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[i-love-def-leppard]

Hear me out, both.

Rick savage AND Joe Elliot.

I would print that fic out and plaster it on my walls

A/n: I had a dream about this last night

Warnings: Smut, voyeurism, cockwarming, if you think I missed anything let me know otherwise enjoy!

Def Leppard was touring and Rick finally got you to come with him, only he hadn't accounted for how little time you'd actually get alone.

You had a moment to yourself, right after the concert when everyone was still talking backstage. Just a quickie, that was the plan, of course Rick still took precautions and got a blanket.

Your pants were in the corner, he'd shimmied his jeans down just enough to free his aching cock. He'd been hard through the whole concert, he knew people had seen it through his jeans but he couldn't care less when you were sitting on the side of the stage.

He sat on his chair in the bus, it was pale leather and swiveled. The blanket draped over you as you rode him, hands on the back of the chair for stability as you bounced on his cock, the familiar feeling drawing loud moans from you.

Rick's gaze wandered over your body, taking in your bouncing breasts and your head tilted back, lips parted with heavy breaths. He bucked his hips up into you, his hands resting on your hips and guiding you, or at least pretending to do so.

It had been so long and he was so pent up, you were too, and you could feel yourself getting so close, could feel him pulsing in you. Your mind was as full as your aching cunt, Rick wasn't much better but at the very least he could hear the guys approaching the bus and quickly stilled your movements.

His hand went to the back of your head, holding your face to his neck. He adjusted your bodies under the blanket, hiding what you were doing, and he turned his chair away from the door.

Joe flicked the lights on, Rick's face scrunched and he instinctively turned his head to look at the group as they made their way in. Of course everyone knew what had happened but no one said anything, only giggled and made jokes as they got in their seats.

The night was spent driving, for the most part everyone was tired and just slept, including you. Rick had a hard time sleeping, his twitching cock was still buried in your warm, gummy walls. It didn't help that Joe was staring at you, unabashedly looking you up and down as he bit his lip.

Still, the sound of the wheels against the road put him to sleep, and he was still tired from the concert and 'after party'.

Rick was awoken to the band laughing, slowly blinking his eyes open to see the sunlight shining in through the windows while they all stared at the two of you. He huffed and tugged the blanket up higher, making sure it was covering you properly as you stayed fast asleep against him.

"C'mon, Sav, why don't you just show us a quick peek, huh?" Joe teased, reaching for the blanket. Rick quickly spun the chair away, just in time for Steve to snag the rag and toss it across the room.

Rick's face flushed and he did what he could to cover you up. "Oh, come on, don't be childish, give me the bloody thing." He grumbled, reaching an arm out for the blanket as the four tossed it about.

Joe had it balled in his hands, looking more intently at you now. He tossed the blanket to Rick Allen, it went to his left side and he missed it. Sav lurched forward to try and grab it first, forgetting for a moment the predicament he found himself in and a groan fell from his lips.

He sat right back down, breathing heavy as he tried to regain his composure. You began to stir in his hold, hips rolling into his and you moaned softly, pulling yourself closer to him. Sav rubbed your back and cooed in your ear, urging you to fall back asleep because it wasn't time to wake up yet.

"Oh, don't be like that, Sav." Joe mused, leaning forward and stretching his neck to look at you. "We all know what you want, she wants the exact same, doesn't she?" You were barely awake, nuzzling your face further into your boyfriends neck.

"Fuck off, would you?" Rick grumbled, planting a soft kiss to your cheek. "Please, sweetheart." He whispered. "Just go back to sleep." He combed his fingers through your hair, hoping you'd listen and just sleep until he could fix this.

You weren't one to enjoy being awake, especially during road trips when you could just as easily be asleep in your boyfriends arms, but your were fluttering around him and he felt so good and you missed him. You missed him laying you down and kissing all over your body, you missed him holding your legs apart and the words he'd say to you. You missed him coming home and bending you over the nearest surface, because he missed you.

It was fun to see around the world, to travel with him and see what there was, but that didn't stop the desperation for him to fold you in half from creeping in.

So, you continued your little movements, rolling your hips, grinding against him. "Please, Sav..." You murmured, placing a few sweet kisses to his neck.

"Yeah, please, Sav?" Steve teased.

He couldn't take it anymore, the voices of his friends were all being drowned out by your quiet moans as you did your best to get off, even though you were tired and your body wasn't ready for it this early.

Rick lifted you up and pinned you between himself and the nearest wall, hooking your legs under his arms to hold you up. His low grunts flooded your ears, his forehead pressed against yours as he watched your poor cunt suck him back in every time he pulled away.

His thrusts were harsh and deep, hips snapping into yours as he chased his high.

