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robocoplesb · 7 months

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Hey! Thanks for answering my question<3

I saw that you have smut posted but if you don't want to write that I can request something sfw.

I'm also taking requests so feel free to message me <3

Request;

Can I have a Nikki Sixx smut where reader is Nikki's soft spot and he's an asshole to everybody but her, so when she's being a brat at soundcheck for the Dr. Feelgood tour he just takes her back to his dressing room and gives her some softdom punishment? Like praising and thigh riding and stuffs?

Thankies!! ^^

I HATE EVERYONE ELSE IN THE WORLD BUT YOU, nikki sixx.

warnings: smut, thigh riding, blowjob, kisses, jealous!nikki, longfic (?), you and nikki have a long term relationship, praise, degradation, punishment.

author's note: hey bae! apologies for the delay. this is probably the longest thing i've ever written, i hope you don't mind. i don't have that much experience writing smut so I'm sorry if it didn't turn out the way you wanted! also, really liked your blog:) good read, kisses<3

“— do you think...like...he's okay?” — tommy asked you, almost static as you two watched nikki argue with a random sound crew guy.

“— uhum.” — you muttered, with a carefree expression. you knew better than anyone how stressed nikki was lately. you were probably the only person who understood him, who understood how important that album was to him and how he was really trying. during the recording of the album, you waited for him at home late at night, just to listen to him and be able to help with what was possible.

even though vince, tommy and mick thought you didn't care much for his sudden humor outbursts, you were always keeping an eye on him. did you know that most of the time, he just started yelling at people on pure impulse, but still wanted to prevent something worse from happening.

and, well, the boys loved you like you were part of their “family”, from the moment they met you as nikki's new girlfriend, a few years ago, they knew you weren't like the others. you kept pace with nikki, but were still very responsible and decided, and that was exactly what he needed. the thing is: not even all that affection they had for you was able to make them not be confused by how nikki was with you compared to others. it was obvious to everyone that you were the love of his life, yet they still couldn't understand how he could be so sweet to you while being such an asshole to everyone else.

and that was exactly what tommy was thinking about when he didn't even notice the bassist approaching you two. but you notice, you took a deep breath and smiled as your eyes followed nikki's figure, relieved because he dropped the argument.

tommy winced, noticing the annoyed expression on nikki's face as he walked. before he could start thinking about the thousands of shit nikki would shout at him at that moment, he saw nikki's expression change instantly as he walked towards you.

“— hey, princess.” — he says to you as he passes by you two, not forgetting to leave a peck on your lips.

honestly, for the drummer, there was no logical explanation for what happened between you and your boyfriend. he starts to consider bringing the idea of always keeping you around to vince and mick, thinking it was the easiest way to deal with nikki.

tommy turned to where you were sitting next to him, wanting to tell you a joke about it, but you weren't there. he quickly scans the stadium and stage, trying to find you. he can see you running after nikki to the dressing room before the two of you disappear behind the curtains.

★

the boys were about 20 minutes waiting for nikki, they had agreed to meet in the stage in ten minutes, for soundcheck, but all they knew was that, according to tommy, you and him disappeared somewhere backstage to make out. mick, visibly irritated, prepared to grab his guitar and head back to the dressing room when the bassist finally appeared. he seemed calmer, it was evident for the stupid smile on his face and (your) red lipstick stains on his neck. the guitarist wants to punch him for how calm he looks even though he knows he is 20 minutes late.

by the time he arrives at his position on stage, you sit in another corner of the stage, a little away from the musicians.

"— so, are we starting this shit or what?"

they went through five songs before the first break (which happened because vince said he wanted to go over some more lyrics again). nikki slung the bass over her shoulder and looked at where you were a few minutes ago, recording the soundcheck. he remembers seeing you there at the beginning of the last song, but now, you weren't there anymore.

he looked back and saw tommy walking to the dressing room. he shouted, getting the drummer's attention.

“— tommy, have you seen yn around here?"

“— nah, man. she must have gone to get some water or something” — he said quickly and went back on his way.

nikki imagined the same and didn't care too much at first, walking to his own dressing room. at least, he didn't care too much until he saw where you were. or better, who you were with. when he looked at the door, a plate with his name carved behind you and a very familiar man. evan-fucking-decker. he stood there, watching, trying to figure out the possibility of evan decker showing up backstage at a mötley crue concert and meeting you.

so, evan was like a roadie for the band for a few years, a long time ago. things kind of ended with him when he and nikki had an little intense argument. years later, at a festival, they met again, but this time you and nikki were already together. your boyfriend was at least surprised when you and the blonde recognized each other. when you were alone again, you told him you met evan as teenager, at summer camp, and that you stopped talking after he confessed liking you.

normally, nikki didn't give a shit about things from the past, like relationships and stuff like that. however, nikki remembered one time talking to evan late at night, drinking and talking about their lives. he remembered evan telling about a girl he fell in love with when he was younger. he remembered the whole story, actually, including the part where he said he hoped to meet her again someday, maybe get a second chance. maybe that memory made him think he noticed something different in evan's look at you. after that day, you met a few more times, always at music-related events, but nikki always looked sulky when he saw that man's face. until today, you didn't knew why.

“— sixx! it's been so long!” — fuck. did he really have to talk to that guy?

nikki fakes his best smile as he walks up to you both, putting an arm around your waist and leaves a kiss on your cheek.

“— hey, evan, didn't know you would be here today!” — he said, trying to sound as friendly as possible as his hand lightly squeezed you waist.

“— ah, my friend is helping with the production. decided to stop by to visit an old friend.” — evan looked at you as he spoke, blushing a little.

you laughed as nikki tried very hard not to open that dressing room door and lock himself in there with you until he left. the feel of your head resting on his shoulder may have been what calmed him down.

“— so, hm..you are...like..” — he said, looking a little nervous when he noticed how close you and nikki were.

“— yes! for three years. you didn't knew?"

nikki thanks you for answering before him. for him, it was amazing the way evan's expression changed from excitement to disappointment. he wanted to laugh, looking like a bully kid at school.

“— no..hm, i heard something about it but i didn't believe.” — he said, kinda awkwardly .

“— why not?” — you asked, laughing, like it was a joke.

“— ah, you know...” — he chuckles — “— you are kind of opposite spirits.”

you got confused. in fact, one of the reasons you were attracted to nikki since the first time you saw him, it was how you felt he was the first person who shared the same thoughts as you. how you felt understood.

before thinking of an answer, you turned to your boyfriend, noticing how silent he was. something nikki didn't know about you is that you could read his thoughts just by hearing his voice on the phone. you always knew how he was feeling, and although there were few times he got jealous of you, did you notice his grip on your waist, almost possessive, and the look at evan, almost murderous.

you thought it was funny, and it was a good opportunity to get rid of the boredom you was feeling all morning. you quickly say goodbye to evan, pushing nikki into the dressing room.

“— finally.” — he says, taking a deep breath and sitting down on the couch. “— i can't stand that guy.”

you laughed as you closed the door. you went to the couch too, sitting on nikki's lap.

“— i can't believe you're jealous of a guy i haven't seen in almost three years.” — you said in a mocking tone as you settled into his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck.

“— apparently, three years wasn't enough for him to forget you.” — he rolled his eyes, trying hard not to give in to your touch.

“— why are you so affected by this?” — you asked as looked into his eyes. “— i didn't even remember his name. i'm not his friend since i was 15. i thought you were more confident..” — you smiled, teasing him.

