#love nikki fic

[blythqe]

warning: my first nidvette fic (let alone fic at all lol) **UNFINISHED**

note: yvette and nidhogg in car. y learns about n’s intent. idk this is my first ever writing in my whole life, it’s probably really shitty but ya 😢 that’s it enjoy <3

IF YOU KNOW ME IRL GET THE FUCK OUT

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“surely you understand what i mean now, don’t you, yvette?”

pressing herself as close to the door as possible away from the ex prime minister, yvette’s balled fists trembled in her lap. the secretary was now sitting in a car with a traitor on the way to who knows where; as calm as ever, she could tell he was completely prepared. her on the other hand, was nothing short of a poorly concealed mess.

sitting beside her was the pride that she and the lilith kingdom grew to love, despite his upbringing in the north. the surprisingly gentle man that would wipe away the tears from her emerald-like eyes, reassuring her that she wasn’t a failure. the prime minister that was undeniably strict on others in the office, but never seemed to get angry at his secretary. what was she even to call him? he was no longer the man yvette once saw; the man she once fell in love with.

yvette saw her vision getting blurry, her eyes welling up. she hated herself for it. she should’ve been more hurt over the fact that nidhogg betrayed lilith, or rather the whole of miraland, but she couldn’t bear knowing that everything— from the big mistakes and accidents he tenderly forgave her for, to the small actions that would make her heart flutter— was all a performance, in which her heartstrings were played like a puppet. looking in the mirror, yvette saw the profile of nidhogg’s face, which although was the same as it was a minute ago, what was reflected to her was an entirely different man. not the prime minister of lilith, but the colonel of league tyr.

“you lied. you lied to everyone. we all loved you… i loved you.” she choked out, hurt and humiliated. yvette would never have thought this would be what it took for her finally to confess her feelings. she knew he could tell she was crying by now, and she was ashamed, learning that she’d always been the terrified girl who walked through the grand office doors on the day of the interview.

“i did,” nidhogg spoke with no remorse, “but i promise you yvette; it’s for the best of our future— for miraland’s future.” nidhogg said, slightlu turning to look her in the eyes with his— dark with a glint of amber, the fire of ambition in his soul with will to change the fate of the world.

“our future..?” yvette couldn’t bear to look at him. “i don’t want to live a future with a traitor.”

[mxxtalupyourass]

꧁𖤐 NIKKI SIXX NSFW ALPHABET 𖤐꧂ 1984

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

(Lmk if i missed any)

A/N: got a burst of inspiration

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

𖤐 I believe Nikki would act depending on who you are

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum)

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

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

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

D = Dirty Secret (Self Explanatory.)

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

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

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

𖤐 He didn’t go to the bathroom.

𖤐 You wondered where they went..

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

𖤐 SUPER experienced. You already know.

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

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

F= Favorite Positions

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

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

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

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

𖤐 Depends.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

J= Jack Off (Masturbation headcannon)

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

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

K= Kink (One or more of their kinks)

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

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

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

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

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

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

L= Location (favorite place to fuck)

𖤐 Backstage. Not even in his dressing room either.

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

𖤐 Shower. He loves showering with you.

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

M= Motivation (What gets them going?)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

𖤐 Depends, again.

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

𖤐 if he’s feeling more romantic..

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

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

𖤐 Big fan. He’s a big fan.

𖤐 Loves getting quickies before a show.

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

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

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

𖤐 YES yes he is!!

𖤐 He LOVES to experiment.

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

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

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

𖤐 One round lasting about 45 minutes.

𖤐 A normal day would be about 1-2 rounds

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

𖤐 He owns toys but not for himself

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

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

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

U= Unfair (how much do they tease?)

𖤐 He is the king of teases.

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

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

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

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

𖤐 Quiet moans, little whimpers..

𖤐 Lets out a whine when he cums.

W= Wild card (Random Headcannon)

𖤐 Basically worships you.

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

𖤐 Praises fall from his lips like a second language

𖤐 “Love, you are absolutely perfect..”

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

𖤐 “Fuck, the things you do to me..”

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

𖤐 6 1/2 inches, take it or leave it.

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

𖤐 Has pretty heavy balls

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

𖤐 Oh lord

𖤐 He’s horny any time you are

𖤐 Actually, when isn’t he horny?

