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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[hellfire_andfury]

"Is that my nickname now? Pretty boy? You might want to save that for your man Barbie singer."

Viktor laughed at the slap and pushed himself up off the floor and dusted himself down, walking over the broken pieces of wood which used to be a table. How much more furniture would they smash tonight? Punching Vars on the shoulder, Viktor liked the idea of borrowing Stardust's limo because one glance over to the dark corner told the singer that Ziggy was too busy right now getting stuffed with Blondie's cock.

"Let's go, mate."

Before leaving, Viktor grabbed some bottles of vodka from the bar and passed one to Vars so they had something to drink back to the hotel. No way would they ride getting sobered up. That would fucking suck.

[midnight_devil]

Vars laughs and shakes his head. "Hunter has girly man to give him names."

There's something hidden in how Vars is talking about it. Pretty boy wasn't Vars giving a nickname so much as it was a statement of finding the Brit attractive, and it seemed to piss him off which made it even better.

Vars turns around and gives Viktor a shoulder punch in return. Robert was collecting himself and already walking toward the elevator. Vars takes one of the bottles so he can immediately open it. All the wrestling around had made him thirsty. He's drinking while walking to the elevator.

[hellfire_andfury]

"I bet they call each other kinky names in bed."

Viktor was becoming even more drunk as he drank out of the vodka bottle he stole from the bar. It seemed the Brit wasn't the only one who was thirsty after their little wrestling match on the bar floor. The Norwegian was fucking hot and Viktor could see that, not that he would admit to anything like that. This was still a dominance battle to him.

Stardust's driver was a decent bloke to take them back to the hotel. The limo wasn't bad either since it was fucking huge inside and had it's own booze, except that all got drank by the greedy bastards getting to the bar. Still, they had vodka and Viktor knew Vars probably had more bottles back at his hotel room. Grabbing the other punk by the hair, he pulled Var's head back and kissed his cheek playfully. The Brit then punched the elevator button and laughed.

[midnight_devil]

"Least he has person in bed to give kinky name to."

Vars gave the other punk a shove in the shoulder while he was drinking from the bottle. The dynamic between them is riling the Norwegian up in more than one way.

The laugh is echoed by the Norwegian and when the doors open he shoves Viktor headlong into the elevator. Stepping in he hits the button and then is immediately trying to pin the taller singer's back against the wall.

Robert saw that the punks were up to and turned to the stairs. There was no way in hell he was getting into an enclosed space with those two right now.

[hellfire_andfury]

Viktor didn't answer that because he hadn't slept with anyone for months now and had just been a moody bastard about it. The truth was he just hadn't wanted to sleep with anyone since getting arrested the last time with the bike gang. Yeah, he might have fucked around a bit at clubs and bars but nothing serious. It was mostly punk girls but he preferred punk boys overall like this one.

He laughed when he felt Vars shove him headlong into the opening elevator. Stopping himself with his outstretched palms, he turned and went to grab the bassist around the waist but was now pinned against the wall.

"Fuck!--"

Viktor reached out and grabbed Vars by the hair once more pulling the bassist's head back and offering a bite to his collarbone. Dirty fighting in the elevator? Yep. A good thing Robert was now taking the stairs.

[midnight_devil]

Vars wasn't quite fighting any more but he also wasn't submitting. The bite got a groan from the punk who shoved his whole body against Viktor while grabbing a handful of hair. As soon as Viktor lets go of that bite Vars pulls him into a kiss; full, aggressive with tongue and bites.

This isn't about Viktor losing at something anymore. Vars wants to fuck and Viktor is making him insane with lust by continually fighting with him.

[hellfire_andfury]

Viktor didn't like submitting and wanted to be the man on top all the time since he didn't want to be seen as a pussy. Yet, being with Vars was different. It was like he almost wanted to submit to the bassist. A magnetic attraction? There was so much more to it.

