#i wonder what would happen if buck began dating a girl after tommy

[nickyusuf]

i had no idea 911 fandom tends to be so messy and some people are willingly downgrading Buck with his bi storyline just because he's getting to expand and experience it (as of now) with Tommy…I'm too old for this shit

[lovely-ateez]

For The First Time Pt.2~

ꕥPosted: 7/25/20

ꕥGenre: College!au, Fluff

ꕥPairing: Fem!reader x Jongho

ꕥWord Count: ~1k

ꕥWarnings: None

ꕥA/N: I know this isn’t a popular series which makes me a little sad but I wanted to finish it anyway. If people end up liking it and it actually gets attention I might(?) make a part 3. It’s most likely gonna end here tho. Read part 1 also if you wouldn’t mind! Things will make a lot more sense if you do. You can do that here

ꕥA/N Cont: So even though I provided translations for some words, there is a phrase that I clarified in the middle of the writing bc I didn’t want to spoil anything

ꕥPhrase Guide:

你= You

加油 = You can do it (encouragement)

Jongho was surprisingly easy to talk to and we got along better than I thought we would. Not that I thought we wouldn’t get along, but I was still surprised.

After we had lunch together we exchanged numbers and began to hang out more, usually every couple days given our busy schedules.

He was so talkative that I found out almost everything about him in no time. He just turned 20, was a music major, and took Chinese because he wanted a challenge. He loved snow but hated the cold. Soccer was his favorite sport but he didn’t play often since he was always either studying or working as a tutor for underclassmen. He was born in Korea but grew up in America. Fluent in Korean but insecure enough about his American accent that he only spoke it with close friends and family. He met Mingi during a soccer camp he went to in middle school and his best friend - the guy with the mullet - was named Hongjoong and apparently much friendlier than he looked.

The more I spent time with Jongho, the more I realized I had feelings for him and the stronger they became. When Marina and I were alone in our dorm, I told her everything I was feeling and the response was exactly what I suspected.

“HA! KNEW IT!” Marina yelled, “I just won myself ten bucks.”

“I’m sorry, YOU WHAT?”

“I may or may not have made a bet with Mingi that you would catch feelings within three months of meeting Jongho. And you’re two days away from three months, girly.” She shrugged but kept the smile on her face.

“Oh my god you did not. Actually speaking of...what’s up with you two? Are you official yet?”

Marina went quiet for a moment then bit her lip, finally speaking up, “Well...not yet, technically, but we’ve seriously considered it. We have another date this weekend. Now all you have to do is get with Jongho and we can go on a double date.”

“Yeah I don’t know about that, M.”

“Y/n he totally likes you, if that’s what you’re worried about.”

“No I know. He’s got a few tells so I know he feels at least a little something. I’m just not sure if I should commit to anything, you know?”

Marina let out a loud laugh before speaking again.

“Pfft no. I dated all throughout high school. If I’m being honest, though, I really think you should give it a chance. People always freak out about possibly ruining a friendship by confessing but honestly if a friendship can’t withstand a little crush then you probably weren’t solid friends in the first place.”

“You know what? You’re right. I’ll tell him tomorrow.”

“Hell yeah girl! Go get him!”

-

The next day arrived way too quickly. Although I told myself I would confess, I was getting anxious. I walked into Chinese class holding hands with Marina for emotional support. We were the first ones there, as always, so I had a bit of time to rant.

“I’ll be honest, M. I’ve never felt butterflies like this before. I’m actually shaking.” I lifted up my hand to show her my slight tremor.

“Oh sweetheart! It’ll be all good! Promise. Just take a few deep breaths.”

I slowly breathed in and out for the next several seconds.

“You’re right. I can do this.”

The trio walked into class several minutes later. Mingi gave a quick kiss to Marina and Jongho gave me a friendly smile. Hongjoong rolled his eyes at the four of us and walked to his usual seat, propping his feet up on the seat in front of him.

The rest of the class filled in and soon our professor arrived.

The professor loudly clapped her hands, speaking up, “Alright class. Today I’m going to have you pair up in groups of two and work together. I don’t care who it’s with, as long as it’s with somebody. We’ve got an even number of students so we should be fine. I’ve got some games for you to play today.”

I turned to Marina but she was already halfway up the stairs to sit next to Mingi. I looked at Jongho but he motioned at Hongjoong, mouthing that he was sorry.

Okay. That’s fine. I thought. I’ll find someone else. Looking up I saw the unfamiliar young man standing in front of me. He blanked for a moment when I looked up at him.

