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"What ifs we alls plays seven minutes in heaven?" Toki asked the group cheerfully. Dethklok and some groupies sat in the recording room instead of the usual living room because Nathan said he was feeling inspired to write. Really, it was more intimate in this room to get closer to all the ladies.
"Eh, Toki, der is no heavens." Skwisgaar fiddled with the guitar instead of the groupie next to him who clearly wanted something. "Are yous goinkgs to go t'rough all dat religkious crap like moidaface did?"
"No, Skwisgaar, I means the game," Toki leaned closer to Skwisgaar and whispered. "Where you take dem in de closets and put your you-know-what in them!" Skwisgaar made an 'o' with his mouth.
"I don't needs a stupid games to get with de ladies," He replied, putting his hand on a groupie's thigh. Toki saw her shudder and harrumphed back into the couch, the girl he brought lightly touching his arm.
"I think it'd be fun!" The girl next to Toki chimed in. The other floozies chattered in agreement as Toki looked around the room for the guys' approval.
"I agree with Toki, and the beautiful ladiesch, that it could be inchereschting to play this game." Muderface said, leaning in closer to the nearest woman to him.
"Of course yous agrees, you can'ts gets laid even if you were ehh de only guy on de earths." Two women next to Skwisgaar laughed as Murderface turned red.
"I can see how it would be fun," Nathan added, eyeing up the girl to Skwisgaar's right.
"Okei, let's do it theen. But we need somethin' to pick the names out of!" Pickles said. The girl next to him handed him her bra at lightning speed. "That works."
Pickles went around the recording room asking everyone for their names to put in the bra, before finally writing his own name and shuffling the papers around. He put his whole hand in the admittedly large cup and pulled out a name of one of the girls Skwisgaar brought. She giggled as she stood by the recording room closet that locked from the outside.
"Aaaaand de second name is…" Pickles squinted before he raised his eyebrows. "Me! It's my lucky day!" Pickles said setting the bra down on the floor and throwing his name scrap over his shoulder.
"That'sch bullschit! He probably cheated!" Murderface objected. Skwisgaar leaned over to pick up the scrap of paper.
"Nopes. He's tellings de truth." Skwisgaar said, putting his arms on the back of the couch. One of his hands started to play with a strand of Toki's hair. Toki pretended not to notice, starting to whistle and stare into the corner of the room. The girl on his arm pretended to be interested and looked with him.
"So whats do we dos whiles they in there?" Toki asked, crossing his legs.
"Uhhh I dunno, it's your game Toki," Nathan said, taking a sip out of his cup.
"I's never played this game before! Dat's why I wanteds to plays it." The rest of the room started to chatter with ideas of how to pass the time, most of the girls trying to get their respective guys to sleep with them, but the night was too young to take the girls back. Plus, Skwisgaar and Nathan knew they'd get whiskey dick at their current level of drunk, while the other two in the room just wanted to be included. They continued drinking, all starting to feel the buzz a bit more.
Heads turned as the door to the recording room opened. Charles closed the door behind him, turning around to face everyone, expression unphased. He was still in his full suit, looking slighty annoyed.
"What is Pickles doing-"
"Chaaarles you has to puts your name in de bras if yous in here!!!" Toki said, sloshing a bit of his beer trying to appear drunker than he was. He wanted to remember if he was going to be sleeping with a girl.
"No, I don't. What-"
"You has to!"
"Yeah Charles, you have to put your name in if you want to come in here." Nathan agreed, thrusting a pen and paper in his hands. Charles politely, but firmly, pushed the pen and paper away, but Nathan pushed it right back at him with more force. Charles relented, writing his name down and handing the paper over. He once read a parenting book that told him to pick his battles – this was not one he wanted to pick.
"So, what is Pickles doing in the closet?"
"Oh, we ams playingks seven minutes in heaven." Skwisgaar responded, picking at his guitar.
"That means absolutely nothing to me, I am going to get Pickles," Charles said, walking over to the closet.
"You might not wants to do thats! Pickle is putting his you-know-what in dat lady! That ams the rules!" Toki said, giggling.
Charles rolled his eyes and knocked on the closet door. A muffled "It's been seven minutes already? Geez! Let me geet dressed," came from the other side, as Charles stepped back.
