#Nikki x reader

[vikkirosko]

can I request platonic headcanons Nikki, Max and Neil with a child fem reader who can read minds and acts like Anya Forger from Spy X Family, basically the reader recently escape from a lab facility and somehow sneaks onto the bus going to Camp Camp in order to get away and arrives to camp with the three trio, the one thing that made them stand out is that she wears a hospital gown and is barefoot and the nobody seems to think it's odd besides David and the three trio, one thing is that she doesn't want anyone to find out that she has mind reading powers and the reason why she looked extremely nervous around them when she overhears their thoughts and likes to keep at a distance a lot of the times but it didn't stop from wanting to know how the outside world is like since spending her whole life in a lab and being experimented on by scientists but they also doesn't know certain social clues like how to introduce herself or how to talk to people or certain manners and she sometimes accidentally sprouts out their thoughts or secrets which got them suspicious on how did she know about it and is until they confronts her about who exactly she is and how did she know about their secrets which she reluctantly that she has mind reading abilities and that she was an escapee from a lab facility and she wanted to start a new life as well as tearfully beg them not to tell anyone about her true identity or her powers or otherwise she would be captured and sent back, this would eventually leads the gang and the reader slowly becoming close and the reader became part of the gang, Max may also sometimes use the reader's mind reading powers to read David or others people's thought to pull a pranks on them or blackmail them but he does care about the reader as a person/friend even if he doesn't express it that much

Platonic headcanons Mind Reader

💙 Max x child fem!Reader 🧸

Max has seen a lot of strange things since he was at summer camp, but it would seem that the others did not notice it. You were weird too. When he first saw you, you were barefoot and wearing a hospital gown. Max understood that it was strange and told his friends about it, but pretty quickly David, who was worried about your health, gave you a change of clothes, and you didn't stand out among the other campers. Max was sure that something was wrong with you, so he preferred to watch you, wanting to find out what kind of secret you were hiding

You always tried to stay away from the others, but David tried to make sure that you communicated with the others. Thanks to this, Max had a better chance to find out about you. Every time you talked, you behaved strangely, as if you were nervous about something, you didn't know some basic things about communication, and sometimes it felt like you were guessing the thoughts of others. Max could have sworn that you knew several times what he was thinking before he even had time to say a word

When Max's patience came to an end, he came to you and directly asked who you were and why you seemed to be reading minds. He wasn't going to leave you alone and you understood that, so honestly, albeit reluctantly, you admitted that you had escaped from the laboratory where experiments were being performed on you and that you really could read minds, but you wanted to start a new life. That's why you asked him not to tell anyone about it. Max saw that you were ready to cry and he understood that your freedom depended on keeping your secret, so he promised that he would not tell anyone. Max was the first person you could trust and call a friend

You became a part of his company and the four of you could often be seen together. At Max's request, you read the minds of David and other vacationers, so he had the opportunity to blackmail them or just make fun of them. But despite the fact that from the outside it might seem that he was just using you, in fact, he cared about you and did not let you offend. Max didn't have many real friends and he wasn't going to let anyone hurt you

🩹 Nikki x child fem!Reader 🐾

From your first day at camp, Nikki thought you were weird and didn't hide it. You were barefoot and wore a hospital gown, which was soon replaced by clothes that David had carefully given you, Nikki thought you smelled of medicines, but there was something else unusual about you. Your behavior when you were talking to someone looked unusual, if not strange

You might not have known about some simple rules of communication and were very nervous when talking to someone. But Nikki was much more interested in the fact that you seemed to read her mind. You could have answered the question she didn't have time to ask, or just guessed what she was thinking. Nikki didn't understand how you did it, and when her curiosity got the better of her, she asked you directly about how you did it and if you could teach her to do the same

You looked very worried, but you honestly told her that you can't read minds. You told her that you had escaped from the laboratory where you were being experimented on, that you had just begun to learn about the world outside your cell and that you did not want to go back, so you begged her not to tell anyone about your secret. Nikki was delighted with this news but promised to keep your secret, realizing that it was really something important

Thanks to Nikki, you have made friends. She didn't tell Max and Neil about your ability, but you used it to pull pranks on David or other campers. For Max and Neil, you were just good at noticing details, but for Nikki, you were practically a wizard

🔬 Neil x child fem!Reader 🧪

Neil considered many people strange. He preferred to stay with his experiments, but you stood out even among those who rested at the camp. You were wearing a hospital gown and you didn't have shoes. You arrived quite recently and behaved as if you had never been among your peers before. It was especially strange that you seemed to guess the thoughts of others. The first few times he was sure it was just a coincidence, but when you answered the question that Neil was just thinking about, he realized that something was wrong

