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littlecrow-rogue · 17 days

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Trough the Lens: A Mötley Crüe fanfiction - Chapter 2

Hi there!

Thank you for everyone for the love you gave to the first chapter. I hope you will like this one as well.

Also if anyone likes my writeing style and would love to read something else from me then feel free to give me some requests for some one shots. I would love to write some more stuff but low on ideas.

Side note: if any photographer is reading this, I am not one so if I messed up something aboute the film and photo developing feel free to correct me. I meanly leand on google and youtube for research.

XoX - V

Chapter 2: "Behind the Lens"

As the soft morning light gently crept through the parted curtains, Katie's eyes fluttered open, greeted by the promise of a new day. With a sense of eager anticipation coursing through her veins, she couldn't help but smile as she stretched beneath the cozy embrace of her duvet. Today was the day – the highly anticipated photoshoot with Mötley Crüe awaited.

Throwing back the covers, Katie swung her legs over the edge of the bed, her bare feet meeting the cool hardwood floor with a soft thud. She glanced at the clock on her bedside table – it was still early, but excitement had already set her heart racing.

After a refreashing shower she rummaged trough her closet and settled on a comfy pair of black jeans and a soft green sweater, the perfect blend of style and comfort for the day ahead.

With her outfit sorted, Katie made her way to the kitchen, as she hummed along to a catchy tune in her head, she whipped up a simple breakfast.

Her mind buzzing with anticipation for the photoshoot and as she sipped her coffee, she couldn't shake the feeling that today was the beginning of something big.

Finisshing her breakfast she packed her camera gear and slung the bag over her shoulder, she double-checked everything one last time before heading out the door. The excitement was palpable as she locked up her apartment and made her way to the photoshoot location.

As Katie rolled up in fornt of Nikki’s flat she was greeted by the members of Mötley Crüe, each of them wearing their trademark rock 'n' roll style and brimming with excitement for the day ahead.

"Hey, Katie! " Tommy's voice boomed as he pulled her into a tight embrace, his energy infectious.

"We're ready to kick some serious ass today!"

Katie returned the hug with a smile, feeling a surge of excitement at the prospect of working with the band.

"I am gald to hear that! I'm excited to see what we will create together," she replied, her voice filled with enthusiasm.

As the crew gathered around, Nikki stepped forward with a sly grin.

"Alright, Katie, lay it on us. What's the game plan for today?" he asked, a twinkle of mischief in his eyes.

Katie grinned, a sense of determination shining in her eyes.

"We're gonna start off by capturing you guys in your natural habitat – jamming out during rehearsal," she declared, her words laced with anticipation.

"Then we'll crank it up a notch and dive into some seriously killer, stylized shots that scream Mötley Crüe."

"Sounds like a plan," Vince chimed in, his voice brimming with enthusiasm.

"Time to rock and roll!"

The group made their way up to the make shift rehearsal room, wich was Nikki’s living room and with a roar of guitars and thundering drums, Mötley Crüe launched into their rehearsal, filling the room with their electrifying sound.

Nikki's fingers danced across the strings, Vince belted out lyrics with raw power, while Tommy and Mick laid down the heartbeat of their music.

Meanwhile, Katie moved around the room with her camera in hand, capturing the raw energy and passion of the band in action. She adjusted the settings carefully, relying on her keen eye and intuition to frame each shot just right. With each click of the shutter, she knew she was capturing a moment of pure rock and roll magic.

The band members threw themselves into their performance, their movements fluid and effortless as they lost themselves in the music. Katie moved gracefully among them, her camera clicking away as she worked to immortalize the essence of Mötley Crüe through her lens.

As the rehearsal drew to a close, the band members paused to catch their breath, their faces flushed with exhilaration. Katie lowered her camera, a satisfied smile playing at the corners of her lips.

"Wow, Katie, you were everywhere!" Tommy exclaimed, his eyes shining with excitement.

"I can't wait to see how they turn out."

Katie grinned, her heart swelling with satisfaction at Tommy's words.

