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Affirmations ➳ Nikki Sixx (18+)
➳ this is for the soft dirty talk sentence starters. if you want to see me write one from this list, send me an ask with a character! :)<3
➳a/n:AHHGHH BRB I NEED A NIKKI SIXX IN MY LIFEEEEEEE. imagining this dude calling me “pretty girl” really isn’t helping me right now, so if you hear crying – it’s me.
➳pairing: The Dirt!Nikki Sixx / Nikki Sixx x Female!Reader
➳summary: When you and Nikki are offering one another words of affirmation, things that you love about the other, it’s something that Nikki says that kickstarts both of you into desiring a little fun on the couch.
➳warnings: smut, fingering, unprotected sex, Nikki freakin’ Sixx because he’s a warning in itself
➳prompts: “you make me smile … and also super horny, but that’s not the point.”
➳ || Nikki Sixx masterlist||main masterlist ||who I write for ||
“I love the green in your eyes,” You said to your boyfriend as you placed your feet in his lap. You rubbed them together as he reached down and massaged your calves.
“I love how kind you are,” Nikki responded, offering you a grin. You giggled, tossing your head back as you thought of another affirmation.
“I love that you always play your songs for me before anyone else,” You smiled.
Nikki laughed. “I love how you’re always honest whether you think they’re shit.” He chuckled.
Smiling, you licked your lips. “You make me feel like a teenager,”
Nikki scoffed. “Is that a good thing?”
You nodded. “The best,” You smiled.
Nikki nodded. “You make me smile … and also super horny, but that’s not the point.” He responded, bringing your eyes to widen. You weren’t expecting that answer, although, with Nikki Sixx, you should’ve known the conversation would be flickered to sex at some point.
“Really? So, right now… With my feet in your lap, you’re horny?” You asked, making a point to rub your feet into his abdomen as you brought it across his clothed thighs. Nikki glanced between you and your lingering foot, his breath hitching.
“Yeah,”He responded. You giggled and suddenly lifted yourself up. Nikki watched with curious eyes as you slowly began to remove his t-shirt that wrapped around your body. His green eyes pooled while he erupted into a smile, seeing as you climbed over to straddle his waist.
“Wait,”Nikki said, unbuckling his jeans. Soon, he was shoving them down his thighs, causing you to laugh quietly. It was nearly ten o’clock at night, meaning you two had nothing better to do except each other. You smiled as Nikki reached forward and grabbed your waist, pulling you onto his lap.
Rolling your hips gently into his, you kissed him with passion. He reached around and unclasped your bra, causing you to gasp as the chill of the room brushed over your heated skin. He smiled and lifted his shirt from over his head, his chest pressing to yours, providing you with warmth.
As Nikki kissed you fervently, his tongue slipping into your mouth, he was soon lifting the two of you off the sofa and returning with your back pressed to the cushions. The plush wrapped around you as you pulled Nikki down on top of you. He pushed his knee in between your legs and moved it, bringing you to gasp as you clutched your fingernails into the softness of his skin.
“You’re so gorgeous,” Nikki whispered as he kissed your neck tenderly. Your lips parted as your eyes rolled back, your back arching off the couch to press directly against him.
Nikki left a trail of red marks on your neck until he lowered his head to yours and kissed you once more. He carefully rolled down your shorts and tossed them to the side, your panties following in behind. He growled when he reached a hand below to cup your mound, only to feel that you were slick to the touch.
“And you gripe at me for being horny? You’re soaked, baby…” He chuckled deeply into your ear as he pushed two of his calloused fingers into you. You shuddered immediately when he introduced his fingers, your knee lifting at the feel. Nikki started to curl them inside of you, the very tips of his digits rubbing up and down against the soft plush that had you lurching forward.
Your breaths came out in pants as Nikki assaulted your core with his hands, his teeth catching one of your sensitive nipples in between his teeth. Gently biting and sucking, the bassist had you melting on his skin as your eyes rolled into the back of your head, your entire core accommodating the impeccable motion of his fingertips. The sounds of your wetness squelching had Nikki growing harder, the evidence clearly seen through the imprint of his length against his boxers.
Your belly began to tight as Nikki’s warm breath wrapped around your breast while he encouraged you to fall over the edge. The soft ends of his jet-black hair tickled your skin while you moaned freely into the air, your mouth falling agape as shuddering gasps penetrated the room, the feel of your chest shaking against his making him groan.
“Cum pretty girl,” Nikki coaxed you. “Just wanna feel you cum,” His voice did wonders on your body. You shook underneath him as you squeezed your walls around his digits where he had slipped a third in while he rubbed your clit in generous circles to bring you forth.
“N-Nikki,”You gasped, your voice barely heard as you dug your nails into the skin of his back. He growled lowly into your ear at the feel, but he loved it nonetheless.
Soon, Nikki had stripped himself completely. You took him into your hand, his eyes rolling as he lowered his head to your shoulder, a muffled groan of pleasure reverberating through you. You smiled and slid your hand up and down his entire length, your thumb grazing over his sensitive head. He was the one shuddering at this point as he steadied himself with his hands by your head.
“Fuck, I can’t stand teasing,” He hissed, lining himself up with your entrance.
A smile erupted on your face that was soon replaced with both of you gasping in unison the second he pushed his tip past your silk folds. Your mouth hung open as you craned your head, watching as every inch of him moved into you. His green orbs locked with yours and his kiss was intoxicating the moment he pressed his lips to yours.
Grounding himself within you, you hooked one leg around his waist as he started to thrust. Your hips knocked into one another’s every time he came down, you ensuring to meet him in the middle. You swallowed the noises that formed at the back of his throat while you whimpered into his. Holding his face and caressing his cheek in your hand, you could feel as every inch of Nikki split you down the middle.
His thrusts were aggressive but soft, ensuring that with each stroke, you felt it at the deepest point. It was safe to say, he was the best lover you had ever had. Normally when he was younger, he took it for granted. He’d get his fix and carry on, but with you? He wanted to savor the feel of you wrapped around him, he lived for the rush when you would squeeze yourself around him. He wanted nothing more than to hear you scream because you were being pleasured so well by him.
As soon as Nikki uncovered your sweet spot, the one that would have you seeing stars so long as he kept hitting that very point, you cried out to him.
“Right there, baby, please don’t stop,” You begged him.
Nikki smiled, nipping little love bites into your neck as he relished in you. Your breaths emerged in pants as you rocked your hips into his. “Shit, Nikki, I’m so close,” You told him.
“Then allow me, baby girl…” Nikki laughed, slipping his hand in between you two. You groaned when he pressed his thumb into your clit. Turning it in circles, he lifted his eyes momentarily to see the way your mouth fell agape. A smile spread out along his face as he managed to hang on for you, your walls clenching around him like a vice.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous when you’re about to cum,” Nikki groaned. “Such a pretty girl,”
You whimpered, your neck tensing as you threw your head back. Your hands were rushing to grab at him in any way that you could. He noticed how needy you were and felt when your nails dug into his lower back. He felt when they sunk into the supple flesh and pulled him forward. He ceased the attention on your clit, instead, he focused on how your leg that wasn’t wrapped around him raised, your body twisting as you craved to fall over the edge.
“You’re so needy,” Nikki groaned, the spasming of your walls making him curse.
“Harder, please,” You begged.
Nikki looked down at you. Holding your shoulders, he used you as leverage. While you pulled him toward you, he did the same. His cock rammed into you at an unrelenting pace, each thrust felt deep in your belly as a scream produced.
“That’s it, baby girl, scream,” Nikki moaned. “Scream for me, tell me how fucking good I make you feel,”
“Nikki!”You cried, heaving.
“Tell me, Angel,” Nikki encouraged.
