The Terror Tour

[ziggyplayedguitar]

[Continued from here]

Ziggy was happy to bring everyone out to a upscale bar in New York City. This was a celebration of all three bands coming together for a tour. It was going to be rowdy and certainly blow up social norms. He loved it and the others did as much as he did.

The Hammers, The Hell's Angels, and The Spiders from Mars were going to bond over booze and food at The Plunge. Bar, restaurant and rooftop pool with a DJ. It was everything they needed to unwind. He left Mick for a moment once free of the elevator to call up Jack. He was all too willing to bring up a gang of boys and girls and some of the more androgynous Diamond Dogs for the evening. Food and booze on Ziggy and the other bands to pay for their own wants or needs. There would be a whole group of punk and glam Dogs here soon, all young in the 18-25 range which was suitable since that was around all the bands' ages too. Then he went to rejoin Mick and get a drink.

Gloria walked slowly with Weird, worried but glad they were free of the elevator.

"Do you want me to get my own bed?" Rik teased between laughs when he was questioned about his decision to stay in the other guitarist's room. He leaned in whispering. "I like sleeping with you, in any bed."

He giggles as he's pulled out of the elevator, slipping away to wrap his arms around Billy as they walk. It's awkward and he's laughing but this is what was missing for months now.

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[shutyour_frettingmouth]

The young drummer smiled at the pat as he drank his drink. The rough accent was hard to understand but he could make out what Vars was saying. So many drunken Scandinavians in one room! Laughing softly, Zack nodded to the bassist's question.

"Yeah. He just likes doing it to show off mainly. He is skilled with fire though. I once saw him throw a molotov through a cop shop window and it set fire to the office inside. This was from another building across the street."

It seemed the Angel's loved their band leader's pyromania. He was glad Vars was offering him drinks because now Viktor was coming over to their table, laughing and drunk. He ruffled Var's hair playfully then grabbed onto Zack's arm, pulling him towards the bar. The young drummer giggling but going with the flow. What harm could it do?

"Everyone, get Zack a drink. I think he's still fucking sober!"

Joe smirking as he threw a bottle of Jack towards Viktor from across the bar. Lucky it didn't smash or hit anyone, as Viktor caught it and then uncorked the bottle, swigging some himself before thrusting it into Zack's hands. The boy looked unsure but drank some anyway.

Then loud giggling from above in the pool as it sounded like someone was having their naked ass slapped. Well, that last five seconds. Mick just smirking as he kissed Ziggy's lips.

"Another drink or five? Alright, love. I'll be back soon."

Mick left to walk towards the bar, meeting Joe and bumping shoulders with the tall bloke. Fuck, he was tall. Over 6" and that hair. Bloody crazy. Joe winked at Mick and pressed a kiss to his cheek before moving to talk to Billy. The blond froze and blushed. He wasn't used to the affection. Shrugging, he ordered Ziggy five "Cock Suckers" and brought them back to their table without dropping any. His long fingers and large hands helping with it.

Joe, now with Billy, whispered something to his band mate in his ear. The guitarist laughed and then informed Rik on the prank before grabbing some ice from the bucket and loading both hands up with it as he sneaked behind Viktor. Winking to Rik, he then pulled the singer's pants open and emptied his icy load into the punk's pants. Viktor screamed loudly.

"Fuck!---What the fuck! Who did this! Ahhhh!---cold---shit--"

Billy hid behind a seat and stayed quiet.

[riff_razor]

Vars nodded to the description. "Never the fire bug, but fighting."

Vars was more of a scrapper than a pyromaniac. Clear when Viktor ruffs up his spikey hair and Vars hauls back and punches the singer in the shoulder. It's hard but done with a bit of smirk that says it isn't a serious fight.

Aarne laughs at the tossed booze bottle. He's drinking fast and getting trashed. Then the bassist is leaving and kissing on Ziggy's man. That gets a frown of disappointment from the drummer who goes back to sucking on the bottle he has.

Ziggy laughs at the pile of drinks Mick brings over and gives him a kiss on the cheek before taking one for himself.

