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@sucker4sixx
MASTERLIST
Smut, fluff, angst
* means personal fav
Nikki Sixx:
Particles ****
Jealousy
Wide awake
Good boy
Old dog, Old tricks
Punishment *
Sün and möon *
Cold kitchen counter *
Promises
20 minutes in hell
Crazy
Shut up, i mean it
Young boy
Relight my fire
Pt.2
Pt.3
Raising hell *
pt.2
pt.3
pt.4
pt.5
Pt.6
Pt.7
Pt.8
Pt.9
Pt.10
Pt.11
P.12
Vince neil:
Sün and möon *
Johnny Knoxville:
Barracuda *
OFFICIAL SUCKER4SIXX TUMBLR PLAYLIST:
Consent
Plot: you and your new roommate have an intimate encounter
(Not my best but im trying to get the hang of this all again lol)
Warnings: kink talk/ cnc/ somno/ slapping/ BDSM
You and nikki were only three months into knowing each other but he was your best friend, you recently moved in together so the rent would be less on both ends. youd never met a man who could make you laugh so hard. You two had a few fly kisses and heated glances. The attraction between you was fiery.
One night your having a glass of wine in the living room before bed, sitting in front of the fire, the conversation merged into what kinks you are into.
He had just finished telling you about a hook up and you felt brave “so.. what are you into?” You smirk and he tilts his head with a small cheeky grin “what?” “What are your kinks?” You explain, nikki sits up and lets out a small laugh “since you asked.. BDSM, breath control, brat trainer. Probably more, just whatever gives me a boner” he laughs, feeling his cheeks go a little hot “i like being submissive, being prey, being a brat, BDSM and cnc” you explain and he quirks his head “cnc? Whats that?” You groan, knowing this is an awkward kink to explain “its called consent no consent, its where the person you wanna have sex with just uses you when they want to, like silent consent to anytime. For me i like being woken up to being fucked against my will” nikki grins wide, feeling his trousers straining at the thought “yeah?” You smirk at him, instantly standing up.
“Its been a lovely conversation but..” you turn to face him and drop your voice to a lower more seductive tone “im off to bed” you subtly wink and walk upstairs, nikki watching your ass as you climb the steps to your room.
After an hour nikki creeps into your room, watching you sleep, your ass poking out of the covers slightly, as if you set this up to happen. He opens the drawers carefully and pulls out scissors, kneeling just at your plump behind.
As gently as he can, he cuts a hole where your pussy would be, gently moving you onto your back, you still slightly but fall right back to sleep. He holds either side of the hole and tears it quickly. With a ripping sound your bare pussy was fully exposed to his hungry, perverted eyes.
Nikki slides his two rough fingers against his tongue then inches them close to your puffy folds, parting them to get a good look at your small hole, growling when he sees it.
He tweaks your clit, hearing gentle noises in your sleep, rubbing small circles to watch your hole wetten up, completely unaware that youll be woken up, bound and pounded
Somehow he manages to tie your hands to the bedframe without waking you, your all ready for him and his cocks all ready for you, bouncing heavily with each movement.
“Ah!-“ you gasp loudly, waking up to nikki above you, his large cock jammed into your gut, you struggle but your arms are tied tightly “shut the fuck up” he groans, starting to pound into you.
He keeps checking your face, making sure he hasnt crossed the line but when he sees that blissful smile inbetween each strained moan he knows hes fine, getting all up in your space and fucking you like an animal.
“Ahh.. oh.. shit!” You moan out loud, nikki was your best friend but god damn he fucks like a beast, working away at you like an artist carving stone. The bed creaks obnoxiously as your brain melts into fiery pools of sin.
“You good?” He whispers into your ear “y-yes sir” you whisper back, making him shiver. He quickly unties your hands “fight back, make me break you into submission” he growls, you do just as he told, kicking and clawing him “fuck you!” You scream as he grabs you and pins you hard, your hand flys up and smacks his cheek, causing him to crush you to the bed, pounding you relentlessly
“Ah! Ahh!” You scream in pleasure, his rough hand coming across your face harshly “i told you to quit it! Im sure you wouldnt want your neighbours knowing that your nothing more than a dirty whore” he growls out as he starts to moan himself
You lay in your bed next to nikki, panting, sweating yet staring at eachother in wonder. Your eyes search his before he grabs you, smothering you into his sweaty body, littering your head with kisses.
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Young boy
Guess whos back
He sits alone on the train. the high wearing off as the boredom kicks in.
He tries not to think about it, the girl he just broke the heart of, picking at his grubby nails and humming some rock song thats getting over played on the radio.
He leans back, looking around to see if any attractive women and swooning or glancing at him, only to find the disapproving look of an older woman who looks like shes worked a hard days night.
With a groan he looks back down to his lap, feeling around in his pocket in a game he likes to call “guess what it is” but only finding a lighter.
With a push down of his thumb and the scrape of the lighter the orange flame appeared.
Like a bored young boy he slid the flame under the small table that had been vandalised beyond repair, burning the months old chewed gum from beneath.
The melted gum drips onto the floor, some catching his exposed knee cap, burning like what he imagines satans spit feels like. He flinches in pain, causing the lighter flame to burn his rough thumb.
He leaves the train with his wounded thumb in his mouth and a glare in his eyes that screamed a young boy not getting what he asked for for Christmas.
Hey babies!
I GOT A BF! I dont feel like its morally right to continue writing fanfiction, maybe later ill explain it to him and see if its okay with him since i think its pretty fun, going to delete this app now, pls dont unfollow this isnt a forever goodbye!
Bye for now hunnies!
Come back, im sorry
Sorry ive been really inactive im going through alot right now.
You and nikki have been split for coming up to 3 years, you cant handle it.
You try desperately to have small flings with all different men, tearing them inside and out just to look for anything that even slightly resembled nikki. He was the only person who could kiss away your “shit”.
