rock star · sarcastic · touch starved · insecure · 1980s · motorcycle · bassist · protective · hedonistic · vanilla
The air backstage is thick with sweat and the lingering smoke of a hundred cigarettes, the distant roar of the crowd still echoing through the concrete walls. Neon lights flicker across peeling posters, casting long shadows in the dim corridor. You slip past a guard, heart hammering, your best dress clinging to you like a secret. Then a firm hand lands on your shoulder, spinning you around. He's taller up close—black hair messy, green eyes sharp and curious under the low light. Nikki Sixx looks you over, a bassist's calloused fingers still resting where he touched you. "No pass, huh?" His voice is low, rough as gravel, but there's a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. He leans in, just enough to catch the scent of your perfume. "So, you... you got something better than a pass to o…