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"I can imagine. Must be hard for him seeing two blokes punching each other like that. Hopefully, they've learnt their lesson."
Mick just didn't want to keep dealing with the bands fighting each other, not when it affected Ziggy so much. They obviously didn't know what effect it had on the Anthean, not knowing about the alien side of things. That would have to be kept a secret. Nodding, he delved into the bag and pulled out the citrus lotion, uncapping it and sniffing it slightly.
"Lemons. This smells nice, Zig."
Pulling off his jacket and hanging it up on the back of the door on the hanger, Mick then removed his white silk pants and was left in his black boxer shorts. Moving to the bed he picked up the lotion and squeezed some onto his palm and began warming it up by rubbing his palms together.
"I've not done this much before but I'd like to try it with you."
He began lathering his palms along Ziggy's feet first, since he was going to make this a full body massage and the feet were the first thing to do. Slowly, he massaged the souls of the feet then the toes, being careful with each joint as he worked with his guitarist's fingers.
Mick just didn't want to keep dealing with the bands fighting each other, not when it affected Ziggy so much. They obviously didn't know what effect it had on the Anthean, not knowing about the alien side of things. That would have to be kept a secret. Nodding, he delved into the bag and pulled out the citrus lotion, uncapping it and sniffing it slightly.
"Lemons. This smells nice, Zig."
Pulling off his jacket and hanging it up on the back of the door on the hanger, Mick then removed his white silk pants and was left in his black boxer shorts. Moving to the bed he picked up the lotion and squeezed some onto his palm and began warming it up by rubbing his palms together.
"I've not done this much before but I'd like to try it with you."
He began lathering his palms along Ziggy's feet first, since he was going to make this a full body massage and the feet were the first thing to do. Slowly, he massaged the souls of the feet then the toes, being careful with each joint as he worked with his guitarist's fingers.
"...Sexet---Britisk opror? Whatever that means, I'm guessing sexy British something?"
He laughed a little and watched as Rik sat down on the bed to remove his shirt. The poor guy revealing the number that Viktor had performed on his lithe body. As much as Billy liked his band leader---sometimes Viktor could be a right fucking blockhead. The whole coke thing should never have happened and the whole hotel knew this by now. The ugly bruises causing the Brit to frown.
"You poor thing. Even your ass is bruised? Let's just get you feeling a bit more comfortable."
Going over to the mini bar, Billy made up a nice cool glass of water for Rik and a small whiskey for himself. Fuck, he needed it after this. Passing the Dane his drink, he sat down and just wanted to be here for his lover.
He laughed a little and watched as Rik sat down on the bed to remove his shirt. The poor guy revealing the number that Viktor had performed on his lithe body. As much as Billy liked his band leader---sometimes Viktor could be a right fucking blockhead. The whole coke thing should never have happened and the whole hotel knew this by now. The ugly bruises causing the Brit to frown.
"You poor thing. Even your ass is bruised? Let's just get you feeling a bit more comfortable."
Going over to the mini bar, Billy made up a nice cool glass of water for Rik and a small whiskey for himself. Fuck, he needed it after this. Passing the Dane his drink, he sat down and just wanted to be here for his lover.
"Dad will take care of them if they haven't." Ziggy knew better than to rile his father up too much.
The Anthean can't help but smile as he watched Mick undress. He's not in the mood for sex right now but he's still good to look at.
"Go easy." Ziggy instructs and wiggles a little because pressure in the very center of the soles of his feet kind of tickles a little.
The Anthean can't help but smile as he watched Mick undress. He's not in the mood for sex right now but he's still good to look at.
"Go easy." Ziggy instructs and wiggles a little because pressure in the very center of the soles of his feet kind of tickles a little.
"Rebel?" Rik starts laughing. "It's more punk or hooligan." If they were to use a UK version of the idea.
Rik was thinking about a shower to get his hair cleaned and just get the dirt and blood off. However, lifting his arms hurt a little. He's not used to fighting at all.
"He tackled me and I went down hard." He nods at the water and drinks carefully. Then sighs and glances at Billy. "Would you mind brushing out my hair? It hurts it lift my arms."
