#Nikki's shoulders and neck blushed very cute

[lost-in-the-80s]

You Don’t Want My Love - Chapter 5

Pairing: Duff McKagan x reader

Words: 3,115k

Summary: Guns n Roses hires a new tour assistant, but nobody thought that Duff would fall for her.

In this Chapter: Y/N is back on the road with Guns n Roses. Will things with Duff remain awkward?

A/N: Hello, my friends! This chapter is very cute. I have a little spoiler about the next chapter: It’s going to be Duff's pov.  Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy it!

Tag list: @roger-taylors-car @ladieswttda @teasid @metalheartofgold  @slashscowboyboots @ginny-rose-sixx @rumoured-whispers @vinylvintage​ add yourself to my tag list :)

Previous Chapter | Next Chapter

It was a bright sunny day in Los Angeles when Y/N got inside a taxi to go back on tour with Guns n Roses.

The so-called one-month pause became two as soon as Nikki Sixx, the bassist of Mötley Crüe, overdosed and the whole band had to go to rehab, leaving Guns hanging without a band to open for.

She still remembered when Tom called her telling her that they had lost the contract and that the band was feeling very down. However, Aerosmith showed up with a golden opportunity, they wanted Guns to open for them on the European leg of the tour. 

So here she was, on her way to the airport to meet with five crazy rockers who, as much as she disliked to admit, she had missed a lot.

These two months out of the road were great for her. She spent the holidays with her family in North Dakota and visited her friends in L. A and finally helped Rose with a part of the rent for the apartment.

She also enjoyed her time doing one of the things she loved the most: go to the beach and get a good old suntan. That was the best part about living in L.A in her opinion, the whole year felt like summer, completely different from the snowy and cold winter in North Dakota.

One week before going back on tour she attended an appointment at her favorite hairstylist, renovating its locks that were now quite long. Giving herself a spa day before going back to the bus’ couch, as Tom would go with them on tour again.

These two months also allowed her to think a lot about Duff. In the first days she was feeling blue, the way he spoke to her during that afternoon and how he didn’t talk to her after that hurt. He even switched places with Steven on the plane back to L.A, just so he didn’t need to sit beside her.

During December she questioned herself about what had she done that could’ve let him so angry at her, but after spending two weeks away from Los Angeles, she got to focus on other things, and following her mom’s advice she decided to give time to time and see how things would.

Izzy helped her with that process too, they crossed paths one day at a park, she went there with her friend’s nephew as she was babysitting and he was skating there. The two of them talked for a few hours and he told her that Duff was just in a bad week, that she shouldn’t take it personally, which made her lose that guilty feeling she was having.

Guilty and Sad, that’s how she was feeling in the beginning. But now she had convinced herself that whatever she had felt for Duff was over. She told herself plenty of times she just felt like that because she was feeling lonely and he had been nice to her.

So now, arriving at the airport, she was 100% sure that she’d look at Duff and her heart wouldn’t skip a bit. They’d talk and she wouldn’t stutter or blush and things would go as they were meant to be.

Walking through the crowd of people inside the airport she finally spotted a tall fuzzy blonde head. Duff. They were just a few meters away from her, making a smile appear on her face.

“Y/N!” Steven shouted waving, not sure if she had seen them.

She raised her hand waving back at him.

“Hello, fellas.” She placed her bags on the ground stopping in front of them.

“Wow, look at you, all tanned!” Slash exclaimed, opening his arms and walking towards the girl to get a hug.

“You know, every time I was about to put a shirt on, I listened to your voice saying that they were the biggest expression of my bad taste.” He said when they let go of each other, smiling at her.

“So you stopped wearing them?” She tilted her head while smiling.

“Nope.” He turned around showing the back of this t-shirt, where “Fuck off I’m out” could be read.

She shook her head, giggling a little.

“I want a hug too!” Steven popped up beside her, involving her in a bear hug, lifting off the ground. “I missed you!”

“I missed you too, Stevie.” She giggled.

“Do you want a hug too?” She looked at Izzy, smirking.

“No.” He said and the two of them laughed. 

“Well, I want one.” Duff showed up in front of her, opening his arms.

She hesitated for a second, but moved forward and wrapped her arms around his body. 

When he involved her, a certain electricity ran through her body and she wanted to never let go of him. He smelled of cigarettes and cologne though she could smell a small hint of vodka, as if it had stayed in his jacket after he washed it. 

He lowered his head to hers and said close to her left ear. “I’m sorry for being an asshole with you.” His voice was low, as if he was sharing a secret that only she could know about.

The sound caused goosebumps on her body, as she answered in almost a whisper. “It’s okay.”

They let go of each other and suddenly she realized that they had been hugging each other for quite a while, since Tom had arrived and they didn’t even notice.

Duff moved away rubbing the back of his neck, starting some conversation with Slash.

“Hey, Tom! How were your holidays?” She gave him a quick embrace before stopping beside Steven, who hugged her from beside and rested his face on her shoulder.

“It was good, I was missing the kids already.” He smiled tenderly.

“You have kids? I didn’t know that.” She moved one arm away from Steven's grip so she could hug him back.

She looked down and thought that he looked just like a child when they’re bored and start to get sleepy.

“Yes, I do. Here,” He took his wallet out of the blazer’s pocket, showing her some small pictures he had in it. “this is Jenna, she’s 10,” He pointed to a ginger girl with lots of freckles. “and this is Brian, he’s 6.” He showed a boy wearing a baseball hat.

“They’re adorable, Tom! I can’t even imagine how hard it must be for you to be away from them all the time.” Y/N smiled at him seeing that he truly loved the kids.

“Yeah, it’s difficult, but it’s a part of the job. It’s thanks to my absence that they’ll be able to go to college.” He put his wallet back in the pocket and adjusted his glasses.

“You’re a good father, Tom.”

He grinned at her words.

“You really are. Can I meet the kids someday?” Steven asked, lifting his head off of her shoulder. 

“When the tour is over, let’s have dinner together. I’ll take them and Martha along.” He grabbed his bags from the ground.

“Sure! That’d be cool.” Steven smiled, letting go of Y/N.

“Anyway. Where’s Axl? We need to be on the plane line in 15 minutes.”

“He’s late.” Izzy showed up lighting up a cigarette.

“Not so late,” Duff said, pointing towards the other side of the airport. 

Y/N looked and at first, she couldn’t see anything, but then some ginger locks in a flannel shirt showed up. 

“You’re late.” Tom said, starting to walk towards the line. 

“Sorry, Erin was keeping me busy… if you know what I mean.” He smirked.

“Jesus.” Y/N made a disgusted face while following Tom.

Inside the plane, she found herself in a seat between Steven and Slash. Duff, Izzy and Axl on the other side of the corridor while Tom was sitting one line ahead, beside an old lady.

“Oh man, I wish I could bring Ana with me.” Slash complained.

“Who’s Ana?” Y/N asked smirking.

“My python. I bought her last month.” He smiled turning towards her.

“You mean a snake?” She widened her eyes. 

He nodded.

“You have a snake as a pet?” She shivered under the thought, she was terrified of snakes.

“Yes, they are lovely creatures.”

“I’m scared to death of them.”

“No way! But they’re nice!” He turned his body towards her a little, ready to start an argumentation.

��I grew up on a farm, Slash. One of them passed right in front of my feet when we were plowing the land.”

“Did it bite you?” He moved his hair away from his face, lifting an eyebrow at her.

“Well...no.”

“Then why are you scared? They aren’t violent animals. They just attack if you scare them. Dogs kill more people per year than snakes.” 

She paused for a second. “Yeah, you’re right. But still, I don’t think I’ll ever visit your house now.”

He giggled. “Do you have any pets?”

“We always had lots of dogs. They’re easy to train and help you with some chores.” He nodded at her. “I have a cat. Though I don’t know if I could call him mine yet.”

“What do you mean?”

“I left him in ND when I moved to L.A. I just see him when I visit my parents now.”

“What’s his name?”

“Thomas.”

Slash laughed. 

“What?”

“Thomas, you know?” He laughed harder.

Y/N frowned at him, not understanding.

Then Slash pointed to the seat in front of him, where Tom was sitting. 

She looked at Tom, then at Slash, then at Tom again and finally understood. Her cat had the same name as Tom. 

Y/N laughed, she had never stopped to realize that until now.

Out in the distance, she didn’t see Duff looking at her and smiling when she laughed. 

----

Arriving in London, they followed up with their normal activities. Did the soundcheck, had an interview and went backstage to get ready.

“Do you think I should tease my hair?” Axl asked Izzy who simply shook his head as a response.

“God, I’m nervous,” Duff said walking back and forth inside the room. “I need more vodka.”

“No more drinking, you need to calm down.” Y/N pointed at him, then pointing to a black couch at the end of the room, meaning that he should sit down.

“That’s why I need vodka, love.” He walked past her, going after more booze.

The nickname made her cheeks burn and she tried her best not to smile.

“Fuck, I’m nervous too.” Slash said.

“Why are you guys so nervous? You’ve done lots of gigs like this before.” She asked, frowning.

“No, we haven’t, Y/N,” Izzy said, sitting on the couch while looking for his cigarettes. “We’re in another country, a whole different crowd.”

“It’s our first time outside from home.” Duff said, reappearing in the room and sitting beside Izzy.

“Plus, It’s Aerosmith, fuck! We can’t fuck this up.” Steven added, while trying to choose a t-shirt. “Y/N. The black or the white one?” He showed her the two blouses.

“The black one.” She pointed with her pen. “You guys just need to breathe, everything will go fine. I’m sure about it.” She smiled at them, trying to calm their nerves. 

“Shit, I think I’m gonna freak out.” Duff exclaimed, drinking almost half the bottle down. 

“Not now. I need you good okay?” Axl crouched in front of him. “Just take long breaths, it’s no big deal.”

Axl started breathing slowly, soon being followed by Duff, that seemed to get calmer.

“Guys, you have to go. You’re in in five minutes.”  She said looking at her wristwatch.

“Fuck! I’m not ready yet!” Axl complained, rushing towards their bags looking for his clothes as he was still in his travel clothing. 

“Oh, God, not today!” Izzy rolled his eyes, starting to smoke the third cigarette.

“What do you want to wear tonight?” She asked, sitting on the floor beside him. 

“My leather pants and the leather waistcoat.” He looked at her. “Find them and I’ll find the shoes and my bandana.” 

Moving to Axl’s second bag she started looking inside, throwing some of the clothes on the ground. “Got the pants!” She yelled, throwing them in his direction. 

“Not this one! I want the cowboy leather pants.” Axl complained.

“Axl!” Izzy interjected. 

“Fine, fine!” He lifted his hands in surrender.

After a few minutes, he was ready, running down the corridors while putting his sneakers on. 

“You should watch the gig,” Steven said. “You’ve never watched one.”

“That’s because I always have to organize your mess.” She giggled a little.

“No, seriously, I think you’d like it.” 

Thinking for a second she answered shrugging. “Why not?” 

“Yeas!” He smiled before getting onstage. 

Finding some equipment boxes on the side-door of the stage, she climbed on a big one, sitting on it and placing her agenda on her side. 

The gig started and she understood why everybody was getting crazy about them. 

Axl moved around as if he had eaten batteries for breakfast, jumping, running, screaming and singing. His voice was incredible and he was fierce, just what you need for a frontman.

Slash had lost all his shyness. Dancing, jumping and playing like a god. Every note that left his guitar sounded magical, precisely right. And even though she couldn’t see his face, she could tell that he loved doing that.

Izzy was like a black cat in the night, that you just notice if you pay attention. He moved around calmly, playing his guitar and singing the backing vocals so peacefully, as if he was born to do that. 

Steven, well, now she understood why they called him popcorn. His hair bounced up and down as his head accompanied the drums he was playing. He smiled and sang along and if he could, she was sure he’d get up and dance to the songs.

But nobody caught her eyes like Duff did. The velocity with which he moved his fingers, the way his head kept up with the beat of the song. The way he walked so majestically with his long legs crossing the stage in a few seconds.

He was beautiful, a masterpiece in her opinion. And she knew that there was no use in trying to fight, she was already in love with him. 

----

After the gig, they did the check-in in the hotel, taking a quick shower before stopping in a restaurant for dinner. 

Joining two tables together, they sat down. Tom and Izzy taking the borders, Axl, Slash and Steven taking one side while Y/N and Duff took the other.

It was a simple restaurant, nothing fancy, and as they talked and ate Y/N couldn’t help but feeling like she was having dinner with old friends of hers.

“So I get home and grandma is complaining that Axl was sleeping on her couch and that she wants him out of the house.” Slash was telling a story about when Axl used to sleep in his basement.  

“I go downstairs and say ‘Axl, you have to find somewhere else to stay, bro’ and he’s like furiously throwing his things inside this backpack while giving me an angry look.”

Axl was laughing at this point.

“We got in my mom’s car and I started driving him towards the place where Izzy was crashing and I was like ‘Why did you sleep on her couch, dude? I had told you not to do that!’ and he looks at me with that ‘I’m gonna kill you look’, he opens the door and jumps out of the car!”

“What?” Y/N asked.

They were all laughing.

“I was pissed.” Axl answered.

“Pissed? None of us saw you for three days!” Slash added while Duff wiped some tears away from his eyes. 

“I needed time to calm down.” Axl replied calmly, still smiling as he lifted his glass to drink from it. 

“This is the best story you guys ever told me!” She said after she stopped laughing.

----

Leaving the restaurant they started walking towards the hotel, they all went in front, leaving Duff and her behind.

It was a cold night in London and Y/N had definitely forgotten that their winter was actually cold.

A cold breeze got her when she turned a corner and she shivered, hugging herself. Her sweater was definitely not enough for a night like that. 

“Here.” She looked to her side and saw Duff taking off his leather jacket and handing it to her.

“You don’t have to.” 

“Y/N. Take the jacket.” He smiled at her.

She took it, her cold fingers touching his warm hand slightly. 

Putting the jacket on she realized it was big on her, the smell of his cologne mixed with Marlboro hit her nostrils and she hugged the jacket closer to her body, wishing that it was him who was involving her. 

A few minutes passed by and they finally reached the hotel. Entering the lobby the warmth welcomed them in and she smiled. 

“On which floor are you?” Duff asked.

“Fourth.” She started to take the jacket off. 

“I’m on the sixth.” 

“Yeah, I know.” She smiled. “Thanks for the jacket, Duff.”

“It’s ok.”

They stopped for a second, looking at each other almost as if they were in trance. 

Duff put a lock of her hair behind her ear and licked his lips.

“Y/N.” Tom’s voice cut the atmosphere, making her jump slightly and look in his direction. “Are you coming?” He pointed to the elevator.

“Yeah, just a sec.” 

Looking at Duff again, she gave him a small smile. “Good night, Duff.”

He leaned down, lightly kissing her cheek. “Good night, Y/N.” 

Getting in her room she quickly changed into some comfy pajamas. She stopped in front of the bathroom mirror when brushing her teeth and soon realized that she was smiling.

Her face seemed to be tickling where his fingers had brushed ever so delicately over. And she could still feel the warmth of his lips against her skin.

“Oh, Y/N. You are so fucked now.” She said to herself, walking towards the bed and jumping on it. 

She laid there, but she couldn’t sleep, his face and voice filling her mind along with the memories of him playing onstage. 

Her hair, which had stayed inside the jacket during the walk to the hotel, was smelling like him.

She turned around, facing the illuminated building in front of the hotel while smiling.

Yes, she was fucked. But she was feeling so happy that she couldn’t even get mad at herself for feeling like this. 