“— and i thought you were smarter.” — he said seriously, making you start to get annoyed at his childish behavior. “— honestly, he fucking asked if we are dating, when he knows we are, because you said it when he met us at that festival. he was literally waiting for you to say no so he could take you to the nearest bathroom and-”

“— fine! fuck it, i understood!” — you interrupted him, putting your hand over his mouth for him to stop talking — “— fucking gross, sixx.." — you said a little disgusted, wondering how he was going to finish that sentence.

he gently grabbed your wrist and removed your hand from his face. “— well, that's exactly what he wants, whether you like it or not. and, you know, i'm generally not a big fan of guys who want to try their luck with my girlfriend.”

you smile and hold back your laughter "— i'm not going to argue with you because you look really cute when you get all possessive." — you get closer, leaving a few kisses on his face.

and nikki tries to maintain that tough pose, but when he feels you so close, after 20 minutes away, and knowing that now he will have to spend at least an hour without touching you, it seems like pride just disappears. nikki has always been like this with you, but only with you. it was physically impossible for him not to treat you like a goddess 100% of the time. and he saw you like that, as a point of light and comfort in his mind, he absolutely adored you.

you giggle against his skin as you feel his fingertips caress your hips. you pull away and stare at him for a moment. god, nikki was the most beautiful man in the world, you were sure of that.

his redemption to your charms is sealed by the gentle kiss he leaves on your lips. he feels like he melts with the artificial strawberry taste on your lips, pulling you closer until it's impossible to deepen that kiss any further. but it was still gentle, the way he held you by your waist, or how he smiled when he felt you moan softly against his lips, it was gentle.

you wish it had lasted longer. in fact, if you had known that the conversation with evan would take up so much of the time that you and nikki could have been making out on the couch, you would've said goodbye before. but you only realized when mick's angry voice sounded through the dressing room.

“— seriously, sixx, feel free to get into yn's pants AFTER the show ends, preferably”

you realize that nikki is ready to shout some childishness at mick, but thinks it's not worth it. you two would have more time after soundcheck, right?

before he says anything, you grab his face and kiss him again. less time consuming, sweet enough to make him forget whatever he was going to yell at mick.

you get off his lap and he kisses you one last time before going back to the stage. a simple goodbye that can't hide how much you both wanted to not care about any of that and can simply extend that moment.

★

"— who's that?” — nikki heard tommy ask, but didn't even bother to answer.

actually, tommy didn't care, but he was a little worried about nikki. he saw the bass player standing still for the last 10 minutes after the sound check was over. he thought nikki was going to run into his arms, but he was just staring at you talking to some random guy from afar.

“— ...nikki?” — tommy put his hand on nikki's shoulder, surprised when he felt the bassist walk away abruptly in your direction. confused, he just turned around to sort out his own things.

so, contextualizing, maybe you felt a little bored after a long 20 minutes of lying on the couch and listening to the band practice. I mean, not that it was boring. you loved life on the road, and loved accompanying the boys on tour, but you just didn't do much more than watch the boys all day before going back to the hotel.

it started as a silly joke, you thought nikki didn't even notice. you told evan that you were sorry for saying goodbye so hastily, he just laughed and said he understood. you said a few things to see if he would continue the topic, which he did without hesitation. so, you weren't sure how long you had been here, briefly listening to everything evan was saying, nodding your head to pretend you were paying complete attention as you let yourself catch your eye on nikki on stage from time to time.

you caught him staring a few times, which was the only reason you stayed where you were. you thought it was funny that nikki thought nvan liked you, because besides thinking it was stupid, all you could think about was how impossible it was. he was a nice guy, but wasn't even close to being your type.

In fact, you weren't so sure you thought he was that nice when you felt something akin to relief at being pulled away from him. the weak grip of nikki's hand on your arm, pulling you back to the dressing room, makes you laugh as you look at your boyfriend's serious expression.

“— baby, what's that?” — you say, laughing softly, knowing that nikki's temper wouldn't last long.

and he doesn't answer you, just opening the door and slipping into the room with you again.

"— no, sincerely, what the fuck was that?" - he lets go of your arm, sitting on the couch while rubbing his temples.

"— it was your girlfriend talking with someone, stupid” — You said, testing his patience. you weren't trying to be mean to nikki, you were just interested in the consequences that would bring you.

“— oh no, don't act innocent. you weren't even paying attention to what he was saying!"

“— how do you know? you weren't there!” — you say, holding back a laugh.

ge leans back on the couch, looking at you. “— because not even when you try can you take your attention away from me, right?"

you smile and cross your arms, walking towards him. you slowly sit on his lap, searching for any trace of calm on nikki's face. the depth in his greenish irises is what makes you want to go all the way. you feel his hand go up from your knee to your thigh, you place your hand on top of his, caressing the tips reddened from the bass.

“— you are terrible at teasing” — you both laugh as you adjust yourself on his lap, facing him.

“— really? it's not how you reacted...” — you smiled mischievously as you felt his hands running around your waist.

you know you have what you wanted when you feel the hunger of his lips against yours. the desperate way he squeezes your waist, pulling you closer, wanting more. you moan against his lips during this, feeling the pressure of his leg against your intimacy as he guides your body closer to his.

you immediately feel like you should have held in that fucking moan, because the next one is even louder, when nikki purposely presses her thigh against your clothed pussy again. despite the layers of your clothes, the warm feeling that spreads through your body is not light and it makes you want to cry knowing that he would still tease you for a while longer.

"— that's what you were thinking this whole time, baby? all needy...” — he laughs. you try your best to focus on what he was saying, but you just can't. you feel your body needy, fighting for more contact with nikki's, at a point where it's all you can think about.

you run your fingers along the zipper of his pants, trying to undo it, but is interrupted by nikki's hand patting yours, scolding you.

“— uh-huh...not yet” — the smile he gives you says enough, he wants to see how far you'll go for this. honestly, you could kneel down and beg at that point, but along with the excitement, your ego stayed with you at that moment. "— i won't touch you yet, pretty thing. i want to see how you will relieve yourself now.”

"— nikki-” — you pant, not sure if you can handle his teasing right now.

“— what, honey? did you think i was going to give you everything so easily?” — he took your hand from his crotch, bringing it to his lips and leaving a chaste kiss. “— you will show me that you deserve it first. actually, we both know you don't, hm? but I'll give you what you want anyway, I'll just make you beg a little”

and that's exactly what he does, in that way that he knows turns you on. the cynical look and that provocative smile that never leaves his face as he follows your every move.

he has fun with it all. you let out a whimper of dissatisfaction as you grip his shoulders, revolted by the idea of having to reach your own climax even when your fucking boyfriend was beneath you.

you started with quick movements, using all the strength your sensitive body had at that moment to continue the movements up and down nikki's thigh.

you're sure that with every inch your sex travels against his leg, you get more wet. you try to hold back your moans, wanting to show some control in the situation, but it is impossible. you feel small at nikki's look, frustrated with how he was managing to control himself.

he controls himself well, biting his lip while an arm is around your waist, he looks serene despite the fact that he's holding himself back from ruining you on that couch.

and it was hard to control himself while you looked such a beautiful mess on him. the messy hair, the lip gloss smudged on the corner of the mouth, the shirt strap falling off your shoulder (which made him groan softly when he realized you weren't wearing anything under your shirt)

he could feel the tightness in his own pants as you moved more intensely, listening to the pornographic noises you made. he was sure he could hear it outside the dressing room, he just didn't really care. it wasn't like you could just let yourself care about it now, too busy pleasing yourself.

you pressed your face against nikki's neck, slightly muffling your moans, not like it helped. your whimpers turned into long moans, full of need. nikki understood why your moans became even louder against his skin, noticing how you are trying even harder to move.

“— what, princess? got tired of rubbing yourself like a little whore on me?" — he said mocking.

panting, you hold onto him tightly when you stop moving, feeling your pussy dripping with excitement. he leaves a slap on your ass before grabbing it, his big hands not being gentle at all as he brings his lips closer to your ear.

“— that's what you are, right, baby? my desperate little whore..."

you nod your head. “— i am.” — you whisper. It's funny to see how you struggle to hold onto his words, all to show yourself as his possession.

that's how he made you feel. his. his girl. his whore. all his. and this feeling you gave him, the feeling of possession, of having you, it was the purest confirmation that he was yours just the same.

"— you are, huh?” — he laughs. nikki's hand goes behind your neck, making you look at him. his gaze is deep as he brings his thumb to your lips, slightly parting them to stick a finger in your mouth.

you moan as you run your tongue against his finger. he trails kisses from your chest to your neck. then from your neck to your cheek, stopping at your earlobe.

“— get on your knees for me, princess.”

he takes his finger out of your mouth, lightly patting your cheek before leaning in to kiss you again. he kisses you hungrily, deeply, you reciprocate with the same intensity.

when his lips leave yours, you both know what's going to happen. he leans back on the couch as he watches you get off his lap and kneel between his legs. he smiles at the sight, stroking your hair as you look at him.