"Oh, cool, Charles is playing now," Pickles said as he emerged from the closet, the groupie he went in with noticeably without a bra now. He put his arm around the girl's shoulders and wiped his mouth.
"Now that you're out, let's pick the next names now," Nathan said, gesturing towards the bra left on the ground.
"Yah, let's." Pickles bent down to pick up the bra, fishing another name out. He cocked an eyebrow and pulled the paper closer to his face. "Eet says Skwisgaar!" Everyone oooh -ed like someone in school just got called to the principal's office.
"Hueghueghueg, who ams going to be de lucky ladies for mes?" Skwisgaar said, standing up, much to the bemusement of the girls next to him. Whispers of hope could be heard through the room, as it was special to get with Skwisgaar alone. Charles put his hand on his dethphone just in case things got ugly. Pickles reached his hand into the bra once again.
"Ehh, it says Toki." A silence settled into the room, for it didn't cross anyone's mind that two guys could be chosen. Skwisgaar looked as if someone just told him he lost his guitar position at the Norwegian ice guitar festival. The other three members of Dethklok grew devilish grins.
"Uhms, choose another names, Pickle." Skwisgaar stated.
"J-ja Pickle! It ams a goil who goes in with Skwisgaar!" Toki piped up from the couch.
"No, no no, the bra chooses who goes in de closet! You guys have to go in there!" Pickles said, walking towards Skwisgaar with intent.
"Excuse me ladies," Nathan said before picking up Toki off the couch and throwing him over his shoulder. The women giggled as Toki struggled to get out of Nathan's grasp, meanwhile Murderface and Pickles were working on pushing Skwisgaar through the door. Nathan joined to push Skwisgaar into the closet with Toki still over his shoulder. He had dug his feet in the ground, trying not to fall, but was slowly being pushed. Some of the girls giggled to themselves, commenting how hot it would be to watch them in there, while others still stared at the now limp Toki. He had accepted his fate.
Once Skwisgaar was past the door frame, Nathan quickly plopped Toki down and closed the door in front of the two Scandinavians. Skwisgaar immediately reached for the murderknob, but failed to do so before it locked with a resounding click . He fitfully jiggled the handle, then walked to the other side of the closet when he realized it was useless. The closet was filled with extra recording equipment and was illuminated by a single lightbulb on the ceiling. Like most things in Mordhaus, it was larger than your average closet, but nonetheless it was still closet sized.
"Even though it ams gay, we haves to kiss for the game." Toki said, sighing.
"What? Can't we just waits it out?" Skwisgaar didn't even have his guitar to pass the time with.
"If they thinks we amen'ts kissing, they will keeps us in here!" Skwisgaar turned to face Toki, staring silently while clenching his fist. A moment passed before Skwisgaar opened his mouth again.
"This ams yours fault!" Skwisgaar said, yelling while walking across the small space.
"I don't controls the random chances!" Toki replied, throwing his hands up in the air in anguish.
"You ams de one who suggeskted to plays dis stupid game!" Skwisgaar crossed his arms, trying not to look at Toki. "I didn'ts even wants to do dis! I could sleep wit any of de ladies out dere. I ams going to sleep with de ladies out dere!" Toki looked towards the ground, dejected.
"I's just wanted to haves some funs!" Toki yelled.
Three loud bangs on the door startled them, before a voice yelled out to them. "You guys making out yet? We aren't letting you out unless you do! That's the rules!" They could hear Nathan's laugh behind the door. Skwisgaar refused to look at Toki, but Toki was trying to use his mind to persuade Skwisgaar to just get this over with.
"Skwisgaar, let's just-"
“If we ams going to be doings dis,” Skwisgaar stepped forward, invading Toki’s space. "We wills be doings it my ways." He looked like he made a decision, his face determined.
"Skwisgaar, what do you means?" Toki took a tentative step back. "Why are yous lookings at me like that?" He felt like prey under the other man's gaze.
Skwisgaar let out a chuckle as Toki's back hit the door. There was nowhere else for Toki to go as his stomach dropped in anticipation. Skwisgaar framed one of his forearms besides Toki's head on the door while the other hand cupped his cheek. His hand slid down, fiddling with Toki's mustache a bit before leaning in close.