Rik was thinking about a shower to get his hair cleaned and just get the dirt and blood off. However, lifting his arms hurt a little. He's not used to fighting at all.
"He tackled me and I went down hard." He nods at the water and drinks carefully. Then sighs and glances at Billy. "Would you mind brushing out my hair? It hurts it lift my arms."
He gently began pushing his thumbs into the soles as he gently massaged his girlfriend's feet, heeding the words about being careful, since he wanted this to be relaxing. Slowly, he made his way up towards the ankle, using his long fingers to slick the lotion around the joint, gently rubbing up, down and around.
To be honest, Mick was finding this therapeutic himself, as he easily found a rhythm as he worked. Just touching Ziggy like this in a non-sexual way felt good as it was also sensual and soothing.
"You smell all lemon-y already. How does this feel?"
To be honest, Mick was finding this therapeutic himself, as he easily found a rhythm as he worked. Just touching Ziggy like this in a non-sexual way felt good as it was also sensual and soothing.
"You smell all lemon-y already. How does this feel?"
"I'm definitely a bad boy and you know it."
Then, Rik uttered the magic words. Hair brushing. The Brit's blue eyes twinkled with interest and admiration as he smiled fondly. Of course he'd jump at the chance to get to touch that thick, white hair of the Dane's. But first, did he want a bath to get the blood off?
"Did you want to sit in the bath and get washed first? I could sponge you down gently so you don't have to raise your arms or do anything."
It was for non-sexual reasons of course. The man was bruised and in pain and needed some comfort and tender loving care. This, of course, Billy was ready to offer and for reasons out of the goodness of his own heart. That and partly because of what Viktor did to him.
Then, Rik uttered the magic words. Hair brushing. The Brit's blue eyes twinkled with interest and admiration as he smiled fondly. Of course he'd jump at the chance to get to touch that thick, white hair of the Dane's. But first, did he want a bath to get the blood off?
"Did you want to sit in the bath and get washed first? I could sponge you down gently so you don't have to raise your arms or do anything."
It was for non-sexual reasons of course. The man was bruised and in pain and needed some comfort and tender loving care. This, of course, Billy was ready to offer and for reasons out of the goodness of his own heart. That and partly because of what Viktor did to him.
"It's tangled. If it gets wet it will make it worse." Rik didn't even want to think of the knots that would end up in his hair if he got it wet before brushing it.
Despite the pain he glanced slyly at the Brit. "You can bathe me any time you want." That was an open invitation, surely even better when he wasn't half beaten.
Despite the pain he glanced slyly at the Brit. "You can bathe me any time you want." That was an open invitation, surely even better when he wasn't half beaten.
"Ok. Brushed then washed. Got it. The things I do for you, smukke."
Billy loved it and Rik knew he did, yet he couldn't help but tease his Dane, just because it caused him to smile. This was love, there was no doubt about it---he was in love with Rik Soeren. This had been evident for some time now but each and everyday brought new waves of emotion over the Brit and his heart fluttered in ways that hadn't happened with his past lovers.
"Let's get your wild mane brushed."
Moving to pick up the hairbrush, Billy sat back down on the bed and gently began teasing through Rik's thick hair gently, using the brush to comb through any tangles. God, he loved the man's hair. So thick and exuberant. He couldn't help but thread a few fingers through it as he brushed with his other hand.
Billy loved it and Rik knew he did, yet he couldn't help but tease his Dane, just because it caused him to smile. This was love, there was no doubt about it---he was in love with Rik Soeren. This had been evident for some time now but each and everyday brought new waves of emotion over the Brit and his heart fluttered in ways that hadn't happened with his past lovers.
"Let's get your wild mane brushed."
Moving to pick up the hairbrush, Billy sat back down on the bed and gently began teasing through Rik's thick hair gently, using the brush to comb through any tangles. God, he loved the man's hair. So thick and exuberant. He couldn't help but thread a few fingers through it as he brushed with his other hand.
