"Does this mean you'll visit me in my luxurious castle?"
The Brit just giggling more, feeling the booze heat up his cheeks so he was flush, burying his face slightly in Ansgar's hair. Rex hadn't drank this much in a long time and Weird knew more than anything at just how trashy his brother could get once smashed. Mick nearly choked on his mouthful of booze at the Dane's words.
"It was more than a bloody glass, mate. Give or take it was around six or seven I think. I get too hot drinking this stuff so I'm taking it slowly. Makes me take my clothes off."
"You have a fucking cheap hotel room like the rest of us. LIAR!"
It was a playful accusation and Ansgar leaned his head back to look up at Rex. It left his head leaning on the chair between the Brit's legs while giggling wildly.
"Was it?" Ansgar taunted. "Drink this bottle with me then and we will see if you're rolling around naked on the floor!"
"My castle is not fucking cheap! Rude blondie boy. How about nice silken sheets to rest your drunken ass on?"
Rex was now saying things he had no idea about. Words just spouting out of his mouth drunkenly because he was gulping down the Mule at a rate, giggling at everything. Just seeing the Dane in between his legs got another feeling pulling at his insides. Ansgar was hot. Mick just shook his head, laughing softly.
"Fuck, mate. You get me drinking all of that and I'll strip for sure and get wasted. Someone will have to carry me up to the bed because my legs won't work."
"OH! Are you like Hunter toting around silk sheets for your prissy ass?"
Ansgar was a riot when drunk and once someone started with him he could tease like crazy, both verbally and without realizing it physically.
"So you are a fucking drink baby!" Ansgar couldn't say more since he was squirming away and screaming from Rex's touch. The notorious Soeren ticklishness held true for the oldest of them too.
"Hunter? He likes leopard print on everything! I don't. Will you let down your blond hair for me, Rapunzel? Maybe I could pull on it and you get naked."
Rex just giggling wildly, near toppling onto Ansgar from where he was sitting. What a trashfire. Weird just finishing his glass and feeling a slight euphoria from drinking the strong booze but nowhere near trashed yet. It would take more to get the stoic bassist drunk for sure.
"Who are you calling a drink baby, mate? Fuck off am I."
Mick just shaking his head, still smiling but wanting to prove he could do this. Downing his Mule in one go. In one fucking go. Weird knowing that this would not end well for Mick as well as his brother.
"Aren't you glam and a princess like him?" Ansgar made a kissy face at the Brit before taking a sip of his drink. "I'm not the one that drinks and gets naked. That's Mick."
Which was only a partial truth. Ansgar certainly would end up naked with people a lot while drunk.
"Come over here! I'll fill it back up." Who knew which Brit he was talking to, all of them maybe but the way Rex was leaning on his was distracting for his trashed mind.
"That's one, blondie! Five more to go." Ansgar is laughing and holding out the bottle toward Mick.
"Yes, I am a glam rock bassist like my boring SOBER brother here. Drink up, Weird! Here---let me help you."
Rex getting up, careful to step around Ansgar but aiming to walk towards his brother but failing, instead getting his foot caught on Mick's leg, toppling over onto the floor, rolling around laughing.
"Bloody hell, mate---are you alright?"
Mick getting his glass filled by Ansgar's bottle then holding his freshly filled glass above his head so that the smashed bassist didn't fall onto it. Weird just rolling his eyes at the drunken sight on the floor. Helping Rex to his feet, Mick then dumped Rex into the chair, pushing his blond hair back.
"Blondie? You're just as blond as me, mate. You drunken bastard. Five more? Fuck."
The guitarist just giggling and sitting back down again.
Then he was laughing so hard that he choked on his drink watching Rex sprawl on the floor. The Dane was useless and stayed out of the way. He knew he was too drunk to help another smashed drunk up, especially one taller than him.
"I'm a Viking Dane we're all blonde." Ansgar downed his drink refilled it and wiggled the bottle at Mick. "You wanted to be hot shit so drink up."
"You hear that, Weird? Ansgar says being sober sucks and he's right! Come on---live a little you boring bastard."