"— such a beautiful little thing..."

you don't want him to notice that you blushed at his comment, quickly turning her face and looking at his pants, undoing the zipper. his cock was visibly marked by his already tight leather pants. you hurry to take off his boxers.

you push the tip to your lips, giving kitten-licks while stroking the rest of his length. the moan that nikki lets out sounds relieved. he closes his eyes at the warm feeling of your tongue touching his member.

it doesn't take long for you to take all of him in your mouth. your hands rest on his thighs as you hum against his dick, feeling the tip going deeper, your tongue running from the tip to his balls. you were trying to take it slow, not choke, but your boyfriend didn't contribute much.

despite the loud moans, he wanted more. you were caught off guard when he grabbed your hair to press your face against his crotch, making you gag. you close your eyes and let out a soft moan that is muffled by his cock, trying your best to take deep breaths through your nose, the tip hits deep in your throat. You open your eyes when he softens his grip on your hair, pulling you back before rubbing the dick against your lips.

you moan and lick everything he puts within reach of your tongue. he lets you take a deep breath before pushing his cock into your mouth again, again and again.

“— fuck, that's a good girl. such a good girl for me, princess. taking me so good..."

you hear him moan as he fucks your mouth. you roll your eyes in pleasure at the sensation, feeling a little saliva drip from your mouth to your chest.

“— i'm going to cum so hard in that little mouth.” — he says, feeling the orgasm getting closer and closer. "— my fucking little slut, waiting for me to put you on your place.”

and you like being treated like that, you both know. going from a princess to a whore, making you feel even wetter every time he degrades or praises you.

all that hits you is nikki's loud, hoarse moan as you feel something hot running down your throat. he finally lets go of your hair as you feel his taste invade your senses. it's something fine between sweet and savory, but you couldn't say you don't think it's delicious.

“— so good, princess, so fucking good..." — he says breathlessly. you feel a hand caress your cheek before patting nikki's thigh, inviting you to sit there again.

you gather some strength in your body before practically throwing yourself on nikki's lap. he laughs and hugs your waist before pulling you closer, kissing you again.

he kisses you gently, making you whimper against his mouth every time he makes a move to deepen. the kiss is long, it allows nikki to feel his own taste in your mouth. when he pulls away, you lay your head on his chest.

the tip of your nose rubs against his neck, smelling a soft scent of men's cologne that comforts you and turns you on even more.

“— love you so much, my baby” — he says docilely as his fingertips run from your thighs to your crotch. “— did so good for me”

nikki's simple validation can make you groan, pleased with yourself for taking away his bad mood. “— love you more.." — you say as you lift your head to look at him, your noses touching.

your next kiss is still slow, but not like the other. it's wet, almost sloppy and you both can feel that sexual tension burning through your skin. you moan against his lips when you feel the tip of his finger passing between your legs, caressing your pussy through the fabrics.

“— needing some attention, right, princess?”

he feels your head bump against his shoulder as his hand runs down your pants. fuck, you're going to make a huge mess before this show even starts.

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itsgaga · 2 months

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Paprazzi

“Y/N over here”

“Nikki”

“Come on Y/N can I get a smile from you”

The flashing lights never stopped, every time your eyes would try to adjust, another storm of flaring lights would blind you. When you and Nikki first got together you were able to deal with the paparazzi, some were actually quite nice and would only ask for a picture or two and then leave you alone, some were more determined to get as many pictures as they could but still they were never rude ;however, as time went on their attention and actions shifted. They once were only focused on yours and Nikki’s relationship but recently they started following you even when Nikki wasn’t there. Their words changed, they once would compliment you, tell Nikki how lucky he was, and would have nice small talk with you, but now, they want to know where you’re going, who with, and for long, insults can be heard when they’re around, they run after you, and follow you in cars, and will sneak around regardless of where you are.

Today was supposed to be just a normal day, you and Nikki had gone out to get away from the spotlight, the plan was to just go and sit in a cafe hours away from your guys’ home in a small town hoping no one would recongize either of you so you guys could get away from the camera and spend a day without the stress that comes along with being famous ;however, as soon as you guys pulled into the parking lot men with cameras came jumping out of their blacked out cars, all running torwards your direction.

You looked at Nikki, who was looking at the crowd. “Shit” Nikki put the car in reverse but before he could take his foot off the brake the car is surrounded from every angle. Loud screams were coming from outside the car. “Y/N and Nikki” “Y/N and Nikki” “Y/N and Nikki” that’s all you heard, over and over again.

It was never ending, minutes had passed and Nikki had given up, he’s sitting in the front seat with his head resting on the back and his hands covering his face. The men were clearly getting frustrated and changed their approach to getting what they wanted.

“Nikki, how good is Y/N? You think you’d ever give me a chance to find out”

Nikki removed his hands from his face and looked outside the car.

“Hey man, don’t start”

A guy standing outside your window speaks up.

“Well, if she’s gonna dress like a whore she’s gonna be treated like a whore.”

Nikki was mad, his emotions were all over his face, you could tell he wanted to say something. “Nikki don’t, they just want a reaction” Nikki looked at you then looked down. “We need to leave.” Before you could tell Nikki theres no way to get out, Nikki once again put the car in reverse and began backing up.

Loud shouts from the back of the car were yelling at him to stop, Nikki rolled down his window and told them to get out of the way. Again, the man from your side speaks up.

“Hey Nik, are those things real on her?”

Nikki ignored him.

“I think fake tits look like shit.”

Again, he ignored him.

It wasn’t until the man just flat out called you a whore when Nikki finally snapped and swung the car door open, the man saw Nikki and tried to calm him down.

“Hey, no no Nikki it’s just my job, i’m just doing this for money, I didn’t mean it man, seriously.”

Within seconds Nikki was threatening to beat his ass, there was pushing and shoving and screaming with flashes from the camera. You were done, you wanted to leave, with numerous insults and what felt like thousands of photos being taken, you were just done.

Rolling down the window you yell for Nikki multiple times, he made his way back to the car, clearly still pissed off and got in immediately driving off. “I can’t believe it, I can’t fucking believe it.” Nikki sighed and looked at you.

“Are you alright, babe.”

You just look at Nikki, give a soft smile, grab his hand, and look out the window. The car ride back was quiet, except for the occasional whispers coming from Nikki, complaining about the paparazzi and muttering a bunch of threats.

He squeezes your hand causing you to look at him “I’m just saying I would’ve beaten his ass if you would’ve let me”. You roll your eyes and smile. “I know babe” Nikki looks at you.

“I’m being serious”

“I know you are”

“Really? Cause I feel like you don’t believe me”

You and Nikki continue back and forth the entire car ride home, completely forgetting about everything that just happened. Realizing only then that you two didn’t need to drive hours away to go somewhere to feel some sort of peace and forget about everything else going on in your lives, the entire time the two of you could’ve just found peace in each other.

Bro. I hate the ending. With a passion. I rewrote it about 7 times. I didnt wanna give up. But i’m tired. Ready for a nap. So enjoy.

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gremlintheslut · 7 months

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Kinktober

Day 3 sextape and honeymoon

Nikki sixx

Sex tape and honeymoon

Nikki sixx

Summary: a tape from the 80s was recently found and posted onto the Internet. The tape is of you and Nikki sixx getting it on while on your honeymoon.

Warning: bondage (with rope), recording sex, sex tape getting leaked, masterbation, oral sex (m receiving), nipple clamps, blindfold (cloth), ball gag (unspecified).

Master list (main pinned)

(Written from the pov of a fan)

I turn on my phone and go onto tiktok. I scroll past the advertisement I'm shown when I first open the app and the next video catches my eye. A girl with wide eyes has her hand over her mouth and the text on the screen reads "omg I just watched the Nikki sixx honeymoon video those bitches are kinky". I'm filled with confusion and curiosity. My favorite band is motley Crue and I've never heard of this before.

I click one of the tags on the video that reads "Nikki sixx honeymoon video". I scroll through a bunch of videos and comments trying to figure out where to find it. I eventually find out that the only place where it has been posted and not taken down almost immediately after is Twitter (I fucking hate X). I put my phone down and sit up on my bed leaning against the headboard. I take my laptop off of the my nightstand where it is charging and place it on my lap.

