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Punks and Dolls
0 ReviewsX/O w/Sebastian Bach “Whoa Rach, who’s the babe?” Scotti asked his eyes flying wide as he looked at the tall slender blonde next to Rachel. “Fuck you!” The slender blonde flipped him of...
“Whoa Rach, who’s the babe?” Scotti asked his eyes flying wide as he looked at the tall slender blonde next to Rachel.
“Fuck you!” The slender blonde flipped him off.
“Dude that’s Baz,” Rachel said with a smirk.
“What the fuck?” Scotti shouted then dissolved into giggles as he swung the last of his beer back. “I know it’s Halloween, but why the hell are you dressed like that?”
“He lost a bet.” The wicked grin never left Rachel’s face.
“Just shut up Rachel.” The singer grumbled. A short one shoulder pink mini dress clung to his lean frame with a white belt cinched around his slim waist. Black sheer tights crawled up from spiked leather stiletto boots. His voluminous golden hair cascaded in a long sweep down his back.
“What did Rachel have to do if you won?” Snake asked as Scotti gave a low whistle knotting his brow.
“Go to the party naked.” Rachel said.
“Get enough liquor in him and he might do that tonight.” Scotti said.
“Can we get going? They’re going to run out of booze by the time we get there!” Rob grumbled.
“It’s a Crue Halloween party there’s no way those guys are going to run out of booze.” Snake reasoned as he led the way to the door.
…
The Motley’s had rented a medieval castle nestled amongst the secluded hills of California. The music blasted from the speakers vibrating against the immense stonewalls that held the pulsating rhythms steadfast, sending pulsating shocks into the bodies of the costumed guests. Alcohol flowed free in endless streams either from kegs or the open bar as did the sex and drugs that slid in rebelliously straight lines under the neon strobe lights. Light fog curled at their feet swirling up enveloping the shades of the sunset strip in dense veiled vapors.
“Ow! Looking good there mama!”
“Mm baby, come here!”
“You here to see me, sugar?”
“Who the hell is everyone catcalling?” Sebastian asked spinning in circles looking for the drop dead hot chick. The girls were hot, but he couldn’t find the knock out. Rachel bit his cheek trying not to smile, shrugging. Snake shook his head.
“See you later,” Snake said peeling off from the group. Rachel quickly followed.
“Hey Rob, man let’s get a beer,” Sebastian tapped his band mate’s shoulder cocking his head. The drummer followed laughing as the catcalls continued. “Man when I find this chick everyone’s whistling at, I’m going to do her.”
“Well you could give her a hand job I guess,” Rob said swinging back a stray beer he found abandoned on the bar.
“Hey can I get a jack and coke!” Sebastian yelled leaning over the bar not realizing his skirt rose up his tight ass when he did this.
“Like the hard stuff babe.” A sexy vampire flashed him a smile. Tom Keifer. He snapped his fingers. “Apple martini for the lady.”
“Babe?” Sebastian spun around his head bobbing in search of a girl. He turned back meeting Tom’s lusting eyes. “What the fuck.” Tom’s finger on his lips silenced him. His face contorted into a scowl.
“Naw babe you know how you can thank me, later.” He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively as his arm slid around the Baz’s waist tugging him into his body. He was hard.
“Get the fuck off me!” Sebastian screeched shoving the singer off. He grabbed the drink dashing for the couches. “This is disgusting.” He tossed the martini glass aside carelessly.
“Hey mama,” A skeleton purred slithering up to Sebastian from the other end of the couch. Black hair hid his eyes, but the top hat gave it away. It was Slash looking him up and down. A smile crossed over his lush lips as his hand squeezed Sebastian’s thigh. “You uh, doing anything tonight? Cuz I know a little something we could do.”
“Hell no!” Baz yelled kicking Slash into Duff who spilled his drink on the girl he was talking to. Jumping up he ran to another room. Not watching where he was running he ran right into an angel in a tight, white leather body suit and fluffy wings.
“Christ watch where the fuck you’re, oh,” Vince’s eyes glazed over with sexual heat locking onto Sebastian. “Whoa, whoa, hey where you going baby?” Vince’s voice was a predatory purr. The shorter blonde’s hand dipped under Baz’s mini grasping the inner crease of his ass he gave it a pinching squeeze.
“Get your fucking hands off me you cock sucking dickhead!” Sebastian screamed shoving the blonde back, but Vince grabbed his wrist.
“You got a dirty mouth girl.” His sneer was wide. “I know just what to do with a dirty mouth like yours.” He tugged Sebastian’s head pushing his tongue between protesting lips. “Let ol’ Vince show you how to get you dirty the right way.”