[ladieswttda]

One in a Million

Chap. 2

Description: After arriving in San Francisco, in North America leg tour, Y/N spends more time with the drummer from Motlëy Crüe and the boys from Guns. ( Guess i’m terrible with descriptions lol)

Warnings: Smut, drugs and alcohol mentions, cursing and fluff.

Words: 3188

“Iz please...” Y/N moaned on Izzy’s neck “Good girl.” He kissed her while touching her by the fabric of the underwear, making her moan again during the kiss.

After cuddling with Slash during the whole bus ride, they arrived in San Francisco. The three bands were in the stadium they were going to play the next night, but needed to do the soundcheck today, for everybody unhappiness. Y/N’s band had already finished the soundcheck and everything went so smooth, making the girls receive a lot of compliments from the boys.

As soon her band went out of the stage, Izzy dragged Y/N to the bathroom of the dressing room. And the next thing they knew, the pair was making out like horny teenagers, with Y/N now only with her shirt and panties, and Iz with his button shirt open all the way.

When she was about to open his fly someone started to bang the door with all force “STRADLIN, it’s your turn to do the soundcheck, get your ass out here!!” Izzy put his head between Y/N’s neck and shoulder, panting “You can fuck a groupie after, we have the whole week!” Y/N was so worked out that she didn’t recognized the voice, that wasn’t from anyone from Guns, because they knew their little something with Y/n/N “I’m comin-ng” When he started to answer Y/N palmed his bulge and giggled at his reaction.

They put their articles of clothes they had taken off, and Izzy turned to her “This is not finished” He hold her chin making she look directly at him “Yes, Izzy. Have a good time on stage.” Y/N kissed his mouth then gave a little peck on his nose, making him smile.

When he opened the door, they came face to face to with Tommy “Oh, Y/n/N?” He asked amused “Hi, Tommy!” She gave Izzy another peck and waved him.

In the dressing room was only the girls, and half of the mötley boys, Nikki and Tommy. Y/N sat in the couch between him and Sofia ,closing her eyes, but opening them as soon as Tommy called her again “So you two... you two are something?” She laughed at his statement making him confused “Us?” He nodded “Tommy sweetheart, I sleep with all of them.” She laughed even harder when his eyes popped out.

From the corner of her eye, she could see Blake and Nikki interacting with each other, they looked kinda cute, but she knew it wasn’t something to drag about, because like Y/N, Blake loved to be single and enjoyed every single moment sleeping with anyone she wanted.

“What you girls want to do tonight?” Ayla asked from the ground where she was tuning her guitar “I think me and drummer girl will ask some pizzas, and drink the three litters of diet coke she bought.” Blake answered with a giggle “I totally agree.” Y/N winked at Blake.

“And you Sofs?” She asked the blonde “Hmm, i’m invited to the pizza party?” Both Y/N and Blake said ‘yes’ with a smile “I’m going to the pizza party.” Sofia winked at Ayla.

“Boys?” Tommy looked at Y/N then to Blake “You can came too.” Y/N assured him putting a hand on his arm “So I guess I’m coming too.” He smiled “Nikki? You can came too if you want...” Blake said with a smirk “Okie.” He winked at the bassist making her smirk bigger.

“Oh, I think i’m going too.” Ayla said shrugging “Of course you are, babes. There’s no party without you!” Y/N said sending a imaginary kiss to the guitarist, who accepted with a wink.

Y/N started to talk with Tommy after without success trying to sleep, because not after five minutes the girls decided what they wanted to do in the night, Vince came with two groupies and they were fucking in the bathroom like animals.

Sofia and Ayla, had already gone to the hotel and Blake was jamming with Nikki in the hallway.

“Hey, Y/n/N?” Tommy asked “Yes,Tommy?” She looked up from her nails “Do you want to go for a walk? I guess Vince is going to take some time with them...” Y/N laughed and nodded “Of course, do you think he wants to come later?” He got up and banged the door.

“VINCE!! Do you want to come later to the girls room for booze and pizza?” And as if nothing was happening inside the tiny bathroom, Vince answered with the most normal voice “Yeah, course!” Tommy nodded as if he could see him and turned to Y/N “I think the lady has the answer” She laughed and took his extended hand, and walking to the door.

Walking for some minutes in a comfortable silence, Y/N said “Please don’t do any drugs at our room? We are not much into that, just some weed sometimes...” She said the last part a little bit lower making him laugh “This rule I think we can respect, hot stuff.” Tommy winked “Hot stuff.” Y/N giggled and shook her head.

“What?! Just the truth!” He said in her ear, laughing “Thanks for the complement, I’m just used to the guys using other kinds of pet names.” He stopped and looked directly into her eyes kinda worried “Do you feel uncomfortable? I can stop,...” Y/N put a hand on his shoulder and shook her head “It’s alright, I think it’s cute” She shrugged and he smiled relieved.

They walked a little more, than stopped besides the stage where the guys were finishing their set.

“How you met them?” Tommy asked Y/N who had her eyes locked with Axl offering him a smile which he returned with another.

“Well,” She returned her eyes to Tommy, who was already staring at her small form “Me and the girls studied the whole life together, and Ayla is Slash’s twin.”

“Yeah man, they are almost the same, it’s like she is him in the female version!” Y/N laughed loudly “I always say this!” He laughed with her, making some crew mates look at them.

“So then, we studied with Stevie too. So when they got together as Guns, it was just natural for us to become a big gang.” Y/N smiled at the old memories, she loved every single moment spent beside her friends.

“That’s really nice, man! It’s good to meet you girls too, you four killed when you’re playing!” She blushed “Especially you, the way you drum it’s fucking awesome, and how hot you look? Gezz almost died right here!” She smirked and got on the tips of her feet, and whispered on his ear “Thanks,you’re not so bad for yourself.” Y/N winked at him and turned to the boys that were coming out the stage.

“Y/N! Tommy! I thought you would be already gone by now!” Steven gave the pair a hug and turned to Y/N “The pizza thing is still up?” She nodded and kissed his cheek “Of course blondie, after you take a shower you are more then welcomed at mine’s and Blake’s room.”

“I heard pizza party?” Duff hugged Y/N from behind and she nodded “Sweet.” He kissed her head and walked to the dressing room.

Axl said hi for you and Tommy, and following Duff right after. Then lastly Izzy and Slash come together, both giving you a kiss on the cheek, making your smile grow.

“Y/n/N are you free now or later is better?” Izzy asked with hopeful eyes “I think later Iz, I need to take a shower and get the room sorted, okay?” He nodded and gave her another kiss on the cheek “Okay, sweets.” With that he walked off.

“God man? Why don’t we have a fucking friend like you?” Tommy said shaking his head “We are friends now, Tommy.” She giggled at his face “Yeah, but not like this!” V/N shook her head laughing “I’m going to the hotel, are going after with your boys or do you want to come with me?” He looked at ceiling thinking “I think it’s better for me to wait Vince, and look for Mick, but thanks Y/n/N.”

“No problem, Toms. See you later!” She got on her top toes and gave him a kiss on the cheek, making him smirk, and with that she went back to the hotel.

-

After some good two hours the girls were already together in Blake’s and Y/N’s room gossiping as always.

“I’m telling you, Y/N!” Ayla exclaimed “Call him!” The other girls nodded.

“I don’t know... maybe-“ Suddenly someone knocked até the door interrupting her “Coming!” Y/N got to the door and opened to review all the boys from mötley.

“Hi, Y/N.” Nikki said with a smirk and she waved “Hi boys! Come in, come in!” Y/N let the four of them enter and closed the door.

“Your room is very neat.” Tommy said after all of them say hi to the girls “We just got here, Tommy.” Blake answered the tall drummer.

“You say that because you didn’t see his room, it’s the shitiest thing.” Mick said rolling his eyes and murmuring a curse while rubbing his back “Are you okay?” Sofia asked.

“Yeah, I’m just very fucking old.” Y/N got up from the bed and sorted the pillows “Sit here, it’s gonna be better for you.” He shook his head “There’s no need, kid” She rolled her eyes at his stubbornness “Yes there is, sit there.” She said firmly and he sat on the stop “Thank you.” Y/N smiled “No problem.”

Right after someone knocked on the door and not even waiting, they entered the room, but Y/N already knew who was it “Hi boys!” Sofia said hugging one by one “Hi Sofs.” They said in unison.

Slash went directly to Ayla, bothering her as always “Hi sis.” She just smiled, knowing really well he was about to start annoying her.

Duff sat on the ground with Blake and Nikki, more like a bassist reunion.

Y/N never realized how close Tommy and Steven were, it was kinda cute how excited they looked when they were having a conversation.

Axl was asking the pizzas with Sofia on the phone and Vince was talking with Mick.

And finally Izzy, that as soon he entered the room, sat besides Y/N on the small couch. They were talking when Izzy pulled her to his lap “And that was for?” She did a questioning face at him, who cheaply smirked “And now I can’t kiss you?” She rolled her eyes but closed the gap between them, making Slash whistle in the back, receiving a middle finger from Y/N.

“Guys, the vodka and whiskey, and whatever alcohol you want are in mini fridge, some are in closet.” Sofia explained gesturing with her hands “VODKA!” Duff screamed making Y/N and Izzy laugh breaking the kiss “He is so weird...” He nuzzled on her neck “Let him be, he is happy with not so much.” Y/N shrugged and gave him peck, turning into a heated kiss.

“Get a fucking room!” Blake screamed “Well statistic speaking, I’m already in my room.” Y/N turned to Blake, who was already sticking her tongue.

“Let’s play a game?” Stevie asked “How old are you? Ten?” Axl said making Steven’s smile fall “Don’t be so fucking rude to him, Axl. If you don’t want to play just don’t fucking play.” Y/N rolled her eyes at the grumpy redhead.

Izzy giggled at how mad Y/N always got when someone mistreated Steven “So hot when you are mad...” He pinched Y/N’s ass making her poke his cheek “You are really horny, aren’t you?” Izzy smirked “Not my fault you walk around with this shorts, that look more like underwear...” Y/N giggled and shook her head “Ayla said the same, but I liked.” She shrugged.

Izzy kissed one more time her jaw and pushed her up “Oh, I liked it too. Let’s play your baby boy friend game.” They got up and walked where they made a circle on the floor.

“So we are playing truth or dare, Stevie?” Slash asked “Yeah, but if you don’t do it the dare or don’t answer, you need to drink a shot.” Vince smirked “Now we are talking” Everybody laughed and the game started.

-

“It was terrible! I think I spend some good months without sex, because I thought it was going to be that shit again” Y/N laughed tipsy at how she lost her virginity, question directly from Nikki “ I guarantee that not all bassist are bad in sex” He offered a smirk “Oh, I know.” She winked at Duff’s direction making him smirk and wink back.

She was about to spin the bottle when the bell buzzed “PIZZA!” She and Sofia screamed and ran to the door “Hi!” They exclaimed at the boy “Hello, ten pizzas, for... Y/N Y/l/N?” Y/N nodded her head with a smile “It will be 80 dollars.” She put the money on his hand“Keep the change” He smiled muttering a ‘thank you’ and walked away.

When the both girls settled the pizzas on the table was like a click, the food didn’t last more than one hour.

“Gosh, you guys eat like fucking animals.” Y/N said burping “It’s not every day we have free pizza, hon.” She laughed at Vince statement “Let’s go back to the game, It was getting interesting...” Nikki smirked.

“Okay, okay. It was my turn to spin.” Y/N span the bottle that stopped at Blake “Truth or dare, Blakie Blakie?” She thought for some seconds “Dare.” Everybody cheered “Ok... I dare you to make out with Nikki!” He looked at her with a smirk, so she got on her knees and stop in front of him. They stared at each other and Blake leaned in kissing him, making everyone scream.

After some good seconds, they broke apart and she winked at him, getting back to her place “My turn...” Blake did the same and for her luck stopped at Y/N again “Truth or dare, drummer girl?”

“Dare.” She said like it was nothing and Blake gave her the kinkiest smirk “I dare YOU make out with any boy from mötley, you choose.” All of them looked at Y/N and she looked directly at her pray.

Crawling in her knees, she stopped in front of Tommy “Take your hands out of your lap.” It was like he was hypnotized, but did what the girl told him. Putting a thigh each side of his lap, she sat and whispered on his ear “Good boy.” Tommy tensed and Y/N smiled at his body reaction. The rest of the guys were whistling at them making Y/N even more confident.

She leaned and connected their lips, one hand on his neck and another on his hair. For a tiny second he didn’t move, but suddenly he got his senses back and kissed her back. Tommy put his hands on her back, but it didn’t stoped there, one grabbing the ruts of her hair and the other went lower, grabbing her ass with such force that made her moan into his mouth.

At this moment all the attention in the room was in the drummers intoxicating kiss. The only noise was the soft music in the radio and their soft moans. But what made Tommy do a even louder sound, was when Y/N rolled her hips against his formed bulge and he broke the kiss moaning like they were alone in the room.

“God, you must be a hell of chick. Look how Tommy is almost done?” Vince laughed with Nikki, and then everyone started to laugh with them.

Y/N was still staring him and waiting him to open his eyes. When he opened them, she smiled “Hi” Tommy laughed “You are going to be death of me...” And kissed her one more time, making Y/N gasp because of the suddenness.

After some more minutes, Y/N got back to her old place. The gang played for another hour when mostly part of them needed to sleep because of tomorrow’s gig.

“Blake? I’m going to sleep at Izzy’s room okay?” Blake gave her thumps up and shoot her a wink.

Nikki and the boys decided to go to a bar down the road, and the other two girls were sleeping in with Blake, because in their word, they haven’t finished the gossiping.

Going hand in hand with Izzy, and with the boys in the elevator, she put her head on his shoulder “Today was fun.” Slash snickered “Of course, you almost had sex with Tommy Lee in front of us....” Y/N smacked him in the arm “Fuck off.” Izzy laughed and hugged her waist “Let the girl live.” She kissed his cheek.

The elevator got into their floor, Slash and Axl gave Y/N a hug and goodnight, going to the left. Duff hugged her and kissed her cheek as always muttering the same, and lastly Steven “Goodnight, Y/n/N. Love you.” She smiled and kissed his cheek “Night, Stevie. I love you too.” Both blondes walked to right.

The pair walked to Izzy’s room, him closing the door while she took her shoes off and laying down on the bed, making grab hands to him. Izzy laughed, but crawled on top of her, staying between her legs and with one hand on her hip and another on her beautiful face “Thought you wanted to finished what you started with him...” Izzy touched her jaw delicately with his finger “I would never to this to you, Iz. My friendship with you and the boys, the girls too, are beyond anything else.” He smiled and kissed her gently.

“You know that we love you, right? Even if we are not committed and everything, me and the guys love you.” Izzy was never the one to open about his feelings, but with Y/N he felt the need to be true and always say what he was feeling “Of course Iz, I love the five of you! My five punk bastards!” He laughed so much that made his tummy hurt “You crazy drummer, one moment making everything soft, then making me crack like a crazy.” He kissed her again, squeezing her hips “And let’s not forget when I make you all so hard that hurts.” Y/N winked and he hissed, already feeling his pants tight “Unfortunately I can’t deny, you are too hot too handle. Every time gets better.” She grabbed his face and connected their lips again “You are so cute!” She said when they break the kiss “Shut up” He rolled his eyes blushing a little “Make me.” Izzy smirked and shook his head “I have some other ideas.” He winked and the night began.

taglist: @harley-m-rose​ @roger-taylors-car​ @judeknight​ ( if want to be added, just send me a message or reblog REQUESTING )

[writingmyanxietyaway]

True loves kiss | Harry Holland

Request by anon:  43 with harry pls!

Word count: 910

Warning: none, just fluff

Note: not my picture! 

