( WARNING: SMUT )
TAGGING ALONGSIDE A BAND THAT KNEW NOTHING but sex, drugs, and rock n' roll can have its ups and downs. Harper was more than aware of what she was getting herself into when she reconnected with Nikki after those years apart, but it didn't stop her.
Despite the moments where she cried or feared that Nikki wouldn't come back to her from all the substances he consumed, the experience was memorable. She traveled around the world and went to places she never thought she'd be able to see. She also got to see the band grow to become the most successful of them all. More importantly, Harper got to see the guys become stronger. Motley Crue went through tough times and fought each situation. Maybe they didn't do it in the most civil way, but they handled them.
Now, they stood before every other band, selling out venues and having their albums skyrocket on the charts. As a band, they still had their times where they partied until the sun came up, but being together was much more than just that to them. Performing was on a whole new level, filled with passion and adrenaline.
Motley Crue were doing better than ever and nothing was going to get in the way this time. No girls, no drugs, no alcohol, absolutely nothing.
Their first show back as the Motley Crue everyone grew to love, the boys were beyond excited to perform. After dealing with all of the consequences their crazy antics brought and member changes, they were back for good.
Harper was invited to the show; Nikki had made sure that she'd be able to come backstage with no problem. Unfortunately, for her, she got stuck with a few things before she could actually leave to the arena. Harper didn't want to miss their first show back, so she started to worry. She didn't want to let Nikki down either since he was expecting her to be there, at the side of the stage, singing with him and the band. But there wasn't much she could do about it, life throws shit at you with no warning sometimes and you have to deal with it.
"Where's Harper, man?" Tommy nudged Nikki's shoulder, grinning from ear to ear. He was obviously the most hyped about tonight.
Nikki scanned the backstage area, shrugging. "Not sure, she should've been here by now."
Nikki grew confused, wondering where she could be right now. He didn't want to make himself nervous at the thought that maybe something happened to harper on the way over, but he couldn't help it. Harper told him that she'd be able to make it with no problem, so her words he's remembering now made him anxious.
"She'll be here, dude. Don't worry," Tommy spoke, giving Nikki a reassuring pat on the back.
"Yeah, I hope so," he mumbled to himself, looking around again to see if Harper showed up by any chance.
Time ticked by, the guys were standing around, a crew member telling them that It was time for them to go onstage. Harper was still nowhere to be seen. For the sake of the band, Nikki shook off his nerves so he wouldn't ruin the mood for the rest of the band.
Nikki grabbed his bass, the band going up the steps to the stage. Nikki went to follow them until a voice called out for him. He turned around, Harper standing a few feet away with an apologetic smile on her face. Nikki set his bass back down on the stand, approaching her.
"I am so sorry for being late, I had to stay overtime at the bar. Then, I had to go home and get ready," she listed as Nikki walked up to her, running her fingers through her hair. "The traffic is also so bad and I'm sure that's your guys' fault—"
Nikki crashes his lips onto hers, all the worry he felt just moments ago disappearing. Harper easily melts into the kiss, her arms finding their way around his neck. Pulling away, Nikki smiled. "As long as you're here now, doll."
"Hey, Nikki, let's go!" one of the crew members shouted, causing Nikki to whip around to look in his direction.
Nikki took Harper's hand in his, leading her over to the steps that lead up and out to the stage. He motioned for her to watch from the side as he grabbed his bass once again. Harper gave him another kiss before walking over to the side, watching the band as they started to play the first song.
Harper, like the rest of the crowd, danced around and chanted every word she knew. Nikki stole glances at her any time he could, his heart swelling up at the sight of harper singing along. This is all he wanted since he met her and it was finally happening.
When the show was over, the boys rushed off stage, sweat dripping down their faces and soaking their clothes slightly. Nikki went straight to harper, grabbing her arm lightly and dragging her to his dressing room.
"What are you doing?" Harper chuckled, following him. He didn't answer, continuing to walk.
Nikki closed his dressing room door behind them, making sure to lock it. Je pressed his lips against Harper's harshly, full of want. Harper hesitates, confused as to what was happening at first.
When she understood, she smirked and kissed back, letting her eyes flutter close. Nikki let his lips trail down her jaw and down to her nick, leaving wet kisses along it. Biting down at her smooth skin to leave a mark, Nikki grinned evilly as the gasp that left her lips. Swiftly, he picked her up, Harper letting her legs wrap around his waist. Nikki's hands fell to her hips, gripping them as they continued their much needed make-out session.