“Hey! Uh...would you maybe want to be partners?”

“Are you sure? With the both of us together we’ll probably beat the whole class by a landslide.”

He laughed and sat down next to me, visibly more confident.

“I’m sure they can manage. I’m Tommy, by the way. You’re y/n, right?”

I nodded and smiled at him as we shook hands. I looked Tommy in the eyes and saw a slight blush on his cheeks. What I didn’t see; however, was the death stare Jongho was giving him.

The professor looked up and let out a laugh, pointing at Tommy and I.

“Yeah no way in hell am I letting that happen. You two are my best students and - no offense everyone - but no one would stand a chance against you two.”

“Ouch.” I heard Mingi say.

Jongho quickly stood up and raised his hand, “I’ll partner up with her!”

“Very good. Get on with it then.”

Tommy looked upset, making me feel bad for leaving him.

“Hey that’s okay, Tommy. Maybe next time?” I gave him a smile that he soon returned.

I walked up to Jongho, sitting next to him as Hongjoong sat down next to Tommy.

Jongho leaned in and whispered, “I’ll be honest, y/n. I’m really glad the teacher separated you two.”

“Yeah, I bet everyone is. We are the best in the class, no offense,” I laughed.

“Actually no I meant-“

“Alright class. I have talked in English for an unusually long time but in my defense, I was up basically all night grading essays so I’m running on two hours of sleep and a cappuccino. Nevertheless, I’ll now switch to Chinese. 加油.”

The first game was simple enough. The teacher wrote beginner to intermediate level phrases for us to translate. If we got it right, we got a point.

My team eventually won, beating Tommy and Hongjoong by a single point. Jongho really surprised me, getting almost as many questions right as I did.

Mingi and Marina ended up last because neither of them were paying attention, instead flirting with each other.

The second and final game was a little more complicated. We had to translate the sentence, as well as pronounce all the characters correctly. Tommy’s team was tied with mine until Jongho answered the last question correctly. I smiled at him and bounced in my seat.

“We won, Jongho!” I exclaimed, pulling him into a hug. He froze at first, but then put his arms around me and pulled me closer.

The professor spoke up once more, “We’re out of time for class today but remember you have a test next week. I expect you all to be studying!”

Our classmates soon left the room along with our teacher. Hongjoong quickly ran out to meet his new boyfriend - Seonghwa I think he said? - and Mingi and Marina were already gone. I assumed they left class sometime during the second game.

“Hey,” Jongho said to me as I was slipping on my backpack, “I was wondering if you could help me out with my writing in Chinese? Sometimes I mess up the stroke order and I could use the practice.”

“Sure! When do you want to study?”

“How about now?”

Jongho grabbed my arm and led me down to the whiteboard at the front of the class. I looked around at the empty classroom and nodded. I didn’t want to disturb anyone. He picked up a marker and began to write.

“I’ll write and you tell me if I make a mistake, okay?”

I laughed, “Sure, Jongho.”

As he started writing I didn’t see any mistakes. When he finished writing, I gasped.

“我喜欢你。你喜欢谁?”

[I like you. Who you you like?]

I smiled and took the marker from his hands, placing it back on the podium. I looked him in the eyes and cupped his face. “你” I said as I kissed him. I pulled back and looked into his eyes. He smiled and kissed me again, this time wrapping his arms around my waist.

We pulled back for air and I whispered, “You know, I was actually planning on telling you today, too. Marina encouraged me to tell you, but I guess I didn’t have to after all.”

“I mean you can still tell me, if you want.”

I gently kissed his cheek, “You already know how I feel.”

“Hmm. Actually I’m not quite sure. Could you clarify for me?” Jongho laughed when I playfully hit his arm.

“You know,” he continued, “when I said I was glad the teacher separated you earlier, I meant that I was glad you were away from Tommy. I’ve seen the way he looks at you and I really didn’t like it. I got so nervous because even though I tease, this is the first time I’ve felt like this. So I guess the question is...will you let me take you on a date?”

“Absolutely!”

[canumoveurseatup-no]

Behind Closed Doors

Summary: It’s the 40s and you find yourself falling for a certain Sergeant. You know it’s hard for you in a time like this but the love you two have for one another in insurmountable.

Requested by: @latreace-monae-love

WC: 2.7K

Pairing: 40s!Bucky x 40s!Black!Reader

Warnings: racial divide, use of the word “negro”, mentions of harassment, TW: one mention of rape, little angsty, fluffy, slight smut

A/N: Probably messed up some things with things with Steve and Peggy but that doesn’t matter. Enjoy and comment and reblog please!!!