I’m assuming you mean Harry Holland, if not then you get this as a bonus lol. Also, I don’t know if they actually have a beach house in LA, but a girl can dream for the sake of her fanfic. Hope you like it, darling! Much love, Mer xx

#43 -  “I like the way your hand fits in mine.”

_________

Harry and you had been seeing each other for a few months and it was safe to say you were very close to being an actual couple. You met via a mutual friend of yours - your best friend. She introduced you on one of her art expositions where Harry was taking pictures and where you took care of the drinks and food. You immediately hit off. You found him funny, handsome and most importantly genuinely interested in who you were. You never really had that connection with any of your past boyfriends. Harry found you sweet, adorable even, caring and real. It was refreshing to see someone like that after meeting so many fake girls on the press tours with Tom.

You and Harry talked about it a while ago and you both wanted to take the relationship further. So now you were sitting in the car with Harry on a family trip to their beach house in LA. You were shitting bricks, because you were meeting his family for the first time. He told you they’d all love you , but you couldn’t help but be insecure for some reason. When you arrived at the airport in London, you were quickly met with arms wrapping around you. Nikki was the first to step towards you and all your nerves fell away in an instant. You were chatting with Dom for a while until it was time to check in.

“Do you think they like me?” you whispered to Harry when you were waiting on everyone to check in their bags. He chuckled a little and wrapped one arm around your neck.

“I think they love you more than they’ll ever love me..”

“Hey! That’s not true, you’re their son - they have to love you!” you said, bumping your hips against his. “You’re so cute and childish. Just the things I love about you,” he said, winking when he saw a blush rise on your cheeks.

Your heart fluttered when he said he loved you. Sure, you had been dating for a while, but you hadn’t shared an actual kiss on the lips before not told each other you loved one another. You were both ready to say it and you definitely felt the same about the other, but you were just waiting on the right moment. The two of you were chatting for a while and Nikki noticed how happy her son looked. She hadn’t seen him this excited and loving about a girl before and it warmed her heart to see how happy you made him. 

The rest of the trip went quite smoothly. You and Harry shared a duo pod together and basically slept most of the trip. Paddy and Sam mostly teased the two of you without you knowing, while Tom took the liberty of snapping a few cute photo’s of you laying in each others arms. When you arrived at the house, it was safe to say your jaw dropped to the floor. It was huge, had apparently more than 7 bedrooms, a pool and a private beach. 

You and Harry and Nikki and Dom obviously shared a room together, while the others claimed a room to themselves. Due to the timezones it was now late at night and Paddy came with the idea to make a bonfire. All of you agreed, changed into more comfortable clothes and gathered around the fire. Sam and Tom took care of the marshmellow’s while you and Harry grabbed some blankets. You and Harry were being annoyingly cute by feeding each other sickingly sweet s’mores. You all talked for a while and soon enough everyone went to bed, except the two of you.

“They absolutely love you, darling. I don’t think I’ve ever seen them this accepting and loving about any of my girlfriends,” he mumbled agaist your shoulder. You were sitting on his lap, a snuggly blanket covering the two of you.

“Oh, so I am now officially your girlfriend?” you said, your cheeks blushing. He stared at you with raised eyebrows.

“Is grass green?” 

“Oh shut up Mr. Smarty Pants,” you giggled. You fell into a comfortable silence while you stared at the fire. The soft sound of wood burning was so relaxing you didn’t notice Harry taking your hand in his.

“I like the way you hand fits in mine,” he whispered loud enough for you to hear. You turned you head to look at him, but he was already looking at you with a soft smile on his lips.

“I do too,” you whispered back. You saw his eyes flicker from your eyes to your lips and your heart jumped in your chest. He placed a hand on your cheek and leaned in slowly. You leaned into his touch and your eyes fluttered closed when you felt your lips touch. A spark went off inside you and you wrapped your arms around his neck. He held your face softly while caressing your cheek with his thumb. You pulled away after a few seconds. You got lost in each other eye’s until you spoke.

“Harry Holland, I love you so much, you can’t even imagine.” Your heart was beating loudly in your chest and you were positive Harry could feel it.

“Y/N Y/L/N, I love you more than you could ever know,” he told you, sincerity prominent in his voice as he leaned in again and captured his lips with yours again.

[manuelmueller]

pls... do ALL OF IT FOR NUELE

oof fam ooof (jk i LOVE THEM) (i crossed out a few that i had no idea how to answer or wasn’t bothered but OTHER THAN THAT) (yes all those 300 word questions kinda became a short fic you can read on ao3 here)

–––––– I tried to put this under a cut but it kept fucking up so HERE I GUESS

1. What are things they both find funny?

Little things. Weird tweets from their teammates. Leon stumbling over his shoelaces. The way Sven gets exasperated with them so quickly. A leaf blowing straight into someone’s face. Everything can make them giggle, pretty much, cause they make each other gleeful, giggly, bubbling AHHHHHH

2. If they could each describe each other in one sentence, what would it be? “Nikki is … he’s my person.” – “Alex made me realize that love can be wonderful, and kind, and fulfilling, and everything, and I love him.”

3. If they complimented each other, what would they say? Alex would talk about Nikki’s wide smile, his enthusiasm and his unbroken optimism despite going through some shit, his kinda heart and his sunshine personality. Nikki would mention Alex’ resilience, the way how he rises above the shit people talk about him and how he came out being a great person still. Also, the way his chuckles sound in the morning and the way his hair looks like spun copper in sunlight and the freckles on his cheeks and shoulders.

4. What would be their ship name? NÜLE we did a great job pairing up two of the very few dudes who have an ü in their last name huh

5. What activities do they enjoy together? Football (duh), watching dumb TV shows they can laugh at together. Cuddling on the couch. Cooking. Accompanying the other on his respective hobby and whining about how silly it is (Alex goes fishing, Nikki plays golf) but yet loving every second they get to spend with their s/o doing what they love. Also actually another couple they’re friends with kinda drags them hiking sometimes and they actually kinda like it, too.

6. What is/are their love language(s)? Actually probably it’s Quality Time for them both tbh (you could change my mind, tho)

7. Write a ~300 word love scene for them.

READ HERE

8. What were their first impressions of each other? ‘Yeah he’s a talented goalie, I wouldn’t mind to play in his defense .... oh shit is he smiling? He’s smiling. Oh fuck he’s so cute, I’m so gay, help. heLP’ – ‘Süle? Oh yeah, I’ve heard a lot about him. I mean, how could I have not? It’s in my job description to know about the best defenders. Can’t believe it took us so long to meet in person, tho. Nikki it is, okay. Wow, I’m .... is that a spark that I’m feeling? Sure, great idea, develop a crush on your first day on a new team, well done. Is it a crush? (a month later) yep, definitely a crush’

9. Have they made each other cry? with HAPPINESS, yeah

10. Write a ~300 word argument scene for them.

READ HERE

11. What causes them to fight? Genuinely can’t picture them fighting, but probably more like jokingly arguing about chores like who should take out the trash. Also football can cause a strain too, I mean, sometimes they lose games and either of them or both are partially to blame and while they’d never blame each other even if it’s true, the unspoken dissatisfaction hovering in the air between them can cause things to be quite awkward for a few hours and one night.

12. Do they have differing political opinions?

13. Name something they would never do for the other person. Lose any kind of game – as athletes they’re quite competitive, even when it comes to board games and the like. Tho they’re not above conceding when it’s obvious they loose.

14. What would be a dealbreaker? Sharing the other’s secrets to someone the other doesn’t trust enough, and also not liking pets (luckily they do)

15. What are traits they dislike in one another? Nikki gets a bit reckless sometimes. Drinking too much, doing vaguely dangerous things cause he’s excited and hyped with his friends (why the heck would you climb on that shed when it’s too high to jump down and you don’t have a ladder?? you already have bad knees, Nikki!) and Alex Worries, ok? Alex on the other hand can get quite broody and taciturn when he’s not okay, not sharing what bothers him even when Nikki asks. Nikki just wants to help, but being stubborn is a goalkeeper thing

16. If they broke up, what would be their opinions of each other?

17. What senses (sights, smells, feelings, etc). remind them of each other? Nikki thinks of Alex on windy but bright spring days, and whenever he smells his shower gel. Alex’ rumbling laugh causes the butterflies on his stomach to flutter their wings, and his bare hands when he just pulls his glove on seem to be made to be settled on Nikki’s arms, his shoulder, his waist. Nikki to Alex is a freshly cut pitch, petrichor raising from the streets in summer, warm coca cola from a bottle left outside and forgotten. He’s a sunrise, a smile flashed over the shoulder, a laugh shared with Leon, Jo, Serge, Thomas …

18. What would be their love motto?

19. If they could each write a single line in their marriage vows, what would they be? “Alex, you taught me everything I know about love. You taught to forgive, to move on and I found a forever home in you.” – “I feel the sun rise every time I hear your laugh, bean, I feel born anew every time I reach for your hand and you take it. I would still be adrift without it.”

20. What is a promise they have made to each other? That they will never let get football between them. No jealousy if one is called up for the NT and one isn’t. If they ever played for rival clubs, they wouldn’t let it get between them. If something happens during a game, it in the end won’t be a factor in their private life. It’s hard sometimes, cause they’re only human, but a vow to try and to resolve things is the best they can do, and they always do

21. How have they changed each other for the better/for the worse? They’re each other’s first boyfriend – Nikki especially has been disappointed/rejected when confessing his feelings before, so he’s really a bit reluctant when opening up to Alex, and Alex does everything he can to make him open up more again on that level and succeeds at it too. Nikki is just a constant sunshine in Alex’ life, who after announcing his transfer didn’t have the easiest time, so it’s really great to have someone who makes him remember the light-heartedness life can have when you spend it with the right people. And well, they both grow quite chatty around each other, and have been shushed by quite a few people who just want to sleep on the bus ride … (from here)

22. If their lives were what was originally intended at birth, would they have still fallen in love? Who can even tell? Who knows if they were both supposed to end up at Bayern. Who knows if they wouldn’t have had someone else from the beginning. When they were born, neither of their families probably expected to have a son-in-law instead of a daughter in law. But they’re happy with the life they got. Happy they got each other. Cause they won’t have it any other way anymore

23. Write a ~300 scene between them with no dialogue, only body language.

READ HERE

24. What is something they have each had to forgive the other for? Again, football, when either of them fucks up during a get. pride is a difficult thing to best, sometimes, but they’re learning

25. What moves do they know work on the other? Alex knows exactly how to let his voice dip, knows how to touch Nikki’s waist to make him know, knows what to say and when only uses his voice with deliberation. Nikki is a bit more thoughtless in his approach, often just communicating his appeal unbeknownst to him, because Alex loves him most in those moments when he’s just free, simply himself, laughing and smiling and so beautiful. He doesn’t need to do anything, really, tho if he does, a look is enough.

26. What are their favorite parts about physical affection/sex? Literally just being close and warm and at home and ofc the thrill of sharing that all not with a stranger you barely know but with someone who knows you inside and out :3 (pun fully intended, in this case)

27. Do they have any kinks/fetishes that they share? Nikki is really into Alex’ voice. Like really into it. That deep yet soft voice always makes his spine tingle and his stomach hop and other …. areas interested, as well :3c He also likes Alex’ back especially when it arches so delicately Alex really like Nikki’s tattoos, he’s absolutely fascinated by them and sometimes maybe even wishes Nikki had a few more – tho that’s not a kink really, is it. But they just complete the perfect package that is his boyfriend :’3 But no, in general they keep it pretty vanilla for now, just getting comfortable with each other, learning each other, studying with eyes, hands, lips

28. Write a ~300 fantasy one of them has about the other.

READ HERE

29. What are each of their signature foreplay moves? Alex whispers hushed words into Nikki’s neck, kisses his jawline, lets his hands ran up and down Nikki’s side, skilled, gentle yet insistent and talking of what’s yet to come, teasing and nipping before finally reaching down, creating the contact that Nikki wanted for so long. Nikki lets his hands simply rest on Alex’ hips, his shoulders, his heck, warm and familiar and hot and hotter with every second as he steals kiss after kiss before sliding down, sitting before him, leaning in …

30. Write a short exchange of dirty talk between them. “Alex?” “Bean?” “You look so good. Do you have any idea how good you look?” laughs “Bean, you’re drunk” frowns “Ok, maybe a little. But I love you, you know? I wanna lick you all over.” blushes a bit “Nikki, everyone’s looking.” “Nah, they’re all busy drinking. Dancing. Probably fucking in the storage closet, in some cases” he giggles. they both know who he’s talking about. he puts his chin on Alex’ shoulder “Wanna get out of here?” “Now?” “Hmm.” he kisses his neck, licks gently behind his ear “no one will care. please. let me.” “Yeah? Well, bean, then who am I to deny you” THIS SUCKS!!!

31. What do they love to do after sex? They often just lay there face to face, noses almost touching, eyes almost falling close as they exchange light, playful pecks, hands entwined, legs a tangled mess. It’s all really cute and mushy but they wouldn’t have it any other way – also! laughing!! There’s a lot of cheerful, content giggling especially in the afterglow as they are still entangled in the sleepiness and the amazing feeling of just being together. (from here)

32. Do they enjoy morning or night sex? They both quickly wake up in the morning, ready to face the day, but yet … there’s nothing better than half-sleepy morning sex, smiling and tasting the fresh air and each other’s morning breath because of the familiarity, the comfort of gazing upon each other drenched in the first sunlight, not hidden away by shadows. This is real. This is them.

[hazza-bear-care]

Babie Crue (6/?)

A/N: Can someone teach me how to make a master list? I really want to make it easier for new readers to find all parts to Babie Crue. Also, I just found the album for The Heroin Diaries! IT FUCKING SLAPS! 1000000/10 would recommend!

Description: After locking Cam and Tommy in a broom closet, the band almost misses soundcheck. The show then runs smoothly, but someone recognizes Cam when she comes on stage for “Your Song”.