Each man looks at you with pity, giving you that short moment of love because they know you yearn for your love back. Holding you. Stroking your hair. Whispering sweet words but it never works, they arent nikki.
You drink and drink, searching for something to numb that constant grief and loss but it never goes, searching on your phone for a picture of him and wailing when you see that true love in his eyes when he seen you.
Hes not the same, frail and almost lifeless in every picture. His black hair covering his once gorgeous eyes as he plasters on a smile. You knew that smile. The one that was screaming for help but knows no one can hear.
After countless times of trying to reconnect and getting rejected you crawl into yourself, you cant sleep at night, haunted by the memory of his warm body, wishing you appreciated everything you used to not be to stand.
You cry and shudder like a baby, trying to remember his voice, how he spoke, why cant you remember it? Why the fuck cant you remember it?
You dream almost every night of that one morning, he lay on your chest while you sang for him, listening to his soft snoring and stroking his hair.
You broke him. You turned your back on him when he needed you.
Maybe it was for the best, you were both so fucked up and self sabotaging that you turned on eachother, screaming about nothing and fucking constantly to try get that love you needed from eachother.
He would stare at your messages, feeling bored of seeing the same “i cant live anymore” messages, you cant blame him, you were too much for yourself.
I just want it back, thoes days we cuddled in bed while you played my wii. That night where i was almost asleep on your bed and it was the part you hated laying at but you still crawled down and held me into your chest. Watching you play with my little brother and imagining what a great dad you would be to our children.
I miss you forever my love im so sorry.
Shut up, i mean it.
Plot: you and nikki get a little sneaky at dinner with his friends
Warnings: public sex/ nsfw/ smut
You and nikki are sitting round a dinner table with his band, hes had a hard on for awhile, just staring at your plump thighs in that tiny dress all night and now he refuses to ignore it.
You feel nikkis large calloused hand snake up your thigh, you glance to him nervously and the stern look in his eyes tells you hes not fucking around.
Within seconds hes flicking your clit with two fingers, laughing at whatever the group was laughing at, you couldnt pay attention, you let out a small whimper and he leans into your ear “fucking shut up.. i mean it” his teeth dig into your lobe, pulling away to continue his conversation.
You feel the need to squirm but know best than to draw attention to yourself, nikki glints at you as two of his fingers creep down, slowly sliding into you, you cough up your food and instantly draw attention to you both. “Baby? Are you okay?” Nikki asks, acting unaware as his fingers slide in deeper, making themselves comfortable inside your warm hole. “Y-yeah.. just, choked” everyone nods and return back to their food.
The silence added pressure, you couldnt even let out a little noise, stuffing your mouth with food to stop any noise as nikkis fingers pick up a pace, you watch him, amazed at how easy it was for him to play it off.
“Babe.. i need the toilet” you try to excuse yourself but nikki shakes his head, clearly wanting to make you cum at the table. “No.. dont be rude, wait till everyones finished their food” you narrow your eyes at him but look down when he does it back to you.
Everyone around the table start joking again and nikki takes the opportunity to speed up again, his thumb circulating your sensitive clit. You grip his thigh hard to stabilise yourself, starting to squirm “stop moving.. stop it” nikki growls in your ear “if you move again ill edge you for the rest of the night and ill do it well”. Like magic, you instantly sit still, panting under your breath.
Not even a minute later your pretending to wipe your mouth to cover your face, cumming all over the wooden chair, nikki pumping his fingers slowly as he grins watching you.
Raising hell
Pt.12
Plot: nikki realises how much he needs you
Warnings: nsfw
You spend your time back home dreaming of nikki, youd go over the pictures you took of him and you acting cute during the tour and honestly, youd cry. Everything reminded you of him, your favourite alcohol, favourite drug, favourite songs. Why were you so heart broken over nikki of all people.
You finally got yourself back on track, laughing about your “stupidity” and only getting upset when you were alone at night, missing his warm tattooed chest and his hearty, childish laugh. For the first time in a long time you experienced true love and it slipped out your fingers like it would come back at any moment, as if it wasnt a big deal.
You sleep with a few guys but everytime it ends in them leaving as soon as they finish, not liking the fact you accidentally moaned another guys name..
“m-my name isnt nikki?”
One night your laying in your dark room, its raining outside and your burning incense, ready to sleep when you hear a knock at your door, its almost frantic and desperate so you carefully open the door, seeing a soaked nikki, panting and holding a single, dying rose.
“Fuck..” he pushes the door open wider and grabs you, holding you into his chest, soaking you but your too shocked to even care “h-how.. did..” he shuts you up with a kiss, shaking with intensity “im so sorry” he mutters between kisses “i shouldve seen how perfect you are, its all my fault” he pulls away and looks at you with sad eyes, your still in shock, looking at him with wild eyes. “Have i scared you? Shit.. sorry” he laughs softly, your face lightening up, hearing that childish laugh you missed.
You lead nikki to your bed and you spend the night pressed against eachother, kissing softly, as if remembering how soft eachothers lips were, his large, rough hand stroking your cheek softly while you gently grind on his thigh. “Good girl” he whispers, your cheeks going red as you realise your gentle attempt at getting off without him noticing instantly wasnt successful “its okay, you can hump my leg if you really want” nikki smirks, pulling back to watch you applying more pressure, looking at him with innocent eyes, as if waiting for him to tell you to stop.
He holds you close as you grind your clit against his muscular thigh, moaning into his chest “shh.. thats my good girl” his large hand scratches your scalp, his other hand stroking his cock slowly, smiling to himself. You get alittle more noisy as pick up your speed “is baby going to cum on my leg?” He grins, speeding up his hand and groaning softly. You nod your head and whimper, watching his hand moving over his vainy, thick cock “you like watching me touching myself?” Once again, another small nod from you, nikkis jaw slacks as he watches you hump his leg, eyes fixed on him masterbating.