Rik is already laughing and it only gets worse when he is told what is about to happen. Anything that gets at Viktor is good. He has to lean on the bar to keep himself up right, sides hurting and no sign he's going to stop laughing. Aarne takes Rik's cocktail glass, now empty, and fills it with whiskey for the Dane. Even Vars is laughing now, watching the chaos while drinking. This was fantastic.

Rik, still laughing walks by Viktor and slyly sticks a cocktail umbrella in his hair on his way to where Billy is.

[hellfire_andfury]

Zack starts laughing when Viktor gets ice chucked into his pants by Billy. Of course this was bound to happen. The band members picking to prank their singer because they could. The young drummer now walking over to Rik, pouring the Dane some whiskey into his already near full glass. Just to be friendly and to meet some of the other Scandinavians. The Hammers were a nice bunch of guys.

"For you. Nice hair by the way. How do you get it big like that? Mine just goes curly when I brush it."

Viktor then bashed into Zack whilst pulling ice cubes out of his pants, throwing them at Joe and managing to hit Aarne with them too. Everyone was fair game. Even Mick felt one fly past the back of his head. Frowning, he suddenly had flashbacks and flinched. The whole bottle incident clear in his memory. Pushing out bad thoughts he sat next to Ziggy and slipped his arm around, nuzzling close. Fuck that blockhead.

The punk was now getting another bottle of whiskey, Jim Beam, and unscrewing the cap, downing half the contents before pulling out his lighter. He then flicked it open, belching with a mouth full of booze, creating a long thin fire stream. All the Angels laughed and Viktor slapped Joe on the back.

"Who wants to see some naked ass?"

Viktor was gone. He pulled down his pants and flashed his bare ass to all. Making sure he wiggled it towards the top table where Tom and Aletayria were sitting. Of course. Billy just rolled his eyes and then came from hiding to wrap his arms around his drunken Dane.

Poor Rik. He could barely stand.

"Are you ok, smukke?"

[midnight_devil]

Rik stared at the glass getting filled up to near spilling so he had to sip it. He hadn't spoken to Zack much but he brightens when he mentions his hair. "I was born this way. When I brush it, it just gets bigger."

Then there's chaos, of course. Rik catches Zack the best he can as he gets shoved. Aarne grabbed an entire handful of ice from behind the counter and threw it back at Viktor. Ziggy frowned when Mick was hit and held him, soothing him with empathy while kissing his temple.

Vars had been just laughing until the singer flashed another man's woman, and another person's mom, his bare ass. The Norse punk downed his drink and came up giving the drunk bastard a shove. The kind that said he was about to take control.

"You Kronidiot!" The Scandinavians got crazy but there were social norms even they followed. "Shaking your ass at another man's wife. Going to get clocked by the old man."

Vars had seen the disappointed scowl from Tom and had a feeling that the old man could lay shit down if needed.

Rik wrapped an arm around Billy when he came out and answered the question with a kiss that is hot for public. Yeah, he's drunk but not shitfaced or about to pass out, not yet anyway.

[hellfire_andfury]

Zack nodded and looked up at the Dane's impressive hairdo. It really was quite wild and there wasn't an ounce of hairspray on it at all. Amazing. Drinking some whiskey out of the bottle Viktor gave him, he coughed and spluttered a bit, not used to drinking straight liquor. He wiped his mouth then blushed. Then, more ice came Viktor's way in the form of the Fin throwing it at him.

Viktor then felt Vars shove him. The punk pulled his pants back up and shoved Vars back, smirking, offering up the finger and grabbing Zack's bottle of whiskey and downing more.

"What's that, you cock licker? I didn't understand you. You just said you like sucking balls? Did you hear that everyone? Vars is a ball sucker!"

The punk shoved Vars once more and then laughed. He was too far gone to care what Vars said to him about not mooning someone's wife and mother. Fuck that. He was here to have fun! That cocky Norwegian could stick a cock up his ass. Billy frowned. He could sense Viktor starting to lose control so had to act. Glancing towards Joe, he nodded.

Joe leaping from across the bar and grabbing a cold towel, throwing it into Viktor's face.