The drunken bassist now shoving his own full glass towards Weird who just stared at it and shook his head. Nope. He had his own and was drinking it at a steady pace. The liquor was strong and no doubt he might get drunk but no where near as smashed as his brother was right now. Mick was just finding this all hilarious as he drank his mule, giggling because he was getting drunk fast.
"Oh, how about I take some photos of us all together like this!"
Rex pulling out his camera from his jacket pocket, trying to hold onto it since he was so drunk. He took a few snaps but didn't know if they would turn out ok because his aim was all off. Mick took Ansgar's drink offered to him and sipped it slowly.
Ansgar was pleased that the Brit was going along with his demands. He's still sitting on the floor, practically being held upright by leaning against Rex's leg.
"You're too drunk for a fucking camera." Ansgar starts laughing as he watches Rex trying to point the lens and keep it steady.
Rex couldn't hold the camera steady at all and then he felt it snatched out of his hands by Mick who was now drunk like the rest of them. The Mule kicking in and causing the guitarist to become playful. Weird counting down to when Mick would start stripping his clothes off.
"Let me take some shots of you, mate. You're so fucking trashed just like hairy boy here."
Mick taking a few shots of Rex and then of Ansgar. He felt waves of heat wash over him as he passed the camera back to Rex.
"Oh---I'm getting bloody hot. It's so warm in here--"
Ansgar accused the Brit sitting with him as he leans his chin on Rex's thigh before giggling at Mick snatching the camera. He started laughing as Mick began taking pictures.
"You're the one trashed." Ansgar pointed at Mick. "You're going to strip and pass out again."
Rex just giggled and then hiccuped, clearly drunk. Weird began to laugh softly because his brother could barely stand and was now holding onto the chair so that he didn't slide off it. Having Ansgar's head on his thigh felt nice though as he ruffled the Dane's hair playfully.
"We're all bloody trashed apart from Weird. What happened to getting him smashed, lads? He's still so fucking sober."
Mick unbuttoned his shirt and then threw it over his head, giggling and nearly tripping on Weird's foot. Phase one of Ronno stripping had begun. Rex wolf whistled at Mick then began to tickle the back of Ansgar's neck.
"Ronno's giving us a free strip show! Maybe I should join in too for a fucking laugh."
Rex just now pulling off his own shirt and dumping it onto Ansgar's head.
Ansgar grinned at the hand in his hair but then looked up at the Brit. "I'm not smashed. I'll still get your brother drunk."
Ansgar shook his head at Mick and would have said something but all that came out was a high pitched scream of shock. The back of his neck was like being electrocuted from the way it effected his nerves. He's instantly squirming to get away. The Dane watched the two and snorted another laugh.
"Aarne was right! You Brit's can't take the mule." He jumped a little from the shirt dumped on his head. Grabbing it, balling up the shirt, and throwing it back at Rex.
"You're not smashed? Yes, you fucking are you cheeky Dane!"
Rex just laughed at what Ansgar just said because he could hardly stand up. The screaming got an amused reaction from the bassist who just proceeded to ruffle up the Dane's hair playfully. Perhaps the Brits couldn't take the Mule because now Mick was unbuttoning his pants, leaning into Ziggy. Rex just took some shots with his camera snorting out an amused giggle.
"Ronno is stripping! Will he go all the way?"
Mick giving Rex the finger before pulling his pants down his legs. Weird sat calmly drinking his drink watching the madness unfold.
"He does this a lot since it makes him "hot" he says."
Weird keeping a straight face as he spoke but then laughing as Mick then pulled his underwear down and flung it towards the door watching it twist itself around the doorknob. Absolute trash. He giggled and then leant his head against Ziggy's thigh, feeling sleepy.
"He's about to pass out! Let me get some good snaps of blond boy here. Ziggy, you can have them if you'd like?"
Rex smirking as he took some shots of Mick who was gone. The blond rubbed Ziggy's leg and then passed out with a giggle. Weird just shaking his head knowing this was bound to happen once a drop of Mule passed Mick's lips.
"All of you. I bet you and Viktor strip on it too and pretend you don't." Ansgar accused Weird. "Your brother's losing his clothes too."
Ansgar could barely stop laughing long enough to speak, let alone drink more. Ziggy petted Mick's hair while he giggled himself to sleep. "Can one of you put him in bed?"