"It was truly inspiring to watch you guys in action." she replied, her voice filled with genuine appreciation.

With the first part of the photoshoot complete, the band and Katie took a moment to regroup and discuss their plans for the next set of shots, eventually Katie and the members of Mötley Crüe made their way outside for the next part of the photoshoot.

"Alright, everyone, follow me," Katie called out, her eyes scanning the surroundings for the perfect backdrop. She pointed across the street to a building adorned with weathered brick walls.

"I have a feeling those walls will provide the perfect canvas."

The band members trailed after Katie, their laughter and playful banter echoing through the street as they crossed over to the chosen location.

"Alright, boys, show me what you've got!" Katie said with a smile, after positioning each member for the shots.

The guys grinned mischievously, each striking a dramatic pose in front of the brick wall as Katie snapped away, capturing their larger-than-life personalities with each click of the shutter.

Tommy struck a dramatic pose, his hair whipping in the breeze.

Vince followed suit, throwing up a devil horn sign with a wink, while Mick and Nikki leaned casually against the wall, with a grin lighting up their faces.

As the photoshoot continued, the group fell into a rhythm, their playful banter and infectious energy filling the air. With each shot, Katie felt a sense of joy and satisfaction, knowing that she was capturing the true essence of Mötley Crüe in every frame.

As the sun began to fade and rain clouds rolled in, Katie lowered her camera with a satisfied smirk.

"I think we've nailed it, guys," she declared, her voice tinged with excitement.

The band members exchanged nods of agreement, their eyes shining with anticipation.

With the photoshoot complete, they made their way back indoors, eager to witness the fruits of their labor.

Once inside, Katie carefully began packing up her camera gear, the band members gathering around like eager disciples awaiting a revelation.

"So, Katie, spill the beans. When do we get to feast our eyes on the magic you've captured?" Tommy's voice cut through the air, thick with anticipation.

Katie paused, her gaze drifting from her camera bag to the faces of the band members. A contemplative expression danced across her features as she pondered the question.

"Well, it's going to take a bit of time to develop the film and process the photos," she began, her voice a soft melody floating in the air.

"But if you aren't busy this afternoon, why not swing by my place? I've got my own darkroom, so we can dive right into the creative process together."

Excitement sparked in the eyes of the band members.

Nikki's grin widened, a glimmer of curiosity dancing in his gaze.

"Sounds like a plan," he chimed in, his voice vibrating with excitement.

With the plan in place, Katie and the band made their way to her apartment, the anticipation building with each step.

As they arrived, Katie led them inside, her heart racing with excitement at the prospect of sharing her passion for photography with the band.

As they stepped into Katie's apartment, a sense of warmth and creativity enveloped them, wrapping them in a comforting embrace that felt like a true reflection of Katie's artistic soul.

The two-bedroom apartment was filled with warmth and charm, with the living room serving as the heart of the home. Soft, ambient lighting bathed the space in a gentle glow, casting a warm and inviting atmosphere. The living room was spacious and airy, with comfortable couches and chairs arranged around a coffee table. A large window flooded the room with natural light, offering a glimpse of the city skyline beyond.

On the walls, an eclectic mix of photographs adorned the space, showcasing Katie's talent as a photographer. Each image told a story, capturing moments of beauty and emotion in stunning detail.

One of the bedrooms had been transformed into Katie's sacred sanctuary – her darkroom, where she spent countless hours developing and perfecting her photographs so the space was filled with the faint scent of chemicals, a testament to the creative process that took place within its walls.

As Katie welcomed the band into her cozy abode, she gestured for them to make themselves at home, knowing that the journey of developing their shared vision would take time.

"Feel free to help yourselves to anything in the fridge," she said with a smile.

"There's drinks and snacks in there. You can watch TV, take a nap, or do whatever you’d like."

With those words, she set off towards the darkroom, ready to immerse herself in the intricate process of bringing her captured moments to life.

However, before she could vanish into the shadows of the dimly lit room, Nikki and Tommy intercepted her, their curiosity palpable.

"Hey, Katie, would you mind if we tag along?" Nikki inquired, his gaze brimming with anticipation.

