#Nikki Sixx X Reader

[weirdgenetic-fuckup]

The disparity between your Motley Crue section and GNR terrifies me, so as your seemingly one Nikki Sixx fan, I have come with a request.

Fluff.

I know, how terrible, how foul, how utterly depraved. But I almost never see fluff of this man & Jesus fuck does he deserve all the softness and comfort.

(I would not complain about smut, though seperately cause he is absolutely horrifically hot in the sense he's really pretty and sweet on the outside and then there's something dark swirling behind his eyes)

A/n: The difference is insane I get a little giggle out of it every time ngl

Warnings: Nikki cries but other than that it's fluff, if you think I missed anything let me know otherwise enjoy!

Nikki was a big name in a big city and craved attention, when you first started dating you didn't care, you still didn't really, but you did worry about him.

You tried getting him to open up more but it was pointless, he switched the topic or laughed it off. Eventually you gave up, when he was on stage he was having fun and when he was with you he was definitely having fun, but you just moved in together and it was new.

Nikki was used to being alone, he was always alone. He had his band, but once Motley got big there was no need sticking together all the time, and he grew up with his grandparents mostly but he was still relatively distant. Now you were around all the time, at shows, the bar, when he came home and when he left. That's not to say he hated it, he just wasn't used to it.

He came home one night after a show and dropped his stuff by the door, having planned to just crawl into bed but he saw you in the kitchen so he went there first. "What're you doing?" He asked, coming up behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist. You giggled when he kissed your cheek and returned it before speaking.

"Making dinner, why?" You asked, stirring the noodles in the pot. "Tired?" Nikki didn't respond, he was just stuck staring in the pot hugging you from behind. "Nikki?" You spoke again. When you didn't get a response you just left him, figuring he had had a long day or something of the sorts.

The radio was on in the background, Deep Purple came on. You weren't big on them but Nikki always liked them and you knew the song so you started humming along to it, swaying your hips as you did. Still no reaction from Nikki but he smile softly, you felt it against your neck as he watched you cook.

He got ingredients when you asked him to and helped with cleaning up as you went but if you didn't tell him to do something he was right behind you, giving you a squeeze here and there.

This felt different. Something was wrong. Very wrong. It's not that Nikki wasn't cuddly, per se, he definitely could be, something was just... wrong.

You sat down and ate, he said nothing. You finished cleaning up, nothing. Watching TV and getting ready for bed, still nothing, you even tempted him with lingerie but he barely batted an eye, only gave a wry chuckle and shook his head at you.

Nikki got into bed and laid down where he always did, head on his pillow, splayed out for you to cuddle up to. He stared at the ceiling while you stared at him, thinking for a moment.

Nikki looked to you, a brow raised in curiosity. "What're you doing?" He asked just as he had earlier.

You let out a heavy sigh and crossed your arms over your chest, resting your weight on one side. "You're acting weird." You stated. Nikki thought for a moment and then laid his head back, giving the spot next to him a small pat.

You did as he silently asked and got in, but you paused as you did. Instead of curling up against him you copied his position, didn't even use his arm as a pillow like you did every other night.

Nikki gave you a sideways look and waited for you to roll up into him, but you didn't. "Are you mad at me?" He asked finally, his voice much too soft for your liking. It was weird, all of it, nothing was normal. He could be sweet, sure, but this wasn't sweet soft, this was 'did I mess up again?' soft and you didn't like the look in his eyes.

"No, I'm not, of course I'm not mad at you." You said, reaching over to cup his face in your hand. "It's your turn to cuddle tonight." He raised a brow at you but seemed to understand pretty quick when you pulled him closer. Nikki was big and strong and happy with that so he was always the big spoon, if you were on the couch you were laying on top of him, it didn't matter the setting.

He let his head fall on your chest, your arms wrapping around him and rubbing his back. You tried to remember the tune of the song you were humming along to earlier and started again, letting him listen to it and your heartbeat, putting him to sleep.

Only he didn't sleep, you heard sniffles coming from him and quickly went to check on him. Nikki shook his head and pushed his face further into you, hiding. You wanted to push him on it, get him to tell you what was wrong so you could help but instead just let him cry into you while you held and comforted him until he finally fell asleep.

It's what he did for you, and you could be his pillow every now and then if it made him feel better.

[broidobe]

𝔦 𝔠𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔡 𝔟𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔧𝔲𝔡𝔤𝔢 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱

requested!

☾when a playful argument between nikki sixx and tommy lee over who’s better in bed spirals out of control, you offer to settle it the only way that makes sense—by taking both of them at once☽

☾warnings: smut, threesome (mfm), degradation, praise, dirty talk, overstimulation, mild dom/sub dynamics, competition kink, rough sex, hair pulling, choking, size kink, spit play, slight restraint, teasing, aftercare☽

⁎⁺˳✧༚motley crue masterlist

the argument had started out as playful banter, the way it always did when nikki and tommy got a little too deep into their egos. you were perched on the couch between them, sipping on a drink, half-listening while they went back and forth.

"oh, come on, dude. there’s no way she prefers you over me," tommy scoffed, stretching his long legs out as he leaned back. "have you seen these fingers?"

nikki rolled his eyes, taking a drag from his cigarette. "please, t-bone. we both know i know how to fuck properly. you just get in there and hope for the best."

you chuckled, swirling the ice in your glass. "you two sound like teenage boys measuring their dicks in the locker room."

"we could measure dicks," tommy joked, waggling his brows. "but i already know i win."

nikki groaned. "fuck off. you wish."

you leaned forward, looking between them, lips curling into a slow smirk. "or… i could be the judge of that."

the room went still.

nikki’s cigarette froze halfway to his lips. tommy blinked, then looked at you like you had just rewritten the laws of physics.

"what?" you teased, leaning in closer. "scared?"

tommy recovered first, grinning like a madman. "shit, babe, don’t threaten me with a good time."

nikki exhaled sharply, grinding his cigarette out in the ashtray. "alright, fuck it. let’s see who’s really the best."

✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦

the moment the three of you tumbled into the hotel room, it was chaos.

tommy had you pressed against the door in seconds, lips crashing into yours, all tongue and teeth, his hands gripping your waist like he wanted to leave bruises. nikki was right behind him, fingers tangled in your hair, yanking your head back to expose your throat.

"gonna see how much you can fucking take," nikki muttered against your skin before biting down, hard enough to make you gasp.

tommy growled. "nah, i’m gonna ruin her first."

your clothes hit the floor in record time. you barely had time to breathe before tommy had you bent over the bed, ass in the air, his big hands kneading the flesh. "fuck, look at this," he muttered, dragging a palm across your skin before landing a sharp slap that made you yelp.

behind you, nikki scoffed. "oh, you think that’s impressive? watch this." he grabbed a fistful of your hair, yanking your head back as he kissed you deep, groaning into your mouth while tommy’s fingers trailed between your legs.

"she’s already so fucking wet," tommy mused, his breath hot against your spine. "think she likes us fighting over her."