Then, he was being pulled into a rough kiss. Fuck, yes. The Brit almost groaned at the kiss since it was aggressive just how he liked it. His hands came around to pull the Norwegian closer, shoving him up against the elevator wall, growling into the kiss and trying to dominate him. Was it erotic? Hell yes.

"You like it rough, Spiky----"

Viktor grinned and then went to press a rough kiss to Var's neck, biting just shy of his Adam's Apple.

[midnight_devil]

Vars would have agreed about the animal, magnetic attraction. Viktor was under the punk's skin in such a way that he wasn't going to let up. A ragged gasp comes as Viktor pulls him in. He wants him so badly and it's starting to show. Back against the wall his pale cheeks flushing from heat.

"Eh, you too." Vars laughed as Viktor started kissing across his skin but it comes with a rough buck of Vars' hips. He's panting and getting even more aroused than he was. It feels insane, even in the drunken haze of too much booze.

Something snaps for the punk and he can't deal with it as he pulls Viktor's face to his by the hair. He just stares at the other punk's eyes for a moment, hungry and wild. Then he presses into another kiss. The elevator was totally forgotten. Who knew what the hell floor they were on.

[hellfire_andfury]

Viktor didn't want to admit that he was getting riled up and aroused inside the elevator with Vars but he was. His skin was prickled and his breath was coming out faster than before and it wasn't just due to the rough play they were doing. He liked the punk. The Norwegian hedgehog and now it seemed they were going to start kissing or even fucking. Would that happen?

"Fuck---"

It was all Viktor could gasp out as Vars grabbed him and pressed another hungry kiss to his lips. The Brit grabbed the back of the bassist's hair and pulled his head back so he could bite at Vars' neck. Not enough to draw blood but enough to leave a visible mark. They had to get to the hotel room because this was getting more serious by the second.

[midnight_devil]

"jævla det hele" Vars can't even think in English when his head is pulled back and then those bites. Vars is caught up in all of this but not so much that he misses the loud ding just before the door opens. He glances at the other punk and growls angrily. Fuck if he wanted to stop. The bassist is ready to go.

Reluctantly, he shoves Viktor away and toward the opening doors. Somewhere private was needed in a hurry, either the limo or the hotel, something. He's right behind Viktor and he's taking in the other punk's body as they move to walk out. Willpower is the only thing keeping him from tearing off his pants right here.

[hellfire_andfury]

Viktor didn't have a clue at what Vars was saying because he didn't know any other languages aside from English. Fuck, but it sounded hot. He heard the loud ding and glanced to the now open door. Shoving the other punk out of the lift shaft, Viktor grabbed his shoulder, span him around and kissed him roughly, growling as their lips met. They had to get to the limo.

The Brit was getting horny.

Pulling away, he then smirked as he shoved Vars in the back with his hand, pushing him out towards the street where the limo was parked up. No doubt Robert was inside waiting for them.

"Let's get in the limo, Spiky. I'm not finished with you yet."

[midnight_devil]

Vars wasn't expecting to be spun around so forcefully and laughed before gasping into the kiss. He managed to grab Viktor's ass roughly before he pulled away.

Robert was waiting for the punks, watching the doors for whatever disaster was coming to get in. They were already drunk and rowdy when he left them at the top of the stairs.

Vars turned laughing and grabbed Viktor's hair, dragging him through the door. "Through? Just starting pretty boy."

He spoke loudly and didn't care who the hell heard as he made for the easy to spot red limo. He still hadn't let go of the other punk's hair.

[hellfire_andfury]

The ass grab got the Brit groaning almost as they made their way to the limo through pushing and shoving each other. Viktor loved the roughness and now he was getting his hair pulled through the door. Trying to walk whilst having his hair pulled wasn't easy as the singer tried to elbow Vars in the guts to get him to loose his grip. The Norwegian wasn't budging though.

"I'll give you pretty boy, Spiky---"

Viktor went to pull open one of the limo doors and then aimed to grip Vars around the midriff and pull him inside the car with him. Even with his hair being pulled, Viktor loved to wrestle.