—————

“You’re gonna get yourselves killed, Buck,” Steve has kept warning you and Bucky. He supported the relationship but he didn’t want you or Bucky to get yourselves caught up.

He hated having to watch Bucky sulk when you had to sit on the other side of the diner for colored people. There’s been times when he almost got pummeled to death just for crossing the line to talk to you.

Bucky would have to sneak to your side of town to see you as that was the only way to actually love you... behind closed doors. You hated it, you lived alone and no one knew other than your brother and he would always chew your ear off about it.

You two lived in a world where it was banned to be in an interracial relationship, but you two didn’t care. You were able to love who you wanted.

“Mama and pop are gonna kill you if they find out you’re messing with a white man, Y/N,” your older brother scolded.

“Well good thing you’re gonna keep your mouth shut,”

On either side of the scale you’d be screwed if anyone found out. But you and Bucky were willing to beat the odds.

Your mama always told you that if a white man wants you it’s to fetishize you and you believed it for a while until you met Bucky.

———

“What’s a pretty little lady doing out here all alone?,” there was a drunken group of white men on the corner as you were walking home by yourself.

“Now I don’t want any trouble, I just wanna get home safe,” you tried walking past the men but they formed a wall in front of you. You knew it was a bad idea to take that job way across town but it was better than what the others were offering.

You began to look for a way out, you didn’t want your mama and pop to be told that their little girl had been a victim to white drunkards on the corner.

“Give us a lil somethin’ and we’ll all be on our way,” one of them slurred.

“Never been with a negro woman before. How about you give us a taste,”

“Please, I’m just trying to go home!,” you tightened your jacket around yourself.

They grabbed you and you fought until a gun shot rang through the air.

“Now I suggest you all back away from the little lady,”

You jerk out of their grasps and see a man in a uniform. Good looking white man, well put together.

“Mind ya business, boy,”

The man in uniform huffed before knocking each and everyone of them out.

You stood in fear clutching your purse, “Don’t hurt me, please. I-I’ll give you all the money I have, I’m just tryna get home before it gets too dark,”

Bucky lifted up his hand to silence you, “Not gonna hurt ya ma’am,” he walks slowly to show you he’s not a threat, “I’m Sergeant Barnes and I’m just here to protect ya. Gonna walk you home so you get back to your family safe okay?,”

You swallowed the lump in your throat nodded quickly.

“Thank you,”

————

Everyday for months Bucky walked you home. Everyday you and Bucky got to know each other and you’ve grown quite fond of him. Sure his people were bad but he wasn’t. He was a genuine man and you soon fell for him. You two would go to little underground hideouts with other interracial couples to be able to get that sense of being open about your love.

His best bud Steve would come along and he was a pure soul. Steve was a small man who became a big man. Bucky was a little self conscious when Steve came back with the serum, thinking you’d leave him for Steve but you promised that would never happen.

Bucky was your man.

———

“Pass me the pepper please, doll,”

You two sat at dinner with Steve and a sweet little dame named Peggy. She was very sweet and all about building women up and fighting for their rights.

You pass Bucky the smile as Peggy speaks about another project coming up. You silently watch Bucky listen and laugh with Steve. You adored that man, you just wish things weren’t the way they were. Where he’d have to crawl up the fire escape just to see you and stay the night with you.

But the nights of slow dancing in your home, cooking together and watching TV. Mornings of him making breakfast for you or you making it for him while he was reading the paper. Oh!

The love making. Could never forget how he made you feel while making love to you. You knew your mother’s words weren’t true when it came to Bucky. Bucky didn’t pull that “I don’t see color” crap, he saw you exactly as you were, a black woman, a black woman who was tender hearted and hardworking and deserving of everything, the rights, the respect, that he got as a white man. He understood your fight and fought it with you.

You knew he was the one.

———

“I love you, doll,”

Bucky held your hands by your head as he rolled his hips into you. He never stopped to tell you that he loved you.

Hips lips were pressed against yours in a bruising kiss as your breath hitched in a moan. You two always had to be quiet so your neighbors didn’t hear. Everyone knew who Sergeant Bucky Barnes was.

“I love you more,” if that was even possible. You didn’t know you could love someone so much after only a year of dating but here you were.

His lips attached themselves to your collarbones and went to work with sucking and biting, knowing he can’t leave marks any higher.