"of course she does," nikki muttered, fingers trailing down your chest, pinching and teasing. "she loves the attention."

you whined, pushing back against them. "less talking. more fucking."

tommy chuckled darkly. "demanding, huh? gotta teach you some patience, baby."

the two of them worked in perfect sync, overwhelming you, pushing and pulling your body between them. nikki’s grip on your throat tightened just enough to make your breath hitch while tommy’s fingers moved with devastating precision, teasing you open until your thighs trembled.

"you gonna take both of us, baby?" tommy taunted, his voice dripping with amusement. "think you can handle it?"

you whimpered, nodding frantically. "y-yeah."

nikki smirked, fingers gripping your chin, forcing you to look at him. "that’s my fucking girl."

✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦

by the time they were done with you, you were a wreck.

tommy was sprawled out beside you, chest heaving, a satisfied grin on his face. nikki had collapsed on the other side, fingers idly tracing shapes against your thigh. you were limp between them, body still trembling from the overstimulation, every nerve fried.

"so?" tommy finally asked, his voice hoarse. "who won?"

you let out a breathless laugh, rolling onto your side, meeting both their gazes with a lazy smirk. "mm. might have to go for another round to be sure."

nikki groaned. "jesus fucking christ, you’re insatiable."

tommy grinned. "i love this chick."

you closed your eyes, feeling their warmth on either side of you. fuck, you were sore. but goddamn, it was worth it.

[pennymissworld]

me and nikki in another universe ˖º·

[mxxtalupyourass]

lord have mercy on me

[sweetheartedbylust]

Nikki sixx NSFW headcannons

Hey hoes, this one’s for all the Nikki stans , love you. Hope you like em and all. Leave requests or feedback :3

💋

• ALR, so this man’s a dom, yeah.. he likes control over everything in his life so ofc he would try to dominate you every chance he gets

• LIVES FOR PUSSY , like I dont think you understand how much he loves it like he will eat you / fuck you anywhere he pleases/ you ask

• this man also probably has a breeding kink like something about him dumping his load in you and you just taking it , gets him going

• also likes fucking you with toys, * y’all know that one cropped out photo of him with the groupie ? She literally has one in her mouth and one in her pussy* so there’s that.

• loves to mark you as his, wether it’s hickeys or him just kissing you in public he loves it. He always really likes it when you kiss him with lipstick/ lipgloss on and its leaves a mark.

• this man always will degrade you or mock you , for instance you couldn’t take his cock Cause you were so overstimulated, this man would be talking like “ can’t take my cock? , c’mon baby . Take it like a good girl” with the most devilish grin on his face too .

• also his sex drive is out of control but if your also a nymphomaniac I think y’all will be justtt fine.

• besides that he adores you , you can be his cute little girlfriend one minute and his personal slut the next and honestly it’s cute for you and him

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[6sixx6sexual6]

FOR MY GIRLYS WHO READ NIKKI SIXX FICS AND NEED TO IMAGINE A HOUSE, THIS IS THE HOUSE HE LIVED IN FROM THE 80S TO LIKE IDK

BUT JUST IMAGINE IT MORE DIRTY AND LIKE OUTDATED.. IDK HE LIKED HIS CHEETAH PRINT

[emmaaxox3babyy]

「 ✦ missionary ✦ 」

from a request i received ⟡

nikki sixx x female reader

feeling the crimson silk sheets hit your skin, the classic red shade that seems to follow you around in nikki's home. he couldn't keep his eyes off of you, admiring every single detail from head to toe, as you laid perfectly underneath him. your soft locks dancing across the pillows.

dragging his callused fingers across your arms, down to your side. his necklaces falling right in front of your face as nikki positioned himself, hovering on top of your delicate frame. a wicked smirk appearing on his lips as his dominant demeanor began to unfold, coming in full effect.

you look so innocent baby girl, spread your legs for me.

the way nikki was speaking to you only made you overwhelmingly more timid, feeling so many things at once, heat and need. before your body could respond back, nikki brought his hand to your face, gently smacking your cheek.

little girl, i wasn't asking you, spread your fucking legs.

the vibration from the smack taking you off guard, the sting from it causing you to bite down on your bottom lip. it was as if you lost the ability to talk. nikki didn't like that, he wanted, needed to hear how desperate you are for him. tilting his head slightly, observing your reactions, nikki let out a low growl, absolutely loving just how submissive he was making you.

he couldn't take it anymore as nikki forced your legs apart, using his strength to his advantage. hearing you release a sudden moan, a whorish moan, drove him mad.

baby if you don't start listening to me, i might just have to fuck the obedience out of you, be my good girl and listen to daddy, okay?

nodding your head yes, nikki tsked at you, shaking his head in the process,

use your words darling, let daddy hear how much of a slut you are for me. say "yes daddy, im such a dirty slut for you."

looking up at nikki, your eyes starting to water up a bit, his dirty talk making you so worked up, you almost started to cry. taking a deep breath, trying to gain some composure to talk but your voice still coming out a shaky mess,

y-yes d-daddy, i'm such- a-a dirty s-slut for y-you.

your voice bringing nikki right to the edge, he couldn't wait anymore, wasting no more time, sliding right in between your legs. his groan sounding primal, gripping your hair with possession and dominance. his tone coming out almost mockingly,

mhmm, my sweet baby you sound like a fucking porn star, my little porn star. are you ready for daddy to fuck you like the whore that are you? come onnn tell me, TELL ME!

hearing how turned on nikki was getting, the aggression in his tone, triggered the wetness that was forming to start to drip down your inner thigh, your core intensifying with each passing second. of course nikki noticed immediately, his ego going through the roof.

d-daddy...

oh i know angel, let me clean that up for you, such a messy girl. my baby girl can't help it, your pussy is getting so soaked for daddy.

lowering himself down to your bare pussy, his eyes fixated on you, making sure he caught a glimpse of your face before devouring your cunt like it was his last meal on earth. his tongue exploring every part of you, licking, sucking, spitting on your clit.

my godddd princess you taste so fucking good. you are so goddamn sweet, jesus christ!

letting your body take complete control, moaning his name, not caring how loud you were being. you were in pure ecstasy. the more you responded to his touch, the more nikki fed off your energy, growling into your pussy, gripping your thighs, leaving handprints on your skin.

at one point, you made the mistake of closing your legs. without hesitation, nikki yanked your legs back apart, slapping your pussy. the abrupt spank on your core causing your ears to ring.

did i say you can close your legs? DID I LITTLE GIRL? YOU KNOW WHAT-

in a matter of seconds, you and nikki were in the missionary position, as he planted himself right in between, lining himself up by your entrance.

i-im sorry, i-i didn't- OH FUCK DADDY!

immediately fucking you at an animalistic pace, not giving you any sort of warning. nikki began to chuckle at your gasps and yelps.

awe what's wrong baby, can't handle me? am i too rough for you little one?

his stamina letting him continue to fuck you roughly with ease, going in and out, deeper and deeper with each stroke. you couldn't form a single sentence, letting out short breaths, whimpers and random curses. getting close to the edge, you started to tighten around nikki.

ohhh baby, baby girl, your tight pussy is going to be the death of me. fucking god, cum with daddy, you better fucking cum with me.

nikki's words laced with a mixture of love, lust and possessiveness, you rolled your eyes at that, feeling that familiar built up start to unravel. your orgasm crashing down on you, letting out a high pitched moan which turned into you screaming nikki's name.