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

𖤐 I’d say about 30 minutes

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

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

𖤐 Plays with your hair and whispers praise

[xo-myloves]

I have a love hate relationship with Nikki, so why not put it to good use….

༞༞༞༞༞༞༞༞𝙳𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐༞༞༞༞༞༞

Nikki sixx, so many ways to put him, he wrote great songs, his looks were fucking fantastic, his band was good, but fuck he was such a prick, such a fucking poser, such a douche, he always thought he was better than everyone else, maybe someone needs to put his fucking ass in check.

✢✢✢✢✢✢✢✢✢✢✢✢✢✢✢✢✢✢✢✢✢

It was like any other night in the Roxy, lots of chicks, lot of guys, the smell of sex, boozes and rock n roll was in the air, couldn’t be any better, I knew Nikki’s schedule by now, he would play a show wherever he had booked, come to the Roxy, fuck some chick, go to bed, I’ve been that chick before.

He decided to tell everyone on the strip I was the easiest piece of meat of the street. I wanted to crave his fucking face in, especially the person who came up and told me about it, Mr fucking axl rose. When this ginger fuck came up to me and asking if I was as easy as Nikki says, I wanted to rip his fucking head off.

It was more of a joke with axl so I didn’t care as much, I’ve known him for a while, he didn’t like Nikki either, so it was all perfect, he told me when he was coming to and when he was, fucking perfect, it was all perfect.

As I was lost in my train of thought, I looked up to see the one and only, Mr sixx, that fucking cock.

“Hey Nikki!” I shouted from the other side of the club to catch his attention, he immediately turned and came up to me with a drunk gaze and smile, he reeked of cigarettes and whiskey, why did I find that so hot.

“Well hello gorgeous.” Nikki spoke in his usual cocky tone, already starting a fire in my being, i just gave him a fake smile, which he believed, “what brings you here doll face?” Nikki spoke again putting his arm around me, I wanted to fucking bite it off! But didn’t. Not yet at least.

“How about we have some fun, like we did?” I bit my tongue as I spoke, wanting to swallow the words I already said, it was all a plan though, I knew what I was doing, I was calculated, I wasn’t you’re average slut, if I was a slut, I’d be a damn smart one.

Nikki’s face light up at my question, more of a statement the more I think about it, “already want more of me?”

God he was such an annoying prick.

“you could say so, let’s just get going.” I tried to hurry up the process of getting him to my hotel, and teaching him who the fuck is in charge.

As we got a cab to my hotel, he was all over me, trying to reach his hands up my skirt, trying to take my top off, everytime i would just slap the shit out of him, not letting him get a second of me, which was already making his blood boil.

“Let me touch you baby, please, or touch me.” He grabbed my hand, reaching it down to his crotch, and you know what I did? I fucking squeezed the shit out of his dick making him yelp in pain, making him shoot up with surprise and frustration, only making me laugh in amusement.

“What the fuck y/n?!” He shouted at me, making the car driver look back, I just put my fingers to his lips, in a very sexually manner, which made this horny bastard immediately retract his actions.

After the cab finally pulled up to my hotel, shaking the bright lights, I immediately got out, waiting for Nikki, who stumbled out of the car, almost falling onto his fucking face, which I wish he did so I could laugh at him.

We get upstairs and he is already taking his clothes off, and walking up to me and trying to get in my pants, I let him think he is getting more than he thinks at first, I let him give me a few kisses and squeezes.

Until I push him onto the bed, grabbing my handcuffs and his eyes light up with fear and excitement, “w-what is that f-for?” He looked scared and for some sick reason it turned me on and boosted my confidence, I locked the cuffs to the bed frame making him squirm a bit, which ended up with him getting hit with the back of my hand.

“What the fuck!” He shouted, thrashing his legs, and looking at me with anger and a sex drive higher than anyone else’s, “you wanna know?!” I shouted my act giving up slightly, he nodded his head and shouted “YES!”, I didn’t even give him the satisfaction of an answer.

I started ripping his leather pants off of him, leaving him in his boxers which were soon torn off, leaving him exposed to me, and only me in this moment, I quickly got on the bed, wrapping my handcuffs around his cock, pumping him fast and hard without any warning, “you wanna tell me how easy you say I am?! Huh? You stupid fuck.” I spit in his face, literally, it mostly hit his chest but a little bit got on his face.