Harper slid off the jacket he was wearing to play along, Nikki's hands quickly sneaking up her shirt and away from her hips. He pulled the shirt over her head, throwing it to the side. Both were aware that they had little time, so they didn't waste any.
"Doing what I originally had planned earlier when you were suppose to be here," Nikki spoke breathlessly, finally answering the question she asked out in the hall.
Harper unclasped her bra, throwing it to the side where a pile of clothes were slowly stacking up. Nikki walked over to the couch in his room, laying Harper down on her back. Moving back, he let his fingers mess with her buttons and zipper, sliding her pants off once each were undone. At the same time, he pried off his shirt, Harper letting her hands run down his chest.
A string of knocks came from the door suddenly, startling Harper. Nikki paused what he was doing, waiting for the person outside the door to speak.
"You still in there, man?" the voice belonged to Tommy, Nikki shaking his head.
"Of course," Nikki muttered, earning a laugh from Harper. Nikki went to answer, but Harper sat up, kissing down his jaw teasingly. Tommy repeated his question, Nikki not being able to get a word out since he was so focused on Harper.
"Ignore him," she whispered, the corners of her lips turning up into a devilish grin. "We don't have much time as it is, so you might wanna hurry up."
"As you please, doll."
Nikki unbuckled his belt, pulling it through his pant loops. He undid his button and zipper, attempting to kick off his skin-tight pants. He took of his boxers along with the pants, aligning himself with Harper. He grabbed Harper's legs, moving them so they were hooked around him, giving him a better angle.
Nikki rammed into her, Harper getting no time to react to his sudden roughness. Jolting a bit, Nikki continued to pound into her relentlessly, a mix of grunts, moans, and the sound the skin slapping filling into the air. Harper let her head fall back, her eyes rolling back at the wave of pleasure washing over her repeatedly.
"Slow down," she whined, her nails raking down his back and her legs starting to fall weak.
"Not a chance, baby. you said we didn't have time," Nikki managed to say in between groans, his hands gripping her ass. "You also seem to like it."
Harper wanted to disagree, but she couldn't. It felt fucking amazing and she didn't want him to stop. She nodded her head at his words, her back arching up slightly from the couch. Harper started to feel that familiar knot in her stomach, her moans growing louder.
Nikki leaned down so his forehead rested against Harper's. They were breathing heavily, their chests rising up and down at a fast pace as both of their climaxes inched closer with each thrust. Nikki dipped his head into the crook of Harper's neck, cursing to himself as his hands moved to grip her hips tightly.
Nikki lazily placed a few kisses on her neck, mumbling between each one. "I love you— so so much."
Harper chuckled, her fingers tugging at strands of his hair. "I love you too."
Harper moaned Nikki's name as she reached her peak, her legs trembling at the feeling. A smirk plastered on Nikki's face, his mouth soon falling open as he came also.
Nikki placed his hands on either side of harper, holding himself up the best he could. Droplets of sweat rolled down the sides of their faces, the air in the room hot.
"Nikki, I swear to god, if you don't come out that damn room—" a voice that they recognized as Mick's complained from outside the dressing room, Nikki rolling his eyes.
"We're coming out now, fucking hell!"
The two got up from the couch, grabbing their clothes that were scattered around the room. Harper ran her fingers through her hair to fix it up, following Nikki out once they were completely dressed.
Mick, Tommy, and Vince all stood out the dressing room, ready to leave. It didn't take long for them to understand what happened behind the closed door; mick looked at them with disbelief while Tommy and Vince cheered Nikki on jokingly. Harper felt her face heat up, her cheeks a bright red. Nikki laughed at Harper's reaction, pulling her close to his side as the five of them exited the venue.
"I can't stand you guys sometimes, I hope you know that," Harper cracked, earning snickers from all of them.
"We love you too," the three of them said in unison, Harper nodding. Mick wasn't one to say that publicly, but Harper knew he did also.
They all climbed onto the tour bus that waited outside the venue for them, the guys throwing their stuff onto the couch and chairs. Harper walked over to the bunks, about to slide into one when Nikki stops her.
"What?" she asks him, drawing her brows together in confusion. Nikki smiled and pointed over to the bathroom with his index finger, Harper's expression falling slack. She knew what he was getting at, tired from what happened in the dressing room just now.
"Come on," he smacked her ass playfully, walking over to the bathroom which was currently unoccupied.
"I'm never going to catch a break from you, am I?"
"Not a chance, doll. You're stuck with me forever."