Bad Day (Mötley Crüe)

🔥Skin🔥

Vince lead Mick into his bedroom, and gently pushed into Mick's chest, easing him into laying down on the bed.

"You just like being in my space" Mick said.

"Is... that okay?" Vince asked, suddenly nervous as they laid still on Mick's bed.

"Course, I like you in my space. Granted... you take up a lot of it" Mick chuckled. He quickly glanced around the room and saw some of Vince's clothes and a pair of shoes. "But," he shrugged. He grabbed Vince's hands loosely.

No words were exchanged between the two as Vince straddled Mick's waist He laced their fingers together for a moment before taking Mick's hands and resting them on his lower back, wanting to feel his cold hands on his warm and flushed skin.

Mick pulled Vince closer slightly, tracing his fingers across the dimples on Vince's back, drawing circles and other shapes.

Vince gently dragged his fingers under Mick's jaw, letting his nails scrape the skin softly.

Vince hummed.

"Hm?" Mick hummed back.

"Nothin, you're just really fuckin pretty" Vince said truthfully.

He didn't give time for Mick to answer, the moment Mick opened his mouth, Vince shut him up with a kiss.

He slid one of his arms under Mick's neck and trailed his other hand down Mick's body and outer thigh. He hooked his fingers under Mick's knee and hooked his leg around his waist, letting Mick cage his legs around his hips and pull him closer.

Mick cupped Vince's face with both hands. His long, slender, and rough fingers tangling in Vince's hair as his thumbs stroked his cheeks.

"This isn't snuggles" Mick said.

"It's kind of snuggles. Why, you complaining?" Vince cocked an eyebrow and stuck his tongue through his teeth cheekily.

"No" Mick shrugged.

"Good" Vince said.

Mick didn't protest much when Vince moved and started sucking on his neck. He sighed and angled his head to give Vince more room. Vince started kissing under and behind Mick's ear, causing him to feel warmer than usual. He let his head fall back on the pillow as Vince continued his gentle assault, using one hand to caress the other side of Mick's neck, and the other still under his shoulders.

He gently slid one of his hands back down Mick's body and slipped it under the hem of his shirt, letting it rest on his waist. He switched sides on Mick's neck, pulling his hand back up and tugging at his shirt collar and kissing down his exposed shoulder. He continued sucking hickies and bites until Mick's neck was nearly purple.

"M sorry..."

"S'okay" Mick whispered.

"Too much?" Vince asked, his lips grazing the shell of Mick's ear. He turned their heads together and kissed Mick softly.

"Yes" Mick whispered. Their lips gently grazed each other as they spoke.

"Need to stop?" Vince asked.

"No"

Vince kissed Mick slowly and deeply before sitting back on his knees. He threw off his shirt and tossed it on their bags. His chest was flushed red, and his hair was messy.

Utterly gorgeous.

Mick rested his hands on Vince's waist as he leaned forward and kissed Mick's forehead.

"Are you okay with where this is going?" Vince asked. He rested his hands on top of Mick's.

"Yes" Mick whispered.