Warnings: FLUFFY TOMMY AND CAM, angst? Swearing, mentions of abuse, drinking, and drug use.

~~~~~~~

The band let Cam finish getting ready for the show, despite the fact that they physically could not pull Tommy away from his new love. Cam quickly pecked Tommy’s lips, of course with the promise that he would receive more, then ducked back into her room to adjust her outfit. The band ditched her, hurrying as fast as they could to the venue in order to make soundcheck, but Tommy left a twenty on the door handle before he left, covering Cam’s cab fare. Doc was furious with the band and pulled Cam off to the side when she arrived as well. 

“What the fuck happened, Cam? I thought I told you to keep them on time!” Doc whisper shouted, pulling Cam away from the stage. 

“Doc, they were on time! Nikki and Vince decided a last minute game of 7 Minutes in Heaven was more important. They wouldn’t let me out, okay?”

“Who’d they lock you with? Mick? ‘Cause that fucker needs to get laid like it’s nobody’s business.” Doc joked, taking Grace out of Cam’s arms as they all walked back to see how soundcheck was going. 

“No, actually. They locked me in with...Tommy.” Cam admitted, hanging her head low, the floor suddenly more interesting than Doc’s disapproving look. 

“You have the hots for Tommy? I woulda pegged you a Nikki girl if I’m being honest.” Doc joked again, nudging Cam’s shoulder with his. 

“You’re not mad?” Cam questioned, mildly shocked. 

“Of course not. Why would I be?”

“Employees aren’t supposed to fall in love with the band.” Cam explained.

“Ah, but you’re not an employee, Cam. You’re a friend of the band that just happened to need money. There’s a loophole for everything, right?” Cam nodded and smiled at Doc, a silent thank you for everything he’s done since the tour started. Grace giggled as Vince danced like an idiot to get his niece's attention before going back to center stage and continuing “Looks that Kill”. Doc excused himself, muttering something about how off the lighting was. Grace wanted more attention from her family on stage and almost backflipped out of Cam’s arms to get it. 

“They’ll come back later, pretty girl. Let’s get you fed, alright?” Cam left to the greenroom, bumping into Zutaut. 

“Hey, Cam! Guess what?” Tom asked excitedly, almost like a child. Cam tried not to roll her eyes, but she turned her attention back to the A&R rep. 

“What, Tom?” 

“Motley is gonna have a meet and greet tonight! Thousands of people were chosen at random to meet the band. Isn’t that great?” 

“Yeah, actually it is! Finally Elektra is doing something right. Can you hold Grace a second? I swear, Zutaut, if you drop her it won’t just be me you have to deal with.” Tom gulped as he gingerly held the baby girl in his arms. Cam fixed a bottle for her daughter, shaking the bottle to combine everything. Grace almost did another trapeze act as her chubby hands grabbed the bottle and brought it to her lips. Cam took Grace back and they made their way back to the stage, soundcheck almost over. 

“Alright, guys. Show starts at 9, and afterwards, your very first meet and greet! You’re gonna do great!” Tom left, probably to go find Doc. Tommy then came up to Cam and wrapped an arm around her shoulders, placing a kiss to her hair. 

“Hey, come here!” Tommy pulled Cam towards his drum kit, sitting on the stool and patting his lap. 

“Tommy, no! I can’t play your drums! You won’t even let Nikki play them.” Cam argued. 

“Well, I’m not dating Nikki, now am I?” Tommy smirked, causing Cam to blush and adjust Grace on her hip. 

“No, you’re not. But what do I do with Gracie?”

“Give her to Mick, but come back here, okay?” Cam nodded and made her way over to Mick, who automatically went into dad mode as Grace was transferred to him. Cam smiled at Mick, who of course smiled back and nodded back in the direction of Tommy, the drummer practically bouncing out of his skin. 

“You ready?” Tommy asked as Cam made her way back to him, trying to get comfortable on his lap. He handed her the drumsticks, adjusting her grip as needed. 

“What do I play?” Cam asked, poorly trying to mimic how Tommy spun the sticks between his fingers. Tommy chuckled and kissed Cam’s cheek as he steadied her hands over the drums. 

“How about this, count to three. On one and two, hit the snare. On three, the cymbal. It’ll sound a little like We Will Rock You.” Tommy guided her hands at first, pointing out which drum was the snare, then letting go and resting his hands on Cam’s thighs. 

Cam was ecstatic. She messed up a couple times, but quickly got the hang of it, slightly speeding up.

“Great! Now with your right foot, tap the hammer for the bass drum. Add that one to the snare.” Cam did as she was told, the familiar melody of the Queen song echoing through the empty arena. She was so caught up in what she was doing, she didn’t realize everyone else had grabbed their instruments and joined in the jam session. 

“Buddy, you’re a boy, make a big noise, playing in the streets, gonna be a big man some day! You got mud on your face, you big disgrace, kicking your can all over the place. Singing!” When Vince started singing, Cam jumped and almost dropped the sticks, but Tommy kept her on beat

“WE WILL, WE WILL, ROCK YOU!” Everyone joined in on the chorus and eventually, they all made it through the song, including Mick’s version of Brian May’s guitar solo, which Cam thought was a little better than the original. Everyone applauded Cam as she turned and hid her bright red face in her flannel. 

“You should replace Tommy. You’re good for an amateur.”  Vince commented as Tommy wrapped his arms around Cam’s waist and placed a few kisses on her neck. 

“I agree. Too bad we can’t play We Will Rock You for every show.” Nikki added, teasing Cam slightly. 

“Doors open in three!” someone yelled, breaking up the impromptu jam session. Tommy had been so preoccupied, his hair and makeup weren’t done, which horrified Cam. Hair and make up couldn’t be done in three minutes, but Cam knew Ruby was magic in a crunch. 

“Go get ready, Tommy.” Doc ordered, interrupting the new couple’s cuddle session behind the drums. Tommy nodded and kissed Cam on her cheek as he left. Cam hid her gaze from Doc, a knowing smile splitting his face in two, and scurried to the greenroom. Thankfully, Grace had fallen asleep in Mick’s arms and the guitarist placed her on the couch, adjusting the pillows so she wouldn’t fall onto the floor. 

~~~~~~~

“Okay, y ’all, you know the drill! We have a very special friend on tour with us, and every night, her baby girl falls asleep to this song! We’d like to bring her out, but we’re gonna need some help in serenading this amazing creature! Can y ’all do that?!” The crowd bellowed in response to Vince’s question as Tommy moved to the piano. 

“You heard them, Cam! Get your cute ass out here!” Tommy bellowed into his own mic as Cam made her way to the stage. Tommy winked at her as she shuffled onto the stool placed next to Vince and the chords for “Your Song” started playing. 

Everyone was singing, serenading Cam, except for one person. He was enjoying the show, and he knew about this tribute, but no one he knew had ever been close enough to identify Cam. He almost dropped his drink when she came out on stage looking happy and safe. He hated that. He wanted her to burn. And he had the perfect excuse to get close to her: Motley Crue’s meet and greet.

~~~~~~~

The song ended, which meant the show was over. The boys bowed and left the stage, Tommy and Nikki wrapping their arms around Cam’s shoulders as they escorted her off stage. Doc quickly ushered all of them to a separate room where the meetup was going to happen. Fans were quickly arriving, the line filled with a loud buzzing of excitement. 

“Cam, we’re gonna have you greet people as well, but while they wait in line. Is that cool with you?” Zutaut asked, escorting her to the front of the line. 

“Yeah! Find someone to watch Grace for me? Please don’t let it be another groupie; they’ll just try to steal her ‘cause all of Motley has touched her.” 

“On it, doll. Have fun!” Zutaut left Cam to deal with the excited fans that were waiting. She spotted a little girl, maybe four years old, and immediately went towards her.

“Hi sweetie! What’s your name?” Cam asked, kneeling to meet the girl’s eyeline. 

“My name’s Lucy! And you’re Cam!” 

“I am! Lucy is a very pretty name! Are you excited to meet the band?” Cam smiled so brightly, her cheeks hurt. 

“Yes! I mostly wanted to meet you though.” Lucy answered, suddenly getting shy and hiding behind her dad’s leg. 

“Oh yeah? Well besides me, who’s your favorite in the band?”

“Nikki. He’s pretty!” Cam giggled at Lucy’s answer. Cam stood and held out her hand, which Lucy happily took. Cam escorted the little girl and her parents to the room where the band was, and Lucy squealed loudly. 

“Who’s this pretty lady?” Vince asked, kneeling onto the floor, the rest of the band following. 

“This is Lucy! She’s so excited to meet you, isn’t that right?” Lucy nodded, suddenly shy again, but opting to hide behind Cam instead of her dad. 

“Hey, sweetheart! Did you like the show?” Tommy asked. Lucy nodded again. Cam knelt in front of Lucy, running her fingers through her soft blonde hair. 

“Do you want me to introduce you to them? I promise they’re not as scary as they look, it’s just a lot of makeup and hairspray.” Lucy nodded, a smile on her face as Cam lifted up the girl in her arms. 

“This is Mick, and Tommy. That’s Vince, and your favorite on the end is..?”

“NIKKI!!” Lucy squealed as she reached for the bassist. Nikki welcomed Lucy with open arms, the girl squeezing her tiny arms around his neck. Cam smiled at the interaction, shook her parent’s hands, and left the family with Motley. 

As she left to go meet more fans, she couldn’t believe how much the band had changed since Grace had been around. Cam had heard stories about little kids meeting their favorite band, but she’d never seen an interaction like that before. 

Making her way down the line, shaking hands and talking to more fans, a hand popped out from deep within the line and grabbed Cam’s wrist. 

“Hello, gorgeous.” Cam’s heart dropped to her feet as her eyes followed the hand to it’s owner. 

“Dev...” Cam’s throat dried as she choked on his name, a sick smile gracing his lips. 

“Oh so you do remember me. I thought you’d be too busy fucking Motley Crue to notice me.” Cam tried to pull her and away, but Dev’s grip was iron on her wrist. 

“Dev, you need to let me go.” Cam protested as Dev pulled her to his chest, face so close she could smell the beer on his breath. 

“Oh no, I’m not letting you go again. Come on, we’re leaving.” Dev pulled her away from the fans, the altercation turning a few heads. As they made their way down the line, someone grabbed Dev’s shoulder in a futile attempt to help free Cam. Dev’s fist flew through the guy, landing on his nose with a sickening crack. The man fell to the ground, but Dev didn’t flinch as he continued to force Cam away from prying eyes. 

“Excuse me, where are you taking Cam?” Zutaut questioned as the pair exited the meeting area. 

“I’m her boyfriend. Our daughter is sick at home and I had to find Cam so she could help with our child. Right, sweetie?” Cam nodded slowly, but silently prayed Tom would go get Doc or someone equally as strong. 

“Hmm. Strange. You must have her confused with someone else with the same name. That’s Vince’s groupie. Been trailing her around for the last three shows.” Zutaut explained, poorly protecting Cam. 

“No she isn’t. She’s coming home with me.” Before Cam or Zutaut could protest further, Dev dragged the woman out to the parking lot. “You thought you could run away from me and get rid of me that easily? Well, baby, I’ve been tracking you for a while. You’re never leaving me again.” 

Cam flinched as Dev slapped her and then kicked her feet out from under her. Once she was on the floor, Dev let go of her arm and migrated to her hair as he proceeded to beat her senseless. 

“What. Were. You. Thinking?” Dev asked as he punched more bruises onto Cam’s body.

“I don’t know! I’m sorry, Dev! I won’t do it again, I promise! Please stop!” Cam pleaded, spitting up blood with every word.

“I don’t believe you!” Dev yelled, preparing to hit Cam again.

“Well believe this!” Dev fell as Nikki punched him across the face. Sharice (who had been around for a while now) pulled Cam to her feet and helped walk her away from the fight between Motley and her ex-boyfriend. 

“They’re gonna get hurt! We have to go back!” Cam whimpered as Sharice helped her on the bus. 

“I promise you, they’ll be okay. You should know better than anyone how they get when someone fucks with someone they love.” Sharice sat across from Cam, just monitoring the mother. 

“Where’s Gracie?” 

“She’s asleep in the back.” Cam nodded her thanks and laid her head on the seat. The door was slammed open and in an instant, Tommy’s face was in front of Cam’s. 

“Baby, stay with me, okay. Focus on my voice. Keep your eyes open, okay? We’re gonna get you cleaned up. Jesus I’m so sorry this happened to you.” Tommy and Nikki lifted Cam from the chair she was in, but she couldn’t feel her legs as they moved her. They placed her next to the sink in the bus, Nikki fluttering around as Tommy started cleaning up Cam’s face. 

Her eye was already swelling and turning purple, her lip the same way. Her nose was bleeding, and there were scratches all over her body from the asphalt and where Dev had broken skin with his boots. Tommy wet a washcloth under the cold tap, grimacing as Cam flinched. He cleaned her as gently as he could while keeping himself calm. 

“Are you okay?” Cam whispered, gripping her fingers on his t shirt, pulling him closer to her. 

“I should be asking you that question, Cam. I’m gonna kill Zutaut for putting you on line duty!” Cam’s hand migrated from Tommy’s shirt to his hand, wrapping her small bruised one around his. 

“Kill him later. Kiss me now.” Cam begged Tommy. The drummer’s heart shattered, but he nodded and leaned in as Cam followed. Her lips were still bloody and swollen, the feeling made Tommy want to puke. She needed this almost as much as he did, so he stayed pressed to her. Cam pulled away with a whine, tears falling from her swollen eyes. 

“Oh baby. I’m so sorry.” Tommy apologized as he pulled Cam to his chest, letting the mother cry as hard and as long as she needed to. He swore on her life that she wouldn’t get hurt again, and he failed. But that wouldn’t happen again. Even if it was his life for hers, Tommy would do anything to protect Cam, starting with Dev.

~~~~~~

A/N: ashdoueshroioh TWO PARTS IN TWO DAYS! What did you guys think??

Tags:

@kellysimagines

[likewhoajara]

A Little Red Surprise | T.H.

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Summary: You go to a Christmas ball with Tom and his family. Little did Tom know, you had a something up your sleeve.

Warning: SMUT, romantic love making, fluffy, I’m honestly so whipped for Tom.

Word Count: 2,437

Author’s Notes: Hey y’all! I hope you guys enjoy this as much I did. I’ve been in a really Christmas-y mood recently and this came to mind. Why do I have to be so in love with this boy?

He picks me up around 8 to drive us to a Christmas ball with his family. When he greets me at the door, he kisses me and says, “you look beautiful”, and then I take his hand as he leads us to his car. It is cold and snowing, but the lights of red and gold and Christmas spirit made everything so bright and romantic. As he drove, I admire his beauty in the colors of the brightly lit city. His hair is styled, his curls laying perfectly and he’s wearing a tailored black suit with a tie. His warm brown eyes shimmering in the low lighting as they catch the glimmer of the lights. He looks so gorgeous without even trying. Man, how lucky I am.

We joke about how this night is going to go. Little did he know I had a little something up my sleeve. I’m wearing a beautiful red dress that defined my waist with a pair of gold heels. My hair is curled, and I did my makeup simply with a red lip. But what is under my dress is the surprise.

When we arrive at the gala, he gets out and opens the door for me and takes my hand. “Careful. There may be ice.”

“My hero. Thank you.” I say, smiling. I am so in love with this boy.

“Anytime for my love.” He says as he pulls me closer and kisses my forehead.

He shuts the door behind me and hands his keys to the valet. “Thank you.” He tells the man, and the man nods.

“My pleasure, Mr. Holland.”

We walk inside, hand in hand, and find the rest of the Holland family waiting for us at a table. We walk over to them; Nikki stands up and brings me into a hug. “It so lovely to see you, Y/N. I hope you have been well.”

“Yes, ma’am, I have.” I smile.

“I hope Tom is treating you well.”

“Of course. He’s a very good man.”

She laughs. “He better be. I raised him to be.”

I look behind her to see Dom waiting for his hug. “Hi, Dom! It’s good to see you.” I say, hugging him.

I release the hug when I hear a “Y/N!” behind me coming from two boys I will always know without seeing them. I turn around and laugh as I’m brought into massive hug. “I missed you, too!” I laugh.

“You look lovely!” Sam says when he releases the hug.

“Thank you. You look great, as well. So, do you, Harry.”

“Thanks.”

I then turn to see Paddy. I bend down a bit to straighten his tie, and say “You look like a fine young man. You’re growing up so fast.”

“Thanks, Y/N!” He smiles and blushes a little.

“Hey, don’t be trying to steal my girl!” Tom playfully warns, and then smiles brightly.

I stand back up, bringing Tom into my arms. “No one could ever steal me away from you.” I grin, looking up at him. I could feel my heart growing bigger and melting at the sight of him.

“Good. Because you’re all I want.” He smiles back, his eyes so full of love as he looks down at me.

The ballroom is absolutely gorgeous. Golds and reds hung around the room, a giant Christmas tree brightly lit and decorated so elegantly in the corner of the room, and the atmosphere smells of delicious food and sweets. Christmas music is being played softly on the background on a piano and a harp, and occasionally a violin. The entire place is so beautiful and romantic, and I am so glad I get to experience it with the love of my life.

We eat and socialize for a bit until Tom stands up and outstretches his hand. “Care to dance?” He asks so charmingly.