For several days, he watched you, trying to figure out how you guessed the thoughts of others. You behaved strangely, as if you knew about his plans and because of this tried to behave in such a way as not to arouse suspicion, but from the outside it looked quite the opposite. Neil tried to find out your secret, but he didn't see anything that could help him even a little. At some point, his patience broke down and he directly demanded that you explain how you manage to read people's minds. When he saw the fear on your face, he was very surprised, not understanding the reason for this

You asked him not to tell anyone about it. As it turned out, you really could read minds and you spent your whole life in a laboratory where experiments were performed on you. After escaping from there, you were able to hide on the bus that took you to this camp, where you began to learn about the world that you could only dream of before. You didn't want to go back, so you asked him to keep your secret. Neil would never have believed your words if it wasn't for what he saw with his own eyes. He was interested in learning more about your ability, so he promised not to tell anyone

You became part of his social circle and Neil became more and more convinced that you weren't lying. You helped Max with the practical jokes, even though he didn't know that you used your ability for this, and Neil watched, trying to determine a pattern or at least something that would help figure everything out. Although sometimes he perceived your communication as a scientific experiment, but he still cared about you

[jae-is-confused]

is there any way u can make a fic with nikki from that 90s show x reader it can be anything there’s just not enough of her lmao thank u

Reassurance

Nikki x Male!Reader (+Nate Runck)

Romantic/Platonic/Unspecified

Pronouns: He/Him

Summary: After Leia leaves, the truth about what happened between her and Nate the day she left gets revealed, a guilty Nate coming to tell you all about it. But in his attempt get his guilt off of his chest, Nikki over hears and runs away in tears. You go to comfort her.

TW's/Disclaimers: Mentions of cheating, Nate and Nikki break up, the kiss between Leia and Nate DID happen, this takes place after 01x10. !!THIS IS JUST MY INTERPRETATION OF WHAT THE BREAK UP WOULD LOOK LIKE PLEASE!!

You were sitting in your room waiting for Nikki to show up. You had both planned to hang out an watch a movie, to ease the sadness of Leia leaving.

Leia had left around 2 hours ago and everyone was still a little upset about her leaving. You never really got the chance to get that close with Leia. You were out of town visiting family the first half of summer so you didn't get to meet Leia until late June.

You sigh and sit up from your spot on your bed, looking around your room aimlessly. You were bored, was the short answer. What was taking Nikki so long?

"Y/N! SOMEONE IS AT THE DOOR FOR YOU!" Your father screams from downstairs. You hop up and run down the stairs, yelling a quick 'thank you' to your father as you do so. You swing open the door expecting to see Nikki but instead you see her boyfriend. Nate. Your best friend.

"Oh, hey Nate. Is Nikki with you? I was waiting for her." You blink in surprise as he walks through the door, you closing it behind him.

"No, uh, Nikki isn't with me. I've kind of been avoiding her." He messes with the skin on the side of his finger nail as he stands there. You can tell he's nervous. No... nervous isn't the right word. Anxious? Jumpy? For lack of better words, he looked terrified. Like he was a puppy who got yelled at by his owner and ran away with his tail between his legs.

"Nate, are you alright?" You walk over to him and place a hand on his shoulder, making him look at you. He shakes his head, his eyes glossing over slightly with small tears of guilt.

"I messed up, Y/n. I messed up so bad." You bring him into a hug while he slows his breath, trying not to cry. After a minute he pulls away to allow you to lead him to the living room while you headed to the kitchen.

You grabbed a water bottle from the fridge and headed back to the living room, handing the bottle to Nate who was now sitting on the couch. You sat next to him on the couch and turned you body to face him as he chugged the water bottle.

"Nate, mind telling me what happened?" He finishes the bottle off and sets it on the floor next to his feet. He looked at you and you watched as his lip trembled slightly.

"I-" he paused. "I kissed Leia." He closed his eyes and prepared for the blow. You sat there with your mouth hung open slightly, eyes wide.

"Nate, I'm- I'm at a loss for words.' You shook your head in shock while Nate continued to look away from you. "Why and how could you do this to Nikki?" You looked at Nate who was about to say something when you both heard a creak from behind you. You both turn to look at the doorway of the living room, only to see a teary-eyed Nikki standing in the doorway. Nikki shakes her head as a few tears roll down her cheeks.

"I can't believe you Nate." She turns, quickly running to the front door, a slam being heard seconds later.

"Nikki wait-" Nate attempted to run after her but you put your hand on his chest to push him back onto the couch.

"No, Nate. You upset her, you do not get to comfort her." Nate tried to stand up again but you pushed him back onto the couch.