You cum on his thigh with a whimper, hiding your face in his chest as he cums on his hand, leading his hand to the side of your face and waiting expectantly for you to clean the mess up, you do as your expected, licking the cum off his fingers softly. “My sweet girl..” nikki coos, pulling you up and holding you to his chest, letting you relax “go to sleep.. ill be here when you wake up” you snuggle in “goodnight nikki” you yawn “goodnight babe.. i love you” he adds, his cheeks going red at the vulnerability “i love you too” you whisper back, smiling as you fall asleep.
You wake up alone, wondering if it was just a dream. Sliding out of your bed and heading downstairs. “Nikki?” You call out sheepishly, not sure if you would be met with silence or the handsome man. The sleepy furball walks over to you, pulling you into a hug.
“morning baby, how was your sleep?”
“Fucking perfect”
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Heres your soppy romcom ending 💖
I also want to thank you panda for always supporting me, if it wasnt for your support this wouldnt be finished 🫶🏻
Behind closed doors
Requested: no
Pairings: Dark!Current!Nikki x young!fem reader
Warnings: extremely kinky, daddy kink, probably lowkey sexist but in a hot way idk, smut, 0 plot, Idek where the plot is kind of plot, nikki takes advantage of reader, and that’s about it
A/n: my mind just came up with this so yeah
Summary: your relationship with Nikki is very different behind closed doors.
You met Nikki one day as you were walking down the street. Yeah, you were homeless. But didn’t really look like it since you had only been out on the streets for two days and tried to keep yourself as clean as possible.
The bassist saw you as he drove by. He slowed down and looked at you, realizing that you had nowhere to go. So, he pulled up and offered you a place to stay. You were such a pretty little young thing. And when you accepted gratefully he knew he had you.
Then on, your relationship began. First it was platonic, Nikki wouldn’t touch you besides hugging and stuff like that. But what you didn’t know what that the older man was slowly training you, almost. Getting you used to small touches on your legs and getting you used to doing favors for him. You were small, young and vulnerable which meant he could shape and sculpt you into whatever he wanted.
And so now, while your relationship is wholesome on the outside-as wholesome as Nikki Sixx could get-behind closed doors, when it’s just the two of you alone is when the real stuff comes out to play.
You’re only allowed to call him daddy. Only his real name when you’re around other people. And you wear skimpy clothes everyday. Short skirts, cropped tops or just bras as tops. Because he loves when you bend over and he sees your white cotton panties. Or when you have nothing underneath is his favorite.
He picks your outfits out for you everyday. Lots of causal dominance. And when you clean you’re only allowed to wear the short French maid outfit. One day Nikki was walking down the hall and saw you on all fours, the short skirt doing nothing to hide your thong, scrubbing the tile floor with a sponge.
He takes very good care of you as well. You sit down in front of the couch as he sits on it, and braids your hair while the two of you are watching tv. He likes to give you baths and also wash your hair in the shower with him.
When you can’t open a jar he opens it for you. When you can’t reach something he gets it for you. He does a lot of things for you. Including making decisions.
From the very beginning he sat you down on his lap and said as he caressed your face, “Some things are just too much for your little brain so daddy has to make those decisions. You understand, right bunny?” And you nodded, understanding him completely.
You must ask for permission to go out. Nikki never really likes it when you go out of the house but if he’s there or your with a trusted friend then he’s okay. Sometimes he doesn’t let you go out because he simply wants you to stay home like a good girl. And you end up doing just that.
Sex, all day everyday. It’s a must. In the morning, middle of the day, after dinner. Especially when you walk around in his favorite short, pink, silk, skirt.
You’re just the perfect little wifey for him. Young, beautiful, and submissive. You do anything just to please him. You look up at him like he’s a god. You treat him like one, too. And in return he gives you a roof over your head (his house of course), food, a credit card, and enough clothes to last a lifetime.
And so, that’s how your relationship with Nikki is behind closed doors.
Id die for this
I'm not saying that they're boyfriends who steal each other's clothes, but I'm not not saying it.
Raising hell
Pt. 11
Plot: your love for nikki gets alittle too real..
Warnings: rejection
You and nikki stumble back to his hotel after a night of drinking, he sings a romantic song while twirling you around like a ballerina, both of you laughing drunkly.
“Man that was a fucking.. good night” nikki slurs as he strips “one more show” you chime in as you both crawl into bed, his warm skin heating up your skin, cold from the night out in the town. “I cant believe it, it feels like we have been touring for years” you nod “one more show.. fuck” he mutters, wrapping his arms around you as he closes his eyes. You hear him snoring and whisper “i love you..”
You wake up beside nikki, hes still asleep but has a peaceful look on his face, you study it closer, his smile lines and wrinkles at his eyebrows look much more gorgeous than they would on anybody else. You gently stroke his hair, watching as his eyes flutter open, adjusting to the light from the window behind where you lay “morning..” nikki whispers, smiling at you sweetly “morning nikki” you whisper back, watching as the bassist moved forward to kiss you softly. “Your like my on-the-road boyfriend” you grin, nikkis cheeks going alittle red at the thought of being you boyfriend “well.. i.. i dont have a witty come back for that”
You both get up and get dressed, today the bands werent doing anything so they could have a rest day before the last show so its better than the rest. “What do you wanna do today?” Nikki asks, bringing a brush down to brush out your messy hair “can we go for ice cream?” You laugh, realising how childish you sound “of course babe”
You both sit at the parlour eating your icecreams, no one has recognised you yet so the quite is good, its a dull day but the weather is warmer than you expected. Nikki sits and watches you as you zone out, focusing on every detail in your face, etching them into his memory, he doesnt know what hes going to do when the tours done and he cant see you. “So what are you going to do when the tours done?” He asks, bringing you back to with a smile. “I dont know.. ill miss it, i know i will” he nods “me and the boys are going home to record some shit, i never get a break, its frustrating” he groans alittle, stopping when you take his hand “ill miss you.. so much, you dulled my worries” you smile “i think ill miss you more” you laugh alittle “if i heard myself saying that a month ago i wouldve had a heart attack” nikki laughs.
