Mikkel snuggled up with Fredrik and started eating to fight his own giggling. This was near impossible.

"We haven't watched all of it yet." Mikkel mentioned. Had they watched any of it? No, that didn't matter as he hit play. The start of it was some formal party. It reminded him of James Bond. Mikkel realized they hadn't even checked about who was going to be doing what, or if this was fetishy. Too late now.