His face got bright red in embarrassment and anger, “FUCK YOU, Y-YOU C-CRAZY BITCH!” He gasped slightly at me still jerking his cock hard and fast, not letting him being able to control his emotions.

“No I fucking want you to tell me why you think you have the nerve to say I’m a whore when you beg to fuck me hmm?” I snapped, I spit on his cock so there was some lube so it made it easier to go faster on his cock, which only made him start moaning like a bitch.

“I-it w-was stupid, I-I’m f-fucking s-sor-sorry, I-m g-gon-gonna cum shit.” Nikki panted like a dog going through heat, his thighs getting a bit shaky, his fists clenched, and his eyes getting glossy, but I couldn’t give two fucks.

“It was pretty fucking stupid huh? And you know what? Fuck you and your dirty fucking cock.” I let go our his dick, spitting on his lower stomach, which made his thighs and legs start thrashing needing his release, which he won’t be fucking getting.

“Y/N PLEASE WHAT THE FUCK I NEED TO CUM YOU FUCKING BITCH COME BACK HERE!” His hands pulled on the handcuffs making loud sounds, but before I knew it, I left the room, oh did I mention, it was Tommy’s hotel room?

Axl swiped the key for me.

mwah thank you axl baby 💋

[miralands-resident-conspiracist]

I wonder if Infinity Nikki is going to have any of the other characters. I know it's supposed to be an alternate timeline or a reboot or something, but do you think they might make an appearance?

[thesmokingguns]

Daddy's Final Girl

Minors DNI 18+

Nikki sat against the sofa, a blanket thrown over his legs as Peach laid against him, her head under his chin as she snuggled up against him, watching the scary movie that he had picked out for them. 

He shifted with her as they moved to lay down, his hand coming around her body, fingers softly caressing her jaw as his thumb rubbed her lips. They parted for him as his thumb slipped between. Sinking into the wet heat of her mouth as she comfort sucked at his thumb, wiggling back against him. 

The way his cock jerked awake, all the blood that was needed for his brain traveling south as she whimpered at a scary part. 

He swallowed, making a soothing sound to ease some of her worry. His thigh tossed over her legs, pulling thumb back and open a bit so his free hand could slide down to where her lace trimmed panties were. 

So wet already. 

This fingers teased outside of the fabric, gently coaxing her clit as she shimmed and suckled harder against his thumb. 

“Shhe, Peach. Be a good girl for daddy so we can finish the movie.” She whined but didn’t protest as she stilled. 

Nikki rewarded her, pushing the fabric of her panties to the side as his fingers stroked up and down her slit. Coating the digits with her slickness as she used those pretty lips to suck at his thumb harder.

His eyes weren’t even on the movie anymore, just focused on the sweet girl in his arms as he watched her mouth fall open as two of his fingers slide into her sweet pussy. He used this opportunity to replace his thumb with his middle finger and pointed, shoving them until they hit the back of her throat. 

The gag sound Peach made had him groaning, leaning to breath her in as he nipped at her ear in an affectionate coax. 

“That’s it, Peach. You’re taking me like such a good girl. So fucking wet. All for daddy. I need to add another finger. Get your pretty little pussy all ready for my cock. You want my cock, don’t you princess?” She whined around his fingers that were fucking her mouth in time with the fingers in her pussy. Her head bobbing as much as it could to acknowledge that yes. She did want that. 

Nikki kissed her earlobe pulling his fingers from her pussy before stretching her around three of the digits. The sound she made was akin to the scream of the final girl on their TV scream. It was sexy as hell. 

He nuzz;ed her neck, licking and sucking the skin as he stretched her, rocking against her as she drooled over his fingers. So close to being ready for him. 

“Don’t you cum yet, Peach. Don’t come until I’m buried inside of you. I need you to come around my cock. Squeezing me so I know you love me.” She made such a sound of desperation. All wet and desperate, muffled by his fingers. 

She was so close. 

The way her pussy was fluttering, ready to show him that she was ready to take him had him groaning with need for his girl. 

HIs fingers left her mouth, unzipping his pants and guiding his cock to where his fingers were working, 

“Please.” She was begging for his cock and it was the prettiest sound NIkki could imagine. 