When you and nikki get back to the hotel you just lay and relax with him, hes reading a music magazine, going through the reviews of the tour as your hand softly strokes his chest. Its all too content.
It gets to the airport, the last day. you are all flying to LA to go home. “Hey babe” nikki wakes you up by scuffing your hair, smiling seeing your sleepy, puffy face “hey nikki” you yawn, resting your head back on his chest. “You ready to go home? To finally be rid of me?” He chuckles but you instantly feel your stomach drop, thinking about being without him, your hands instantly tightening slightly as if to keep him with you. Nikki feels your hands tightening and feels that same feeling in his stomach, noticing the small frown on your face that covers your usual bright smile.
When you get on the airplane nikki, for the first time, is seated away from you, not even in view. Your sat next to doug, the guitarist of whitesnake but he doesn’t conversate. You try to get nikkis attention but hes too far, everyone sleepy and quite, so unbelievably boring.
You spend the whole flight thinking of how to tell nikki you wanted more than just a stupid fling, you wanted to be his girlfriend but nothing comes to mind, it was too late for grand gestures or poems so you knew you had to make it raw. It takes till your at your separate cabs until you turn round.
“Nikki..” you grab his hand “hey.. is everything okay?” He smiles softly, stroking your hair as he sees the worry and slight desperation in your tired eyes “i.. i cant go without telling you how i feel. Nikki, im in love with you” he glances around to make sure no one can hear “i mean it, i dont know what ill do when your not here with me” nikki turns to you with a sad look “look.. it cant happen, we live very busy life styles, i can barely look after myself.. never mind you” tears well up in your eyes “please..” you whisper desperate, your self respect so low that youve resorted to begging. “No.. i need to go now” he mutters, letting go of your hand “nikki i love you!” He jumps into his cab without looking back..
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I HATH RETURNED. Ive been struggling with the end of college term, so difficult, im going to finish my stories and take a break to brew up some one shots so yall can get something to lick and suck on.
Crazy
Nikki sixx X curvy stripper
Plot: nikki falls hard for the unexpected
Warnings: body shaming (not much) , nsfw
The hot clammy air of the strip club sticks to your skin like a bad smell as you make your way to the pole.
You were one of the special acts, bigger than the other girls.. men really seemed to love it. You stare straight ahead as you slowly slide your body down the pole, your eyes meeting with a tall manly rockstar, his hair spiked and his eyes wild as he watches you like a child seeing a toy he cant have.
Throughout your slow and sensual dance he continues to stare like hes in a trance, his friends teasing him for liking the bigger girl as you spin around the pole. You didnt know his name but his friends kept saying “sixx” sixx? You wondered what it meant as you continued your performance, stuffing the notes into your bra.
Once you were finished you walk off stage, fixing your makeup and hair to look presentable for the main area to give men private dances. You step out and strut around, sixx standing in front of you “hey big boy, $50 for a special dance” you repeat like a robot, his cheeks going alittle red “you were really great up there ma’am” he smirks alittle, even though he was undeniably nervous around you. “Awe, thankyou honey, ive never seen anyone so mesmerised in my time here” you start walking and he follows. “Ive never seen a bigger lady, i didnt expect to like it” he admits, you glance back, he looked a similar age but he acted so innocent in his haze of curiosity.
“The bigger the better, right?” You smirk, offering another man a dance, he shoves you away, not liking the whole big girl thing “hey keep your fucking hands to yourself mother fucker!” Nikki shouts, catching the people around off gaurd.
Eventually nikki leaves. The next night while your preforming you catch his eyes as he stares in awe just like the night before, when you blow him a kiss he goes all red faced, clearing his throat. Just like the night before once you enter the disgusting main area sixx ran up to you “hey sweetheart” you smile, enjoying the company “hey big mama” he smiles, looking alittle more comfortable “big mama?!” You laugh, tonight you had to collect dirty glasses and tips, no dances.
“I thought youd like it, i never caught your name” he leans against the sticky bar as he watches you pass the glasses to the woman behind the bar “well.. guess” he smiles “layla?” “Nope” “tiffany?” “Nope” “beth??” You laugh “nope! Its penny, and your sixx?” You shake his hand, nikki looking confused as to how you know “y-yeah.. nikki sixx, how did you know?” “Your friends arent the quietest, so.. nikki, why are you here alone?” He looks alittle embarrassed “well.. i wanted to see you” “well.. sorry sixx, im not doing dances tonight” he shakes his head “no.. i just wanted to chat” “your crazy”
Two weeks pass and nikki never makes a pass at you untill one night, hes definitely on something and passes you a $50 “one private dance from my big mama please” he grins and you lead him back to the booths
“i was wondering when youd cave” you sit him down, stripping down to your underwear, hes never seen a curvy body up close but something about your belly was so gorgeous, his hand softly graze the skin “i was just scared..” he whispers, your fingers running through his hair “how much money to get you nude?” He whispers, keeping his tone low and growly “another $50 but.. make it $25” he smiles as he hears your hushed hussle, passing you the $25.
You slowly take your bra and panties off, sitting onto his lap to start grinding “jesus..” nikki whispers, his fingers tightening around your squishy waist, because of wearing no boxers under his thin latex pants he can feel your bare pussy more than he expected, his fingers flexing alittle “god.. and how about actually fucking you.. how much?” You giggle and grind alittle harder “not on the menu” causing him to whimper alittle.
The dance gets alittle heated and you knew he would cum before it was over, gripping the shitty chair tightly and grunting as you rubbed your ass against his straining erection “j-jesus.. fuck.. why am i so god damn weak” he growls out, shaking “are you gonna cum in your pants baby boy?” You giggle, nikki was definitely attractive and saying you didnt catch a wee workplace crush on him was a lie “fuck.. m-maybe.. I think i am.. yeah” you circle your hips, he fights against everything in his power not to grab me as he cums in his tight latex pants “shit.. oh shit” he pants, laying his head against your back.