"If you're going to complain I can call Aarne in to brush it for me?" Rik teased back. Aarne would brush his hair for hours too. It was a friendly sort of obsession that had grown out of their early interactions. They were still close and physically touchy though the sexual aspects were out of it unless the Fin was incredibly trashed out of his mind.
Rik expected it to hurt a little here and there due to the tangles but the fingers in his hair were nice. Sipping on his water and holding the ice to his lip he sighed contented at the Brit brushing his hair. It felt good. Better than anyone else doing it and that meant something.
"You should brush my hair more often." The Dane offered because it made him feel tingly and his heart skipped in his chest.
Rik expected it to hurt a little here and there due to the tangles but the fingers in his hair were nice. Sipping on his water and holding the ice to his lip he sighed contented at the Brit brushing his hair. It felt good. Better than anyone else doing it and that meant something.
"You should brush my hair more often." The Dane offered because it made him feel tingly and his heart skipped in his chest.
Ziggy moaned quietly as Mick found the places where the arches of his feet ached from hours in heels. He stretched slowly as the touch continued. It felt good to just have Mick touching him.
"Amazing like every time your hands are on me." Ziggy smiled and sighed as he folded his arms to rest his cheek on them. Closing his eyes he let the relaxation he's feeling transmit to his lover. They could both use the time to relax and find comfort.
"Amazing like every time your hands are on me." Ziggy smiled and sighed as he folded his arms to rest his cheek on them. Closing his eyes he let the relaxation he's feeling transmit to his lover. They could both use the time to relax and find comfort.
The moaning over drove the guitarist on to keep massaging and touching the Anthean, wondering where Ziggy was sensitive regarding his feet and legs. Moving up the ankles, he began gently smoothing his fingers and thumbs around Ziggy's calves, gently pushing his digits against the cool, slick skin, getting traction against the soft flesh. Small slick sounds were now filling the hotel room as Mick worked.
"I love it that my touch makes you feel so good, love. Ever since the train journey all I've wanted to do is touch you."
Even before the train---on stage, in the dressing room, everywhere. But Mick hadn't summoned up enough courage back then.
"I love it that my touch makes you feel so good, love. Ever since the train journey all I've wanted to do is touch you."
Even before the train---on stage, in the dressing room, everywhere. But Mick hadn't summoned up enough courage back then.
Ziggy was relaxing into the touch. It felt amazing in all the right ways. Though that comment got a laugh from the singer as he kicked his feet a little to rub it up Mick's side.
"Only since the train?" Ziggy glances back at him. "I don't believe you."
He's teasing his lover but he knows that they both wanted to touch long before that. They had touched in passing so many times.
"Only since the train?" Ziggy glances back at him. "I don't believe you."
He's teasing his lover but he knows that they both wanted to touch long before that. They had touched in passing so many times.
"You're right, mate. It was a long time before that and I was too daft to say or do anything. I kept wanting to touch your arm and shoulder at the audition and I wanted to kiss you. At least now we can touch each other where we want when we want."
That was a saving grace for both musicians. At least, they could indulge in each other's fantasies now. Most behind closed doors but some, such as the Denny's episode, out in the open air. Mick was an exhibitionist and had no idea he even was before the train ride. It was the secret thrill of doing something dirty out in the open that got him going.
"You can read me like a book, Zig."
The blond chuckled and continued pressing his thumbs into the back of Ziggy's calf, doing one and then the other, moving his hands up and then down again, relieving the muscle of tension.
That was a saving grace for both musicians. At least, they could indulge in each other's fantasies now. Most behind closed doors but some, such as the Denny's episode, out in the open air. Mick was an exhibitionist and had no idea he even was before the train ride. It was the secret thrill of doing something dirty out in the open that got him going.
"You can read me like a book, Zig."
The blond chuckled and continued pressing his thumbs into the back of Ziggy's calf, doing one and then the other, moving his hands up and then down again, relieving the muscle of tension.
"You did touch me sometimes." Ziggy glanced back at where Mick was rubbing his legs. "It made my heart stop when you did. When you looked at me I forgot to think sometimes. I forgot lyrics."
