Gay Motley Crue Oneshots (Complete)

Shot Up to Death (Nikki x Tommy)

Tommy was banging on his drums, thick hair flying around his face as he headbanged wildly. He was overwhelmed with the adrenaline of the show, a huge grin plastered on his face.

 His eyes fell on Nikki. He stared at the bassist, gaze traveling over Sixx's skinny body. He licked his lips as he studied his terror twin's deliciously thick thighs. 

'God he's so fucking sexy...and clever....and beautiful....I would give anything to have him.'

Nikki looked back at him and noticed the dazed blush on Lee's face. Laughing, Sixx gave his hips a long, slow sway as he stuck his tongue out and winked at the drummer.

"Fuck...."Tommy mumbled, mouth going dry.

The terror twins were too busy silently flirting, but when Mick turned around he noticed a guy in a black hood and jeans creeping behind Tommy's drumset. 

He stopped playing,"KID, BEHIND YOU!"

Vince stopped singing and whipped around. Tommy didn't hear Mick. He screamed as the guy jumped up behind him and plunged something thin and sharp into his neck.

"YOU FUCKER!" Nikki ran over, bass swinging on his shoulders. Tommy expected him to beat the guy with the instrument but instead he called for security.

Suddenly, he felt the room start to spin. His head began pounding as the world started to swirl and blur. Weakly he felt his neck to find a syringe sticking out of it,'Fuck....'

"Tommy? Tommy can you...oh god,"Nikki's voice echoed strangely as the drummer felt himself fall off his stool. It felt like it was in slow motion, the sounds of the crowd's screams melted into one torturous drone.

"Ni...ni..."He tried to form his friend's name, but everything hurt so much. He became aware of Nikki laying him on the floor of the stage,'When did he pick me up?'

Mick and Vince ran over. The singer pulled out the syringe,"This...this doesn't look like a smack needle..."

Tommy's eyes began leaking tears as he began gagging, convulsing violently as he choked on his own saliva. "TOMMY! TOMMY, OH GOD, MICK GET US AN AMBULANCE!" The guitarist nodded, eyes wide and he ran off as fast as he could.

Vince sat Tommy up and the taller man immediately fell forward too weak to sit up. He was shaking violently as he vomited up blood.

Nikki was frantic, rubbing his back and kissing his face,"Shh, baby, baby, breathe, please breathe! Oh god...oh god I don't know what to do....I don't even know what you're on right now!"

The drummer suddenly fell still, breathing ceasing. As his eyes fell shut, the warped phsyecidelic world he was trapped in became more and more saturated. He barely recognized Vince's panicked face.

Nikki gasped,"No....NO! TOMMY, DON'T YOU FUCKING DO THIS TO ME!" He began performing CPR, arms jerking tirelessly as tears flowed down his face,"Please....please, baby you can't die...I'm so sorry, I should've seen that fucker coming....please, wherever this high has you, give me a sign you can here me, love!"

Vince was shaking, crying hard with his hands clamped over his mouth. The crowd sat in tense, somber silence.

Nikki continued to try and revive Tommy, mumbling his lover's name over and over. 

Mick arrived back with four paramedics following,"Nikki, outta the way!"

"NO! PLEASE, HE'LL DIE!" Sixx's stage makeup was smeared horribly, but he could care less about the slightly stunned looks he got from the doctors. In the end he had to be dragged away by Vince and Mick, kicking and screaming,"LET ME GO! LET ME GO! TOMMY!"

"He's been injected with a mixture of heroin, acid, and arsenic. Get me the-"

Nikki didn't hear the rest of the sentence as they began working on Lee, heart monitor beeping weakly.

Beep........beep.......beeep............beeeeeeeeeeeeeee

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!"Sixx's scream rang through arena. He fell limp in his bandmate's restraining arms, collapsing to his knees,"No...no...no...."

"DAMNIT, GET THE DEFIBRILLATOR'S JENSEN!" a doctor yelled. They hooked Tommy up to the machine and began zapping him.

Vince snuggled up to Nikki as the bassist cried into his hands,"I love him...I loved him so much, Vinny...a-and I never got to tell hiiiimm!"

Mick wiped his tears away, refusing to let his composure go for Nikki's sake,"They haven't called the time of death yet, Sixx. There's still hope."

"He's gone...he's gone....it's all my fault being too busy trying to seduce him. What a stupid way to die, while being hit on!" Nikki wailed.

"WE'VE GOT A PULSE!" The bassist was pulled slightly out of his sea of despair by the steadying beat of the heart monitor. After a few minutes, a doctor announced that Tommy was stabilizing.

Nikki couldn't take it anymore. He wrenched himself out of Vince's hug and ran over,"Move, move, please move, I need to see him!" 

He got on his knees and reached a hand out, brushing Tommy's hair from his eyes,"T-bone? Baby? Come on...come back to me, love..."

Nikki caressed the younger's face, murmuring sweet nothings until Lee's fluttered open,"N-N.....Nikki? Is that you?"

"Yeah, I'm right here, Tommy. Oh, god I'm so sorry,"Sixx choked out. He shocked Tommy by peppering his face in frantic kisses,"I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you."

The audience let out a collective 'awwwww'

Tommy placed his hands on Nikki's face, making Sixx look at him. "Such beautiful eyes...."Lee whispered before guiding the older man down into a sensual kiss.

As their tongues played, they completely forgot about the show. Nikki picked Tommy up bridal style and walked backstage.

"Umm,"Vince stared after them. He and Mick were waiting in the wings,"Guys, we have a-ohh, nevermind. Mick what are we supposed to...Mick? What are you doing?" The singer spread his arms as the guitarist rubbed his hips.

"I was lookin' atcha just now and...I've really started noticing how sexy your figure is Vinny," He gave one final squeeze before heading backstage,"I'm gonna see how the kid's doing. Tell the crowd we'll do a make up show. I'll be waiting for you in my dressing room, darling~"

Vince turned scarlet, as he walked back onstage.