"But I need to talk to her-"

"NO! Nate, look, I love you. You're my best friend. I will always love you. But right now, you hurt Nikki, and now she's off to who knows where with a broken heart and probably about to do something stupid, and I need to be there to pick up the pieces. Cause I know damn well no else will." You grab your hoodie from the back back of the couch and slip it on. You look at Nate who is sitting there, eyes teary and hands shaking. You sigh and kneel in front of the boy.

"Nate." He doesn't answer. "Nate." He looks up to you and you grab his hands to stop them from shaking. "Everything will be fine. I'm not saying everything will be okay, or go back to the way it was, because it can't. And it's not okay. But that's not anyone's fault. Not yours, not Nikki's, and not Leia's. Life moves on, okay? You can stay here for a little bit if you want but you should go home." Nate thinks for a moment and nods. "I'm sorry for yelling. I'll see you tomorrow."

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You had been searching for a while and couldn't find any sign of Nikki anywhere. You went to her house first and asked her father if she had come home. He got worried thinking she was missing so you came up with the lie that she had forgotten something and said she would go home and get it. Long story short, she wasn't at home and you had basically searched this entire town.

When you left you had opted to ride your bike instead of walking, so as you peddled down the street you caught a glimpse of the water tower over the tree line.

'Of course.'

Going down the path you had to chain up your bike, to avoid hitting any rocks or losing control on the steep hill. You walked down the hill carefully, picking up speed the closer you got. You stopped when you reached the bottom of the water tower and looked around for a minute. After deducing that Nikki was not at the bottom you sighed and headed for the ladder, starting to climb.

You finally reach the top moments later, your head poking over the top of the ladder. You see Nikki sitting with her back up against the water tower, looking out over the railing at the sky, tears slowly running down her cheeks. You frown and move up the ladder more.

"You can't stay mad at him forever ya' know." Nikki jumps to wipe the tears off her face but stops when she sees it's just you. "You don't have to forgive him, but you will have to talk to him at some point." You climb up the ladder fully and sit next Nikki, putting ample distance between you and her.

"I don't want to forgive him or talk to him. He can fall in a ditch for all I care." You frown and look over at Nikki.

"You don't mean that." Nikki shakes her head as a few more tears slip past her eyes.

"No, no I don't. I just-" She stops to regain her breath and continues. "I just can't believe him. I mean, was this my fault? I mean a couple days ago we did have this argument over college, and what would happen when we go back to school. He wants to focus on football and I want to focus on my grades. I may have told him that when I go to college I don't want to be in a relationship but that doesn't give him the right to ago and kiss someone he met two months ago! I mean, Leia was going to leave eventually, what made her a better choice than me?" Nikki takes a breath and sighs.

"Well, you did essentially tell him that you were going to break up with him sooner or later. Not saying what he did was right, but I think self consciously, he didn't want you to break up with him, so he did it first." Nikki looks down and stays quiet, so you take this as a sign to keep talking.

"Look, Nik, Leia was torn up about Jay and Nate was freaking out over you. I guess in the moment it felt like they were filling voids neither you or Jay could fill at that point in time. Maybe this whole summer of romances was just, summer fun, or maybe, they were 'right person, wrong time' types of situations. But all I do know is that whatever happens, we can get through it. Nothing is stronger than this friend group. We have been through a lot of heart break these past two months and I think we all deserve a break."

"But I want to be the one to fill the void that I made. He should have come to me if he was worried." She gets up and leans her elbows on the railing, continuing to look out over the tree line at the sky. You could see the tiniest bit of sun peeking over the tree tops.

"Maybe he was scared. But Nikki you have to talk to him or else nothing will get better. You'll both in the dark and I don't want the friend group to suffer because of it." You stand up to stand next to Nikki, your arm going to rest around her shoulders. "I love you guys to much to see this friend group fall apart." Nikki shifts to look at you and smiles, resting her head on your shoulder.

"I love you guys too. Whether I say it or not."

"You should tell Nate that" She looks to you with wide eyes and then thinks for a minute.

"Okay, I'll talk to him."

"There's my girl."

OH MY GOD!!! I only procrastinated on this for forever but it's finished! I hope this show isn't dead already cause I don't see anything on it anymore.

[nininikki]

so i’m going to be insane again

[mrsmnsn]

“You look more like Kirk Hammet”

Eddie Munson x fem!reader

another day, another fluff fic 🤭

wc: 1.2k

author’s note- The reader is Dustin’s sister!!!

Enjoy!

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Now, you were at your work, at Family Video, just waiting for him. It was like a routine. Every friday he would walk through the door and search for movies for his weekend.

At first, you only knew Eddie because of his reputation. "Eddie 'the freak' Munson" as the people in your school used to say. Honestly, you never knew why people would call him that. Only because he liked to play Dungeons & Dragons? Your brother did too, and he was no freak! Was he incredibly annoying? Yes! But it's not like he would worship the devil for that.

