✧.*.Birthday Boy✧.*.

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Disclaimer:mature content(a little),swearing,couple cuteness

Year:1988

Nikki and yours shared home

 Y/N pov

The morning sun gently filtered through the curtains of our cozy bedroom, casting a warm glow upon our peaceful faces nestled together. Nikki lay on his side with his arm draped around my waist. I was slowly waking up with a small sleepy smile at the feeling of Nikki cuddling into my side. I ran my fingers through his dark, tangled bed hair as I stared at the ceiling above us. Our bare bodies stuck togetherness with only bedsheets to cover us.

As he slowly woke up from his deep sleep, our hands instinctively intertwined, our fingers dancing in a synchronized rhythm of love and affection. Each moment seemed like a symphony of tenderness and understanding as our eyes met, reflecting a strong connection that couldn't be described.

Our gazes connected, and the depth and attraction of his beautiful eyes caught my senses. They had an alluring shade of green, emitting a warmth that spoke to my soul. It seemed as if time had stopped still at that moment, letting me experience the pure intimacy of his drowsy smile.

That damn soft smile that took my breath away. Nikki pushed himself up to lay on top of me with one hand around my back, the other still with mine, and his head on my chest.

He mumbled a sleepy 'morning..' with his raspy morning voice that would make any woman weak at the knees. I giggled at his sleepiness as I smoothed my hands up and down his bare back. "G' morning, birthday boy. How'd you sleep?" I whispered against his head, pecking a kiss against his hair. Nikki chuckled against my skin.

"Like a log baby. You wore me out last night." he peeked up at me, smirking as my cheeks flushed pink. We celebrated his birthday late last night because Nikki insisted that at midnight, it was officially his birthday, and I should give him his first round of birthday sex. Oh this man. 

"Like I planned that. You're the one that wanted to keep going before I told you to get some rest." I smoothed my fingers against the soft skin of his cheeks. "You gotta admit, babe, five times is a lot for an old man." He laughed at my shyness before pulling himself up to hover over me and leaning into the shell of my ear.

 "But I hope you still have some energy because the party is just getting started," he teased before deepening into my neck and kissing the dark love bites he had left the previous time. I giggled, knowing he wouldn't give up on me. "You're thirty, Nikki, not ninety," I spoke with a slight sigh at the sweet feeling of his supple lips on my skin and his calloused hands intertwined with my soft ones. 

  However, our morning bliss was interrupted when I heard our front door slam open; that could only mean one thing: the guys were here. I think my boyfriend heard them, too, because he groaned in my neck, slumping back on my chest, nuzzling softly against my unclothed chest.

We prepared for them to sit in the living room and wait for us to come out, but Tommy had other ideas. Our bedroom door busted open with a clearly club-hungover Vince, a tired Mick smoking, and a very bubbly Tommy, not just Tommy, Tommy with a video camera pointed at us. 

Nikki quickly moved to cover me not even caring about his nudeness, I was already covered by our sheets until he threw the comforter almost covering my whole face and head. One thing about Nikki is that no one can see what's his. Vince and Tommy whistled at our state as Mick smiled and shook his head.

Vince started to count to three, and the three goons sang Nikki happy birthday as Tommy shoved the camera in his face. As well as he could with Nikki facing the other way in the crook of my neck.  

As they sang Happy Birthday louder, his head dug deeper into my neck. He was so exhausted of these idiots he called bandmates. "If it isn't the infamous Y/N fucking Sixx," Tommy yelled, his voice full of energy as they all laughed while Tommy pointed the camera right at my face. "Hi guys," I grasped out with a little wave. I tried to get up, but Nikki whined and shook his head with disapproval, trapping me with his arms in a bear cuddle with his face in the crack of my neck and shoulder. "What a softie," Vince laughed, getting a slap on the head from Mick.

"Congrats, Nik, you're officially thirty," Mick muttered with a kind smile. "Sorry for the inconvenience of these jackasses, Y/N. I tried to talk them out of it." Mick explained. I shook my head at the man I looked at as a best friend. "It's okay as long as they stay out of the fridge and this tape stays in our house," I pointed to Tommy as he still had the camera aimed at Nikki and I all cuddled up. Nikki finally looked up at his friends and flipped off the camera, causing us all to laugh. His quiet, sex-planned morning was disturbed.

 "Cockblockers" he mumbled, sitting up to cover me more before I smacked his tattooed arm.  Vince sauntered over to the other side of our room, laughing as he picked up my red-laced bra that was sprawled on the floor. "Oh yeah, we definitely cockblocked you from fucking for the millionth time in a day. The marks on Y/N tell me it was a long night" he teased, throwing my bra at Nikki's face. Nikki smirked, poking his tongue out of the corner of his mouth while holding the laced material. The boys all laughed at me as I hid in the comforter, throwing it over my head out of my blushing embarrassment. I yanked the covers up my neck to hopefully hide the purple and red shapes.

The fun was a bit too much for both of us as Nikki pulled the covers off, pulling on his boxers. Tommy and Vince cat-called at their bass player as he walked over to the cameraman. "It's been fun, but can my girlfriend get dressed?" he asked, cupping the camera only to get his face in the view. 

"Oh, I don't know, man. I want a fucking show!" Tommy whooped, pointing the camera at me as I sat up with the covers draped over my body. Nikki finally pushed out his bandmates, leaning on the door and rubbing his face. I sat there laughing at the encounter. 

"You cannot say they don't love you." I shrugged. Nikki smiled before picking a shirt from his drawer and a pair of panties from mine and handing them to me. I got dressed as I felt a pair of hands slide along my waist. His lips kissed my neck to my cheek.

I turned around to wrap my arms around his neck, pulling his lips to mine. The intimate connection we endured, showing trust and unspoken understanding, showed a depth of love beyond words.

The sensation of his delicate lips touching mine was beyond this realm. I felt a surge of warmth and a flood of emotions surround my existence as I closed my eyes. Every touch, every caress sent waves of ecstasy through my body as if time had stopped in that instant.

As his lips glided against mine, the delicacy screamed volumes about our bond's depth, which lasted well beyond what was real. It was a dominant sensation, so intense that words could only do so much justice to it. 

"We'll finish later," he mumbled against my lips before pulling away. I piddled with his necklace a little .Taking my hand and pulling me to the bathroom so we could get ready for Nikki's big day. 

(Tommy knows how to use a video camera 👀😂)

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I'm finally done with this semester of college, so I will try to update more. Would you guys like a part 2 of what happens after or what happened the night before 👀  Anyways, Happy Birthday Nikki! He's the big 65 today. Thank you for reading! 

❤️️-LuLu