"A lot of people who have been hurt seem happy and upbeat on the outside." Rik and Aarne were definitely among them and the Fin knew it was true of Vars too. Probably others in the bands had similar backgrounds.
"Never hurts to try." Aarne encouraged Mick to experiment with his lover. Who knows what someone might like. He watched Mick, helping him get up but he knew that wobble. The Fin was up and helping Mick when he lost his balance.
"You're trashed." Aarne giggled and kissed Mick's temple before helping him into the bathroom. "Let's get you in here and then to your own bed."
Glancing behind himself, Mick laughed and knew he was trashed since he was seeing two lots of everything through his blurred vision. The hands came around to help him up and then the Fin kissed him on the temple. He was too smashed to even blush and feel awkward right now as he had to get to the toilet without falling on his ass.
"Thanks, mate. Bloody hell---I'm smashed. Uh, I just need to use this."
Mick got to the toilet didn't even bother closing the door as he relieved himself, using one hand to hold onto the toilet roll holder. Fuck, he was so smashed, he could barely stand up. He knew he'd feel this in the morning for sure.
"I could go down into the lobby and sing Moonage Daydream. All the guests would love it."
He started laughing as he tucked himself back in and wobbled once more, grabbing hold of Aarne for support.
"The mule gets everyone." Aarne smiled and followed the guitarist into the bathroom. It wasn't anything sordid, he just wanted to make sure he didn't fall on his face.
"I think you need your bed and your woman." The drummer tells him with a laugh. He might have to cary him at this rate.
"The mule? Oh yeah. That. Blood Akvavit foreign booze."
Mick was almost mumbling his words now since he could hardly string a decent sentence together as he pulled his underwear up a little more and frowned. Where was his jacket, loafers and pants? Shit. Had he lost them? Oh. They were in the bedroom weren't they?
"My clothes, mate---I have to have my clothes back. Maybe in my own bedroom. Yeah."
He held onto Aarne and his legs didn't want to move all of a sudden. Oh fuck. What now? The guitarist giggled and looked up at the tall Fin. Why was he so tall? That got the blond thinking and then his mind went to Ziggy. Oh, how beautiful he was. His red haired singer.
"Yes, the mule. It's kicked your ass." Aarne giggled even more.
"Your clothes are on my floor. We can grab them." That would be easy enough.
The question had the Fin needing to lean against the wall and laugh before going back to helping the guitarist. "No, usually they talk about my big cock and forget I'm so tall."
He winks at the guitarist and then starts helping Mick toward the door. He could get his clothes later.
"Usually I'm good with booze. But this? It kicked my fucking ass good, mate."
Mick just offered a drunken expression towards the drummer and ran a hand through his hair which was a mess. He looked well and truly trashed. How the hell was he going to make it back to his room with Ziggy if he couldn't walk? He could just slump down and sleep here in the bathroom---
--no. That was stupid. Mick wobbled into the bedroom and near collapsed onto the bed, laughing.
"A big cock? I've got one of those too. Want to see? Zig says I'm a big boy."
Face flushed, Mick pulled his underwear down and then giggled for a moment or two.
Pulling his underpants back up, Mick just smiles hazily and then realised he was being picked up. Oh god---the room was all kinds of spinning now as the blond closed his eyes to stop himself from getting too dizzy. Akvavit. Fuck. What a drink.
"Don't drop me---I'm sleepy."
Yawning a little, Mick held onto Aarne as he felt tiredness wash over him. He was so out of it he didn't even realise he was leaving the Fin's room and being taken down the hotel corridor to his bedroom with Ziggy.
Aarne just laughed. Mick isn't the first, nor last, he would have to carry off to bed. Getting down the hall he knocks on the door with the toe of his boot.
Ziggy opens the door confused to see Aarne there.
"I've brought your drunk home." Aarne giggles as Ziggy moves aside for him to come in with Mick.
Mick wasn't even coherent in thought anymore as he arrived at the hotel room, still holding onto the Fin because he didn't want to fall. Opening his eyes at least the room wasn't spinning anymore. Fuck, he was drunk. Hearing the knock on the door, Mick turned to look at Ziggy.
"This Fin----he's got strong booze and I'm drunk."
Another giggle and then the blond hicupped loudly which caused a fit of laughter to erupt from him. At seeing the sight of the Anthean, the guitarist began blowing kisses at Ziggy and smiling.
Aarne just rolled his eyes and giggled at Mick. Ziggy went to pull back the covers on the bed so that the Fin could tuck him in.
"I love you too." Ziggy tells Mick, stroking his cheek when he is finally in bed.
"I'd get him some water and a garbage can. He's going to need it and pain pills for the morning." Aarne knows the Brit is going to be wasted in the morning still and potentially sick.
Mick felt himself being placed into bed and it felt nice and soft against his back as he pushed himself up and looked around feeling his eyes want to close on their own. The booze totally owning the blond in every way. The mule would kick like a bitch in the morning.
"Water? I'm a bit thirsty now, love."
His throat was a bit dry as he nuzzled into the pillow, sighing and then glancing up at Ziggy and Aarne.
"Aarne says he's got a big cock but it's not as---not as big as yours."
"Don't be daft, I don't want a comparison. My girl she's beautiful."
It was all Mick could mumble as he took the glass from Ziggy and sipped it slowly and carefully. His long eye lashes fluttered as he felt sleep take over once more, placing the glass next to him on the table as he glanced to Aarne.
"Thanks for the drinks, mate. Next time I won't let it beat me."