Fingers met your neglected clit and you moaned loudly, back arching off the wall. Rick wanted to yell at Joe to get his hands off of you but all that left him was a groan as you clenched around him, pushing him over the edge and he spilled himself inside you.

He didn't stop, he couldn't, not when Joe was whispering in your ear like that and staring at him. No matter how much it hurt. Rick was overstimulated and tired, but you hadn't cum yet and he wasn't going to let Joe take the credit.

"Come on now, sweets, he's lookin' at ya." Joe purred, fingers moving in fast circles on your sensitive nub, his free hand resting on your shoulder. "He wants you to cum, can you do that for us?" You nodded, eyes rolling back as if on cue and you came, mouth opening in a silent 'oh'.

Your breathing was heavy and your eyes fluttered, Rick shoved his face into the crook of your neck. He pulled you away from the wall and sat back in his chair, shooting a threatening glance at Joe who grinned as he went back to his own seat.

Steve, who was laughing so hard no noise came out aside from short gasps for air, handed Sav the blanket back. He snatched the cloth and covered you up again, his arms wrapping tight around you and refusing to loosen. His face stayed buried in your neck, but his hardened stare never left joe, so many words he wanted to say but nothing came out.

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Def Leppard with their mums for Mother’s Day here in the UK 🥰💖

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did i just buy leppard meet n greet again…yes.

was it worth breaking my bank account…also yes.

[i-love-def-leppard]

love my moots 🥹💓💓💓

The world is going to hell it seems, and some days are easier to get through than others.

I’d like you to know that I think of many of you often!

Hugs to my mutuals.

I apologize if I miss anyone.

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[i-love-def-leppard]

oookay yup i love this 😫

AYO WAIT that was me who sent in that Joe Elliott ask please I’m chronically obsessed and desperate😭‼️

A/n: Being obsessed with anyone from Def Leppard I think is the most sane like they're literally angels, not pedophiles, the drugging was barely an issue (was it really an issue? I'm not caught up on all the lore) like compared to other rockers???? I think they win, easily

Warnings: Light angst (I have been hitting you guys with it recently and I regret nothing), childhood friends to lovers, smut, if you think I missed anything let me know otherwise enjoy!

All through school you and Joe were best friends, joined at the hip, but things fizzled when he started playing music and getting into bands.

It didn't happen all at once, it came slow and Joe was in denial. First he got into music, you were getting older and he took you with him. Small shows in pubs where your feet stuck to the floor, you went with him because they were fun.

He wanted to be in a band and you supported him through that, through finding his bands, trying things out and then going to his shows, that's when it really started to hit you he was leaving you behind.

You'd go to practices, there'd be other girls there watching and he'd spend more time talking to them and the band than he did with you. He'd take you to his shows but ditch you at the bar when he saw someone else he knew. Eventually you just stopped trying, hoping he'd realize and make the effort, but he didn't.

Your parents were friends, when you were young they pushed you together and it stuck. Now there were dinners you were both at and Joe would talk to you, not missing a beat because, to him, nothing had changed. He'd go on and on about his band, not realizing how different your lives were.

With Def Leppard he started touring, he always talked about taking you with him always. You didn't even know he was going on a tour until you got a collect call. You never called him because you didn't know where he was, but he called you, once every few weeks, really once a month.

You laid awake at night wondering if it was your fault, if you were really the one pushing yourself away this whole time, because he kept calling. To talk about himself. He called you to talk about his band, his fame and success, the women he was with. It cemented your beliefs, but you still wondered every now and then.

"I'm coming back to Sheffield." He said on one of your calls. For you it was later in the morning, around ten, but he'd said earlier it was barely 3:00 am wherever he was.

"Cool." You said simply, cutting up some fruits in the kitchen.

"Cool?" He repeated, confusion spreading over his face. "That's it? I'm coming back! In, like, a week... I thought you'd be excited."

You shrugged, popping a piece of strawberry in your mouth. "To see your family."

"You're family." He said after a moment. "I want to come see you... that's why I was calling, wanted to ask if I could stay with you."

You paused, staring at your phone laying on the counter next to your. "I don't have a guest room... don't you still have a house here?"

Joe chewed his cheek. "Yeah, I do, but... I wanna see you... I miss you." He heard you scoff over the line and straightened up. "Hey, I know I haven't been the best friend recently, but I'm kind of across the world."

"It's not recent, Joe." You said, making him pause. "You can stay but you're sleeping on the couch." Joe pouted, he'd hoped the call would last longer. You never complained but the prices were a lot for these calls, you figured Joe was starting to figure that out even if he wasn't struggling with the finances for it.