OHH- AHHH FUCK BABY IM CUMING, THAT PRETTY PUSSY FEELS SO GOOD, KEEP SQUEEZING, FUCK!

as the both of you slowly fell down from your high, bodies covered in sweat and desire, you looked up at nikki with puppy dog eyes. he couldn't stop the smile that was forming on his face as he softly caressed your cheek, lightly pitching it, cooing at you.

you really are such a good girl for me, fuck , you are perfect.

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(my daddy issues are going through the roof right now… hope y’all enjoyed! please don’t feel shy to talk to me <3 request, request, request! much love babes, mwah 😘)

[southerntigress]

[itsgaga]

Paprazzi

“Y/N over here” 

“Nikki”

“Come on Y/N can I get a smile from you”

The flashing lights never stopped, every time your eyes would try to adjust, another storm of flaring lights would blind you. When you and Nikki first got together you were able to deal with the paparazzi, some were actually quite nice and would only ask for a picture or two and then leave you alone, some were more determined to get as many pictures as they could but still they were never rude ;however, as time went on their attention and actions shifted. They once were only focused on yours and Nikki’s relationship but recently they started following you even when Nikki wasn’t there. Their words changed, they once would compliment you, tell Nikki how lucky he was, and would have nice small talk with you, but now, they want to know where you’re going, who with, and for long, insults can be heard when they’re around, they run after you, and follow you in cars, and will sneak around regardless of where you are. 

Today was supposed to be just a normal day, you and Nikki had gone out to get away from the spotlight, the plan was to just go and sit in a cafe hours away from your guys’ home in a small town hoping no one would recongize either of you so you guys could get away from the camera and spend a day without the stress that comes along with being famous ;however, as soon as you guys pulled into the parking lot men with cameras came jumping out of their blacked out cars, all running torwards your direction.

You looked at Nikki, who was looking at the crowd. “Shit” Nikki put the car in reverse but before he could take his foot off the brake the car is surrounded from every angle. Loud screams were coming from outside the car. “Y/N and Nikki” “Y/N and Nikki” “Y/N and Nikki” that’s all you heard, over and over again.

It was never ending, minutes had passed and Nikki had given up, he’s sitting in the front seat with his head resting on the back and his hands covering his face.  The men were clearly getting frustrated and changed their approach to getting what they wanted.

“Nikki, how good is Y/N? You think you’d ever give me a chance to find out”

Nikki removed his hands from his face and looked outside the car.

“Hey man, don’t start”

A guy standing outside your window speaks up.

“Well, if she’s gonna dress like a whore she’s gonna be treated like a whore.”

Nikki was mad, his emotions were all over his face, you could tell he wanted to say something. “Nikki don’t, they just want a reaction” Nikki looked at you then looked down. “We need to leave.” Before you could tell Nikki theres no way to get out, Nikki once again put the car in reverse and began backing up.

Loud shouts from the back of the car were yelling at him to stop, Nikki rolled down his window and told them to get out of the way. Again, the man from your side speaks up.

“Hey Nik, are those things real on her?”

Nikki ignored him.

“I think fake tits look like shit.”

Again, he ignored him.

It wasn’t until the man just flat out called you a whore when Nikki finally snapped and swung the car door open, the man saw Nikki and tried to calm him down.

“Hey, no no Nikki it’s just my job, i’m just doing this for money, I didn’t mean it man, seriously.”

Within seconds Nikki was threatening to beat his ass, there was pushing and shoving and screaming with flashes from the camera. You were done, you wanted to leave, with numerous insults and what felt like thousands of photos being taken, you were just done.

Rolling down the window you yell for Nikki multiple times, he made his way back to the car, clearly still pissed off and got in immediately driving off. “I can’t believe it, I can’t fucking believe it.”  Nikki sighed and looked at you.

“Are you alright, babe.”

You just look at Nikki, give a soft smile, grab his hand, and look out the window. The car ride back was quiet, except for the occasional whispers coming from Nikki, complaining about the paparazzi and muttering a bunch of threats.

He squeezes your hand causing you to look at him “I’m just saying I would’ve beaten his ass if you would’ve let me”. You roll your eyes and smile. “I know babe” Nikki looks at you.

“I’m being serious”

“I know you are”

“Really? Cause I feel like you don’t believe me”

You and Nikki continue back and forth the entire car ride home, completely forgetting about everything that just happened. Realizing only then that you two didn’t need to drive hours away to go somewhere to feel some sort of peace and forget about everything else going on in your lives, the entire time the two of you could’ve just found peace in each other.

Bro. I hate the ending. With a passion. I rewrote it about 7 times. I didnt wanna give up. But i’m tired. Ready for a nap. So enjoy.

[meikadonnelly]

|| nikki sixx ||

smut.

phone sex is never as good as the real thing.

nikkisixx x fem!reader

❗️warnings : smut, dirty talk, masturbation, unprotected sex, pulling out method (don’t do this), p in v, oral sex (m receiving), handjob (kind of?), fingering. let me know if there are any more please!!!

a/n: sorry for being inactive. i’ve been working on this for way too long. this is my first smut and idk why but i really threw myself in the deep end by making almost the whole thing this type of fic. please don’t be too harsh but i appreciate any feedback!!

“Hi baby,” Nikki whispers into the phone as you sit on the couch in your house, which you usually share with Nikki, alone. He’d called you about five minutes ago, from the random hotel in Washington that the band manager had booked, his show done, and his body aching to hear your voice.

He was due to get back in a few days, but he’d already been away for so long, that those last days were going to be misery. You’ve both been so deprived of each other’s touch that now it’s almost in reach, it doesn’t feel real.

“I miss you,” you whine softy.

“I’ll be back in a few days baby,” he says, his voice a little croaky from back to back shows.

“I know, but I still miss you,” you say. “And your touch.” You hear him chuckle quietly.

“Yeah?” he asks and you give a small mhm in response. “Well you’ll have my touch in a few days, okay?”

You huff and he chuckles again.

“Sounds like someone’s horny,” he teases.

“That’s what happens when you set the standards so high that my fingers barely do anything,” you say nonchalantly. There’s a few seconds of silence. “Nikki?”

“Yeah sorry, my brain just short-circuited and your words went straight to my dick.”

You giggle. “Well isn’t that unfortunate.”

You hear him sigh, his breath a little shaky. “You’re gonna be the death of me baby.”

“Sounds like you’re the horny one now,” you say, a teasing tone playing on your voice.

“Yeah,” he says with a slight chuckle. “I’ve been horny for weeks now.”

“My poor baby,” you tease. “Haven’t even had time to do it yourself?”

He stays quiet for a moment as his lips curl into a smirk. “Who says I’m not doing that right now?”

You raise an eyebrow and you swear he can see you because he chuckles. “You think I haven’t done that before? Jacked off while I was on the phone to you?” he asks.

“I would have heard you if you’d done that,” you say skeptically.

“Not if I know what I’m doing,” he replies. You stay silent for a second before he speaks again. “You want proof baby?” he asks.

“How can you prove that?”

“Just listen.”