"You woulds look like a really pretty ladies right now if you didn't haves dis." Skwisgaar's thumb grazed over Toki's facial hair, his other fingers cupping the side of his head behind his ear. Toki saw a smirk as Skwisgaar leaned in, closing the space between their lips.
The brunet's eyes fluttered closed as he realized what was happening. He snaked his arms around Skwisgaar's upper back, his hair tickling the backs of Toki's hands. Skwisgaar was kissing him. On purpose. Toki saw his chance and kissed back experimentally before Skwisgaar pulled away, mouths still shut.
Their eyes met, pupils blown and eyelids lowered, wanting more. Toki leaned back in and was met once again with Skwisgaar's soft lips. He had never kissed anyone taller than him, but it turns out it felt great to be the shorter one, with Skwisgaar's lips slightly above his. Skwisgaar opened his mouth a bit and licked, making Toki's knees go weak as he gasped. Toki followed, mouthing at Skwisgaar eagerly. The forearm that was caging him in lowered as Skwisgaar rubbed Toki's side, his other hand still preoccupied cupping Toki's face. The other's hands moved up and down Skwisgaar's back, pulling him closer and unintentionally bunching up his shirt. The blond groaned when Toki accidentally grazed his bare skin, but Toki took that as an invitation to slide his hands under Skwisgaar's shirt. Toki could feel Skwisgaar's breath stutter as the other moved his hand from his face.
"Okays, this comes off," Skwisgaar said as he grabbed the hem of Toki's shirt.
"Yous toos," Toki replied while Skwisgaar pulled the shirt over his head. Skwisgaar pulled his tank top off and leaned in again, Toki meeting him halfway.
Skin to skin, they quickly got more desperate to be closer to each other. Their kissing deepened as Skwisgaar licked the inside of Toki's mouth. Skwisgaar's stubble burned as it moved against his face, grounding him. Toki turned to putty in Skwisgaar's strong and capable hands, his own hands shaking as they moved up and down Skwisgaar's torso. He tasted like the beer they were drinking and the coffee he knew he had that morning. Toki moaned pitifully as Skwisgaar shoved one of his knees in between Toki's legs. He couldn't help but grind down, the friction deliciously painful. Toki let out a whimper as Skwisgaar tugged at his hair to lean his head back.
"I wants you to turns around," Skwisgaar breathed huskily into Toki's ear.
"Skwisga -ahh- ar," Toki tried, but was met with another hand groping his ass. "Do yous really wants tos?" Skwisgaar teethed at Toki's earlobe before replying.
"We haves a game to finish, don't wes?" Skwisgaar said before planting his hands on Toki's hip and spinning him around, not waiting for Toki's breathy ' yes' . They both knew they had done enough to satisfy the other band members, but they wanted more now. Newton's first law of motion was carrying them: an object in motion stays in motion.
Skwisgaar ground into Toki's ass the moment he had a chance to, sending shockwaves of desire through the both of them. Toki had seen Skwisgaar naked a few times, but he felt much bigger than expected rutting up against him. He pressed his forehead up against the door as Skwisgaar reached around and lightly palmed Toki through his pants, skilled hands swiftly undoing his fly.
" Ooh, Skwisgaar, har du glidemiddel?" Toki slipped into his native tongue, so worked up by the gentlest of touches.
"You wants it that badlys, little Toki?" Skwisgaar asked, feeling up Toki's chest. Toki whined in response. "Ja, I do haves lube by de ways," Skwisgaar said as he finally slipped his hand onto Toki's hard cock and gave a few firm strokes before pulling his pants down to expose that toned ass he'd always secretly eyed up.
Toki was brought back down to earth when Skwisgaar held a corner of some packet to his lips. " Bite ," Skwisgaar ordered, so Toki did as he ripped the lube packet open. Skwisgaar released his grip on Toki for a moment while coating his fingers in the lube. His hand was back on Toki's cock as he felt a slick finger prod at his entrance.
"Relax, it will feels very good," Skwisgaar encouraged as Toki sighed, willing himself to open up for Skwisgaar. It worked and Skwisgaar was able to add a second finger, slowly scissoring him open while looking for his prostatakörteln. Skwisgaar hooked his fingers just so and Toki screamed.
