Deadly sins are deadly habits.
Title: Deadly sins are deadly habits
Author: Dem Shadow (me)
Pairing: DJ Ashba/Nikki Sixx
Rating: PG-13...I guess
Summary: The crazy process of whiting a song...a lot can happen in one sinful mind
Word count: 872
Disclaimer: Everyone in this fic owns his or herself. The song belongs to Sixx A.M. which is "life is beautiful". None of this actually happened. This is all just something that I thought up.
Authors Notes: If I get a positive response I might continue it, but we'll just have to wait and see.
Deadly sins are deadly habits.
Like any free evening, Nikki and DJ Ashba were both in the dim confinement of the ‘creative room’ in the basement of Nikki’s house
„I think we’re finally getting the right feel of this song” Nikki mused as he quickly tried to write down the lyrics in his head while humming along a melody that fit perfectly. DJ took a hold of one of his guitars fast and started to play around with chords to try and match up with the humming of the other. When they both fell in sync Nikki decided to give the song a try.
‘You can’t quit until you try
You can’t live until you die
You can’t learn to tell the truth until you learn to lie
You can’t breathe until you choke
You gotta laugh when you’re the joke
There’s nothing like a funeral to make you feel alive~
Just open your eyes
Just open your eyes
And see that life is beautiful
Will you swear on your life
That no one will cry at my funeral’
At some point DJ had set aside his guitar and sat down on the floor right in front of Nikki who was now continuing the song in his mind by humming the words with his eyes closed. He took this as his chance and closed the distance between them stopping just for a second before placing his lips to Nikkis.
The hum turns into a moan and not half a minute later Nikki pulls him to the floor completely rolling over so that DJ is pinned to the ground.
“Impatient little brat.” Nikki teased with a smirk playing on his lips at the same pulling DJ’s hands above his head and holding them there with one strong hand.
“I’m not a b-brat.” He stuttered as Nikki bit his neck and he tried to squirm out from under the man above him.
“Hmm…I’m older than you…” bite “so that kind of makes you a brat from my point of view…” another bite “and I’m the one pinning you to the ground so you definitely are…” Nikki got cut off by the unexpected move that DJ pulled to reverse their positions.
“Who’s the brat now?” he smirked a cocky grin.
“Still you.” Nikki leaned up and pecked his lips “As long as I will live you will still be a brat.” He chuckled in his deep husky voice.
To that DJ sat up sitting on Nikki’s thighs and just pouted. Nikki also sat up holding himself up with one hand positioned behind him and used the other to rustle the pouting boys hair, but he just leaned away from the touch.
“What’s wrong kiddo?” but DJ just kept quiet “You know you can tell me whatever is bothering you” he frowned when the other still kept quiet. He lightly pushed away a strand of hair briefly brushing his fingers over DJ’s cheek.
“Sometimes it seems that’s all you see of me…a brat” he stood up heading to the other side of the room to pick up Bone daddy and sighed heavily “lets just get…” he stopped talking as a pair of hands wrapping around his slim waist and a hot breath ghosting over his neck.
“Did you really think I actually see you as a brat?” he whispered while sliding his hand up over DJ’s clothed chest “You of all people should know I adore teasing people,” reaching his chin he pushed the younger males face toward his own “especially you.” Finally claiming the others lips, the kiss was slow and sweet, nibbling at his bottom lip and then gently sliding his tongue over it, as if asking for permission to deepen the kiss. In one quick movement DJ was now facing Nikki. A split second was all it took for the smaller male to be pushed up against the wall behind him, Nikki took the gasp as an opportunity to deepen the kiss, and he slid his tongue into the others mouth being welcomed by a deep moan and a pierced tongue moving right against his. The feel of the surgical steel ball against his tongue never seemed to get boring; to Nikki the feel of the metal object became more and more addicting.
Reluctantly Nikki pulled away taking a much needed breath, but still keeping his gaze on DJ’s clear gray lustful eyes. The gaze alone was enough to drive him insane with need.
“You are just too much to handle.” He leaned in placing small kisses along DJ’s jaw line and slowly moving down his neck right between the ear and shoulder. DJ tilted his head to the side giving Nikki more access to his skin at the same time moaning to the sensation of Nikki sinking his teeth lightly into his neck then leaning back a bit.
“DJ…” but he just kept his eyes shut,”DJ…” Still not moving,”Daren!”
Finally gray eyes snap open only to realize he had just been woken from a dream that was all too real.
“Don’t slack off lets continue practice” Nikki teased picking up his base.
“Yeah…sure…I’ll just go for a quick smoke first.” DJ left the room feeling uneasy after what he had dreamed with the only thought being ‘Why?’
AN: I really do need your opinions on this and if I should continue this so please your comments are the fuel for my creativity.