"Calm down, you wanker. No fights tonight. We're here to drink, get smashed and fuck around."

He patted Vars on the shoulder and offered the Norwegian a smile, hoping he would understand his singer's ways.

[midnight_devil]

Rik laughed and patted the Brit as he sputtered. He'd been there before with something or another that he had been given.

Vars barely budged when shoved because he was prepared and watching the face of the singer's father. He snorts though at the insults. "EH.. you wish then you wouldn't have to spend your night blistering your own palms."

Vars nodded to the tall bassist but pointed at Tom who was glaring fire. "Not me that will set him to ass on the floor. That man survived dead of space. Your singer will take a nap if he gets out of his chair."

[wherewere_thespiders]

Viktor snorted at that but could see Ziggy's old man and how pissed he looked. Best not make an even bigger fool of himself and get his ass whooped by a fifty year old. Tom did look pretty tough even if he was middle-aged. The punk laughed and slapped Vars on the back going up to the bar to get himself a bottle of vodka. His favourite. The towel on the face seemed to slap him back to his senses. For a moment or two. Billy almost letting out a sigh of relief.

Weird turning to Gloria, squeezing her hand gently wondering if she would like another drink. Glancing around he offered Tom and Aletayria a smile too before getting up.

"What can I get you, Gloria? Tom, Aletayria? Would you like something?"

The bassist being the responsible one compared to the almighty trashfire burning by the bar area. He knew he'd have to enter it to reach the bar. Hopefully no one would kiss him or pull his side burns. Some of those crazy tall blokes looked smashed out of their melons.

[midnight_devil]

Vars laughed at the pat on the back and wrapped an arm over the singer's shoulder. Obviously the pushing and insults meant little this time. "Come, let's have drinks now that you're not stupid."

He's happy to drink with the other guy after a spat to get things back to normal.

Tom sighed and just tried to diffuse his annoyance with a smile. "Stay, we can order from the table. Dinner?"

He's already waving the bartender over to the table. Tom knows better than to navigate the crazy drummer drunk on the bar.

[wherewere_thespiders]

Viktor smirked at the arm over his shoulder. He was thinking that the Norwegian would punch him but he didn't. Even a wrestling fight would have been ok in Viktor's books since the man loved to rough house. The insults and pushing were just the Brit being drunk and boisterous. No harm was intended.

"I'm never stupid, spiky. How do you get your hair like that? Hairspray?"

The singer sporting a rather messy mullet but liking his hair none the less. It was punk and he liked the style. As for Vars? The man rocked a nice punk hairdo as well. He wasn't such a cock-licker after all. Jumping up over the bar, Viktor grabbed a bottle of Stoli and unscrewed it, offering Vars the first drink.

Billy made wolf whistling noises towards Viktor as he playfully began tickling Rik under his chin. Was Viktor finally chatting someone up? Was this actually happening? In his punky macho way?

Weird nodded and was grateful they had waiter service. Fuck it if he was going to risk his nice suit getting ruined by the punks. That tall bloke was trouble. He'd already kissed Mick on the cheek. Dinner sounded perfect as he offered Gloria a peck on the cheek.

"Dinner sounds good."

[midnight_devil]

Vars could easily get into a fight that meant nothing but it seemed everyone else was out for fun rather than a fight. In general, he's easy going and rarely as crazy as his bandmates.

"Put on your ass by a fifty year old man pulling off your trousers, might?" Vars was laughing partially at the singer but mostly with him. "No. Knox and glue."

That was the punk secret that no one knew.. the spikes that never failed and were impervious to rain were gelatin and glue. It was a strange thing among them but it worked. He nods to the bottle and takes the first drink before sliding up on the stool beside the singer.

After the wolf whistle he just holds a middle finger up to Aarne before he even says anything which has the drummer laughing.

Rik is also lauhing from the tickle. Though the Dane is also trying to drink down the whiskey before spilling it. His eyes falling on Zack he hands him the glass, since now he has no drink. Viktor took the bottle away.

Once the tender is over he gives them menus and prepares to take drink orders. These were teh civilized among the mess here tonight.