I open it and go to Twitter. I search "Nikki sixx honeymoon video" and find what I assume is the honeymoon video. I click on it. Nikki is messing around with the camera trying to get a good angle. "Is it on?" his wife y/n says from across the room. "Yeah just trying to get it to stay still" he says continuing to move the camera around. "Is there any extra rope in the box?" Y/n says and Nikki laughs.

He lets go of the camera keeping his hands close to it in case it fell. The camera stays and he moves back allowing the camera to capture the full scene. Y/n is kneeling on the floor and she is tied up whilst completely naked. Her arms are stacked on top of each other behind her back and her hands holding her elbows. The rope on her arms is attached to her legs and her waist so she can't move at all. Her legs are spread as wide as they can go. My jaw drops. All the videos and comments said kinky but damn.

Nikki's shirt is already off. Nikki walks over to her and takes something off of the nightstand which is in frame by a sliver. The first thing he grabs is a blind fold. Y/n has a smile on her face the whole time while he ties it around her head so she can't see. My jaw drops further when he grabs nipple clamps with a third clamp attached to the chain. I'm confused as he attaches the top two clamp to her nipples. Y/n makes a small whimper of discomfort but she's clearly used to it.

Then he take the bottom clamp and attaches it to her clit. Y/n hisses in pain as he tugs on the chain to make sure they wouldn't come off. He then stands up to his full height. He unbuttons and unzips his pants pulling them down along with his boxers. He steps out of them and moves so he's right in front of y/n and you can see everything. holy fuck. Y/n is a lucky bitch. y/n had opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out the second she heard the zipper. He pushes the tip against her tongue and she kitten licks him. Her tongue swipes up and down his piss slit before swirling it around the head.

She moves her head forward a little as her tongue follows one of the veins on his cock from just below the tip to the base. She swirls her tongue around the base before following the same vein back up. She licks a stripe up his piss slit and doesn't get the chance to go down again before Nikki pulls on the chain. She moans in response. She moves her lips in front of her teeth and closes them around his tip. She sucks on the tip for a few seconds and I assume she moves her tongue as well.

She takes more of him into her mouth. Nikki thrusts his hips a little the action clearly being involuntary.

She moves all the way down his shaft not stopping or showing any sign of discomfort. Nikki's mouth forms and O shape and he leans forward a little. Again my jaw drops as her lips hit the base and you can see the bulge in her throat. She sits like this for a few seconds while Nikki has his head tilted back pleasure. "Holy shit" he moans out after tugging on the chain again telling Y/n to begin to move up and down. She starts off somewhat slow before picking up the speed. He full on moans while pulling on her hair. Her head game is clearly unmatchable.

She goes up and down at the same fast speed until sixx grabs the back of her head. He forces her to speed up and she lets him take full control. She still isn't gagging at all and seems fine. This bitch is a pro. I'm pulled out of my thoughts when Nikki lets out a particularly loud groan. "Fuck baby" he almost whimpers out, his eyes squeezed shut. He's clearly having the time of his life. I look at the time thing on the video and see it is 4 hours long. I'm shocked, it can't just be one round.

My eyes are dragged back to the scene playing on my screen after Nikki moans loudly. The look on his face is complete bliss and he stopped moving y/n head. He's Leaned forward more and his mouth is still in an O shape and his jaw is twitching a little. Just a couple seconds later he lets out a sigh. I've been watching for almost 30 minutes now. He pulls out of her mouth. Y/n swallows and licks her lips. He puts his finger and his thumb on her chin. "Open" he says and I can't tell if she does or if he makes her. She sticks her tongue out and then lifts it up to show she has swallowed everything.

He then leaves his spot in front of her.

He goes to the nightstand to get something. It's a ball gag and at this point I'm not surprised. He walks back over to her and puts it on her. He walks behind her and untied her arms before retying the ropes so only one arm is free. He grabs her by the wrist and places her hand on her pussy. She doesn't move and muscle and he walks towards the camera. He grabs it and walks back to her making sure he has the best angle of her possible.

He removes the clamp that's on her clit and continues to hold onto the longest part of the chain. "Go" Nikki says and she begins rubbing her clit in slow circles. Her muffled moans ring out from my computers speaker. He wraps the chain around his knuckles and pulls hard. She cries against the gag and tears roll down her face. Her fingers move from her clit to her entrance. She slowly pushes them in and then an error message pops up onto my screen. "We are sorry but this video has been removed" it reads. I let out a disappointed sigh and close the app before closing my laptop.

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Thanks for reading 💋-gremlin

I'm really proud of this and I'm probably gonna write the full honeymoon video

#nikki sixx #nikki sixx x reader smut #nikki sixx x reader #nikki sixx smut #motley crue smut #motley crue

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fanaticbitchhh · 9 months

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piercings and tattoos

dom!nikki x afab!reader x dom!tommy

as you can tell, i got lazy at the end 💀

warnings: p in v, mention of piercings and tattoos, mention of parties (its mötley crüe what do you expect?) threesome, blowjob

let me know if i missed any warnings!

lowercase intended!

you opened your eyes, the bright lights shining from the open curtains. you groaned, your head was pounding and you could barely remember anything from the night before. the only thing you could remember was the massive party the crüe had, the mass amount of jack you had drunk and the coke you had snorted had kept you going for most of the night.

you felt a pain on your back, a sharp one. it was like needles stabbing into your back. you got up, wiping your face with your hands and walking to a mirror. you gasped at the sight you saw. a tongue piercing, an eyebrow piercing and a septum piercing. how had you let this happen? you huffed once more before heading into the kitchen, grabbing 5 water bottles and some asprin.

you made your way upstairs slowly, careful not to trip up the stairs. you walk into tommys room, placing an asprin and a water bottle on his bedside table before walking to nikki’s and vince’s room and doing the same. sadly walking into vince’s room caused you to see him with 2 girls along with some trauma coming out of there.

you sat down in your bedroom, mindlessly strumming your guitar to take your mind off the pain in your lower back. after a while, you heard shuffling on the landing and you walk out of your room, expecting vince but seeing tommy instead.

“why’re you up so early?” you ask, since hes not normally up at this time.

“could ask you the same thing.” he groans, rubbing his eyes.

“im up early most of the time, you? ehh not so much” you say, smiling at him.

clearly we woke nikki up from this conversation as he came out of his room.

“can you shush tommy? you’re so loud.” he says, his voice raspy from just waking up, tommy puts his arms up in frustration at this.

you laugh at his reaction before frowning, the pain on my lower back starting to really hurt.

“can one of you check my back for me? it hurts like a bitch.” you ask, turning around and lifting my shirt up a bit at the back.

you hear the boys gasp and chuckle when they see your back.

“what? what is it?” you ask worridly.

“well, you got a tattoo last night.” nikki smiles, wrapping his arm around your shoulders.

“what? seriously?” you ask, laughing a bit.

the two boys nod at this, chuckling. you rush downstairs, tripping on the last two steps and you check the mirror by the stairs. the tattoo was nice at first, it showing lightning coming from a heart that said ‘n+t’s bitch’. when you saw that you audibly gasped.

“nikki! tommy! what the fuck!” you yell, despite the headache, you were still frustrated.

“what’s up princess?” nikki smirks, knowing what you were freaking out about.

you blushed slightly at the nickname but you quickly brush it off.

“who took me to get this done?” you ask quickly.

“we both did sweetheart” tommy chimes in.

“who d’ya think picked out the design” nikki winks.

you groan quietly, looking to the other side of the room to avoid eye contact. that was cut short by nikki putting a finger under your chin and facing you towards him.

“we think its pretty hot anyway” he smirks.

“you do?” you ask, seeking confirmation.

“of course we do” tommy adds.

“thats good then, i guess i am your bitch” you joke, seeking a reaction out of them both.

tommy takes your hand leading you into his room, nikki following close behind and locking tommy’s bedroom door.

“yeah you are y/n. our bitch, understand?” nikki says, you gulp, nodding your head as you felt heat pooling between my legs.

“i need your words y/n.” he says sternly.

“yes! i understand nikki..” you say, looking up at nikki innocently.

“good girl.” he replies, smirking.

“now lets get this party started hmm?” tommy asks, silently asking for consent.

you nod, smiling at the two as they come closer. tommy leans in, kissing you sloppily while nikki runs his hands over your thighs. you break away the kiss when nikki taps your thighs.