But with time, you got to know him a little bit better and you got to see he was nothing but a sweetheart. That's probably when you started to crush on him. You were in the senior year and, consequently, would share classes with him. It's not like you would talk to him all the time, but the times you did, even if it was just to say that he dropped his keys on the floor, your heart would melt.

On this friday, Dustin said that he wanted to come with you for work because he wanted to talk to Steve. So there he was, whispering something to Steve while Robin were organizing the new movies in the shelves and you were just singing along with the radio, which was playing a song of Mötley Crüe, a band you definitely didn't only like because of Nikki Sixx.

When the bell rang, announcing that someone was entering, you stopped singing and turned around seeing him walking to you. You could feel your cheeks getting red.

"Hey you. How was your week?" he said placing the movies he got in the last week in the counter

"Hi Eddie. It was good, thanks." You said looking at his hands full of rings

"Do you mind if i leave this here while i look for some movies?" he asked already looking to the horror section

"No, not at all!" You said giving him a smile which he reciprocated. You felt your stomach do a flip

As he walked to the shelves, Robin got close to you, giving you a mischievous smirk.

"What?" you asked and she only raised her eyebrows. "Oh please Robin, we're at work."

"I didn't say anything! I just think that, you know... you should go for it. You have a shot!" She said while you both looked at him trying to make a decision between two movies.

"Oh yeah, like if thats true! I don't think i have and honestly i don't think i want to figure it out." You say putting your hair into a ponytail "What if he reject me?"

"You'll only know if you ask babe." She said going to the back to get more boxes

Of course you wanted to say something to him, but how could you? You didn't know how things could go if he said he wasn't interested on you. It's not like he was going to spread gossip, he could never. If you knew one thing about him, it was that he was not like the jerks at school, he was respectful and gentle. Well, at least with you. All you got....

"Y/n!" He called you making you snap out of your trance.

"Sorry. I was just... thinking." you said getting the movies on his hands. Your fingers touched for a moment and you could still feel the warmth from his hands.

"What got you all up in your head?" He said taking his wallet and with a little concern in his face.

"Oh nothing. Just, stupid teenage girl stuff." You said laughing a little and he didn't say anything else.

The song in the radio was another one from Mötley Crüe and you hummed the song while handing him the movies he got.

"You like Mötley Crüe?" He said trying to see if he heard you hum the song or if he was just mistaken.

"Tell that to her bigger then 40 inches Nikki Sixx poster in her bedroom wall" Robin said behind you looking to the computer.

"Robin! Shut up!" You scolded her. It was not even that big "I'm sorry" you said looking at Eddie who was getting amused

"Oh yeah? Nikki Sixx, huh?" He said giggling "I look a little like him, don't i?"

You study his face for a second, as if you needed to. "You look more like Kirk Hammet"

"Oh yeah, this one is making company in the wall for Nikki too!"

"ROBIN!" You were getting redder by each second. So embarrassed to look at the man in front of you. But he found the whole situation very funny.

"Well, i'll take that as a compliment." He said looking at your eyes "So, Metallica too? You don't seem to like this kind of music"

"I wouldn't say that i'm a huge fan of them, i only know a couple songs and that's it. It's not like i listen to metal all the time like you. I only have the posters because i, uh, i think they're pretty" You said nervously talking before thinking and not really realizing what you're saying.

"It a'right. They're pretty metal!" He said but got interrupted by you brother

"Eddie! What are you doing here?" Dustin said happy to see his friend. You didn't know how they knew each other

"What do you think?" He said showing the video tapes on his hands "What're you doing here?"

"I'm here with my sister! Do you know her?" Dustin said looking at you

"Y/n is your sister? Of course i know her! How come i didn't know you were related?" he said looking back at you

"You've never asked if i had a sister."

"How do you know him?" I asked curious as well, too confused to connect the dots

"He's my dungeon master y/n, i told you i got in a d&d club!" Now everything connected.  "Can i talk to you? i had a incredible idea for a campaign!" Your brother said while Eddie head out of the store

"Sure. Bye gorgeous!" He said winking at you and that was it. You were melted inside.

"What are you waiting for? He's flirting with you! It's your chance." Robin said giving you courage to go after him before he left

You stormed out of Family Video when Duntin came in again. There he was ready to leave when he saw you.

"Hey, uhm, hi." You said too nervous going to his opened window. His van was tall so you were face to face with him.

How could he get even more hot with sunglasses on. You had to be tough.

"So i, uh, i was just wondering, you know, if there was any chance of us going out sometime, even to watch a movie if you want, i just really like you and"... You were cut. Speaking as fast as you could, trying to be brave, you didn't realize he shut your mouth with a kiss.