“Cum for me, doll,”

Bucky let go of one of your hands to let his roam your body. He knew you loved it when he touched you in such a sensual manner. You were so sensitive to his touch it was almost overwhelming. A simple motion of his hands touching all over you was enough to push you over the edge.

You bite your bottom lip while Bucky’s lips wrapped around your pert nipples, knowing that always helped intensify your orgasm. With his hands all over you and mouth paying some much needed attention to your breasts, your pussy was clenching around him so hard Bucky couldn’t help but cum hard into his condom. You wish you could just feel him.

“Bucky,” you let out an airy whisper. Body still trembling as he peppered kisses all over your skin that was glowing with a slight sheen of sweat.

“I just want a family with you,” his nose nudged your neck.

You and Bucky had had this conversation a few times but the thought of having a family scared you. Not even just because he was a white man but the thought of having kids scared you anyway. Let alone the idea of them being by a white man, who granted you loved, but in this world you didn’t want to risk it.

You tried my wrap your arms around his neck and kiss along his five o’clock shadow, “I know b-but maybe in a few years things will look up where we’re finally accepted,”

He rested his head against your shoulder trying to keep in a sigh of disappointment, “But we’re in our prime Y/N. I- I know we... I know it’s not gonna be easy but maybe we can be the face of this battle. Be a face for others to come out of hiding as well and w-we rebel! We fight, we can prove that a white man can love a brown woman and vice versa,”

You heard, you really did. But the whites were brutal and would stop at nothing to let their displeasure be known.

“They could kill us, James,”

That was your fear. You already risked your life everyday enough with just being a colored woman. With being a part of the protests and now you’d have another fight on your hands which for some reason put a pit in your stomach that just gave you an inkling of know that this could be the fight to take you out.

“We could move away. Live on the countryside away from everyone. Our kids could grow up there,”

“You’re a Sergeant, my love. You’d be needed so much,”

For every point made, Bucky had a rebuttal.

“We’re gonna make this work, sweets. I know it. You can keep this argument up as much as you want but I just know we’re gonna find a way,”

———

“Mama you can’t just go setting me up with Tommy’s boy at the corner store!,” you were fuming.

Your mother went meddling in your love life and stirred the pot

“I want grandchildren, Y/N. Ya brotha is already working on some but I would like my daughter to have some as well,”

“Mama, I don’t want children right now. I wanna focus on myself,” you sighed. You knew Bucky would not like this, “I hate lil’ Tommy. I’m not going on that date so you can tell him I’m not gonna show up. I’m not stepping in the same room as that creep!,”

“What’s all the yelling for?,” your brother stepped in the room

“Mama set me up with lil’ Tommy!,” you whined. You graduated with Tommy, he was a rude ass young man and you despised him. You wondered how such a nasty boy could come from such a wonderful man and lovely woman. It confused you.

“Ew, Mama really?,” your brother frowned, “That youngin’ is disturbed in the head,”

“Oh I’m sure he ain’t that bad,” she waved you two off

“I’m not going on that date with him. I’ll date whoever I want on my own accords,”

“As long as it ain’t no white boy, ya hear?,” she points at you while you set the table up for family dinner. You felt your stomach drop and you looked over to your brother who wouldn’t even make eye contact with you. Your brother had come to terms with you being with Bucky and has grown quite fond of the gentleman.

“What’s wrong with a white man if he likes me?,” you tried your best to act nonchalant but you knew your mama would not change her mind

“Y/N ain’t no white man gonna like you,” she chuckled, “Dem men want one thing and one thing only. Remember dey raped our ancestors and killed us when others found out. We only good to lay in bed wit den dey throw us away,”

“Mama... I know that’s true but I don’t think all white people are like their ancestors. Like the ones that protest with us. They believe in us and what we fight for. I think some are good,”

“Child,” your mother put her hand up to shut you up, “Ain’t no white person messing with a black strictly for love,”

“You’re wrong, Mama,” you felt tears welling in your eyes

“Y/N,” your brother scolded before you said something that you couldn’t take back.

Bucky loved you no matter what his side or your side said. Love was so much more than color.

“What’d you say to me?,” you mother wipes her hands on her apron and stood squinting at you. That look was never good.

“I said you’re wrong,” you swallow. Bucky loves you and you’ll be damned if someone told you otherwise.

