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ok so now I know where he gets it

TOMMY LEE PHOTODUMP💋

HE KNOWS

ATTENTION. THIS IS NOT A DRILL. NEW CRÜE MUSIC IN THE YEAR OF OUR LORD 2024

Someone who knows anything about Hanoi Rocks, pls educate me, I wanna script a Hanoi Rocks dr so bad to date Razzle but I don't know shit 😭

My Rocks? Hanoi.

My tallic? Meta.

Innocence || Tommy Lee

[Tommy Lee x Fem!Virgin!Reader]

Summary: The reader and her boyfriend, Tommy, make-out session turns into reader riding his thigh

Warnings: SMUT, slight innocence kink, thigh riding, praise kink?

A/N: yet again I wrote the actual smut first and then the beginning of it is shit cause I was rushing it. Probably won’t write that much detailed smut anymore because it’s a lot of pressure (unless someone makes a request that I just have to do)

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You sat closely to Tommy on the sofa as you both enjoyed the after party, him more than you. You had never been to a proper party before you met your boyfriend and you still weren’t exactly sure how you were meant to act, so you would stick to the drummers side.

You were growing bored so you started to play with the ends of his hair. “You okay, babe?” He turns to face you.

“Mhm,” you hum as you lean closer to him as you start to attack his neck with soft kisses, “Bit bored though.”

“Oh that’s no good,” a smile grows on his face, “cmon then.”

He grabbed your hand and lead you to his bedroom where he sat down onto the bed and ushered you to straddle him. The drummer wrapped his arms around your waist and smiled stupidly at you.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” You giggled.

“Can’t help it,” he sighs, “you’re just so fucking beautiful.”

Heat spread across your face as you pulled him into a passionate kiss.

One of your hands were placed on his cheek, pulling him impossibly close to you, and the other ran through his unruly hair. All the loud sounds from the other room were blocked out for the both of you and the only noises you focused on were the soft grunts and heavy breathing.

You were doing no more than innocent kissing but you felt an ache in your core that you so desperately wanted Tommy to take care of. You couldn’t explain it.

You two hadn’t taken that next step, he would be your first time and he knew that so he wanted to take things slow because he had never felt this much love for anyone but you. He wanted to make it clear that he loved you for you and not for your body. But you needed something, anything.

Your hands move to grip his shoulders tightly and you pulled him in close as time went on, beginning to grind your core down against one of his thighs. You thought you were being subtle enough, but of course he felt it. 

He pulled away and looked down at you with a smug smirk. “What are you doing, babe?” He asked softly, having no intention to embarrass you but your cheeks flushed red again regardless and your eyes just couldn’t seem to meet his no matter how hard you tried. “Did that feel good?” He promoted, wanting an answer out of you before he took it any further. 

“Yes,” you admit, finally looking up at him to find his eyes blown wide with lust and all of his focus on you. 

“Keep going, just like this,” he told you, his large hands coming down to your hips to move you himself, dragging your core back and forth. “Have you ever done this before with your pillows?” He asked gently. 

The only answer you could give the drummer was a shake of your head, all of your focus on trying to keep quiet and control yourself as much as you could. 

“You’ll like this, baby. I promise. I’m gonna make you feel so good,” he told you, before latching his lips down on your neck, right on a spot that made your core drip, soaking your underwear. You trembled in his arms, your breath hitching as you fought to contain a moan but he wasn’t having it. “Let me hear you. I wanna be the first one to hear those pretty little noises,” he told you, coaxing you into letting go. 

All it took was that lick of confidence to get you going, not holding back the whimpers and moans that were spilling from your lips as the friction of your clit sent wave after wave of pleasure through your body. “Feels so good,” you told him weakly, the coil in your stomach already beginning to tighten. 

“Good girl. You’re doing so good for me, baby. I love hearing those noises,” he praised, the confidence in you only skyrocketing with his words. 

You both kept on like that for a few minutes, with him giving you encouragements and praise until you were trembling and so, so close to release.

