Gay Motley Crue Oneshots (Complete)

Call Me (Mick x Vince)

Mick was sitting on the edge of the pool, swinging his legs around in the water. He normally didn't like to go swimming but it was too fucking hot not to. 

He scanned the pool deck until his eyes fell on a blonde nose deep in the water, blowing bubbles. How cute. He slipped into the water and swam over to the blonde.

He looked up, bringing his head up to reveal delicate, sloping shoulders, lavish blonde hair, and bright blue eyes.

"...Hi," the blonde held up a hand in a wave. Mick blushed,"Hey, my name's Mick."

"Vince," the blonde replied,"What are you doing here? You don't look like you wanna be in the water?"

"I don't but it's just so fucking hot!"

"I know right! I swear, my hair was gonna melt off before I came here with...wait, where did Nikki go?" Vince peered over to the deep end,"Hm. I guess he got lucky with that pretty brunette." He turned back to Mick and stared at him for a minute.

Mick shifted uncomfortably. Was something wrong with him? Well other than the fact that he was fucking old and hideo-"You're really cute."

"W...what?" Mick was shocked. He'd never received a compliment like that before.

"You heard me. You're really cute. You wanna get a drink with me?" the blonde had a hopeful look in those pretty, blue eyes.

Mick nodded, still dazed,"Yeah...sure." He watched the blonde slip out of the water and he nearly choked on his own saliva.

God, damn his fucking body. The blonde had a narrow chest, delicate arms, a sloping waist and deliciously full, curvy hips. Damn he just wanted to slap that sexy ass and run his hands along those long, curvy legs. It didn't help that his bathing suit hid literally nothing either, going over his hipbones and exposing his entire back.

Vince turned back slightly, cocking his hip,"Like what you see?"

"Uuhh, I-ye-I..um"

The blonde giggled,"I'm messing with you, darling. Come on." He sauntered off to the bar, swaying those sexy hips. Mick had to wonder if he walked like that naturally or if he was doing it on purpose.

When they were sitting at the bar, Vince stared at him, blushing. 

"What, Vince? You look like you have something on your mind."

"Hmmm....can I play with your hair?" Vince covered his face, embarrassed.

Mick leaned against him, making Vince let out a soft noise of surprise. Taking this as a sign of approval, the feminine man took a section of long, jet black hair between his fingers.

"It's so long and silky. How long have you been growing it out?"

Mick shrugged, nuzzling the top of the blonde's head,"Dunno. Ten years, maybe more."

"Ten years? How old are you?"

Mick pulled away, blushing in embarrassment,"Damn...I just realized how creepy this is. I'm probably a lot older than you."

"I'm twenty two."

"Th...Thirty two."

Vince raised an eyebrow,"Really? Wow, you're really hot for your age."

"N-no I'm not...you're just saying that."

The blonde shook his head,"No, Mick really. You have such perfect, sharp features, piercing icy blue eyes, and sweet looking lips. Not to mention this long, silky, thick black hair. Plus you seem to have an adorable personality. You're so shy, and quite. But also so mysterious and exotic."

Mick's eyes widened as Vince brushed his hair out of them. "Ah, you're so pretty. I...is...is it alright if I kiss you?"

Mick nodded and Vince gently took his face in his hands. When the blonde pressed their lips together, it was so sweet and soft Mick felt like his heart was going to fall out of his chest. 

Vince pulled away, smiling,"I gotta go find Nikki. We need to head home." He slipped a piece of paper into Mars' hand. Walking away he threw his head over his shoulder and made the "phone sign","Call me."

Mick stared after him, a lovestruck expression on his face as he held the slip against his chest.