“So… good,” You gasped. “So good, please! Make me cum,” You groaned.
Nikki grinned, kissing you passionately. As he pushed into your walls, he felt when you were thrown over the edge. He was thankful you went when you did because he came at the same exact time. Both of you groaned against the other’s mouth, your teeth and tongues clashing.
As both your movements ceased, you were a heap of sweaty bodies as Nikki collapsed against you. His face buried into the crook of your neck while you threw your arms lazily over his back.
“W-Whoa,”You swallowed when you regained your breath.
Nikki lifted his head slowly to stare at you.
“I know,” He answered, understanding completely.
You locked eyes before you broke out into smiles, laughter engulfing you. He lowered his head to kiss you, his smile bright while you giggled.
“I love you,” You whispered.
Nikki smiled.
“I love you too,”
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Stealing the Show ➳ Nikki Sixx
➳request: Alright babes, Tommy’s kid is standing side stage at a concert and Nikki and Vince get the crowd to chant that Tommy’s daughter replace him on the drums for a solo
➳a/n:AHH babe i LOVE IT SO MUCH. did it as a Nikki fic, so we could see some of that foreshadowing
➳summary: During the Maximum Rock Tour, Nikki and Vince decide to boot Tommy off for the drum solo and replace him with his 13-year-old little girl, Amber.It’s clear to see… Drumming is in her blood,and Nikki’s hopeful his little girl decides to master the bass.
➳ warnings: none! total fluff
➳ Amber Lee created by @la-undercover-latina
➳ || Nikki Sixx masterlist||main masterlist ||who I write for ||
2000
“Alright, I think we need an intervention,” Nikki said into the mic as the crowd cheered. He gazed back at Tommy with a smile. You stood side-stage with Tommy’s 13-year-old daughter, Amber, nestled in front of you. You saw the moment your husband’s eyes locked on Amber as he flashed Vince and Mick a wild grin.
“Mama, what’s daddy doing?” Ella asked you, the 6-year-old holding your hand around her while you had your 4-year-old son, Jude, rested on your hip. His head rested on your shoulder, you were stroking your fingers through Amber’s hair as she watched her dad and uncles onstage.
“I’m not sure, sweetheart,” You told your daughter.
“Normally, Tommy does a killer drum solo for you guys,” Vince laughed. “But I don’t think I wanna listen to that shit tonight,” He winked, turning his head back toward Tommy whose eyes widened.
“Hey, you blonde fuc–” His mic was cut off by technicians, his laughter ensuing.
“If you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say it at all,” Mick said, wailing with a guitar riff that had the crowd in a frenzy.
“But!Thereis someone here worthy of your appreciation,” Vince said into his microphone. “And I think she may just be better than Mr. Tommy Lee,”
You looked down at Amber whose eyes were following Vince’s.
“Aunt Y/N, what are they doing?” She asked.
You squeezed her shoulder as Jude requested to get down. You set him on the ground, feeling as he wrapped his arms around your legs and reached for Ella’s hand.
Nikki looked back to the side-stage.
“On three, I want you guys to start the loudest chant for Ms. Amber Lee!” He said, the crowd erupting. Amber’s face exploded with amazement as Nikki counted to three, her small heart bursting with excitement as the crowd ushered out her name.
Tommy looked at his bandmates, then at his daughter who he was rushing away from the drum kit to gather.
“D-Daddy?” Amber asked over the noise of the crowd.
“Come on, baby… You’ve got this,” He assured her. Wrapping his hand through hers, he rushed her out to the stage. The crowd screamed at the appearance as Tommy’s mic was turned back on.
“I want you guys to give a BIG scream for my daughter, Amber Lee! She’s gonna play you guys a sick solo she’s been working on… Kick some ass, baby,” Tommy said as he ushered the drum-sticks into Amber’s hands.
She gazed up at the crowd, her eyes filled. Nikki and Vince were smiling at the young girl who was readjusted in the seat to ensure she could reach everything.
“Alright, Tommy, if she plays better than you… You’re out of the band,” Nikki laughed.
“SO PLAY BETTER, AMBER!” Vince yelled.
Mick shook his head with a laugh, covering his face.
The crowd began to go silent as Nikki rushed back to where you were.
“Why did you and Vince do that?” You asked him. He smiled, kissing your lips before kissing the crown of Ella’s head and then Jude.
“Because Tommy said Amber needs to get out of her comfort zone. The kid’s a musical genius, just like him. She’s got the rhythm, she just needs the push,” He said. “I’m serious; if that girl gets into a band, she’s going to do wonders in the music world,”
Ella slowly peered up at Nikki who was already flashing her a grin.
“And once my little girl starts mastering the bass, she’s gonna be a rockstar just like daddy,” He promised her. “Maybe you and Amber will be in the same band one day,”
Ella giggled.
Everyone turned their attention over to Amber who inhaled deeply. Tommy watched from the side as his little girl was overcome with an emotion that matched his every time he played. She started to play, the sticks simply flying in different directions as she wailed out a beat on the drum. Tommy had been teaching her all about drum solos and even helped Amber to generate one that she could go crazy with.
Tommy recognized the beat, seeing as Amber sprang to life. The crowd sat there in shock, seeing as a miniature Tommy Lee with long, flowing brown hair and beautiful hazel eyes beat on the drums like there was no tomorrow. The beats were sound, and the familiar grunts Tommy made during his solos came out in the teenager.
A sweat collected on her forehead as her hands moved flawlessly over each cymbal and snare drum. Amber was a beast and Tommy could feel tears onsetting. He didn’t expect to be overcome with so much emotion, meanwhile, your jaw was nearly on the floor.
“She sounds so good, mama!” Ella encouraged. “GO AMBER!” Her tiny voice exploded.
“AMBUHHH!”Jude erupted, still mastering his R’s. Nikki and Vince smiled at each other as they walked over to engulf their original drummer.
“She’s a killer on the drums, T-bone,” Nikki informed him. “…You’ve been replaced,”
Tommy scoffed, punching Nikki in the arm.
“You’ve got a natural on your hands, drummer,” Mick said as he walked over.
You, Ella, and Jude clapped along. You were beyond proud of your goddaughter, your smile never leaving. Nikki was right in the fact that once Amber got into a band, they’d be lucky. With that natural talent she had which derived directly from Tommy, she was going to take the world by storm with her passionate playing.
As Amber crashed into the drums for the finale, she even spun the sticks in her hands before tossing them into the air and catching them. As she finished her solo, the entire arena was up on their feet and chanting the young girl’s name.
Amber’s face lit up at the recognition before Tommy rushed out there and captured his little girl up in his arms.
“I’mso proud of you, honey!” Tommy exclaimed, kissing the crown of her head.
Amber’s arms wrapped around her father as she squeezed him tightly.
“Thank you, daddy,” She beamed and waved to the crowd, even saying thank you to them. She rushed over to Nikki and Vince, engulfing both men in a hug.
“Thank you, Uncle Nikki and Uncle Vince,”
Nikki smiled. “You’re so welcome, pipsqueak,” He laughed.
“Just remember… There’s going to come a day when I’m going to get Ella to replace you on bass,” Tommy informed Nikki who looked back at his daughter with a proud smile. The 6-year-old grinned back at her dad and waved.
“Honestly, seeing a day where Ella even plays alongside me would be worthwhile,” Nikki grinned.
Amber smirked. “It’s okay, Ella and I are going to form that band,” She promised, nudging her uncle Nikki.
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Soother ➳ Nikki Sixx
➳ this is from the pregnancypromptlist. if you want to see me write a fic from this prompt list, let me know! :) sorry for any mistakes!