[midnight_devil]

Vars knew it wouldn't be easy for the taller Brit to walk while someone much shorter was dragging him by the hair. That was the point and Vars laughed at Viktor's attempts to get loose.

Being smaller had its disadvantages, one being how easy it was to be pulled off his feet by someone taller and equally strong. This did get the punk to let go because he had to get ready to brace himself. For all he knew Viktor was about to toss him again like the table.

"Put me down, bitch." The words came grouchy and with a hard fist jab to the Brit's shoulder, even if Vars was laughing at the whole situation.

[hellfire_andfury]

"I'm not a bitch you fuck head."

Viktor was laughing because this whole thing was hot. He loved the roughness and now he was shoving Vars into the limo and barrelling into the vehicle, slamming the door behind him. He moved to jump on top of Vars on the seats, once more biting the bassist's shoulder, growling. Fuck, it was hot. Did he want to fuck the man? The Brit was shirtless, covered in a few bruises and scratch marks. He was loving it.

"You want to fuck me, hard man? Prove to me you have a big cock."

The Brit was slightly panting as he began kissing Vars roughly on the lips, biting the lower one as he finally pushed himself off the Norwegian and slammed himself back on the limo seat.

[midnight_devil]

"Be my little bitch, pretty boy." Vars shot back as he was shoved into the seats. The biting was getting to him and every one of them felt like it was pushing his heartbeat faster until it was pounding in his chest. Fick the other punk was hot and Vars wanted him.

The bassist got a handful of hair and bit back in the middle of the rough kiss. It left him gasping when Viktor finally pulled away. Vars was undeterred and scooted to sit up in the seat.

"Fine." Vars snarled in response. "You take off too, prove you man enough judge what I got."

[hellfire_andfury]

"Is that what you want, Spiky? I don't buckle easily."

With that last comment Viktor snorted in amusement but began unbelting his jeans and unfastening his pants as he shoved them down his muscular thighs. He was left in his union flag boxers which matched his small shorts and t-shirt he often wore. Being already semi-aroused, the Brit then kicked his pants towards Vars wondering what the punk would do next.

"Afraid to show your manhood, Shortie?"

It was an obvious goad as Viktor leaned towards the champagne holder on the side of the door and pulled a bottle out, biting the cork off and chugging down a few mouthfuls. Some spilled out of his mouth and ran down his mouth and onto his chest.

[midnight_devil]

"You will." Vars wasn't backing down, not after being tossed on the table. He pulled off one if his boots and threw it at Viktor while he was undressing, then slipped off the other.

"Not afraid of anything, not your tiny, girly cock." If Viktor wanted to goad, Vars would deal it back in spades. It took him a little longer to work off the belt and chains before shoving his leathers down to the floor. He has no shame, sitting there in tight black boxer briefs, completely hard. He gave Viktor a side long look while he drank from the champagne bottle. The Brit hot enough to cause the punk's cock to pulse.

"Thought punk enough to show." He snarks then slides his own briefs off. Vars has a huge scar in his thigh that shows part of the thigh muscle is gone and another long, ragged scar down the outside of his calf and knee. These were all from his bike accident.

[hellfire_andfury]

"Like fuck will I."

Viktor offered a hard stare and a tarty smirk before putting the bottle down and then kicking off his own boots, which were still attached to his feet surprisingly. Now, his eyes were on Var's tight black boxer briefs staring at his cock but also the scars down his thigh and along the calf and knee. Shit. They looked rough. A accident? Either that or someone had taken a long knife and gutted the poor bloke's leg.

"Nice scars. Even better I get to see that cock finally."

Not bad. Even through the fabric Viktor could see it was a nice shape and had a good girth to it. The Brit sitting up to slide his boxers down his legs, offering up a nice view of his erect cock now darkened with arousal, throbbing and wanting attention. He splayed his legs and then grabbed the champagne to drink more.

