Vince threw his hands up in the air enthusiastically. Tommy and Mick holding up devil horns while you stared out at the stadium full of people in front of you. The crowd was screaming and cheering louder than you had ever heard it as Nikki held your joined hands up to the sky.

After everything the band had been through together. All the years of fights, drugs, alcohol, criticism, heartbreak... after everything, they were still here.

That's fate.

That's family.

And that's Mötley fuckin' Crüe.

...THE END

A/N: I'm actually crying...

I didn't think I'd get emotional about this. It's just a fanfic, it's a fake story... but it's also real. It's based on true events from the band we all know and love, but to me, writing this story has been like a lifeline. And now it's over and I have no idea what to do.

From listening to Girls Girls Girls in my dad's car on the way to school when I was a kid... to 15 years later and I'm blasting Kickstart My Heart in my own car driving to work... then fast forward a couple years to the 14th of November 2023, I'm standing at Marvel Stadium in Melbourne over 1,5000km away from home with my dad watching Mötley Crüe live in concert.

Seeing Mötley Crüe in person... seeing Nikki Sixx on stage playing his bass... seeing Tommy Lee unleash on the drums... hearing Vince Neil scream the songs I grew up listening to and hearing John 5 tearing it up on his guitar carrying on Mick Mars' legacy... words cannot do justice to how fucking amazing those couple of hours were.

In 2022, I moved to a small country town for my career. I live alone. I have no friends or family in this town, they all live over 8 hours away. I'm introvert with bad social anxiety and I like being alone. I like my own space and having my own house, but it hurts sometimes being this lonely, but Mötley Crüe have helped me. From their music to their books, to their movie; The Dirt, to all their YouTube interviews and documentaries to their social media presence. Mötley Crüe have made me feel less lonely. They have helped me in so many ways and I owe everything to them.

I know I'm rambling, but Mötley Crüe, Nikki Sixx, Tommy Lee, Vince Neil, Mick Mars and John 5 have saved my life. Sure, to some that might seem stupid and pathetic. Mötley Crüe don't know me. They never will. But they have impacted my life so much and I would not be here typing these words if it wasn't for them.

So, from the bottom of my heart, I want to thank them.

I don't know what the future holds.

Mötley Crüe are doing some shows in America this year and releasing new music soon (I am so fucking excited to hear it) and according to Nikki on Twitter/X, the band will be back to touring in 2025.

Now, I don't know if that means they will come back to Australia or not, but just the thought... just the mere chance and possibility that Mötley Crüe might be back in my country that is enough to keep going. It is enough to get me out of bed in the mornings and go to work. It is enough for me to keep fighting and I know I will get judged for it but fuck anyone who hates on me for saying that because this band means more to me than you will ever know.

ANYWAY...

When I first started writing this, I never imaged anyone would even read it. I was purely writing this for myself, but I am so so happy that many of you have loved and resonated with this story and Y/N Neil.

Out all the fanfics I've ever written this one means the most to me. Thank you for coming along on this journey. I have had a blast writing this and at the moment, this story is finished, but who knows what the future holds ❤️

This is Sourwolf_sterek32 signing off. Until next time, stay safe everyone. I'm going to go cry and rewatch The Dirt for the hundredth time to make myself feel better xx

#motley crue #nikki sixx #tommy lee #nikki sixx fanfiction #nikki sixx x reader #tommy lee x reader #tommy lee fanfic #vince neil #mick mars #motley crue fanfiction #motley crue x reader #the dirt #john 5 #mgk #colson baker #pov #imagine #80s #music

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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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can i request douglas booth! nikki x reader where it’s all of the crue members and they’re in their rehearsal room just relaxing & the reader is sleeping on the couch and subconsciously reaches out for his hand & he grabs it and just smiles and the boys see the interaction and tease him a bit (sorry if this is too specific or makes no sense at all, totally okay if you dont wanna write it either! thank u! 🖤)

𝐒𝐈𝐗𝐗’𝐒 𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓 !

pairings! douglas booth; nikki sixx x fem reader

word count! 800

warnings! swearing, mentions of drugs & alcohol (no fucking shit it’s a mötley crüe fic)

a/n! hope i did your request justice;) pretty short fic, also unedited!!

the typical day in the life of a rockstar is something the average joe cannot mastermind. no matter how they try, very few are fit for the partying until six in the morning, taking some random girl to your hotel room, kicking her out by seven-thirty, and then falling asleep for a few hours. until afternoon rehearsals, which you're fueled by drugs and alcohol. then the show, then all over again.