➳a/n: AH MY OVARIES
➳pairing: The Dirt!Nikki Sixx / Nikki Sixx x Female!Reader
➳summary: When Ella decides to move around and use your organs as a trampoline, you discovered the only way that she’ll calm down is if Nikki talks or sings to her.
➳warnings: total fluff, pregnancy if that’s a TW for you!
➳prompts: “It soothes the baby when you talk/sing/tell a story to him/her/them.”+ “The baby loves hearing you speak/your singing.”
➳ || Nikki Sixx masterlist||main masterlist ||who I write for ||
You could feel your child turning literal flips inside of the womb. Wearing nothing but your panties and a sports bra, you lay in your king-sized bed, watching as Ella moved and stretched with what room she had left before her eviction notice was given in just a few weeks. An arm appeared as she pushed her fist, your already stretched skin being wrecked upon.
Seconds after, the roll of a foot pierced your side, making you groan. It was cute when she had a ton of room to play in. Now? It all hurt.Every kick was like you were her personal punching bag. You heard the sound of footsteps hitting the stairs, followed by the door swinging open.
Nikki appeared, sunglasses pushed on top of his head as he smiled at the sight before him.
“Where’s my wife at? I swear, all I see is my daughter,”He laughed. You popped your head up, hardly able to see your feet from the mountain that was your belly.
“Hey,cut the whale jokes, Sixx,” You pointed at him.
He scoffed. “I said nothing whale-related,” He chuckled. Even from his spot across the room, he saw the way your belly rolled with Ella’s movement and his abs tightened.
“Ouch, baby,” He winced. You cursed under your breath, feeling as a foot pushed underneath your ribcage.
“Ouch is right, hey!”You tapped and shook your stomach. “Chill out in there, Ella! I swear, she’s probably bruised my organs as much kicking as she’s done today. Make her stop.” You looked at Nikki with pleading eyes.
His eyebrows furrowed as he shimmied out of his jacket, leaving him in his leather pants and tank top. “How do you expect me to make her stop?”He laughed. Something you realized throughout the pregnancy, if Nikki was in close proximity and Ella could hear his voice, she’d calm down. It was a trick that you found unbelievable at first, until he started singing or even talking to her.
“The baby loves hearing you speak or sing,” You told him, rubbing over your belly button that had long since popped free. “Pleaseeeee, Nikki. I feel like she’s going to tear her way out of here any minute,”You hissed.
Nikki sighed. “I really don’t understand why this works,” He laughed, bringing himself over to the bed. You drew in a sharp breath as she kicked even harder.
“It soothes the baby when you talk to her,” You winced. “I kid you not, she’ll stop moving once you’re near.”
Nikki scoffed. “Should I be offended then? Do I bore her?”
Rolling your eyes, he took your hand into his and brushed his lips over your knuckles to fight off his smile. Crawling into bed beside you, he laid on his stomach with his hands wrapped around your massive bump. You smiled when his warm lips pressed to your skin, giving you some type of relief.
“Hi, baby girl. It’s daddy,” He pressed his mouth to your side where he gently kissed again. You reached a hand down to rake your fingers through his hair. “Listen, I don’t know whyorhow this helps… But could you stop kicking mommy? She’s making it harder on daddy,”
Your eyes widened. “Nikki!”You hissed, shoving him as he laughed against the bump. Ella continued to writhe within you, your lips pressing into a thin line as you inhaled sharply, gripping Nikki’s shoulder.
“Wow, that’s tight,” He expressed when he felt Ella begin to roll underneath his palms.
“Yeah… It is,” You whimpered. He continuously rubbed his hands over your belly as he brought his mouth to the top of your bump.
It was then he started humming which transitioned into an actual song.A random nursery rhyme fell from his lips and suddenly, your face broke out with a smile. “Nikki Sixx does know nursery rhymes?” You whispered. “Can we expect Vince to cover Twinkle Twinkle Little Star?” You giggled softly as Nikki rolled his eyes, continuing to sing.
Little by little, Ella’s movements slowed down until she was absolutely still.Nikki was caressing your belly while his mouth pressed kisses around the skin before he smiled to himself.
“I can’t wait to meet you, my darling Ella,” He whispered. “Is that better?” He looked up at you for confirmation.
You smiled, nodding your head sleepily. “Yes… Sing it again? I could use a good bed-time song,” You teased him, feeling as he cradled your cheek and pulled you in for a sweet kiss.
“You’re lucky you’re carrying my baby… If not, I would’ve thrown you around this room like a rag-doll for that one,” He grinned, nipping your bottom lip with his teeth as you stifled a few giggles, nuzzling your way into his chest.
“I can’t wait for when you can do that again…” You smiled.
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Rocketship ➳ Nikki Sixx
➳request: Taylor, I have a request for Nikki! Can you do something with reader reacting to Rocketship? Maybe she’s watching Nikki sing it live?
➳a/n:oKAY don’t quote me on this (i think i got this right??) but Rocketship was written about Donna?? again i may be wrong but i swear that’s what i read in The Dirt – ANYWHO, scratch that, this is all about youuuuuu, babe :)))))) have fun reading! and btw… his voice? uGH I WANNA BE SANGOne Round ➳ Tom Hiddleston TO SLEEP BY THIS MAN P L E A S E
➳summary: Listening to Nikki sing Rocketship live brings about a tear-fest you weren’t expecting. No matter the ups and downs you two faced, you always made it through. You’re forever grateful to have him.
warnings: none!
➳ || Nikki Sixx masterlist||main masterlist ||who I write for ||
If there was anything you loved more, it was the sound of Nikki singing. It was the most soothing sound you would ever hear out of him. You thought his normal voice was angelic, but the moment he started singing, it made your heart pound violently. But you weren’t expecting him to actually pull out the stops and sing live during their Generation Swine tour.
You were settled in the very front row, choosing to live amongst the fans for the night when you saw him take a seat in front of the microphone. Grabbing the white towel, you couldn’t help but sink your teeth into your bottom lip as he sat there in a sweaty mess. He noticed the flicker of your eyes, purposely tossing the used towel in your direction before he sent you a wink.
Fixing his ear-piece, he flashed you a smile. You heard the introduction to the song and just before he started to sing, he cleared his throat and grinned specifically at you.
“Baby, this is for you,”He stared at you with a love that made your heart swell.As the crowd cheered, that was the moment the words flooded from your husband’s lips, and you weren’t expecting the wave of emotion to cast over you. You had briefly heard the song, but never heard him sing it fully.
“Fly to the moon
We’ll take my rocketship
It’s outta sight
Oh so outta sight,”
His voice echoed throughout the arena, the view of his eyes closed as he sang every word with his heart on the line bringing you to inhale sharply. It was almost as if you stood frozen in time at the head of the stage, your eyes glimmering as you watched him.
“Leave your head
Check into this time
Check your mind
Let your sparkle shine,”
You crossed your arms before your hands rested over your face. The gravel in his voice, the way his adoration fell from his mouth, your eyes were burning. Nikki always said how much he loved the sparkle you had in life, the ever-present happiness he felt when he was surrounded by you.
“Pass the sun
Say goodbye to everyone
We’ll fall in love
As we pass the sun,”
You found yourself swaying from side to side. You reflected on the years you two had spent together, between the ups and the downs, you were always each other’s constant. No matter what life threw at you, the sick and challenging bits that made you both want to scream and cry – you made it through alive and together.
“Hang from a star
Forget just who we are
It’s outta sight
Oh so outta sight,”
You recalled the many strenuous nights in your marriage, where some instances you both were threatening divorce, unsure if you could hang up. But every time you two found yourselves shoved into the corner that your careers or lives pushed you into, you fought back. Every. Single Time. Hollywood pinned you both as Nikki and Y/N Sixx, but underneath the fame, you two were humans who desired forever love, just like everyone else.
