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Surprise (Vince Neil)

The roar of the crowd still echoes in my ears as I stand backstage at the London venue. I've been waiting for this moment all day—surprising Vince Neil, my boyfriend, after his electrifying performance with Motley Crue. The energy in the air is palpable, and I can't wait to see his reaction.

I'm standing near the entrance of the backstage area, trying to keep my excitement in check. The crew and groupies are buzzing around, some of them eyeing the backstage passes with a mix of curiosity and envy. I'm dressed casually, but I have a small bouquet of his favorite flowers in my hand and a big smile on my face.

Suddenly, the door to the dressing room swings open. Vince emerges, looking every bit the rock star in his leather jacket and signature long, blonde hair. His face is lit up with the thrill of the performance, but then his eyes catch sight of me.

For a split second, he freezes, and then his expression transforms into pure joy. Without a moment's hesitation, he shoves past a cluster of groupies who had swarmed him, their protests fading into the background as he makes a beeline toward me.

"Hey, beautiful!" Vince's voice is rough and raspy from the night's singing, but there's a tenderness in his tone that makes my heart skip a beat.

I laugh, my cheeks flushing as he approaches. The bouquet almost drops from my hands as he scoops me up in a tight embrace.

"Surprise!" I say, my voice slightly muffled against his chest.

Vince pulls back just enough to look into my eyes, his own sparkling with happiness. He gently takes the flowers from my hands, setting them aside before cupping my face with his hands.

"You have no idea how much I needed this," he murmurs, his voice a soft growl. "I was so caught up in everything tonight, and then I see you..."

Before I can respond, he leans in and captures my lips in a kiss that is both fiery and tender. His lips move against mine with a passion that makes the rest of the world fade away. I can taste the faint remnants of the stage's smoke and his energy on his lips, and I cling to him, savoring every second of our embrace.

When he finally pulls away, he rests his forehead against mine, breathing heavily. "I missed you so much," he says, his eyes searching mine.

"I missed you too," I reply softly, smiling up at him. "I thought I'd come surprise you. I couldn't wait to see you."

Vince grins and wraps his arms around me, spinning us around playfully. "Best surprise ever," he declares. "The night just got a thousand times better."

As we stand there, basking in the afterglow of our kiss, I can hear Mick Mars and Nikki Sixx in the distance, their voices full of the usual banter and laughter. Tommy Lee is making a grand entrance, juggling several bottles of champagne, much to the amusement of the crew.

"Hey, Vince!" Tommy shouts, catching sight of us. "Who's the lucky lady?"

"This is my girl," Vince says proudly, giving me a squeeze. "She just made my night."

The other band members make their way over, each giving me a warm welcome. Mick, with his quiet charm, gives me a nod of approval. Nikki, with his mischievous grin, winks at me. And Tommy, always the life of the party, starts telling jokes, making sure everyone is in high spirits.

"Thanks for coming," Vince says, pulling me close again. "I've been so focused on the show, I almost forgot how much I love having you here."

"I'm glad I could be here," I reply, resting my head on his shoulder. "And I'm so proud of you. You were amazing tonight."

As the night continues, we mingle with the band and enjoy the celebratory atmosphere. The love and warmth between Vince and me are palpable, making the backstage area feel like our little haven amid the chaos of the rock 'n' roll world.

When it's time to leave, Vince takes my hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Let's get out of here," he says with a mischievous glint in his eye. "I have some plans for us."

I laugh, feeling a rush of excitement. "Lead the way."

With one last look at the bustling backstage area, Vince guides me out, our fingers intertwined, ready to enjoy the rest of our night together. "Come here" He said helping me onto the motorcycle as I giggled and got on, putting the helmet on. He sped off to the hotel as I held onto him, he smelled of alcohol to be honest. He pulled into the parking lot of the hotel immediately shutting the bike off as he grabbed my hand as we ran to his room. 

"Vince~" I said as he shut the door, immediately throwing the helmets onto the floor as he smashed our lips together. "I needed this~" He said as I giggled and wrapped my legs around his waist. "You can have me~" I whispered seductively as he smirked, throwing our clothes off as he pinned me to the bed. "Rough or gentle?" He asked positioning himself as I smirked. "Rough~" I said as he slammed into me as I gasped. 

"VINCE!" I moaned loudly as he grunted, digging his nails into my hips as I whimpered. "AHh! Ahh! Fuck! Oh shit!" I moaned loudly as he kept up his rough pace. "Ahh! oh my god!" I moaned loudly as he groaned, leaning his head in the crook of my neck as I gasped. "Vince~" I whimpered as he sucked on my neck causing me to squeal. "VINCE!" I gasped coming all over his shaft as he groaned, coming deep inside me as I whimpered. 

"Vincey~" I whined as he sighed contently. "I love you Y/N" He said as I blushed. "I love you too Vince~"