Band Oneshots

The dream (Nikki Sixx, Mötley Crüe)

(smut warning)

I was driving down an empty road in the middle of nowhere. I usually didn't leave parties this early but I had a fight with Tommy and needed to clear my mind. As I was driving through the night I felt my anger fade but when my car started smoking it fired up again. I parked my car next to the road and got out to see what was wrong. I opened up the hood and started coughing as smoke blew in my face. I took a few steps back and looked around, I saw a few lights maybe 50 yards away. I locked my car (didn't think anybody would steal it but just to be sure) and started walking. The lights came from an old gas station with a bar next to it. The gas station looked closed but the bar didn't. I walked inside and stopped dead in my tracks as I saw blood on the walls and dead bodies on the ground. Horrified, I took a step back and felt the cold metal of a gun against the back of my head. "Don't move." A woman's voice said. I didn't move a muscle as I waited for her to speak again. "Who are you?" She asked, I felt the gun move a little. "Eh.. my name is Nikki Sixx." I said nervously. "What are you doing here... Nikki?" She asked as she pressed the gun harder against my skull. "My.. my car died and this was the only place I saw." I tried to sound as honest as possible. She scoffed and removed the gun. She walked around me, gun still pointed at my head as she inspected me and I did the same. She was wearing a really long, black, leather coat, dark grey jeans and shirt and a black cowboy hat. Brown mid-long hair came from underneath the hat. She looked up at me, hazel eyes on a pretty but a bit beaten up face. "I recognize your name, where are you from?" She motioned me to sit down at a table nearby. "I- I'm from Los Angles, I play bass guitar in a band." I slowly sat down while she sat down on the opposite side of the table, still pointing the gun at my head. "Mötley Crüe?" She questioned. "Uh, yeah.. how'd you know?" I frowned. "The shirt." She pointed the gun at my chest and leaned back into her chair. "So, where is the rest of your band?" She asked. "At a party, I had a fight with one of them and went for a drive." I explained. "And then your car broke down." She stated. I nodded and looked around the room. "What happened here?" I looked at her and noticed her staring at me. "Some guys came to rob the place, they shot the owner and wanted to take the cash. That's when they noticed me, you can guess the rest." She said with a small, smug grin. "I like you, Nikki." She leaned forward. "You're not like other guys." She smiled. "What do other guys do that I don't?" I asked. "Well, the first thing they do is jump on top of me for a good fuck. And you didn't." "Maybe that's because you were pointing a gun at my head." I looked down at the gun. "Maybe." She got up and motioned me to follow her. She stepped over the bodies and laid her gun and hat on the bar. She continued to the back and disappeared behind a door. She was obviously testing me, would I take the gun or not. Actually a tough choice, I was kinda curious about her but I also didn't want to die yet. I chose not to take the gun and entered the dark room. "Smart choice." She said as I felt cold metal on my skin again... she had two guns. I opened my mouth to say something but she pinned me to the wall, pressing the gun to my throat. "Did you consider taking the gun?" I could barely see her in the dark but I felt her warm breath on my skin. "I-" My breath hitched when she pressed herself against me. She moved the gun to my chin while her other hand unzipped my pants. "I did." I said as I felt her soft lips in my neck. "Why didn't you take it?" She whispered. "Because I was curious about you." I said. She stopped kissing me and looked at me, I saw a vague smirk on her face and before I could do a thing she threw me on the ground and ripped off my pants. She quickly undressed herself and crawled on top of me. She slowly took off my boxers and sat down on my member. I groaned softly as she started moving, I was well aware of the gun that was still pointed at me. She moaned as she started to move faster and I felt myself coming closer. She eventually came and I came right after her. She removed the gun and laid down next to me. "What's your name?" I asked as I sat up straight, she did the same and shook her head. "Wrong question." She said as she shot me in the chest.

I awoke with a shock and gripped at my chest, expecting to see blood everywhere. Nothing, no blood, no pain, just the rumbling noise of an engine. I almost jumped off the small bench when someone started talking. "You scared the shit out of me man!" Tommy said, he was sitting opposite of me. "Tommy?" I touched my chest again. "I'm sorry man, I didn't mean to hit you, I was just really drunk and you pissed me off." He got up and sat down next to me. "What the hell?" I whispered as I realized that everything that happened was just a dream and that I was in the back of our tour van. "Are you alright?" He asked and I felt his hand on my shoulder. "Uh yeah, just had a wild dream... what happened?" I asked as I felt pain in my face. "We had a fight. God, I don't even remember what we were fighting about. Anyway, you were about to leave and I hit you in the face. You've been out for about an hour or something." He explained. I looked over to the front of the van and saw Mick driving with a passed out Vince in the passenger seat. "I'm really sorry about your face." He looked serious. "It's okay, it doesn't hurt that much." I showed him a smile. "C'mere man." He said as he pulled me into a hug. "Hey! No sex in my van!" Mick yelled as he looked at us through the small mirror. Tommy smirked, kissed me on my cheek and stuck his tongue out to Mick who rolled his eyes. "Fuck you!" I chuckled as I pushed Tommy away. "Love you too babe." We both laughed and I heard Mick chuckle as he parked in front of our hotel.

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Sooo, I'm thinking about a Nikki x Tommy as a part two on this one. I'm not sure but let me know if you guys would like that :)