Gay Motley Crue Oneshots (Complete)

Lookin' Like a Lady (Vince x Nikki)

Vince lay on his side on the floor, one hand supporting his chin and the other draped across his body as he read the pages and pages and pages of lyrics Nikki oh so generously dumped on his lap that peaceful Saturday morning.

"Oh my god how many songs can one man right in a night?" Vince rolled his eyes, smoothing his hand up and down his curvy body as an attempt to occupy himself with something other that just sitting and reading.

Vince frowned as his hand reached the curve of his hips. He didn't have a normal figure, no not at all. The singer had delicate sloping shoulders, a thin chest, sloping waist. That was all fine and dandy but what really made it difficult was his lower half. Fuck, his hips were wide, fuller than he'd ever seen on any groupie. His legs curved in 'all the right places' giving the singer an hourglass-like figure. He usually wore baggier shirts to conceal this. Not even the rest of the Crue new what he really looked like.

He sighed, trying to forget all the times he'd been mistaken for some random hot chick as a teenager. He fiddled with his pink bandanna. Then again, the way he dressed at the moment didn't really help it any. He was wearing a pink tank top with sinfully tight, white leather pants he just got. Lace up of course.

Just then Nikki walked in with a stack of papers and his bass, a cord clamped between his teeth. He stopped in his tracks staring at Vince.

"Dm Vvy..."

"What?"

Nikki spat the cord onto the recliner," I said damn, Vinny." Nikki licked his lips as he dropped the rest of his load moving to kneel next to the blonde. "Wow, Vince. You have quite the figure~,"Sixx moved Vince's arm off his body, sliding his calloused fingers down his side, squeezing his hips. "S-stop it...I didn't want anyone to find out about this!"the vocalist nearly moaned, burying his face in his arms. 

"Why wouldn't you want anyone to find out you had such hot curves, Vinny," Nikki could literally feel himself get hard just looking at the blonde. "Come on, get up." Vince was confused but stood up anyway.

"I wanna see you dance."
"W-what?"

"I wanna see you swing those sexy hips of yours~"

Vince blushed deeply but stepped back, crossing his arms over his head and seductively gyrating his curvy hips in a-in Sixx's opinion-much sexier version of Axl Rose's serpentine. "Of all dances you choose th-that one?" Nikki was struggling to keep the moan out of his voice as Vince continued to roll his hips, sliding his hands over his body. He tilted his head back, beautiful blonde hair flowing down his back.

"Shit, Vince are you ever pretty."

"I don't think so..." Vince abruptly stopped his movements, blushing as he sat on the sofa, arching his back in a stretch. Nikki stared unashamedly because holy crap Vince had a hot ass.

"Scoot closer, Vin," Sixx wrapped his arms around Vince's waist, arms resting against those beautiful curves. "Sixx....stop, you're just teasin' me now."

"No I'm not, angel~" Nikki leaned down and kissed Vince softly, the blonde letting out a squeak of surprise. Nikki moved his hands to rub the singer's deliciously full hips. "Mmm~" Nikki felt his face heat up. Vince's moan was like honey. Sweet and thick, the most wonderful sound he'd ever heard.

He pulled away, their lips still inches apart as their hot breaths mingled together. Vince draped his arms around Nikki's neck, pressing their mouths together again. Nikki tightened his grip on Vince's hips, sliding his tongue through the vocalist's lips. This made Vince groan into his mouth. The blonde swung a leg over Nikki to sit on his lap, deepening the kiss.

Vince finally had to come up for air and pulled away, gasping. Nikki gazed up at Vince,"Can...can you do that thing you did again?" 

"What?"

"Cross your arms above your head and cock your hips to the side." Vince did, grinding his hips into Nikki for a split second and making the bassist moan softly. He took in the singer's position. Long blonde hair flowing over one eye, perfect white teeth biting burgundy lips, those damn sexy, sexy curves on full display. 

"Fuck, Vince you're gorgeous."

Vince smiled and looked away, blushing. Nikki pulled him closer so he was against his chest, listening to the bassist's steady heart beat.

They stayed like that, Vince smiling contently as sleep claimed him.

Maybe looking like a lady wasn't so bad.