it was safe to say sticking to the tour with the crüe was challenging, to say the least. the crüe did it like no other. so, joining your boyfriend nikki on his tour was the most exhausting time of your life. the first night was thrilling and ran on pure adrenaline. but as it got a few days in, it got draining and boring. the crüe was never boring but the idea of partying anymore or taking one more sip of alcohol made you sick. so you decided to leave the clubs after only an hour or two and revert back to your hotel room. but when that got too boring you were left alone with sleep. even with that, it still wasn't even to suffice for a good night's rest.

twenty minutes into rehearsals, it hit you hard. heather finally made you lay down on the couch in nikki's room backstage. by the time he came back, you were passed out and heather was curled up in a beanbag with a book. "she was really tired but didn't want to miss the show..." the blonde woman explained to the bassist who watched your sleeping figure with soft eyes. he swallowed before turning towards her. "cool."

she nearly laughed at his masked demeanor, trying to put on a more 'mysterious' act as if he wasn't watching you with pure life in his eyes. nikki was a tough guy and it didn't take falling for a girl to ruin that. he took off his shoes and comfortably made his way under you. he lifted your legs and sat under them, your thighs rested on top of him. the silent action kept you asleep as heather watched in awe with how gentle he was.

"man, did you see that girl-" tommy's giddy voice was cut off as he entered the room, mick appearing behind him, as heather slapped his leg. he held onto it as if he'd just been shot and glanced over at where her eyes followed. the drummer noticed his bassist's warm embrace on your sleeping figure. he nearly shit himself when he saw the never seen before sight. tommy's eyes light up with a goofy grin as he mumbled something and took a seat with heather on the bean bag. mick made his way over towards the chair beside them.

the look on nikki's face was obvious. one word of this and they'd all be dead. that somehow made it much more amusing to the two. "awe hush nikki, you're such a good mommy." tommy whimpered as he 'cradled a baby' with his arms. nikki couldn't help but roll his eyes as he crossed his arms. mick took a sip of his drink before turning towards tommy. "look drummer, nikki can hold his girlfriend all he wants. if he wants to be a little pussy bitch then by all means, let him."

tommy's mouth burst open into a fit of laughter making heather slap his arm hurt fully. mick only smiled as he toyed with his bottle cap. the abrupt sound nearly awoke you, stirring on nikki. your arms stretched slightly as your hand traced nikki's arm, he immediately uncrossed his arms as your hands came together. for a moment he forgot what was going on as a smile danced across his lips. nikki was used to your grasps during your sleep, or waking up with your arms wrapped around him. but the still new feeling was a comfort.

"why don't you hold me like that?" vince pouted from the doorway with a playful grin, catching the attention of all. nikki would have jumped up and chased him until the blonde barbie fell or was tackled to the ground. but the warmth of your body was too enticing to skip out. "okay fuck you guys. she's just laying on me, what fucking ever, man."

"oooh," tommy mouthed with the twirl of his drumsticks in his left hand, while the other arm locked around his wife. "sixx's gone soft."

"if you don't shut your goddamned mouth-"

"don't wake up sleeping beauty, bassist."

#teddypickerry #nikki sixx x reader #nikki sixx #mötley crue fic #douglas booth nikki sixx #tommy lee x reader #need more nikki sixx fics #mick mars #vince neil

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marvelobsessed134 · 7 months

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Kinktober day 9: Manhandling/tights ripping

A/n: been wanting to write this one for awhile and decided to make it a kinktober fic specifically with 2000s!tommy because god damn he was so fine.

Pairings: 2000s!Tommy Lee x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Age gap, manhandling, rough sex, tights get ripped lol, dom!tommy, sub!reader, cnc kind of? Just putting it there just in case.

No plot just smut lol

You were roughly pushed against the bedroom door, feverishly making out with your husband. You moaned into his mouth when his hands wandered elsewhere.

“Fuck babe, so sexy.” He groaned lowly, grinding his very large bulge against you. You gasped at the friction. “Tommy please.” You whined.

“What do you need honey?”

“I want you to manhandle me. Fuck, make me yours in every way.” Your words caught the drummer off guard.

He pulled away from you for a second, “Are you sure?”

“Yes.” You whispered against his lips. Tommy’s eyes darkened noticeably, as if you’ve just unlocked something in him.

