"Lets get this off." He tugged gently on the straps of that little leather pouch smiling broadly. He did glance over at Vars and Viktor before shaking his mane of wild hair.

"As long as he likes getting ridden rough, he'll get a hell of a night."

That nipple pinch brought his attention back with a gasp. The second pinch causing the Fin to jump and giggle. "I'll redden that ass of yours, bitch."

Aarne wasn't offended by the word whore and easily threw the playful insults back. Though, when Joe leaned over the drummer gave him a pair of hard slaps to the ass, one for each cheek. Nails raking over the newly slapped skin while he took the vodka bottle and a huge gulp off booze.

"If you stay bent over I'll have to smack it a few more times."