"Hva var det!? Gjør det igjen!" Toki yelled, unable to decide whether he wanted to buck his hips forward or back into Skwisgaar's hands.
"Ha, I founds it. Your g-spot." Skwisgaar pressed his fingers once more, earning a full out moan from the younger man. "Are you readies for mes?" Skwisgaar asked, slowing his movements. His erection was starting to hurt in his jeans.
"Ja! Ja jeg er klar!" Toki whined, but Skwisgaar pulled back. Norwegian and Swedish were similar, but different languages.
"Uhms, English please Toki?" It took Toki a second to catch his breath.
"Yes, please Skwisgaar I ams very readies!" His voice was higher pitched than usual.
"Dat's what I t'ought." Skwisgaar pulled both his hands away, much to the disappointment of Toki. Toki could hear the unbuckling of his belt and the rip of another lube packet before Skwisgaar pulled his hips up to meet him, Toki standing on his toes are he felt Skwisgaar's blunt tip press against his hole.
Skwisgaar knew he had to go slow for Toki's sake, but holy fuck did it feel like he was being sucked in. Toki shook, the uncomfortable stretch turning into light pleasure as Skwisgaar wrapped his hand around his cock again. He slightly rolled into Toki while jerking him off, earning a soft moan from the smaller man. Skwisgaar rested his forehead on Toki's shoulder as he so very slowly pushed himself all the way in, trying his best to keep multitasking. Toki's warmth enveloped his cock, Skwisgaar's body begging for him to move. He hooked his free arm around Toki's torso, pulling Toki closer to himself.
"Kan jag flytta?" Skwisgaar groaned, barely able to constrain himself, hoping Toki understood.
"Ja, Skwisgaar." Toki said, bucking into Skwisgaar's hand while simultaneously pulling Skwisgaar a bit out of him. The blond started out at a slow pace, but quickly lost himself in the pleasure and sped up. Toki could do nothing more than moan out and fuck into Skwisgaar's hand. That is until Skwisgaar thrust hard , directly into his prostate.
"Ahhhh!! Mer, Mer, Mer, Mer, Mer, Mer, Skwisgaar! "
"Ja, jag ska ge dig mer, Toki," He replied as he started pistoning faster, their grunts and moans synching together at every thrust. It was dirty the way their skin slapped together, both of them getting lost in each other. Toki knew he was flushed red all the way down to his neck, his face slammed against the door, just trying to hold himself up. Skwisgaar was not faring much better, his breathing labored as he tried to hold out just a little longer. Skwisgaar groaned and latched his mouth onto Toki's neck, biting down hard.
"HERREGUD, det føles så bra, ikke stopp, knull meg, faen, faen, faen, FAEN!" Toki saw stars behind his eyes as he was pushed over the edge and into his climax. He babbled obscenities as Skwisgaar continued to fuck, bite, and jerk him off. Toki went limp as Skwisgaar let go of his spent cock, now just focusing on his own pleasure.
He used both hands to grip at Toki's waist as he watched that beautiful, toned ass bounce on his cock. Skwisgaar leaned his head back and kept thrusting erratically, trying to get his hair out of his face. All he could hear was the sound of their skin slapping and Toki's fucked out noises. When Skwisgaar finally looked back at Toki and saw his bruising neck, he lost it.
"Jag är din jävla gud, fan, du mår så bra Toki," He growled against Toki's shoulder, biting him through his orgasm. Skwisgaar's hips slowed as he came down from his high, breathing slowly into Toki's soft skin. Toki turned his head, trying to face the other man.
"Uhms, Skwisgaar?"
"Mmm?" Skwisgaar responded, running his hands up and down Toki's bare chest. He really hadn't slept with a lot of muscular girls.
"My legs hurt, can yous get outs of me?" Toki chuckled.
"Oh, sorries. Forgots you was on yous tippy toes." Skwisgaar said, sucking air in through his teeth as he pulled out. Toki fully leaned on the door, his legs shaking a bit as he went flat footed. He sighed, savoring Skwisgaar's touch as he felt Skwisgaar put his full weight on him.