“can i?” nikki asks, referring to the shorts you had on.

you nod, tommy pulling you back into a kiss while nikki pulled your shorts down. he parted your legs, giving himself more access. he kissed your clit before licking a strip through your slit, making you shudder and moan in tommy’s mouth. you gasped, throwing your head back as nikki started to tongue-fuck you, rubbing your clit with his thumb.

in the meantime, tommy took your shirt off as well as your bra, kneading your tits.

“dont stop tommy! s’good!” you moan, putting a hand in his hair and tugging it.

“didnt plan on it.” he mumbles.

you didnt even feel your orgasm building until you let go all over nikki’s face, moaning out in ecstasy. you catch your breath, breathing heavily and letting out a small mewl every now and then from nikki nipping at your thighs and tommy kissing your neck.

“you ready for the fun part?” tommy smirks, looking at you with excitement written all over his face.

“yes tommy” you reply, kissing his cheek.

nikki comes up from his spot between your thighs, as much as he loved it, he wanted to be inside you more than anything. tommy positions himself infront of you, taking his pants and shirt off while nikki does the same but behind you.

“now, get on your hands and knees pretty girl” nikki says, pressing on your back slightly with his warm hands, while you obey.

he lines himself up with your pussy, his tip running through your folds causing you to let out a loud moan of his name. tommy starts to jerk himself off a little before putting his cock infront of your lips, tapping them. you open your mouth, eager to taste him. you cant help but moan at the taste of him in your mouth.

before you could even start moving, tommy grabs your hair, guiding you up and down his cock. while nikki grips your hips, pushing himself into you, groaning slightly at the feeling.

“you’re so tight, s’ tight for me hmm?” he hums, slapping your ass when you dont answer.

you moan at the contact, lifting off of tommy’s cock to reply.

“yes nikki! tight just for you!” you moan out, before sucking tommy off again.

you feel the coil in your stomach get tighter, telling you that you were close.

“m’ so close” you mumble, muffled by tommy’s cock.

“think shes close nikki” tommy laughs, letting out a groan.

nikki starts to go faster at this, hitting your g-spot almost immediately. you can feel it become tighter.

“gonna cum!” you moan.

you cum, and shortly after tommy and nikki do too. your legs give out, causing you to collapse on tommy.

“m’ tired” you mumble, cuddling into tommy.

“i know, lets get you a bath and then you can sleep” tommy says, you agree wanting the two to take care of you.

they run you a nice bath, washing your hair and body for you. when you get out, they dry you, giving you one of nikkis shirts and tommy’s pajamas pants.

you leave the bathroom, wobbling but making it to the bed without falling completely. you smile as you feel the bed dip either side of you, the feeling of arms wrapping around you was enough to lull you to sleep.

#tommy lee x reader #nikki sixx smut #tommy lee smut #mötley crüe #smut

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sh3lbysixx · 3 months

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AHHHHH!!!!

#80s #80s rock #motley crue #nikki sixx #i love him #ahhhhh #nikki sixx smut #going feral

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nyxnygma · 2 years

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could you do something with being on tour/on the bus with Nikki Sixx

A/N: Ofc!!

Soft || Nikki Sixx

[Nikki Sixx x GN!Reader]

Summary: Tommy and Vince tease Nikki for being soft with you

Warnings: alcohol consumption, teasing

Masterlist

Your head was lead on Nikki’s shoulder with one of his arms wrapped around you. The bus was unusually quiet, only noises heard was the snickers of Vince and Tommy. Mick was napping at the back.

Only the calmness didn’t last long.

Nikki had your hand in his as he placed soft kissed upon it when the other boys snickers and chit chat increased in voluke. The pair had their eyes on you and your boyfriend.

“You got a problem?” Nikki raised his brows at them.

“No, Man,” Tommy chuckled and Vince held back his laughter as he sipped on his bottle of alcohol.

“Then stop staring,” he responds turning back to kiss your head, this made the boys laugh louder.

“He’s gone soft,” Vince attempted to whisper to the brunette, but failed due to his drunkenness.

“What did you say?” Nikki’s turned to face the men again.

“Oh, ignore them,” you shake your head as you pulled his face to face you by holding his chin. You gave him a quick kiss on his lips, making him smile.

The moment was interrupted again by the drummer and singer. “Your whipped, dude,” Tommy sniggers.

“Oh go fuck yourselves,” Nikki rolls his eyes, tearing his arms off you. It was unusual to see him embarrassed, the drunken guys laughed more.

You giggled at how childish the three were. “Awwww! are you two jealous?”

The laughter quickly stopped, well Mick was awake and laughing now. “What?” Tommy tilted his head to the side in confusion.

“Do you guys want hugs too?” You teased, pouting. You stood up and made your way to them.

“No. No. We’re fine!” Vince shook his head. He stood up and tried to walk away from you.

That led to you, Tommy and Vince running around the small bus, jumping over the seats, leaving Nikki in hysterics and Mick smirking. They never teased Nikki about your relationship again.

#motley crue x reader #mötley crüe x reader #motley crue #mötley crüe #Nikki sixx #nikki sixx x reader #nikki sixx smut #Nikki sixx fluff #motley crue fluff #Tommy lee #vince neil #mick Mars

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vikkisixxpixx · 7 months

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Originally wrote this as a scenario for my Motley Crue DR (shifter rep), decided to post it since there's a severe lack of this kink in bandfic

To clarify, I am a cardiophile. UrbanDictionary describes cardiophilia as "the act of being obsessed with the heart," though personally, I prefer the term "fascinated." Depending on the person, it can be sexual or nonsexual (it's both for me), however, since this is a smut, this will be focused on the sexual aspect. Now, as the song says, on with the show.

Dr. Feelgood

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Pairing: Nikki Sixx x Suki Taylor (my DR self), is in first person from the perspective of Suki Word Count: 1,236 Warnings: MINORS DNI (18+ content), cardiophilia/heartbeat kink, medfet, fingering f!receiving, piv sex (protection not mentioned because I forgot, could go either way in your imagination), multiple orgasms (on the part of Suki), explicit language, mentions of alcohol (in passing), nicknames, a very corny joke mid-tango, lmk if I missed anything. Don't like? Don't read. Extra Notes: we needed more of this kink anyway. also Quiet Riot's Cum On Feel The Noize came on shuffle when I wrote the second orgasm and I still find it hilarious Based on: Dr. Feelgood by Motley Crue (in name), the horny thoughts I got after viewing the attached photo No beta, we die like real men

Nikki sighs as he sits next to me on the tour bus. Tommy’s at a payphone calling Heather, while Mick and Vince are having a few drinks on the bus.

“If I don’t have one night away from Tommy, I’m gonna fuckin’ scream,” Nikki breaks the silence. “He’s about to drive me batshit crazy!”

I stifle a giggle. “Do you wanna get a hotel for tonight?” I ask. “You have another show here tomorrow.”

He presses a kiss to my cheek. “That is an amazing idea.”

It’s about an hour later that the two of us are checked into a room at some chain hotel; not sleazy, but definitely not the Ritz.

“It’ll look like shit after we’re done anyway,” Nikki says with a shit-eating grin on his face.

I snicker, rolling my suitcase to the corner of the room. “I wish the show wasn’t so soon. Then we could…”

He stalks over to me before lightly brushing his fingertips down my arm. “I don’t have to go.”

I laugh slightly. “You’re in one of the most popular bands in the world. You’re not missing a show!”

He plants a sloppy kiss on my lips. “Maybe later I can do something special for you.”

I smirk. “I’d love nothing more.” I give him a quick kiss before saying, “Now, you need to go.”

He kisses me again before walking out the door.

The show, like usual, is very loud and very successful. But, for the first time I’ve ever seen, Nikki is ecstatic to get off stage.

As we’re walking out to the car the venue lent us, he throws an arm around me. “Ya know, babe, I think that was my best performance yet.”

“What makes you say that, honey?”

“Because I played the best I could so I could go back to the hotel as fast as I can.”

I laugh at his comment as the two of us get in the car.

The drive to the hotel is largely quiet, though the sexual tension is palpable.

“I’ve got a surprise in my suitcase,” Nikki speaks in a singsong voice as we enter our room.