You walk nikki out the door and the next night you wait for him but he didnt show up, or the next night and the three nights after that. You itch to see his gorgeous green eyes and his stupid sexy smile.
After a week of not seeing him you leave the strip club to go home, on your walk down the strip you see a familiar fluff ball sitting on the curb, head hung and a bottle of jack in his hand, you sit beside him. “Hey baby boy” he gasps back to life, smiling drunkly at you “big mama” he slurs, his eyes rolling back “shh, cmon, let me take you home” you help him up “where abouts do you stay?” You look up at him and he scratches his head “no where.. just, take me to a bus stop” he slurs heavily, picking up his bag. You decide to just take him back to yours and when you get to your front door he stumbles alittle “where are we?” He hiccups “my place, your not sleeping on the streets”
You get him cosy on the couch but quickly hes slipping into your bed “hey, is everything okay?” He nods “just.. lonley” “nikki, we arent going to fuck-“ “no.. not like that, i just wanted to.. feel someone near” he slurs, turning round to face you, his eyes heavy with sleep and alcohol. “Why did you stop coming round?” He chuckles “after jizzing in my pants? Thats embarrassing.. no way id let you see me again” you stroke his hair softly “i missed you..” his large hands wrap around your curvy figure.
“You drive me crazy”
20 minutes in hell
Recycled from 2023!
Plot: halloween party fun!
Warnings: smut/closet sex/protection/public sex
The time was 8pm when you entered vinces halloween house party, the stink of men and cigarettes danced around the house like it had made its self quite comfortable. You open the front door to see many girls in mini skirts and crop tops strutting around probably trying to be sexy mince or something.
You where begged by a mutual friend ehren to come so he would have someone to talk to, you and ehren where best buddys and he always enjoyed having you around. You werent so close to vince and you definitely didnt like his friend, nikki sixx. Something about him annoyed you, low hygene, loud voice, a "im a sleaze" personality and many more could be the reason but even just seeing him boiled your blood.
You wore a black lacy dress and a cheap witch hat with a little bit of makeup.
You weaved yourself through the croud into the living room where vince the.. whatever he is and ehren the zombie where sitting, vince didnt look to intrested in the conversation, he was too busy looking down the girl who sat on the floors cleavage. "Hey ehren" you tap his sholder, the goofy looking boy turned around smiling brightly "hey your here finally!" You took a seat "hey vince!" He turned round fast at the mention of his name, not seeing you arrive "oh hey yn! Take a seat sure!" he said smiling at you, he turned round to check more girls out.
Ehren unwrapped a 8 pack of beer he had waiting in a bag at his legs and you shared them talking about any stuff you could. Soon enough "hey sixx! Come sit down. Where have you been?" You smelt his arrival before he had even walked in the door, ehren saw your face sour and sighed knowing it had killed your mood. Nikki dressed as satan glanced at you and turned to vince "what the fuck is the scottish prick doing here?" He tried to whisper but he said it loud enough for you to hear "fuck you maybe learn some basic hygiene then we can talk" he darted you a look and stuck the middle finger up "pathetic" you mouth at him. You both turn around and start talking to your friends again "what is it with you two?" Ehren said cracking another can of beer "he thinks hes better because he's famous well he can go suck a fat fucking cock im telling you man" ehren spits out his beer laughing "wouldnt be his first time" he adds making you laugh more.
After you guys finished your 4 cans each ehren headed to the toilet (meaning he will be away for while checking out the house) and you went to the kitchen to get more drink.
After 20 Scuse me's and sorry can i get buys you finally arrived in the kitchen, not too busy but definitely wasnt empty. You opened the fridge to look for more alcohol "whats the deal? You hate me so much that your following me around now?" You head shoots up and you turn round to see the tall black haired man looking down at you with a can of beer in his hand "what the fuck? No im getting drink?" He rolls his eyes "yeah sure. Ive heard that one before" your face went red from anger and embarrassment
"im not fucking following you the only thing following you is the trail of flys and stench" nikki scoffs "i dont smell that bad" you turn round to grab a can of beer from the fridge and notice him smelling himself when you turn back around "now arse whole get out my way and let me back into the living room" he gets visibly more angry "i dont fucking smell bad" his grip tightens on his beer can "whatever makes you sleep at night now let me past" he doesnt budge so you push him making him stumble backwards and head back to the living room.
You sit on the couch alone waiting for ehren to come back. 20 minutes. 30 minutes. 40 minutes where the fuck is he. You find vinces home phone and call him, he picks up after a few seconds
"Hello?"
"Ehren where the fuck are you?"
"I umm..."
you hear a girl giggle in the backround and snap your phone shut, prick. Oh well lets 'mingle'? You get up from your seat and walk around the rooms, none of the men catching your eyes since they all looked the same.
You open the basement door and hear tommys distinct laugh, you got exited and sprinted down the stairs "tommy!" He was resting on the couch dressed as a cowboy and sat up when he saw you, smiling wide "hey darlin!" He got up and gave you a hug
"howve you been?" He looked down at you walking over to the couch "pretty good, yourself?" The slinky man flopped down onto the couch "pretty good!" A fake cough sounded from the couch opposite, nikki. "As i was saying before i was very rudely interrupted" he gave you a harsh look and you found a seat next to tommy. Vince, nikki and a two of their stoner friends where sitting on the couch opposite from you and you sat on a couch with tommy and mick (dressed as a vampire). You forced yourself to listen to nikki talking about some girl that tried it on with him, picking at your nails in boredom.
The room went silent and the feeling of all the boys thinking of something to say filled the air "how about, we play spin the bottle?" Tommy said, all your heads turning go him "i mean we will need a few more ladys but sure!" Nikki said enthusiastically. "ill go get some" vince stood up, walking out to the party.