“Tommy, I- I’m,” you began to stutter out, unable to control your words through your moans. 

“Cum all over my thigh, Y/N. You’re gonna look even more pretty when you cum,” he mused, his hands taking back over to grind you down hard on his thigh. 

You came with a cry of his name on your lips, shaking and tense until you crashed down onto his chest. He was quick to rearrange you so you were sitting sideways on his lap, not wanting to overstimulate you, and wrapped his arms around you. 

“You did so good. And you were so fucking pretty when you came like that. All for me,” he said gently, a hand trailing up and down your spine until your breathing evened out. 

“Do you want me to…?” you asked hesitantly when you finally looked up, referencing the bulge left unattended in his leather pants.

“No it’s okay, babe. This was all for you,” he told you with an easy smile before he brought you back in to kiss you softly, “we’ll try more stuff another day.”

“I love you,” you state.

“I love you too,” he places a soft kiss to your forehead.

“We can try tomorrow maybe,” you shoot him a mischievous grin.

“Tomorrow it is,” the drummer chuckles as he hugs you closer to his chest.

What happens once you kill yourself? Because I'm ready to go.

You wanna know what happens once you kill yourself? Your mother comes home from work and finds her baby dead and she screams and runs over to you and tries to get you to wake up but you won’t and she keeps screaming and shaking you and her tears are dripping onto your face and your dad hears all the screaming and runs into the room and he can’t even speak because the child that he loved and the child that he watched grow up is gone forever and finally your little sister runs into the room to see what all the fuss is about and she sees you dead. The person she looked up to and loved. The person she bragged about to  her friends, the person she wanted to be just like when she grew up, the person that made her feel safe. But she’s never really going to get to grow up and smile and laugh and love because she’ll always be consumed with this feeling of missing you. And now there’s something missing from your family and they can barely look at each other anymore because everything reminds them of you but you’re gone and hurts more than anything. and you think that your mom never cared because she was always busy and yelling at you to finish your homework and clean your room and forgot to say I love you sometimes but really, she loved you more than anything and she doesn’t leave the house anymore, she can’t even get out of bed and she’s getting thinner and thinner because it’s too hard to eat. Your father had to quit his job and he doesn’t sleep anymore, every time he closes his eyes he sees his baby dead, and the image never goes away no matter how much alcohol he drinks. And at school your best friend sees that your seat is empty and she gets this sick feeling in her stomach and that’s when she hears the announcement. You killed yourself. And suddenly she’s screaming and crying in the middle of class and no one even bothers comforting because they’re all  busy sitting there staring at your empty seat with tears dripping down their cheeks and all she wants is for you to hug her and tell her it’s gonna be okay like you always did, but this time, you’re not there to do it, everything is dark now that you’re gone and her grades are slipping, she barely goes to school anymore and she ended up in hospital after taking too many pills because she wanted to see you again. the girls who used to make fun of the way you dressed feel their throats get tight, they don’t talk to each other anymore, they don’t talk to anyone, they’re all in therapy trying so hard not to blame themselves but nothing works. and your teacher who always gave you a hard time stares blankly at the wall, she quits her job a few days later. And then your boyfriend hears the news and he can’t breathe, he still calls you a lot just to hear your voice and he talks to you on facebook but you never message him back, he can’t fall in love again because every girl he meets reminds him of you, he’s never going to get over you, he loved you and he cries himself to sleep every night, hating himself and slicing his skin because he couldn’t save you and he’s never going to hold you in his arms or hear you laugh again. Now everyone who knew you, whether they were a big part of your life or someone you passed in the hallway a few times a week, they carry this aching feeling around inside them because you’re gone, and they miss you, and they don’t know why you left but it must’ve been their fault and they should’ve stopped you and they should’ve told you they loved you more and that feeling is never going to go away. And so you killed yourself

but you killed everyone else around you too. 

❤️ Its late and I really wanted to make a set about one of my favorite videos ever ❤️

Mötley Crüe MTV Halloween special