When he let go of you, leaving you speechless he only smiled at you "You're so cute when you're nervous. I'll pick you up at seven, how about that? You can come to my house to watch these movies i got."

"I'd love that!" You said in a state of haze. Looking at him passionately

"Then it's a date. I'll see you sweetheart" and he drove away.

You stood out there, watching him leave, touching your lips to make sure it wasn't a dream.

"I told you, you had a shot" Robin came to you putting her arms around your shoulders .

[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!

Part 2

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."

[devil-in-hiding]

okay so my asks are still not wanting to work with me today, i’m trying to get through them and my app just crashes :,)

so i just wanted to say because i see 2 or 4 asks about it-

farmer!readers ex husband is a bastard, very much a giant part of the reason for living where it is basically impossible to find you (apart from 4 ex military men)

readers self confidence is very shot because of ex husband, but as she told Price

that’s a story for another night

[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

[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.”

[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.

[sixxrock666]

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

[dearstvckyx]

Flufftober | 10.14 |

Home Decor - Oscar Piastri

You and your high school sweetheart Oscar Piastri walked into the local home décor store, and the warm glow of autumn lights immediately sets the mood. The aisles are filled with everything from spooky Halloween skeletons to cozy fall wreaths. Oscar, looking casual in a McLaren hoodie and jeans, eyes the shelves with a mix of curiosity and amusement.

“Alright,” you say with a grin, “we need to find the perfect fall décor. None of that basic pumpkin spice stuff though. We’re going for style.”

Oscar nods seriously, but there’s a playful glint in his eye. “Right. So, no pumpkin-scented candles?”

You chuckle. “Well… maybe one.”

You grab a cart and begin wandering down the aisles. The first thing that catches Oscar’s eye is a giant inflatable ghost. He immediately lights up. “Can we get this?”

You laugh. “Where would we even put that? It’s huge!”

“I’ll find a spot. Maybe outside, near the entrance, to give everyone a proper scare.”

You shake your head but throw it in the cart anyway. “Alright, you win this one.”

Moving on, you spot a shelf filled with little decorative pumpkins. Oscar picks one up, examines it like he’s inspecting his F1 car before a race, and turns to you. “What do you think? Too basic?”

“It’s classic fall. We need at least one pumpkin. Balance out your ridiculous ghost.”

Oscar smirks. “Fine. But I’m in charge of picking the spooky stuff.”

The two of you continue down the aisle, Oscar grabbing a set of glow-in-the-dark skeleton hands while you pick out some fairy lights with little autumn leaves. You catch him looking at a cute black cat figure, and he tries to play it cool.

“You like it?” you tease.

He shrugs, pretending to be indifferent. “It’s alright, I guess.”

You toss it in the cart. “It’s coming home with us.”

Finally, you end up at the candle section. The smell of cinnamon, apple cider, and pumpkin spice fills the air. Oscar wrinkles his nose at one overly sweet-scented candle.

“No way,” he says, setting it back down. “That’s too much.”

You grab a more subtle apple cinnamon candle and wave it under his nose. “Better?”

He nods, satisfied. “That one can stay.”

As you make your way to the checkout, the cart is filled with a mix of spooky and cozy – a perfect blend of your personalities. You glance at Oscar, and he gives you a playful grin.

“This is going to be the best-decorated place ever,” he says confidently.

You laugh. “Yeah, thanks to my pumpkins and your ridiculous inflatable ghost.”

Oscar leans in, pretending to whisper. “The ghost is going to be the star, admit it.”

You roll your eyes, but you can’t help but smile. “Maybe.”

As you both head out of the store, Oscar grabs your hand, swinging it lightly. “I think we nailed it,” he says, looking at the cart full of fall magic.

“Definitely,” you agree, already imagining the cozy, spooky vibes waiting for you at home.

[nininikki]

divorced-ish — n. kento

content warnings: ex-husband!nanami, delusional!nanami (he’s cute tho)

author’s note: sigh i need him

ex-husband!nanami who just couldn’t stay away from you if he tried

ex-husband!nanami who you’d originally separated from on account of his work seeming to hold more priority over you, and then your newborn daughter.

ex-husband!nanami who still keeps a photo of you and the baby on his desk at his job (which, ironically, was the thing that ultimately led to his marriage failing). when asked by his nosey secretary why he still kept the photo, he only responded, “it’s my family. why wouldn’t i?”

ex-husband!nanami who had yet to actually finalize the divorce. but really, it wasn’t his fault. he just hadn’t gotten around to sending the papers over (or having them printed up at all), what with all those crazy shifts at work. oh, well, it didn’t matter. he would do it at some point.

ex-husband!nanami who had left you virtually everything in the not-so-finalized-divorce. the four bedroom, four bathroom house, your diamond 6 carat engagement ring, your wedding china, the aston martin db9 he had gifted you for your birthday, the park avenue apartment, the country house in monaco—all of it.

ex-husband!nanami who you had never been able to turn down whenever he stayed over just a little later after dropping the baby back off with you. the two of you would sit on the couch and catch up over a glass of wine. then one glass turned to two, then two to three. and for a minute it would almost feel as if you were still married.

nanami never ended up leaving until the late hours of the night. by which point you began to wonder where he’d gotten all the free time he couldn’t seem to find when you were actually married.

ex-husband!nanami who internally scoffed whenever you mentioned going on a date with another man.