Nikki chugs the beer bottle he was holding since everyone else had cans, he put it down and you all sat round in a circle waiting for vince to return. "Man im so exited" tommy said breaking the silence, you looked up at nikki panicking at the thought you could get him, he caught your eye "stop drooling over me" this made the boys turn to you noticing your face go red
"was just looking at your fly buddies" mick laughs alot at this one, when mick laughs you know its good. Vince returned with the 4 sluttiest looking girls he could find, more beer and slash, he loved to party with the band "found this douche wandering around upstairs!" Slash waves at you all and heads over to nikki to sit "hey dude!" Nikki smiles at him. After we all settled round a circle you were sat next to slash and mick, nikki and vince sitting straight across from you and the other girls scattered inbetween the rest.
Round one- mick and vince, a quick peck and alot of laughter after
Round two- tommg and girl number 1, she blushed but he gave her a light hearted smile back
Round three- you and girl number 4, the boys got exited but you werent giving them what they wanted so you gave the girl a quick kiss.
"Ugh this is boring" vince complained and everyone nodded "how about seven minutes in heaven but heres the twist here me out ive been thinking of it for awhile you all looked at vince equally as contused, nothing that came out his mouth was predictable "so the men switch clothes like we throw them in a pile cover our eyes and just wear what we lift and the girls go shove on my clothes, i have a bunch of old halloween masks and we play the game in silence" you all went silent thinking of his stupid idea, not so stupid to be honest. "Im in" you say and everyone started agreeing "okay so the masks are down here ill get them out and leave four at the door, girls go get changed"
You trailed behind the rest of the girls up to vinces room noticing the party was dying at the absence of the boys. You walked into the room and the stink off aftershave lingered in the air, grabbing a pair of baggy black joggers and a baggy black shirt that was crumpled. You entered his bathroom that connected to his room to get changed and shoved on your outfit as quick as possible to get out of the akward situation, you put on the shirt and it read "i love vince neil" now you look like a slut for him. Great.
You left without the girls and headed to the basement door where you could hear fumbling but no words, looks like the boys where taking this seriously. You waited till the noise of clothes getting shoved on stopped and opened the door to see four rubber halloween masks, bunny, gorilla, bird and a cat. You grabbed the cat mask shoving it on fast, the faint smell of smoke from the inside combing through your nostrils, you walked down the stairs greeted by a dog, horse, another bird, another cat, mouse and a zombie. When the girls came down you all silently sat in a circle and one of the girls span the bottle fast, leaving it spinning for some time. It landed on the other cat and he span the bottle again just as fast, you watched the bottle go round and round and round almost becoming hypnotised. It slowed down and your breath caught your throat as it landed on you
"WHY ME" you screamed in your head standing up slowly with the cat who sat only two people away.
He took your hand gently and led you to the closet in the extension room in the basement. You entered the pich black closet and stumbled over a few shoes as your hands found the mans shoulders, he was tall and quite wide built. You both took off your masks still unable to see eachothers faces, the mystery man grabbed your face and started kissing you roughly it scared you at the beginning but you realised he really knew what he was doing so let him beat up your mouth with his own. As you started making out it became more clear who it was, tall, built and smells nice. Its slash. You didnt mind this, slash is hot so you continued, smiling lightly. He removed his shirt and started slipping off yours, you gasped softly not sure if this was the original plan but you never got bitches so once again let it happen. Slash started feeling your breasts through your lacy bra making you whimper softly and tangle your hand in his long hair, he slowly unclipped your bra and started licking your nipple and playing with the other in his hand. Your moans become louder as he speeds up, stopping to unzip his jeans and you sigh at the loss of contact. The tall man finds his way onto the ground, his jeans and pants removed. You take off your joggies and pants, not sure if you wanted to do it with slash since he might have multiple stds but before you could think of your next plan he got out a condom, you could only tell it was one from the small light that reflected off it. He whimpered softly as he slipped on the condom as you sat on his legs watching him, taking in this weird moment. Your about to have closet sex with slash hudson.
Slash gently moves you onto your back and taps your thigh for consent to eat you out, you hummed a permission and he went straight for it. His tongue darting between your folds and your clit, your back arching at the sudden movements. He pulled your legs closer to him and started going faster, sticking his tongue inside occasionally as you moaned loud grabbing his hair. He brought his finger in and started circling your clit while licking your entrance, his other hands holding your wrists together to get some sort of control. Your moans became uncontrollable and desperate as you met your high, he noticed and continued what he was doing with intent to let you finish first. A minute later you where a moaning mess, cumming into his mouth. Hes an expert at this shit. You sat up and he lifted you onto his lap, his hard dick resting against your stomach as he moved his hand over your forehead to clean it of sweat.
You moved your hand down and started feeling his covered tip and he rested his head against your sholder, his dick was really hard. You started pumping him slowly at the base before lifting yourself up, letting your pussy hover over his dick to tease him and to ask him for consent. He moved his dick to where your entrance is and grabbed your hips pushing you down harshly "oh fuck" you both moaned out, you paused hearing a voice that didnt belong to slash and he paused too clearly hearing your accent. "Y/n?" the voice said cowardly
"NIKKI?"
You shrieked, trying to get up. He held your hips down, his hard dick still inside you "cmon its only fair you finish me off since i made you such a riot" you stuttered and froze looking down at where the sleazy idiots voice sounded. He didnt sound so harsh and as much as you hated to admit it you where enjoying youself so you did as he asked, bouncing softly building up a pace. Feeling slightly turned on by the fact your fucking the guy you hate the most. He let out small whimpers and groans and you grinded against him moaning yourself "your so good when your mouths shut" he moaned out "shut up prick" you kissed his jaw line and continued grinding on him feeling yourself approaching your second orgasm.