I take his hand and he whisks me away to the dance floor. He places his one hand on my waist and the other still in my hand. I lay my other hand on his shoulder as he guides me across the floor. He looks at me like it is the first time he has ever seen me, taking in every little detail of my face.

“You’re so beautiful.” He finally speaks.

I blush, “What made you say that?”

He smiles and briefly looks down. “Nothing. You just are.”

“Well, Thank you.” I say, softly caressing his cheek.

After a few moments of us twirling across the floor and him softly singing the lyrics to the song being played, he speaks again. “Thank you for coming with me tonight.” He tells me.

“Thank you for inviting me. I’m having such a lovely time! I mean, the place is absolutely stunning and everyone is dressed so nice and Christmas-y, and the food! Oh my gosh, the food! And the champa-” I am then cut off by Tom chuckling. “What?” I smile.

“Nothing! I just love seeing you get so giddy. You’re so cute when you get excited.” His face mimics my own joy.

I playfully roll my eyes. “Shut up.”

“I can’t help it that my fiancé is adorable.”

I look back up at him. His eyes are sparking, and so warm, I was melting in his embrace. “I love you.” I tell him honestly.

“I love you more than you’ll ever know.” He replies as he tucks a fallen piece of hair away from my eyes and then pulls me closer to him as he slides his hand a little lower onto my hip.

He leans in to whisper in my ear. “I can’t wait to get you home.” I can feel his breath on my skin and it causes goosebumps to form. I can feel my heart quicken and I shiver.

I move my hand to rest on the nape of his neck as I fiddle with his hair. “Trust me. I’ve been thinking about you all night. I may have a little… surprise when we get home.” I say, sounding seductive.

I hear him hum, and move to look at me. His warm brown eyes now slightly darker and full of want and need. I rest my hand on his chest. “But we probably should stay just a little longer, so your family doesn’t get suspicious.”

“You’re probably right.” He says.

We finish swaying to the song, and then walk back to our table. “I’m going to go get us a glass of champagne, okay?”

“Okay.” I reply as he kisses the top of my head and then turns to leave.

“So, Harry, any projects on the board?” I ask, crossing my legs.

“Yeah, actually. I’m working on this short film that I can’t say much about, but I can say, it looks really good. I’m quite proud of it.”

“Well, whatever it’s about, I’m sure it will be great!” I assure him.

Tom returns with two flutes of champagne and I take one and sip the sparking liquid. It was sweet but sour and it was just how I like it. “Thank you.” I say.

We continue to talk a little more with the family as Tom sits close to me, his hand on my thigh the entire time. After about an hour, Tom speaks up. “It’s getting late. I probably should get y/n home,” he stands up. “Are you ready?”

“To go home with you? Anytime.” I smile.

The boys groan in disgust. “Gross.” I hear one of them say.

“Hush, now. Let them be. I think it’s romantic!” Nikki says as she leans against Dom and he kisses her forehead.

I smile, and stand up to grab my coat, but Tom already had it in his hands. “It was lovely seeing you all tonight.”

“You too, Y/N. You two be careful going home.” Nikki tells us.

“We will.” Tom says as he helps me into my coat. He then walks over to hug his parents and kiss his mother’s cheek.

After we said our goodbyes, we head to the car to go home. On the drive home, he rubs my thigh with his thumb and I am latched around his arm, gently rubbing it. “So, what do you have planned?” He asks, trying to keep his eyes on the road.

“I guess you’ll have to wait and see.” I smirk.

Once we are back to his flat, I hurry before him to get to the door, but he catches up to me and wraps his arms around my waist, making me giggle. He tugs me toward the door and he’s kissing me before he could unlock the door. I pull out of his grasp once were in the door, and quickly kicks my heels off and run toward the bedroom. “Ah, come on!” He says, enjoying my playfulness.

“Come on, then.” I say as I continue down the hall.

He chuckles to himself and then chases after me. By the time he gets to our bedroom, I am standing with my back facing him. He walks over to me, placing his hands on my hips and softly kisses my neck. I hear him hum again, and then I ask, “Could you unzip my dress for me, baby?”

He steps back, slowly unzipping my dress. I catch the material at my shoulders and slowly tug it down my body, bending all the way down to my feet, exposing the red lingerie I had on under my dress. There is a little bow on the back of the lacy underwear and the bra was lacy to match with a simple strap above the cup. “You mean you had this on all night?” He asks, drinking every inch of me in. I smirk and move toward our bed.

“Maybe.” I say, climbing up to the middle. “Now come here and make love to me!”

Without hesitation, his eyes turn dark and he is quickly unbuttoning his blazer and dress shirt. He then unbuttons his trousers and kicks off his socks as he walks toward me and then crawls up to kiss me so tenderly. “You have no idea how much I love you.” He says as he rubs his thumb to my cheek.

I grab his face and pull him into a deep kiss and he moves between my legs. “Then show me how much you love me, then.” I say staring at his thin pink lips, longing to feel them against my own tingling lips.

With that being said, he kisses me, embracing me in his strong arms. He moves his hands all over my body, and with every touch, my body becomes more electrified. Even though he’s excited, he’s taking his time, but I’m not complaining. I want this to last. I want him so bad.

He moves to unclasp my bra, and he tosses it to the floor. Tom then moves to kiss my neck and down my chest. “So… Beautiful.” He says between kisses.

Tom makes his way down my stomach, and I can feel his hair brushing against my skin. I shiver with anticipation. When he reaches my waistband, he kisses right above it, and then hooks his finger around the fabric, carful not to rip the thin lace. I breathe out, letting him know I need him to touch me. “Darling. You’re soaked.”

“I need you, Tommy.” I say. I’m getting a little impatient.

He moves to kiss my thigh and then moves closer to me, moving blissfully slow. I tug on his hair, earning a groan from him, which sends vibrations right through me.

Even though he’s working magic, I need to feel him more. “Tommy,” I moan. “I want to feel all of you.”

He rises up from me and gently presses on the sensitive spot on my thigh, which causes me to make an involuntary noise. “Anticipated, are we?” He coos, wiping his lips.

I let out a breathy moan, “I love you so much.”

“I love you more.” He says, and then rids himself of his own pants. He’s hard and I can feel myself becoming wetter at the sight of him. Tom leans over to the bedside table and grabs a condom, ripping it open with his teeth and slides it on himself. He then positions himself between me and looks at me. “Ready?”

Without a word, I grab his hips, pulling him into me, and I let out a soft moan. He lets me adjust a moment and then starts a slow steady pace, making sweet love to me. He’s kissing my neck as he holds me down with one hand and massages my nipple between his fingers of the other hand; my own fingers are tangled in his messy curls. I hum in ecstasy and he thrusts hard once and slightly quickens his pace. I know he’s trying to keep it slow and control himself, but I also know that he wants it just as bad as I do. I bring him up to meet my lips and he slips his tongue in with mine. I pull him away for me to speak. I breathe, “Tommy, faster.”

He sharply thrusts and quickens his pace again. Tom then glides his hand down to my clit and rubs circles, making my legs shake under him. With his other hand, he grabs my thigh, tugging it higher to change his angle a bit and hitting the right spot. He grunts with his next thrust. I can feel that he’s as close as I am. I clench around him and the tingle in my stomach becoming stronger and I can feel it in my toes. I was about to climax.

With a few more rigid thrusts, I unravel and moan as my legs quake beneath him. He climaxes soon after me and moans my name. “You are the love of my life, Y/N.” He breathes as he rides out his high.

“As you are mine.” I say, trying to catch my breath. He pulls out and continues to hover over me. That was one of the best organisms I have had in a while and it’s all because of him. Sex really is better when you are madly in love.

“I can’t wait to marry you.” Tom says before he kisses me once more and move off of me to discard the rubber in the bin. “I love you.” He tells me again, getting back in bed with me to hold me.

He wraps his arms around my torso and lays his head on my chest as I rub his toned arm with my fingertips. “I love you, too, Tom. More than anything.”

[marvelmadwoman]

Jealousy - Part 5

You walked across the road to the Holland’s house, wearing an oversized striped t shirt that came down to your mid thigh. You ring the doorbell once and are quickly met with Nikki opening the door.

“Y/N! I heard you had quite an evening yesterday” she says with a laugh as she invites you in, “still hungover?” She asks

“I uh did yeah hahah, well I’m pretty sure I’m over the worst of it now” you reply

“You looking for Tom?” Nikki asks

“Yeahhh he was acting odd, just wanted to check in” you say

“Hasn’t said a word to me so I’ve got no clue what’s going on” she says “but I think he’s just showering so you can wait in his room if you like”

“Cheers Nikki” you say, walking into Tom’s room and sitting on his bed before you take your phone out and mindlessly scroll through Twitter. Suddenly you hear Tom coming out of the bathroom singing Finesse under his breath, and he walks into his room with his towel hanging low round his hips, and his curly brown hair dripping water down onto his shoulders. He looks up, and his eyes widen,

“Y/N uh hi what are you doing here??” He stutters

You hadn’t seen Tom without a shirt on in a while, and you know he’d been boxing and going to the gym more often lately but holy shit, you think, he is shredded. Stop it Y/N, this is the guy that you’ve grown up with, he’s just Tom from across the road. Right?

“Take a picture, it’ll last longer” Tom says as he notices you staring

“Oh fuck off” you say, blushing having been caught.

“What are you doing here then?” Tom asks, pulling on boxers underneath his towel, before throwing the towel beside you on the bed and grabbing a shirt and jeans.

“Wanted to come over because you were acting all shifty earlier and didn’t know why” you say.

“Uh shifty? What do ya mean?” He asks, running the towel through his wet hair.

“I dunno, you tell me. But you bit Haz’s head off and then stormed off” you say

“Just hungover” he says bluntly

“Bullshit Tom” you say, laughing “I’ve know you since we were 8 you can’t lie to me”

“You’d be surprised” he mutters under his breath

“What?” You ask

“Nothing don’t worry”

“You’re weird” you say

“You’re weirder” he replies

“Wowww you really need to work on those comebacks Tom” you say, laughing

“And you really need to work on not fucking another random guy Y/N” he says, with an eyebrow raised.

“Ooo low blow Holland, low blow” you say

“Hm yeah well” he mutters

“You see! That’s what I mean! You’re all blunt and weird and you’re not telling me why, so come on, spill” you say

“Shut up Y/N I’m not acting weird alright, now, do want pancakes or not?” He asks, changing the subject

“Oi don’t think I didn’t notice that avoidance but I’m really bloody hungry now so imma save the interrogating until after my stomach is full of pancakey goodness” you say, sighing and following Tom out the door.

“Mummmm! Me and Y/N are going out for pancakes, back later!” Tom shouts to his mum.

“Alright kiddos” you hear Nikki shout back

Both you and Tom have always gone to this little breakfast place in town to get pancakes, and it’s become a tradition between the two of you. You never even have to order, the guys just know that when you two walk in, you’re gonna want pancakes.

As you walk in you spot they’ve got a new waiter,

“Oo Tommy look they’ve hired someone new” you say to Tom, nudging your head in the direction of the new waiter. “He is bloody fitttt as well oh my goddd”

Tom rolls his eyes and turns round to see the new waiter. He is literally the mirror image of Harrison. Blonde hair, piercing blue eyes, about 6ft2. Brilliant.

“Since when did you point out fittttttt guys?” He says, mocking your previous voice “or is this the new Y/N?”

“Hey there is no new Y/N dipshit I just think he’s cute”

“Do you not even realise he looks exactly like Haz?” Tom asks, raising his eyebrow

“What? No he doesn’t you’re blind Tom they look completely different, look his uh.. well he’s uhh... oh shit he does” you say, leaning on your hand.

“Fantastic” he mutters.

“Would you stop it with all this muttering it’s getting annoying can we just get pancakes pleaseee?” You say

“Well they’ll be coming in a minute darlin I’m sure”

“Don’t think the new guy is aware of our pancake tradition, he’s coming over now to take out order, look” you say as Tom turns round to see the blonde guy walking over, flashing a bright smile.

“Hiya guys how are we doing today?” He asks

You laugh at Tom rolling his eyes and reply to the guy “Well I’m doing great thanks, what about you?” You ask

“I’m great thanks hun” he says, with a wink.

Tom sees this and his hands ball into tight fists when he hears the man call you “hun”

“What can I get you guys then?” He asks, looking down at Tom with a raised eyebrow. Tom doesn’t answer, as he stares out the window.

“Uhh two lots of the classic pancake stack, one with bacon and syrup and the other with berries, thanks very much” you say to the waiter

“And anything else for your boyfriend?” The waiter says, smirking at Tom. Tom’s head whips round at this and before you can even correct the waiter, Tom replies “nah mate nothing for me”.

“Tom! What was that for? One second you’re a moody shit and then the next you’re pretending to be my boyfriend”

He shrugs his shoulders, “didn’t like him that’s all”

“Is this because he called me hun??” You ask “or because I called him fit?” “Or because he looks like Haz?” You question.

“All of the above” he says

“Awwww Tommy looks who’s jealous” you tease, poking him incessantly.

“Oh stop it I am not jealous” he says with a laugh, dodging your pokes.

“I’m pretty sure you areeeee” you continue to tease him, “and I’m also pretty sure that that’s why you’ve been acting all weird since last night - you can’t cope with me being with a guy can you??”

“Y/N I can cope with you being with guys what the fuck of course I can, stop trying to make this into something it isn’t” Tom says, blush creeping up his neck.

“Mm hm? Hey look pancakes!” You say, seeing the guy bringing over two plates of stacked pancakes.

“Yesss finally I’m starving” Tom says eyeing up the plates put before them.

“Thanks so much, they look delicious” you say, flirting with the waiter and licking your bottom lip to especially piss off Tom.

“You’re very welcome babe, enjoy” he says with a wink, and walks off.

“What the fuck was that then?” Tom asks, rolling his eyes, his mouth already full of pancake.

“Just thanking him for his wonderful customer service Tommy” you say, sweetly, batting your eyelashes before cracking up in laughter.

He rolls his eyes again, “oh just eat your pancakes ‘babe’” he says, mocking the waiter.

You laugh, and as you both eat your pancakes, your conversation returns back to your normal chatter about anything and everything. In the back of your mind is the fact that Tom is jealous whenever you talk about guys and you can’t shake it. You rationalise, that doesn’t mean he wants to be those guys, maybe he’s just stroppy at the moment or something. Tom can’t like you that. He can’t. Right? You’re not going to lie and say the thought of the two of you hasn’t crossed your mind in the past year or so. People already mistake you two for a couple, because of how close you are and how much time you spend with each other, but you guys have always laughed it off. For some reason he’s just become so much more attractive in your mind recently and god, his body is pretty amazing...

“Y/N!” Tom says, waving his hand in front of your face, breaking off your daydreaming. “I said your name like 3 times are you alright?”

“Shit sorry just got distracted by something” you answer, blushing.

“Right okay” He says, uncertain

When you’d both finished and paid, you started to walk out the cafe, but you were both pushed against the wall as a large group of women pushed through the door. Tom was in between you and the wall, and even though you guys were only there for a minute, you could swear you felt something sticking into the back of your leg. You brushed it off and told yourself you were imagining things, before leaving the cafe to go back to Tom’s.

Tom’s POV

Just as you were filing out the door, a group of middle aged women come bustling into the cafe; pushing him and Y/N into the wall.

Fuck, he thinks as he feels your ass press into him, this is not going to end well. He scrunches his eyes and looks up to the ceiling, trying to focus on the peeling paint, as opposed to the feeling of you pressing against him. God it feels amazing, he thinks, but as the final women come through the door and you’re both free to walk out the door, his heart sinks at your absence. Looking down, he realises he has a not so little problem...

