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unculturedswine-101 · 3 months

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Dream of only me Neil Diamond x reader

A/N: I am outraged that there are no Neil Diamond fics on here, or virtually anywhere so here we go (this is basically for me only, cry about it)

WARNINGS: Nicknames (baby, honey), Drug use (cigarettes and weed), heavy petting, groping, kissing?

You were backstage at The Greek, another show for Neil, another night of watching him move his hips, body with that guitar of his for all to see. Because of this, it would sometimes be hard to wait until the show was over to be alone together amongst other things...He had about 15 minutes till he had to be onstage so you slipped past security showing your pass and made your way to his dressing room, with his door adorned with a shiny gold star that read 'Neil Diamond' in black cursive letters.

You knocked softly on the door and just as soon as you returned my hand to my side Neil was there meeting me with kind eyes…and no shirt on. "Hey gorgeous" he said in his usual deep tone and pulled your waist in for a kiss, you let out a small moan in surprise as he deepened it, plush lips melding against mine. "Mm, hello to you too" You sighed as he returned to his dressing table and sat back down. He watched as you sauntered to where he was sitting and stood behind where he was sitting as he pulled a cigarette out of his case "I gotta say Neil I like this new look of yours, gonna show all those girls whats mine?" You mused, while running your fingers through his extensive chest hair. Neil chuckled, "Don't worry honey, I got that number ready for tonight" you turned your head and followed his finger to a sequined adorned silver shirt with long lapels , complete with a black sequined vest. “Ha, of course" you smiled as he took a drag of his cigarette. As you went to further inspect the costume, you felt his eyes on you, Neil had been touring non-stop and although you decided to tag a long a couple of times it was certainly not enough for you or Neil. He placed his cigarette oon the ashtray, soon to be long forgotten, "That's a really nice dress babe, you trying to show all the guys whats mine?" You giggled at the repetition of your words from just minutes ago, and began to feel his big arms envelop your waist as he began to plant wet kisses up and down the column of your neck. "Mmm, you sure you have go out there tonight baby" you sighed as Neil turned out around and began sucking marks onto your chest "Neil! people are gonna see those!" You swatted at his arm as he smiled and captured your lips again. You moaned into his mouth and began to run your fingers through his thick brown hair, tugging on it slightly in an attempt to get even closer.

Just as Neil begins to snake an arm up to your tits, a loud wrap comes on the door "Neil ya gotta be on stage in 5" he groans "alright, coming" he groaned separating himself from you, much to your chagrin. "The show must go on" he sighed as he took the shirt fromm behind you and slipped it on and began doing up the buttons one by one. "Let me get that for ya" you smiled as you did up the last two, making sure to leave plenty of room for him to show off his chest. "Thats better" you smiled up at him and letting your hand linger on his chest as you leaned in to give him a quick peck. “Now remember honey, they’re just gonna film me from behind as I go out on stage”, you nodded “wanna go out together?” You asked as you grabbed his hand, and you both walked out of the dressing room towards the stage. Although it felt a little weird knowing there’s a camera filming the both of you, you walk down some stairs until you’re both met with the backstage curtains. “Have a good show honey" you smiled as you Neil gave you a final kiss and soon after jogged out to meet his adoring fans as the roared and clapped.

The concert was an obvious triumph, having people stand up the entire concert, Neil picking out members of the crowd to sing on stage (including Henry Winkler from "Happy Days") and of course Neil’s incredibly tight outfit.

After waiting for what seemed like an eternity for his crowd to stop clapping, Neil finally walked off stage, sweaty and laughing to himself. "God, that was an amazing show, baby," you smiled as you wrapped your hands around his sweaty neck and kissed him deeply and passionately. "Shit, that good honey?" he smiled pulling back. "Mhm," you giggled as you locked hands and headed back to his dressing room. Before you could even step foot into the room, one of Neil's friends came around the corner "Hey Elton's playing at the Troubadour, you guys coming?" Neil turned to you, looking for your response. You were terribly tired and right now your priority was getting Neil's tight pants off, but you both hadn't seen Elton in a while, you shrugged with a smile and Neil smiled back "sure, I think we're just gonna stop off at home to change, these clothes are soaked, man." His friend nodded and walked away, meanwhile you pulled Neil into the dressing room "yknow I really would have said no, if those pants left more the imagination," you smiled up at him with wide eyes. "Oh yeah?" he smiled, leaning to kiss you, "yeah," you replied smiling into the kiss. Just as your hands snaked around his neck however, they were met with the sweat soaked fabric on his collar. "Mmm, as much as I would love to continue baby, you really need to change" you said, pulling away. "Fine, fine let's head out." Neil huffed.

You were both finally ready; you had on an even shorter dress which was bell sleeved, black and rings that connected the skirt to the top. Neil sported some bellbottmed jeans and a matching denim shirt which he tucked in. "Can you help me with one more thing honey" you nodded and clicked your way while Neil handed you a gold chain you had gotten him for his birthday last year. You smiled to yourself as you went to secure the necklace behind his neck. You both stopped and stared at eachother for a moment, you were both so happy and in love it was hard to help. Neil broke the contact as he went rummaging through your cigarette box on your coffee table. "Neil you and I both have cigarettes on us" you sighed, looking at your watch. "Not this kind baby" Neil chuckled retrieving what he looking for; a joint. You giggled "I guess it has been a little while.." you laughed as he grabbed a lighter from his jean pocket.

Neil being the gentleman that he is, placed the joint between your plump lips, giving you the first hit. "Let me light your fire, babe" he laughs, concentrating on lighting the joint evenly. You take a long inhale, only to promptly cough, which Neil seems to find hilarious. "Y'okay?" he asks in sincerity, you cough for the final time with a sour expression as you hand the joint to Neil.

You both are stoned by this point, having finished the joint between the two of you and lounging on the couch. "Mmm, this dress is evenn better than your other one, babe" he slurred, his large hand beginning to wander the expanse of your upper thigh. "Heh, it is nice isn't" you smiled lazily toward him, while stroking the side of his face. "Yknoww, we can always have Elton over here sometime, I think I gotta find out whats under this dress of yourss" Neil suggested hiking your already short dress up your legs. "Thats soo true" you giggle as you both slowly lean in to connect your lips. The kiss is sloppy, tongues running along each other, searching for something that you both won’t find. Neil growled as he maneuvers you to straddle his waist. You continue the kiss, while pawing and grasping for flesh; Neil opting to massage the meat of your ass through your panties, and you running and tugging as his thick long hair.

You defiantly didn’t make it to the concert that night.

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