He turned on the closet light that hung from a string next to him. You felt exposed but you where fascinated by him, his face red and stray hairs sticking to his forehead "fuck you look amazing" he said smiling and tilting his head back further. He grabbed your hips and started fucking into you relentlessly as you practically screamed in pleasure, resting your head on his sholder. "Nikki im so close" saying his name felt like needles in your mouth and he rested his head on your sholder slowing down "for someone who hates me so much you are really liking this huh?" Your face went somehow more red as he stopped still inside you, angry at him for ruining your orgasm "what the fuck are you doing!" you puzzled
"edging you? What does it look like?" You brows furrowed "fine let me go ill go finish myself off somewhere else with someone else" you tried to move your hips off him but he only held them tighter holding you down, the tip of his dick brushing your cervix "no. Im finishing" he sounded more angry but it just turned you on more, he slowly pulled out a little and thrusted back in, doing tiny fast thrusts staring right into your eyes.
Sweat rolled down his face and his green eyes became wider as you finished, your pussy throbbing around his dick. Before he could moan you attached your lips to his, kissing as he moaned into your mouth "fuck fuck im really close" he whimpered, still thrusting into you. He grabbed your hips and started fucking into you as hard as he could like you werent even there, you where his own little toy. He muttered stuff like "fuck you feel amazing" and "holy shit" as he came into the condom, his body softly pulsing as he rested on your sholder, panting for air.
After two minutes of resting against eachother naked you stood up slowly, in pain, seeing the white balloon that covered his dick. He rested his head back and you took the condom off him carefully being careful not to spill any cum on him, his head darted up at your sudden kindness. You just dumped the used condom in the bin that sat in the corner, you sat next to him, both of you still naked "so um, you got any tissues? Im dripping down here man" he laughed and picked up the 'i love vince neil' shirt, wiping you clean "thanks nikki" you said shyly "hey its alright, thanks too" you both looked down at your legs. Two minutes later you started shoving on clothes again, nikki giving you his clean shirt to wear and you just shoved back on the joggies leaving him shirtless.
You exited the closet to see a whole group of people sitting around. Shit. You both forgot it was seven minutes in heven not 20 minutes in hell. The croud went silent as they saw you "holy fucking shit" tommy said breaking the silence "that sounded hot, when is it my turn?"
Cant stop thinking about how when i was 8 i wrote a dolan twins fan fiction
Relight my fire
Pt.3
Plot: i love you
Warnings: rebounds (?)
You wake up feeling groggy, laying on nikkis warm chest, your eyes drifting up to see him smoking, his eyes red with the hangover. Nikki never liked to smoke in his house but i guess rules were made to be broken. “Morning sweetheart” he smiles at you, stroking your hair and placing the cigarette in your mouth. You take a quick few puffs and pass it back “morning nikki..” “did we fuck?” He asks blandly, knowing its a ‘no’ but wanting to catch you off guard. “Oh my god, no. Im asleep here because i was comforting you about seeing beth” he nods, your explanation making more sense.
“She looked gorgeous last night.. like a princess” he mutters, his eyes not leaving that one spot in the wall he focused on to make himself not cry “sometimes i wonder.. if i had took the news of her cheating better and not done it back.. where would we be now” his eyes go all glassy “well.. youd probably be trying to fill the void that you once felt was filled by her because you knew she slept with another man” you suggest.. “probably, yeah” he falls silent, snubbing his cigarette out and cuddling you even closer, needing the affection. You run your hands through his hair as he closes his eyes “i just dont understand.. maybe im not perfect but i gave her everything i had to offer.. i put my job on the line for her too many times” he frowns, sighing, you kiss his forehead softly “its not your fault she couldnt see what a handsome, loving, sweet man she had..” you scratch his scalp gently “but now she does.. and i dont know what to do” his bottom lip trembles alittle.
“Nikki she wont treat you any different to what she did, it wont go well if you go for her” “i know, but i miss it.. i miss waking up every morning to my wife and making her breakfast and seeing her at my shows.. i just miss the feeling of being so utterly adored, now i feel like im nobodys.. somebody.. you know?” You tilt your head, trying to understand what he means “im no ones special person anymore.. i have no one that feels complete with me and that i feel completed by” he holds back tears as you scratch his scalp. Nikki was your ‘special person’ and it hurt knowing he didn’t recognise that. “Nikki… your my special person..” he looks up at you, smiling softly “sweetheart thats sweet but.. dont tell me stuff to make me feel better” “im being serious nikki.. i mean it, since ive been here ive just felt so complete” he sighs and moves down to kiss you softly again but you move back “your still in love with the your wife nikki..” you frown and get out of his bed, moving to the living room.
He comes into the living room awkwardly ten minutes later, his face alittle red “do you want breakfast?” You look up to him and nod, smiling “ill get a fry up going” he pats your shoulder and makes his way to the kitchen. He returns with two plates of a classic english fry up and sits beside you, both of you eating silently but thinking of the same thing.. his wife.
“Im sorry..” you start, Nikkis head turning to you “for letting myself become a sort of.. wife model to you.. that wasnt my intention” you search his eyes that sadden “no, i shouldnt have used you as a rebound..” he sees your eyes sadden this time “but its not like i dont have feelings for you, your the most gorgeous woman i know.. your personality is just amazing and you smile is unbelievable-“ “nikki your doing it again” he goes quite, it wasnt even intentional “i cant help it..” he whispers. “Nikki i dont wanna be your rebound, i dont want to be with you so you can forget temporarily but when you’re bored im going in the trash-“ “i wouldnt do that!” He exclaims, feelings frustrated that you think hes capable of hurting you so badly “i wouldnt do that to you” he moves closer, you look up at his desperate eyes and he leans down to kiss you, both of your lips meeting softly.
He moves you back and his hand holds your head, kissing you softly “i wouldn’t do that” he repeats between kisses as you both make out, its filled with love thats been hidden for years.. this was bound to happen “i love..” you cut him off with a kiss “dont say it nikki.. please dont say it” you beg him, he sighs and frowns, watching your desperate eyes “dont shut me down.. i really do love yo-“ hes cut off by the door knocking, he groans and gets up, answering it to his ex wife, she smiles wide and hugs him, you watch in shock from the couch. As she kisses him you storm to your bedroom, even though they had a history your feelings for nikki were getting undeniable and hard to ignore.