"Yeah, we're itching to get a glimpse of your wizardry," Tommy chimed in, a spark of excitement dancing in his eyes.

Katie smiled at their eagerness.

"Of course, you're more than welcome to join me," she replied graciously, stepping aside to usher them into the mysterious realm of the darkroom.

Meanwhile, Vince made himself comfortable on the couch, flipping through the channels on the TV and Mick decided to take advantage of the cozy atmosphere and stretched out on the couch, closing his eyes and drifting off to a nap.

As Katie led Nikki and Tommy into the dimly lit darkroom, the faint scent of chemicals hung in the air. She pulled on a pair of gloves and began to prepare the necessary materials for developing the photos.

Amidst the dimly lit ambiance of the darkroom, Nikki and Tommy stood like eager apprentices, their gazes fixated on Katie's every move.

"So, Katie, give us the lowdown. How does this whole shebang work?" Nikki inquired, his voice brimming with eager curiosity as he looked around the trays and containers filled with mysterious solutions, each holding the key to unlocking the hidden wonders captured on film.

Katie's smile was warm and knowing, her movements fluid and practiced as she started explaining the process.

"Well, it all kicks off with the film," she began, lifting a roll of exposed film for their inspection. "The magic begins when we immerse it in the developer solution. This concoction coaxes out the latent image, bringing it to life before our very eyes."

With deft precision, Katie demonstrated the process, delicately unfurling the film and submerging it into the developer solution. A gentle agitation of the tray ensured an even coat, the liquid working its transformative magic with each passing moment.

"And then comes the stop bath," Katie continued.

"This solution halts the development process, ensuring our image stays just as we want it. From there, it's onto the fixer, which removes any lingering traces of silver halides, rendering the film light-safe."

Nikki and Tommy nodded in understanding, their expressions alive with newfound appreciation for the alchemy at play.

"Sick" Tommy exclaimed, his voice tinged with admiration.

"It's like witnessing sorcery in action."

Katie smiled at their enthusiasm, feeling a sense of pride in sharing her passion with them.

"It's definitely a labor of love," she replied, her voice tinged with affection.

"But there's nothing quite like the feeling of seeing the final images come to life."

With the film developed and fixed, Katie delicately hung it up to dry, the images slowly emerging from the darkness like ghosts in the night. Nikki and Tommy stood by, their eyes transfixed by the mesmerizing spectacle unfolding before them, a newfound appreciation for photography blossoming within their souls.

With the initial ritual complete, Katie turned her focus to the sacred act of printing the photos. Amidst the glow of the red safelight, she carefully selected a few negatives, cuted them out and ushered them into the enchanting embrace of the enlarger. Nikki and Tommy leaned in closer, their breaths held in anticipation as Katie worked.

"So, what's the deal with this part?" Nikki inquired, his voice tinged with curiosity and wonder.

""This, my friends, is where the real magic happens, we're going to make prints of the photos," Katie replied, her tone a melodic symphony of passion and expertise.

"The enlarger projects the image from the negative onto light-sensitive paper, creating a positive image that we can see."

As the images began to materialize, Nikki and Tommy stood in silence.

Each print was a masterpiece in its own right, a testament to Katie's skill and dedication to her craft.

As the band and Katie gathered around the prints, they cearfully examined every single on of them and with their decision made, Katie set to work on creating the flyer, incorporating the chosen photo along with bold text and vibrant colors that would draw attention and capture the imagination of their audience.

With the flyer locked and loaded, Katie stepped back, feeling the pulse of excitement coursing through her veins. Mötley Crüe, immortalized in ink and paper, ready to ignite the stage and captivate the masses.

"It looks killer" Vince exclaimed, a smile spreading across his face.

"I think this is really going to grab people's attention."

Katie nodded in agreement, feeling a sense of pride in the finished product.

"Thanks" she replied, her voice filled with satisfaction.

"I think it really captures the spirit of Mötley Crüe."

As they admired the flyer, Tommy spoke up, excitement evident in his voice.