“And you know that how? What experience do you have Y/N?,”

Your brother stood in the middle of you two to try and diffuse any tension, “Let’s not argue, pop is on his way back from work,”

“A white man loves me, Mama and no matter what you say, I know he’s not like everyone else,”

Her laughed filled the entire house as if you told the world’s best joke for the next century. Your mama hated white people, for valid reasons but being with Bucky gave you the mindset that not all of them are alike.

“You a damn fool and I didn’t raise to you to be one,” we picked up her knife and began chopping away at carrots.

“We’re gonna have a family one day. We’re gonna move away to be happy. You don’t have to believe me mama but I’m sick of hiding my love for him from the world, I shouldn’t have to hide it from you too,”

“Because there isn’t any love to hide, dammit,” she stabs the knife into the cutting board making you and your brother flinch, “Dem people aren’t capable of any kind of love for us, Y/N and I’ve taught you better than what you’ve got yourself caught up in, in becoming some white man’s whore!,”

You didn’t believe her. You couldn’t bear to listen to this, you grabbed your coat and ran out the door ignoring the calls of your brother.

“Let’eh go!,” your mother shrugged. Your brother knew how her words hurt you. You and you mama had a close relationship but this one thing could have severed it.

You went home hoping Bucky was there waiting for you. You burst through the front doors to find Bucky and Steve. Bucky noticed how you had tears running down your face and how you were hiccuping to catch your breath.

“Doll, what the hell happened? Though you were at dinner with ya parents,”

“M-mama knows about us and she doesn’t believe you could l-love me,” was all you could get out. Your shoulder shook in sobs as he wrapped his arms around you.

“Of course I love you, Y/N. Don’t tell me you believe her,” he did his best to wipe your tears away although they kept falling, “I could never stop loving you,”

“I told her th-that but she said your kind is incapable of loving us past wanting to lay in bed with us,”

You and Bucky know that was bullshit. You two didn’t even start having sex until after you hit the one year mark.

“I just wanna go to a time where our love is believable and accepted,”

Bucky hated to hear you cry. He hated that you were hurt by someone you held so close to your heart.

“Well... that was something me and Steve were just discussing,”

———

“So we’re gonna wake up and still be like this?,” you ask as Peggy helps set you up in the big tube like contraption.

“Exactly the same. You’ll wake up and you’ll still be in your prime,”

“You sure this is what you want, Y/N?,” Bucky looked over to you from his own tube.

You already told your brother your goodbyes. He supported your decision and while it was a hard decision to make... he believed you deserved a chance at being in love with who you wanted.

“I’m positive,” you nodded.

Peggy nodded to her assistant and they pushed a button for the tubes to close.

“Gonna miss you, punk,”

“Maybe we’ll see each other in the future, jerk,”

Bucky and Steve exchanged words before the tubes began to fill with mist.

Your eyes closed with the hopes of waking to a world where things have changed.

———

*Present Day*

You felt stiff as ever like you had been frozen. Maybe because you were... wait.. you were frozen. Were, meaning, you’re awake!

You look around and see Bucky’s space is empty. You confusingly looked around and saw Bucky pacing, waiting for you to wake up.

You groan as you try to open the casing and Bucky’s head jerks in your direction to see you awake and well. He rushed to help you out and cradle you close to his body.

“You took so long to wake up!,” he sighed.

“It didn’t even seem like we were sleep for that lo-,” you look around at the building and see how it’s structure is different, how there’s so much more technological advanced things around you.

“Steve woke me up,”

“He’s here?! What year is it?,”

“2019,” you looked behind you and see Steve in modern clothes. Nice bit of facial hair and a clean hair cut. He didn’t look to bad in the modern light.

“We’ve been asleep for about 80 years? Bucky we’re old!,”

He laughed at you and kissed your forehead, “Apparently were in for a ride of learning new things,”

“Have things changed? C-can we go outside? No more hiding?,”

Bucky held your face secure in his hands, finally getting the chance to kiss you after 80 years.

“No more hiding,”

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I hope this was good enough! I hope y’all enjoyed it. It made me sad writing some of it but I loved it all together!

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[the--blackdahlia]

Too Young to Fall in Love Chapter 44 (Dirt!Nikki x Reader)

Title: Too Young to Fall in Love 44

Summary: Nikki Sixx was a hard partying musician on the strip. He never expected to fall in love with anyone, until a girl knocked on his dressing room door looking for a ride home and took his breath away. Just like everything else Nikki did; the drugs, the money, the music; Nikki went hard with love. (Y/n) Bass never expected the bassist of Motley Crue to be the one to shake her calm and calculated life up. She had a plan. Graduate school, become an epic producer, and watch from behind the scenes as her brother’s band rose to fame. Nikki and (Y/n) were perfect for each other, too bad her brother, Tommy, didn’t think so.