“I’ll fuckin manhandle you, baby.” And before you knew it, you were thrown over his shoulder. You squealed in surprise and felt your pussy get even wetter.

He tossed you onto the bed and pulled his shirt off, displaying his tattooed body. You ogled at him for a bit before starting to take your shirt off too. But he stopped you, opting to rip it right down the middle. You gasped in surprise, your tits popping out.

He immediately pulled a nipple into his mouth, biting and sucking on the sensitive flesh. “Oh!” You gasped, throwing your head back.

He gave the same treatment to both sides before roughly turning you on your stomach. Instinctively, you lifted your hips.

Once again you were caught in surprise by his actions when he roughly ripped your tights apart. The older man smacked your ass as soon as it was exposed, and groaned when he found you weren’t wearing any panties. Just thin tights and a shirt skirt.

“Naughty fucking girl.” He groaned, taking his cock out of his pants and lining it up, teasing your entrance. You whimpered in response, tears forming in your eyes.

The drummer pushed in without warning and wasted no time to start fucking you roughly. “Ahhh, oh my god!” You screamed, clutching the sheets.

“Fuuuuck good girl! So fuckin tight for me!” Your husband moaned along with you.

“Tommy…harder!”

The brunette smacked your ass in response, “Oh yeah? My girl wants it harder? Like a little slut? I’ll give you harder, babe.” And so he pulled you up flush against his chest and wrapped a hand around your throat lightly pushing on the sides. Your eyes widened and your jaw was dropped when he fucked up into you, deeper and faster.

As Tommy was pounding into you he tapped your face a few times with his hand leaning close to you ear as you were moaning and crying like crazy, “Look at yourself, baby. Come on. Look at how beautiful you look right now.” And so you did, turning your head to the mirrors that surrounded the bed.

You watched as tears of pleasure poured down your face. How Tommy was rubbing your clit fast sending you over the edge.

“Mmm Tommy I’m gonna cum!” You squealed, squirming as you felt that overwhelming feeling.

“Cum for me sweetie. I’m right behind you fuck!”

And so, you clenched around him and let go, your orgasm washing over you, so strong you almost didn’t feel him dumping his load inside of you.

“You like that baby?” The drummer smiled, his voice evidently out of breath.

You gave him a blissed out smile in the mirror and nodded. He smiled back at you before placing a kiss on your cheek.

#motley crue #motley crue x reader #tommy lee #nikki sixx #vince neil #mick mars #fanfic #smut #2000s tommy lee #tommy lee smut #tommy lee x reader #kinktober

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gocryaboutitt · 4 months

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Someones a little sick

back at it guys. same character yknow the shit by now

your point of view;

As im walking around my house fixing up things that were broken or covered in dust, i hear my phone start to ring which results in me letting out an aggravated sigh while picking up the phone.

"Hey sweets" i hear tommy sniffle before the phone gets snatched out of his hands, "Jess, you need to let us in, NOW!" demands mick as im finally allowed to speak. "Hello to you guys too, why do i need to let you in exactly? You idiots will mess up my house", "because we're sick and don't know what to do" argues mick as he begins to cough, "ugh, fine" i say while slamming the phone on the reciever and walking to the front door. While i bask in the feeling of a clean house, i open the door to reveal the four man-babies.

"Jess, help me!" screams vince as a runs up to me, while might i add, sniffling "how did you guys even get sick? was it from one of the many groupies, did it finally catch up to ya?" i say while widely grinning, and stepping aside for them to walk in.

"If any of you idiots mess up my place i will make you suffer in silence" i snicker while ushering them to the living room. "Go sit down and tell me what happened".

"Promise you wont laugh," begs nikki "can't make any promises, nikki" i say while walking to the kitchen to make tea "I got sneezed on by a groupie when i was making out with her," him saying this resulted in me letting out a wheeze before regaining my breath. "And the rest of you?", "he went around the studio sneezing into the air!" whines vince as his voice is barely able to keep one pitch. "Mhm, and i reckon it affecting you the most isnt it blondie?"

I chuckle while walking into the living room holding a tray of teas, "Yes! It is! I can't sing without my voice breaking" he groans while taking one of the hot beverages.

"Shut up blondie" whined both tommy and nikki as mick sat there drinking the tea, "atleast you don't have to worry about playing an instrument while youre coughing up a lung" groans tommy. "well this is the last time im taking care of you guys," i say, sighing "i guess you imbeciles are going to want to stay here tonight, right?"