You hear some rustling and movement for a few seconds before a quiet, somewhat familiar sound starts.

Slap, slap, slap.

Your eyes widen a little before another few seconds of rustling comes through the phone again.

“Believe me now?” he asks lowly. You find yourself pressing your legs together as he speaks.

“I don’t know what to say, but one thing I do know is that you doing that,” you pause for a second. “Is really fucking hot.”

He chuckles again. “Well if you keep talking like that, you won’t be able to listen for long,” he says which sparks an idea in your mind.

“Talking like what?” you ask innocently.

“Don’t be a tease,” he says which makes you smile.

“I’m just telling the truth,” you say. “I can’t help it if I keep picturing my boyfriend jacking off pretending it’s me.”

He takes a shallow breath.

“But don’t worry baby, you’ll have me and my tight little pussy all to yourself in a few days,” you say softly. You hear him take another breath, this time through his clenched teeth.

“Fuck,” he mutters.

“I even bought some new lingerie for you,” you tell him. “You wanna know what colour it is?”

“Tell me,” he says between breaths.

“It’s red,” you say. “Just like the lipgloss I bought.”

He groans quietly. Red’s his favourite colour. And lingerie is his favourite type of clothing.

“I made sure to get one that doesn’t stain,” you add.

“Yeah? And why’s that?” he asks.

“I’d hate to stain you with it,” you say kindly. “Especially your dick.”

He groans again. “Holy shit,” he mumbles. “Gonna fuck you s’ good when I get home.”

You hum quietly. “You always do baby.”

“Gonna be up all night,” he says.

“Mhm, gonna make me feel good?”

“Fuck yeah baby.”

You can hear his heavy breathing and small groans as he keeps going.

“Fuck,” he mutters.

“You getting closer baby?” you ask. “You gonna come?”

“M’ so close,” he replies.

“Wish I could do it for you,” you say. “My hand full of your big cock.”

He swears again, his hand speeding up.

“Can’t wait to fill that dirty little mouth,” he groans. “Fuck.”

You smile at that for a second before speaking again.

“I forgot to tell you what else I got,” you say.

“What’s that?” he asks.

“Got my first tattoo,” you say and he sighs shakily.

“Oh yeah baby? Where?” he mutters.

“It’s a surprise, but don’t worry, it’s easy to see when your head’s between my legs,” you say, and with that, he groans loudly as he reaches his high.

“Shit shit shit,” he mutters. You stay quiet, waiting for him to speak again. “That’s gotta be the quickest I’ve blown my load,” he says which makes you laugh. “Gotta clean this shit off my hand now.”

The day finally comes where Nikki gets to come home, and holy shit you’re excited.

He’d told you to stay home and wait for him rather than try and fight the crowd of fans that knew Motley Crue would be arriving, so you took the opportunity to prepare for when he walks through the door.

You’d taken a shower earlier that morning and shaved every part of your body that hair wasn’t wanted, leaving your skin soft and smooth.

You’d slipped into the red lingerie that you mentioned to him over the phone, and changed into some ‘quick and easy to take off’ clothes, that still showed off some of his favourite things.

Your ass.

Your tits.

And of course, your neck.

Your neck had been bare for too long, and no doubt, Nikki would agree and have to do something about it.

You made sure to fill the fridge with everything he loves, and ingredients to cook him an endless amount of food, because despite the absolute filth that came out of both you and Nikki’s mouths over the phone the other night, he’s still your sweet, loving boyfriend who you love to look after.

You’d also tidied up the place, not that it was a mess while he was gone, but just making it look as warm and inviting as he missed while he was gone.

After spending the day doing those things, you’re now sitting on the couch, flicking through a magazine while the soft radio that sits above the fireplace plays one of the many old vinyls that Nikki has in his stash.

While quite focused on a page in your magazine, you don’t hear Nikki outside the front door that you’d left unlocked for him. As you flip the page, the door swings open slowly and he steps into the house holding his travel bag. You turn your head to see him which makes a smile appear on your face as you stand up, the magazine being dropped on the floor.

“Nikki!” you yell as you run up to him. He drops the bag and manages to close the door behind him before opening his arms, stumbling back a little when he catches you. His face immediately finds its usual place in the crook of your neck, as his arms wrap around you tightly.

“Fuck I missed you,” he mumbles against your skin.

“I missed you too,” you respond quietly, closing your eyes. You both stand there for what feels like eternity before he kisses your cheek and pulls back to let your eyes meet. His hands stay firmly on your waist while your hands rest on his shoulders.

“How was the flight?” you ask.

“I slept for most of it but yeah it was good,” he replies and you nod.

“Are you hungry? I can make you something,” you say, glancing towards the kitchen before his fingers grab your chin, pulling your attention back.

Before you can even think, he pulls you towards him and meets your lips with his. You kiss him back, the familiar feeling engulfing your mind as your hands slide from his shoulders to the back of his neck so you can bring him closer.

His hands move from your waist and chin, down to your ass where they slide into the back pockets of your tight denim shorts, which makes you pull back to take a breath. His eyes open to reveal a familiar look that you know all too well.

“You been thinking about this since that night?” you ask softly.

“I’d be worried if I wasn’t,” he says, a small smile playing on his lips. “Bet you have too.”

You shrug. “I would never,” you say, smiling through your obvious lie. He shakes his head.

“Don’t try to deny it, I know you’ve been imagining it,” he says.

“You know, I’ve been having a bit of trouble picturing it, maybe you should give a demonstration,” you say, a smug look on your face. He raises an eyebrow.

“Oh really?”

“I mean, if you don’t want to, that’s okay,” you say, slowly pulling back to walk away, but his hands in your back pockets stop you.

“I’ll gladly show you baby,” he says as he pulls his hands out and spins you around, pressing you back against the cool oak door. He dips his head into your neck where he presses a few soft kisses until finally sucking a small red hickey under your jaw, just like you expected he would.

You let out a small sigh as your eyes flutter shut, your hands just under his shirt on his sides. He presses his body further into you, pinning you against the door further while he continues to kiss your soft skin.

His warm kisses continue along your neck and jaw until he finally returns to your lips, where he tastes the sweet cherry gloss you had mentioned over the phone. You feel his tongue swipe along your bottom lip and just like that, his tongue tangles with yours.

His hands trail down from your waist to the back of your thighs, where he taps gently. You respond quickly by jumping up and wrapping your arms around his neck, and legs around his waist before he walks to the bedroom, never breaking the kiss.

Once you two get into the bedroom, he sits down in the end of the bed, letting you straddle his lap. As you continue kissing him sloppily, you feel him grow beneath you, which makes a small moan escape your mouth.

“You miss my cock that much baby?” Nikki teases, the words muffled against your lips.

“You were the one who jacked off on the phone,” you say back in between kisses.

“Barely did anything,” he mumbles. “Had to do it again an hour later.”

“You poor thing,” you tease before he flips you onto your back and crawls over you.

“Gonna try to tell me you didn’t fuck yourself while I was gone?” he says, leaning down to kiss your neck again.

“What makes you say I couldn’t have done nothing while you were gone?” you question, your head flopped back on the bed and your eyes closed. He stays quiet but moves to unbutton your shorts and push his hand inside.