"Alright, tomorrow's the day—we hit the streets and plaster these babies everywhere," he announced, with an enthusiastic grin.

"Let's make sure every soul in shit hole knows about this gig." Mick added with a satisfied smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

The band members exchanged excited glances, eager to spread the word about their upcoming gig. With their flyer in hand, they knew they had a powerful tool to help them attract a crowd and make their mark on the music scene.

"You know what, guys? I'd love to help with putting up the flyers," Katie said eagerly, her eyes shining with enthusiasm.

"We would appreciate that" Nikki replied, his voice filled with appreciation.

With their plans solidified, the group made arrangements to meet up the following day to print more copies of the flyer and hit the streets to promote their show. As they discussed their strategy, a sense of excitement and anticipation filled the air, fueling their determination to make their upcoming gig a success.

"Alright, so where should we meet?" Nikki asked, his voice filled with anticipation.

"How about we meet at the PrintPro downtown?" Tommy suggested, his eyes alight with excitement.

The band members nodded in agreement, pleased with the suggestion.

"Sounds good to me," Vince chimed in, his enthusiasm evident in his voice.

"What time?"

Katie glanced at her watch, considering the logistics of the day ahead.

"How about we meet at at noon?" she suggested.

"That should give us plenty of time to get everything printed and start putting up the flyers."

The band members agreed to the plan, eager to get started on their promotional efforts. With their meeting time and place set, they called it quits for the day.

"Thanks again for all your help, Katie," Nikki said, giving her a warm hug before leaving.

"We couldn't do this without you."

Katie smiled, returning the hug with genuine affection.

"Anytime" she replied.

With that, the band members headed off into the night.

She closed the door behind them with a contented sigh. As she made her way through her cozy apartment, Katie couldn't shake the feeling of pride that swelled within her. With a smile on her face, she prepared for bed, her mind buzzing with thoughts of the day ahead. As she slipped beneath the covers, she couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude for the unexpected friendship she had formed with the members of Mötley Crüe.

With a contented sigh, Katie closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.

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Mötley Crüe Hooligan’s Holiday • Hypnotized 1994 Elektra —————————————————

* Long Live Rock Archive

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appetite4savage · 2 years

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gracev0609 · 2 years

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Nikki Sixx Stadium Tour One Shot

June 25 2022. Citizens Bank Park. Philadelphia

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It was 12 noon on Saturday June 25, 2022 and you had just parked in lot C of the Citizens Bank Park. You pulled out your phone and immediately texted your friend since highschool, Brittany Furlan, that you had arrived.

You walked through the now empty stadium that in a few short hours will be packed with 60,000 fans, all the way to section 115. You immediately spotted Brittany standing under the 115 sign, she was wearing a Motley tank top this 90° afternoon.

" Oh my God, it's been too long!" Brittany shrieked.

"I've missed you so fucking much!" You shrieked back with equal enthusiasm.

She wrapped her arms around your waist and gave you a genuine hug. After all these years you could tell she still cared about you.

" I saved you a seat up front with me and my family." Brittany told you while grabbing your hand and leading you through double doors to the restricted access zone.

You felt the feeling of joy as you had purchased tickets in the nose bleed section.

"Oh I'm so pumped! Did you know this is my first Motley Crue concert?" You told your friend while she still held your hand leading you down the hallway passing the entrance from the dugout to the field. You saw a large group of men and women setting up the stage.

" Oh babe get ready! The boys are fucking wild!"

Butterflies fluttered in your stomach as she opened the door to the common room where you were met by Brittany's dogs Neena and Teenie and the infamous drummer of Motley Crue, Tommy Lee.

"Hey baby, what's shakin? Brittany has not stopped talking about you. She said that you guys have been friends for years, that's tight yo."

"Yeah we met in what, 10th grade , when I moved to town." You said to Brittany.

" Holy shit, it has been that long." Brittany laughed. Turning her attention to her husband, " This is Tommy, and the other guys have been coming in and out of this room all morning so you're bound to meet the rest of the band soon enough."