He wasn’t gently as he slipped his fingers free, notching he head against her gaping entrance and pushing himself in. Peach’s scream of please was cut off by the slippery tang of her taste hitting her tongue. NIkki’s fingers once more in her mouth. 

“Suck,” He commanded, “Taste what a good fucking girl you are for me. Clean me up as you get my dick all sticky with that soaking pussy of yours. SHow me how good you can be for me, Peach and I’ll bath your sweet little cunt with my seed. Get you nice and full before bed.” He promised. 

The dirty talking making her eyes roll back. Mind blank as she just sucked at his fingers, watching as she tried to push back for more. Needing more of him as she whined again. 

The horror villain held his knife to the girls throat. Head tilting behind his mask as he pressed the knife into her neck, blood dripping down the valley between her breasts as she bagged him to spare her. 

Just like Peach wanted to beg to come. 

Muffled sounds came out and he knew. Knew what she was asking for him. 

“DO IT! Come all over me, Peach. Soak daddy with your sweet pussy.” She moaned around his fingers, body shaking as she came around him. Whimpering helplessly as he pounded into her as he chased his own please. “FUCK.” Nikki swore as she slurped around his fingers. 

She was being so good for him. Such a good girl. 

He slipped his wet fingers from her mouth, hooking the wet digits around her throat to pull her back against him as he drove up inside of her. The sounds of screams and skin slapping skin filling the theater room they were in. 

Peach reached behind her, fingers tangling with his hair as she pulled his lips to hers, letting their tongues taste each other as he emptied himself inside of her. 

The movie forgotten and just the show of love entertaining them now.

[meganechan05]

Imagine being arrested by the Supreme Justice of Chikyuu in a giant ball gown bc they were working undercover to track you down. Behind them is the Queen disguised as a duke that went missing for five years laughing her butt off because she didn’t know it was going to work that well and that the Chief Justice was able to fight in such a large dress in stiletto heels.

That poor sap that had to go through that…

[starphenie]

nikki + kimis from a comic i may or may not finish

[hawth-can-draw]

hello love nikki fandom!!!!!!!! they mean everything to me.

[rottindecay]

im going to go INSANE.

can all these Motley Crue fics NOT have some sort of daddy kink for ONCE?? GOD!!!!

lifes hard out here.

at this point i might just have to make some Motley fics myself.. maybe..

if Motley if your thing first of all, we NEED to be moosts!!!! and second of all, please send ideas in. i wanna write for my husbands but i have no idea what to do.

I can write for Tommy and Nikki but idk about Vince and Mick.... we'll see...

[robinsnest2111]

long time no In Darkness Shall You Be Reborn fanart 🏴‍☠️ @arnold-layne

this sketch is inspired by Vince and Nikki's first meeting <3

[emmaspolaroid]

winter vs. summer looks in the human world

[bosesmikas]

moodboard: nikki velasco

[starry-eyed-extraterrestrial]

Second nsft crue!slash fic finished for my moot @crueclown22 , hope you like this :)

Nikki sits on the porch at their residence in Moscow gazing up at the bright stars in the sky. The band were all living together again (this time with the added addition of Mick) to record their new album Dr. Feelgood.

The agreement had been that they all stay together, they all work together and that they all, and this was the most important one, stay sober together.

So far it hasn't been…a fantastic system. It turns out living with a group of recovering addicts while you yourself are a recovering addict isn't all that glamorous. Everybody is annoyed and pent up as not only do they not have drugs or alcohol but they didn't have the normal flow of chicks out here in the middle of nowhere like they were used to having.

But while everyone was a little bit bent out of shape about the new arrangement, their music was now at the forefront of their minds and so it was all about making every song as good as it could be without cutting any corners. So they started taking out all their anger and frustration on their instruments and so far it has been working wonders.

Until it didn't.

Or at least until it didn't for one of them. Vince was having a particularly hard time dealing with being sober, even though technically he should have been sober longer then any of them, as the court mandated that he be sober for his probation but obviously that didn't happen and music just wasn't scratching that itch anymore.

So naturally he started sneaking out, somehow got a taxi or a lift of some kind to show up for him every night in the middle of nowhere to take him out to drink.