Not even 20 minutes later nikkis walking into your room and crawling in beside you, you look at him confused “is she..” “yeah.. i sent her home” his arms wrap around you and he holds you close, his large hands stroking your stomach softly, you cant help but smile.
“I love you”
Raising hell
Sorry for the delay im so busy rn 💔
Pt.10
Plot: decisions made and feelings shared
Warnings: drug misuse
The next say you get pulled to a room stu and doc had booked out in the hotel to have a meeting with you and nikki. You sit down nervously as they all look at you like they are disappointed, the silence deathly apart from the clock that ticks sound oddly loud “is.. everything okay?” You ask nervously “you ruined my set.” Doc, nikkis manager says with a tone of frustration “you cost me thousands, we got fans complaining that our show was disappointing!” He slams his fist down on the table, you glance to nikki who sits with a smug grin “doc, im sorry.. but only to you, nikki deserved it-“ “you sound like a child!” Stu buts in, you feel attacked, glancing to nikki as if he will give you support“this is so fucking childish, do you understand? We can get a fine for this shit!” You lower your head, ashamed and embarrassed. “Who could press charges?” You ask, nikki speaking up “me.. you fucked up my equipment and sabotaged me” he shrugs “nikki..” you trail off.
“But.. i either dont press charges.. send your band home or i do press charges” he smirks, glad he has so much control over you for once. This is exactly what he wanted, he wanted to make you squirm and beg for mercy. You needed your band on this tour, its the only way you were going to make it and he knew that. You pleaded with your eyes “i think you should pack your bags” nikki shrugs “n-nikki.. nikki.. please” he shakes his head, standing up, your head darts to your manager who shrugs like he cant help you.
Desperately, you follow nikki into the hall, your eyes tearing up “nikki please.. please dont do this” you grab his hand and he turns to face you “sue me.. if you have to do anything, sue me but dont make my band suffer for what i done” he scans your face, feeling guilty.. he was going to wait untill you were about to go home to drop any charges or grudges and telling you to stay but seeing you so upset pulls his heartstrings alittle.
“God dammit” he groans, looking away, not wanting to be soft but he couldnt lie about the soft spot he had for you “nikki please” you sniffle, he turns to face you again, lifting his hand up to your cheek and wipes away your tears with a stone cold face “fine. Stop crying, ill forget about it” your eyes wide alittle in relief but you dont trust it, making sure hes not fucking with you “s-seriously?” Nikki nods, rolling his eyes “yes.. dont fuck with my stuff again.. got it?” He moves his hand off your face, wiping the tears off onto his shirt “i promise, i wont do it again” he turns to walk away “thankyou so much” you make sure to get in before he leaves, he smiles to himself but keeps walking.
Later you go to the club with mötley crüe and whitesnake, you stay with your band but the singer of whitesnake, david coverdale asks you to dance. You dance with the English man as he whispers in your ear “i over heard nikki talking” he whispers “yeah?” He nods and moves his hands to your hips, you try to squirm but you wanna hear what he has to say “yeah.. he wants you bad, he was telling tommy that he really did have feelings and to back off with the fat comments” your face goes alittle red, glancing to nikki who sits watching you and david dancing with eachother with a murderous look. “Id go talk to him before he slashes my throat” david laughs into your ear “thankyou david” you kiss his cheek and head to nikki who sits at the other end of the club.
“What?” He snaps “charming.. thought maybe youd like some..” you pull your teeshirt down to expose the baggie of coke in your bra, a smile spreading along his face as you both head to the bathroom. “So.. you and david?” Nikki asks you set out the lines “you cant just stick to one guy, you need to fuck the lot?” You roll your eyes and snort a line “no.. nikki, david was telling me that i had to come talk to you” nikki bends over and takes a line “yeah right.. he had his hands round your waist” “yeah.. he did but it meant nothing, he wanted it to look like he wasnt telling me to talk to you” you both go silent and sit on opposite sides of the small bathroom, facing eachother. “Why do i still have these feelings for you..” he narrows his eyes at you but softens his gaze alittle “i dont want to.. i wish i didnt but.. god dammit nikki you just have a pull to you” you crawl to him and his face goes red as you land in his lap.
Instead of doing the usual, winding your hips on him like your a professional dancer, you cuddle him close, taking in his disgusting yet sweet smell “out of anyone in this world you could like.. its me” he whispers, his large hands sliding up to hold your face into his neck “ive been such an arsehole to you.. do you have any self respect?” You smile softly “no.. i dont think i do”
20 minutes pass, nikki and you sitting on the disgusting bathroom floor, his muscular arms wrapped around your body as he presses gentle kisses on your head from time to time.
Two weeks later you and nikki have became just like a couple but its not official, you spend most nights in his room while he sleeps on your chest.
“Nikki..” you whisper, stroking his long black hair softly, he rubs his face further into your chest and hides, not wanting to wake up “nikki, we have a show” he shakes his head, you can feel him smiling against your skin though “i dont wanna get up” he muffles against your skin.
Hes got a certain childlike charm about him that really just catches your eye, you can feel yourself falling in love with him everyday but every time you try to tell him the depths of your feelings it never seems like the right time.
“Nikki” you follow him after his show, hes panting and smirking, unable to hear you from the noise of the crowd still cheering “nikki!” You say alittle louder and he turns round, smiling wide “sweetheart! I was looking for you!” He hugs you, getting sweat all over you “ew!” You laugh and squirm away “listen i need to have a serious talk-“ “id love to but im getting interviewed, bye!” He just walks off fast.
It was always like he knew it was coming but didnt want to face it, you didnt mind. What you had was comfy and sweet, you couldnt bear to lose it but the tour is ending in a week, your running out of words, not sure when or what to tell him.