And as if it was on cue, Nikki Sixx walked into the common room to grab another bottle of water. You've had a crush on him since 10th grade, and you knew that he was recently divorced.

"Ooh! Nikki, come here! I want you to meet my best friend." Brittany exclaimed pushing you towards him to close the gap between us. He wrapped one arm around you in a hug and pecked your cheek.

" Hey I'm Nikki, it's nice to meet one of Brittany's friends." You said hello and told him your name while being smushed up against his tattooed chest.

More of the members of the stadium tour came into the common room, as the commotion started you found your way over to the black leather couch next to Nikki.

As you watched Riki Rocket converse with Tommy, you felt fingers trace patterns on your thigh. You didn't even have to look down to know whose tattooed hands were touching your skin, it was Nikki.

Turning your head to meet his gaze, he gave you one of his signature smirks.

" How about I take you on a tour of my dressing room?"

"Oh I'd love to see it." You replied with butterflies forming in your stomach again.

As you followed him out of the room you texted Brittany to keep her in the loop, I'll be back soon, went somewhere with Nikki.

She immediately texted back, Went somewhere? 😂 Have fun! 😍🍆

You smiled to yourself before putting your phone into the clutch you brought with you.

Wordlessly you followed behind him to his dressing room, he opened up the door wide so you could go first. It was dark and moody, with candles and fur everywhere. Exactly the way you would imagine Nikki Sixxes dressing room to be.

Closing the door behind him, he turned to lock the deadbolt lock. You decided to make yourself at home on the plush couch amongst the pillows with upsidedown crosses and pentagrams on them.

A smile formed on his face, "How old are you sweetheart?"

"Oh, I'm 35." A smile appeared on your face matching his.

"Fuck, I'm old enough to be your father." He replied.

Your smile faded as you waited for him to continue speaking.

" But, you still want me to fuck you. Don't you?" He asked while undoing his belt.

"I'd love that Nikki." You answered motioning for him to come closer.

You sat on the sofa in between his long muscular legs, looking up at his face you noticed fine lines forming around his eyes, his smile lines getting deeper than they were in the magazines twenty years ago. His eyes still sparkled and were full of youth. You could tell something else was full of youth as well noticing the rather large bulge directly in front of your face.

You decided to reach up and rub his ever growing hard on through his jeans before unfastening the brass button.

"Go ahead babygirl, there's no need to be afraid." Nikki told you while helping you peel away the tight denim from his legs.

You were filled with excitement as all of your girlish fantasies were coming true. How many times did you touch yourself while looking at Nikki's picture in all the hard rock magazines. Far too many times to count. You imagined his cock, and it was even better in person.

You licked him from base to tip, hearing him audibly gasp and mutter fuck. He reached his calloused fingers into your hair lightly tugging on your scalp sending fire to your core.

As you bobbed your head up and down on his length you heard him moan out, " mmhmm... Just like that. Fuck, you're so good at that."

You felt a certain satisfaction knowing that you knew how to please him. Once your jaw was getting sore you pulled away from him, he took your lead and finished undressing himself. You couldn't help but marvel at his toned body, every inch of this man is covered in tattoos.

Laughing he stated, " If you take a picture it will last longer."

"I'd love to have pictures of you Nikki."

He grabbed at the hem of your skimpy crop top and pulled it up over your head, discarding it to the side.

"Why baby? So you can get off to them?"

Your cheeks flushed in response to his question.

Towering over you, he flashed you a smile before gently pushing you back against the couch, "Why don't you show me?"

You decided to go along with his suggestion, as you grabbed your breasts and played with your nipples, never taking your eyes off of the gorgeous man in front of you who was now stroking himself to the glorious sight that was in front of him, you.

Slowly you worked your manicured fingers down your stomach to the button of your cutoff shorts, slowly unzipping them and pulling them down off of your hips. Nikki was getting visibly excited.

"Come on honey, let Daddy see you play with your pussy." He growled, tugging on himself to provide temporary satisfaction.

That was all you needed to hear before dipping your fingers into your soaking wet heat. You were no better than the groupies, you would do anything he asked for.