[midnight_devil]

He took a long look at the naked Brit beside him and his skin felt on fire from lust. His chest heaving with his breath as a moment passed of the two sitting there in the moving limo naked. The tension was too much. He's too horny and it's been too long since he had someone get this rough with him.

Vars snatched the champagne bottle out of Viktor's hands and threw it aside, maybe it shattered or spilled. Who cared? His other hand grabbed the singer's hair and yanked him into a rough kiss, biting the Brit's jawline and neck with the obvious intention of pushing him down in his back, either in the seat or on the floor.

[hellfire_andfury]

Viktor felt the champagne bottle get snatched out of his hand and watched it smash into the door. Well, that was the end of that. Smirking up at the other punk, he then growled when he felt his hair being yanked once more. Fuck! Then he was being bitten along the jawline and pushed against the seat. The Brit grabbed hold of Vars' own short spiky hair and pulled the man's head back, aiming to get a few bites along his neck.

"Fuck!--"

It was all he could get out as he felt himself slip off the seat and onto the floor almost with the Norwegian landing on top of him. When was the last time he bottomed? A few years ago with this other rough punk boy. It wasn't often Viktor allowed anyone to top him. At least not without a fight.

[midnight_devil]

He didn't resist the bites like he had before, he wanted to be bitten and he gasped loudly in response to the teeth on his skin.

Falling onto the limo floor with the glass and spiked clothing probably hurt but Vars has a one track mind right now. He wants to fuck.

"Like on back?" Vars is asking what position Viktor wants while trying to pin Viktor and get on top of him. Vars might do some bottoming but not now, Viktor was so much of a bastard that it was hot to watch him give in and submit.

[hellfire_andfury]

Viktor didn't care about the spiked clothes or glass on the floor because he was too wrapped up in the Norwegian now currently on top of him. He was loving it all. They were naked and wrestling on the floor of Ziggy's limo. Poor Robert might have to drive around a bit before they got back to the hotel at this rate.

"Sometimes, yeah. Do you?"

The Brit pulled Vars' hair and kissed the other punk roughly on the lips before wrapping both strong legs around the shorter man's body. Fuck. His hard cock rubbing up against Var's own one creating friction, as a soft gasp slipped out of Viktor's lips as he was now uncontrollably horny. The bastard was on top of him and wasn't letting up.

"You want to fuck me here in the limo, Spiky?"

Viktor's voice came out raspy and deep, panting slightly.

[midnight_devil]

"No." Which wasn't exactly true because he would rarely, but absolutely not tonight. Viktor had teased the bassist too much for him to want anything other than fully dominating the Brit and fucking him senseless.

The kissing got a deep growl from Vars as he pressed in, bucking his hips against Viktor after hearing that gasp.

Though he could only laugh breathlessly at the question. "Pretty boy wants fuck in limo."

He's slowly working his legs between Viktor's while they make out. Though he's finally seeing some cracks in the other punk. That submission only fuels his arousal. "Too much idiot, not notice until I bite you."

Vars had been watching the Brit for awhile and liked his attitude but he'd been more interested in showing off than seeing what anyone else was doing.

[hellfire_andfury]

"I'm not pretty boy, you fucking ball sac."

Viktor knew the other punk would keep on calling him that because he seemed to like it. Did Vars get a kick out of it just because the singer had long hair? Maybe. He also loved to pull on it which Viktor also liked but fuck would he admit such things. That was a weakness. Yet, the Brit was buckling slowly but surely as the lust seeped in and took over form the rough defensiveness.

"Bite me, bitch."

Another laugh and the Brit aimed to try and pull Vars into a rough hug, as he rolled over on the limo floor, trying to land on top of the other punk. The battle for dominance was fucking hot. He was hard and aroused and this could be seen between his legs, as he rubbed himself against Vars' leg. A hand came around to rake his short nails across the Norwegian's ass cheek.