“do you think you could watch her on saturday? i’ve got a date i really don’t wanna miss.” you’d asked at the tail end of an already too long (thirty minute) phone call.

nanami breathed a recognizable, pensive sigh on the other end, chewing through what he’d earlier told you was tempura, but considering how long it was taking him to answer, it may as well have been your nerves.

“you know i will, but, uh,” you heard him swallow. “a date?”

although your ex-husband didn’t exactly sound like he was joking, you couldn’t help the giggle that vibrated through your body. glancing at the clock on your nightstand that read eight-thirty and the baby sleeping soundly in the crib next to your bed, you propped the house phone between your ear and shoulder. what was the harm in killing another thirty minutes?

“yes, kento, a date. his name is scott. he’s an art dealer. i think you’d like him.”

“does scott know you’re still married?”

“separated,” you corrected him. “and no, he doesn’t. do you tell every woman who asks you out that you’re married?”

nanami hesitated for a second before answering, “yes, i do.”

ex-husband!nanami who came to your house with flowers and a store bought pumpkin pie for thanksgiving. more than you’d like to admit, you liked having him around for the holidays. he was so good with the baby, and so attentive to everything else. cleaning up all the leftovers and stray baby toys as the night came to an end.

it was nearing ten o’clock when he had successfully put the baby to sleep, and then came down to help you tidy up the downstairs. “y’know you didn’t have to buy a pie, right?” you told him after you’d discovered it hidden amongst the array of leftover pots and aluminum pans. “i know it’s your favorite. i’d have made you some.”

nanami brought his task at hand (loading the dishwasher) to a stiff halt and joined you at the island countertop. “but hey,” you added, tearing the lid off the pie. “we could see if it’s as good as the real thing.”

your ex-husband, usually the most well-spoken man you knew, could only stiffly nod in your direction while you retrieved a pair of shiny silver forks, still in the drawer they’d always been in. “and i got some whipped cream if you want.” you added as you gave him a fork, now taken aback by his sudden lack of speech. seriously, he hadn’t spoken this little since the year leading up to your separation.

what you didn’t know was that nanami couldn’t speak if he wanted to. he needed this. the three of you hadn’t had a real holiday together since last halloween, and even that was admittedly very bleak. “i miss you,” nanami blurted.

and he did. he missed your desserts for every holiday—savory pumpkin pie for thanksgiving, sweet apple pie for christmas, strawberry eclairs for valentine’s day. he missed opening his eyes every morning to the sight of your face smushed into a pillow, or a bit of drool gathering at the corner of your mouth. he missed coming home from work to the sight of you and the baby sound asleep on the couch. he missed being your husband, and even more knowing you were his wife.

ex-husband!nanami who spent the night fucking his ex-wife into the couch as though they were still married. wrapping you in his strong arms, while murmuring promises of change and betterment. “i’ll never go to work again, swear,” he said, shuddering between deep thrusts. “please just take me back, baby.”

[urnothere12]

Nikki Sixx

[weirdgenetic-fuckup]

Something Special

A/n: No one asked for Nikki but I like Nikki Idc that he's 65 HE'S PRETTY this is also so not how he'd react but I thought it was cute so sue me

Warnings: Smut, reader is a little bit of a stalker, thigh riding, oral (m receiving), slight angst, if you think I missed anything let me know otherwise enjoy!

Nikki Sixx. Six foot tall crude bassist of big glam band Motley Crue.

You were obsessed.

You went to as many of their shows as you could, attending any after parties they had, all in the hopes of ‘accidentally’ running into Nikki and having the night you’d been touching yourself to for the past few months.

You couldn’t help it. You were all alone in bed with nothing but your thoughts to fuel you, no wonder your hand slid down between your thighs. Countless times you’d pretended it was Nikki’s hand pleasuring you, picturing his soft lips caressing the shell of your ear and whispering the dirtiest things to you, the room filled with your moans of his name and curses spilling out of you like a mantra.

