Terrorcest one shots

dressing room

1984, tour with Ozzy

Nikki Sixx

I finish applying the last of my makeup, fluffing my hair up in the mirror. At this point it could probably stand up all by itself. I'm probably more hairspray than I am human. It's comical sometimes.

"Nik?" Tommy asks from outside my dressing room.

"yeah?" I call back, standing up.

"Can you help me with my makeup?" Tommy asks, barging his goofy ass into my dressing room.

"Tommy, you're a grown ass man..." I mutter,

"Pleaseee?" He begs, sticking his bottom lip out.

I grumble, but take the tube of lipstick that he holds up. I push him onto the couch. He laughs as I start to apply the bright red lipstick, making me fuck up. I groan and glare playfully, placing my hand on his neck to keep him there.

"Mmmmh." Tommy moans softly.

I take my hand away in surprise. He just f noucking moaned! Not gonna lie, I'm kinda turned on by that.

"hold still fucker." I instruct, bending down to get my bearings as I resume fixing his makeup.

"Oh I bet you would love me to hold still as you stick your dick up my ass wouldn't you?" Tommy teases, jerking his hips and batting his eyes.

"Tommy if you don't stop I will sit on you." I threaten, glancing at the time to see how long before we have to go on.

"Oh I would love that." Tommy smirks.

I give him a sharp glare

Tommy shuts up. I should've known he was up to something though, because after a couple of seconds he grabs my ass through my stage suit. I yelp, letting go of his neck and dropping the tube of stolen lipstick.

"Oh come on..." Tommy mumbles, yanking my body closer to his, where I'm practically straddling him on the couch.

I start to back off, but some part of me wants to stay like this. And other parts of me want to take this even farther. So I do, placing my hand firmly onto his neck and bending to kiss him. He moans quietly and it gives me all I need to go even farther, pressing him down onto the couch.

"Oh what was that about me being still?" Tommy asks cockily, squeezing my thighs.

"mmmmhhhh." I moan, not bothering to answer his question.

"TOMMY!" I yelp however, when Tommy slides his hand over my rapidly hardening cock.

He smirks and wraps an arm around me to pull my body down, directly onto his as we wrap our bodies in a slow and sensual kiss. Our tongues intricately dance in between rows of teeth, my hands exploring his lean body. His strong hands grip my thighs, trailing his arms down and making me shiver. The arousal burns within me and heat lights up both of our bodies. I want him so badly, but I've never felt this kind of passion before. I'm not sure what to do about it.

"Er- I don't...I-I've never had... Gay sex..." Tommy mumbles awkwardly.

"Don't worry doll, I gotcha..." I mumble, grazing my lips against his ear.

"You've done this before?" Tommy asks, his eyes widening in surprise.

"Once or twice. I used to be really heavily into sexual experimentation." I reply.

Tommy nods, giving me the all clear as I start to remove our stage clothes. The impending show is far from my mind as our now naked bodies lay against each other, letting us focus purely on our actions, my eyes looking into his chocolate brown pools. My hands trail over every reachable surface, rutting and grinding against him as our quiet moans fill the air.

"W-wait..." Tommy falters.

"Yes darl- Tommy?" I question, slicking up my fingers with saliva.

"what if it-what if it hurts?" Tommy asks, quivering.

"It may hurt a bit at first, but that's what these are for, to loosen you up so you'll feel better." I inform, holding up my fingers with a sly smile.

"Okay...go ahead." Tommy agrees, shutting his eyes tightly as I slowly pump one finger into him.

I twist and curl the finger, trying to let him get used to the foreign object. His little gasps and moans are adorable, adding to the fire burning deep in my abdomen that is begging for a release. I add two more in quick succession, fingering him fast, and enjoying his now full on moans.

"Nikki...Fuck...I-I need you...NOW!" Tommy begs, grabbing into my flesh.

"Alright." I whisper softly, adjusting our bodies on the shitty couch so that I can push myself into him.

I slowly push myself into his tight ass. It's a squeeze, and I let my head drop down, taking in his glory. It's standing at attention. Low groans pulsate through me as I bottom out. Tommys moans fuel me as I start thrusting lightly.

"OH-" He shouts suddenly.

I've hit his prostate, so I keep going, striking it every time with fast, intense thrusts. I feel my climax moving closer, and thrust harder.

"NIKKI!!!" He cries, body shaking as he releases his own desire, all over our stomachs. I follow not long after, and both of us lay intertwined with each other as we come down from the high of sex.

I nuzzle my face into his sweaty chest, brain still clouded. The room is now eerily silent except for heavy breathing. Then I hear the door click and fly open. We don't even have time to move away from each other before Ozzy and Sharon bust into the room, their jaws dropping in unison.

"WHAT THE- BLOODY HELL?!" Sharon shrieks, obviously surprised.

"Fuckin Ell man what was in that "cocaine" I found in that strippers stocking?" Ozzy gasps.

Nothing comes out of either of our mouths, we don't know how to explain.

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A/N: sorry if this one is a bit late, I've been working on it but had gotten sidetracked by a new project.