[hellfire_andfury]

If Vars got into a playfight then Viktor would gladly join in, scrambling around on the floor with the Norwegian or throwing him over the bar top for fun. The problem with Viktor is that sometimes he didn't know when to stop and his band mates often had to step in. Joe grinning and necking down some more Jack before turning to Aarne, sliding an arm around the taller man's neck, shoving the neck of the bottle at him.

Viktor smirked and shook his head at Vars' words.

"I'm not a fucking idiot. Billy told me that the old man's been in space. Gilly told his older brother and then word got around. You'd better not mess with Major Tom."

The punk eyed up the ex-astronaut and knew going out into space took guts and balls. The man had both. Glancing up at Vars' impressive hair, Viktor smirked and took the vodka bottle and took a long glug or two, laughing as he wiped his mouth. How tough was the bassist?

"Want to arm wrestle with me, Spiky?"

Billy giggled as he then kissed Rik on the lips, almost passionately, pushing him back into a soft chair and sitting in his lap. The Brit was trashed and was wanting to nuzzle into that thick hair.

[midnight_devil]

Aarne laughed at the bottle in his face and took a drink but didn't swallow. Instead he leaned in, kissing the Brit and sharing the mouth full of booze with him.

Vars laughed and got his own drink after handing the bottle back to the Brit. "Not only. He was stuck for weeks and survived."

Vars had respect for a lot of things. A man who could survive something that was supposed to be instant death and keep his wits, that was the kind of man you wanted to keep on your side at all costs. He took his whiskey and a drink before laughing.

"You want to lose?" The Norwegian challenged with a big grin. It was better fun than all out fight where someone or something might get broken.

Rik pulled Billy in, sliding his hands under his jacket instead of around the outside. He's drunk and has lost all the thoughts of being embarrassed in public. If Ronno could do it in public, why couldn't he?

[hellfire_andfury]

Joe was trashed and slid his hand around the back of Aarne's head to keep him there while he kissed the taller man. Fuck, it was hot! He wanted more so broke off and then shoved Aarne back against the bar, pressing against him whilst tipping booze onto his mouth.

Viktor was smirking at the two men's displays but was more interested in what Vars had to say now. Mostly about Tom getting stuck up in space. Fuck. What a thing to go through. No wonder the guy was tough as fucking nails. He could have died up there. Swigging some more vodka, Viktor grinned.

"Not on your life, Spiky. Let's see who the bigger man is."

The Brit put his bottle down and then removed his shirt so that he was topless, baring his many scars and burns from fights before. Not only that but he was quite stocky and well-built with a muscled torso and arms. Placing his right arm out on his elbow, he offered Vars a wink.

Billy knew his Dane was trashed because Rik was now touching his chest up. His nipples peaking at the touch and he began giggling. This side of the Dane he hadn't seen much. A trashed Rik.

"You want to touch me, smukke?"

[midnight_devil]

Aarne laughed and pulled the Brit along before wrapping his mouth over the tipped bottle. Thought hat doesn't last long. Soon he's shoving it away. Hand grabbing Joe's ass, the drummer yanks him in for another kiss.

"Your ass to lose." Vars isn't shy and pulls his jacket off. He's built from playing and working on cars and motorcycles in his off time. He does have a large scar down his arm from a knife and several others, though they are much smaller. Vars set his elbow too, ready to thrash the Brit singer.

Rik looked up at Billy, eyes hazy and hungry. "Yes."

Pulling him back in, Rik's hand slips out of his coat and down suggestively between his thighs. The Dane is getting interested in a lot more than touching.

[hellfire_andfury]

Joe just smirks greedily, clearly wanting more as he leaned into the kiss, wrapping his arms around Aarne and shoving him back playfully. It seemed the twins were getting on rather well with one another.

As for Viktor and Vars---they were about to have an arm wrestling match and the Brit was offering up a boastful gaze towards the Norwegian. Who would win? It would be a test of strength as well as a test of character. Viktor hated losing. Yet, he was starting to warm up to Vars in a good way. The man had attitude.

"Ready?"