“You do, do you?” I ask with my eyebrow quirked.

“Mhmm. Go in the bathroom and don’t come out ‘til I say so.”

“Yes, sir,” I reply with a smirk. He chuckles and smacks my ass as I walk away.

It’s a silent moment later that I hear, “The doctor will see you now, Miss Taylor.”

“Dr. Feelgood?”

I walk into the room to find Nikki wearing a white coat—and only a white coat—with a stethoscope around his neck.

“Yeah, I heard you’ve been under the weather, Miss Taylor,” he says with a devious smirk.

I giggle. “Yes, Doctor, I’ve been feeling very, very sick.” I fall onto the bed dramatically with a hand on my chest.

“What seems to be the trouble, Miss Taylor?”

“My heart just feels all sorts of funny, Doctor.” I blush when I realize what I’ve said.

Without wasting a second, Nikki walks over. “Hmm, sounds like I should check that out.” In one swift move, the stethoscope is gone from his neck and has found a new place, with one end on my chest.

A few silent seconds pass before I blurt out, “That thing’s not even real, is it?”

Nikki chuckles. “You bet your ass it is.” He smirks as we both feel my heart rate skyrocket. A blush makes its way across my cheeks as he says, “Now that is interesting. Take a deep breath for me, would ya, babe?”

My stomach does flips at the way it sounds when he says that sentence, but I obey nonetheless.

He listens silently for a moment. “Miss Taylor, could I get you to be my guinea pig for a second?”

“Of course, Dr. Feelgood,” I reply. “What do I need to do?”

“Just stay still for me.” He plants one of his signature sloppy kisses on my lips, listening to the effect it has on my heart. “Hmm, just like I thought. I gotta operate, Miss Taylor. Now. With your permission, of course.”

“Oh, absolutely, Doctor. Is there anything I need to do?” I ask as dramatically as I can.

“Let me do all the work for you.” He kisses me again before slipping my battle vest off to hit the floor, followed by my tank top.

With more of my chest exposed, he starts placing kisses on every inch of my bare skin, occasionally just above my heart, which is the only time he moves the stethoscope. Each one earns a moan.

“Beautiful sounds, baby,” Nikki says between kisses. “From your mouth and your heart. Got one more in you?”

He slinks a finger past my shorts and underwear after his words, curling it inside me; an action which elicits the loudest moan I’ve let out so far.

“Good girl. Mind if I take these off?”

My brain is already so foggy from pleasure that the only thing I can do is release an affirming noise before my shorts and panties join the growing pile of clothes on the floor. With them out of the way, another slender finger joins the first one.

“Fuck, Nikki!” I shout.

He chuckles. “I will, don’t you worry your pretty little head about that.” His white coat falls to the floor before he removes his fingers to put them in his mouth. “You are delicious.”

Before I can even think about his statement, he’s got me in a new position on the bed, before thrusting himself inside me.

I let out another “Fuck!” as Nikki starts finding a rhythm. I can only imagine the sounds filling the earpieces of the stethoscope as he’s fucking the daylights out of me.

“How does it feel, Princess?” he growls. “How does it feel knowing I’m fucking your pretty pussy to the beat of your own poor little heart?”

“Feels good!” I manage to moan out, my body bouncing with his every move.

He chuckles. “And that’s why they call me Dr. Feelgood. Because I’m the one to make you feel alright.”

Normally I would’ve laughed at his joke, but I’m so cock-drunk by this point that my only response is to throw my head back and mewl.

It’s hardly even a second later that I feel the telltale knot of an orgasm building in my stomach. “Fuck, I’m gonna— Aah!”

Nikki chuckles once more. “Go ahead and let yourself cum, Miss Taylor.”

A scream of “Nikki!” comes out as I give in to the pleasure.

As my body quivers beneath him, his thrusts start to become unsteady.

“Nikki, I wanna listen to your heart while you cum,” I whine.

He smirks and quickly switches the stethoscope around. Now my ears are filled with the beautiful sound of his heartbeat. A moment of counting reveals it to be at 130 beats per minute.

“Fuck, Nikki, your heart’s racing,” I blurt out.

“It’s cuz I love you so much.”

His unsteady thrusts paired with the sound of his heart in my ears is enough to send me over the edge again, and the two of us climax in sync.

Panting fills the air as neither of us say anything at first. After a moment, Nikki takes the stethoscope and puts it back on me.

“Your heart sounds like a fuckin’ jackhammer, babe.”

I slap his arm playfully. “Shut up!”

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thesmokingguns · 1 year

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Make it Hurt

Minors DNI 18+

Nikki locked the door, pausing in the entryway to hear any sounds to see if you were awake. When he was greeted with silence he sighed, licking off his boots and trying to keep his disappointment in check. He could use one of your hugs right now. The way you’d throw yourself at him, saying his name with that shrill of excitement that never seemed fake. But he was the one who was late.

A flight from New York that had been delayed because of a snow storm. Originally you had planned to meet him at LAX after a week and a half apart, you were excited to be reunited but when he called you from the pay phone to say that he wouldn’t be home until maybe tomorrow you had agreed to stay home. Nikki didn’t know that you had cried when he hung up, touch starved and desperate to be with him. It wasn’t just him that could use a hug.

As a kindergarten teacher you didn't share the same exciting rockstar life as your boyfriend did but that didn’t mean you didn’t have your share of drama. Where his was splashed on the cover of Cream magazine yours showed up in different ways. The mom at drop off reminding you again that her son was special and needed the extra attention when in reality he needed more at home support to help him catch up or Cindy who opened her lunchbox and closed if just as fast when she realized that it wasn’t full. You had given her your sandwich and reminded yourself to start packing extras. There was Kevin witb the chipped front tooth that you had thought happened from an accident but after meeting his parents at Tuesday’s meet the teacher night you had called in the school social worker realizing it was not.

Nikki had been stressed about the album, mixing a record and you had been stressed about how parents could forget about their kids.

He climbed the stairs, pushing open the bedroom door, where he saw you laying on top of the sheets. Still in a pair of dark denim jeans and a button down plaid shirt, he knew you must have spent your Saturday at the school working on your classroom for the week. He admired your dedication for your job but he also worried that carrying the lives of so many children around was breaking your heart. You were a damn good teacher, loved your kids but he worried That you loved them more than you should, cared about them and Carried them around so it was too heavy for you.

Seeing you now, passed out from exhaustion in the clothes you had worn all day made Nikki feel like he needed to have you take a break before you got hurt.

He made his way over to you, hands going to the buttons of your jeans and tugging the buttons through holes. You muttered sleepily, turning slightly as he moved with you, tugging your jeans down. Your eyes flashing open as you felt his hands on your feet tugging them off.

“Nikki.” He couldn’t help but smile as you said his name, tossing your jeans towards the hamper as he laid on you, loving how your arms reached for him to pull him into you.

He had needed this.

The way your lips pressed against his in a deep, long kiss, arms and legs wrapping around him as he let himself bask in your presence. This was what it was like to be loved and wanted. The way you clung to him, not letting him go as he pressed you into the bed, both of you seeming to be in sync as you thought more.

“I’m here.” He was stroking your face as you tugged his t-shirt over his head, silver chains rattling as they fell back against his chest, “No need to rush, angel. I’m not going anywhere.” But your eyes were raising up, meeting his in a frenzied want.

“I just need you to be closer. I just need all of you, now.” The soft desperation in your voice had him groaning, moving with you as he slid the buttons through holes and pushed your shirt apart.

His hands skimmed your stomach, up your breasts and down as they pulled the nylon of your bra down. Hands cupping and mouth lowering to kiss the skin. He wanted to ravish you, make love to you until the pair of you were so tangled and lost in each other that where one of you began and the other ended was so confusing That you two were just considered one being.

Your shoulders shrugged, the shirt and bra coming off as your hands moved to his head, fingers tangling with the dyed black hair as you fisted the locks, watching the way he looked up, eyes on yours as he playfully nipped at the bar in your belly.

“Tell me what you want.” He expected you to push his head down as he teased, maybe to see the soft blush of your cheeks as you asked him to make love to you but that was not what Nikki got.

