Aarne had it in his mind to let them all free somewhere. They would eventually lose helium and float back down to the ground, somewhere.
"Sweetheart." That was the English equivalent even if that wasn't the direct translation of the words. He couldn't help the smile when he saw that Joe appreciated his entertainment for the night, the flying sex dolls.
"You could use the door." Aarne pulled his shirt off and threw it at the Bassist across the way. "Unless you have something in your room for me."
"Loving the sex dolls, babe. Is this the part where I say it's like Free Willy?"
Joe snorted at the stupid reference and then wondered if he could actually make the jump to Aarne's balcony without falling and breaking his neck. He might be slightly drunk but he wasn't smashed and high. It was risky but it could work if he planned it right? Minoru would be screaming no right now.
"Sweetheart? That's cute, honey. How about I hop over to see those sexy legs of yours?"
He put a foot up on the edge of his balcony and offered a sly wink to the Fin. Catching the shirt in his hands he buried his face in it before throwing it back into his own room.
"Not until we free the one in the room with the horse cock." Aarne grinned so wide his eyes crinkled up before he started laughing.
He could see that Joe was a little drink, so was Aarne for that matter. He swung one leg back so that he was straddling the railing, long legs wrapped in the iron work. Then he leaned over and put out his arm for Joe. He could reach almost across without leaning too far.
"Come on honey. I got you."
Aarne would catch the Brit or die trying. There was no way he would let Joe fall.
"Horse cock? Fucking hell---must be a big boy there. Maybe we should write names on the ones you haven't let off yet. The names of the band members."
Joe was a trashfire and he was drunk. This is the sort of behaviour he got into with his crazy Fin and he loved it. The energy from the Brit came from performing on the stage in front of thousands but Aarne seemed to crank it up a notch too. Steadying himself he threw himself towards the other balcony, landing with both feet on the edge, feeling himself fall back.
"Shit----grab me!---"
His hands went to grab Aarne's as he panicked and felt the wind push him backwards a little.
"We should name them and float them in the hall."of course in compromising positions. Aarne had tape. They could be taped that way.
Aarne grabbed Joe around the thighs and waist, of course grabbing his ass even as he saved him from falling. Despite the Fin being taller and thinner, the two men were about equal weight so it wouldn't pitch him to catch the Brit.
"I've got you." Aarne smiles up at Joe and then notices where his face level is as the bassist stands on the railing. He can't resist and leans in to playfully nip the crotch of his pants.
"Good idea, babe. I've got film in my camera so you can tape and I'll take snaps. It'll be fucking dirty and fantastic."
Joe gripped onto Aarne's shoulders and then pulled at his hair slightly to make sure he was safe from falling backwards. Now that he was closer to the other man he smirked and gasped at the playful bite to the crotch of his pants. Giggling softly, he jumped down and then kissed his Fin on the lips before pushing some of his wild hair back.
"We can name them with permanent marker, tied them together fucking and stuff and then tie them to the door handles of the hotel rooms with string."
Aarne was all for the kissing and grabbed on to the Brit to snuggle into his chest. He loved the closeness and then kissed that chest.
"Do we have string?" Aarne didn't think he did but they would come up with something for sure. He unwrapped himself from the rails and gave Joe's hair a teasing tug as he walked by. "Let's go."
He had most of them already inflated and they were floating around at the ceiling of his room, buffeting a little from the air coming int he open balcony door.
The snuggling felt good as Joe nipped at Aarne's jaw as he then wondered about the string. Did he have some? If not, I'm sure the Trash Twins could find some to make this prank work.
"Uh---good point. Shit. I don't think I do. I'm sure we can make this work though, mate."
Walking behind Aarne, Joe playfully slapped the Fin's perfect ass with his hand. It was irresistible not to. They were trash together and the Brit loved it. Glancing up at all the dolls, he wondered which could belong to which band member.
"That one looks like Hunter with the hair and eye shadow. The cock is big too. The smaller one next to it could be Gilly."
Aarne thought about it for a minute and then got his usual excited, I have an idea expression. "We could use the laces out of my corsets and replace them later."
It was perfect. The Fin let out a giggled cry for the slap but it felt good. He glanced up at the dolls and jumped up to grab the ones Joe pointed out.
"Good idea, babe. That's Hunter slapping Gilly's pale ass. Fuck this is hilarious."
The bassist just laughed out loud when Aarne pulled the sex dolls down to tape the hand to the smaller doll's ass. The corset laces sounded like a good idea too. Stifling another laugh, Joe studied the dolls in detail.
"I can write blomma on Gilly's one too since Hunter calls everyone flower or petal."
It seemed the right thing to do. Playful and dirty as always, Joe was drunk and leant down to shove the blow up cock in his mouth from the larger doll sucking it lewdly and moaning before getting up laughing harder than before.
"Perfect." Aarne agreed with the Brit. "Put 'Man med kinksna' on the bigger one."
He was digging for the corsets in his stuff when he looked over to see Joe giving the doll a blow job. "HEY! If you're going to do that, get over here. I'm more fun."
Joe was smiling as he walked over to the Fin and offered his ass a squeeze with his hand, snaking around to grab a buttock. His lips pressing onto Aarne's neck, kissing him softly. Then, he was watching to see what the drummer was doing digging around in his corsets. Joe needed a pen.
"Let me find a pen, babe."
He rooted around in the room and eventually found one in a pen pot near the phone by the wall. The problem was he didn't speak or write any Scandinavian language.
"The Kinky Man? Fucking perfect, love! He definitely is and Gilly should know. "The Man" is his stage name? Well, if that isn't as kinky as fuck I don't know what is."
Joe liked the idea of using lipstick instead of the pen. It would make the dolls look even more trashy that way. Perfect. Taking the tube from Aarne, he pushed it up and was glad he had a useful Fin helping him out.