Nikki found this out from Tommy who had gone with him one night and Tommy being the honest guy he pretends to be, told Nikki this out of sheer guilt for his actions and how hard him and Mick had been working while him and Vince took the cheaters way out and he felt very sorry and ratted out their singer.

Nikki thanks Tommy for telling him and assured him it was okay and that all was forgiven and that everybody falls off the wagon every now and then but that the important part was that he got back on. Tommy seemed relieved and left Nikki to go to bed. Nikki on the other hand skipped the notion of going to bed and instead sat down in one of the porch chairs and waited for their singer to come back to the house.

He waits a few hours, and it's a productive time for his lyrics as he jots down quite a few that he wants to bring up in the next session that he thinks could be massive chart successes.On the fourth hour a car pulls into the driveway as subtly as possible and Nikki sets his pen and notebook asside and goes to stand at the top of the porch steps with crossed arms and a practiced calm glare welded to his face.

Low and behold, Vince stumbles out of the car, he doesn't seem intoxicated though, but he assumes that's part of Vince's cleverly crafted plan, he drinks for a few hours at a bar somewhere, sobers up quickly through misterious means then comes home and acts as if he's been there the whole time, aswell as completely sober this entire time.

Nikki grits his teeth in anger but he bites back any actual words of hate to come. He wants the car to drive away first before he actually starts saying anything to Vince, so that he can't run away.

Vince walks all the way up to the bottom of the steps, looking and waving the car away ,before he actually sees Nikki standing atop the stairs, he freezes at first like a deer caught in headlights ,but just for a second before he smiles at Nikki all friendly like, like he hadn't just been caught red handed and as far as he knew he hadn't been caught fully red handed yet. He had no idea how much Nikki knew yet.

“Hey man, morning” Vince said jovially as he made his way up the stairs. Nikki merely glares him down.

“Are we a joke to you?” Nikki asks, seriously.

These words let Vince know the jig is up and so his fake happiness quickly falls away to defensivness.

“Who told you then?” Vince asks in a deadpan voice as he gets to the top of the stairs and walks past Nikki into the house. Nikki follows.

“Who told me isn't important” Nikki says and he's about to continue when he's rudely interrupted.

“So it was Tommy, I'm gonna kill that little bastard when I get my hands on him.” Vince grumbles as he takes off his shoes and throws them in the corner with all the other guys shoes.

Vince's sentence implies that somebody else other then Tommy knew about the sneaking out, he makes a mental note to ask around later.

“No you're not” Nikki says not caring to keep his voice down. Nikki steps infront of Vince, blocking him in his attempted stride to his room and towers over him menacingly.

“All you’re going to do is apologize to the band at practice today, especially Tommy since your the one who enabled that kind of behaviour again and you're never going to do it again, got that?” Nikki's tone is still relatively calm, but underneath he's attempting to calm a sea of rage at Vince's bratty little attitude.

It seems like he was forgetting who was in charge here and if he kept this behaviour going Nikki was just going to have to remind his singer who he answered to around here.

Vince laughed sarcastically as he tried side step Nikki and when he couldn't he headed into the kitchen instead which was open and right next to the living room, so that everybody who entered the living room could also see everything that was happening in the kitchen.

“And why would I do that, you're not the fucking boss of me, I'm here now and not drunk isn't that enough-”

Vince is then slammed into the kitchen counter with his back facing the aggressor and his front facing the stairwell pressed against the table, caged in by two strong tattooed arms. Vince shivers when Nikki's voice comes out as a gentle breath on his neck, like a spider was crawling on him.

“Don't you dare talk to me like that bitch” Nikki hisses against Vince's earlobe making him shutter again and his eyes widen in fear.

When the initial shock wears off Vince's panic revs up into anger.

“Let me go!” Vince says trying to squeeze out from under Nikki.

Vince then freezes up again when he feels Nikki start to grope him through his pants. Suddenly the fight leaves his body and he slowly melts in Nikki's hands.

Fuck, it's been far too long since anybodies touched him like this. Vince feels his eye lids droop with hazy lust. He bites his lip and adjusts his position between Nikki and the counter as much as he can until it's comfortable enough for him to lean against the table and for Nikki's hand to more accurately reach his dick.

Nikki chuckles in his ear darkly.

“I've barely touched you and already you've given up the fight, and you say I don't own you” Nikki purrs.