"Was I better thans those groupie sluts?" Toki asked.
"Euhhh I don'ts knows, maybe you'ds like to euhh come back to my rooms later and–"
"OKEIIYY LOVEBIRDS, TIME TA GEET OUT OF DE CLOOOSEEET." Pickles said through the door. Toki's heart quickened and Skwisgaar's eyes went wide as the murderknob turned.
Toki's palms hit the ground first as he tried to prevent his sensitive dick from slamming directly onto the hard floor, but with Skwisgaar falling on top of him he fell with an ough .
"Skwisgaar, please get offs me, my dick, ow," Toki wheezed as he felt Skwisgaar slowly lift off of him. He rolled over, pulled up his pants, and zipped his fly as he registered the silence in the room. He quickly stood up despite the resistance of his legs to scan the room.
Skwisgaar was standing now as well as the rest of the room stared at them in various levels of intrigue. Toki had never actually seen Charles look shocked before. Nathan, who had two different girls on his lap, stared open mouth at them. Pickles was swaying back and forth, looking inquisitively. Murderface's frown looked angrier than usual.
"Oh scho when I jump on Toki, I get denied! I schee how it is!" Murderface announced to the room.
"No, Toki just didn't want to fuck you, dude," Nathan replied, all of the attention now funneled to Murderface. Skwisgaar and Toki sighed in a bit of relief.
"Yeah, he deedn't want to stoop theat low," Pickles added. "Plus we are pleeying a game, theat's tha rules."
"Ja, dat's de rules." Skwisgaar agreed, procuring his guitar seemingly out of nowhere to practice.
"But you didn't fuck me-" The groupie that Pickles was paired with tried to start, but was hushed aggressively by Pickles. An awkward silence followed as everyone tried not to make eye contact with each other.
"Uhh Toki, your neck is it…" Nathan grumbled and trailed off.
"Yeps! Skwisgaar just bit me when he was-"
"He is fines! He just falled, no?" Skwisgaar and Toki spoke at the same time, but Skwisgaar was louder. Toki shot a confused look at Skwisgaar as the rest of the group very quickly accepted the explanation. They sat back down on the wide recording room couch next to one another, with Charles leaning over to Toki for a moment.
"Your, ah, fall, didn't break skin, did it?"
"Whats do yous means? Why ares we whispering?"
"Did you bleed, Toki?" Charles asked, ignoring Toki's second question as the rest of the room started chatting again.
"Oh, nopes! I'ms okays." Toki said with a smile. Charles exhaled in relief, for he didn't need to send Toki to their emergency room immediately. Human bites were no joke. Although he would need to get Toki on the same medically groundbreaking pills as Skwisgaar was on for all of the STDs he just contracted.
"Okeyy well, I say it's time to pick another couple of people!" Pickles announced as Charles sat back up. He was given a red solo cup of something earlier, but only pretended to drink it. He just needed to make sure his boys were safe.
Pickles shoved his hand in the bra and pulled out a name, squinting to read it. "Ehh.. Dixie! Your turn!" Dixie was objectively the hottest groupie there, a model featured in tons of magazines. A chorus of 'oohs' and 'ahhs' rang out as anticipation rose. Toki and Skwisgaar relaxed back on the couch, their knees touching. Skwisgaar was trying to decipher why he bit Toki even though he usually hated doing anything non-fucking intimate, when Pickles pulled another name out of the bra.
"I didn't even know he was in here, but Charles you're up!"
"Of course the fucking robot gets the hottest girl in here," Nathan said. The girls on his lap looked dejected as he mumbled out a small, non-apology apology.
"No, no, I am a professional-" Charles said as he was being pushed by Pickles into the closet, his words going unheard as Pickles shut and locked the door. Mild chatter resumed as the rest of the people in the room began drinking again.
"Dids you mean it?" Toki asked suddenly, facing Skwisgaar.
"Whats do you mean?"
"If I can comes back to your room," Toki lowered his voice "to prove I am betters than the groupie sluts." Skwisgaar tensed for a second, his hand accidentally brushing the other man's. He grabbed Toki's hand to feign confidence.
"Jas… but I wants to see if de robots got his dick sucked first hueghueghueg," Skwisgaar replied.