Joe loved that little noise that Aarne made as he giggled slightly seeing the drummer get shoved back into the bar. This was just too good. As he was kissed, the bassist groaned as he felt the taller man wrap his legs around him, locking his ankles. The fingers through the hair pulled a pleased moan from Joe, who was becoming more aroused by the second. He wanted Aarne.

"Is that so? Show me, Spiky."

Viktor grinned and then felt the bassist's hand slap his temple whilst drinking. Laughing softly, the singer then got ready to aim to slam Vars' arm down onto the bar top. Fuck if he was losing to the Norwegian. Viktor gripped his opponent's hand and then began pushing, using his upper body strength and shoulder muscles, aiming to topple Vars' arm.

Billy knew they couldn't do more than make out here since they were in front of everyone. Fuck, but he was hard with Rik's hand caressing his crotch. The Dane was so trashed he wasn't even caring that other people were watching. It was hot but Billy wasn't about to drop his pants right in front of his band mates and the others. Biting Rik's ear, he rasped;

"Not here, smukke. Everyone is watching. How about we go to the bathroom?"

Surely, no one would follow them there?

Mick slid his arms around Ziggy's waist the Anthean climbed into his lap. This is what he wanted. Looking up with heavy-lidded eyes, the blond licked his lips and bucked up slightly with a half-erection between his legs. Did he want Ziggy? Fuck yes. It seemed the environment had shifted from crazy to everyone becoming horny due to booze and rising sexual tension. The guitarist's fingers slowly caressing over his lover's pouch as he ground upwards.