Sebastian screamed around Vince’s invading tongue. Kicking the Motley singer square between the legs. Okay, it was a cheap shot, but Sebastian panicked. Laughter rose amongst the catcalls and whistles as Baz ran from the room. Spotting Rachel he charged the bassist trying to pull his short skirt down as he sped across the room tripping over his heels.
“Be my boyfriend!” He yelled throwing his arms around Rachel in a suffocating hug.
Rachel could only turn his head, but he snickered against Sebastian’s ear. “That wasn’t part of the deal.”
“Shut up!” Sebastian growled in his ear. “If I have one more guy hit on me, try to buy me a drink, ask me if I want to hook up later, or pinch my butt I’m going to murder someone.”
“You probably shouldn’t be confessing to premeditated murder, man,” Rachel mumbled back between giggles. “Besides what’s wrong with free drinks?”
“You also don’t have all of Poison starring at your ass right now!” Sebastain screamed into Rachel’s ear.
“Have fun with it,” With a dismissive wave of his hand, Rachel side stepped away from the crazy singer following the brunette he’d been chatting up.
Oh yeah, I’m going to have fun with it, Sebastian thought. They want a sexy girl? They’re going to get a sexy girl. He went to the bathroom. I do look damn sexy, he thought looking at himself in the mirror, combing through his hair with his fingers.
A couple girls were doing lines in the shower. Snatching one of their forgotten purses he pulled out a cherry pink lipstick to apply a fresh coat. Looking down at his chest he pushed the padding around trying to build volume while smoothing the sides of his dress. For a finishing touch he took the girl’s nail clippers and snipped small holes in his fishnets. Giving his hair a final fluff before he prowled back to the party with the sexiest come hither pout he could muster. He was out to kill.
…
“Hey Tommy, that chick’s fucking hot.” Nikki threw a long arm over the drummer’s shoulder half gesturing with his beer.
“The one who the Skid Row bassist is talking to?” Tommy turned back to the bar.” Forget her dude.”
“You don’t fucking tell me what to fucking do. Why?”
“That piece of ass has been turning down guys all night. Our own Vince even struck out and he never strikes out.”
“Until now,” Nikki said with an imperious smirk eyes glittering with mischievous excitement. Then his brow creased slightly. “Is that why he’s walking funny?”
“More like why he’s lying down on the couch.” Tommy grinned.
“Shit where did she go?”
“Man, just forget it.” Tommy called after him, but Nikki had it in his head that that he wanted the blonde bombshell that kneed Vince and he was going to have her.
Sebastian perched himself at the bar with his legs crossed when Nikki found him. He shot warning glares and shoved a couple of drunken musicians out of his way before clasping Sebastian’s neck tenderly with his warm hand. Baz flinched slightly as soft drops of condensation from cold liquor bottles trickled down the tender skin at his nape.
“What’s your name sexy?” Nikki purred into Sebastian’s ear. Turning, Baz dipped his chin to his chest looking under his long eyelashes with a sweetly innocent pout on his newly painted lips. Leaning in to cup his elbow Sebastian kissed Nikki, who smirked arrogantly against the soft pink lips. He bowed Sebastian’s body backwards, establishing his dominance as he deepened the kiss. Calloused hands slithered down Baz’s sides, grabbing his slender hips. The blonde smiled into the kiss as he arched into Nikki’s chest. A sly hand slipped between their warm bodies rubbing Nikki’s cock through his tight leather pants.
This is fun, Sebastian thought.
“Mm shit, yeah, we don’t need names,” Nikki said breaking the kiss. Sebastian just grinned like an idiot desperately trying to hold back the titters. He tossed his blonde hair baring his shoulder parting his lips softly as so many girls had done for him. Commanding hands plunged between the Baz’s thighs opening them wide. Nikki locked the singer’s long legs around his waist. He grinned smugly as Sebastian threw his arms around his neck to keep from falling off the barstool, his thighs tensing.
Nikki’s arrogant cackle grew wider as whistles and jeers of approval rose around him. Brushing his hips over Sebastian’s lower abdomen, Nikki paused. That’s not right. “What the fu… oh shit, you’re a…fuck!” He shoved the giggling ball of blonde onto the bar top.
“Come back Nikki I love you!” Sebastian yelled loudly seizing Nikki’s sleeve. Nikki tried to pull away, but only dragged a frantically wailing Sebastian across the bar with him. “I love you Nikki. I want to have your babies!”
“Shut the hell up!” Nikki growled grabbing Sebastian’s dress ready to throw him over the bar. The singer shrieked loudly as if he had been violated. Nikki cursed under his breath.
“But Nikki I love you!” Sebastian yelled louder trapping him with his thighs. Nikki tried to knock him off but the crazy singer clutched to him like a baby monkey. Noticing the growing number of their audience Nikki reached down and swung Baz over his shoulder. He maneuvered his way out to a chorus of cheers and whistles.
