"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.
Billy got his sausage and began mouthing it lewdly at the table, sliding the end in between his lips sucking on it loudly. Such a dirty tart. Gilly and Hunter just going wide-eyed a little at the display. Biting off the end he then swallowed and continued to play with his sausage, watching Rik the whole time.
"I won't bite your end off. I'll suck the end off though."
Billy winked at Rik and knew full well he was being a teasing bitch, much like his tarty brother. The giggling was cute from the Dane and it only served to wind up the Brit as he drank some of his coffee after swallowing some sausage. Hunter was watching the two smirking and Gilly was trying to kick Billy under the table again.
"Do you suck the end off Hunter's cock, tart?"
This was obviously going straight into the gutter as Gilly practically coughed on some of his toast. Hunter snorting with laughter.
Rik was going to say something but he was feeling his cheeks burn with the redness. Glancing at Gilly from under his hair he turned to Billy, giggling.
"You do the same kind of thing, TART!" Rik was laughing because he couldn't believe he said it, red in the cheeks but Billy deserved getting hell from both of them if he was going to try and dish it out to both of them.
The Tart Twins at the breakfast table. Whatever next? Billy goading Gilly on and Hunter trying to act the mum whilst Rik was finding it amusing.
"You're such a tart, Gilly. We know you hair flick when you drum, I've seen it!"
Billy now digging into his brother a little more, finding it irresistible to see that tarty expression over the Spider's face. Hunter just staring at Rik and then rolling his eyes at the brotherly drama.
"Fuck you. You're the one who's got a chest like a fucking forest. You could grow mushrooms on that!"
Gilly slapping a piece of toast onto Billy's chest, giggling at it all.
"You hair flip during your solos." Rik accused with a laugh. "I've seen you do it every time you hit the lowest note in the solo."
Rik was going to tease them in turn. Rik was going to say something and then looked at the bread on Billy. Scowling he picked up the oats reached across the table and put it right into Gilly's lap.
"You want to throw food, Lille tærte" Rik was done with the thrown food.
Billy just stared open-mouthed at that and then burst out laughing because Rik had rumbled him. Yep, he totally did hair flips during his guitar solos and wasn't so different from his baby brother at all. Tarty all the way. Gilly snorted at that and then gasped when Rik threw the oats into his lap.
"Shit! You bitch---look what you did!"
The drummer got the oats and threw a handful at Rik's hair. Hunter knew he'd have to intervene so distracted his tarty lover by kissing him passionately. That shut Gilly up for five seconds. Billy managed to brush most of the oats out of his lover's thick hair and gave his brother a scornful look.
"Payback." Rik might not be tarty in expression but he could be bitchy when he wanted. "For the bullshit at the breakfast table."
The oats in his hair got a scoff of anger from the guitarist. "You throw oats at me one more time and I'm holding you down and letting Bonne run all over you."
Gilly almost screeched the last few words, curling up into Hunter's arms, as the Swede rolled his eyes and then kissed the drummer's forehead. Billy just snorted in amusement at his immature brother. Honestly, he could act like a five year old at times.
"You drama queen."
Billy whispered under his breath as he ate. No more shit from the young tart because people wanted peace with their breakfast not screaming tarts.
Rik gave Billy an elbow to the side for those murmured words that could start shit up again. Then he laughs a little before cleaning himself up and going back to eating. Hopefully the rest of breakfast would be peaceful.
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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.
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"Dirty tart mouth." Rik started to laugh as he waved his spoon at Billy. "like your brother."
Though he did lean in and give Billy a kiss on the cheek before going back to his food.
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Billy got his sausage and began mouthing it lewdly at the table, sliding the end in between his lips sucking on it loudly. Such a dirty tart. Gilly and Hunter just going wide-eyed a little at the display. Biting off the end he then swallowed and continued to play with his sausage, watching Rik the whole time.
Such a teasing tart.
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"Not if you're going to bite the end off." Rik says teasing, even if he is still bright red.
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Billy winked at Rik and knew full well he was being a teasing bitch, much like his tarty brother. The giggling was cute from the Dane and it only served to wind up the Brit as he drank some of his coffee after swallowing some sausage. Hunter was watching the two smirking and Gilly was trying to kick Billy under the table again.
"Do you suck the end off Hunter's cock, tart?"
This was obviously going straight into the gutter as Gilly practically coughed on some of his toast. Hunter snorting with laughter.
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"You do the same kind of thing, TART!" Rik was laughing because he couldn't believe he said it, red in the cheeks but Billy deserved getting hell from both of them if he was going to try and dish it out to both of them.
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"You're such a tart, Gilly. We know you hair flick when you drum, I've seen it!"
Billy now digging into his brother a little more, finding it irresistible to see that tarty expression over the Spider's face. Hunter just staring at Rik and then rolling his eyes at the brotherly drama.
"Fuck you. You're the one who's got a chest like a fucking forest. You could grow mushrooms on that!"
Gilly slapping a piece of toast onto Billy's chest, giggling at it all.
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Rik was going to tease them in turn. Rik was going to say something and then looked at the bread on Billy. Scowling he picked up the oats reached across the table and put it right into Gilly's lap.
"You want to throw food, Lille tærte" Rik was done with the thrown food.
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"Shit! You bitch---look what you did!"
The drummer got the oats and threw a handful at Rik's hair. Hunter knew he'd have to intervene so distracted his tarty lover by kissing him passionately. That shut Gilly up for five seconds. Billy managed to brush most of the oats out of his lover's thick hair and gave his brother a scornful look.
Tarts.
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The oats in his hair got a scoff of anger from the guitarist. "You throw oats at me one more time and I'm holding you down and letting Bonne run all over you."
That should shut the little brat up.
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Gilly almost screeched the last few words, curling up into Hunter's arms, as the Swede rolled his eyes and then kissed the drummer's forehead. Billy just snorted in amusement at his immature brother. Honestly, he could act like a five year old at times.
"You drama queen."
Billy whispered under his breath as he ate. No more shit from the young tart because people wanted peace with their breakfast not screaming tarts.
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