Gay Motley Crue Oneshots (Complete)

I'm Sorry, Forgive Me (Nikki x Tommy)

"You're such a moron, Tommy! How could you do that on fucking live tv! You're such a whore!" Nikki spat.

Tommy stepped back, trembling,"Nikki, I...I said I was sorry-" 

Nikki cut him off, slapping him full force.

"Shut your fucking mouth you faggot! I can't believe you, thinking I would love such a childish, reckless, idiotic waste of space!"

Tommy felt the world go dark around him. His heart slowly ripping apart, eyes widening, filling with tears.

Sixx felt ice settle in his stomach as he realized what he had said,"T-tommy...I-"

The drummer shook his head, cutting him off as he choked out,"Save it, Sixx. Just fucking save it." Tommy turned around and disappeared into the hall.

Now what did he do, you might ask?

He'd kissed him during a filmed interview.

Nikki had had his arm around his shoulders laughing at something the interviewer had said about their antics. He looked down at Nikki and his heart near stopped at the bassist's radiant, sharp smile. His angular face and spiky, silky, black hair. And he had such a pretty mouth too, sweet, succulent lips painted red.

He had meant for it to be just an innocent peck on the cheek, nothing out of the ordinary. They did that all the time. But when Sixx turned to speak to him, he'd already closed his eyes. His eyes flew open as he felt his lips press against Nikki's. Shocked, he jumped back immediately.

Nikki's face was devoid of any emotion, as was his voice as he said,"This interview is over."

The rest Tommy didn't want to bother reliving. He slammed his bedroom door shut and dropped to sit on the floor.

Why was he so upset by Nikki's reaction? It wasn't like he....

'But you're crying. Just admit it...you love him.' the tiny voice in his head says.

'No I don't I...I'm just shaken that's all.'

The voice seemed to scoff,' You've faced much worse without batting an eye. Plus, you seem to notice the little things about him.'

Tommy looked at his bare feet, curling his toes in the ragged carpet. He thought about all the times he'd snaked his arms around Nikki, feeling the smooth skin and litheness of the bassist's absolutely exotic body. All the times he'd piss Vince off just to hear Nikki's laughter, his smile. More and more tears ran down his face as he sobbed quietly. 

There was no denying it.

"I love Nikki,"Tommy mumbles. But what good did coming to terms do for him. 

Nikki hated him now.

"I'm so fucking stupid!" Tommy stood up and picked a jack bottle of the floor, hurling into the wall. The glass exploded against the plaster, drowning out the drummer's sobbing scream,"STUPID! STUPID! STUPID!"

"I'm so stupid...so fucking stupid...Nikki's right....

I really am a childish, waste of space."

Little did he know Nikki sat outside the door, head resting against the wood and legs folded neatly under him. His hand clamped over his mouth as he choked on his own sobs, tears running down his face.

'Why the hell am I crying? He embarrassed the fuck out of me!' Sixx was shaking in both confusion and anger.

His own little voice chimed in,'Because you love him, and you feel awful for the way you treated him. Get with the program, Sixx. You are head over heels and there is nothing you can do other than go in there and accept it.'

Nikki sat in silence for a while, staring at the door knob. Finally the torture of listening to Tommy cry was too much. He stood up and ripped the door open, which the drummer had forgotten to lock.

Tommy bolted upright and scrambled back when he saw who'd come in. Without giving him time to react Nikki practically threw his arms around the younger man, pulling him impossibly close. Tommy sat stiff, mouth slightly agape and eyes wide, a blush spreading across his tear streaked face.

He could feel Nikki shaking and hiccuping into his shoulder. 

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm so fucking sorry, so, so fucking sorry. I was just shocked, I would never be ashamed to love you. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I love you, Tommy. I love you, baby. I love you, darling. I love you, I'm so sorry. I love you so much."

Tommy didn't know what to think. Was the bassist just saying this to shut his whining ass up? Would he spit in his face if he said 'I love you too'?

"Nikki...do you really mean all that?" Tommy's voice was near emotionless.

Nikki pulled back to look up at him. "Of course I mean it, Tommy! Every word, every fucking word of it, my love!" This time, Tommy hugged him as tightly as he could as the bassist tearfully whispered,"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, Tommy. Please, forgive me."

"I already have, baby I love you, Nikki." Tommy pushed Nikki back so he could look at the bassist. He smiled as he brushed Sixx's bangs from his eyes. "I don't know why you hide your eyes so much," He whispered,"They're so fucking pretty." He moved his arms to wrap around Nikki's hips as he pulled the older man closer. 

He leaned it, eyes flicking from those beautiful green irises to those delicious looking lips.

Nikki's gentle whisper nearly startled him.

"Do you want to kiss me? I won't be angry, I'm not fucking with you. I promise I will never hurt you like that again. Please, I want this just as much as you do, love. I want to be with you, Tommy. I love you without a fucking sliver of doubt."

The drummer gave the bassist a wobbly smile, tears falling from his brown eyes as he grabbed Nikki's face and pushed their lips together over and over in desperate, frantic kisses. 

"Mmph, m-T-tommy let m-mmph~" Tommy pulled away, a giggling, blushing mess.

"I'm sorry it's....fuck, I've just come to terms that I've been wanting to do this for so fucking long, Sixx. Now shut up and let me kiss that beautiful mouth of yours."

Tommy threw himself forward, pinning Nikki to the bed as he molded their mouths together lips rubbing against one another. Nikki let a breath out through his nose, letting out a soft, high pitched moan as he desperately explored the drummer's lank body. 

The drummer shuddered as Nikki's cool hands pushed his shirt up. He moaned and pushed his tongue between Sixx's lips. The bassist opened up eagerly, tangling their tongues together and licking at the roof of Tommy's mouth.

Tommy needed to breath but he just could break away from Nikki, not just yet. The drummer opened his mouth wide so their lips disconnected. Their tongue's wrapped around each other, gliding smoothly. Tommy slid his under Nikki's and thrust into the bassist's hot mouth.

Nikki moaned, tongue flicking the drummer's upper lip. Tongues still twisting, the raven pushed their mouths back together. He was almost choking on the drummer's long, slick tongue. "Mmph~" Nikki arched his back, pressing into Tommy.

After several more minutes of making out, Tommy pulled back gasping. A few thin trails of saliva connected them. The drummer bent down and delivered a long lick across Nikki's abused mouth.

"Fuck, Tommy. You don't know how much I love you," Nikki breathed.

Tommy smirked, pinning the bassist's arms above his head.

"Want me to show you, baby?"

"Fuck yes~"

"Good, because you look fucking delectable, darling."

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