He readied his arm and waited for the other man to get into position. Grabbing his booze bottle with his spare hand, Viktor downed some drink then got back to the game. Then, loud giggling erupted from upstairs. Jesus...Gilly and Hunter.

Billy himself was now near giggling as he kissed Rik on the lips and then gasped when he felt the Dane's hand touching him down at his thighs. Was his lover getting horny? Maybe the booze was affecting him? Whatever it was Billy wanted more of it, sliding his own hand around to cup Rik's ass.

Mick and Ziggy in the corner enjoying one another's company and drinking quite a few cocktails. The blond was getting drunk and he was now near leaning on Ziggy, nuzzling into his neck, giggling a little.

[midnight_devil]

Aarne let out a little noise and a laugh as he's shoved back into the bar. The Fin all too willing to continue kissing the bassist. He slides up to sit on the bar and wraps his legs around Joe's waist, locking his ankles and pulls him in. Then he's kissing and sliding his fingers into all that crazy hair.

"Born ready." He settles his elbow and takes Viktor's hand, the other he slaps the Brit in the temple while he's drinking. "... knock little punks like you."

He's laughing and knows how funny it is since he is much shorter than the singer. He has the flash of Hunter but all the rough around the edges of Viktor with a cocky self-assurance to match it. While waiting for Viktor to start trying to push his hand to the table he picks up his drink with the other hand and downs it in one go.

Rik gasped when he felt Billy's hands sliding under his ass. He wasn't just getting horny, but also hard, something his tight black jeans did nothing to hide. The hand keeps working up to press between the Brit's thighs, stroking Billy's crotch. The Dane's trashed and this was one reason he didn't drink much. He got loose and too eager, here though, he was safe to get this drunk. He trusted Billy and the others to not take advantage of him... unless he wanted it. That was exactly what he wanted from his lover.

Ziggy can feel the rising sexual tension in the room. Even his mother is effected and has her hand sliding along her husband's thigh. Ziggy though leans in to Mick to kiss his neck. Slowly sliding up into his guitarist's lap. The mood of the room feeding into the Anthean's arousal, and it would probably hit a feedback loop with the others. Ziggy feeling their emotions, his own rising and projecting.

[hellfire_andfury]

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.

[riff_razor]

Aarne could feel the want in how Joe was touching him. The bassist was hot and all too eager and the drummer loved every moment of it. He slid his hands all the way down Joe's body to his waist and started pushing off whatever he's wearing on the top.

"You want a fuck pretty boy?" Aarne asks before kissing and then nipping Joe beneath the ear, partially to just bury his face in all that hair.



Vars laughed as Viktor started to push on his arm. The bassist locking his arm in place, not pushing just resisting. Tapping his empty glass on the table he got it refilled while the singer tried to wrestle his arm down. "Thought you strong but you're like a child."

Vars is of course working hard to keep his arm upright. The taunts there just to infuriate the singer. He'd noticed the man's pride and love of winning.


Rik was getting drunker as they sat there. All the booze he had chugged down starting to hit his system. Rik gasped at the nip to his ear and flushed red while his hips pushed up.

"Let's go." Rik was ready for anything and wanted Billy to fuck him senseless. With such a posh bar there was probably a lounge between the outer doors and the bathroom with a nice couch. The Dane wasn't even thinking about that. All that was on his mind was Billy stripping him down.


Ziggy rocked his hips in Mick's lap, moaning at the caress across his abdomen. Taking a ragged breath he whispered to Mick. "If you get in my lap, like I'm in yours, you could get more than your fingers in me."

The wild energy in the room and the rising lust hit Ziggy driving his breath to start panting. His empathy broadcastng loudly as Mick bucked under him.

[shutyour_frettingmouth]

Joe laughed when he felt those fingers tug at his shirt, helping the Fin pull his t-shirt up over his head, revealing his tattooed arms and toned chest. Pulling Aarne into a passionate kiss, he was then breaking off and reaching for a bottle of Jack, swigging half the bottle before wiping his mouth.

"Do you, sexy? Show me what you've got. Strip."

It was an obvious goad, since Joe was a trashfire and he wanted to see Aarne strip behind the bar. He was surely trashed enough to want to do it. That and he was horny as fuck just like Joe.

