"Yes, you did! Well done for getting my boring brother drunk."

Rex laughed and then slumped to the floor rolling over and then slipping an arm over Ansgar. He giggled and then pulled some of the Dane's long blond hair slightly. Mick was dead to the world on the bed so Rex knew he couldn't hear anything right now.

"How kinky are you? Am I your drunken princess?"

The bassist's hand snaking it's way towards the rip in Ansgar's pants.