You gasp quietly as he feels you through your panties.

“The fact that you’re this worked up from making out makes me think you’ve been needy the whole time,” he says. “You would have at least tried to do something about it and touch yourself once baby.”

He pulls his hand back out and continues kissing your neck.

“Cocky asshole,” you mutter which makes him pull back to look down at you.

“What was that?” he asks with a smirk which you soon return.

“Just saying how I don’t really have a reason for needing to walk tomorrow,” you say softly. He pauses for a second, the smirk faltering slightly which sends a wave of amusement through you. After a second, he snaps out of his daze and sits up on his knees above you to pull his black shirt over his head.

Your eyes shift from his face to his chest, and then down his stomach where you spot your favourite small, dark trail of hair underneath his belly button that disappears into his jeans. Your stomach flips and your eyes flick back to his for a second before you sit up and slide out from under him.

You get up off the bed and he watches you, a curious look on his face as he turns around and sits on the edge of the bed, leaning back on his elbows to look up at you.

Slowly, you grab the hem of your shirt and pull it over your head, revealing the top half of the red lingerie set you’ve been waiting to show him. Between the strategically placed pieces of small material and the lace that holds them together, Nikki’s eyes don’t leave you, a small smirk on his lips.

Your fingers trail down your sides to the already undone denim jeans, and you tug them over the curve of your hips before letting them fall to your feet, letting the second half of the set display itself.

Just like the bralette, the panties certainly lack the material to be deemed ‘appropriate’, but appropriate was definitely not on your mind when you went shopping. The panties are plain and simple, just like a bikini bottom, only the material is thin and softer, and there’s a lacey garter over the top which includes thin straps down and around your thighs.

You step out of the shorts and walk slowly towards Nikki. He watches and studies every part of your body as you get closer before sitting up a little and reaching one hand out to fiddle with the material on your thigh. You put a hand on his shoulder and lean down to kiss him softly, feeling his lips lock onto yours straight away.

You eventually pull away from him and slowly kneel down on the floor, all while holding eye contact. You slide your hands up his thighs and find the button of his black denim jeans, letting it pop open before pulling down the fly.

He sucks in a breath when you finally pull his boxers down enough to let him spring free, sending a wave of relief through his body now that the restraint is gone. You bite your bottom lip at the sight of his thick cock. The one you imagined nearly every day when he was gone.

You wrap one hand around the base and your other hand rests on his leg, steadying you as you lean in to kiss his tip. You press a few soft kisses there before sticking your tongue out to kitten lick him, which earns you an almost silent groan.

You smile to yourself at the sound before leaning down to lick a stripe from where your hand is, along the vein that runs on the underside of his dick, to the head, where you finally take him in your mouth.

His hips buck ever so slightly and he grabs a fistful of your hair, stopping you from continuing. You look up at him, confused.

“What’s our safe word baby?” he asks softly. Neither of you had ever had to use the safe word you put in place, but anytime it was mentioned, you both knew shit was gonna be good, so you can’t help but feel the excitement that swirls in your stomach.

“Whiskey,” you answer, and he smiles, letting his grip loosen enough for you to wrap your lips around him again.

You start bobbing your head slowly and his head flops back as he groans. It doesn’t take long before he’s guiding your head back and forth, letting his cock slide to your throat, making you gag.

You take a few deep breaths through your nose as tears prick in the corners of your eyes, but you don’t stop. You pump your hand along the bottom of his shaft in rhythm with your mouth while your other hand reaches up to grab his balls gently, squeezing and massaging them just like you know he loves.

“Fuck,” he groans over and over again, his hips bucking as he fucks your throat, causing his dick to slide further inside your mouth, making you moan. The moan vibrates against him and you can tell he’s close. He’s no ‘one pump chump’ by any means, but 2 months without his girl can sure weaken him, which is proven when you feel warm liquid running down your throat.

His head flops back as you swallow everything he gives you, all while never stopping your hand from sliding up and down.

Eventually his dick slides out of your mouth and he sits up to look down at you, still on your knees.

“Open,” he says, grabbing your chin. You do as he says and open your mouth, letting him see the emptiness as proof that you swallowed everything. He smiles and runs his thumb just under your lip, wiping off a small bit of the salty mess that you missed, and he pushes it into your mouth, letting you lick it clean.

Once he pulls his hand back, he speaks, his voice deeper than usual. “Lay down on the bed for me baby.”

Just like before, you follow his order and crawl onto the bed. You lay down on your back and he finds his way on top of you again, his dick grazing your stomach as he holds himself up by his hands either side of your head.

“I really like this outfit,” he mumbles as he leans down to kiss your neck.

“I thought you might,” you reply breathily as he kisses up your neck towards your ear, where he pauses.

“Now what about that tattoo?” he whispers into your ear, making goosebumps appear.

“You’ll have to find it,” you whisper back.

“Hm, any clues?” he asks quietly before nipping at your neck again.

“Lower,” is all you say but it’s enough for him to know the general area of the ink. He starts kissing down your neck to your collarbone and then your chest. You tangle your fingers in his hair which earns a quiet grunt as he continues leaving hot, open mouth kisses down your stomach, until he reaches the waistline of your garter.

He skips over it, letting his lips find their way to the soft material of your panties as his fingers release the clips on your thighs, leaving him the option to take anything off. He glances up at you for a second before sitting on his knees and tugging at the edge of your panties, pulling them as well as the garter off of you slowly.

You watch as his eyes spot the small patch of ink on your hip bone. He studies it for a second and you feel a small bundle of nerves form in your stomach, telling you that maybe it wasn’t a good idea.

“Do you like it?” you ask quietly, feeling extremely exposed to him, and not even because your panties are off.

His eyes snap back to yours and he chuckles. “Do I like it? Baby, it’s perfect,” he says. You were never really brave enough to go get a tattoo, but you’d finally done it, and it was worth every second.

His eyes trail back to the small tattoo which reads:

N.S.

“Wanted to show you how much I love you,” you say, and he smiles.

“I love you too baby,” he replies. “Gonna make that tattoo worth your while.”

Before you can speak, his head is between your legs, kissing the inside of your thighs softly. He keeps his eyes on you and his lips on your skin, watching your reaction as he runs his finger through your folds, making you whimper quietly.

He smiles again the skin of your thigh at your reaction and then does it again before finding your clit and circling his thumb over it gently which makes your hips buck into his hand.

He gives your leg one more kiss before crawling over you again and letting his lips find yours. As his tongue pushes into your mouth, his middle finger and ring finger slide through your folds again, feeling the wetness you’ve created.

You moan softly into his mouth when you feel the tip of his middle finger tease your entrance, and he takes that sound as a cue to slide his thick finger in fully with a quiet squelch. You pull away from his mouth to gasp quietly at the familiar, but amazing feeling that you’d tried to create on your own, but it was never the same.

He looks down at you as he starts to pump his finger in and out of your aching core, using your expressions to guide him.

“That feel good baby?” he asks lowly, already knowing the answer.

You nod. “More,” you say softly, needing to feel fuller, despite the thickness of his current finger. He smirks at your request but doesn’t say anything before pushing his ring finger into you, making you whimpering once again.