Author: Dem Shadow (me)
Pairing: DJ Ashba/Nikki Sixx
Rating: PG-13...I guess
Summary: The crazy process of whiting a song...a lot can happen in one sinful mind
Word count: 872
Disclaimer: Everyone in this fic owns his or herself. The song belongs to Sixx A.M. which is "life is beautiful". None of this actually happened. This is all just something that I thought up.
Authors Notes: If I get a positive response I might continue it, but we'll just have to wait and see.
Deadly sins are deadly habits.
Like any free evening, Nikki and DJ Ashba were both in the dim confinement of the ‘creative room’ in the basement of Nikki’s house
„I think we’re finally getting the right feel of this song” Nikki mused as he quickly tried to write down the lyrics in his head while humming along a melody that fit perfectly. DJ took a hold of one of his guitars fast and started to play around with chords to try and match up with the humming of the other. When they both fell in sync Nikki decided to give the song a try.
‘You can’t quit until you try
You can’t live until you die
You can’t learn to tell the truth until you learn to lie
You can’t breathe until you choke
You gotta laugh when you’re the joke
There’s nothing like a funeral to make you feel alive~
Just open your eyes
Just open your eyes
And see that life is beautiful
Will you swear on your life
That no one will cry at my funeral’
At some point DJ had set aside his guitar and sat down on the floor right in front of Nikki who was now continuing the song in his mind by humming the words with his eyes closed. He took this as his chance and closed the distance between them stopping just for a second before placing his lips to Nikkis.
The hum turns into a moan and not half a minute later Nikki pulls him to the floor completely rolling over so that DJ is pinned to the ground.
“Impatient little brat.” Nikki teased with a smirk playing on his lips at the same pulling DJ’s hands above his head and holding them there with one strong hand.
“I’m not a b-brat.” He stuttered as Nikki bit his neck and he tried to squirm out from under the man above him.
“Hmm…I’m older than you…” bite “so that kind of makes you a brat from my point of view…” another bite “and I’m the one pinning you to the ground so you definitely are…” Nikki got cut off by the unexpected move that DJ pulled to reverse their positions.
“Who’s the brat now?” he smirked a cocky grin.
“Still you.” Nikki leaned up and pecked his lips “As long as I will live you will still be a brat.” He chuckled in his deep husky voice.
To that DJ sat up sitting on Nikki’s thighs and just pouted. Nikki also sat up holding himself up with one hand positioned behind him and used the other to rustle the pouting boys hair, but he just leaned away from the touch.
“What’s wrong kiddo?” but DJ just kept quiet “You know you can tell me whatever is bothering you” he frowned when the other still kept quiet. He lightly pushed away a strand of hair briefly brushing his fingers over DJ’s cheek.
“Sometimes it seems that’s all you see of me…a brat” he stood up heading to the other side of the room to pick up Bone daddy and sighed heavily “lets just get…” he stopped talking as a pair of hands wrapping around his slim waist and a hot breath ghosting over his neck.
“Did you really think I actually see you as a brat?” he whispered while sliding his hand up over DJ’s clothed chest “You of all people should know I adore teasing people,” reaching his chin he pushed the younger males face toward his own “especially you.” Finally claiming the others lips, the kiss was slow and sweet, nibbling at his bottom lip and then gently sliding his tongue over it, as if asking for permission to deepen the kiss. In one quick movement DJ was now facing Nikki. A split second was all it took for the smaller male to be pushed up against the wall behind him, Nikki took the gasp as an opportunity to deepen the kiss, and he slid his tongue into the others mouth being welcomed by a deep moan and a pierced tongue moving right against his. The feel of the surgical steel ball against his tongue never seemed to get boring; to Nikki the feel of the metal object became more and more addicting.
Reluctantly Nikki pulled away taking a much needed breath, but still keeping his gaze on DJ’s clear gray lustful eyes. The gaze alone was enough to drive him insane with need.
“You are just too much to handle.” He leaned in placing small kisses along DJ’s jaw line and slowly moving down his neck right between the ear and shoulder. DJ tilted his head to the side giving Nikki more access to his skin at the same time moaning to the sensation of Nikki sinking his teeth lightly into his neck then leaning back a bit.
“DJ…” but he just kept his eyes shut,”DJ…” Still not moving,”Daren!”
Finally gray eyes snap open only to realize he had just been woken from a dream that was all too real.
“Don’t slack off lets continue practice” Nikki teased picking up his base.
“Yeah…sure…I’ll just go for a quick smoke first.” DJ left the room feeling uneasy after what he had dreamed with the only thought being ‘Why?’
AN: I really do need your opinions on this and if I should continue this so please your comments are the fuel for my creativity.