Dropping to his knees in front of you he cooed," You're the sexiest woman I've ever seen, fuck."

He crawled closer to you, his flushed pink lips came in contact with your thighs, kissing up them, nipping at the skin, until he reached one of your most sensitive spots. Pulling your lips apart for him, he dove his tongue between your folds. He was driving you insane with need, you couldn't wait to feel his cock inside of you.

"Nikki, that feels so good," you groaned out while your hands knotted themselves into his wild mane.

He hummed his lips against your clit. Licking and circling your sensitive bud.

" Nikki please don't stop," you cried out gripping his hair harder.

Through his years of experience he knew the tell tale signs of a woman approaching her orgasm.

You let out a cry as you released against his tongue, wishing that you could do it again and again.

"Did that feel good sweetheart?" Nodding to him in response," I could eat your pussy every day, you taste like honey."

If only he could.

"Now for the main event." He chuckled. " Lay back and get comfortable, I'll go slow at first." Leaning down to whisper in your ear," I have a feeling you're going to be tight."

You were giddy as you awaited his hot flesh against your core. Slowly he teased your entrance, covering his tip with your wetness.

'Come on Nik, I gotta feel you." You begged him.

He steadily pushed his cock into you, both hissing at the pleasure.

You could have had an orgasm right then and there from the sheer amount of times you have imagined this moment. He feels so much better.

Once you adjusted to his size you let him know that he can start moving.

" You okay baby?" He asked through gritted teeth, " you're so goddamn tight."

" You feel amazing Nikki." You panted as he was edging you closer to the edge.

With one hand on the back of the couch and the other gripping your hip he moved in and out of you with more force.

" Oh fuck Nikki, that's it, fuck I'm gonna come."

He moved his hand from your hip to your clit, " That's right baby, you can let it go, cum on me."

Euphoria spread from the crown on your head down to the tips of your toes as you let yourself loose.

You sighed and murmured Nikki...

" Is it my turn sweetie?" Nikki asked you in between kisses on your chest.

Nikki told you to get up and bend your ass over the arm of the couch, " let me see that sexy ass of yours."

Leaning down and arching your back he sternly pushed your shoulders into the cushions. Resting his bodyweight on your hips, he pressed hot kisses down your spine.

You immediately shivered at the sensation of warmth against your cool sweat slicked skin.

Finding your entrance he pushed his way into you, faster and harder than before he pounded away. The only noise coming from the both of you was the sound of your ass meeting his hips.

" Ah fuck Nikki I'm getting close again," you moaned into the cushions.

" Me too baby, me too. Fuck, fuck, ahh-" Nikki grunted his thrusts slowing down.

Gently he pulled out of you, his seed dripping down your legs onto the carpet.

"Let me get you cleaned up honey." He said grabbing a hand towel.

As he ran the cotton towel up your legs collecting the mess, you made a mental note of how gentle he could be.

You both gathered your outfits and put them back on. The two of you fell into comfortable conversation, you could feel a friendship forming.

Some time later a knock came at his dressing room door, " Nikki time for hair and makeup!" And assistant called out.

" You're sitting with Brittany right? During the show?" Nikki asked fluffing his hair in the mirror.

" Oh yeah, I am, I'm so excited to see the show."

" Hey, give me your phone." Nikki said with his phone in the opposite hand.

" Yeah alright." You said replying to him while unzipping your clutch.

" I'm gonna add our numbers. I'll call you."

With a laugh you said," Yeah right rockstar."

" No really babe, I'm gonna call you." He told you flashing yet another smile.

"Okay... I'll talk to you soon then." You told him grabbing your phone heading towards the door.

" I'll see you out there." Nikki winked as you walked through the threshold.

You found Brittany in the front row. Taking your seat she asked you if you had fun with Nikki.

"We'll lets just say I'll never forget this show."