[whatevshollandarchive]

Miss America (S.H. x Reader)

Miss America

Sam Holland x Reader

Requested by an anon who goes by Lilac!

Warnings: Swearing, i think that’s it

Words: 2k

A/N: I loved this one! I’m really proud of it! Especially the ending! Hope you enjoy it!

Masterlist

The United States of America. Land of the free and home of the brave.

Tom Holland put his sunglasses on as he lead his parents and brothers down his favorite street. It was a quiet town in Georgia that was very pretty. The summer sun shining down on the family as Tom grew more and more excited to show his family the awesome stores he’d discovered.

They stopped in front of a small bookstore, which had an ice cream parlor next to it. 

“This is it!” Tom said, motioning to the ice cream shop.

“Can we go into the bookstore first?” Harry Holland suggested, looking at his twin brother Sam. The youngest Holland, Paddy, groaned, half-heartedly.

“Uh, sure,” Tom replied, taking his sunglasses off. He glanced inside for a moment. “Oh, you guys are going to love her.” He murmured under his breath, opening the door to the shop.

Your head looked up at the sound of the bell ringing. A blast of hot air came in with the family and you recognized the last one in. 

“Hey, Y/N. Just stopping by. This is my family.” Tom greeted you, as you shut your book and set it down. You smiled.

“Hi, guys. Tom’s said a ton about you all.” Tom laughed.

“I’m Nikki, Tom’s mother.” She smiled sweetly at you, reaching over to shake your hand.

“And I’m Dom, his dad.” He shook your hand as well. You looked at the three boys beside Tom and his parents.

“I’m Paddy!” He turned to his oldest brother. “You didn’t tell me you had a girlfriend. And a pretty one, too.”

Both your and Tom’s faces went red. You two stammered until you finally managed to say, “I’m not his girlfriend.”

“Yeah, we’re just friends,” Tom said and awkwardly looked to his younger brothers. “Okay, go on, mate.”

One of the boys laughed. “I’m Harry.” You smiled and nodded.

The final boy was very cute. He had freckles dotting all over his face, which had a slight sunburn, making the freckles more vibrant against his skin. 

“I’m Sam.” He smiled a little sheepishly, and rubbed the back of his neck, immediately regretting it because he had a sunburn there.

Tom noticed the way Sam was looking at you, and the way you were looking at him. He looked at Harry who was smirking at his twin before clapping his hands.

“So, wanna look around before we go?” He asked his family. You looked at your phone when it lit up with an Instagram notification. Sam noticed your lock screen was a picture of you with Tom’s arm around you, and a couple of people he didn’t recognize, laughing,

“‘Course.” Nikki responded, smiling at you before leading Dominic and Paddy around the shop. Harry and Tom pulled Sam aside out of your earshot and you opened your book again.

“So, what do you think of her?” Tom glanced between his brothers.

“She’s lovely Tom. You’re very lucky.” Sam replied, trying to sound happy.

“Lucky?” Harry raised an eyebrow.

“Oh, don’t act as if you didn’t see it either,” Sam whispered, rolling his eyes. “They’re at least talking.”

“Sam, she and I are just friends.” Sam still looked at his brother in disbelief.

“Looks like someone’s jealous.” Harry said, starting to look through some books on a nearby shelf. Sam’s cheeks went red.

“I’m not jealous.”

“Sure, sure.”

After a couple minutes, the family said goodbye to Y/N. Tom decided to hang back for a moment and talk to Y/N.

“So?” Tom asked, drumming his hands on the counter.

“They’re wonderful, Tom. I’m glad I finally met them.”

“Did you know that Sam thinks we’re gonna get together soon?” Tom laughed and you shook your head smiling.

“Why does everyone say that?”

“Speaking of Sam,” Tom nudged you with his elbow. “I saw some heart eyes action going on between you two. You like him, don’t you?”

You looked out the window, avoiding eye contact with Tom. You tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. Tom chuckled after a long moment of silence.

“I’ll take that as a yes.”

“Okay fine. But he’s going off to England in a couple days so it’s not like anything’s gonna go anywhere.”

“Y/N,” You finally looked into Tom’s eyes. “Just go for it.”

“Tom, you know I’m afraid of rejection.” He dramatically groaned as he stomped towards the door. His hand was on the handle and he was about to open the door when he turned and looked back at you again.

“Oh, and Y/N?”

“What?”

“He likes you too.”

The next day, Sam woke up to Tom tossing clothes at him.

“Wha-?” He rubbed his face in aggravation as Tom opened the curtains.

“If you wanna get the girl,” Tom said over his shoulder to Sam as he picked up his phone. “You gotta put in the effort.”

Sam sat up straighter in his bed in the hotel room. “What the hell are you going on about, mate?”

“I’m calling Y/N right now. We’re going to brunch with her in an hour.”

Sam sprung out of bed. “Shit.”

He scrambled to snatch up the clothes Tom threw at him and ran to the bathroom.

“Hey, uh, Y/N. Me and Sam are heading out to brunch in an hour or so. Wanna join?”

“Seriously, Sam,” Tom said to his little brother. “You’ll be fine.”

“Easy for you to say!” Sam said back, very nervous.

“Here, halfway through the meal, I’ll leave to ‘go to the restroom’,” Tom used air quotes as he and Sam walked through the warm air to the little cafe you were meeting them at. “And then you can ask her if she wants to be your date to the premiere.”

Sam took a deep breath and nodded at his brother. They found themselves nearing the cafe and Sam saw you sitting inside on your phone.

Tom opened the door and he and Sam walked inside. You looked up and smiled at them, putting your phone in your bag as they sat at the table with you. 

“Hey, guys. Beautiful out, isn’t it?” You greeted them. Sam simply nodded slightly and smiled at you, which was all he could seem to do at the moment. He was fascinated by you. He would’ve listened to your voice all day if he could.

You ordered your food and drinks and conversations carried on. Sam added input in conversations more and more throughout the meal, feeling more confident with time.

Tom then excused himself to go to the restroom and after he left Sam gathered up all the courage he could to do this.

“So, Y/N,” You smiled warmly at him, waiting for whatever he was going to say next. “Would you, uh, would you want to be my date to the premiere?”

Your smile widened and your cheeks turned pink.

“Of course!” 

Sam grinned back and felt a large weight fall off his shoulders.

Tom came back and brunch continued as usual, only you and Sam seemed more giggly and happier. Tom knew his plan had worked.

Nikki took it upon herself to help ready you for the premiere and she did wonderfully in doing so. Sam was waiting very nervously in the hotel room, pacing, as you and Nikki were in the bathroom getting you ready. Harry, Tom, and Harrison were all watching with delight, smirking as Sam was basically dripping in sweat.

Then the bathroom door opened and everyone looked in its direction. Nikki stepped out, looking beautiful as always, and behind her was you. 

Sam’s mouth was slightly agape and he felt Tom’s arm around his shoulders. 

“Go get your girl, mate.” Tom whispered, laughing, in his brother’s ear.

You walked up to Sam and smiled at him.

“I didn’t know someone as gorgeous as you could get any prettier.” Sam said and you glanced down quickly.

“Thank you,” You looked back up at him. “Not too bad yourself.”

The premiere was amazing. You and Sam had a great time together, laughing and sharing jokes with each other. 

Tom and Harrison took note of that and snuck pictures of you two together.

Afterward, you all found yourselves in the hotel room. You said goodbye to the beautiful makeup Nikki did as you wiped it all off in the bathroom after changing out of your beautiful dress.

After you finished up, Sam offered to walk you to your home, which was a block or two away.

As you walked through the night, you thanked him for inviting you out. He smiled.

“It’s no big deal,” It was silent for a couple minutes. “I just really like you so I figured, why wait to lose her forever?” He glanced at you, worried if he said the wrong thing at first.

“Well, I like you a lot too,” You replied. “I honestly didn’t know you liked me though until you asked me to the premiere.”

You were at your house, more specifically your parents’ house. You faced him and smiled.

In that moment, Sam couldn’t handle anymore. He had to do it.

He leaned down and kissed you. And you immediately kissed back.

When you broke apart, you both giggled. Sam rubbed the nape of his neck, blushing.

“When are you leaving to go back to England?” You asked.

“We’re flying back in three days.”

“Three days?” You mentally groaned. You really wanted to see him again.

“I promise I’ll fly back as soon as possible okay?” Sam told you. You nodded before replying.

“And as soon as I get a vacation from my boss, I’ll fly out there.”

“See you tomorrow?” Sam raised an eyebrow.

“See you tomorrow.” You echoed. You reached up and kissed him one last time before walking to your front door. You waved to him before entering your home and he smiled. He turned and began walking home. He couldn’t wipe the smile away for the rest of the night.

Sam was in love.

[retro-rezz-the-est]

Bow To Your King (Finn Balor/OC smut)

Summary: Finn and OC go to a halloween party and Finn gets jealous of her and Seth flirting. Demon King comes out and smut ensues. ;)

Requested by: @boo20015me

(A/N: Happy Halloween everyone! Here’s your daily dosage of spooky smut thx to my basic ass. This was my first request ever, and I hope I did it justice. Yolo I guess :P. Stay spooky!)

The blaring tones of the bass coming through the speakers shook Brooke Matoic’s body as she walked into the front door of Roman Reigns’ home and into The Shield’s annual Halloween party with her boyfriend, Finn Balor, on her arm. A week prior, when she had received their invites from one Dean Ambrose, Brooke had decided to have their costumes be related in some way.

When she told him, she had wanted them to go as something cute. He declined and told her that he didn’t want to go, and that he just wanted to spend his night with her alone. But one look from her to him with those damned puppy eyes made his insides go soft, and Finn finally accepted.

So that is why they both strolled into the party wearing matching Grease costumes, with Brooke dressed as Sandy and Finn as Danny. Her eyes started to light up at the various decorations The Shield boys put up around the room and house. There were black and orange streamers and balloons everywhere, and it smelled like pumpkin spice. She saw some small jack-o’-lanterns littering the floor, and even some fake skeletons holding hands lining the walls.

She yelled and grabbed Finn’s hand to start leading him into the crowds of people. “Oh my god, Finn! This is so festive! Let’s go see if any of our friends are here.” He mumbled something about how this was unfair, but Brooke couldn’t hear him over the music. She spotted two of her best friends, Nikki and Brie Bella, chatting with each other and ran towards them smiling.

“Hey, girl! You are looking fierce tonight! Who’re you impressing, cause it sure ain’t us!” Nikki twirled her around before hugging her tightly. Brie’s costume was a cute Minnie Mouse getup, while her sister just opted for a sleeveless floor length black gown. “You look absolutely gorgeous, baby! I love the Sandy costume. It suits you.” She let go of her so that she could show off her curves in the tight black outfit. Brooke’s curls fell over the right side of her face in a romantic manner, and her dark red heels added some extra height to her figure.

Watching this, Finn smirked. He knew that when they left, she would be punished for dragging him here. And that punishment would be very pleasant for both of them. Before his mind could delve deeper into his own sexual fantasy, Finn started to feel his pants tighten around his bulge. Fuck, he cursed as he looked down at the slowly awakening hard-on that he acquired. All of this just because she wore black. Maybe she should wear it more often.

He adjusted his jeans and started to nibble on his bottom lip, trying to resist the urge to drag Brooke into a closet and show her not to tease him like this. Finn started to move towards her, but was cut off by a hulking figure dressed as a knight.

“Good evening, ladies! And to you too, Ms. Matoic! Has this party been up to your liking?” The person’s face was covered by a mask, but was revealed to be Seth Rollins in all his glory after it was taken off. He took Brooke’s hand and kissed it,with her holding her own blushing face with the other.

Nikki was the first to say something to the man. “How ironic. The ‘Kingslayer’ came here as our knight in shining armor.” She and Brie snickered at the elaborate outfit he had on, including a foam sword and shield.

“Ha ha ha. You’re very funny, Nikki. At least this fair haired maiden here cares for my heroic efforts.” He turned to face Brooke with a smirk on his face and bowed deeply. She grabbed his arm and brought him up so that he faced her once again.

“Come on, ya big nerd. Let’s go have some fun. This is a party, after all.” She waved goodbye to the Bella Twins and walked away with Seth on her arm, chuckling at his previous actions. All the while, Finn was staring holes into the back of Rollins, who was currently talking excitedly to his girlfriend about a new storyline that Creative was giving him.

“I mean, I’m just trying to take everything in again. I’m back with my brothers, I’m a champion and the WWE Universe loves every bit of it. I’m just trying to be the guy they want me to be.”

Brooke put her hands on his shoulders and looked him in the eyes. “I’m so proud of you, Sethie. You really have come far, and you deserve all of this.” She pulled the man into a warm embrace and rested her head on his shoulder.

After a couple of moments, she opened her eyes to see her lover seething, jaw clenched with jealousy. Brooke smirked at him and his slightly hunched form, and concocted a plan for him. She knew Finn was a protective man, and a possessive one at that. So she decided to toy with him for a bit and have a little fun.

She released Seth from the hug and slowly dragged her index finger down his plastic chestplate. “So, what’re you doing after the party’s over?” she asked with the mischievous smirk she plastered on to her face.

This is bound to interesting.

“I don’t know yet,” he chuckled, “but I might have a clue.” He leaned his left hand on the wall behind her and put the other to her cheek. She put her hands back onto his shoulders and brought him close to her body. Brooke’s right hand slid up his neck and buried it’s way into Seth’s dark locks.

She whispered in his ear, “Maybe when we’re done here, we could head back to your place and have some… fun.” As they leaned their heads together, a deep Irish voice suddenly materialized next to his ear.

“That’s enough outta you, Seth.”

He turned around to see a furious Finn Balor growling lowly, pupils dilated and eyes trained on the man in front of him. His grip on Seth’s arm crinkled the plastic that laid there, with said man’s face going white and looking scared for his life. He grabbed his wrist and yanked him away from Brooke, her still sporting a smug looking grin on her face.

Finn pulled her close and whispered in her ear, “So, you decided ta ditch me for this bastard, eh? You should know better than ta tease me, let alone in public”

“I was just having a little chat with Seth over here, until you came in and ruined it”, she replied, blowing away one of her curls.

He stepped even closer to her, their lips almost touching but not quite. He looked her in her eyes once more and said, “Now here’s what we’re gonna do. We’re gonna walk outta that door, an’ we’re gonna go home,” he licked his lips devilishly, “because you’re gonna get punished, baby girl.”

Brooke moaned lightly at his words and tugged on his leather jacket sleeve. “Please, baby. Let’s go now please.” She looked at him with her signature doe eyes, but he was unfazed.

“Oh no, baby girl. You don’t make the orders here. I do,” he growled at her and pulled away from her slightly trembling form. Grabbing her wrist, they made their way swiftly through the crowds of people drinking and dancing, leaving behind two confused Bella Twins and a ghostly looking Seth Rollins.

Brooke and her angry boyfriend made it through the front door and to their shared car, all without her tripping in her three-inch shoes. He got into the driver’s seat, then gave her a look that screamed get in the fucking car. So she obeyed, not wanting to get him even angrier than he already was. He put the car in gear and pulled away from Roman’s home, staring blankly ahead with a fire in his eyes.

“Listen, Finn. I really didn’t mean to -”

“Don’t you say a fuckin’ word.”

She quickly closed her mouth and turned away from him, looking out the window instead. Another 30 minutes had passed until they finally reached their home. Finn slammed the door open and stormed inside the house, Brooke following shortly after getting out and closing the driver side door.