Ziggy certainly couldn't lift the sleeping guitarist.
"Oh yeah? Is this a challenge, Hairy? You think Princess Rex will start stripping too like sleepy Ronno here?"
Rex just laughed but did pick up the now snoring Mick in his arms, lifting him and placing him onto the bed, watching the blond curl up and get comfortable in his drunken slumber. Now, back to drinking and---getting Weird the fuck drunk.
"Ok, more Mule! Come on, Weird, you boring bastard. More booze!"
Grabbing hold of the chair, Rex managed to sit back down, thrusting his empty glass at Ansgar. Would Ziggy join in too?
"He already took his shirt off." Ansgar started laughing again. "I'm waiting for your stick in the mud ass to be bare and in pictures."
The blonde Dane was getting rowdy but in a good natured way. He filled Rex's glass and then stood, rathe gracefully for the amount of booze he's drank. Across the room and he grabbed Wierd's glass, filling it to near overflow. Ziggy took up Mick's glass of Mule to finish it. There was no sense in wasting it.
Ansgar went back over to sit against Rex's chair and drink from the bottle.
"Why don't you take some of your clothes off too, Hairy? I'm sure you're sexy under all of that."
Rex just feeling his cheeks heat as he imagined Ansgar naked, or had done for a while now, watching the Dane from afar. He was cheeky and very handsome in a scruffy way. Weird wanted to see his brother get even more smashed and strip just like Mick because it would happen.
"How about we play a game of dirty questions?"
Weird rolling his eyes but grinning since he was getting drunk slowly. Getting there. Rex totally fucking trashed as he was now giggling and near tipping his glass of booze down his front.
"I don't drunk strip like you Brits." Ansgar blushed red in the face from the compliment though, especially drunk.
"You sound like Torden." He accused which wasn't an insult per say since Ansgar and Torden were best friends, sometimes lovers, who really knew? "Get everyone drunk and start talking dirty. Fine. I want to see your brother talk dirty."
"Are you sure? I might have to ask Torden if you've been caught with your pants down anywhere embarrassing."
Rex drank some more of his Mule, feeling the burn and not even knowing how much he'd drunk. Who cared? He was trashed and would likely wake up feeling like utter shit puking his guts up. This part was fun though.
"Ok, you can start first. Weird can go second, then Ziggy then me. Does that sound good?"
"Only his dressing room once and that was his fault." Ansgar had no shame about his sexuality.
Ziggy waved them off. "I'm going to step out. You three have fun." He wanted no part of this mess and thought there must be something less trashy to be involved in.
"Fine! Where's the most embarrassing place you to have been caught with your pants off?" He's asking both of them.
"Oh, are you going, Ziggy? Well, we'll look after sleeping beauty here. Ronno is dead to the world."
Rex waved as he watched the singer leave. That left Weird, himself and the drunken Dane. What fun! This was going to become a shitshow for sure once Weird got smashed eventually. The man could drink so fucking much!
"Oh shit um----I would say in the dressing room too. A groupie stole all my underwear so I had to walk around with no pants on until I bought more!"
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The Brit just giggling more, feeling the booze heat up his cheeks so he was flush, burying his face slightly in Ansgar's hair. Rex hadn't drank this much in a long time and Weird knew more than anything at just how trashy his brother could get once smashed. Mick nearly choked on his mouthful of booze at the Dane's words.
"It was more than a bloody glass, mate. Give or take it was around six or seven I think. I get too hot drinking this stuff so I'm taking it slowly. Makes me take my clothes off."
Mick giggling softly whilst making eyes at Ziggy.
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It was a playful accusation and Ansgar leaned his head back to look up at Rex. It left his head leaning on the chair between the Brit's legs while giggling wildly.
"Was it?" Ansgar taunted. "Drink this bottle with me then and we will see if you're rolling around naked on the floor!"
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Rex was now saying things he had no idea about. Words just spouting out of his mouth drunkenly because he was gulping down the Mule at a rate, giggling at everything. Just seeing the Dane in between his legs got another feeling pulling at his insides. Ansgar was hot. Mick just shook his head, laughing softly.
"Fuck, mate. You get me drinking all of that and I'll strip for sure and get wasted. Someone will have to carry me up to the bed because my legs won't work."