“I want you to fuck me until the only part of me that hurts is the spot between my legs.” He froze at this, pushing himself up to search your eyes for an explanation but you weren’t looking for an argument, you wanted results, “please, Nikki. It’s been so hard here and I just need to not have to think of anything. Just take away the thoughts, please.” The desperation and begging, giving him a job only he could do fueled Nikki.

You needed him and he needed you.

Maybe he should have talked to you more, found a solution to the ache and stress but he was sliding your panties off, fisting his cock as he guided it towards you. He wasn’t moving as quick as you wanted and you reassured him by sliding forward, hips twisting so he was flat on his back and you were on top of him, pushing him girth inside of you with a push of your hips.

His mouth opened,Hands going to your sides as he watched you, hands on his stomach as you adjusted your thighs on each side of his torso and rolled yourself. Usually you took your time and let Nikki help you and guide you but tonight you were too desperate fo wait. Upu we’re riding him, Hard and fast, pussy squelching as he watched you with fascination. It was like you were possessed. Trying to lose all the stress and pain of the week on top of his cock.

“Angel, slow down or I’m not going to last.” He was wanting you but your hair was thrown back, fingers twisting with the locks as you bounced. Nikki grinding his teeth as he swiped his thumb over your clit. There was no way you were going to slow down for him if you were in this mood.

He could feel your pussy, already squeezing as you bounced and rode him. You needed to cum to, have that blackout feeling. Nikki rolled, surprising you as you hit the mattress. He pressed your legs up and apart, bending you like a pretzels as he went so deep you saw stars, fucking you how you desiered to be fucked.

“Please.” You were so close and he knew you would explode. The sweat was as coming down his neck as he held your waist, fucking you, balls slapping at your ass as you laid splayed onthe bed for him.

“That’s my girl. Cum for me.” You nodded, reaching to pull his lips against yours, kissing him as you exploded, body warming and contracting as you arched up and into his arms, letting Nikki hold you as you came. His cum mixing with yours as he laid the pair of you down, the sheets around you as you’d both gasped for needed breath.

Your eyes on his as you tucked a piece of hair behind his ear, smiling as he held your open thigh over his, reaching patterns on the skin as he sucked in the cool night air.

“I’ve missed you.” You admitted, smiling as he kissed your shoulder blade.

“I missed you too, Angel. But I’m here now and I’m ready to make up for lost time.”

#nikki sixx #nikki sixx fan fiction #nikki sixx x reader #nikki sixx smut #nikki sixx fanfiction #motley crue #nikki sixx imagine #mötley crüe #nikki sixx fan fic

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marvelobsessed134 · 3 months

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Random ass blurb inspired by this sexy picture

Warnings: smut, oral (f receiving), daddy kink, age gap (not specified but Nikki is older than reader)

Nikki had you on top of the washing machine as he ate you out, his tongue running in between your slick folds. You gripped his hair, slightly tugging on it as he continued to eat you out.

“Taste s’good baby.” The bassist moaned. One thing Nikki loves is to taste you, eat you till you’re shivering and shaking and can’t take it anymore. He likes to hold you down to stop you from squirming.

“Oh Nikki-“

“That’s not my name right now.” His tone was commanding, dark.

“Sorry, daddy. Feels so good.”

“Yeah? I know it does baby.” The bassist spoke as his mouth was against your cunt, sending vibrations through out your body.

“Daddy- I’m gonna cum!” You cried.

“Go ahead and cum for daddy baby.” And you did just that, releasing your juices all over his face. The older man groaned at the feeling, rolling his eyes back.

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robocoplesb · 8 months

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Nikki Sixx x reader Angst where she’s pregnant and he gets upset at her constant mood swings and snaps at her? But doesn’t realize that he sent her into labor because she doesn’t want to tell him

hope u don't get mad, nikki sixx. [1/2]

warnings: fight, pregnancy, labor, insecurities about body and motherhood, bad mood, best friend!heather.

author's note: hi anon! thanks for the request. the moment she starts to go into labor was based on the story my mother told me about my birth (she's okay 😭). i think it's kind of scary, but i like the idea. sorry for the delay, i got so wild when i realized it wasn't turning out the way i wanted it to and i gave up for a few days but i did my best today. i decided to separate it into two chapters, hope you like it. good read<3.

chapter one

"— two minutes, nikki!”

you heard tommy screaming from the other side of the door. you and nikki were on his dressing room couch for at least 20 minutes, waiting for someone to call your boyfriend to start the show. you were lying on his chest as he ran his fingertips over your belly.

being pregnant was not easy, being pregnant surrounded by mötley crüe was even less. you knew nikki couldn't stop his life for you, yet you were still upset by the miniscule amount of time you spent together, or for the moments together that were interrupted, like now.

when nikki couldn't be with you, heather was. no one but her would dare, so that's where he takes you before going on stage. he helps you to sit on the sofa next to her and then kneeling in front of you. you feel his lips touching your belly and staying there for a few second. nikki knew you didn't want him to go, neither did he.

“— i love you. the show will end soon and i will take care of you at the hotel, hm?” — he chuckled a bit before getting up and kissing your forehead. you laugh a little at the sensation, feeling shy with heather’s presence next to you. “— love u too, nikki.” — you said

he also hugged heather and thanked her before leaving. you could hear some curses coming from mick about how long he took.

you and heather didn't watch the show today. the doctor said that the baby would be born soon, so you limited yourself to the minimum of activities that could make you really agitated. you loved being the band number one fan, but the time you spent with heather in the dressing room was precious. she kinda made you forget how bad you felt about the aftermath of pregnancy.

you loved your daughter, but it was stressful.

you became an extremely needy person in the start of your pregnancy, and over time, realizing that nikki could never do anything about it, you ended up taking it out on him sometimes. there were also times when you felt like you couldn't get out of bed because of the pain, you felt things much more intense and sometimes all you wanted was to cry yourself out.

heather was your best friend, and she understood. she knew what to say and what not to say. she knew when you were acting on impulse and when you were hiding something. she knew how you were being criticized the last few months. you and the boys knew too but nobody wanted to talk about it.

and she also knew how you must have felt when you read all those articles saying you didn't look good and comparing you to nikki exes. stressed.

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“— hey princess!” — nikki said as he wrapped his arms around you. he was about to ask you how you were doing when he felt you pushing him away.

“- come on, i’m tired.” — you said in a low tone and followed the path to the parking lot behind the stage. your husband just chased after you, confused by your reaction.

you ignored nikki the whole way to the hotel. refusing the touches or anything he told you, until the boys started laughing at the situation and he just gave up. for the first time there wasn't a crowd of fans waiting for them, they just signed a few autographs and got in.

you went up to the bedroom while nikki said good night. as soon as you sat on the bed, you wanted to cry. a few tears fell when you blinked, but you dried them off when you heard the door open.

“— what the fuck was that?” — nikki started.

"- oh my god...” — you muttered, knowing what was coming. you and nikki had argued before. usually because of you behavior, which caused an argument about nikki's behavior about it, until it became unbearable.

“— that is all? or you want to give another show? really, yn, I've been doing everything to make you comfortable, not to upset you, and yet you keep acting like a bitch.” — he said louder, making you shiver a little.

“— that bitch here is carrying your fucking daughter, motherfucker. can't you have the slightest bit of respect? or am i just a bitch to you, sixx?” — you said as you went to the bathroom, taking off your shoes and coat.

"- respect? you can't even say goodbye to your daughter's uncles and you want to talk about respect? Is this the kind of shit you're going to teach her?”

you stopped at the bathroom door when you heard that. it wasn't exactly what he meant, but it was what you felt, and this was a sensitive topic for you. for nikki too, but did you feel so insecure about it. the creation. you stayed up nights with him talking about how you were afraid of being a bad mother, how you would give anything to know exactly what to do at the right times. you talked about your childhood, and how your biggest fear was putting your daughter through something similar.

“— fuck you, nikki. fuck. you.” — you forced yourself to laugh at that moment “— maybe you should look for someone better for the job, since you're already getting tired of me.”

“— jesus, you're crazy as fuck. are delusions part of it too? or are you just scared?”

"- crazy? i went through eight months with a child inside me. nausea, pain, insomnia. spending all day thinking about this girl's future and blaming myself for not being able to do all this and still not being the perfect woman for you. my husband has been enjoying the rockstar life, being applauded and praised while people hate me more every day. i'm not crazy, nikki, i have limits.”