With that Mick slumped back onto the pillow and was soon snoring loudly.
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on 2021-05-15 05:24 pm (UTC)"Never hurts to try." Aarne encouraged Mick to experiment with his lover. Who knows what someone might like. He watched Mick, helping him get up but he knew that wobble. The Fin was up and helping Mick when he lost his balance.
"You're trashed." Aarne giggled and kissed Mick's temple before helping him into the bathroom. "Let's get you in here and then to your own bed."
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on 2021-05-15 05:34 pm (UTC)"Thanks, mate. Bloody hell---I'm smashed. Uh, I just need to use this."
Mick got to the toilet didn't even bother closing the door as he relieved himself, using one hand to hold onto the toilet roll holder. Fuck, he was so smashed, he could barely stand up. He knew he'd feel this in the morning for sure.
"I could go down into the lobby and sing Moonage Daydream. All the guests would love it."
He started laughing as he tucked himself back in and wobbled once more, grabbing hold of Aarne for support.
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on 2021-05-15 05:41 pm (UTC)"I think you need your bed and your woman." The drummer tells him with a laugh. He might have to cary him at this rate.
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on 2021-05-15 05:49 pm (UTC)Mick was almost mumbling his words now since he could hardly string a decent sentence together as he pulled his underwear up a little more and frowned. Where was his jacket, loafers and pants? Shit. Had he lost them? Oh. They were in the bedroom weren't they?
"My clothes, mate---I have to have my clothes back. Maybe in my own bedroom. Yeah."
He held onto Aarne and his legs didn't want to move all of a sudden. Oh fuck. What now? The guitarist giggled and looked up at the tall Fin. Why was he so tall? That got the blond thinking and then his mind went to Ziggy. Oh, how beautiful he was. His red haired singer.
"You're tall. Has anyone told you that?"
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on 2021-05-15 05:56 pm (UTC)"Your clothes are on my floor. We can grab them." That would be easy enough.
The question had the Fin needing to lean against the wall and laugh before going back to helping the guitarist. "No, usually they talk about my big cock and forget I'm so tall."
He winks at the guitarist and then starts helping Mick toward the door. He could get his clothes later.
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on 2021-05-15 06:03 pm (UTC)Mick just offered a drunken expression towards the drummer and ran a hand through his hair which was a mess. He looked well and truly trashed. How the hell was he going to make it back to his room with Ziggy if he couldn't walk? He could just slump down and sleep here in the bathroom---
--no. That was stupid. Mick wobbled into the bedroom and near collapsed onto the bed, laughing.
"A big cock? I've got one of those too. Want to see? Zig says I'm a big boy."
Face flushed, Mick pulled his underwear down and then giggled for a moment or two.
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on 2021-05-15 06:19 pm (UTC)Aarne just sighed and giggled. "If I want to look at British cock it isn't going to be yours."
Aarne finally gave up and just picked Mick up off the ground. "Let's take you so you can show Ziggy your big cock. I'm sure he'll appreciate it."
Unless Mick starts struggling Aarne is heading for the door to carry him down the hall to Ziggy.
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on 2021-05-15 06:23 pm (UTC)Pulling his underpants back up, Mick just smiles hazily and then realised he was being picked up. Oh god---the room was all kinds of spinning now as the blond closed his eyes to stop himself from getting too dizzy. Akvavit. Fuck. What a drink.
"Don't drop me---I'm sleepy."
Yawning a little, Mick held onto Aarne as he felt tiredness wash over him. He was so out of it he didn't even realise he was leaving the Fin's room and being taken down the hotel corridor to his bedroom with Ziggy.
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on 2021-05-15 06:29 pm (UTC)Aarne just laughed. Mick isn't the first, nor last, he would have to carry off to bed. Getting down the hall he knocks on the door with the toe of his boot.
Ziggy opens the door confused to see Aarne there.
"I've brought your drunk home." Aarne giggles as Ziggy moves aside for him to come in with Mick.
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on 2021-05-15 06:35 pm (UTC)"This Fin----he's got strong booze and I'm drunk."
Another giggle and then the blond hicupped loudly which caused a fit of laughter to erupt from him. At seeing the sight of the Anthean, the guitarist began blowing kisses at Ziggy and smiling.
"I love you. You have a tasty creamy pussy too."
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on 2021-05-15 06:38 pm (UTC)"I love you too." Ziggy tells Mick, stroking his cheek when he is finally in bed.
"I'd get him some water and a garbage can. He's going to need it and pain pills for the morning." Aarne knows the Brit is going to be wasted in the morning still and potentially sick.
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on 2021-05-15 06:42 pm (UTC)"Water? I'm a bit thirsty now, love."
His throat was a bit dry as he nuzzled into the pillow, sighing and then glancing up at Ziggy and Aarne.
"Aarne says he's got a big cock but it's not as---not as big as yours."
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on 2021-05-15 07:02 pm (UTC)"We're not comparing cocks for you Ronno. You're smashed." The Fin ruffled up his hair and laughed.
Ziggy came back with a glass that had just a couple sips of water in it so he didn't drink too much.
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on 2021-05-15 07:28 pm (UTC)It was all Mick could mumble as he took the glass from Ziggy and sipped it slowly and carefully. His long eye lashes fluttered as he felt sleep take over once more, placing the glass next to him on the table as he glanced to Aarne.
"Thanks for the drinks, mate. Next time I won't let it beat me."
With that Mick slumped back onto the pillow and was soon snoring loudly.