"Can we, please?" asks mick as he finishes the drink, "yeah i guess, since youre my favourite mick, you can take my room" i suggest while softly smiling at him.

"Really? are you sure-", "yes, im sure, mick, go on the beds made and there should be a bin nearby" i stop him mid sentence with a light chuckle. "Thanks, jess" he smiles with a nod and walks up stairs.

I sit down in his seat while the other look at me in disbelief, "How come he gets your room?", "he gets to be so close to you panty draw, and i dont?!" i groan while rolling my eyes "because he's actually tolerable". "I'll be sleeping out here if it makes you guys feel better, god this couch sucks ass" i say with a groan as i get up and lay on the floor. Tommy was the first one to move and took this as his chance to lay his head across my thighs, this was followed by vince laying on the oppsite side of my body but with his head on my stomach, which was later followed by nikki laying across my chest.

"What the fuck do you guys think i am? a pillow?" i sitfle a groan as one of their bodies shift against mine, "a pretty damn comfortable one," grins nikki as he buries his face in my chest.

"so fucken help me, if i get sick from you idiots" i start as im cut off with a sneeze from vince which somehow racks through my body, "awh man im sorry" he sheepishly apologises "im going to kick your guy's ass's" i say while giving up and laying there.

"What ever you say, sweets", "shut up tommy, just go to sleep".

roughly 4:04 am

i woke up to someone snoring, fucked if i know who's, up shoots vince as he runs to where im hoping is the bathroom. I prop my body up against the couch as he comes back into the room looking a bit too pale, "hey blondie, are you alright?" i ask as he sits down beside me "yeah, 'm just tired" yawns vince as he nuzzles into the side of my body, "go back to sleep, vinny, i'll still be your guy's pillow" i whisper while raking my fingers though his hair "Mm, thanks doll" he groans, practicly asleep.

I flick on the tv as i decided i wasnt going to be able to sleep any time soon, as i flip through the channels i decided on The Karate Kid movie.

It was around 8:13 am, and i had resulted in watching any movie that came on, i was silently watching The Breakfast club as i felt nikki and tommy begin to stir. "Morning, guys, sleep well?" i softly ask as they sit up and adjust to the light, "yeah, thanks for being my pillow," snickers nikki as he stands up and walks into the kitchen, "how about you, t-bone?" "mm, it was good thanks sweets" he yawns while shuffling up to me, "how are you feeling?" "like shit" he groans while leaning onto me "its alright,t-bone you'll get better eventually" i smile while raking my fingers through his hair.

"Mm, i hope so." grins nikki as he walks through the door "dude! you took my spot" he whines "be quiet nikki its too early, and blondie here is still asleep, here" i slightly open my legs "even better" he smirks before sinking down in between them "shut up dude, you hogged her boobs all night anyway".

"what the fuck did i just hear?" groans mick as he walked into the living room, "how are you even comfy with them on you, it looks like a doggy pile", "it is mick, i havent moved all night" i sigh while look up at him "you poor thing" chuckles mick as he sits behind me on the couch.

that was fun lmao. i hope you enjoyed it

love you guys

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

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sergeantbarnessdoll · 4 months

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Hiiii are you taking requests? If so then how about a Tommy fic where he’s like super protective of the reader idk I’m thinking of that scene in Pam and Tommy where the construction worker walks in on Pam in the kitchen.

Stay Away From My Wife » Tommy Lee

Pairings: Husband!Tommy Lee x Wife!Reader

Summary: Someone gets a little too close to Tommy’s wife.

Warnings: Fluff, language, overprotective Tommy, unwanted staring, kissing, pet names (babe, baby)

A/N: My apologies if I get anything wrong. I haven’t watched Pam & Tommy in a while and I only seen part of the episode you’re talking about so this is based off of what I remember of it. I also put my own twist on it.

Thank you for requesting!🩵 @marvelobsessed134

Written on my phone. I’m sorry for any mistakes and typos.

Header made by @buckys-wintersoldier

GIF IS NOT MINE! Credit goes to the creators. I found this one on Pinterest.

You hummed to yourself as you made coffee. You leaned over the kitchen counter, watching the coffee pour into the coffee pot. You went to the pantry to get stuff out to make pancakes. You were pouring pancake mix in a bowl while humming lyrics to your favorite song and swaying your hips side to side. You felt an unfamiliar presence behind you. You turned around to see one of the construction workers standing a couple feet away from you.

“Umm, what are you doing in here?” You asked him, raising an eyebrow.