Series warnings:  Smut (18+ Please), drug use, language, referenced miscarriage, drug overdose, mentioned attempted suicide, out of character moments for everyone in the band, the timeline might be a little screwy but it’s fanfiction! I know nothing of music production and my medical knowledge is really screwy, so it won’t be accurate.

“You’re watching MTV and we have a new breaking story. Bassist Nikki Sixx and famed producer (Y/n) Bass have announced their engagement today. As well as Vince Neil and Movie executive Vanessa Rodriguez. It sounds like wedding bells for two of the members of Motley Crue.”  

Tommy stared at the TV on the yacht that him and Pamela were hanging out on. Pamela looked over at him.

“Babe? What is it?” She asked, putting down the magazine she had been reading.

“Bastard did it again!” Tommy clenched his fist. “He asked her to marry him and didn’t talk to me.”

“Oh. This happened before?” Pamela asked.

“Back in the 80’s they’d only been dating a couple of months before they broke up because of his addictions.” Tommy clenched his fist. “She better not come crying to me when he breaks her heart, again.”

“So, are you going to object to the wedding?” She asked. “She looks happy with him.”

“Yeah, she used to look happy with him too… I might just not show up.” Tommy went to the fridge and grabbed a beer.

“Babe, you know she loves you and she wants you to be there.” Pamela told him. They didn’t know that (Y/n) was going to talk to her dad. It was hard for him to walk a lot and she wondered if Tommy could help walk her down the aisle.

Tommy shrugged and headed towards the top of the yacht to look out over the water.

**********

Nikki sighed as he stretched and pulled (Y/n) closer to him. His fingers traced over her skin caressing her body. A devilish smirked played on his lips as he dipped under the covers and made his way down between her legs. His tongue licking at her folds as his fingers caressed her lightly.  

“Wha…” She moaned. She opened her eyes and looked down under the blankets. “Nikki…”

“Shhhh, I’m having breakfast,” he teased as he curled his fingers into her his mouth sucking on her clit.

“Mmmmm,” She bucked her hips. She was a little sore after their fun night. She was amazed that Nikki could get it up so many times and for so long, but she loved it so much. Nikki moaned into her skin as he felt her walls clenched around his fingers.

“Cum for me sweet girl,” he murmured as he moved his fingers faster into her.

“Nikki…” was all she said before she came around his fingers. “Oh shit!”

Moving up her body he kissed her deeply before pressing his cock into her. He moaned as he pushed in inch by inch. “Fuck,” he murmured.

“Didn’t have enough of me last night?” She breathed, loving the full feeling of him being inside her. “Fuck.”

“Never going to get enough of you,” he thrust into her long and slow as he kissed her deeply drinking in her moans. “You feel so good, I just want to do this all day.”

“Too bad you have work to do.” She moaned, wrapping her legs around his waist.

“Don’t wanna,” he sucked on her neck as he began to pick up the pace, thrusting faster into her.

“Fuck.” She moaned, closing her eyes. “Stay in bed and fuck me all day?”

“Shit, Yes,” he said as he snaked his hand between then pressing on her clit. “Could do this all day.”  

“Gotta eat sometime.” She was able to get them flipped over so he was on his back and she started to ride him.

“Fuck,” He moaned as he thrust his hip up into her as she rode him. His hands caressing her sides. “You look gorgeous, wish I had my camera.”

“Maybe later.” She winked. “Add it to your other special pictures you have.”

“Fuck yeah,” he smiled and let out a grunt. “I’m close sweet girl.”

“Come for me.” (Y/n) moaned, bouncing more. “I want to feel you.”

“F-f-fuck!” he moaned as he spilled into her. His fingers digging into her hips as he bucked into her.

“God Nikki, you feel so good.” She moaned.

Nikki reached down and pressed on her clit, “Cum for me sweet girl… cum.” It didn’t take her long before she came a second time all over him.

“Fuck.” She gasped.

He smiled when she collapsed on him and he kissed the top of her head. “I should get up and let Ziggy out.” He held her close not making a move to get up, “I just want to lay here all day.”

“I’ll go let him out.” she pecked his lips. “Good thing we have a privacy fence. We might have to make use of the pool today.” She winked at him before slowly getting up.