Viktor frowned and shook some of his hair out of his face as he arm wrestled Vars. The man was strong but the punk wasn't going to give up. Fuck, was he. He steeled himself as he aimed to push on his opponent's arm, whilst using his spare to snatch a bottle of vodka, downing some in large gulps. If Vars could drink and arm wrestle so could Viktor.

"I'm no fucking child."

Billy erupted in an amused giggle as Rik actually wanted to go along with his idea of a bathroom fuck. It was sexy and the Brit wanted it. He wanted his Dane naked and pressed against the cool bathroom tiles. That, or they could fuck on a soft couch if there was one inside the luxury bathroom.

"I want that ass of yours, smukke."

Squeezing it gently, Billy the slid his hand into Rik's as they walked into the restroom, not caring who saw them. Everyone was pretty much drunk so who cared. As soon as they entered the bathroom, Billy pushed Rik against the wall and started kissing him passionately, fiddling with his jeans belt.

In the corner Mick was horny as fuck as he kissed and nibbled Ziggy's lips. Shifting, he then slowly moved so that it was him in his girlfriend's lap. Groaning with a raging hard-on the blond pulled down his pants and slipped them past his ankles onto the floor. He was now just left in his black boxer shorts which were outlining his hard cock.

"I want you, love."

He pressed another kiss to Ziggy's lips and caressed his fingers over his lover's pouch once more. The panting just wound Mick up even more, as he slipped his boxers down and was now naked, since he was shirtless to begin with. Did he care? Nope. He was trashed and horny.

Rik and Billy

[riff_razor]

Rik almost tripped when Billy grabbed his ass, from the shock and the pleasure of it. Taking the Brit's hand he follows him right into the restroom lounge. Moaning, he shoved his hips into his lover and reached down to start undoing Billy's pants.

"I want you, kæreste." the Dane purred into his lover's ear.

Re: Rik and Billy

[shutyour_frettingmouth]

That trip got Billy giggling as they entered the restroom lounge just pleased to get out of the public eye as Rik set to undoing his lover's pants. The Brit wanted out of his clothes fast so assisted the Dane in fumbling his own fingers around the zippers and buttons, quickly sliding his pants down his legs.

"I want you too, smukke. I don't know what you said but it sounds hot."

Every word of Danish that spilled from Rik's lips was hot to Billy, whatever it might be. Pushing the taller man back against the tiles, he stole a kiss to Rik's lips, whilst groaning with pleasure when his clothed cock rubbed against his lover's thigh. Fuck, was he hard.

Vars and Viktor

[midnight_devil]

Vars laughed at Viktor as he struggled. Sure the punk's arm was shaking with the effort because the Brit was inherently stronger but Vars has stamina from all the work he did on cars and motorcycles.

"You not strong as a man." He kept on taunting, loving the way he could see the words riling the other man up as they struggled against each other.

Aarne and Joe

[suomi_thunder]

Aarne laughed as he tossed the shirt aside and snatching the bottle of Jack from the the bassist. After a big drink he tugs at Joe's pants. "I want to see the merchandise, too."

Aarne pulls off his jacket and the lacy shirt he has under it. Aside from the "sleazy" on his left forearm he also has colored stars over both shoulders and down his back as well as a reindeer on the right shoulder. He's also pierced; navel and surely Joe has noticed the tongue by now. He kicked off his boots and then waited, smirking and brow up to see if the bassist would take some more off.

The big people table.

[drkenison]

Tom leaned in and kissed Aletayria at the same time Gloria leaned in and kissed Weird's cheek. Jack just laughing because he could feel the changes in the atmosphere.

Food was arriving though and that was a distraction. from the atmosphere.

Ziggy and Mick

[ziggyplayedguitar]

Ziggy started stroking his lover's newly bared skin. It got his breath ragged and quick.

"Fuck me, Mick." Ziggy was winding up. There was a flurry of sexual energy in the building and was driving Ziggy wild. He's open, wet and pushing into his lover, wanting and eager and not caring at all about how loud either of them got. The whole place felt like madness to Ziggy.