At long last you got your hands on a backstage pass to one of Motley’s concerts. You got yourself all ready, wearing an outfit you were sure would catch Nikki’s attention. Leather skirt with matching boots, ripped fishnets and a cropped band shirt with a leather jacket thrown over to keep you warm. You spent hours on your hair and makeup all with the thoughts of what it would look like completely ruined by the end of the night.

You made it into the mosh pit, getting right up close to the stage where Nikki was. It was about halfway through the concert and you begrudgingly came to the realisation that you looked just like every other girl in the crowd. You knew that this whole time, it was always in the back of your mind that everyone trying to get with Nikki would be dressed how they thought he would want them to dress.

It killed your mood and you almost thought about not going backstage. Almost.

The concert ended, they came back out for their encore before hiding away again, inviting those with passes to come on backstage. Since that was you, you followed the herd heading that way.

As expected it was another party, a Motley Crue party. You walked around on the sides, slipping past people in the search of Nikki. You thought you saw him a few times but he always seemed to slip away. Eventually it led you to a door that you stared up at in awe.

There was a small placard on it that read ‘Nikki Sixx’.

You found his dressing room.

You thought for a moment. You couldn’t really go in there, could you? Of course you could, and you did, sneaking in without anyone noticing.

There was a couch on one side, a vanity on the other and in the middle was a small table covered in snacks and drinks and drinks and even more drinks with a small mirror dusted with a bit of white powder. But none of that intrigued you as much as the pile of clothes in the corner.

Of course the costumes they wore on stage were very extra and it made sense that they would change into them upon arrival rather than come in wearing them.

You got closer and saw a pair of boxers placed atop the pile. Your mind filled with a lustful haze as you got on your knees and held the piece of clothing to your nose, inhaling his salty, musky scent, getting high on his pheromones.

Your hand moved down to your heat, pulling your skirt up so it bunched at your hips, giving you better access to yourself. You’d decided not to wear panties, the whole goal was to get with Nikki so why would you need them? Your skirt was tight enough anyway so you figured it would be fine. Right now, though, your only concern was Nikki and his garment now in your hand, shoved into your face as your eyes rolled back in euphoria.

Then, the door opened. Your neck snapped to the direction of the disturbance, your breath heavy and fast, your hand frozen on your swollen clit. It was Nikki, and he didn’t seem the least bit bothered by your presence.

You stared at him as he took a seat on the couch and poured himself a shot of Jack Daniels. He swallowed it quickly and poured another. “Well don’t stop.” He encouraged before downing the second shot.

You stayed put for a moment, unsure of what to do. When your mind finally caught up to what was happening you crawled over to him, situating yourself between his legs and looking up at him all wide eyed.

Nikki smiled down at you and placed his shot glass back down on the table before relaxing back into the couch. “You got yourself a backstage pass so you could sneak in here, huh?” He asked, sounding more proud than anything. “I saw you in the crowd, you know.” That caught your attention. “Shaking your ass for all those losers out there.”

“You saw me?” You asked, looking up at him with stars in your eyes.

Nikki chuckled and nodded. “Of course I did,” he said, one of his big hands cupping your cheek, “couldn’t keep my eyes off of you.” Your cheeks hurt with how you were smiling. Nikki’s thumb swept over your bottom lip before pushing into your mouth. “I’ve seen you before.” He said, pressing his thumb on your tongue. “At other shows, you follow us around don’t you?” You nodded and Nikki smirked. “Figured, that’s why I led you in here.” You paused.

“You led me in here?” You asked, pulling away slightly. Nikki nodded.

“Of course, when I kept seeing you dressed up it was pretty easy to tell what you wanted, when I saw you in the crowd tonight I decided to give you what you wanted.” His hand went to the back of your head, guiding you forward until your head was resting on his thigh. “Good girls deserve rewards.”

Your head bobbed up and down, taking his dick further down your throat. Nikki’s hand was still holding your head, fingers tangled in your hair as he pushed you down his length. His head fell back on the couch as he let out deep guttural groans.

He was twitching in your throat and his noises were getting louder. He started bucking his hips up and holding your head in a tighter grip to the point where he was fucking your face, using your mouth as a fleshlight. You were getting light headed and you were loving every moment of it.

Soon he was cumming down your throat, pushing your face into his crotch as his hips snapped up a few final times. You pulled away when he let you and took a few deep breaths, finally getting to breathe again.

Nikki laughed at you as you regained your breath. He grabbed your face in his hand, squishing your cheeks harshly. “Let me see.” He demanded. You opened your mouth to show him you swallowed it all and he gave your cheek an affirming pat. “Alright, you can go now.” He said as he relaxed back into the couch.

You were at a loss for words. All this time you waited for that? No way, you needed more, you deserved more. “But-but I was good.” You said, not moving from your spot on the floor between his spread legs.