Ziggy relaxed again, laughing. He had so many memories of Mick just hitting him like a freight train and he wondered if he knew how much effect he had.
"Everyone can read us." Ziggy rolled a little to look at Mick. "I'm never going to be able to hide that I love you."
Ziggy relaxed again, laughing. He had so many memories of Mick just hitting him like a freight train and he wondered if he knew how much effect he had.
"Everyone can read us." Ziggy rolled a little to look at Mick. "I'm never going to be able to hide that I love you."
"Yeah, I did on stage. Just when we were close and I leant into you or touch your shoulder and things. I love all those light touches and getting to hump you when I played guitar."
Mick loved all of it and he knew Ziggy did too. Of course Weird knew all about their secret relationship and the way they wanted each other way before Gilly knew. The memories though....they would be treasured forever. Now, it was time to make new ones which would also be treasured in years to come.
"Jack said I stare at you like you're a work of art that can be bitten. It made me smile."
He gently worked his hands up Ziggy's calves and then moved higher to massaged the back of the knee joint, taking his time because he knew the singer struggled with the gravity and the way it affected his joints.
Mick loved all of it and he knew Ziggy did too. Of course Weird knew all about their secret relationship and the way they wanted each other way before Gilly knew. The memories though....they would be treasured forever. Now, it was time to make new ones which would also be treasured in years to come.
"Jack said I stare at you like you're a work of art that can be bitten. It made me smile."
He gently worked his hands up Ziggy's calves and then moved higher to massaged the back of the knee joint, taking his time because he knew the singer struggled with the gravity and the way it affected his joints.
"It was such a tease." Ziggy sighed. "I wanted to fuck you so badly, the way you touched me and looked at me. I feel like I spent entire tours ready to fuck constantly because I couldn't get you."
Ziggy stroked Mick's chest. "Now I get to come off the stage and you come to my bed to fuck you senseless."
Ziggy giggled at the description from Jack. "I can see where he gets that idea."
The hands though had him nearly falling asleep. "Mmmm... I may have to give you a massage in the morning. This feels amazing."
Ziggy stroked Mick's chest. "Now I get to come off the stage and you come to my bed to fuck you senseless."
Ziggy giggled at the description from Jack. "I can see where he gets that idea."
The hands though had him nearly falling asleep. "Mmmm... I may have to give you a massage in the morning. This feels amazing."
"I could almost sense how much you wanted to fuck me on stage. Just the way your eyes shot to me with a longing and the way you licked your lips during "Time." Fuck, I wanted you so badly I had to jump on you and hump your back."
Mick wanted to do much more than hump Ziggy's back but due to the constraints they were under at the time it was just impossible. Yet, the light touches and steamy glances were all worth it.
"I love it when you fuck me senseless, love. Just hearing those high pitched cries gets me going."
He smiled at that as he continued to work on the back of Ziggy's knees, just enjoying the feel of those legs under his touch. His fingers rubbing and stroking the soft, cool skin as the oil was being worked in.
Mick wanted to do much more than hump Ziggy's back but due to the constraints they were under at the time it was just impossible. Yet, the light touches and steamy glances were all worth it.
"I love it when you fuck me senseless, love. Just hearing those high pitched cries gets me going."
He smiled at that as he continued to work on the back of Ziggy's knees, just enjoying the feel of those legs under his touch. His fingers rubbing and stroking the soft, cool skin as the oil was being worked in.
"What? No! I don't want that Fin brushing your hair when I can do it better."
Billy put on a fake pout and began brushing Rik's hair slightly harder, teasing out any knots and tangles as he found them. He knew the Dane was mostly teasing about getting the drummer to brush his hair, yet Billy was finding that he wanted to be the one doing the little things for his man.
"I want to. Hunter might ask why I'm brushing your hair in the dressing room. I'm sure he brushes my brother's hair, so we'd be even."
A soft giggle and Billy lifted some of Rik's lavish hair up to kiss at the nape of his lover's neck. His tongue flicked out softly to tickle the skin gently.
