Gilly's eyes go wide when his aim misses and hits the Dane in the face instead. Shit. That hadn't meant to happen and now the drummer was blushing and then gasping when Rik took his breakfast and gave it to Bønne.
"It wasn't supposed to hit you. Hey---that's my breakfast, you Danish bastard."
He went to snatch it back but then the rat was eating it. Oh god. Gilly just frowned and pouted, putting on a bitchy face. Billy ruffled the drummer's hair and giggled, which earned him a kick from under the table. Hunter saw what was going on and rolled his eyes. Oh dear. He patted Gilly's arm and offered his lover some of his own toast.
A few moments later the Brit is standing outside the back parking lot door waitng for Aarne to show up with his bike and skateboard. Had Billy ridden a skateboard before? Yes. Was he any good with it? Maybe? He'd fallen on his ass a few times before but this was just too good to miss. Messing about with members of the Hammers was a riot and the Fin was fucking crazy.
"Hey, baby cakes. I'm here?"
Billy looked around and then smirked because he knew this would be epic. Would they get arrested if the cops saw them? Ah, who cared? They could all suck balls. The Brit would trashmouth them and show them his naked, pale ass if they followed.
Aarne is waiting on his Ducati with the modified skateboard sitting on the ground beside him on the curb.
"Baby cakes?" Aarne starts laughing. "I thought the Dane was all your desserts and Danishes?"
He's totally picking on Billy after overhearing that sort of commentary from the Brit before. He doesn't hang out with Billy much, by incident rather than choice, but Joe and Rik both speak so well of him.
"If you're throwing it, you weren't interested in eating it." Rik gets sassy right back at Gilly. He is playful but the idea of getting oatmeal in his hair was unacceptable. "Bonne is hungry."
Gilly got up and leant over the table aiming a slap to his brother's cheek but only ended up falling forwards onto the table, near knocking his older brother's breakfast onto the floor. Jesus. Billy annoyed voiced his anger at his baby tart brother;
"Fuck, you tart!--"
Billy yelled at his brother and then went to yank at Gilly's tarty pants, pulling them down so that it revealed the drummer's pale ass cheeks. Hunter nearly dropped his breakfast into his lap when he gasped at seeing what was going on. Joe grinned and got up laughing and clapping at seeing Gilly's naked ass.
"Naked ass!"
Mick and Weird both just staring at each other but then laughing softly. Gilly the tart.
"Yeah, why not? I thought it made a change from whatever your fancy man Joe calls you. The Finnish Terror is too much of a fucking mouthful."
Billy grinned and then glanced down at the modified board. It looked good. As for his Dane being a pastry? He was a cute, fluffy boy with luxurious hair and the Brit would have it no other way. Shooting Aarne a wink, Billy nodded.
"Rik? Yeah, I'm his smukke and kort luvvie. He's my Danish Pastry."
It wasn't often that Billy hung out with Aarne so it would be fun to get to know the crazy Fin.
"Don't let Joe hear he might slug you in the mouth." Aarne laughed and shook his head. He loved that Joe was so possessive and wanted him. "It's nice to have someone get greedy over me."
Then he is laughing again. "He calls you Shortie?"
Oh that was amusing and it was a great point got teasing. "I noticed he's your pastry. Danish tradition to eat pastries before coffee. It makes you late to breakfast all the time because it takes you too long with your morning pastry."
"He won't slug me in the mouth. I know him. If things do get shitty between us I'll ply him with a bottle of Jack. That always works."
Billy had known Joe for a couple of years now and usually they got on well. But, sometimes there were arguments and disagreements in any band so Billy often gave the bassist Jack and then he was alright again. As for being possessive over the Fin? The guitarist knew this might be the case so he may have to watch his tongue from now on.
"Yeah, he calls me Shortie even though I'm only two inches shorter than him. It's his hair. Makes him taller."
That caused the blond to giggle a little.
"Are you saying I eat my pastry out before coffee? Or rather suck the cream out of it?"
"I don't think Jack will work. He tore up a bar over people close to me."
He didn't want to start anything between the friends but it was worth mentioning. He didn't really think Joe would but in a drunken stupor who knew how he might react.
"You are short." Aarne giggled because, to him, everyone but Ziggy was short. Some were a lot shorter, especially the Spiders.
"I don't know, you tell me. What makes you so late and Rik look so well rested and happy?"
Billy snapped back at Gilly but then giggled at the whole thing of him getting his ass slapped as he sunk back down into his chair. Gilly who was now red as the tomato on his brother's plate just slumped down in his seat as Hunter wrapped two arms around his lover trying to comfort him.
"Here, mate."
The Brit offered Rik his own napkin for his face. What a shit show already and it wasn't even 9 O'clock yet! Trust the Tart Twins to start a food fight at the table.
"He did? Shit, that's something right there. I know Joe but I've never actually seen the more angry side of him. He rarely gets that angry to do stuff like that."
