ziggyplayedguitar | The Terror Tour

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.

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.

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.

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.

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 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.

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.

"It..." Rik couldn't answer, cut off by the moan when his back came in contact with the wall. He pressed into that kiss with complete abandon. He's way too drunk and horny to think about anything else.

"In English.. ummm... Fuck, take the rest of this off." Rik starts pushing at anything else Billy still has on. "...uh... Loverboy?" He manages between panted breaths and biting on Billy's neck. The aching need for their bare skin to be pressed together turning the breaths to little gasps.

"In English....ummm....fuck, take the rest of this off?"

Billy just snorted in amusement at Rik's obvious arousal and need. Was the Brit teasing the Dane a little? Oh yes. It was only lightly since they were both as horny as one another, perhaps Rik more but Billy was fine with this. His fingers worked on the rest of his lover's clothes, pulling off layers, sliding belts through pants loops and shoving things down.

"Loverboy?"

That got another giggle out of the Brit, who was now naked, having divulged himself of his layers and was once again pushing Rik against the cool tiles. Loverboy? That just sounded cute.

"I want to fuck you, smukke."

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