Mikkel took Fredrik's hand and started dragging him toward the booth so they could sit. There were bar waitresses around so they could order once they were sitting.
Fredrik winked at Mikkel and knew the Dane would get them both drunk tonight as per usual. It was more fun that way anyway because who wanted to leave a club sober? That was boring. Obviously, there were some on tour who couldn't or chose not to drink but that didn't include Fredrik and Mikkel who were often crazy drunks.
"We could also order a whole bottle of whiskey too after."
Mikkel gave Fredrik a playful push into the booth then turned to one of the waitresses and ordered two Zombies. He has seen Joey drinking them, big bowls of rum and juice.
"I have some of those at home." Once Fredrik was seated, Mikkel slid into the booth while straddling his lap and pressing a kiss to his cheek.
Fredrik giggled a little at the shove as he sat down in the booth and watched the serving waitress walk away with their orders of Zombies. It will be fun drinking fruity drinks and getting a dance from Mikkel.
"Bottles of whiskey? I think I ran out so I need more. Maybe some of Ivar's gut rot too."
"Hjalmar and Ansgar always have shitloads of booze."
Fredrik smirked and then wiggled a little when Mikkel ran his hands down the bassist's chest. Was this normal in a lap dance? It had to be since Mikkel knew what he was doing. Fredrik wanted to get drunk and have fun with his boyfriend.
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Mikkel took Fredrik's hand and started dragging him toward the booth so they could sit. There were bar waitresses around so they could order once they were sitting.
"What are we drinking?"
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Fredrik winked at Mikkel and knew the Dane would get them both drunk tonight as per usual. It was more fun that way anyway because who wanted to leave a club sober? That was boring. Obviously, there were some on tour who couldn't or chose not to drink but that didn't include Fredrik and Mikkel who were often crazy drunks.
"We could also order a whole bottle of whiskey too after."
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"I have some of those at home." Once Fredrik was seated, Mikkel slid into the booth while straddling his lap and pressing a kiss to his cheek.
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"Bottles of whiskey? I think I ran out so I need more. Maybe some of Ivar's gut rot too."
That always went down well.
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They always had booze. Mikkel started to giggle and ran his hands down Fredrik's chest. He was feeling flirty.
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Fredrik smirked and then wiggled a little when Mikkel ran his hands down the bassist's chest. Was this normal in a lap dance? It had to be since Mikkel knew what he was doing. Fredrik wanted to get drunk and have fun with his boyfriend.
"Is this what you do with Sigurd?"
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Mikkel leaned against Fredrik while laughing. "Sometimes, sometimes he wants me to slide under the table and suck him or has his hands down my pants."