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emoluvrfortmblr · 7 months

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MÖTLEY FUCKING CRÜE

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mckagansmistress · 1 year

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i was going through my dads collection of old newspapers,,, AND I FOUND THIS I CANT STOP LAUGHING

#lee then stopped spinning stood up and dropped his leather g string to reveal his skinny white bottom to friday nights huge crowd #i cant stop laughing #I CANT #SKINNY WHITE BOTTOM #THIS WAS IN THE NEWSPAPER I CANNOT #motley crüe #motleycrue #nikki sixx #tommy lee #vince neil #mick mars

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~ Sleazy Sugar ~ 1 - The Whiskey A Go-Go

Masterlist

Pairing: Nikki Sixx x Layla Krane (OC)

Warnings: 18+, language, sexual themes

Word Count: 1.7K

“You're coming to the Whiskey tonight right?”

Kayla’s voice rang in my ears as we walked to our next class together. “I don’t know, there’s going to be a lot of people and its just like not my scene really ya know?” I didn’t have to look at her to know she was rolling her eyes at me. “Maybe that’s why you should go! Get a different view that you don't usually get, come on its going to be so much fun.”

I loved Kayla, she was my best friend since Freshman year, and ever since then, we've been practically bonded at the hips. We even chose the same college and courses together, I’m sure people would think we were together by just how much time we spend together, but she was a true ride or die, and I just didn’t have that many friends other than her. But being her best friend, I knew when she had ulterior motives, like she did right now.

“Or maybe, and get this, you want me to go so badly with you so you’re not alone and you can try and pick up on a wannabe rockstar and he can rail you in a tiny club bathroom for the thrill of it, while I talk to his friend to keep company?” She stopped dead and turned to me, her mouth falling open aghast and offended, but I stood firm, arms crossed. “That is NOT it!” I raised my eyebrow at her, and a few moments passed as our stare down continued till she threw her hands to her side and sighed heavily, “FINE, thats why! Is that so bad! Can you please come with me Lay! I just want to have some fun tonight pleaseeeee!” She was practically begging on her hands and knees so I rolled my eyes and swatted at her hands she had held out to me in the form of a prayer.

“Okay I’ll go! I’ll go and play along with your plan. But I’m not going looking like this, I need to change up into something that fits that scene more.” We reached our class and sat down, pulling out our books as we exchanged our last words before the class started. “We’ll go to a thrift store after class and pick some things up, don’t worry. Oh my god, I’m so excited!” She giggled loudly and I shushed her with a chuckle as we started class. This was going to be interesting.

Thankfully this was our last class of the day, and as soon as the teacher had given his assignment for the week, Kayla was dragging me out of there and speeding to the nearest thrift store. We still had hours before the Whiskey’s doors even opened, but knowing her, she wanted enough time to get ready.

“Hmm, I don’t know, what do you think of this?” I held up a leather black bra, that exposed my midriff. I already head a pair of leather pants I had found and I had some black heels at home, so I figured this would round out the outfit nice. “Lay, it’s going to look a-mazing on you! You should dress like this more often and less like a priss.” I set my bra down in my basket smiling until the word registered. “Thank-HEY!” She started laughing and gestured to me up and down. “Oh come on Lay, you know I don’t mean to offend you, it’s just, you dress so proper with your skirt past the knees, puffy button up, and hair berets, you need some leather in your life.” I looked down at myself and smiled. “I think I look smart.” She chuckled. “Looking smart isn’t going to get you laid.” I smirked, maybe she had a point. I shook my head as we walked to the register, the sooner we were out of here, the sooner I could get dressed and get this night over with.

We had agreed to get ready at her place, as I still lived with my parents and didn’t want them knowing where I was going and especially not seeing how I was going to be dressed. It’s not that my parents had control over me, I was a twenty one year old woman, but I’d rather just escape the questions I knew were going to follow and the judgmental remarks.

I styled my hair as closely as I could to Farrah Fawcett in her iconic swimsuit poster. My hair was a much darker brown, and thick so it always weighed down, so it didn’t come out exact, but it was still voluminous and it was good enough for me. I paired it with some simple black eyeliner and red eyeshadow and a lip to pop for color. I slipped into my heels and I was ready to go and play this altar ego I had designed. Kayla had her hair slicked down straight and her tiny little black dress on with her white boots. “Let me guess, easy access?” I asked pulling at the end of her dress. She smiled wickedly, “You know it.”