“Fuck,” you mutter in between moans, your hands holding onto his shoulders as you pull him back down to kiss you. You’ve just started and you’re already feeling the knot form in your stomach. His fingers never falter from their quick pace, which shows that he hasn’t forgotten how you need it over the past 2 months.

“C’mon baby, I know you’re already close,” he says as he pulls back from your lips. He’s right, because just like him, two months of horniness can sure weigh down on a person. “Need to see you come all over my fingers before you can have my cock,” he tells you. Asshole.

He speeds up his fingers ever so slightly and dips his head down into your neck, sucking on your very obvious pulse point, which makes the knot in your stomach tighten further and further before finally, it snaps.

You feel your body shudder and you hold your breath as you finish on Nikki’s fingers, which still pump in and out of you through your high. As you let out the breath, a moan follows it, but it’s cut off by Nikki’s lips.

He finally pulls his fingers out of you and rubs them against your clit gently until you reach down and grab his wrist, halting his movement which makes him look at you.

“Want your cock,” you mutter, the tone of your voice almost begging. He smiles a little and takes a deep breath.

“Yeah baby? You want me to fuck this little pussy of yours?” he says and you nod. “How do you want it baby?” he asks.

You think for a second as you continue to hold onto his wrist. “Lay down,” you say and he chuckles.

“You wanna be on top this time?” he asks and you agree. He gives you a quick kiss before rolling over onto his back with his head against the headboard of the bed and pulling his jeans and boxers off completely.

You sit up and turn around to look at him. Your eyes trail down to his, once again, hard dick and back up to his face again, where he’s smirking again.

“What?” you ask, a little embarrassed, and he shakes his head.

“Nothing, just like watching your face when you look at my dick,” he says smugly and you roll your eyes playfully at his cockiness before crawling over to him.

You sit and straddle his lap, feeling his cock against your heat as his hands find their place on your hips. You pull off the bralette and throw it somewhere to find later, his eyes dropping to your tits. You put your hands on his chest, which push them together, and look down at him for a second before leaning down to kiss him, causing his dick to rub against you, making you moan into his mouth.

He lets you pull back and then he moves one hand from your waist, down to the base of his cock as you sit up on your knees. He drags his tip through your folds a few times before guiding it to your entrance and looking up at you. You meet his eyes and take a breath before slowly starting to lower yourself onto him.

You close your eyes and bite your bottom lip to muffle to moan the comes out of your mouth when you feel his cock stretch you out, but you keep going until you feel yourself sit back down on him. Once you do, you let out the breath you were holding and open your eyes to look down at Nikki, who’s also letting out a shaky breath.

It’s been so long since you’ve felt him and honestly, his size shocks your body more than you thought. You sit there, not moving and Nikki feels an ounce of worry fill him.

“You okay baby?” he asks softly to which you nod.

“Just need a second,” you reply, and you swear you see his ego grow instantly as he smiles.

After a moment, you slowly raise yourself up a little and then let yourself back down onto him, feeling his cock drag inside of you. He holds onto your hips as you do it again, this time, raising a little higher.

You moan quietly as you set a steady rhythm, letting your head flop back as his cock slides in and out of your pussy.

“Fuck,” Nikki mutters as he looks up at you riding him, a sight he’ll always remember. He brings one hand up to your tit, squeezing it as his thumb runs over your hardened nipple, adding more pleasure to your already growing amount.

He soon puts that hand back on your hip to hold onto you as he thrusts his hips up into you, matching your pace which makes you moan loudly as his cock hits deeper than before.

You lean forward to hold yourself above him by your hands on his chest as you continue lifting your hips and slamming them back down onto his, creating a slapping sound that fills the room. You lean over enough that he sits up and takes one of your nipples into your mouth, swirling his tongue around the sensitive area.

Moans continue to spill out of your mouth while his cock fills you up perfectly and his lets go of your nipple to look up at you.

“So fucking perfect,” he mutters. “Missed you so much.”

You try to respond but it just comes out in a string of whimpers. You want to keep going but you can feel your legs starting to ache and your body growing weaker as your movements slow down. You let your head hang and you close your eyes.

“You getting tired baby?” Nikki asks and you lift your head again to nod. Nikki puts his arm around your waist and pulls you down to lay on him. “I’ll do the rest,” he mutters before flipping you over so that he’s on top, his cock slipping out of you which makes you whimper.

He looks down at you when he hears your whimper and leans down to kiss you. You kiss him back immediately until he moves to kiss your neck. “Gonna fuck you so good,” he mumbles against your skin.

“Please,” you whine and he lifts his head to meet your eyes.

“Please what?” he asks, a small smile on his face. You feel yourself wanting to roll your eyes at his teasing but you know it’ll only make him drag it on longer.

“I need you Nikki,” you say and his smile grows a little.

“Don’t worry baby, you’ll have me,” he says before leaning down and kissing your neck a few times again. He then reaches down and grabs his cock, looking between your bodies as he guides it to your pussy.

Without another thought, he pushes into you with a quiet groan. You moan and your head flops back onto the pillow as he starts rocking back and forth into you. You wrap your arms around his neck and pull him closer, your fingers tangling in his hair and tugging gently, which earns a groan from him.

You wrap your legs up and around his waist which allows him to push further into you, hitting a deeper spot than ever. Your moans get louder and one of your hands slides down to his back, your nails scratching his skin.

As he keeps going, you notice him look down to where you two are connected right now. You follow his gaze and watch as his dick slides in and out of you, the sight turning you on even more. He looks up again and sees you watching which makes him smirk. You meet his eyes which are dark and almost dangerous, and hold eye contact with him for a second before he kisses you roughly.

You moan into his mouth as he keeps thrusting into you, feeling that knot form in your stomach again.

“Nikki I’m gonna-” he cuts you off with his lips again.

“You gonna come for me baby?” he asks you lowly.

“Yes…fuck,” you moan and he reaches down to rub your clit with his fingers.

“Say my name when you come baby, wanna hear you say my name,” he tells you and you nod.

“Please, don’t stop,” you beg.

“Come for me baby, c’mon,” he says, his fingers circling quicker. You feel the knot tightening further and he leans down to suck on your tit, to help push you over the edge, which it does.

Your vision goes blurry and you moan his name loudly as you fall over the edge. He feels you clench around him and he feels himself get close to coming undone too. He fucks you through your high until you relax and he slows down, his thrusts becoming less consistent. He pulls out of you and pumps himself a few times, making him finish, the white spurts landing on your stomach as he groans.

Once he comes down from his climax, he looks down at you and you reach up to pull him down to kiss you. He kisses you softly for a few seconds before looking at you.

“I love you,” he says quietly and you smile.

“I love you too Nikki,” you reply with a smile.

“I’m gonna get you cleaned up okay?” he says before standing up and walking to the ensuite, taking his boxers with him. You hear the tap turn on for a few seconds and then he appears again, wearing the underwear.

He stops at the large dresser that you both share and grabs you some underwear and one of his shirts before walking over to you. He crawls over to you and wipes the mess off your stomach with the damp cloth he took from the bathroom, folding it up afterwards.

