Lights, camera....action!

[rebellisk_tarta]

Fredrik and Mikkel had rooted through Hunter's adult film collection because they had felt like it. The dirty old fox owning all these cheesy, dirty cliche porn films. But oh! Fredrik was now showing Mikkel a rather special themed one.

"Look! Look what I found! It's a sexy spy porn with a boy and an older man. Let's watch this with Erik and Robert! We can make an evening out of it."

Surely, this would be the best idea because it would be hilarious for Erik and Robert to not know what the film was about. That it was hardcore porn. Erik loved spy films didn't he?

"What do you think?"

The bassist now snorting out giggles while showing Mikkel the back of the film box. It showed a man in his late forties with a younger man suggestively bending over a car. Perfect! Erik and Robert wouldn't know it was a porn film because Fredrik would hide the box cover. They could just assume it was an action film.

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[oprorsk_sode]

"No." Mikkel started to grin once he saw the angry look was just a passing feeling. There wasn't any time to say anymore before he was screaming. Fredrik was right to run because Mikkel was soon trying to fight his way free of the tickling.

He tried to squirm, however, high heels and the ice all over the floor wasn't the best combination. Mikkel screamed because he was now slipping and grabbing on to Sigurd to try not to fall.

[basmastare]

Sigurd wasn't about to give up getting brat back for putting ice down his shirt. That little bastard! Him and Fredrik both. The Swede knew Fredrik was involved because he was laughing behind Rekker's back, using the ginger as a shield.

"That ice was fucking cold, you brat!"

Never mind Sigurd now being shirtless at the bar with Bjorn screaming and laughing at the tickling episode.

[oprorsk_sode]

Mikkel grabbed on to Sigurd as he fell down from slipping on the ice. He couldn't stop laughing and screaming.

Rekker glanced at the blonde behind him and laughed. "If he comes for you next, I'm tossing you out of there."

The two young blondes were often enough around him so he was used to this kind of behavior. He knew, especially the Danes, saw him as someone safe after what happened with Rik's uncle. He didn't mind but he wasn't going to get involved in this.

Once on the floor, Mikkel tried to pull Sigurd to the floor too.

[basmastare]

Sigurd tried his best to avoid slipping around on the wet ice beneath his own heels but failed, feeling brat tug him down to the floor with him.

"Fuck!---"

Fredrik started snorting out giggles, making his face all red as he watched the older Swede slip down to Mikkel's level. They were both on the floor and looked a mess. Sigurd pushed his dark hair back from his face as he kissed Mikkel on the lips. Who cared what they looked like.

"You cheeky brat."

Maybe he needed this kind of chaos in his life because a lot of people said he was far too serious and needed to lighten up. Dating an eighteen year old would do this to a man.

[oprorsk_sode]

Mikkel was back to laughing. As Sigurd kissed him, Mikkel climbed on top of the Swede, straddling his lap. All of the Dane's worry from early was gone.

"You deserve it." Mikkel leaned in and kissed the Swede. Half wet and half dressed on the floor was pretty sexy.

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"Maybe. You deserve being tickled too, you cheeky little bastard."

Sigurd was smiling as the Dane climbed onto his lap. What else could he do? Fredrik came out from behind Rekker and blew onto the back of Mikkel's neck. This was totally worth it! Bjorn climbed into Rekker's lap and kissed the ginger on the lips before sipping on his cocktail.

"What were you and Fredrik doing before you got here?"

Sigurd's question got Fredrik giggling cheekily.

[oprorsk_sode]

"I'm not the sourpuss that needs to laugh more." Mikkel barely got the words out before screaming from the breath on his neck. It had him squirming around in Sigurd's lap while trying to both push Fredrik away from his neck and pull him down on the floor.

Rekker was just watching the chaos as he slipped an arm around Bjorn's waist and kissed his neck.

"Watching a movie with Erik and Robert." Which instantly had the Dane giggling.

[basmastare]

"I'm not a fucking sourpuss you brat."

Sigurd just shook his head laughing while messing the Dane's blond hair up slightly. Fredrik now hopping up onto a bar stool to order some drinks to be brought over. He was thirsty from fooling around.

"What sort of movie?"

The older Swede wondering what sort of trouble Fredrik and Mikkel were getting into with Erik and Robert.

[oprorsk_sode]

"Do you listen to yourself? Sourpuss." Mikkel started laughing. He's grateful for the drink and kisses Fredrik's cheek as he takes it.

"It was a spy movie that Fredrik found." That was true enough even if he left out the part about it being a porn.

[basmastare]

"Brat."

Sigurd said the word loudly and then leaned up to kiss the Dane on the chin. The older Swede now needing a drink himself after being iced by two cheeky young boys. Didn't Erik like spy movies? Sigurd had heard the guitarist liked spies and Robert dressing as one. Fredrik suddenly giggled into his drink because the film had been amusing.

"It was a cheesy spy porno so Erik and Robert could have fun together oh---and we brought a bag of toys so they could get kinky."

Bjorn immediately screamed out laughter because that was fucking hilarious!