“I’m going to take a quick shower,” Nikki smacked her ass and smiled. “I’ll be down in a sec.” She wrapped her robe around her and let Ziggy out. They had been looking at getting another dog and she was thinking about going to go look today. That was if Nikki would let her out of bed.

Walking downstairs after his shower he was dressed for his day. He would be practicing for a bit before looking over trying to create his own label and maybe have (Y/n) as one of the execs. He watched her as she played with Ziggy and smiled. Grabbing his camera he began taking pictures just as the wind blew through her hair. He was brought out of his haze by a knock on the door. Walking over he opened in and frowned.

“Tommy,” he muttered.

“Hey Nikki.” Tommy said, looking sad. (Y/n) came to the door, smiling, until she saw Tommy. “(Y/n).” He said. “Good, you’re both here.”

“Tommy, what’s wrong?” She asked. She saw the beer bottle in his hand.

“I’m wondering that myself,” Nikki muttered while keeping (Y/n) behind him protectively.

“Why?” He asked softly. (Y/n) and Nikki looked at each other.

“Why, what?” Nikki looked at him.

“Why the hell did you two get engaged again?” The beer bottle fell from his hand, shattering on the sidewalk. “Fuck…” (Y/n) cringed a little.

“Because this time it’s going to stick. This time I made sure I was a better man. We’re together for a lot longer this time Tommy, and this time, I’m not going anywhere.” Nikki sighed. “Tommy you need help man.”

“No I don’t!” Tommy yelled. “I am doing just fine!” (Y/n) reached out and stabilized him.

“Tommy, when was the last time you ate?” She asked.

“Yesterday I think,” he mumbled.

“(Y/n),” Nikki breathed. “We should just take him home. He’s never going to be happy for us.”

“Let me go get dressed and I’ll take you back home.” (Y/n) whispered to her brother. “Do you need something to eat?” Nikki was amazed that after everything her brother had done to her, she could still be so kind to him. That’s another reason Nikki loved her so much.

“Yeah I guess,” Tommy mumbled as he looked Nikki and sighed. (Y/n) went up to put some clothes on. She pulled on one of Nikki’s Motley Crue wife beaters and a pair of leggings. She made it halfway down the stairs when she heard them talking.

“Tommy… why do you hate that I’m with (Y/n)? You’ve been doing this since the 80’s man.” Nikki sighed.

“Because she deserves better than someone like us.” Tommy grumbled. (Y/n) decided to intervene before things got worse.

“Come on Budweiser.” (Y/n) said, leading Tommy towards the car. She looked back at Nikki.

“(Y/n)...” Nikki gave her a worried look as Tommy sat in the passenger seat of her car. “You sure this is a good idea?”

“He tries anything, I’m punching him.” She told him. “Those self defense classes Nessa, Thena, and I took are coming in handy. And I’ll call you if something happens.” She got into the car and  looked over at Tommy. “What happened to my brother?”

Tommy shrugged, “Don’t know… I’ve always been a screw up… not as smart as you.”

“Tommy…” She started up the car. “Who taught me how to twirl drumsticks without smacking myself in the face?”

“I did,” he mumbled.

“And who taught me how to punch the boys at school who kept lifting up my skirt?” (Y/n) started driving to a place they could eat.

“I didn’t protect you from Nikki,” he grumbled.

“You didn’t need to.” She told him. “I chose to go out with him. I can’t help I fell in love with him.” She looked over at him. “Just like you couldn’t help that you loved Heather or Pamela.” Tommy teared up and looked out the window.

“But look what he did to you (Y/n). Look what I let him do to you and… I know he changed but…” Tommy wasn't sure what he was saying anymore.

“What did you let him do to me?” She asked. “He never hit me. Yeah, the drugs made him emotionally distant, but he has changed.”

“No, but he made you take drugs, and he made you feel abandoned.” Tommy sighed.

“He didn’t make me take the drugs,” She told him. “I chose to do that on my own. And, as for the feeling abandoned part, I’m the one that moved completely across the country, not him.”

Tommy sat in silence just letting her words sink in, “I guess I just… I don’t know anymore… I know I got jealous you stole my best friend.”

“So, this is nothing about what Nikki did,” (Y/n) said. “It’s me.”

“Sorry,” Tommy said. “My baby sister stole my best friend. He stopped partying and I… I pushed him to keep it up.”

“Tommy, he never stopped being your best friend because he was seeing me.” She told him. “Let’s get you home, okay.” She wasn’t going to lie, her heart was hurting. The truth had finally come out. She was going to keep it together until she was home.

