Aarne "The Eagle" Järvinen (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
suomi_thunder) wrote2021-04-30 07:39 pm
suomi_thunder) wrote2021-04-30 07:39 pm
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Glada Vappen!
Aarne hadn't celebrated holidays properly in over a year which left him feeling disconnected. Giant bonfires in the streets and rampant reindeer were frowned upon in most civilized cities, unless of course the punks were involved, then that was arson not celebrations.. ok, well for the punks it was a celebration but not for a Saami.
In the Nexus though, oh here he could do whatever he wanted, or that was what he had learned in his few visits. He had been planning and cooking and collecting. The gods probably don't even know where he stirred up reindeer from in the Nexus but he has and Mouka was happy to have a job keeping them corralled. His usual rock gear is augmented with his family necklace and oddly doesn't look too out of place with rest of his wildness.
He didn't have a lot but parties always started this way. The host had some things and then people came and brought more booze and food, ordering all kinds of things. Aarne did bring Mead, alcoholic and non-alcoholic, and a a bunch of lemon tippaleipä batter. He had cooked some but this was something he could show visitors how to make on their own. The honey mead based sugar in a large bowl. Strips of dried reindeer meat and juustoleipä, a Finnish reindeer milk cheese, are out on the table too. There are fruits; strawberries, apples, and nuts which were common as well as a cream from reindeer milk traditional to the culture and nearly like unfermented yogurt.
That all done he looked to the huge pile of logs that he had gotten from various people around the Nexus. The Sami added leaves to it to create smoke at first to attract others. Before lighting it he put up a banner of hide dedicated to the Akka, the female fertility spirits, decorated with the same imagery as his traditional drum. It was sentimental, the first drum he ever learned to play.
Drum in hand he poured kerosene on the log pile and lit it. The reindeer spooked at the sudden fire but soon calmed, especially when the tall Fin went among them.
In the Nexus though, oh here he could do whatever he wanted, or that was what he had learned in his few visits. He had been planning and cooking and collecting. The gods probably don't even know where he stirred up reindeer from in the Nexus but he has and Mouka was happy to have a job keeping them corralled. His usual rock gear is augmented with his family necklace and oddly doesn't look too out of place with rest of his wildness.
He didn't have a lot but parties always started this way. The host had some things and then people came and brought more booze and food, ordering all kinds of things. Aarne did bring Mead, alcoholic and non-alcoholic, and a a bunch of lemon tippaleipä batter. He had cooked some but this was something he could show visitors how to make on their own. The honey mead based sugar in a large bowl. Strips of dried reindeer meat and juustoleipä, a Finnish reindeer milk cheese, are out on the table too. There are fruits; strawberries, apples, and nuts which were common as well as a cream from reindeer milk traditional to the culture and nearly like unfermented yogurt.
That all done he looked to the huge pile of logs that he had gotten from various people around the Nexus. The Sami added leaves to it to create smoke at first to attract others. Before lighting it he put up a banner of hide dedicated to the Akka, the female fertility spirits, decorated with the same imagery as his traditional drum. It was sentimental, the first drum he ever learned to play.
Drum in hand he poured kerosene on the log pile and lit it. The reindeer spooked at the sudden fire but soon calmed, especially when the tall Fin went among them.
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He had just pulled off one boot and lifted his other leg to get the other boot when Joe started grinding on him. He gasped a ragged breath as he fumbled with the laces. Aarne laughed as he stood up and faced Joe, now getting naked.
"If I was a tease I'd send you to your own booth so you didn't get to see me naked." He pressed a kiss to Joe's shoulder before slipping out of his pants. The teasing already had him partially erect.
"Those pants look too tight. You should take them off." Aarne leaned back against the wall in just his cropped corset and jewelry. Now he was teasing as he arched suggestively against the wall. Maybe they could get away with a quickie before trying things on.
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Joe flashed a wink to the Fin as he then watched Aarne slip out of his tight pants. Fuck. It always looked so hot when he did that. The Brit now noticing the partially erect cock on his lover causing a soft gasp to slip from his lips. Glancing down at his own tight pants Joe knew they were only going to get tighter the more wound up they both got.
"Fuck. You look so hot, honey. That flash of navel always gets me going."
Moving to lean down, Joe licked a line up Aarne's navel close to where his piercing hung down. It was cute and the Brit loved touching and kissing every part of the Fin where he could. Standing back up, Joe wiggled his hips and smirked as he pulled his own pants down, revealing a thin line of dark hair trailing down from his navel to his pubic region. His cock already half hard.
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"Pay back for your arms." Aarne stepped closer and ran his hands up Joe's arms. He loved the Bassist's arms especially at night when he was being held. The navel kiss got the Fin giggling and squirming some but that stopped when he watched Joe shove his pants down.
"You're hot." Aarne got up close, one hand slipping around Joe's neck to pull him into a kiss. The other hand down low and stroking his cock, slowly. "You're horny, kuuma."
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That wiggling was getting Joe going as he kicked his pants away into the corner of the booth. Things were going to get dirty very quickly at this rate because the Brit was horny for his Fin. They were about to fuck inside a booth. Hell yes.