“That’s right bitches, Nikki Sixx is all mine!” Sebastian exclaimed slapping Nikki’s ass. Nikki growled quickly finding an empty bedroom. He dropped Sebastian to the floor without a care before locking the door.
To be continued...
“Fuck you!” The slender blonde flipped him off.
“Dude that’s Baz,” Rachel said with a smirk.
“What the fuck?” Scotti shouted then dissolved into giggles as he swung the last of his beer back. “I know it’s Halloween, but why the hell are you dressed like that?”
“He lost a bet.” The wicked grin never left Rachel’s face.
“Just shut up Rachel.” The singer grumbled. A short one shoulder pink mini dress clung to his lean frame with a white belt cinched around his slim waist. Black sheer tights crawled up from spiked leather stiletto boots. His voluminous golden hair cascaded in a long sweep down his back.
“What did Rachel have to do if you won?” Snake asked as Scotti gave a low whistle knotting his brow.
“Go to the party naked.” Rachel said.
“Get enough liquor in him and he might do that tonight.” Scotti said.
“Can we get going? They’re going to run out of booze by the time we get there!” Rob grumbled.
“It’s a Crue Halloween party there’s no way those guys are going to run out of booze.” Snake reasoned as he led the way to the door.
…
The Motley’s had rented a medieval castle nestled amongst the secluded hills of California. The music blasted from the speakers vibrating against the immense stonewalls that held the pulsating rhythms steadfast, sending pulsating shocks into the bodies of the costumed guests. Alcohol flowed free in endless streams either from kegs or the open bar as did the sex and drugs that slid in rebelliously straight lines under the neon strobe lights. Light fog curled at their feet swirling up enveloping the shades of the sunset strip in dense veiled vapors.
“Ow! Looking good there mama!”
“Mm baby, come here!”
“You here to see me, sugar?”
“Who the hell is everyone catcalling?” Sebastian asked spinning in circles looking for the drop dead hot chick. The girls were hot, but he couldn’t find the knock out. Rachel bit his cheek trying not to smile, shrugging. Snake shook his head.
“See you later,” Snake said peeling off from the group. Rachel quickly followed.
“Hey Rob, man let’s get a beer,” Sebastian tapped his band mate’s shoulder cocking his head. The drummer followed laughing as the catcalls continued. “Man when I find this chick everyone’s whistling at, I’m going to do her.”
“Well you could give her a hand job I guess,” Rob said swinging back a stray beer he found abandoned on the bar.
“Hey can I get a jack and coke!” Sebastian yelled leaning over the bar not realizing his skirt rose up his tight ass when he did this.
“Like the hard stuff babe.” A sexy vampire flashed him a smile. Tom Keifer. He snapped his fingers. “Apple martini for the lady.”
“Babe?” Sebastian spun around his head bobbing in search of a girl. He turned back meeting Tom’s lusting eyes. “What the fuck.” Tom’s finger on his lips silenced him. His face contorted into a scowl.
“Naw babe you know how you can thank me, later.” He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively as his arm slid around the Baz’s waist tugging him into his body. He was hard.
“Get the fuck off me!” Sebastian screeched shoving the singer off. He grabbed the drink dashing for the couches. “This is disgusting.” He tossed the martini glass aside carelessly.
“Hey mama,” A skeleton purred slithering up to Sebastian from the other end of the couch. Black hair hid his eyes, but the top hat gave it away. It was Slash looking him up and down. A smile crossed over his lush lips as his hand squeezed Sebastian’s thigh. “You uh, doing anything tonight? Cuz I know a little something we could do.”
“Hell no!” Baz yelled kicking Slash into Duff who spilled his drink on the girl he was talking to. Jumping up he ran to another room. Not watching where he was running he ran right into an angel in a tight, white leather body suit and fluffy wings.
“Christ watch where the fuck you’re, oh,” Vince’s eyes glazed over with sexual heat locking onto Sebastian. “Whoa, whoa, hey where you going baby?” Vince’s voice was a predatory purr. The shorter blonde’s hand dipped under Baz’s mini grasping the inner crease of his ass he gave it a pinching squeeze.
“Get your fucking hands off me you cock sucking dickhead!” Sebastian screamed shoving the blonde back, but Vince grabbed his wrist.
“You got a dirty mouth girl.” His sneer was wide. “I know just what to do with a dirty mouth like yours.” He tugged Sebastian’s head pushing his tongue between protesting lips. “Let ol’ Vince show you how to get you dirty the right way.”
Sebastian screamed around Vince’s invading tongue. Kicking the Motley singer square between the legs. Okay, it was a cheap shot, but Sebastian panicked. Laughter rose amongst the catcalls and whistles as Baz ran from the room. Spotting Rachel he charged the bassist trying to pull his short skirt down as he sped across the room tripping over his heels.