Vince growls but can't think of anything smart to say back so he just leans into Nikki's hand that's getting more insistent by the minute it would seem.

Vince whines softly as Nikki's hand teasingly peels away the waistband of his jeans and let's it hover over Vince's happy trail. Nikki laughs sadistically.

It seems like Vince isn't the only one with an old bad habit to kill.

“Touch me already” Vince demands breathlessly, already rock hard from just a minute of fondling,his eyes glued to where Nikki's hand disappeared below his waistline.

“Didn't hear a please there baby boy” Nikki teases, touching Vince's thighs and playing with his pubic hair and literally everywhere else except where he wanted Nikki to touch him.

Vince growls again but this time around it comes out far needier and between clenched teeth. Vince is so tempted to just spit in Nikki's face and save his pride and say nothing.

But he's far too horny to care about saving face right now, all that his brain wants from him now is to acquire an orgasm then fall asleep for the rest of time and hopefully wake up to this whole situation just being a dream.

“Please..” Vince says almost inaudibly, shutting his eyes in shame.

“What was that? You gotta speak up baby” Nikki says, a single finger of Nikki's lightly brushing the tip of his shaft.

“Please!” Vince breaks, he needed this and he'd do whatever it took to get it. Nikki smirked against his neck in satisfaction and finally retracted his hand, spat on it then took Vince's cock from his pants and wrapped his warm palm around Vince's cock.

Vince moans loudly, his back sinking into Nikki's chest. He's so glad that his previous lays can't see him now, broken down and moaning like a porn star over a simple shoddy handjob.

Nikki picks up the pace slightly and Vince embarrassingly enough feels himself getting close.

“Fuck, please Nikki just a little more!” Vince can't keep his own volume at bay that's how absolutely devastated and debauched he is in the moment and the way Nikki's grinding on his ass, actually makes the experience a lot better.

Just before he can cum Nikki stops, and Vince almost blows a fucking gasket. He kicks one of Nikki's legs in pure rage.

“Fucking finish me off already, please!!” Vince spits out, too far gone to care.

“Aww I'm sorry baby, I'll let you cum..as soon as you promise to apologize to everyone today. And you call me your master.” Nikki says with a fake sweet tone.

Vince knows that as soon as he cums he'll regret making this trade and he might just never recover from this loss, ego wise and Nikki would have control over him in a way he could never get back…but if he didn't cum right now he might just go into cardiac arrest.

“I promise I'll apologize…master” Vince breathes out and apparently that enough for Nikki as he strokes Vince tighter and faster then before and even twists his hand at the upstroke to make the orgasm even better.

“Ah!!!!” Vince moans as Nikki milks him for all he's worth.

When Vince finally comes down he pants heavily and crumbles in Nikki's arms, Nikki also pants but not as harshly as Vince does and they just stay like that for a while.

Nikki retracts his hand from Vince's pants letting Vince see his jizz covered hand in all its glory as it dripped from his palm onto the surface of the counter.

“I'm so glad we could come to an agreement” Nikki says cheekily.

“What the fuck is going on down her- Jesus wept!!” Nikki and Vince both snap their heads up to the staircase in terror, where Mick was currently coming down into the kitchen, but seemed to be on a fast track back upstairs again.

Nikki opens his mouth to try and fumble out an explanation but Mick stops him.

“I don't wanna know, but I am never eating off that fucking counter again!” Mick says storming off upstairs again.

Nikki and Vince are still for a while.

“.... See, you going out drinking causes a lot of tension.” Nikki says, trying to pin the whole situation on Vince.

Vince just steps on Nikki's toe with the back of his sharp heel and let's a satisfied smile grace his lips when he hears a crack

[knickynoo]

Working on a new fic, and let me tell you: I am enjoying this story and the process of writing it so much. Can't wait to eventually share it.

[megaerakles]

Sometimes I start thinking one of my batfam fics is a “flop” or whatever (I know I know that’s not the point but I like attention sue me) but then I remember I used to write primarily for a mobile fashion game and I look back at the numbers on those fics and it’s like. You know maybe it’s not that bad on this side of the grass actually.

[sailoreuterpe]

My fanfic drafts from 25 years ago: cishet nonsense with cheating, love triangles, and wack dynamics plus various bigotries.

Me now: But what if healthy queer????