"You're hot too. Am I your sexy kuuma?"
The stroking to his cock got the bassist groaning deeply at the stimulation to his swollen shaft. Fuck, he wanted this. Bucking up, Joe then nuzzled into Aarne's neck, biting along his collarbone.
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The drummer gave the Brit's cock a nice squeeze before starting to kiss down the center of Joe's chest with excruciating slowness. He often scoffed at being called a tease but he was one, a total whore of a tease for Joe.
"You getting hard for me, sweetie?" He paused in that trail of kisses to smile up at Joe, flirting before more kisses slowly drifting down toward Joe's navel while his cock was being stroked.
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Joe giggled and gave the Fin a dirty wink and then gasped out loud at the cock stroking. Fuck! There was no way in hell he was going to be able to keep quiet inside of this booth. Everyone would hear. Let them. It would be glorious. Panting hard, the bassist grabbed some of Aarne's hair and pulled slightly.
"Suck me, babe. I want your lips on me before I fuck you senseless in this booth."
Was he horny? Hell yes.
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"Fuck me." Aarne was horny as hell now and grabbed Joe's hips. Pulling, he shoved his lover's whole cock into his mouth to suck hard. He wanted it all; the hair pulling and Joe fucking his mouth before he got turned around and fucked more.
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Joe arched up into that hot mouth, moaning lewdly, not holding any noise back as he closed his eyes and whimpered with lust. Gripping more of that thick dark hair he bucked into his lover's mouth, wanting more. His head hitting the back of the booth with a soft thump as Aarne sucked him off.
"I want you to scream for me, babe. As I fuck you."
Turning himself on, Joe knew that he'd have to have Aarne soon.
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After awhile though, Aarne pulled away and gazed up at Joe heavy lidded. "Fuck me."
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Joe groaned when Aarne pulled away from his wet throbbing cock and offered a sultry gaze from beneath his crazy black hair. His black eye liner smudged a bit in certain places due to the kissing and the way he was sweating slightly. Fuck, he wanted the Fin so badly. Grabbing hold of the drummer, Joe then pushed Aarne up against the booth wall with a soft bump and turned him around so that he could give those peachy cheeks a good squeeze.
"I've dreamt about fucking you in public, mate. So much. After Ronno said he'd done it on stage with Ziggy up against the speaker I wanted to do it. Maybe I can fuck you whilst you sit on me playing drums next."
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He started giggling as he was pushed against the wall and then spun around. Aarne spread his legs and pushed his ass out while bracing himself on the wall with his arms. He's ready for a good pounding.
"I'm going to fuck you everywhere." Of that he was sure. "I can drum standing, doll, or sit in your lap and ride you with the beat... mmmmm... you could be my drum solo."
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Joe moved away to grab his camera, taking a few shots for himself. Those he would develop later for private use. Porn pics? Yep. Placing the camera back down he slid both arms around the Fin's waist and then angled his cock just beneath his lover's ass cheeks. He wanted this. Everyone else could fuck off if they heard. They were going to have sex in a public booth! This Nexus was more forgiving than back home though, wasn't it?
"I want you."
The bassist's voice was low and deep with lust as he thrust upwards roughly, near burying himself into the Fin's tight ass. Gasping, Joe then giggled and then moaned like a whore, loud and wanting. Then, a bite to the drummer's right shoulder and he was pounding into that tight peachy ass.
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Grabbed around the waist, he wiggled his ass against Joe. "Take me, honey."
He wasn't expecting to get taken so quick and rough so Joe got a loud cry from the Fin before it turned to moans when the thrusting started. He spread his legs farther, leaning over more to give Joe a good look at his ass and shift the angle enough to almost take his breath when the pounding started.
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"How much do you love my cock, honey? I think about fucking you every night."
Would they do that once they got to Aarne's homeland? Within a fur tent? The idea was fucking sexy as hell and the Brit wanted it. His hands caressed down his lover's toned drummer's arms as he arched up and started to cry out in pleasure, getting rougher with his thrusts.
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"I wish I could live with your cock constantly shoved in my ass and mouth." He purred those words before Joe almost broke that scream free with a hard thrust. The Fin shoving back into his lover and trying desperately not to scream. "Harder. I want to feel like you're still fucking me when you stop."
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Joe could feel his orgasm close as he fucked his lover roughly, gasping and moaning loudly, not caring who heard outside of their small booth. It was so fucking dirty. The Brit began pistoning harder into Aarne, biting down on the Fin's shoulder, grunting as his muscles began to ache.
"Aarne---babe, I'm close!"
Thrusting hard and rough, Joe arched up and then screamed loud and long, whilst emptying himself inside of the drummer, crying out in pleasure.
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Joe kept going and it left Aarne gasping and trembling even before Joe got off. He almost fell over when he heard the cries from his lover and felt the bassist arched up and shoved so far in.
"OH Joe, minun kuuma!" Aarne pitched forward clinging to the wall, sweating and out of breath.