She went inside to see her lover standing in the corner of their living room, eyes dark and trained on her body. She noticed that his leather jacket was draped on top of one of the nearby chairs and that his shoes were lying randomly on the floor. He was suddenly on her, pinning both of her arms against the wall behind her.

“What… the fuck… was that shit back there, Brooke?” he breathed. He clenched his jaw and waited for her to answer. Her sly look was all he needed to know.

She told to him sweetly, “I told you at the party that I wasn’t doing anything. I was just talking to my friends, when you showed up looking like the biggest downer there.” she giggled lightly to herself when she saw his face grow an even deeper shade of red.

“That ova there didn’t look like any ‘friendly chat’ to me, love,” he said, dragging out the nickname he gave her. “Now be a good girl, and tell me what happened.”

“It. Was. Nothing.”

“Maybe I shoulda listened ta Lynch when she told me about ya. She always said you were a lying, cheating bitch,” Finn spoke with a grin of his own. “She told me to go out an’ find myself anotha’ girl. ‘One who wouldn’t leave me for another dick ta hop on’ were her words, I believe. But I neva’ listened to her complaints because I trusted you.”

He pressed her against the wall, slipping one of his massive legs in between her own. “But I guess I was wrong, because it seems like you want to fuck every single fuckin’ guy on the RAW roster now, doesn’t it? Just like the slut you are”

Brooke ceased her small giggle fit to process this sudden information. Great, now I have to find Becky and beat her ass tomorrow morning. She ripped her arms out of Finn’s iron grip and made her way to the stairs leading to the 2nd floor. “Well if I’m such a lying, cheating bitch, then I’ll go to someone who appreciates all of my bitchiness. Someone like Seth.”

His body immediately froze, and he turned around to face her. “What’d you say, love? I couldn’t hear you the first time.” His expression was cold, just like his body language.

She smirked once again and told him with confidence, “Exactly. He’s sweet, has an amazing body, he’s an adorable nerd, and I bet that he could do a ton better than you at sex. Have you seen him? He’s probably a sex god.”

Brooke swished her hips as she walked towards him. “So you can go back and get your petty little flamethrower, Becky, so I can find a real man instead of a boy like you, Finn.” She tapped him on his nose and with a quick boop, she turned away to leave. But his reflexes were too quick, and he caught her elbow right away.

“Hey, you fucker! Let go of my arm!” She turned to slap him, but something caught her off guard. He chuckled at her and looked down, closing his eyes. This situation didn’t feel right, and she could feel it in the atmosphere of the house.

“Oh, Brooke. Sweet, sweet, innocent Brooke. You don’t realize what you’ve just done. And now you’re gonna regret it.”

As she tried to get a closer look at him, he took his gaze from off of the floor and his head rose. She then noticed that Finn’s eyes weren’t the light blue that she fell in love with the day they had met.

No, those eyes were a deep red, like fresh blood spilling from an open wound. They were wicked. They were demonic. They were intense.

And they were staring right at her.

He let his unoccupied hand drift from his side to her neck and cupped it. This was not Finn, her sweet and kind boyfriend. This was someone else. Someone new. Same face and overall body, but just different in a way that she could not explain. She knew his name, though.

Brooke had heard of the Demon King from the various superstars on the roster, but has never come face to face with him. The stories she has heard made him seen cruel, stone cold, and anger personified. The things she’s seen him do to people was shocking. He was the embodiment of Hell. And now she knew why.

“Balor.”

Her voice quivered with unexpected fear as those crimson eyes lit up with some type of sick joy. “That’s right, darling. Now, we’re gonna head upstairs to the bedroom so you can receive your punishment for that shit you pulled earlier.”

He laughed out loud when he heard her gasp out in a mix of fear and sexual need. “I’m gonna show ya that I’m the better man when it comes ta yo. Especially when it comes to sex, love,” he leaned in close to her ear, “because no mere man can best a demon.”

She whimpered after he finished speaking, rubbing her thighs together to try and null the ache between them. Balor lifted her up and draped her over his shoulder. When he started to ascend up the stairs, she debated whether or not shoe would push him just a little bit more, but chose not to. He had already let the Demon take over, and she also loved living and didn’t want to die so young.

The whole journey to their bedroom was deathly quiet, and the only thing filling that void was the sound of his footsteps sharply hitting each step. They soon reached the door and Balor’s foot soon kicked it open. Brooke was then tossed onto the bed, her body bouncing as she landed. He stared at her shaking, fear ridden form and smiled. Slowly, he crawled over her and pinned her wrists to the mattress. Are you gonna be a good girl for me, Brooke? Are you gonna listen to what I say?”

She quickly nodded and he gave her a sincere smile, but it was wiped away quickly and replaced with something more sinister. “Good,” he moved close to her face, “and now we’re gonna have some fun.”

Balor closed the distance between their lips and smashed them together in a fit of anger and lust. The kiss was rough and sloppy, and she moaned when she felt his teeth bite and pull at her bottom lip. She whined when he pulled away, but one of his hands slid down from her pinned wrists and roughly latched onto her left breast.

His mouth made a slow journey away from hers and down her jaw, sprinkling light, teasing kisses along the way. He knew what he was doing; the relentless teasing was just a build-up. He was going to make her writhe, and beg, and plead for forgiveness. He was going to make Brooke sorry for ever bringing him out.

He continued his barrage of kisses down her face until he reached the pulse point on her neck. ‘Good…’ he thought as he scraped his teeth along it, drawing more noises from the lady beneath him.

His mouth latched onto her pulse point and started to suck a dark hickey into her neck. The thought of being marked by the Demon King and showing it off as a badge of honor made her feel even more aroused, sending small gushes of her fluids out of her.

He pulled away to see the large bruise on the side of her neck and smiled. Balor kept moving around her neck and upper shoulders, creating hickeys of various sizes as he went along. Another wanton moan ripped through her body as the “man” above her commanded her to then strip down to her underwear in front of him. He leaned back up and removed his hands from her body, which was still tingling with pleasure.

He fully removed himself from her body, Brooke’s thoughts couldn’t fully process the situation at hand. ‘Holy fuck. That felt amazing.’ She was too busy being in her own head and her lust, that when Balor snapped his fingers in her face, she quickly snapped out of her fantasies to focus on him.

“I said strip for me, you fuckin’ whore. You wanna act like one, so you’re gonna be one,” he spoke angrily. She maintained eye contact with him as she moved off the mattress to stand in front of him. Her top was the first to come off, then she unbuckled her belt to remove her tight black pants. All that was left on her body was her matching strapless bra and underwear. The set was dark red, the same color as Balor’s eyes, and had black lace patterns all over.

He growled lowly at the sight she had presented to him. Moving closer, he removed the white t-shirt he was wearing and saw her gaze drop from his face to his chest. She had always loved his body and his overall figure, but something about tonight made it seem extra special. That night, in his demonic state, he looked beautiful.

His hands moved their way to her shoulders and shoved her down so that she was on her knees looking up at him. His body radiated dominance, and she drank in that image like it was the last thing she would ever see.

“Tonight is my night, darling, and I’m the one in control. You are my whore, my slut, and you gonna get treated like one. Is that clear?” He looked at her once, waiting for an answer.

“Yes, Ba-”

He grabbes a handful of her curly locks and yanked her head back. The sudden sting of her hair being tugged made Brooke cry out, but Balor was having none of it.

“No no no. Good sluts don’t speak. Ya only need to pleasure me. Now tell me again: am I clear?” he grunted. The room was filled silence for a couple moments until she finally nodded her head in agreement.

“Good,” he smirked, “now you know what to do.”

He gripped her hair in a ponytail and shoved her face toward the crotch of his jeans. She ran her palms up and down his clothed thighs, and placed the zipper between her teeth. As she pulled it down, she was suddenly face to face with a very large bulge in Balor’s boxers.

Her hands dipped inside them and pulled out his already hard cock, tip and shaft a startling red color and dripping pre-come. She licked her lips as she held it in both of her fists, slowly stroking it and looking back at Balor.

“Suck.”

The command rang out in her ears and she was glad to comply. She pumped slowly before bringing the head between her lips and sucking hard once, hoping to get some sort of reaction out of him. There was none. Brooke lowered her mouth to his shaft and started to bob her head along his length.

Balor groaned at the feeling of her warm mouth surrounding his cock and rocked his hips towards her face. She pulled away and dipped her tongue into the slit, pulling more noises out of him. The look on his face when she looked up made her suck even harder, trying to draw him closer to his climax.

His grip on her hair tightened as he pulled her back onto his length making her gag. “That’s right,” he cooed, “choke on my cock like the good whore you are.” Her nose was pressed against his smooth pelvis, and she was breathing heavily to try and not gag too much.

Balor started fucking her mouth, taking one hand away from her hair to hold her neck and the other yanking it back to give himself a better angle. The only noises that filled the room were the sounds of his hips hitting her mouth and her obvious gags. She moaned around him and he held her head against him once again.

He felt the coil in his lower abdomen start to tighten when she started squeezing and playing with his balls. “I’m gonna come soon, love. I’m gonna come in that hot mouth of yours, and you’re gonna swallow it all. Am I clear?” his deep Irish accent sent waves of newfound arousal down her spine. She grunted a muffled “yes” and his hips started to pick up speed and move faster.

Brooke removed her hands from his balls and placed them back onto his thick thighs, giving Balor full control over her mouth and throat. Every time she deepthroated his length and hollowed out her cheeks to take it in, he growled and came closer and closer to his orgasm.

She looked back up at his crimson irises for a final time with her famous doe eyes, and that image is what sent him over the edge. “Fuck, I’m about to come, slut. You better fuckin’ swallow it all or you ain’t comin’ at all tonight,”he muttered as his body shook with pleasure.

Brooke nodded at Balor, giving him the go-ahead to dump his come down her throat. His body shook once before groaning loudly, thick streams pouring down her throat in heavy spurts. She happily swallowed it all, leaving no remnants behind. He lessened his hold on her hair and with a slight ‘pop’, she cleaned his cock of any stray droplets of come.

“Damn, baby girl. For a whore, you sure know how to use your mouth right,” he breathed. He ran his hand through his hair, jeans and boxers hanging low on his hips and exposing those lovely hip bones. Brooke sat back on her knees, waiting for his next command as he took off his clothes in one go, and kicked them off into a corner. Her core and inner thighs were getting extremely uncomfortable, with every movement she made sending currents up her body.

She shuffled in her spot on the floor and whimpered towards Balor. He saw her body and noticed the mess she started to make on the floor with her slick. “Well, well, well,” he purred, “what do we have here? Writhing around like a bitch in heat. Don’t worry, love. I will sate your needs.”

He picked her up and tossed her back onto the bed, landing with a soft thud. Crawling back onto her, he took a moment to drink in how incredibly sexy she looked in her set, but ripped both pieces off in a flash of red and black tears. She opened her mouth to protest his actions, but remembered that she wasn’t supposed to talk.

So she laid there, watching Balor hold the tattered remains of her underwear and drink in her fully naked image. He flipped Brooke over onto her stomach and raising her into her knees. She couldn’t see him, but she knew he was still there. He pushed her face down on the bed with a snarl.

“You want my cock, slut? Of course you do. You’re already drippin’ for me,” he said as he dragged his index finger up and down her exposed core. She tried to move her hips so his finger would enter, but he retraced it just as fast. Bringing it to his mouth, he licked it and smiled devilishly. “Whores like you shouldn’t taste this good, but I’ll make an exception.”

He wrapped her hair around his fist again and yanked up. His still hard cock was rubbing against her folds and her untouched clit with each rotation of his hips. He quickly slid his length inside her, drawing more noises out of Brooke. The pace he had set was rough and fast, each time bottoming out inside of her. The sound of hips slapping against each other filled the void in the room, and the noises that came from her mouth went unrestrained.

She whined when his cock rubbed that special spot inside her, and Balor grinned. Her hands, now free, bunched the sheets in front of her as she waited for him to cease his sinful torture on her body. Leaning down, he whispered, “I know you’re about to come, slut. You won’t be doin’ shit until you beg for me.”

He rose, holding her against his chest with a still firm grip on her hair. “I am the better man, and I want ta hear you say it. Tell me all that shit you pulled downstairs was just a way for you to get some dick tonight.” Her face turned red when he said this.

‘I was trying to get some action tonight, but not like this…’ she thought in disbelief. Balor placed his hand on her hip and started to bounce her on his cock. The coil in her body grew tighter and tighter after each passing moment but he refused to let her come, blatantly ignoring her whines of protest.

“Nu-uh, baby girl. Until you realize what you’ve done, I’m never gonna let you come. Hell, maybe I’ll just edge you the entire night. Draw you close to your climax, and then pull away,” his voice was laced with envy. “I know you hate it when I do that.” Hearing this, she sharply turned her head around to see a smug look plastered on his face.

‘That Irish fucking bitch!’

Brooke narrowed her eyebrows at Balor and waited. She couldn’t speak or he wouldn’t let her come. But if she didn’t answer him, he wouldn’t either.

“You can speak now, love, if that’s what you’re wonderin’,” Balor told her, “cause I need to hear that wonderful apology. But if not…” He started to remove his length from her heat slowly, leaving her feeling hollow on the inside.

“No, wait!” she said shakily. She had been right there. She only needed one last push to be sent over that blissful edge. But that tease had just dragged her out and left her, just like he said. Her thighs were trembling as she turned around to face her demonic lover head on.

“I’m sorry, okay! I shouldn’t have messed with you at the party with Seth. I don’t want him. I don’t need him. I only need you. You’re the only man I want to have, to be with, to fuck. Please, Balor, Finn, whoever the fuck is up there in that head of yours. I wanna come, and I’m sorry that I insulted your dominance. Please.” She raised a hand to place it on his shoulder, but he caught it.

“I guess that will suffice for now. Besides,” he flipped her around once more, “I’m the only one who can do this.” He slowly moved his cock inside you once more and Brooke felt that pit in her gut grow. He continued his pace from before, hips pounding into her and whispering dirty little secrets into her ears.

“I’m gonna come, Balor!” Brooke cried. It was getting impossible at this point to delay her climax any further. Her clit was rubbing on the sheets, making her body over-sensitive and shaky.

“Let go for me, love. I’m right behind you anyways.”

He bit into her neck again and that was all she needed to fall. Her back arched and she moaned as the coil inside her finally snapped and her slick dripped onto Balor’s cock. His body shuddered twice before he groaned into your neck and let it go. She whimpered when he pulled his softening dick out of her.

Beads of sweat rolled down both of their bodies and a wave of nausea rolled over her as the erotic high died off. She pushed herself off her stomach and rolled under the covers, and started drifting into a dreamless sleep. The last things she saw were two light blue eyes, and a dazzling smile from her boyfriend Finn.

~~Tag List: @imagines–assemble @thetherianthropydaily @thegoddessqueenrileycarter @ambrosegirlforever @hardcorewwetrash @homega @nickysmum1909 @wordnerd27 @wwesmutdonedirtcheap @culturalrebel @rollinsbabe @lilmisscrisis @bombomiver @heelturn-timesten @tvrnbvckle @alexispoo @neversatisfiedgirl~~

[classic-rock-roller]

1. You come home one day to hear excited whispering through the door. You open it and see Kevin and Randy sitting on the couch, looking suspiciously unbusy. Before you even ask what’s going on, a German Shepherd puppy jumps over the back of the couch and runs up to you. You glance up at them and Kevin bursts out excitedly “We got a puppy!” How do you respond?

“Aww, he’s so cute! What’s his name? Although the two of you are potty training him and footing the bill from the landlord for keeping the dog.”