“—well, me too. and congrats for pushing me to mine. while you complain about the way i manage to keep us both, why don't you worry about making yourself bearable for your daughter, since i'm not being enough either?”

you've never seen nikki scream before. actually, not with you, at least. scared you. your mouth opened but nothing came, you really tried to say something before he opened the door and left the room, but when you heard the door slamming hard, you gave up, letting yourself cry a little.

it was weird. your vision blurred and it was hard to feel when you sat on the floor, just feeling your head banging against the wall.

you closed your eyes and started to feel something running down your legs. at the time, you didn't use logic, feeling like you were going to pass out at any moment and scared of what nikki was going to do outside that room. your low cries turned into screams of pain as you felt something in your stomach.

“— yn?”

you heard someone say. you failed to recognize the voice or who was there, just taking the person's hands and squeezing.

“— n-nikki? nik, come back, please- fuck!” — you screamed again

“— yn, it's me, heather. let's take you to the hospital, okay? vince will look for nikki...”

she must have said something else, but it's not like you could hear her. tommy had you in his arms before your eyes closed, following his wife to their car.

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duffslut · 1 year

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Faking tears

Nikki Sixx x Reader

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Word Count: 630

Warnings: Smut! Oral Sex, Daddy Kink, Degradation Kink, Dacryphilia Kink etc. Minors Dni.

- Do you want it? - Nikki asked, moving his hips and making his hard cock dangle in front of your face.

- Yeah. - You said in a whimper.

- Then ask for it. - He said.

- Give me the dick, dada. - You said in a sly voice, leaning forward hoping to finally get what you wanted.

Nikki let out a laugh that made your body shiver and approached you, he held his dick in one of his hands and hit your face with it while laughing at you.

- What a dumb little whore. - He said in a low voice, watching as you kept your mouth open waiting for him to shove his dick down your throat. - You look so pretty for daddy like that.

- Here. - Nikki gently placed the tip of his cock on your lips. - Slow down baby, daddy doesn't want to hurt your little mouth. - He said, putting his dick in and out of your mouth repeatedly.

You kissed his hard, juicy cock, it felt like a dream to finally have his thick pink cock in your mouth, his orders for you to take it slow didn't work, because minutes later you already had his dick so deep in your throat you could barely breathe, you interspersed between his balls and his cock, smearing everything with your drool.

Nikki wrapped his veiny hands around your neck and squeezed your skin as he forced his cock deep into your throat, your eyes rolled back as your mouth was fucked hard.

- Come here. - Nikki commanded, groping your tits and squeezing your nipples while you walked still a bit bewildered to the bed.

He lay down on the bed and put his arms behind his head.

- Do your job doll. - He said, you already know what to do. - Just like daddy taught you.

You straddled Nikki, rubbing your luscious pussy on his cock without letting him penetrate you, your hips moving back and forth quickly, the tip of his dick oozed a clear, sticky liquid and you rubbed it across his abdomen, scratching his sweaty skin with your fingernails while riding on his lap.

You lost control of your body a few seconds later when the feel of your pussy rubbing from balls to tip of Nikki's cock was enough to make you delirious, you closed your eyes and leaned your spine back, moaning more and more uncontrollably, rubbing your body against his harder and harder, your blood was boiling, the pressure in your body was so much that you didn't even hear what Nikki was saying, your moans were too loud you couldn't even listen to him.

- Don't come yet... No... Don't you dare. - It was the few words you heard during your ecstasy, but it was too late, as your ride got slower, your cum spread throughout the length of Nikki's dick.

Your orgasm was so strong that you had tears coming out of your eyes, one of the things that only happened when you fucked with Nikki. You leaned your body forward for comfort, bringing your bare chest together with Nikki's.

Nikki stroked your hair for a few seconds while you had your face buried in his shoulder, but it didn't last long until he showed his dissatisfaction with you. Nikki's caress in your hair started to get more aggressive until he pulled your hair all the way, forcing you to lift your head.

- Shame on you Y/n. - He said seriously, still with his hand holding your hair. - I'll give a real reason for these fake tears.

As soon as Nikki finished talking, you felt his cock being fully penetrated inside you, the startle made you feel a twinge of pain, but Nikki couldn't care less, he thrust inside you mercilessly, making you sob and beg him to slow down.

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gremlintheslut · 9 months

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just seen your event. How about 80s Nikki Sixx getting real posessive and dominant because he's jealous / thinks reader was flirting with someone, or something like that?

so he reminds her who she belongs to?

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Nikki sixx x reader (afab)

Warnings: spanking, small argument, blow job

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"what the fuck was that?" Nikki asks you the second he closes the hotel room door. You look at him confused. "don't act dumb you little slut you were flirting with another guy right in front of me!" he yells. "what the fuck are you talking about?" you honestly didn't even remember talking to anyone for more than a minute.

"We were with a ton of people why the fuck would you try to humiliate me like that?" Nikki continues to yell. You have a lot of questions but you're never going to get to ask them. "strip and get on the bed" he says sternly and you don't need to be told twice.

You leave your clothes in a pile near the foot of the bed. "face down ass up" Nikki barks another order at you. You follow obediently and smile to yourself as you do. You didn't even do anything and you know this night is gonna end with you getting fucked.

"you think this funny?" he says. You can hear his belt buckle clacking letting you know he's taking his belt off. You hear him approach the bed slowly. You think he's going to say something, make fun of you maybe. You gasp and your nails claw at the sheets, the feeling of Nikki's belt hitting your rear shocking you.

"do you think that was funny?" he asks before leaning down to whisper in your ear. "because I find it hilarious" he stands up to his full height and says one word before striking you again "Count". He pulls his arm back ready to give you the hardest hit he has. "count!" he yells. "one" you squeak out not knowing he wanted you to count the first one.

He swings his arm down and his belt hits you twice as hard as before. You bite down on your lip to stop yourself from begging him as you know that's not what he wants to hear. "two" you say squeezing your eyes tight ready for the next spank.

Nikki swings his arm down again. The stinging pain causes tears to roll down your cheek. "three" you can taste blood from how hard you're biting your lip. You're trying so hard not to make a sound as you know it would anger him.

You sob but you don't dare let out a sound. "four" The pain is evident in your voice. You hear him chuckle at you. "it's not that bad, calm down" he laughs before hitting you again. "five" More and more tears fall. "six" you can't help but let out audible sobs and it's pissing Nikki off.

"shut the fuck!" he yells pulling his arm back the same as before, he hits you as hard as he can. "seven" you try your best to stifle your whimpers. "fucking cry baby," he says before continuing to his regular force. "eight" your ass burns and you hope he is going to stop at 10.

"nine" Your face is soaking wet and there is a small wet spot on the sheets from your fallen tears. "ten," you say sniffling. Flinch prematurely and let a sigh of relief when he doesn't strike you again. "fuck" you wince as he unexpectedly brings the belt down on you with all his strength one last time.

Nikki laughs at you. You bury your face into the sheet and cry. "oh come on is this not want you wanted? You knew what you were doing when you flirted with that ugly fuck you knew what the consequences were. You were practically begging for" he says leaning down to say it into your ear not caring enough to whisper.

"I'm sorry" you whimper in the sheets. "I know you are. How about you make it up to me?" you know what he wants. He doesn't even need to tell you to get on your knees. You unbutton his jeans and pull down the zipper. You pull his jeans down to his thighs along with his boxers. His cock springs up and hits his clothed stomach.

Grab the base gently before itten-licking the tip. You can taste his salty precum. you take his tip into your mouth and suck it. You look up at him to make sure you doing good. The expression of pleasure you see displayed on Nikki's face tells you yes.

You begin taking him further into your mouth. You feel Nikki grip the back of your head before pushing you all the way down. You try your best not to gag as he starts fucking your throat. Saying you weren't enjoying this was the understatement of the year but you wanted to get him off so you let him continue.

Your nose hurts from hitting his pubic bone but not as much as your jaw. You feel Nikki's movements stutter followed by a warm thick liquid pouring down your throat. You swallow every drop. He finally pulls out of your mouth and you rub your jaw. "don't ever flirt with anyone else ever again your mine" he says pulling your hair to make you look at him.

"I won't, I swear" you say looking him in the eyes.

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