Billy put on a fake pout and began brushing Rik's hair slightly harder, teasing out any knots and tangles as he found them. He knew the Dane was mostly teasing about getting the drummer to brush his hair, yet Billy was finding that he wanted to be the one doing the little things for his man.
"I want to. Hunter might ask why I'm brushing your hair in the dressing room. I'm sure he brushes my brother's hair, so we'd be even."
A soft giggle and Billy lifted some of Rik's lavish hair up to kiss at the nape of his lover's neck. His tongue flicked out softly to tickle the skin gently.
"Whatever."
Viktor was drunk and wasn't in the mood for much talking at the moment. That and he'd nearly lost a fight to the tall, lanky Dane. The harp boy. He then frowned when she told him he'd have to wait weeks for the ribs to heal. Fuck that. He had to sing for the band and couldn't afford to just sit in bed all day like some fucking ponce.
"Two weeks? A month? Fuck! I can't afford to sit in bed all day waiting for this to heal. I'm a singer and I have a band to look after. We go on tours. Is there no easy fix to this?"
He knew it wouldn't be easy. Viktor just drank some more vodka and sighed. She was helping him though and Weird wasn't such a bad bloke. He could rock a bass guitar just as good as Joe could.
"Thanks for doing this though---for me. Not many people bother looking after me."
Viktor was drunk and wasn't in the mood for much talking at the moment. That and he'd nearly lost a fight to the tall, lanky Dane. The harp boy. He then frowned when she told him he'd have to wait weeks for the ribs to heal. Fuck that. He had to sing for the band and couldn't afford to just sit in bed all day like some fucking ponce.
"Two weeks? A month? Fuck! I can't afford to sit in bed all day waiting for this to heal. I'm a singer and I have a band to look after. We go on tours. Is there no easy fix to this?"
He knew it wouldn't be easy. Viktor just drank some more vodka and sighed. She was helping him though and Weird wasn't such a bad bloke. He could rock a bass guitar just as good as Joe could.
"Thanks for doing this though---for me. Not many people bother looking after me."
"Are you getting possessive on me again?" Rik teased while gently elbowing the guitarist behind him. It feels good to be wanted like this even if he isn't used to it.
"He's more likely to tease us over it than ask why." Rik laughed and then squealed loudly over the kiss to his neck, wiggling wildly away from the touch. He loved the feeling but the tickle was too much to stay still for.
"He's more likely to tease us over it than ask why." Rik laughed and then squealed loudly over the kiss to his neck, wiggling wildly away from the touch. He loved the feeling but the tickle was too much to stay still for.
She shook her head, laughing good natured. "You aren't bed ridden. You should leave them unwrapped while you're resting but on stage it will help keep your ability to perform from suffering."
Gloria was still feeling over his ribs and shrugged. "They feel bruised. That needs to heal on its own time." She knew he had a job to do and considered it. "Icing it before doing anything physical and I can show you a way to lay that will reduce the swelling. Try eating more meat and dairy for awhile. It will help you heal. You should get some practice singing with your ribs bound before you go back on stage. The area, even without the binding, will feel stiff for awhile."
There's nothing to her tone other than kindness. The thanks gets a quiet giggle as she digs in her medical bag. "Back home there's a bike gang I've spent some time with. I've seen your type before and dealt with more than enough men who pretend like they are too tough for everything, including needing a doctor."
She has a sweet spot for men like Viktor because they were the few in her life than never discouraged her from being who she wanted to be. The smile she has is bright and genuine because it is serious but it is also little teasing. "You're no less a person in pain because you act like a tough punk. I've seen a lot of tough situations and the ones on the street aren't as useless as people think."
Gloria was still feeling over his ribs and shrugged. "They feel bruised. That needs to heal on its own time." She knew he had a job to do and considered it. "Icing it before doing anything physical and I can show you a way to lay that will reduce the swelling. Try eating more meat and dairy for awhile. It will help you heal. You should get some practice singing with your ribs bound before you go back on stage. The area, even without the binding, will feel stiff for awhile."