[oprorsk_sode]

Mikkel let Sigurd sit up even if he was still straddling his lap. "Bastard,"

Rekker started to laugh. "You gave my brother sex toys?"

Oh, he was going to have to harass Robert about this later. Mikkel was grinning. "We borrowed them from Hunter."

Well, borrowed without asking but still.. they were borrowed.

[rebellisk_tarta]

"Yeah, we got them from Hunter's stash. They're clean and everything! We thought Erik could be handcuffed up like the boy in the porno."

Sigurd just rolled his eyes at the boys' escapades with Hunter's porn movies and toys. No doubt Erik would appreciate it even if Robert didn't like the toys or the porno. Ivar watched shitty porn with brat, didn't he?

"It was fun. We had food, drink and tried to hide the box cover from them both."

It worked up until a point.

[oprorsk_sode]

Mikkel glanced over at the two sitting in the booth and giggled "Maybe we should get some for Bjorn too?"

Hunter had a whole mess of them. He had plenty to share. Mikkel though knew it wasn't for him, not after how he reacted to being pinned.

"I did a good job at hiding them."

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"I don't need porn, babe. My whole life with Rekker is one huge fucking porno!"

The trash singer now squealing and laughing while downing his drink in one and kissing Rekker on the lips, biting the Brit's lower lip. Total trash. Fredrik smirked and sipped at his drink while watching what was going on.

"Hunter has shit loads of porn. I reckon he shoves it all under his bed because his closet is full of clothes."

Fredrik agreed with Bjorn's words, wondering just how many items of clothing the diva singer had.

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"I meant handcuffs." Mikkel shook his head at Bjorn. "We know all about your porn life. You're like Mick, as soon as you get booze you start saying everything."

Not that Mikkel didn't do that too sometimes, especially with Fredrik.

"He has more clothing in his dresser than I've owned in my entire life." It was so much. The Dane wondered how he even kept track of all of it.

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"Oh! The handcuffs---ok, babe. I get you now."

Bjorn glanced at Rekker, tugging on a few strands of ginger hair, giggling girlishly. Would the Brit even be up for that? The Swede guessed he would if he was feeling in a kinky mood. When wasn't he?

"Ronno says loads of dirty stuff when he's pissed up on Mule. At least I don't strip my clothes off! Aarne has to carry him back to Ziggy."

Bjorn had seen it happen many times.

[rage_rekker]

Rkker wasn't into a lot of the kinkier things, certainly not many sex toys in the sense the boys were talking. He got really close to Bjorn's ear and whispered. "I bet you'd look good in them."

Though, Rekker was not opposed to being the one in them either. He couldn't guarantee the cuffs would make it without being broken.

Rekker started to laugh. "You don't start stripping when you're drunk? Since when?"

He had to tease the Swede a little over it.

[metallhuvud]

"You think, honey? How about I put them on you too!"

Bjorn squealed now draping his arms around Rekker, kissing him on the lips and giggling. Fredrik snorted out more laughter at Bjorn being dirty and knew the singer was becoming more trashed. How much had he drunk?

"I'm already naked before I get drunk sometimes. So, it doesn't count?"

This was true sometimes. Bjorn just walking around the apartment complex or Rekker's house trashed from the night before stark naked.

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Rekker wrapped his arms around Bjorn low on the waist while continuing to whisper against Bjorn's lips. "Do you think you can handle what will happen if you do?"

Like so many other things since he had met Bjorn, Rekker was finding this hotter than he had in the past. Tonight might become a burning trash fire. "We could buy some on the way home."

Mikkel started to giggle and looked down at Sigurd. "Boring old daddy won't get naked. Maybe we should get him drunk?"

The Dane glanced at Fredrik and snickered. Tonight might well be the night to harass Sigurd.

[metallhuvud]

"How about can YOU handle me in handcuffs, babe? It might be too much for you."

Bjorn bit down on Rekker's shoulder and then laughed loudly. He wanted handcuffs now and having Rekker stop on the way back to get them was the best idea. They could get pink fluffy ones!

"Pink fluffy ones? Fuck yeah I want them."

Fredrik started to giggle at Bjorn's suggestion of pink fluffy handcuffs. They were cute. If they were going to harass Sigurd then Fredrik would help so that Daddy wouldn't be boring. Sigurd rolling his eyes and sipping some of his drink.

"I'll get drunk but naked will have to wait until we're back at the apartment."

[rage_rekker]

"I can always handle you." Rekker groaned from the thoughts filling his mind and that bite. If Bjorn kept this up they were going to have to leave. "You're going to spend the night cuffed to the handrail in the hot tub if you keep this up."

That wasn't even a threat at this point. They were getting them on thw way home and someone was going to end up in them.

Mikkel giggled but turned his attention back to Sigurd. This was even better. "Are you going to get naked with us... and drunk?"

He got up off of Sigurd so the bassist could get off the floor. Mikkel wanted this so much and it wasn't sexual, this time, he only wanted the other Swede to loosen up and have fun with him and Fredrik.