****

Nikki was in his private studio writing and laying down bass lines. His mind kept wondering if (Y/n) was ok. His mind replayed the time Tommy punched her meaning to punch him. Or everytime he would carry her and take her away. He wondered what happened to his best friend. Looking at the time he put away his bass and walked to the kitchen ready to cook for himself and (Y/n).

(Y/n) came into the house quietly and made her way towards the bathroom. She ran water in the tub and climbed in. Nikki had heard the door, but he didn’t see (Y/n) come in. He frowned and went to look for her.

“(Y/n)?” he called for her. He could hear music playing from the bathroom and soft crying. He started to get scared. “Sweet girl, can I come in?” he placed his hand on the knob.

“Yeah…” She whispered, pulling her knees to her chest.

Walking in, he knelt next to the tub and caressed her cheek, “What did he do?”

“He told me the truth.” She whispered. “That it wasn’t you he was mad at all these years, but me.” She rested her head on top of her knees.

“What?” Nikki looked at her confused. “How could he be mad at you? You did nothing wrong.”

“I stole his best friend away from him,” She told him. “All these years, and I thought he was mad that you were in love with his sister. But it turns out he was mad that I was in love with his best friend.”

Nikki sighed and kissed her head, “I’m not sure what to say to that. He’s being an idiot, and he could have come talk to me.”  (Y/n) closed her eyes and started to cry.

“Everything that happened makes sense now.” She whispered.

“What are you talking about?” Nikki sat next to the tub and relaxed. “You know I can join you in here. We could just relax and talk about the wedding.” She offered him a small smile.

“Come on in.” She told him softly.

Nikki removed his clothes and gently moved her forward so he could go in behind her. He sighed and pulled her back to lay against him. “This feel nice. So what are we thinking. Spring? Summer?”

“Running to Vegas and eloping?” (Y/n) laughed a little. “I was thinking a spring wedding could be beautiful. Not too hot too, so I don’t have to hear anyone complaining about having to wear pants or a long dress.”

“That sounds good,” Nikki smiled. “Tell me your vision and we can start finding someone to help us out.” He was trying to distract her. If anything he was going to go talk to Tommy himself and hopefully Tommy would hear him out.

“Early evening outside. Little lights wrapped around the trees and candles.” She rested back against Nikki. “The most handsome man I’ve ever seen standing at the altar waiting for me.”

“Really? More handsome than me?” he teased.

“I mean, Ziggy is pretty cute.” She laughed. Nikki splashed her a little. “There’s no one I want more waiting for me at the end of the aisle than Nikki Fucking Sixx.” She laughed softly.

“Damn straight,” he muttered and kissed her shoulder. “We should get some new Tats.”

“Oh?” She asked. “I think I have something in mind.” She smiled and kissed him. “Dinner and some tats?”

"Now that is a plan, what should we get?" He let his hands massage her back while he cleaned her.

“What if I got something that said “sweet girl” and you got something that says “silly boy”?”

Nikki chuckled and held her close, “I like that. I think it defines us.”

“I love you Nikki.” (Y/n) said, staying close to her bassit. “You know, the offers still stands for Vegas.” She giggled a little.

“I don’t think your parents would appreciate that sweet girl,” he kissed the top of her head and sighed. He sighed, “I should really go and talk to Tommy myself,” he sighed.

“Let’s just leave him alone for now,” (Y/n) told Nikki.

“Yeah, I guess,” Nikki got up with (Y/n) and helped her out of the tub. “I’ll stop cooking whatever I was cooking and we can just eat out and get our new Tattoos.”

“Oh, I’m sorry.” (Y/n) looked down.

“For what?” Nikki smiled. “We’re going to have fun. Besides, I can always cook tomorrow.” He helped her get dry and kissed her his fingers reaching between her legs. She gasped softly into the kiss.

“Nikki, I just dried off.” She moaned.

“And look at that,” he murmured, “you’re wet again.” He moved his hand and winked. “Lets go sweet girl, we have a long night ahead of us.”

“You’re gonna pay for that.” She warned him as she went to get ready for their evening. She knew the exact outfit to wear. It got him hard every time she wore it. She slid the shirt on with a pair of pants and made her way down the living room.

“Cheater,” Nikki muttered as he pulled her close to him. “You know exactly what that shirt does to me sweet girl.”

“Oh, I know.” She smirked. “So, are we going?” She wiggled away and walked towards the door.

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