He passes you the shirt and you slip it on while he guides the plain black underwear over your feet, sliding them up your legs. “Lift your hips for me,” he says softly, and you do, allowing him to finish covering you up.

He stands up again and grabs the folded up cloth, throwing it into the laundry basket next to the dresser. You watch him with a smile on your face and when he turns around, he notices it.

“What?” he asks with a chuckle. You shake your head and open your arms, ready for him to lay on you, like he always does, especially after sex.

“You’re such a big softy when you’re looking after me,” you say and he shakes his head with a smile as he lays down on you.

“Only the best for my girl,” he says as he buries his face in your neck. You run your fingers through his hair and notice the red scratch marks on his back from your nails.

“Sorry about the scratches,” you say softly and he looks up at you, his chin resting on your chest.

“The more the better,” he says and you laugh before giving him a quick kiss.

“I missed you,” you say as he nuzzles his face in your neck again.

“I missed you too baby.”

[hollywoodroses]

Sincerely Yours, Nikki

Y/N has a secret admirer who sends you letters explaining all the dirty things he wants to do with you

loosely based on the dr. phil celebrity cat-fish episode originally aired in january 2021

Warnings: description of detailed smut, smut including daddy kink. corruption kink & language (minors do not interact, please)

It started happening after you saw motley crue in concert. You were in the front row looking like an innocent school girl that needed to be corrupted. You began to receive letters in the mail from a secret admirer. The letter had the following words that gave you a shiver down your spine:

my dearest lolita, it has been weeks since the first time I saw you. I can’t get you out of my mind. everytime I think of you, I can’t help but to touch myself. I want to ruin you. watch you look so needy for my love. I can’t wait to fuck the brat out of you and taste your sweetness on my tongue. It’s only a matter of time until I own you. sincerely yours daddy.

You were lying in bed touching yourself as the letter fell on the floor. What you didn’t know was there was a figure of a man watching you get off on his words. He has mutual friends with you and was able to sneak into your room when you were in your own little world. When you climaxed you are so turned on like you are on a drug. You suddenly found yourself in his lap dry humping his thigh as he whispered praises in your ear.

You hear a bell ring in the distance when you wake up from a dream. You shut off the alarm and see that Nikki’s letter is on the floor left where you dropped it the night before. When you moved to turn on your desk light, you saw a note with a collar necklace. The note read:

lolita, did you have fun last night? love, daddy

you gasped as you realized last night really happened. It wasn’t a dream.

end

[weirdgenetic-fuckup]

It's Over p.1

A/n: I just wanted to think about Nikki jerking off, honestly. That's the whole reason this exists.

Warnings: Smut, masturbation, face sitting, riding, if you think I missed anything let me know otherwise enjoy!

Masterlist

Part 2 Part 3

Nikki's hand moved up and down his length slowly, heavy breaths leaving him, airy moans scattered between them.

You were gone on a work trip and still wouldn't be back for another week. You weren't picking up the phone and he needed to hear your voice.

His mind was running wild with images of you.

Your hands in your panties, playing with yourself as you moaned out his name.

Thinking of your face pushed into the pillow as he fucked you, his hips snapping into yours over and over.

How you'd feel wrapped around him, sucking him in for more.

Fuck, he needed you.

His hand moved faster, his breathing picking up as well. His soft moans turned to low grunts and groans. "Oh, fuck~ Y/n, fuck, feels s'good." He couldn't help but smile as he pictured you with him, straddling his lap and bouncing on his cock which was leaking pre down his hand.

You'd move faster, he'd smack your ass and you'd moan out his name. Your eyes would cross and your tongue would lull out past your puffy and bruised lips.

His head fell back onto the couch and he thought of you hovering over him, seeing your swollen, needy clit begging for attention, your fluttering hole leaking his cum.

He thought of how you'd grab him by the hair and ride his face, sensitive nub bumping his nose with every move of your hips causing you to moan out for him again and again.

All of it crashed into one when he bucked his hips up into his hand and his cum spurted onto his bare stomach and chest.

He looked down at himself, leather pants pulled down and bunched at his ankles, chest rising and falling rapidly, streaks of cum slowly rolling down. "Fuck." He muttered to himself as he reached for the phone again and dialed your number, the number of the hotel you were supposed to be staying in.

"Hello?" A voice answered.

"Hi, can I talk to Y/n?"

"Sorry, I'm not allowed to give out-"

"I don't care what you are and aren't allowed to do, call her." He demanded. The line buzzed and another voice answered.

"Hello?" You asked, wondering who could be calling at such a time.

"Y/n, I knew I'd find you."

"Nikki," you started, "I told you, it's over."

[sixxrock666]

…let’s just say I wanted to share my Pinterest adventures with you (っ- ‸ -)っ

[pennymissworld]

it’s pulsing ‘nikki sixx’ in morse code

[mxxtalupyourass]

꧁𖤐 NIKKI SIXX NSFW ALPHABET 𖤐꧂ 1984

꧁𖤐 WARNINGS: Mentions of breeding kink, Choking, No Aftercare situations, Mentions of drugs, Mentions of Alcohol, Panty stealing

(Lmk if i missed any)

A/N: got a burst of inspiration

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

𖤐 I believe Nikki would act depending on who you are

𖤐 If you were someone who mattered to him, he would 100% be real sweet to you afterwards. He may not say a lot, but he’ll let you sit there in his arms.

𖤐 If you’re just a groupie or someone he views as a quick lay, there isn’t really a lot of aftercare. He’s high & horny and probably fresh off stage, he doesn’t care about aftercare.

B = Body Part (Their favorite body part on you & on himself)

𖤐 This man is a tits guy and I will die on that hill.

𖤐 He loves your tits so much. They’re like a pillow. You sleep on your back? His head is lying on your boobs like a pillow.

𖤐 For him, he likes his arms. He likes to watch you ogle over his arms, his tattoos.. It’s cute.

𖤐 He’ll catch you staring at his arms sometimes and he just giggles at you.

“You’re staring again, Love.” He poked your side, laughing at you a bit.

“S’ not my fault, you can’t just have your arms out like that! You know what they do to me.” You huffed at him, making him laugh more. He was wearing a tank top, which left his arms out for the world to see.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum)

𖤐 Drawing back to what I said before about your tits, he would love to cum on your boobs.

𖤐 Just the thought of your perfect tits covered in his unborn kids could get him hard as a rock.

𖤐 If he cums inside of you, he always goes the next morning to buy you a plan-b.

D = Dirty Secret (Self Explanatory.)

𖤐 When you two met as teenagers, the first time you took him to your house was just a few days after meeting.

𖤐 He snuck into your bedroom and stole some of your panties.

𖤐 He said he was gonna go to the bathroom real quick, and you nodded.

𖤐 He didn’t go to the bathroom.

𖤐 You wondered where they went..

E= Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

𖤐 SUPER experienced. You already know.

𖤐 Like, every other story of him you hear is about sex somehow.

𖤐 He knows where to look for every spot, good positions, and good kinks.

F= Favorite Positions

𖤐 He loves doggystyle. Adores it. Especially in a mirror.. Seeing your face and seeing your tits bounce make him cum.