Your calls were getting shorter and rushed, while you didn't care much to listen to his bragging anymore the price was getting to your wallet. You swore, it developed a squeak every time you open it.

The next week you did what you could to make your little townhouse presentable. Joe never gave you an exact time, never asked you to pick him up from the airport, you just knew the day so you relaxed. However, it was still the U.K., it was cold and cloudy and raining hard.

You got a knock on the door around four and opened it to find Joe soaked and puffy eyes from crying, lips tugged into a pout. You stood there for a moment, not entirely knowing what to do, so you pushed the door open and let him in.

Joe took a look around your place before stepping in and setting his things down, two bags also soaked. "You couldn't call a cab?" You asked, looking over him with a... face of sorts.

Joe looked back at you. He didn't say anything as he took a wobbly step closer to you and wrapped himself around you, pushing his face into the crook of your neck and letting out a soft sob mixed with sniffles. "I'm so sorry..." He mumbled. "I'm sorry, I know it's my fault, I should've come to you sooner, I just didn't know what to do..." Having no idea what he was talking about you just wrapped your arms around him as well and pulled him to the couch where he could sit.

Through his bubbling and ramblings he explained that your mom picked him up from the airport, she gave him your new address because he had no idea where you lived and he hadn't even realized you moved out. He realized how much he didn't know about you, that you'd gone to uni and were working on a degree. He knew none of it.

She told him about the things you'd said about him, how he ignored you until he had something to say, how he left you in the dust of his dreams. About the diaries you kept when you were younger and she even let him read them.

Your face lit up, Joe had stopped crying and was now holding your hands in his as he spoke to you. "I made you think I hated you," he said, heartbroken in his eyes, "and you still said you loved me?"

For a moment you stuttered, you didn't know what to say to that. "I-I was a kid, Joe, I didn't really know what I was talking about." You stammered out, looking anywhere but him.

He brought a hand to your face, turning it to make you look at him. "I love you." Hearing him finally say the words, after all this time, even after you convinced yourself you didn't like him, it made your stomach swirl.

He pulled you closer, lips crashing against yours. It started out sweet, but this had been waiting years.

Joe was on top of you, your clothes scattered about the place and your legs wrapped around his waist. You were moaning out into the room as he rolled his hips into you, hands clawing at his back as he kissed down your neck.

He let out low grunts, flooding right into your ear. "You're so-so perfect." He muttered between kisses. "Keep doing that, keep squeezing me just like that." You were so close and Joe wasn't much further behind, of course he'd be putting you first, a hand snuck between your bodies to rub your clit.

Your head fell back. "Hah! Joe, I-I can't-"

"Shh, just let it happen, feels good doesn't it?" He asked, watching for your nod. He smiled and leaned down to kiss your lips, loving the dazed look in your eyes.

The knot in your stomach finally snapped and your body trembled as you came. Joe did his best to keep himself straight but you felt so good it hit him like a ton of bricks. He hid his face in the crook of your neck as he came, spilling himself inside you.

He rolled off of you, flopping onto the bed and pulling you to his side. "While I'm at it I should apologize for that one too." He said breathlessly.

You chuckled softly and nuzzled into him. "S'fine, just go run a bad." You mumbled.

"Awe, why? Can't I just stay here with you for a minute?" He was still smiling, cocky as ever but he held you close. "C'mon, we could have a few ankle biters around, don't you think?" You gave him a look and he laughed before getting up. "I'll run you a bath but I'm getting in there with you."

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FINALLY 21 🎂🥳🍾

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just bought tix for atlantic city!!!! who will i see there?? 🥰🥰

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The things this man does to me…

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i saw DURAN DURAN last night!!!!!!!!

they were so good 😩😩😩😩😩

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im dead 😂😂😂

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I cannot cope with how tiny they are 🥹

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happy birthday viv!! (vid by me from this yr when he said hi to me 😝😝😝)

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FRR I WANNA SEE THE PHILLY AND HERSHEY ONES!!!!!!!!

they seriously be out here gatekeeping the slogs from us like FR 😤😤😤😡😡😡🤬🤬🤬

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aww poor bby 🥹🥹 he sounds a little sick too :/

Joe had an upper respiratory infection, but he sounded great. It affected his mid range, but you couldn’t really tell with the exception of a couple tiny moments.

Parts of the thrust were missing so he didn’t have as much walking to do, but he looked and sounded great.

This is the end of the show after Sugar.

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WHAAAATT omg im nervous now

So from Instagram posts, apparently Boston was missing chunks of the stage? And there are comments hoping Joe feels better soon?? Anyone got the tea?

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I have three modes of reading

Dont read

Read a 500 page book in a day

Read only fanfiction until my eyeballs drop out of my skull from exhaustion