“From the moon
To the stars
To the sun
Baby, I’m in love,”
As the lights went down and you saw your husband lean forward, you hadn’t expected the tears to be falling faster. Not helping yourself, you rushed toward the edge of the stage. As you approached it, the lights slowly came back up and Nikki saw your pretty face.
“I love you!” You exclaimed, his face coming down to meet yours as he settled on his knees. Holding your cheeks, he kissed you deeply, the taste of him decadent on your tongue.
“I love you more!” He responded over the height of the crowd’s cheers, adding one more to your cheek before you returned to your spot in the arena.
You loved being this man’s wife.
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Matching Tattoos ➳ Nikki Sixx
➳a/n: so i mentioned a while ago about doing this fic where Reader goes and gets her first tattoo. i decided to make it even cuter and let it be that she wanted to match Nikki, so they both have tattoos of their daughter’s footprints on their backs. cause i think that’s the most adorable thing in the WORLD
➳warnings: fear of needles
➳summary: After having been with Nikki for years,it’s only a matter of time before you cave in to get a tattoo… Even though you’re deathly afraid of needles.
➳ || Nikki Sixx masterlist||main masterlist ||who I write for ||
“Why are you shaking, honey?” Nikki laughed, hand wrapped through yours as he sat beside you in the familiar tattoo shop. “You’re the one who wanted this.” He reminded you, leaning over to press his lips to your cheek. Rolling your eyes, you stifled a groan.
“Yeah, but now that it’s here – I change my mind.” You bit down on your lip. Glancing at your husband, his skin was marked up and you could hardly make out his tanned complexion from the tattoos. The only place that he hadn’t fully covered yet was his thighs, and part of you was sure that it was only a matter of time before that was covered, too.
“Does Daddy need to hold your hand?” He asked, pushing his bottom lip forward. You glared at him, desiring nothing more than to rip that stupid backward hat off his head and smack him with it.
“Nik, you know I’m terrified of needles.” You whispered. “Even though I want a tattoo, that doesn’t just take the fear away,”You breathed out shakily. Your fear only grew worse when you saw a man step forward.
“Y/N?” He called your name and you felt your blood run cold. Nikki was already standing up and tugging you along with him despite the subtle feel of your heels digging into the floor beneath you of the tattoo shop.
“Uh oh, we got a scaredy-cat?” He mustered a laugh. You groaned, rolling your eyes.
“Matt, I will seriously stab you with one of your own needles.” You glowered.
Nikki smirked. “How can you do that when you’re terrified of them?” He teased. You stared at your husband, daggers pushing forth from your eyes as he licked his lips and slowly removed his sunglasses. You were then placed in one of the chairs on your stomach, your shirt being removed to leave you in a strapless bra.
“You could’ve also started off small,baby…” Nikki said. You had decided to get this tattoo to match Nikki. You had a picture of Ella’s footprints that you wanted on your back with her birthdate, along with Sixx written underneath it and her initials at the top.
“…Shut up,” You stifled a laugh. You knew there was going to be pain involved, but the worst part of it was the needle.Deathly terrified of the sticks, Nikki always had to accompany you to any doctor’s appointment that required blood draws. And he could still vividly remember the scream that left your throat at the dentist’s office when you got your wisdom teeth removed. Then when you got pregnant and started getting needles pricked in your skin all the time, you were a mess.
So, getting a tattoo was a pretty big deal.
Showing the artist what you wanted, Matt smiled and started tracing, figuring out the design. Then the time came and you heard the sound of the tattoo needle buzzing to life. “Oh shit,” You whispered under your breath, feeling your stomach drop.
Nikki sat in front of you in a chair, his hands wrapped through yours. “Just don’t think about it,” He said.
You snapped your eyes up at him, feeling as Matt pushed the needle into your skin. “HEY! OW!” You erupted, making him laugh.
“That shouldn’t have even hurt!” He exclaimed. Nikki made you turn your eyes over to him. He pressed his head down on the edge of the bench, his emerald eyes focusing on you.
“Have I ever told you how much I love you?” He asked you, kissing your arms. He could feel your fingers gripping his like a vice as Matt traced the outline of Ella’s footprints on your back. You groaned, sinking your teeth into your lip.
“No,”You hissed.
Nikki looked at Matt, then at you. You clutched his fingers, a loud groan falling as your back muscles tensed.
“Y/N, you gotta relax, or it’s only going to make it worse,” Matt informed you. You sighed, slowly exhaling as Nikki tucked his fingers underneath your chin. He laid his head to the side and looked at you with a smile.
“You’re so pretty,” He announced, kissing your forehead.
“Aw, thanks,” You laughed, squeezing your eyes shut. Nikki could feel you tensing again and he stroked his fingers down your arms, knowing it was a mechanism that would ultimately bring you to calm down.
“Hey, just focus on me, okay?” He told you, kissing your forehead. “You’re doing awesome,”
You gripped his hands in yours again, threatening to bite his palm at the stinging sensation you felt from the needle. The image of it piercing your skin repeatedly made you shudder, a wave of nausea overcoming you. “I think I’m gonna be sick,” You moaned.
“If you throw up on my floor, I’ll hurt you,” Matt laughed, knowing he could joke with you. You had come here many times with Nikki when he got tattoos. Watching your husband ink his skin was a breeze, and half the time, he was consoling you because you accidentally saw the needle as he went into his skin to create a work of art.
“Shut up, Matt,” You breathed out, head lifting slowly to look at Nikki.
“Just think, now we’ll be matching,” Nikki was trying to take your mind elsewhere. He had the same tattoo for Ella on his back, directly in the same spot as yours.
You smiled at him, nodding your head.
“Ouch,”You laughed. “Matt, could you be anyeasier?”
Matt scoffed. “Oh, shut your mouth and take it.”He snickered.
After what felt like hours,he was finished. Nikki was consistently delivering warm kisses to your forehead and allowing you to squeeze his fingers until they turned white. As you were helped up off the table, your stomach and chest were practically stickingto the surface. Nikki guided you to your feet and over toward the mirror.
Immediately, your eyes flooded with tears as you looked at your firsttattoo.
“It looks so pretty!” You whispered, tears clouding your vision. Ella’s tiny footprints sat on your back, making you smile.
“I even added the sunflower,” Matt smiled. “Nikki has it, too,” He mentioned as your husband turned around to whisk off the shirt he had on, revealing his matching tattoo. You had completely forgotten about Nikki’s last-minute addition of the sunflower. He had taken Ella out one day and discovered that the little girl was fascinated with sunflowers.
“That is so freaking adorable!” You whined, tears falling as your head fell against Nikki’s shoulder. He smiled and wrapped an arm safely around you, kissing your cheek.
“And you did amazing, baby!” He exclaimed. “You didn’t cry once!”
You suddenly glared at him. “I hate you sometimes,” You hissed.
Nikki smiled, shaking his head. “No, you don’t. You love me with all of your heart and soul,honey.”
Yeah, you did.
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3 A.M. ➳ Nikki Sixx
➳ this is for a hundred kissing details prompts. if you want to see me write a fic from this prompt list, let me know! :) sorry for any mistakes!
➳a/n: s c r e e c h i n g
➳pairing: The Dirt!Nikki Sixx / Nikki Sixx x Female!Reader
➳summary: Nikki comes home at 3 A.M. to find you on the counter. When neither of you is ready to get some sleep, you slow dance in the kitchen – until it leads to other bouts of fun.
➳warnings: none!
➳prompts:wrapping your arms around your lover’s neck + whispering “kiss me” to your lover
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You weren’t sure how you convinced Nikki to dance around the kitchen with you at 3 A.M., but here you were enveloped in your lover’s arms whose hands were rested on your hips, guiding you from side to side. He was pressing gentle kisses to your temple, his hand brushing over your bottom as he nuzzled you closer into his chest.