Nikki looked down at you with a raised brow. “So? Plenty of good girls out there, what more do you want?” You bit your lip. He was right, there were so many other girls out there that wanted him just as much as you. Still, you weren’t gonna let this be all there was.

You stood up and got on his lap, holding his face in your hands and crashing your lips down on his. No matter what you did, how much you moaned or whined against him, if your tongue explored his mouth, he just didn’t care. You could feel him smiling into the kiss, it carried such a demeaning tone to it.

You ground yourself on his thigh, needy cunt craving any kind of friction. Still, no reaction from him. It was just like you weren’t even there.

Hot tears trickled down your cheeks, tainting the kiss with a saltiness. Nikki’s hand came up to your shoulders, pushing you away gently and you could see the genuine concern in his eyes as he wiped your tears. “Are you crying? Why are you crying?” He asked in such a sympathetic tone it caught you completely off guard. Just a moment ago he couldn’t care less about you, and before that he was using you as his own personal fucktoy.

You sniffled softly and Nikki pulled you tight to him, letting you hide your wet face in the crook of his neck. “Shh, shh, come on now, there’s no need to cry.” He whispered to you. “Pretty girls like you don’t need to be crying.” You sniffled again.

“You think I’m pretty..?” You muttered. He held your face in his hands again as he looked at you.

“Of course I think you’re pretty, only an idiot would think otherwise.” He kissed your forehead.

“But-” You spoke only to be cut-off.

“I don’t wanna hear it, tell me you’re pretty.” You stared at him blankly. “Say it. Say you’re pretty.” He repeated. You hesitated, was this a trick? Some kind of sick mind game?

“I-I’m pretty...” You mumbled. Nikki shook his head.

“Say it like you fucking mean it.” You didn’t say anything, still unsure of what was really happening. Nikki rolled his eyes and grabbed his half hard dick, pumping it a few times. “This is what you wanted, right? Wanted me to fuck you?” Your gaze fell to his pretty dick, all leaky and glistening from your saliva still. You gave a slow nod. “I’m gonna fuck that thought into you.” You were still confused but you understood that you were getting just what you’d always wanted.

Nikki ripped over your fishnets, tearing down your thighs before pushing into you. Your jaw dropped over in a silent moan as your eyes shut tight. All those nights you’d spent imagining what it would be like to have him inside you, nothing compared to this feeling.

He laid you down on the couch, your shirt had been tossed to the floor, leaving you fully exposed for Nikki to gawk at as he thrusted into you at a brutal pace, his thumb rubbing harsh circles against your clit. It had your mind running wild. “Fuck, Nikki! Nikki, ‘m close!” You moaned, back already arching off of the couch.

“Say you’re pretty.” He grunted. You looked up at him with a confused expression. “Say you’re pretty.” He repeated in a stern tone.

You let out a whine. “I-’m pretty.” You mumbled, hoping it would satisfy him.

He stopped and pulled out of you completely. Leaving your cunt fluttering for more. “If you don’t mean it you can’t cum.” He said in a degrading tone. “Tell me one thing that is pretty about you.” Your mind wasn’t working too fast but you still tried to come up with something while the bassist stared down at you. “Seriously? Not even one thing?” You sucked your bottom lip.

“I-I think I have pretty eyes..?” You said. Nikki rolled his eyes.

“Jesus, do you hate yourself?” You stared at him. “Say it again.”

“I... think I-”

“No!” Nikki stopped you. “Say one thing that’s pretty about you.”

Again you hesitated. “I have pretty eyes.” You said in an almost confident voice.

Nikki huffed. “We’re not leaving until you love yourself.” There was a determination in his eyes you’d never noticed before. Oftentimes when you’d see pictures of him with other girls he’d have a smirk or something but there was never this in his eyes. There was something special about you.

[devil-in-hiding]

Okay I have to clean and let my phone charge.

I am leaving you all with the thought of the guys having to give the dogs a bath in On The Run

Judy is an absolute saint for Gaz, who coos and tells her what a good girl she is, how pretty she is and that she’s going to feel so much better now that she’s all clean. Wraps her up like a baby in a giant fluffy towel and takes her to the living room to cuddle

Soap sits in the tub with Maggie. Full on sits in the tub with her, boxers on, scrubbing the shampoo into her fur, tutting at her to stop pouting it’s not becoming of a young lass, you’ll feel much better being all clean. Has to chase her with the towel.

It is a staring contest between Grimes and Price and Dixon and Ghost , a stand off at high noon. Ghost stares at Dixon, telling him he WILL have a bath, you smelly beast

and Price is gently trying to coax Grimes into the bathroom, promises of cuddles and jerky awaiting him as long as he takes a bath

10 minutes later Price and the entire bathroom are soaked, Grimes dry as can be

Ghost is still chasing Dixon around the barn