Motley Crue - You're All I Need (Vince Neil/Nikki Sixx/Tommy Lee/Heather)

3: And the Cradle Will Rock

~ Amanda's POV ~

There was a knock at the door. What the hell do they want?

"Occupied!" I shouted over the loud music of the party so I could continue staring at my face in the mirror. How had I let things come this far? And why was I letting myself get so worked up over it?

Another knock. If it was Melissa she would've already demanded for me to let her in. I didn't know anybody else here tonight. I collected myself in front of the mirror and turned to face the door, angry that whoever it was didn't have the patience to wait for me to finish up.

I unlocked and then opened the door to find Vince standing there in the hallway, looking down at me with a gentle smile. His eyes looked soft as he saw me standing there in front of him. I almost jumped when I looked up to see that it was him.

"I didn't mean to scare you," he said, calmly chuckling in the doorway, after seeing how jumpy I got.

"That's okay," I said nervously. I tried to slip past him to get out but he put his hand on the door frame so that I couldn't get past him.

"Wait," he said as he held his arm out in front of me. "Can I talk to you?" He asked. I nodded and he came inside the bathroom, locking the door behind him.

"You actually want to talk with me this time?" I asked with a smug smile.

"Yes," Vince said, taking a few steps toward me. "Why are you still acting so strange around me? I'm confused. Is it something I did?" He asked with his arms crossed, looking down at me. I never realized the slight height difference between us. Probably because every time that we were together, we weren't standing up.

I stood silent because I didn't even know what to say. I guess I was acting so weird because I didn't know how to act around him. I was nervous being around him, but I was even more nervous being around him, knowing that there was some level of 'competition' with me and the other girls that he was with.

"Well?" He pressed, getting impatient for an answer.

"No, it's not something you did," I started, shaking my head to reassure him.

"What is it then? Just be real with me, I'm a good listener," he said with that charming smile of his.

"I don't really do this with guys, as you've probably figured out," I started, remembering that he had taken my virginity a couple of weeks ago. "And I don't know what I am to you, or what you are to me."

"Does it really matter?" he asked in that smooth voice of his. The two of us made eye contact for a solid minute before either of us said anything else.

"Well, I really like you, Vince," I said, my cheeks definitely getting red at saying that out loud. "And it's weird being around you when there's other girls on your radar, it just makes me feel uncomfortable."

"We only met two weeks ago...," he said as his brown eyes flashed at me.

"I know, I don't expect you to change for me," I said. "I don't know if I was just a one night hook-up for you."

"Definitely not," he said as he moved closer to me. "You're way too sexy."

I smiled as the words left his lips and stayed within me. Definitely not a one night hook-up, huh? I'll take that.

"I can barely keep my hands off of you," Vince said seductively, putting his hands onto my waist.

{ smut starts here }

Vince lifted me up onto the vanity of the bathroom and started to brush his lips against mine as he put a hand on my breast. I held his cheeks in my hands and pulled him closer into a kiss. We started to undress each other, he helped pull off my jeans and I unbuttoned his. We both pulled our underwear off as well. I moved my hand over his erect member and he started to moan into our kiss.