“This feels so nice, Nik,” You whispered, hands roaming over his chest. Nikki offered you a smile.
“Are you tired yet?” He asked with a quiet laugh. When he came inside after his night out, you were still awake. He had found you seated on top of the counter with a snack in hand, looking as if he had caught you red-handed.
“A little bit,” You responded, resting your cheek against his bare chest. You rubbed it back and forth, the warmth of his tan skin greeting you. You felt fuzzy on the inside, your heart beating a touch faster when Nikki slipped his fingers underneath your shirt to touch your skin. He felt you push yourself closer as a means to say don’t stop.
“Does my pretty girl like it when I touch her like this?” He asked in your ear, kissing your neck lightly.
“Yes, she does,” You whispered, soon standing back on your tiptoes. Nikki’s green eyes pooled in yours as he felt you slowly bring your arms around his neck. Pulling him close, your lips were mere inches apart, the subtle feel of warm breath being exchanged making you shudder.
Nikki looked down at your face, watching as it contorted with sweet pleasure when he added pressure to your hip. He loved how you melted in his hands, how it was so easy for you to give into him with just one simple touch or look.
Your boyfriend continued to sway you from side to side, the soft hum of the radio drifting throughout the kitchen as he trailed his hand up to wrap around your cheek. Nuzzling into the warmth of his palm, Nikki’s face was bright with a smile. Drawing in even closer, he could audibly hear the sharp intake of breath that made you lick your lips.
“Kiss me,” Nikki whispered huskily against your ear. He pulled his head back to look at you, noticing the way your smaller hand tightened around the back of his neck. Guiding him in close, you pressed your lips to his. It wasn’t but a few seconds when Nikki tapped on your bottom, ushering you to jump. One tiny leap and he did the rest. Your legs wrapped around his waist as he placed you on the counter.
Kissing you deeper, Nikki held onto your chin. His tongue pushed forward to meet yours, soft whimpers releasing from you that he swallowed with pride.
“That’s my girl,” He groaned softly. “Letting daddy know how good I make her feel,”
Your heart fluttered quickly, the ache growing between your thighs as Nikki continued to kiss you. Pulling his head away, he swiped his thumb over your bottom lip, his green eyes staring heavily into yours with such an intensity that it made you lose your breath.
“Oh, Nikki,” You whispered, holding his shoulders.
He smirked, leaning in close.
“Looks like we aren’t going to bed anytime soon, baby…” He grabbed the hem of your shirt and slowly peeled it over your head, revealing your breasts, his erection growing. “And that suits me just fine…”
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Bad Influence - Chapter 11
Word Count - 5.4K
Authors Note - It’s been a while! About 4 months I think If there are any Bad Influence fans actually left out there, I’m so sorry & I love you. I had a really fuckin shitty last few months of 2019 & because of that, I kinda stopped doing the stuff I enjoy, writing this fanfic & using this blog being one of them.
Then I tried to come back before I was ready I wrote this chapter out about 2 months ago, but never bothered to post it bcos I didn’t care enough about it. But I’ve recently returned to it, rewrote it & remembered why I fuckin love writing this fanfic. So I’m super excited to post this chapter & I hope you don’t all hate it after how long it’s been It’s a bit rough bcos I’m getting back into it & I’m kinda rusty!
I love you guys for baring with me, I can’t wait to get back into writing this fic for you
Warnings - Um, the f word is used in like every sentence oops, some implied smut when Nikki is remembering (choking trigger warning), I guess ‘violence’ but not really violence???, a whole lot of angst & a teeny bit of fluff at the end
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(there’s one bit where Nikki is glaring across the bar at a character & this gif is spot on)
*Nikkis POV*
I drummed my fingers to the sound of a guitar as I watched Mick do his thing through the glass of the recording booth, his fingers working magic as he played the riff to Looks That Kill.
Fuck, that weird little guy could play.
“Nikki, this song is gonna fucking kill!” Tommy yelled enthusiastically, beating his drumsticks on the arm of the battered couch his was lounging on.
I smiled weakly back at him, my nerves keeping me from matching his excitement. “I hope so,” I mumbled. I look around the studio, basking in the enormity of where we were right now. Mötley was recording their second album & my nerves were shot. It had to be perfect. It had to do well.
“Stop stressing man, everyone’s gonna fucking freak over this album, I just know it!” He replied, smiling encouragingly, his usual Tommy level of positivity feeling sickeningly sweet, but still, I nodded at him gratefully. “So we hitting up The Whisky or what tonight boys?” He continued, addressing Vince as well as me, who was pouting on the couch next to him.
I chuckled without amusement, shaking my head. “Fuck no, not a chance I’m going in there yet.”
Tommy scowled at me. “Sixx, come on dude, you cant avoid the place forever. Plus, she might not even be working tonight!”
“I’m not risking it! I’m not gonna be able to enjoy the night if she’s there, judging my every fucking move, you know how she is.” I replied, rolling my eyes.
“So you’ve still not talked to her since..” Tommy trailed off, awkwardly. But Vince happily picked up from where he’d left off.
“Since you lead her on, fucked her & then blew her off?” He snapped arrogantly, instantly causing my jaw to tense.
“Don’t fucking start with me, Vinny. I’m not in the mood.”
“Oh, you mean you don’t wanna hear about what a dick you were? What a surprise.” The sarcasm thick in his voice.
I slammed my hand down on the recording table & stood up sharply. “The fuck is your problem, man?” I snarled, his attitude & the mounting stress from the album mixing together to create a dangerous cocktail of anger & belligerence.
“My problem?” He questioned, standing up to meet my stare. “My problem is you Sixx. Beths a good fucking girl, what you did was real messed up, I should fucking floor you again for how you treated her. You owe the chick an apology at the goddamn least.” He spat, his anger in Beths defence honourable, but fucking irritating.
I chuckled arrogantly at his misplaced valiance. “Give it up the knight in shining armour act Vinny, I didn’t see you rushing to commit to her when she was getting your dick wet.”
I saw the danger flash in his eyes as he took a warning step towards me. “I didn’t fuck her & leave either.” He hissed, the venom in his voice palpable.
“Aw, did I upset your girlfriend?” I joked patronisingly, very aware that I was pushing it too far, but yet I couldn’t help myself, Vince acting all high & mighty was really starting to piss me off.
Vinces eyes narrowed sharply & I saw his hands ball into fists at his side. “Like I said, she’s a good girl. She didn’t deserve that.” He said through his teeth, the strain to keep calm evident in his voice.
I smirked at him amused, looking him up & down. “Whatcha gonna do Vince? Hit me again? Defend her honour? She’s a chick dude & a stuck up one at that. And she ditched your ass if you remember, you should be thanking me.” I laughed, shrugging.
“You know what Sixx, you’re an asshole. You know as well as I do that Beth isn’t another fucking groupie to this band. Nah, I didn’t wanna date her, but I like her- We all like her.” He corrected himself quickly.
“Vinny’s right man, I’m not taking sides, but Beths cool & I kinda do like having her around!” Tommy piped up, nodding.
“Fuck off T-Bone, you only want her around because you know as soon as she goes, so does your uptight piece of ass.” I shot at him, my frustration with the pair of them growing at a dangerous rate.
“Dude c’mon, there’s no need..”
I cut Tommy off viciously. “What the fuck has happened to this band?!” I shouted, shoving Vince out of my face. “Since when do we give this much of a fuck about chicks?! Look at where we are?!” I gestured around the recording studio. Mick had stopped playing & had casually lit a cigarette as he watched us bickering through the sound-proof glass. “This is what’s important. Now I’m going for a fucking smoke, this conversation is done & when I come back in we’re gonna record a fucking album, got it?!”