The construction worker didn’t say anything. He just stared at you. That’s when you realized you were only wearing one of Tommy’s shirts and a pair of panties underneath it. You shrieked and pulled it down to cover your ass.

“Tommy!” You yelled.

Tommy came running into the kitchen within 5 seconds.

“What’s wrong, babe?” Tommy asks.

“This weirdo thought he could get a free peak of me in my panties!” You say, feeling your cheeks heat up in embarrassment.

Tommy felt his blood boiling as he looked at the construction worker. He gently pushed you behind his body, shielding you from him.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?!” Tommy asks, raising his voice at the guy.

“I uhh…” The guy stuttered with wide eyes, not knowing what to see.

“You uhh what?” Tommy mocked him. “You thought you could see my wife in her panties and get away with it?” He says.

“I’m sorry, sir!” The guy apologizes. “I promise it won’t happen again!” He says.

“You’re damn right it won’t happen again cause you’re fucking fired!” Tommy says.

“Wh-What?” He asks, blinking a couple times.

“You’re fired! Get your shit, get out of my house, and most importantly, stay the hell away from my wife!” Tommy pointed at the door. “If I ever catch you staring at my wife again, you’re going to regret it.” He says.

The guy gulped and nodded, quickly leaving the kitchen. Tommy sighed loudly, running his fingers through his hair. He looked down at you and wrapped his strong tattooed arms around you protectively, pulling you close to him.

“Are you ok, baby?” Tommy asks softly.

“I am now.” You say, laying your head against his chest and traced one of his many tattoos on his arms.

“Did he touch you or hurt you in anyway?” He asks. “Cause if he did, I’ll kick his ass.” He says.

“No. He just made me feel uncomfortable with his staring.” You say, looking up at him.

Tommy cupped your cheeks and kissed you passionately.

“Is it ok if you hold me while we stand here?” You asked.

“I have a better idea.” Tommy says.

Before you could ask what his idea is, he picked you up and walked to the living room. You instinctively wrapped your legs around his waist. He sat down with you on his lap and rubbed his hand up and down your back.

“I still want pancakes.” You mumbled loud enough for him to hear.

Tommy chuckled and kissed the side of your head.

“I’ll make you some pancakes, baby.” Tommy says, gently moving you onto the couch next to him before standing up.

“I love you so much, Tommy.” You say, kissing him.

“I love you too, babe.” He says against your lips.

🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍

-Bucky’s Doll

#tommy lee #tommy lee sebastian stan #motley crue #pam and tommy #sebastian stan #sebastian stan characters #tommy lee x female reader #tommy lee x wife!reader #tommy lee x reader #tommy lee x y/n #tommy lee x you #tommy lee fluff #tommy lee one shot #tommy lee imagine #wife!reader

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robocoplesb · 9 months

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Nikki Sixx x reader Angst where she’s pregnant and he gets upset at her constant mood swings and snaps at her? But doesn’t realize that he sent her into labor because she doesn’t want to tell him

hope u don't get mad, nikki sixx. [1/2]

warnings: fight, pregnancy, labor, insecurities about body and motherhood, bad mood, best friend!heather.

author's note: hi anon! thanks for the request. the moment she starts to go into labor was based on the story my mother told me about my birth (she's okay 😭). i think it's kind of scary, but i like the idea. sorry for the delay, i got so wild when i realized it wasn't turning out the way i wanted it to and i gave up for a few days but i did my best today. i decided to separate it into two chapters, hope you like it. good read<3.

chapter one

"— two minutes, nikki!”

you heard tommy screaming from the other side of the door. you and nikki were on his dressing room couch for at least 20 minutes, waiting for someone to call your boyfriend to start the show. you were lying on his chest as he ran his fingertips over your belly.

being pregnant was not easy, being pregnant surrounded by mötley crüe was even less. you knew nikki couldn't stop his life for you, yet you were still upset by the miniscule amount of time you spent together, or for the moments together that were interrupted, like now.

when nikki couldn't be with you, heather was. no one but her would dare, so that's where he takes you before going on stage. he helps you to sit on the sofa next to her and then kneeling in front of you. you feel his lips touching your belly and staying there for a few second. nikki knew you didn't want him to go, neither did he.