The line into the Whiskey was ridiculous, and seeing as it was February, it was freezing already. I knew bringing a jacket would be pointless once we got inside, but damn, I wasn’t ready to freeze my nipples off standing out here. Kayla could see my concerned look as we got nearer and I eyed the back of the line. “Don’t think we are waiting back there, I’m going to get us in now.” I scoffed. “Okay I’d love to see you do that.” I didn’t believer her for a moment, but when the bouncer saw her and motioned us in, I was aghast. “Okay, what the fuck?” She smiled to me, “My dad manages the books for the Whiskey, so that comes with perks.” I shook my head, “And I’m finding out about this now?” She shushed me on as I didn't realize we had stopped in the entrance way. “You’re a priss, remember?”

Now, I may look the part of the vibe of this place, but I definitely did not feel the part, and Kayla knew it. “Let’s get a drink and sit by the bar for now, I think we got here right before the next band is supposed to come on. I hear they are really good and have a hot drummer.” There she goes, thinking about which man she is about to prey on, god protect them.

We sat and sipped our beers while we waited, and then they came on. Motley Crue they were called Kayla told me. The music they played is like something I had never heard before. It was loud, rough, raunchy, and invigorating. I found myself even enjoying it. We made our way onto the floor and danced together to their songs and I’ll admit it, I was having fun, something I wouldn't like to admit, but I couldn’t hide the feeling.

As soon as they were done playing, Kayla had already made her moves to the drummer and had dragged him away, leaving me defenseless. I wasn’t scared, I was awkward, so I made my way back to the bar for another beer and hoped to god the drummers game wasn’t long so we could leave soon.

“I don’t think I’ve seen you here before.” I turned to see a tall figure with black, poofy hair that damn near took over his face, black clad leather pants and heels that were taller than mine by a long mile. “Well aren’t you aware?” He laughed and asked the bartender for a beer before turning back to me. “Did you enjoy the show then?” I had now just realized this was the bassist I was talking to and took a sip of my own. “You know, I did. I am not used to this sort of music but I actually really liked it. Whats your name?” I was going to be brave tonight, I wasn’t sure if it was the beer or me, but I didn't care at this point. “It’s Nikki Sixx, yours?” I almost choked on my beer, chuckling. “I’m sorry, that’s a good one.” He smirked and leaned down a little closer to me. “That’s my real name sugar.” I smiled as I composed myself and looked into his eyes, green, huh. “If you say so, Nikki Sixx. I’m Layla Krane.” I smugged back at him, leaning on my hand at his level.

“Well, Layla, get used to my name, you’ll be screaming it later.”

My smug look turned to surprised blush and I couldn't get my words out right, “Excuse me you’ll be screaming my name, I mean, wait, I’ll be, wait-“ His laugh echoed the place as he placed a hand on my shoulder. “You're fun to fuck with, you’re hot when you’re flustered. Anyways I gotta go, I have mayhem to construct, see you later sugar?” Before I could even process a response, as mysteriously as he appeared, he vanished.

I took my last swig at my beer and was pleasantly surprised to find Kayla marching to me, a smile plastered so wide on her face I knew she had succeeded. “You good there, horn dog?” She chuckled and nodded. “His dick was huuuuge! And he invited us over tonight for a party, they live right up the street!” I grabbed my purse and sighed. “Kayla, haven’t you had your fill tonight, can’t we go home now?” She crossed her arms at me this time and stood her place. “I saw the way you blushed at that bassist, and he’s going to be there, just admit you had fun and maybe you’re interesting to see what else you can get into? Or should I say, who get into you?”

The mental image of Nikki Sixx pounding me into a hot, moaning mess did something to me I’ve never felt, but I couldn't admit that to her. But I knew she wasn’t going to relent, so I sighed and pulled her arm to walk with me out of there to go onto our next mission.

This night was about to be longer than I could of ever imagined.

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