I barged out of the studio, flicked open my lighter & sparked up my cigarette, leaning back against the wall as I took in a shaky drag, my anger still surface level. I exhaled & closed my eyes, feeling the May sun warm my face & start to melt my mood away.
What was everyone’s fuckin’ obsession with this girl?!
Yeah she was cool, but she’s still a chick. And chicks = trouble.
I let my mind wander back to the look she gave me as she lay beneath me, my hand around her throat as she came undone & smirked to myself as I lifted the cigarette back to my smug lips. She was so worth the chase.
But Christ, I’m supposed to feel bad because I don’t want all that cutesy shit afterwards? No. Beth knew me, we’d had enough arguments about the kinda guy I am, she did this to herself. Not my fault that she thought she meant anything more to me than any one of those other girls. She was a fuck. A good fuck. But a fuck nonetheless.
I took another drag as the image of Beth sat in her bed with that stung look on her face snuck its way involuntarily into my mind. I could see those hurt tears & hear her bitter words ordering me to leave. I couldn’t help the pang of guilt in my stomach that accompanied the image.
She’s a fuckin’ chick, Nikki. Chicks = trouble, I recited to myself, rubbing my face roughly with my hands, almost in hope that I could scrub away the memory of her pained face. Get over it man, it’s done.
I sharply exhaled the last of my smoke before throwing it aggressively to the floor, somehow more frustrated than I was before.
Time to go record a fuckin’ album.
*Later*
*Beths POV*
I smoothed out the material of the tiny black dress I was wearing as I pouted my lips at my reflection in the mirror, appreciating the sight of myself all dolled up & ready to forget all about Nikki fucking Sixx.
I flashed an all too familiar looking smirk at myself before I spun around of my sky high heels & strutted out of the ladies bathroom & back over to Sophia who was waiting at the bar, two drinks in hand. She winked at me as I got closer, holding out one of the glasses for me to take.
“Girl, you look unreal! If we weren’t here trying to pull for you, I’d take you home right now,” she laughed, nudging me & winking again.
I let out a laugh as I took a swipe at her arm, “I am not here trying to pull!” I insisted, not even managing to fool myself. It’d been a little over a week since I went from the all time high of fucking Nikki to the crashing low of realising I meant nothing to him in a matter of minutes & I’d laid around feeling sorry for myself ever since. Well, not tonight. I was gonna find a guy & I was gonna remind myself what a goddamn catch I am.
“Oh Beth, there’s a reason you’re wearing that dress tonight & girl, it ain’t for the coverage,” she giggled as I took another playful swipe. “Hey, there’s no judgements here! I’d want a good lay after the emotional rollercoaster that has been Nikki Sixx!”
I raised my eyebrows at her as she quickly mimed locking her lips. “Sorry, sorry, we don’t mention that name, my bad.”
I shook my head. “It’s fine, I’m over it,” I lied. “But, if a cute guy wants to buy me a drink & maybe show me a good time, I’m not gonna say no.” I shrugged as we both burst into a fit of giggles, before I took a long sip of the very strong cocktail.
“Well that sounds like my queue.” Came a smooth voice from behind me. I turned to face the handsome stranger who was stood leaning casually against the bar, eyebrow cocked as his eyes scanned up & down my body, drinking in the sight of me. “You have excellent timing.” I blushed, appreciating his good looks right back. He was classically good looking, with blonde hair & a chiselled jaw, dressed smart in a shirt that hugged his toned physique & muscular arms just enough to spark a little intrigue as to what lay underneath. He was the exact opposite to Nikki in every physical way. Where Nikki was unruly & unkept, this guy was clean shaven & well groomed. He wore no leather or studs & his smile was friendly & genuine, not smug & he wasn’t dripping in arrogance.
“I’m Daniel.” He introduced himself, holding out a hand for me to shake. I looked into his electric blue eyes & blushed once again.
“Beth, it’s nice to meet you.” I replied as smoothly as I could.
“& I’m Sophia, but I guess no-one asked,” she piped up mockingly, winking at me. “Now Dan, unless you’ve got a cute, single friend for me, I’m gonna get outta your way & go for a dance.” Soph smirked, grabbing her drinking & flouncing off towards the dance floor, blowing us a kiss as she did.
We both let out a laugh. “She seems great,” Daniel said as I nodded, taking a sip of my drink. “She mentioned something about an emotion rollercoaster though? I hope I’m not stepping on anyone’s toes?” He queried.
I swallowed my drink before letting out a little laugh. “Not at all, there are no toes to be stepping on, don’t worry.”
“Well good, I’m glad. I’m surprised though, a gorgeous girl like you doesn’t have a man. You’re sure there’s no-one, because you seem way too good to be true!” He flirted, as I laughed
“Oh you’re smooth.” I teased, “but no, there’s absolutely no-one.” I answered, pushing any & all thoughts & feelings I might have towards Nikki Sixx out of my mind.
*Little later*
“Wow, so you’re a doctor?” I asked, impressed.
Daniel laughed, shaking his head. “I wish! I’m a med student currently, but that’s the hope one day.”
“What made you wanna get into medicine then?”
He paused for a second, his warm smile faltering for a brief moment & I sensed his hesitation to answer. “I, um, lost my dad when I was younger. Spent a lot of time in hospitals with him when he got sick. I remember watching all these doctors around me taking care of people, helping, curing.. They seemed like superheroes to me back then. After we lost my dad, I knew I wanted to help people, be one of those people that kids could look up to in the same way I did, yanno?”
I nodded, smiling at his compassion & genuineness.
“Sorry, bit heavy for a first meet, I know.” He laughed awkwardly.
“Not at all!” I replied, “I asked the question, you just answered it honestly, I appreciate that.”
As Daniel carried on talking about his studies, I couldn’t help but admire him. THIS was the kinda guy I was supposed to end up with. Smart, hot as hell, a brilliant career ahead of him, goals, aspirations.. He was exactly the kinda man I could take home to my father. Daniel was everything I should want & he was actually interested in me.
And yet, I still felt that unwanted & yet infuriatingly all-to-familiar flame ignite the second I heard his voice drift over from the bar.
“Jack & coke please darlin’.”
Nikkis voice hit me like a slap in the face & rush desire all at once & I immediately froze, my body unsure how to react to my contrasting emotions.
“Are you ok?” Daniel asked, reaching out & touching my arm, concern written across his face. I flinched as his touch, still lost somewhere in Nikkis voice, & snatched my arm away instinctively.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to-“ Started Daniel, his concern look now laced with panic.
“N-no, its fine honestly, its not you, its just..” I drifted off, briefly glancing behind me, trying to pin a location on the voice. My eyes caught sight of the four of them standing at the bar, waiting on their drinks. Nikki was dressed in his usual leather trousers, torn at the knees, & combat boots & a torn up shirt. His hair almost appeared messier than usual & he had a cigarette hanging from his lips. He couldn’t have been more different from the sharp, handsome man sat opposite me.
Daniel followed my line of sight & spotted the literal motley crew. Nikki was already hitting on the bar maid, distracting her whilst Tommy & Vince reached over & stole a bottle from behind the bar; all whilst Mick stood by, watching disapprovingly & swigging from his trademark flask.
“You know them?” Daniel asked hesitantly.
“Nope.” I replied bluntly, snapping back to reality & turning back to him. “I fancy getting out of here though, you wanna head back to mine, continue the drinking there?”
Daniel looked a little taken a back at the upfront offer as I stood up & downed the last of my drink, but I was fairly certain he wouldn’t refuse. I didn’t care either way at this point, I just needed out of here.
“Um sure-“
“Great, I’ll go find Sophia..”
“She’s over there, talking to those guys you apparently don’t know.” Dan stated, his tone now flat & a little judgemental as he raised an eyebrow at me.
