Band Oneshots

Tommy Lee, Mötley Crüe

You felt miserable as walked around the strip club. Your landlord had just kicked you out of your apartment so you had nowhere to go. You had asked a few of your colleagues if you could crash at their place but they all had plans for the night. You sighed and forced a smile on your face as a costumer complimented your clothes, a tight crop-top and a very short pair of shorts. You walked around, waiting for someone to call you over. Finally somebody did, a black haired guy who looked more dead than alive. He was sitting at one of the tables with his friends, who were watching the pole dancers. You walked over to them and asked what you could do for them. The guy who called me over ordered a bottle Jack Daniel's. The two guys next to him, one with blond hair and the other with black hair, were so focused on the dancers that they didn't even notice you. So you moved on to the last guy, he had dark brown hair and he looked at you with his brown eyes as he also ordered a bottle Jack Daniel's. You couldn't help but smile a little as you went to the bar to get their order. You went back to their table and bent down a little to put the tray on their table, expecting the brown haired guy to look at you boobs but instead he looked into your eyes. "Thank you." He said with a wink. You smiled a little as you took the tray back to the bar. As the night continued you and the guy who caught your attention locked eyes multiple times. You were about to ask his name but you got called over by some ugly, 40+ businessmen. They asked for a few tequila shots and when you came back with their drinks they didn't even bother to say thank you. Except for one guy, he got up and leaned closer to you. "Thank you, Honey. Why don't you take me to one of those private rooms over there?" His breath smelled like alcohol and cigars. His sweaty face was way too close to yours and you shivered slightly as he caressed your bare shoulder. "I'm sorry sir, that isn't my job. I could call one of my colleagues over if you'd like?" You could tell by his expression that he didn't like that answer. "No. I said I want you." He grabbed your wrist with his hand and grabbed your waist with the other. "And I said no." You said as you tried to get out of his firm grip. He let go with reluctance, only to grab your wrist even firmer and drag you towards the private rooms. To your biggest relief the entrance got blocked by someone. "Let her go." It was the guy from before. "Get out of my way kid!" The man wanted to push him aside but the taller guy punched him in the face. He quickly took your hand and started running, dragging you with him. You looked back when you heard an angry groan, the businessman had recovered from the punch enough and started running towards you. The two of you ran outside and around the corner. But the road was blocked with a bunch of drunk people and you couldn't really cross the street because it was still too busy on the road. The only option was a very small alley, so the guy quickly pushed you into the darkness and then followed you. You shuffled further into the alley and just hoped the man wouldn't find you. After maybe four yards you stopped and leaned against the wall. "Are you okay?" He asked as he slightly touched your wrist. "I'll be fine, thank you.. eh..."
"Tommy." He smiled and quickly turned his head as he heard swearing on the street. You could see the man walk by and after a second he went back. "What's your name?" Tommy whispered. "(Y/N)" You answered. He smiled and your hands touched each other for a second. "That's a beautiful name." You blushed a little as he took your hand. "I think he's gone." He said as he started to shuffle back to the street. Once you were back on the street you saw that the drunk people had crossed the road. "Do you live somewhere near?" Asked Tommy. "Uhm no.. I got kicked out of my apartment." You sighed softly. "That sucks... you can crash at my place if you want?" He suggested. "Really?" You looked at him. "Yeah of course. C'mon it's not far from here." He motioned you to follow him. "Why though?" You asked as you followed him, not caring about what your boss would think about this. "Well you need my help... and eh.. you're really cute." He smiled shyly. You couldn't help but smile as you took his hand.

"Here it is." Said Tommy as he walked towards the door of a big house. "Wow, how can you afford this place?" You asked as he let you in. "I'm in a band. With those guys I was with at the club." He said as he lead me upstairs. He entered a room and you just leaned against the doorframe. "Here." He handed you a big hoodie. You thanked him and put it on. "Can I ask you a question?" He asked as he sat down on the huge bed. You nodded as you sat down next to him. "Why did come with me? I mean, I'm a complete stranger." He looked at you. "Well I needed your help, and you're really cute." You chuckled softly. He smiled and blushed a little as he looked into your (blue/brown/green/whatever) eyes. He slowly leaned forward, placing his hand on cheek and his other on your hand. Slowly he pressed his lips against yours. He pulled away and waited for a reaction, which he got. You simply kissed him back and smiled after. "I'm starting to like you more than I already did." He smirked and softly pressed you against the mattress as he kissed you passionately. "I think I'm gonna stay here for a few days." You said as he pulled away. "Good." Tommy said with a smug smirk as he started to remove your clothes.