2. You are attempting to make dinner for Nikki, Tommy and Kevin, your roommates. Something along the way went horribly wrong, and you managed to set off the smoke alarms. They all rush into the kitchen to see what happened, only to see you looking sheepish and confused in the middle of it. What happens next?

They most likely help me turn off the smoke alarms and then help me with dinner because I’m a pretty good cook I just sometimes don’t get recipes right entirely. 

3. You and Crue are assigned an interesting project for film class. Somehow, Tommy got put in charge of writing the script, and the characters are Gordon Ramsay, Dean Winchester, Santa Claus, and Ozzy Osbourne. Who films and who plays who?

Tommy would play Gordon Ramsay because I think he’d like to yell a lot. I can see Mick playing Ozzy don't ask me why. I can see Vince play dean and Nikki playing Santa Clause. (Was Tommy high when he came up with those characters or something?)

4. You get home to see Kevin, Nikki, and Duff making dinner. You don’t think anything of it, until after about fifteen minutes. You hear Duff scream in pain, “AUGH, YOU BASTARD.” You rush back to the kitchen to find that he’s got a steak knife in his arm. What do you do?

“What the fuck happened? Why does Duff have a steak knife in his arm? Did one of the two of you stab him with it?” I’d then pile the three of them into my car to take Duff to the hospital all while lecturing about the importance of kitchen safety. 

5. You and GNR go out to buy a Christmas tree. Who tries to climb every single one, who is dissatisfied with them all, who is already complaining about needles in the carpet, who jokingly pretends the tree is a lady only to get a mouthful of pine needles, and who sighs and picks one up to drag it to the checkout area?

Steven tries to climb every one, Axl is dissatisfied with every one, slash complains about the needles, Duff gets a mouth full of pine needs, and Izzy just sighs and drags one to the checkout area.  

6. Crue and OG Quiet Riot as high school stereotypes?

Tommy, Nikki, and Kevin--the jocks 

Vince--in with the popular girls 

Randy and Mick--book smart kids 

Drew and Rudy--band kids 

7. You and Crue are out to dinner. Who orders for the group, who changes their order last minute, who can’t decide (and always ends up getting the same thing anyway so the debate is always moot), who orders a sundae as an appetizer, and who always gets stuck footing the bill?

Tommy always orders for the group. 

I always change my order last minute 

Vince cant decide (*me to Vince* ”Oh my god Vince just fucking pick something.” “I will this is a very important decision.” “Vince, it’s fucking food. just fucking pick something.” Fine! I’ll get the chicken.” *under my breath* “He gets that every fucking time. I don’t  know why we have to go through this.”)

Nikki orders the sundae as an appetizer 

and Mick usually ends up footing the bill but sometimes I do too.    

8. You’re walking around your neighborhood one sunny day when you pass by Kevin, mowing his lawn. You glance at him, see he is absorbed in what he's doing. A moment later you hear him scream, “Son of a BITCH”. You turn back to see he’s fallen and is spewing profanities like a fire hydrant. What do you do?

I run over to him to make sure he’s ok. If he’s hurt and it’s not too serious I’d say “Hold on I have a first aid kit back at my house.” If it’s serious, I’d drive him to the ER and wait for him to be taken care of so that I can drive him back home. 

9. You and Nikki meet Tommy and Vince for lunch one day. As you sit down, Nikki says “Man, my legs are so sore.” Vince casually asks “Why?” Nikki looks at you to tell the story, and you flush out of embarrassment. Without missing a beat, Tommy shouts “OH MY GOD DID YOU GUYS FUCK OH MY GOD VINCE THEY TOTALLY DID.” You don’t have the courage to tell them that Nikki’s legs are sore because you two went to JumpStreet for 4 hours. How do you two proceed?

I’d flush and stutter even more and then go no...we didn’t do that. We just went to JumpStreet for four hours... to which both Tommy and Vince would look at us and go “Uh-huh” I’d just let them go if they don’t want to know the truth so be it.  

10. You get on a plane to head out to see some extended family. You are seated next to Tommy, who looks like he’s been awake for a week. As soon as you’re in the air, he passes out on your shoulder. Do you move him or leave him be?

I’d leave him be. He seemed really tired and if he can get any sleep that’s important I wouldn’t want to risk waking him. 

11. You get home to see Nikki sitting on the couch with his arms outstretched. “What are you doing?” You ask him. “Cuddle me, you weirdo.” He says. How do you proceed?

I’d go cuddle him. Why wouldn’t I do that?

--------------------

1. You are roommates with Stephen Pearcy and because of his long hair, it constantly clogs the sink. Every time he complains about cleaning it you usually respond with, “We live together. You can’t blame this on anyone else.” One time when you say this, he leaves the bathroom and locks you in. What do you do?

2. After getting your little puppy with Randy, he is ecstatic and constantly is carrying the dog or the dog is yipping and following him around. One day while you’re making dinner, he comes up behind you and wraps his arms around you. After a minute or two he starts kissing your neck, so you turn around and look at him. “What’s all this about?” he says, “Think about it. The little patter of children in our home.” How do you respond?   

3. You and Warren live together in an apartment. It’s the middle of summer and it’s extremely hot and you’re in a drought. Both you and Warren are pretty much melting on the couch even though all of the windows are open. All of a sudden Warren gets up. “Where are you going?” “I want to take a shower so you should probably join me. It’ll save water.” How do you respond?   

4. You came home early from work to find a note from Randy telling you that he was out and he’d be back later. Ok, not a problem, you wait up for him until about ten o’clock. But you have to get up at about six in the morning, so you go to bed. At about midnight you feel the bed dip beside you and roll over, “It's midnight! Where the hell were you? You had me fucking worried!” Where was he? 

5. You’re walking down the stairs with Randy when all of sudden you trip. Randy catches you and asks if you’re ok to which you respond that you are, but you wait until you think he is out of earshot before muttering, “Except for my dignity.” Randy turns around and says, “That’s ok, I like that I caught you and not someone else.” How do you respond?

6. You’re getting ready for bed without Randy because he’s going to be out late with Kevin. All of a sudden you feel arms wrap around your waist and instinctively you hit the person which causes them to fall onto the bed. When you turn around you see it’s Randy and he’s holding his nose. What do you do?

7. Randy’s been really sick lately and stuck up in bed. Whenever he gets chills or gets uncomfortable with sour muscles you either cuddle with him or give him a massage and every time he says, “But you’re going to get sick. I don’t want to make you sick.” How do you respond?   

8. You have headphones in your ears and are dancing around the kitchen and singing, making dinner to one of your favorite songs. Randy opens the door and calls you and after not hearing you he goes to investigate. He finds you in the kitchen and decided to learn up against the doorway. It’s another two or three minutes before you realize he’s there and when you pull your earbuds out he says, “I like when you dance. You’re good.”  How do you respond?

9. Kevin is over at your’s and Randy's house for dinner, Randy says something that makes you blush and Kevin says, “Aww, you’re so sweet and cute and precious.” “I AM NOT SWEET. I AM DARK AND MYSTERIOUS AND DANGEROUS.” Then you do a tiny kitten sneeze. And Randy wraps his arm around you. “Awww, how cute.” How do you respond to Kevin?

10. While over at Kevin and Randy’s house you have your sketchbook out and are drawing Randy. Kevin comes over and asks what you’re drawing. You instinctively hide it which makes him want to see it more. He grabs it from you, “Oh this looks nice. I’m going to go show Randy.” He starts to head out the door. What do you do?

11.  Randy wants to wake up extra early to do something but he’s having trouble getting you out of bed. “Just get up. It’s not that hard!” You pull the covers off you. “No, I’m hibernating.” and then go back under. “Well, it’s not that cold out and you’re not even an animal.” Again you pull back the cover. “I can be what I want to be.” “Just get out of bed.” “NO.” “That’s it.” and Randy picks you up. What do you do?

@osbournebemydaddy, your move.      

[writingkeepsmewhole]

Darling Girl I Wanna Dance With You.

Okay this is a story idea I had after I finished the first part which is this one. It’s basically a pick your own story. This part will lead off to three different endings and then the next chapter will follow whoever you picked. So each time I update will be three chapters at a time so it might take some time but I want to post all three parts at the same time so no one gets left behind (or forgotten :P ) So hope you like it and let me know what you all think thanks okay bye :)

Reader wakes up from a bad dream gets drunk and dances with team free will aka Sam, Dean, and Cas.

Reader X Sam Reader X Dean Reader X Cas

Warnings: None I don’t think.... 

Waking up with a start I ran my hands threw my hair taking a breath.

“You too?” Asked two voices at the same time.

I looked to my left to see Sam and Dean sitting at the small table next to the window a beer in each of their hands.

“Guess so.” I say standing up one of there old T-shirts falling to my thighs.

Lifting my arms over my head I tried to stretch the soreness out from being thrown into a wall just a few hours ago.

“Yeah I think this hunt hit us all pretty hard.” Sam says taking a drink.

“Yeah between that and saving the world I don’t know if I’ll ever sleep again.” I say walking up to them.

“Beer?” Dean asked getting one out of the cooler under the table. Him being shirtless I could see his shoulder muscles move under his skin.

“Yeah why not?” I say taking it from him.

I earn myself two soft laughs when I make a face at the bitter taste.

“What we all know I’m more into a wine cooler then beer.”

“Yeah we know darlin’.” Dean says smiling taking a drink.

“What time is it?” I say rubbing my eye with the heel of my hand.

“Around three I think.” Sam says looking over his head at the clock on the wall. The stretch making his blue T-Shirt rise up showing just the bottom of is hard stomach.

“I guess I could have done that.” I say taking another drink the bitter take a little better than the last but still not great.

“So how do we plan on going back to sleep?”

“I say we drink until we pass out.” Dean says half serious taking another drink.

“Lovely. And you Sam?”

“I don’t know we uh could listen to music or something.” He says turning the radio on the table to face him.

“Good enough for me sit and drink all we need is pizza.” I say earning another laugh.

An hour later and three beers down I was more or less drunk.

Laying back on the bed my feet on the floor I looked over at the boys still sitting at the table when a familiar guitar filled my ears.

“Ohh turn it up!” I say sitting up quickly giving myself a slight head rush.

“Umm okay.” Sam says turning it up slightly.

“Oh come on I know you know this song!” I say standing up as  Rick Springfield started to sing.

Walking over to the table I turned it up not caring about if there was people sleeping in the next room.

“Jessie's got himself a girl and I want to make her mine.” I sang looking at Sam earning a weird look.

“I remember catching you two staying up all night and watching the video. Yeah if that’s what you mean.” Sam said clearly not as bused as me.

“Oh you're no fun.” I say standing up from leaning on the table.

I jumped when someone grabbed my wrist and spinning me around.

“Where can I find a woman like that?” Dean sang making me laugh him holding onto my hips.

Putting my hands in the air I sing along.

“I wish that I had Jessie's girl!” I sang loudly dancing around the room.

“I've been funny, I've been cool with the lines.” Sam sang finely moving from his chair earning a large smile from me.

“Ain't that the way love supposed to be?” All three of us sang together.

“Tell me, where can I find a woman like that?” We all sang loudly us each dancing around in our own way.

As soon as that song was over it was followed by Whitney Houston. I laughed loudly at the fact Sam and Dean knew the words.

“Oh, I wanna dance with somebody!” I sang as the sound of flapping wings filled my ears.

Without missing a beat I turned around to see Cas in his usual trench coat. The first few buttons undone on his white shirt his tie loose.

“I wanna feel the heat with somebody.” I sang pointing at Cas earning a confused look back.

“I don’t understand what's going on.” He says looking at Sam and Dean for help.

“Dance Party!.” I say poking his nose and jumping up on one of the beds jumping around.

“I will return-.”

“Oh no you don’t Angel boy dance or I scream.” I say pulling him onto the bed.

“I don’t understand what you wish me to do.”

“Dance.” I say taking his arms and moving them around much like you would do with a child.

“I suggest you do what she says she is pretty hammered besides it’s cute.” Dean says climbing up on the bed to stand behind me. On hand going on my hip the other holding a beer.

“Oh, I wanna dance with somebody.” I sing motioning Sam over with my pointer finger.

Seeing him sigh he stands up from his seat back at the table. Taking a drink of his beer he climbs onto the bed to stand beside me him joining the dance.

By the end of the song we had a rhythm figured out. Sam and Dean was on either side of me and halfway behind me. One of there hands on my hips. Cas was still in front of me I got him to relax enough to place his hands on my waist. My hands running threw my hair or over my head as I moved my hips.

The harmless touches turned more heated along with the rolling of my hips when Prince’s Darling Nikki came on. I don’t know if we were just caught up in the moment or if it was the one to many beers but we stayed like that until the song was almost over.

We were pulled from the moment by a loud banging on the door. Pushing past Sam and Cas I stumbled to the door almost hitting the table to pull it open showing a angry looking man.

“Yes?” I asked smiling at him.

“There has been a complaint about the noise.” He says rudely.

“Is there a problem here?” Dean asked coming up behind me and wrapping his arm around my waist.

“You okay?” Sam asks softly touching my arm looking down at me.

“Is there a way I could be of some help?” Cas asks from behind me him so close I could feel his breath dance across my neck.

“I umm yes there has been a request for you to turn the music down it is five am.” He says looking at each of them then at me.

It didn’t take a brain surgeon to know what he was thinking. I was barely dressed, Dean was shirtless, Sam in Pj’s and Cas looking like he was about to leave for work. And all three of them standing around me as if I belonged to just them. I couldn't help the slight smirk mixed with a blush at the thought of what he most likely thought.

“Will do Boss.” Dean says nodding a swift nod.

“We’re sorry about that.” Sam says.

“We were having a dance party.” Cas says making me giggle and look down my lip between my teeth.

“Well just please keep it down.”

“No problem have a good day.” I say smiling and closing the door quickly.

“Well now that awkwardness is over with I’m going to go take a bath.” I say too the three men before me.

Grabbing clothes from my bag I see Sam turn the radio off as Dean asks Cas why he showed up so early. I walk into the bathroom and close the door not bothering to lock it knowing that none of them will try to come in on me. Filling the bath I strip and slip down into the water sighing softly. I blush thinking about the guy at the door knowing what he must think about me. I can’t help but smile at the thought.

Closing my eyes I lay my head back wondering what it would be like if something really did happen between me and one of the boys. I bite my lip when my mind quickly goes to my favorite. His smile filling my mind making butterflies fill my stomach. The touch of his hand always lingering on my skin. His eyes meeting mine making me feel for only a second that I was the only person he could see. His hair making me wonder how nice it would be to run my fingers threw. It always looking so soft.

I quickly found myself drifting asleep the beer, dancing and bath getting to me.

I woke up feeling myself being placed on something soft. I opened my eyes but quickly closed them the lamp’s light to bright. Closing my eyes I groaned softly lifting my hands to cover my eyes.

“Shh go back to sleep Y/N.” Says a familiar voice.

Yawning I nod and nuzzle into the pillow and blankets falling asleep quickly feeling happy.

I wake up to a pounding headache and a very upset stomach. Sitting up slowly I still make the room spin making me close my eyes and groan. I open them and look around to see that I’m completely alone. Holding my head I wondering where everyone is but the thought is interrupted by my head pounding, throbbing even.

I think I saw some painkillers in the bathroom.’ I think looking at the bathroom door.

‘Worse case I puke in the bathtub.’

Thinking about puking I glance at the door to see that it looks cloudy the window wet.

‘Maybe the misty air would help better. I would rather puke outside then in the bathtub.’ I think it followed by a throb in my brain.

‘Or I could just cheat and call Cas to take my headache away. I’m sure he could help with the wanting to puke as well.’

I quickly decided it being a easy choice. Standing I look at the; Door, Bathroom, The ceiling.