“Look, Daniel, I don’t wanna get into it, but its better we just leave.” I said, hoping to avoid any questions, but his face was growing more unimpressed by the second. “I’ve really enjoyed getting to know you Dan, ok? But I can’t be here right now, so I gotta go. I’d, um, I’d like you to join me.. If you want to, of course. I mean, you don’t have to..” I mumbled, suddenly very aware & embarrassed by how he must be viewing me in that moment.
I saw his eyes narrow at my discomfort &, I’m assuming against his better judgement, he nodded & stood up to join me. “I’m not sure what’s happening here, but I’ve enjoyed getting to know you too & maybe you could fill me in on why you’re running away over that drink at yours?” He asked, a little suspicious but friendly. I nodded, giving him a small smile.
We started towards the exit when I felt a pair of hands snake around my waist & lift me excitedly into the air. I squealed in shock & suprise as Tommy span me around before placing me back on my feet.
“Beth! I cant believe you guys are here, what’re the chances? Soph said you came here to avoid us & we came here because Sixx wanted to avoid you! How fuckin’ funny is that?” He said, roaring with laughter, his hand resting on his stomach as he struggled to regain control on his amusement.
“Tommy.” I said sternly, shooting him a look that told him to shut the hell up. He quickly stood up straight, coughing a little to hide his laughter, before glancing over towards Daniel.
“Hey, who’s this? I’m Tommy dude, how ya doing?” He said, offering out his hand enthusiastically.
“Daniel, I’m good man, how’re you?” He answered, accepting the handshake hesitantly.
“I’m good? Hey, you wanna come meet the rest of the guys?” Tommy offered enthusiastically, without a second thought as to why that might not be such a good idea.
“Actually T-Bone, we’re just heading out.” I replied sharply, giving him another warning look.
“Ok, ok,” he laughed, holding his hands up in defeat as he got the hint. “It was nice to meet you man!” Tommy smiled at Dan, who nodded awkwardly back to him before T-Bone practically bounced back over to the bar.
“Don’t know them huh?” Daniel asked, his voice oozing with sarcasm suddenly, making me cringe.
“I’m sorry, they’re just.. A lot, ok?” I tried to explain, frustrated, mainly with myself.
“What’s the deal with this one?” Asked Dan, gesturing towards Nikki, who was leaning against the bar, sipping on his Jack & coke, his eyes fixed coldly on he two of us.
“That’s the, um.. Emotional rollercoaster.” I answered sheepishly, coughing to distract from my amounting discomfort, whilst simultaneously avoiding the eyes of both Nikki & Dan.
“Right.. Well, your rollercoaster is on his way over here.”
Fuck.
I glanced up to see Nikki, in all his arrogance, strolling towards us, his usual smirk fixed in place.
“I’m so sorry for whatever he says.” I quickly whispered to Dan, before Nikki came to a stop in front of us. I watched his eyes scan up & down Daniel, obvious sizing him up without an ounce of subtlety, before he turned his attention to me.
“Leaving without introducing us, Lizzy?” He drawled, the pretension thick in his voice.
“Yes Nikki, I am. So if you’d like to move-“
He cut me off, his focus back on Daniel. “I’m Nikki Sixx,” he stated, without the courtesy of a handshake.
“Daniel,” Dan replied, flatly, seemingly glad there was no extended hand to shake.
“And how do you know the lovely Lizzy here, Dan?” Nikki asked, his smirk never once faltering.
“We just met tonight, but we’re justing heading back to hers, if you don’t mind.” Dan replied simply, taking my hand.
“Oh but you see, I do mind.” Nikki stated bluntly, his smile as wide as it was dark as he side stepped back in front of Dan who had tried to manoeuvre round him. “Lizzy here is what we like to call a groupie & we,” he gestured towards the rest of the band behind him, “don’t particularly like sharing.”
“Oh fuck you, Sixx.” I scoffed, my face growing hot with a mix of anger & embarrassment. I turned to look at Dan, cringing at his raised eyebrow & gave him an apologetic look. “Don’t listen to him, he’s just being an asshole, I’m not a groupie.”
“Really?!” Nikki replied, dragging out the word dramatically as his shit eating grin somehow managed to grow wider. “Because I remember fucking you about a week ago & my boy Vince over there,” he pointed to at the very pissed off looking lead singer, “swears he remembers fucking you not long before that? Or are with both mistaken? I mean, there are a lot of you girls, you do all kinda look the same.. Feel the same too.” He chuckled darkly, shooting me a sly look. I glared at him with an expression so deadly that dared him to carry on. He rose to the challenge. “I tell you what though buddy,” Nikki continued, leaning into Dan so he was speaking into his ear, but just loud enough for me to catch what he was saying, “if you’re heading back to hers you’re in for a treat. She’s got the mouth of a motherfuckin’ Angel.” He finished, glancing over at me & winking. I was prepared to fly at him in a blind rage, fists balled, ready to wipe that smug smile off of his face permanently, when Dan spoke up, in a voice so peaceful & gentle, that it made his words seem somehow harsher.
“You are an arrogant piece of shit. I’ve been sat with this girl for the last hour & I spend a minute in your presence & it’s immediately clear to me that she’s way too good for you. But I’m sure she’ll realise that in her own time.” Daniel turned back to me, his expression stoney & irritated, but I could swear there was a hint of sympathy in his eyes. “If you ever get off of this rollercoaster doll, you know where you can find me.” He said, letting go of my hand as he stepped around the unmoving Nikki.
“Daniel, wait..” I caught him by the arm & quickly stepped in his path, stopping him.
“Beth, you seem like a great girl & I don’t think I’ve ever hit it off so quickly with someone like I have with you. But it’s obvious you have something with that guy & I’m not really interested in competing with him for your attention.”
I nodded slowly, knowing his words were fair. “I’m sorry.”
“It’s ok. And I mean it, if you decide to get off the rollercoaster.. I can probably offer you a slightly calmer ride. A carousel maybe?” Dan winked, laughing as I let out a light giggle. His blue eyes focused on mine, sending a surge of electricity through my body that momentarily extinguished the flame that Nikki somehow always managed to light. I lifted my lips & placed them softly on Daniels for the briefest second, before pulling away.
“Thank you.” I whispered.
His eyes lingered on my lips for a second, silently asking for more, before he came back to reality & gave me a genuine smile. “It was nice to meet you Beth. I do hope I get to see you again”, he nodded, before kissing my cheek & heading for the door.
I stood still for a second, gathering my thoughts & regaining my composure, before walking towards the bar where the Crüe & Sophia were stood, trying to act as if they hadn’t been watching.
I had barely made it over to them before Nikki was straight in there with his sly comments, immediately trying to get under my skin.
“Aw was Prince Charming not happy to hear the Princess was actually a band slu-“
Nikki didn’t get the chance to finish his insult. He was silenced by the remainder of my drink soaking him as I threw it at him furiously, dousing his arrogance with my cocktail.
“That is for thinking you have any right to chase away a good guy just because your petty, selfish ass is jealous.” I spat. “And this..”
The loud crack of my hand slapping him sharply across the face echoed around the bar, followed by the whooping of Vince & Tommy. I even caught a glimpse of Mick smirking.
Nikki recoiled, his hand flying to his crimson cheek, shock & fury on his face. But his rage couldn’t match mine. I grabbed his face roughly, my hand cupping his chin & cheeks, forcing him to meet my wrathful glare.
“That is for fucking me & leaving me like I was one of your whores.” I seethed, my voice quiet & dangerous.
Nikkis face went from white hot anger to an ice cold stare in an instant as he straightened up, pushing me off of him as he did. He took a step towards me, but I didn’t move an inch. I was way too fucking angry to back down.
