Gay Motley Crue Oneshots (Complete)

Tattoos and the Language of Love (Mick x Nikki)

"Dude, I can't wait to see Mick's face!" Tommy clapped his hands excitedly, still ever the child of the band.

Nikki laughed and pulled his jeans back up to cover the tattoo. He was honestly a little nervous, but Mick meant too much to him not to do this.

"Yeah...I can't either...,"Sixx smiled softly to himself, blushing at the thought of making his guitarist smile. Something he wanted to do for the rest of his life.

When the band was finally all together the next day, being filmed, Nikki smiled at Mick. The older man blushed and averted his gaze, though Sixx could see a faint grin. He gently took Mars' hands in his own, the guitarist's breath hitching with his surprise.

"Mick, how old was I when I met you?"

"Uhh, s-seventeen....yeah, seventeen,"Mick stuttered, squeezing Nikki's hands. His eyes darted around nervously at the people with them. They were staring but....smiling? The hell was going on?

Nikki stepped back, letting go,"And I saw you play that night and you've been my favorite guitarist ever since. I look up to you in so many fucking ways and I care so deeply about you, so..." Mick abruptly turned away, covering Sixx's hips with his hands as the bassist began unfastening his belt,"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! We don't need to see your dick, Nikki!"

The younger man laughed heartily,"No, no. It's all good!" He pulled down his jeans and Mick's eyes went wide with shock.

Nikki smiled at him,"I got your portrait tattooed on my leg." Mick grinned,"Wow...that ain't real..."

Sixx rubbed his hand over the artwork, revealing it indeed was. When he sat up, Mick wrapped him in a tight hug and when he said tight, he meant tight.

But it was what Mick did next that made Nikki's heart explode. The guitarist threw his arms around the taller man's neck and kissed him full on the lips, deeply and passionately.

Tommy rested his face in his hand,"Aww, how adorable~But, Nikki, it would be cuter if you would pull your fucking pants up!"

Nikki broke the kiss laughing,"You stupid fucker! You ruined the moment!" He hiked his jeans back up and refastened his belt.

Sixx smiled at Mick and gallantly kissed the back of the older man's guitar weathered hand,"Ma cherie~"

Mars giggled, actually giggled through his flustered smile,"Wh-what's with the French?"

The bassist tilted Mick's chin up, gazing deep into his eyes as he murmured sultrily,"C'est le langage de l'amour, ma chère. Je veux crier mon amour pour toi aux étoiles, le chuchoter à ton oreille pendant que je te tiens dans mes bras. Je veux regarder dans tes yeux bleus profonds tandis que j'adore ton corps magnifique. Je t'aime, mon chéri. I love you, my darling~"

Vince was baffled,"Wh-how-Since when do you speak French?!"

Nikki giggled, still keeping his eyes on his wide eyed, blushing lover,"Had a friend who spoke it."

"Nikki Sixx, you sexy fucking idiot!" Mick laughed softly, averting his gaze shyly. Nikki gently grasped his jaw,"I really mean it you know. I love you with all my heart. You're strong and smart and talented and wild. You're everything a person could aspire to be and you're so beautiful, Mick. I don't know why you don't give yourself more credit."

The guitarist smiled softly, taking Nikki's hands in his own,"I love you too, Nikki. You're smart and confident...creative...caring. God, you just take my fucking breath away, Sixx..."

They kissed, slow and sensual, Nikki pressing Mick into the wall. Tommy motioned for the cameraman to stop filming and the crew packed up and left. The drummer turned to Vince and wrapped an arm around his shoulders,"Wanna grab a bite?"

"Yeah, sure,"Vince shrugged, following the younger man out the door.

Mick and Nikki didn't even notice them leave. The bassist had picked Mars up, holding him gently under his thighs as their lips groped at each other, tongues swirling inside their hot, watering mouths.

"Mmm~mmmph~"Mick was wiggling in Nikki's arms, blushing deeply as the bassist pulled short, desperate whimpers from him. Sixx moaned and pressed against him, sliding him up the cool wall. Mick let out a muffled  cry of pain and Nikki nearly dropped him,"Shit, are you okay!"

"M-my back! Put me down! Put me down!" Mick gasped, tears forming in his eyes at the burn he felt in his spine. Nikki was quick to set him on his feet, worry flickering through his soft green eyes.

"Sshhh.....shhhh....,"Nikki cupped Mick's face, wiping fallen tears away with his thumbs. He felt so awful for forgetting about his lover's sensitive spine, the pain in Mick's eyes piercing his heart.

Eventually, the pain ebbed to a dull throb and Mick gushed out a breath he didn't know he'd been holding,"Fuck..."

"I'm so sorry, Mick," Nikki stepped back biting his lip.

"It's okay, it was a mistake...wait...when did everyone leave?"

Nikki looked around and smiled,"Heh...looks like we not only take our breaths away, but our attention span as well. Too bad they didn't stay to enjoy the show~"

Mick slapped him lightly upside the head,"You pervert!"

"But I'm your pervert~" Sixx sang teasingly, wrapping his arm around Mick's hips as they walked out the door.