𖤐 Like’s Face Off too. He thinks it’s super hot to hold you and stare at you into your eyes as he’s absolutely ruining you below.

𖤐 His favorite is cowgirl, though. Loves putting his hands on your hips to guide you.

G= Goofy (Are they more serious? Are they humorous?)

𖤐 Depends.

𖤐 If he’s drunk? He wouldn’t be opposed to some laughing.

𖤐 He’s high? I feel he’d be more serious. If it’s heroin, then definitely serious. Weed though? Goofiest man ever.

𖤐 If he’s sober, it just depends on his mood.

H= Hair (How well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes?)

𖤐 He’s not SUPER overgrown, but.. he’s not bald either. He may trim a bit, but..

𖤐 And as for the carpet matching the drapes.. No, they don’t match! Nikki dyes his hair black from brown, so it’s all gonna be brown down there.

I= Intimacy (How are they during the moment? Romantic?)

𖤐 Depends on how he’s feeling & if it’s a quickie or not.

𖤐 If it is, then there isn’t a whole lot of romance..

𖤐 But if it isn’t, & he’s in a good mood, then he could be plenty romantic.

J= Jack Off (Masturbation headcannon)

𖤐 He has been surrounded by girls for a couple years now. He used to jack off a bunch, but now he doesn’t really need to..

𖤐 Although he does jack off sometimes when he’s on tour, thinking of you.

K= Kink (One or more of their kinks)

𖤐 choking. He loves the idea of being able to control how you breathe while he fucking ruins you.

𖤐 Bondage. He loves seeing you tied up.. and maybe himself a little..

𖤐 He is the KING of edging people. He loves seeing that look of desperation on your face.

𖤐 Sensory deprivation. Blindfolds, noise cancelling headphones.. etc.

𖤐 Temperature play. Matches, ice cubes, hot wax..

𖤐 Public/Semipublic sex. Likes the risk of getting caught

L= Location (favorite place to fuck)

𖤐 Backstage. Not even in his dressing room either.

𖤐 In bed, of course. He’s a fan of his early morning sex.

𖤐 Shower. He loves showering with you.

𖤐 Kitchen counter. He adores pulling you to the side onto the counter while you’re cooking..

M= Motivation (What gets them going?)

𖤐 If you wear any tight or revealing clothes.. oh man its on.

𖤐 On occasion, he’ll have you sit on his lap. After a little bit of you squirming around to get comfortable, you’ll feel something hard poking your ass.

N= No (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs.)

𖤐 He would never actually hurt you. He might talk about it, but that’s just words. He would never.

𖤐 He might have sex with you while he’s drunk or high, but he never wants to when you are. Just in case.

𖤐 And back to the choking thing, he would love to choke you, but he wouldn’t ever choke you hard.

𖤐 And if you say to stop choking, he would in an instant.

O= Oral (Does he prefer to give or receive? Skill?)

𖤐 As much as he LOVES to eat you out, he prefers receiving.

𖤐 He is super amazing at oral. And he also loves to see you fall apart on his tongue.

𖤐 But theres something about seeing your lips all swollen, wrapped around his cock.

𖤐 He loves it when you choke on his cock..

𖤐 He would grab your hair and guide you, letting you up to breathe occasionally

P= Pace (Are they fast or rough? Slow and sensual?)

𖤐 Depends, again.

𖤐 Unless he’s feeling particularly sweet, he’s gonna be fast & rough.

𖤐 if he’s feeling more romantic..

𖤐 He’d be more gentle, slower. More sensual.

Q= Quickie (Opinion on quickies, how often..)

𖤐 Big fan. He’s a big fan.

𖤐 Loves getting quickies before a show.

𖤐 Usually the before-show quickies just mean you suck his dick,

𖤐 But after the show, he always pays you back.

R= Risks (Are they game to experiment? Do they like risks?)

𖤐 YES yes he is!!

𖤐 He LOVES to experiment.

𖤐 If you come up to him with an idea or a new thing to try, he’ll drag you to his room real quick. No hesitation.

S= Stamina (How long can they go for? How many rounds?)

𖤐 I’d say about 3-4 rounds on a day he’s just really feeling it.

𖤐 One round lasting about 45 minutes.

𖤐 A normal day would be about 1-2 rounds

T=Toys (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On themselves or on you?)

𖤐 He owns toys but not for himself

𖤐 Claims that nothing can do it for him as good as you can.

𖤐 But he loves punishing you with toys. It’s his favorite.

𖤐 Would either edge you or tie your wrists and make you sit with it in for a while on max.

U= Unfair (how much do they tease?)

𖤐 He is the king of teases.

𖤐 He would sit there with his leather pants just a little bit unlaced, while you whine for him to just take them off

𖤐 Also, the edging bit. He loves to hear you whine for him, to let you cum.

V= Volume (How loud are they? What sounds do they make?)

𖤐 He isn’t particularly loud.. but he isn’t quiet either.

𖤐 Quiet moans, little whimpers..

𖤐 Lets out a whine when he cums.

W= Wild card (Random Headcannon)

𖤐 Basically worships you.

𖤐 Like actually. Any time you take off your clothes, he realizes just how down bad he is.

𖤐 Praises fall from his lips like a second language

𖤐 “Love, you are absolutely perfect..”

𖤐 “God, look at those thighs.. pretty girl..”

𖤐 “Fuck, the things you do to me..”

X= X-ray (what’s going on under those clothes?)

𖤐 6 1/2 inches, take it or leave it.

𖤐 Pretty girthy, though, so it makes up for the length.

𖤐 Has pretty heavy balls

Y= Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

𖤐 Oh lord

𖤐 He’s horny any time you are

𖤐 Actually, when isn’t he horny?

Z= Zzzzz (How fast they fall asleep afterwards?)

𖤐 I’d say about 30 minutes

𖤐 Likes to take care of you, & make sure you’re all cleaned up.

𖤐 Will let you curl up in his arms and fall asleep

𖤐 Plays with your hair and whispers praise

[sweetheartedbylust]

“His baby ”

* 80’s *Nikki sixx x reader smut

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- includes : choking , fingering , creaming, degradation and praise , teasing . Slightly sadistic Nikki, and a unspecified age gap ~ Nikki is older than reader

You’ve been sat here for a while now, your boyfriend had just came back from a show and since you had asked him to fulfill your needs, he did

A lot more than you expected.

“ you like that , don’t you sweetheart” he cooed as his fingers continued there assault inside you , him finding the places that would make you scream.

“ Nikki please.. oh fuck” you whimpered out as he added another 3rd finger.

His fingers kept teasing up to your neck as he finally wrapped his partially tattooed hand around it squeezing while his fingers set a brutal pace in you.

“ poor slut.. can’t handle it?” He teased with a smile as you sat unable to think or anything

He sat and continued his assault on your pussy , releasing his hand and now nipping at your neck leaving marks that would probably last weeks.

Your eyes rolling back into your skull as your high approached. “ come on baby, cum all over my fingers “

“ good girl” he grinned as before you knew it you were creaming all over his fingers with tears almost out of eyes .

Being younger than Nikki , he kinda naturally took on the older and more mature role, and honestly he loved it . You were not just his fuck toy when he needed but also his sweet girl who he loved.

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