“Listen Princess, you’re fucking lucky I’m not a bad guy-“ he began, but my sharp laugh rang loud, cutting him off.
“Not a bad guy?! Nikki, are you really that delusional?! You’ve done nothing but purposely fuck with my head from the day I met you. You’ve insulted me, dragged me down to your level, used me, screwed my chances with two different guys & for what?!” I screamed, tears threatening to form. “No, you know what?! You’re fucking lucky Sixx, I’m not gonna do this here. I’m done. I don’t want anything to do with you.”
I span around, ready to make my dramatic exit, when I came face to face with a very happy looking band manager, Doc. He clearly couldn’t care less about our drama as he marched over to us like nothing was happening.
“Bartender, a round of shots for these boys & their girlfriends. We need to celebrate;”
“The fuck are you talking about Doc?” Snapped Nikki, his eyes still fixed on me.
“Boys, you’re in!“ He announced, unable to hide his obvious pleased-with-himself smirk "I’ve just been told that Mötley Crüe have been offered a last minute slot to play alongside the likes of Judas Priest, Scorpions, Van Halen & The Prince of fucking Darkness, Ozzy fucking Osbourne at the US Festival on Memorial Day weekend!” Doc exclaimed, laughing as the band began shouting & whooping, looking disbelieved & excited as hell. Choruses of “are you serious?!” & “you’re fucking kidding!” we’re passed between them as Doc reassured them that they were on their way up.
In that moment, watching these guys I’d grown to love over the last couple of years get the break they worked so hard for, I couldn’t be mad. I watched as Tommy jumped on Nikkis back, Vince hugged Doc & Mick silently smirked to himself. They deserved this.
Doc handed me & Sophia a shot as we congratulated them all, although I couldn’t quite bring myself to share my enthusiasm with Nikki. But he was too busy to notice as he held up his shot glass in a toast.
“To us! We’ve got an old man, a kid drummer, a cover band singer & a fucking run away. Win it all or loose it all, we’re Mötley fucking Crue!” He yelled, his excitement & energy almost infectious, as much as I wanted to hate him.
“To you guys!” Sophia cheered, laughing as we all downed our shots.
“Let’s get another round in, we’re celebrating! And pour one for yourself gorgeous.” Vince called to the barmaid who was more than happy to oblige, blushing as he winked at her, turning on the Vince Neil charm that would assure she’d be going home with him at the end of the night. I remember that well, I chuckled to myself.
The atmosphere of the night had changed so dramatically from what it was 10 minutes previously, everyone’s anger & awkwardness forgotten in the wake of such elating news. I looked around all the happy faces; Vince flirting with the bar maid, Tommy all over a giggling Sophia, Mick & Doc eagerly discussing set lists & felt an overwhelming sense of misplacement. After all that had happened, I just couldn’t bring myself to match their enthusiasm, not tonight.
I noticed Nikki’s gaze focused on me, his face betraying his now obvious guilt as he watched me stand alone, uncomfortable & upset. His sudden success had clearly snapped him out of his petty, jealous mood.
Uninterested in an apology from him, I let my eyes continue to scan the room, looking anywhere but at him, when Sophia glanced over, catching my eye & gestured for me to join in. I forced my best smile as I walked over to her & Tommy.
“Take another shot Reynolds!” Tommy shouted, pushing a shot glass of mysterious liquid at me. I laughed politely as I shook my head.
“Thanks, but no thanks T-Bone. I think I’m actually gonna shoot yanno, I’m getting pretty tired.” I lied.
“Beth, don’t leave, please?” Tommy pleaded, his face suddenly serious, moving away from Soph & towards me.
“T-Bone, it’s not a big deal honestly, you guys enjoy your celebrations!”
“Just talk to him. I know the fucker doesn’t deserve it, Beth, I know. But he cares for you more than you think, I promise. We all do.” He added, placing his hand in mine & giving it a squeeze as he flashed me a goofy half smile.
I gave him a half smile & squeezed his hand back. “I know Tommy & I love you guys, I really do. But I can’t be around him, its.. it’s too hard.” I muttered back, so quietly it was almost inaudible above the music playing in the bar. But Tommy caught it.
“You care for him too, don’t you?” He asked, just as quietly.
I nodded, my eyes filling with tears. “God knows why T-Bone, he’s made it clear he doesn’t care about me. I’m just another girl he fucked.” I sniffed, furiously wiping away my tears before anyone noticed.
“Beth, Sixx is a dick. I’ve watched him fuck over chick after chick who was convinced they’d tame him & he tosses them without a second thought. But not you. I don’t know what the fuck goes on in Nikkis head, but that fucker cares about you. So please, don’t ditch us all just because you think he doesn’t.”
“I’m sorry Tom, I know he’s your friend & you wanna see the best in him, but you’re wrong. Nikki Sixx only cares about himself.” I replied, straightening my posture & regaining my composure. I pulled Tommy into a tight hug & congratulated him again. “I’ll see ya around T-Bone, I’m sure.” I winked, gesturing towards Sophia.
He laughed, “I’ll look after her.”
I blew him a kiss before heading towards the door, not wanting to disturb anyone else’s night with my drama.
“Lizzy, wait up.” I heard Nikkis voice call. I closed my eyes briefly, choosing whether to stop or keep going. I chose the latter & walked swiftly out of the door, pretending I hadn’t heard.
But my ignorance was in vain & he was right behind me, following suit out of the bar.
“Nikki please, just go back-“
My sentence was cut short by his lips crashing onto mine. I froze, feeling anger, lust & passion sweep through my body as my brain tried to compute the correct emotional response. I pushed him away sharply, deciding anger overwhelmed any feelings I had towards him.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?! Are you asking for another slap?!”
“Lizzy, I’m sorry ok?” He blurted out, clearly uncomfortable with apologies.
“You’re sorry?! Oh, well that makes everything ok then.” I said sarcastically, rolling my eyes at him.
“I know ok, I fucked up. I’ve been a dick to you & I’m sorry. I just, I don’t know how to do this shit.” He mumbled, running his hands through his tangled hair.
“Do what, Sixx?” My frustration mounting with his half-assed apology.
“I don’t fucking do.. This.” He gestured between the two of us, struggling to find his words.
I sighed with exasperation. “What is this Nikki? Is this an apology or what, because honestly there isn’t much you can say right now, just let me go home.” I finished, turning to leave, but he caught hold of my hand, pulling me into him. He placed his hand gently under my chin, bringing my face up to his.
“I don’t do this, ok? I don’t do feelings or relationships, fuck, I won’t even sleep with a girl twice.” He laughed, before clearing his throat when he saw my unamused expression. “Lizzy, I am sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you. I got pissed as hell when I saw you with that fucking pretty boy, I snapped.. I don’t know, I guess I was kinda jealous.. I do care about you.”
I scoffed. “You’ve got a funny way of showing it.”
“I do, Lizzy. But listening to you telling me why I’m a bad guy, all the shit I’ve done to you, you’re right. And I’m sorry. Just, please don’t leave. Come celebrate with us, we all want you here. I want you here.. You’ve been with us from the start, it wouldn’t feel the same without you. You mean a lot to me… Um, to us. You mean a lot to us.” He corrected.
I looked into his green eyes & saw the sincerity, noted the lack of arrogance in his voice & the absence of his usual smug smile. I so badly wanted to give into him. I wanted to taste his kiss again, melt against him like I always do. I wanted to take his hand & go back inside, enjoy the night with the band, drink, have fun & fall into bed with him when the night was over.
But I’d fell for Nikkis sweeter side before, I knew how the night would end. He’d leave afterwards & I’d be hurt all over again. And I wasn’t gonna let that happen.
“No Nikki, I’m sorry.”
