"Had wife." Vars says it but his eyes turn away instantly. Thinking about her still felt like razorblades inside but he shrugs it off and bottles it up well. "She left because I not abandon band."

He pushed thoughts of Trine away and looked back at Viktor with a huge smirk. "Spanking dull pretty boy's sense." He had pulled lube out of the drawer while Viktor was still dazed. "Fin hide in limo for wanting to whore for bassist."

Vars knew that Aarne had his eyes on Joe for a long time. Like Vars and Viktor it was a matter of two people feeling out of place crashing into someone just like them. He considered the situation and then bit Viktor's cheek.

"Ever fuck sitting in lap?" He asks around his still fevered breath. "Easier for man not used to cock."