Rex tickled Ansgar under the chin playfully.
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Ansgar was a riot when drunk and once someone started with him he could tease like crazy, both verbally and without realizing it physically.
"So you are a fucking drink baby!" Ansgar couldn't say more since he was squirming away and screaming from Rex's touch. The notorious Soeren ticklishness held true for the oldest of them too.
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Rex just giggling wildly, near toppling onto Ansgar from where he was sitting. What a trashfire. Weird just finishing his glass and feeling a slight euphoria from drinking the strong booze but nowhere near trashed yet. It would take more to get the stoic bassist drunk for sure.
"Who are you calling a drink baby, mate? Fuck off am I."
Mick just shaking his head, still smiling but wanting to prove he could do this. Downing his Mule in one go. In one fucking go. Weird knowing that this would not end well for Mick as well as his brother.
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Which was only a partial truth. Ansgar certainly would end up naked with people a lot while drunk.
"Come over here! I'll fill it back up." Who knew which Brit he was talking to, all of them maybe but the way Rex was leaning on his was distracting for his trashed mind.
"That's one, blondie! Five more to go." Ansgar is laughing and holding out the bottle toward Mick.
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Rex getting up, careful to step around Ansgar but aiming to walk towards his brother but failing, instead getting his foot caught on Mick's leg, toppling over onto the floor, rolling around laughing.
"Bloody hell, mate---are you alright?"
Mick getting his glass filled by Ansgar's bottle then holding his freshly filled glass above his head so that the smashed bassist didn't fall onto it. Weird just rolling his eyes at the drunken sight on the floor. Helping Rex to his feet, Mick then dumped Rex into the chair, pushing his blond hair back.
"Blondie? You're just as blond as me, mate. You drunken bastard. Five more? Fuck."
The guitarist just giggling and sitting back down again.
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Then he was laughing so hard that he choked on his drink watching Rex sprawl on the floor. The Dane was useless and stayed out of the way. He knew he was too drunk to help another smashed drunk up, especially one taller than him.
"I'm a Viking Dane we're all blonde." Ansgar downed his drink refilled it and wiggled the bottle at Mick. "You wanted to be hot shit so drink up."
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The drunken bassist now shoving his own full glass towards Weird who just stared at it and shook his head. Nope. He had his own and was drinking it at a steady pace. The liquor was strong and no doubt he might get drunk but no where near as smashed as his brother was right now. Mick was just finding this all hilarious as he drank his mule, giggling because he was getting drunk fast.
"Oh, how about I take some photos of us all together like this!"
Rex pulling out his camera from his jacket pocket, trying to hold onto it since he was so drunk. He took a few snaps but didn't know if they would turn out ok because his aim was all off. Mick took Ansgar's drink offered to him and sipped it slowly.
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"You're too drunk for a fucking camera." Ansgar starts laughing as he watches Rex trying to point the lens and keep it steady.
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Rex couldn't hold the camera steady at all and then he felt it snatched out of his hands by Mick who was now drunk like the rest of them. The Mule kicking in and causing the guitarist to become playful. Weird counting down to when Mick would start stripping his clothes off.
"Let me take some shots of you, mate. You're so fucking trashed just like hairy boy here."
Mick taking a few shots of Rex and then of Ansgar. He felt waves of heat wash over him as he passed the camera back to Rex.
"Oh---I'm getting bloody hot. It's so warm in here--"
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Ansgar accused the Brit sitting with him as he leans his chin on Rex's thigh before giggling at Mick snatching the camera. He started laughing as Mick began taking pictures.
"You're the one trashed." Ansgar pointed at Mick. "You're going to strip and pass out again."
Ansgar downed his drink and poured another one.
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"We're all bloody trashed apart from Weird. What happened to getting him smashed, lads? He's still so fucking sober."
Mick unbuttoned his shirt and then threw it over his head, giggling and nearly tripping on Weird's foot. Phase one of Ronno stripping had begun. Rex wolf whistled at Mick then began to tickle the back of Ansgar's neck.
"Ronno's giving us a free strip show! Maybe I should join in too for a fucking laugh."
Rex just now pulling off his own shirt and dumping it onto Ansgar's head.