There's nothing to her tone other than kindness. The thanks gets a quiet giggle as she digs in her medical bag. "Back home there's a bike gang I've spent some time with. I've seen your type before and dealt with more than enough men who pretend like they are too tough for everything, including needing a doctor."
She has a sweet spot for men like Viktor because they were the few in her life than never discouraged her from being who she wanted to be. The smile she has is bright and genuine because it is serious but it is also little teasing. "You're no less a person in pain because you act like a tough punk. I've seen a lot of tough situations and the ones on the street aren't as useless as people think."
"When you got on me Mick, I almost passed out and got so wet." Ziggy groaned quietly both from the touch and the memories. "It was one of the first times my lady parts ached for fucking."
He had wanted before but this was a pure ache to be fucked. Ziggy wouldn't stop those hot glances or touches. He still wanted those.
"You going to make me loud tonight?" Ziggy teases and then sighs at the touch. "Your hands were worth waiting for."
The Anthean stretched his legs under the touch. It felt amazingly.
He had wanted before but this was a pure ache to be fucked. Ziggy wouldn't stop those hot glances or touches. He still wanted those.
"You going to make me loud tonight?" Ziggy teases and then sighs at the touch. "Your hands were worth waiting for."
The Anthean stretched his legs under the touch. It felt amazingly.
"You nearly passed out? I had no idea, love. I mean---it did affect me too, I got so hard in those tight sparkly pants of mine as I stood over you."
Mick had a raging hard-on but could do nothing about it since the was on stage and performing. During the break he had to run into the men's bathroom and jerk off he was so aroused. All along Ziggy wanted to be fucked in his most private area and the guitarist didn't even know that existed at the time.
"Do you want me to make you loud? If you're too tired I understand that. We can just talk and cuddle if you want. But if you want a good fucking I can give you that too."
The blond smiled to himself as he bent down and pressed light kisses up Ziggy's calf and then moved to his thigh, gently touching his lips to cool skin.
Mick had a raging hard-on but could do nothing about it since the was on stage and performing. During the break he had to run into the men's bathroom and jerk off he was so aroused. All along Ziggy wanted to be fucked in his most private area and the guitarist didn't even know that existed at the time.
"Do you want me to make you loud? If you're too tired I understand that. We can just talk and cuddle if you want. But if you want a good fucking I can give you that too."
The blond smiled to himself as he bent down and pressed light kisses up Ziggy's calf and then moved to his thigh, gently touching his lips to cool skin.
"I was so hot for you, constantly. I felt crazy." Ziggy laughed and glanced back at Mick. "I was always glad for the hot lights so people just thought I was sweating when you got me wet and it seeped into my clothes."
He had no idea what he would have done otherwise. This was relaxing though and maybe he would need a nap after. "If the massage doesn't put me to sleep and you keep doing that, I'm going to need one."
The kisses and warm lips on his cool skin felt amazing.
He had no idea what he would have done otherwise. This was relaxing though and maybe he would need a nap after. "If the massage doesn't put me to sleep and you keep doing that, I'm going to need one."
The kisses and warm lips on his cool skin felt amazing.
"I got hot too but then I mainly sweated on my chest and head. For you it must have been hard hiding it when your pussy got wet."
Mick kissed the back of Ziggy's knee join gently as he then pressed his oiled hands up higher, gently massaging the Anthean's buttocks. He kneaded the soft flesh carefully, just softly rubbing and making circular motions with his large hands. Was he butt massaging his girlfriend? Yes, he was.
"How does this feel?"
Large hands massaged just above where Ziggy's tailbone joined his buttocks, pressing into it gently as he went back to lathering over the soft cheeks.
Mick kissed the back of Ziggy's knee join gently as he then pressed his oiled hands up higher, gently massaging the Anthean's buttocks. He kneaded the soft flesh carefully, just softly rubbing and making circular motions with his large hands. Was he butt massaging his girlfriend? Yes, he was.
"How does this feel?"
Large hands massaged just above where Ziggy's tailbone joined his buttocks, pressing into it gently as he went back to lathering over the soft cheeks.
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