“Be my boyfriend!” He yelled throwing his arms around Rachel in a suffocating hug.
Rachel could only turn his head, but he snickered against Sebastian’s ear. “That wasn’t part of the deal.”
“Shut up!” Sebastian growled in his ear. “If I have one more guy hit on me, try to buy me a drink, ask me if I want to hook up later, or pinch my butt I’m going to murder someone.”
“You probably shouldn’t be confessing to premeditated murder, man,” Rachel mumbled back between giggles. “Besides what’s wrong with free drinks?”
“You also don’t have all of Poison starring at your ass right now!” Sebastain screamed into Rachel’s ear.
“Have fun with it,” With a dismissive wave of his hand, Rachel side stepped away from the crazy singer following the brunette he’d been chatting up.
Oh yeah, I’m going to have fun with it, Sebastian thought. They want a sexy girl? They’re going to get a sexy girl. He went to the bathroom. I do look damn sexy, he thought looking at himself in the mirror, combing through his hair with his fingers.
A couple girls were doing lines in the shower. Snatching one of their forgotten purses he pulled out a cherry pink lipstick to apply a fresh coat. Looking down at his chest he pushed the padding around trying to build volume while smoothing the sides of his dress. For a finishing touch he took the girl’s nail clippers and snipped small holes in his fishnets. Giving his hair a final fluff before he prowled back to the party with the sexiest come hither pout he could muster. He was out to kill.
…
“Hey Tommy, that chick’s fucking hot.” Nikki threw a long arm over the drummer’s shoulder half gesturing with his beer.
“The one who the Skid Row bassist is talking to?” Tommy turned back to the bar.” Forget her dude.”
“You don’t fucking tell me what to fucking do. Why?”
“That piece of ass has been turning down guys all night. Our own Vince even struck out and he never strikes out.”
“Until now,” Nikki said with an imperious smirk eyes glittering with mischievous excitement. Then his brow creased slightly. “Is that why he’s walking funny?”
“More like why he’s lying down on the couch.” Tommy grinned.
“Shit where did she go?”
“Man, just forget it.” Tommy called after him, but Nikki had it in his head that that he wanted the blonde bombshell that kneed Vince and he was going to have her.
Sebastian perched himself at the bar with his legs crossed when Nikki found him. He shot warning glares and shoved a couple of drunken musicians out of his way before clasping Sebastian’s neck tenderly with his warm hand. Baz flinched slightly as soft drops of condensation from cold liquor bottles trickled down the tender skin at his nape.
“What’s your name sexy?” Nikki purred into Sebastian’s ear. Turning, Baz dipped his chin to his chest looking under his long eyelashes with a sweetly innocent pout on his newly painted lips. Leaning in to cup his elbow Sebastian kissed Nikki, who smirked arrogantly against the soft pink lips. He bowed Sebastian’s body backwards, establishing his dominance as he deepened the kiss. Calloused hands slithered down Baz’s sides, grabbing his slender hips. The blonde smiled into the kiss as he arched into Nikki’s chest. A sly hand slipped between their warm bodies rubbing Nikki’s cock through his tight leather pants.
This is fun, Sebastian thought.
“Mm shit, yeah, we don’t need names,” Nikki said breaking the kiss. Sebastian just grinned like an idiot desperately trying to hold back the titters. He tossed his blonde hair baring his shoulder parting his lips softly as so many girls had done for him. Commanding hands plunged between the Baz’s thighs opening them wide. Nikki locked the singer’s long legs around his waist. He grinned smugly as Sebastian threw his arms around his neck to keep from falling off the barstool, his thighs tensing.
Nikki’s arrogant cackle grew wider as whistles and jeers of approval rose around him. Brushing his hips over Sebastian’s lower abdomen, Nikki paused. That’s not right. “What the fu… oh shit, you’re a…fuck!” He shoved the giggling ball of blonde onto the bar top.
“Come back Nikki I love you!” Sebastian yelled loudly seizing Nikki’s sleeve. Nikki tried to pull away, but only dragged a frantically wailing Sebastian across the bar with him. “I love you Nikki. I want to have your babies!”
“Shut the hell up!” Nikki growled grabbing Sebastian’s dress ready to throw him over the bar. The singer shrieked loudly as if he had been violated. Nikki cursed under his breath.
“But Nikki I love you!” Sebastian yelled louder trapping him with his thighs. Nikki tried to knock him off but the crazy singer clutched to him like a baby monkey. Noticing the growing number of their audience Nikki reached down and swung Baz over his shoulder. He maneuvered his way out to a chorus of cheers and whistles.
“That’s right bitches, Nikki Sixx is all mine!” Sebastian exclaimed slapping Nikki’s ass. Nikki growled quickly finding an empty bedroom. He dropped Sebastian to the floor without a care before locking the door.
To be continued...
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