“— i love you. the show will end soon and i will take care of you at the hotel, hm?” — he chuckled a bit before getting up and kissing your forehead. you laugh a little at the sensation, feeling shy with heather’s presence next to you. “— love u too, nikki.” — you said

he also hugged heather and thanked her before leaving. you could hear some curses coming from mick about how long he took.

you and heather didn't watch the show today. the doctor said that the baby would be born soon, so you limited yourself to the minimum of activities that could make you really agitated. you loved being the band number one fan, but the time you spent with heather in the dressing room was precious. she kinda made you forget how bad you felt about the aftermath of pregnancy.

you loved your daughter, but it was stressful.

you became an extremely needy person in the start of your pregnancy, and over time, realizing that nikki could never do anything about it, you ended up taking it out on him sometimes. there were also times when you felt like you couldn't get out of bed because of the pain, you felt things much more intense and sometimes all you wanted was to cry yourself out.

heather was your best friend, and she understood. she knew what to say and what not to say. she knew when you were acting on impulse and when you were hiding something. she knew how you were being criticized the last few months. you and the boys knew too but nobody wanted to talk about it.

and she also knew how you must have felt when you read all those articles saying you didn't look good and comparing you to nikki exes. stressed.

★

“— hey princess!” — nikki said as he wrapped his arms around you. he was about to ask you how you were doing when he felt you pushing him away.

“- come on, i’m tired.” — you said in a low tone and followed the path to the parking lot behind the stage. your husband just chased after you, confused by your reaction.

you ignored nikki the whole way to the hotel. refusing the touches or anything he told you, until the boys started laughing at the situation and he just gave up. for the first time there wasn't a crowd of fans waiting for them, they just signed a few autographs and got in.

you went up to the bedroom while nikki said good night. as soon as you sat on the bed, you wanted to cry. a few tears fell when you blinked, but you dried them off when you heard the door open.

“— what the fuck was that?” — nikki started.

"- oh my god...” — you muttered, knowing what was coming. you and nikki had argued before. usually because of you behavior, which caused an argument about nikki's behavior about it, until it became unbearable.

“— that is all? or you want to give another show? really, yn, I've been doing everything to make you comfortable, not to upset you, and yet you keep acting like a bitch.” — he said louder, making you shiver a little.

“— that bitch here is carrying your fucking daughter, motherfucker. can't you have the slightest bit of respect? or am i just a bitch to you, sixx?” — you said as you went to the bathroom, taking off your shoes and coat.

"- respect? you can't even say goodbye to your daughter's uncles and you want to talk about respect? Is this the kind of shit you're going to teach her?”

you stopped at the bathroom door when you heard that. it wasn't exactly what he meant, but it was what you felt, and this was a sensitive topic for you. for nikki too, but did you feel so insecure about it. the creation. you stayed up nights with him talking about how you were afraid of being a bad mother, how you would give anything to know exactly what to do at the right times. you talked about your childhood, and how your biggest fear was putting your daughter through something similar.

“— fuck you, nikki. fuck. you.” — you forced yourself to laugh at that moment “— maybe you should look for someone better for the job, since you're already getting tired of me.”

“— jesus, you're crazy as fuck. are delusions part of it too? or are you just scared?”

"- crazy? i went through eight months with a child inside me. nausea, pain, insomnia. spending all day thinking about this girl's future and blaming myself for not being able to do all this and still not being the perfect woman for you. my husband has been enjoying the rockstar life, being applauded and praised while people hate me more every day. i'm not crazy, nikki, i have limits.”

“—well, me too. and congrats for pushing me to mine. while you complain about the way i manage to keep us both, why don't you worry about making yourself bearable for your daughter, since i'm not being enough either?”

you've never seen nikki scream before. actually, not with you, at least. scared you. your mouth opened but nothing came, you really tried to say something before he opened the door and left the room, but when you heard the door slamming hard, you gave up, letting yourself cry a little.

it was weird. your vision blurred and it was hard to feel when you sat on the floor, just feeling your head banging against the wall.

you closed your eyes and started to feel something running down your legs. at the time, you didn't use logic, feeling like you were going to pass out at any moment and scared of what nikki was going to do outside that room. your low cries turned into screams of pain as you felt something in your stomach.

“— yn?”

you heard someone say. you failed to recognize the voice or who was there, just taking the person's hands and squeezing.

“— n-nikki? nik, come back, please- fuck!” — you screamed again

“— yn, it's me, heather. let's take you to the hospital, okay? vince will look for nikki...”

she must have said something else, but it's not like you could hear her. tommy had you in his arms before your eyes closed, following his wife to their car.

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