Billy mostly saw the friendly, crazy side of the bassist but not the jealous, angry side who could snap and fly off the handle. That was mainly Viktor. He got violent and went into berserk mode when he was pissed at something.
"Fuck you. I'm not that short, leggy. At least I won't hit my head on the door frame when I go into buildings."
It was a tarty comment but Billy meant no spite behind it. Aarne was a decent person and Joe was lucky to have his tall, crazy Fin. Everyone in the band could see how happy it made the bassist.
"Rik gets sucked every morning. Fucked too if he wants. I bet you're the same with Joe you kinky bitch."
Billy laughed and then focused his attention back onto the homemade board. Would they get this show on the road because the Brit was ready to rip up the road with this chaos they were about to embark on.
"Smashed a bottle and threw a table." It was nice though as far as the Fin was concerned. No one had really cared what happened to him before. Well, his bandmates and family did but no one from the outside.
"If I tried to fuck you, you'd need a step-stool shorty." Aarne is casually flirting but also teasing the hell out of Billy. He adored what he did for Rik but he did need teasing.
"I get fucked anywhere, anytime, night or day." Aarne laughed and then glanced at Billy. "I'm glad you got him. He's too hot to not be getting fucked all the time."
Then he's back to thinking about the dynamics of that they are about to do. "Are you going to sit on the board or do I need to find some sort of rope or something?"
"Both tarts? Gilly is more tartier than me and everyone knows it. Aren't you, bitch?"
Billy playfully went to slap at his brother's face and this caused the drummer to pout and offer a kick under the table. At least Hunter was consoling Gilly and stopping a full-on brawl at the table. Going back to his breakfast, the Billy began tucking into some of his Danish delights.
"Shit. He did? I know Joe gets angry but not as mad as Viktor does. He must have been really pissed to have done that."
At the comment about Aarne fucking Billy the Brit just gave him a tarty glare and then offered a finger. It was in good taste at least and they were about to perform a pretty awesome stunt together. Hopefully, Billy wouldn't fall off the board and end up injuring himself. Rik would be pissed at that.
"Want me to sit? Otherwise I could hold onto the back of the bike somehow? Rope might work too..."
"I think he was mad at me." Aarne shrugs while wondering if maybe, inside somewhere, Joe was still angry with him. He worried like this a lot, worried that he was going to make everyone leave.
"Stick that finger up again and I'll bite it." Aarne giggled and straddled the bike before looking back at the board, the bike and Billy. He pulled off his leather belt and looped it through the bar on just behind the seat, buckled it and nodded. It would give Billy somewhere to hold and keep him away from the tires.
"Sitting, I think, to start." Aarne loved crazy stunts but the idea of hurting Billy, or more the look on Rik's face if Billy got hurt, was not something the Fin wanted to happen.
"You're the one with a tart mouth right now." Rik giggles and gives Billy a bump with his shoulder before returning to his food.
"It's not as good as in Denmark but it's the best approximation with American food." Which was good enough. Rik was just spoiled, partially by his upbringing and partially by Aarne and his constant cooking.
"Mad at you? That's hard to believe because he fucking loves you, mate. We've all seen it."
Billy didn't know what else to say about that so decided to drop it. Feigning a shocked gasp the Brit waggled his finger towards the Fin in a tarty display. He loved winding people up and Aarne would be no exception. Watching what was going on he knew this was crazy but what the hell, it would be fun!
"Sitting? Right. Is this how you want me?"
Making sure he was firmly sat on the board, Billy looked up at Aarne, offering him a fake kiss and a giggle.
"Rude, smukke. My brother is much more tartier than me."
Billy tucked into his food then offered Rik a playful glance before sliding a hand underneath the table and squeezing the Dane's thigh. He was eating with his fork in one hand and the other on Rik's leg. Fucking tease.
"I can't wait to swallow your sausage again."
The Brit licked his lips suggestively and noticed Gilly looking between the two. Hunter now nuzzling into his drummer's ear.
But that finger waving is not going on without retribution. Aarne snatched Billy's hand and licked his finger then bit it, not too hard, before letting go and laughing maniacally about it.
"After what happened to your finger you better watch blowing kisses." He winked but nodded at the question. "Are you ready?"
"Yeah, you can. I've got mad at thugs who insulted my ex-boyfriend once in a park before---he left me."
Billy looked down at his feet and didn't want to talk about him getting mad. That was the last true time he really got angry and lost his cool. Jacob couldn't cope with social norms and the bullying so broke off the relationship. That was always hard. At least now he had Rik.
"Fuck---"
He wasn't expecting the Fin to actually lick and bite his finger! Billy just stared and then wiped his finger on his shirt. He wasn't Joe so didn't appreciate anyone licking his fingers except his Dane.
Aarne kept on laughing when he saw that reaction to the lick.
"Ok, slow and in the lot for now." The lot was nicely paved so it was less likely for Billy to fly off the board and give him time to get used to it. He started the bike and then started moving, slowly at first.
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