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Ansgar shook his head at Mick and would have said something but all that came out was a high pitched scream of shock. The back of his neck was like being electrocuted from the way it effected his nerves. He's instantly squirming to get away. The Dane watched the two and snorted another laugh.
"Aarne was right! You Brit's can't take the mule." He jumped a little from the shirt dumped on his head. Grabbing it, balling up the shirt, and throwing it back at Rex.
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Rex just laughed at what Ansgar just said because he could hardly stand up. The screaming got an amused reaction from the bassist who just proceeded to ruffle up the Dane's hair playfully. Perhaps the Brits couldn't take the Mule because now Mick was unbuttoning his pants, leaning into Ziggy. Rex just took some shots with his camera snorting out an amused giggle.
"Ronno is stripping! Will he go all the way?"
Mick giving Rex the finger before pulling his pants down his legs. Weird sat calmly drinking his drink watching the madness unfold.
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Ansgar was in the middle of a long drink from the bottle but staring wide eyed at Mick. "I thought Aarne was exaggerating. Mule IS Brit naked juice!"
Ansgar just starts giggling while Ziggy sits there trying not to bust into laughter.
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Weird keeping a straight face as he spoke but then laughing as Mick then pulled his underwear down and flung it towards the door watching it twist itself around the doorknob. Absolute trash. He giggled and then leant his head against Ziggy's thigh, feeling sleepy.
"He's about to pass out! Let me get some good snaps of blond boy here. Ziggy, you can have them if you'd like?"
Rex smirking as he took some shots of Mick who was gone. The blond rubbed Ziggy's leg and then passed out with a giggle. Weird just shaking his head knowing this was bound to happen once a drop of Mule passed Mick's lips.
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Ansgar could barely stop laughing long enough to speak, let alone drink more. Ziggy petted Mick's hair while he giggled himself to sleep. "Can one of you put him in bed?"
Ziggy certainly couldn't lift the sleeping guitarist.
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Rex just laughed but did pick up the now snoring Mick in his arms, lifting him and placing him onto the bed, watching the blond curl up and get comfortable in his drunken slumber. Now, back to drinking and---getting Weird the fuck drunk.
"Ok, more Mule! Come on, Weird, you boring bastard. More booze!"
Grabbing hold of the chair, Rex managed to sit back down, thrusting his empty glass at Ansgar. Would Ziggy join in too?
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The blonde Dane was getting rowdy but in a good natured way. He filled Rex's glass and then stood, rathe gracefully for the amount of booze he's drank. Across the room and he grabbed Wierd's glass, filling it to near overflow. Ziggy took up Mick's glass of Mule to finish it. There was no sense in wasting it.
Ansgar went back over to sit against Rex's chair and drink from the bottle.
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Rex just feeling his cheeks heat as he imagined Ansgar naked, or had done for a while now, watching the Dane from afar. He was cheeky and very handsome in a scruffy way. Weird wanted to see his brother get even more smashed and strip just like Mick because it would happen.
"How about we play a game of dirty questions?"
Weird rolling his eyes but grinning since he was getting drunk slowly. Getting there. Rex totally fucking trashed as he was now giggling and near tipping his glass of booze down his front.
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"You sound like Torden." He accused which wasn't an insult per say since Ansgar and Torden were best friends, sometimes lovers, who really knew? "Get everyone drunk and start talking dirty. Fine. I want to see your brother talk dirty."
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Rex drank some more of his Mule, feeling the burn and not even knowing how much he'd drunk. Who cared? He was trashed and would likely wake up feeling like utter shit puking his guts up. This part was fun though.
"Ok, you can start first. Weird can go second, then Ziggy then me. Does that sound good?"
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Ziggy waved them off. "I'm going to step out. You three have fun." He wanted no part of this mess and thought there must be something less trashy to be involved in.
"Fine! Where's the most embarrassing place you to have been caught with your pants off?" He's asking both of them.
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Rex waved as he watched the singer leave. That left Weird, himself and the drunken Dane. What fun! This was going to become a shitshow for sure once Weird got smashed eventually. The man could drink so fucking much!
"Oh shit um----I would say in the dressing room too. A groupie stole all my underwear so I had to walk around with no pants on until I bought more!"
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