"Ok, this lipstick is perfect. I'm ready to write---on the doll's ass."
Giggling, he waited for Aarne to tell him how to spell it all.
Aarne spelled out all the Swedish for the bassist and came over with tape so that he could tape the hand to the ass while Joe was decorating.
"I'm going to fuck you when we're done with these dolls." Aarne tells the Brit once the hand is firmly taped to the other dolls ass. Getting into trouble with Joe got Aarne hot and he didn't know why. It just did.
He's staring up at the dolls and pulls one down that has red hair, it's female but he's in the process of taping the brests flat. "Look around for a Ronno. There are still a couple in the box too."
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Date: 2021-05-08 06:50 pm (UTC)From:"Sweetheart." That was the English equivalent even if that wasn't the direct translation of the words. He couldn't help the smile when he saw that Joe appreciated his entertainment for the night, the flying sex dolls.
"You could use the door." Aarne pulled his shirt off and threw it at the Bassist across the way. "Unless you have something in your room for me."
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Date: 2021-05-08 07:00 pm (UTC)From:Joe snorted at the stupid reference and then wondered if he could actually make the jump to Aarne's balcony without falling and breaking his neck. He might be slightly drunk but he wasn't smashed and high. It was risky but it could work if he planned it right? Minoru would be screaming no right now.
"Sweetheart? That's cute, honey. How about I hop over to see those sexy legs of yours?"
He put a foot up on the edge of his balcony and offered a sly wink to the Fin. Catching the shirt in his hands he buried his face in it before throwing it back into his own room.
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Date: 2021-05-08 07:06 pm (UTC)From:He could see that Joe was a little drink, so was Aarne for that matter. He swung one leg back so that he was straddling the railing, long legs wrapped in the iron work. Then he leaned over and put out his arm for Joe. He could reach almost across without leaning too far.
"Come on honey. I got you."
Aarne would catch the Brit or die trying. There was no way he would let Joe fall.
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Date: 2021-05-08 07:16 pm (UTC)From:Joe was a trashfire and he was drunk. This is the sort of behaviour he got into with his crazy Fin and he loved it. The energy from the Brit came from performing on the stage in front of thousands but Aarne seemed to crank it up a notch too. Steadying himself he threw himself towards the other balcony, landing with both feet on the edge, feeling himself fall back.
"Shit----grab me!---"
His hands went to grab Aarne's as he panicked and felt the wind push him backwards a little.
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Date: 2021-05-08 07:32 pm (UTC)From:Aarne grabbed Joe around the thighs and waist, of course grabbing his ass even as he saved him from falling. Despite the Fin being taller and thinner, the two men were about equal weight so it wouldn't pitch him to catch the Brit.
"I've got you." Aarne smiles up at Joe and then notices where his face level is as the bassist stands on the railing. He can't resist and leans in to playfully nip the crotch of his pants.
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Date: 2021-05-08 07:38 pm (UTC)From:Joe gripped onto Aarne's shoulders and then pulled at his hair slightly to make sure he was safe from falling backwards. Now that he was closer to the other man he smirked and gasped at the playful bite to the crotch of his pants. Giggling softly, he jumped down and then kissed his Fin on the lips before pushing some of his wild hair back.
"We can name them with permanent marker, tied them together fucking and stuff and then tie them to the door handles of the hotel rooms with string."
It sounded like an epic plan.
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Date: 2021-05-08 07:50 pm (UTC)From:"Do we have string?" Aarne didn't think he did but they would come up with something for sure. He unwrapped himself from the rails and gave Joe's hair a teasing tug as he walked by. "Let's go."
He had most of them already inflated and they were floating around at the ceiling of his room, buffeting a little from the air coming int he open balcony door.
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Date: 2021-05-08 08:15 pm (UTC)From:"Uh---good point. Shit. I don't think I do. I'm sure we can make this work though, mate."
Walking behind Aarne, Joe playfully slapped the Fin's perfect ass with his hand. It was irresistible not to. They were trash together and the Brit loved it. Glancing up at all the dolls, he wondered which could belong to which band member.
"That one looks like Hunter with the hair and eye shadow. The cock is big too. The smaller one next to it could be Gilly."
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Date: 2021-05-08 08:30 pm (UTC)From:It was perfect. The Fin let out a giggled cry for the slap but it felt good. He glanced up at the dolls and jumped up to grab the ones Joe pointed out.
"We should tape the hand to the ass."
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Date: 2021-05-08 08:36 pm (UTC)From:The bassist just laughed out loud when Aarne pulled the sex dolls down to tape the hand to the smaller doll's ass. The corset laces sounded like a good idea too. Stifling another laugh, Joe studied the dolls in detail.
"I can write blomma on Gilly's one too since Hunter calls everyone flower or petal."
It seemed the right thing to do. Playful and dirty as always, Joe was drunk and leant down to shove the blow up cock in his mouth from the larger doll sucking it lewdly and moaning before getting up laughing harder than before.
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Date: 2021-05-08 08:48 pm (UTC)From:He was digging for the corsets in his stuff when he looked over to see Joe giving the doll a blow job. "HEY! If you're going to do that, get over here. I'm more fun."
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Date: 2021-05-08 09:00 pm (UTC)From:Joe was smiling as he walked over to the Fin and offered his ass a squeeze with his hand, snaking around to grab a buttock. His lips pressing onto Aarne's neck, kissing him softly. Then, he was watching to see what the drummer was doing digging around in his corsets. Joe needed a pen.
"Let me find a pen, babe."
He rooted around in the room and eventually found one in a pen pot near the phone by the wall. The problem was he didn't speak or write any Scandinavian language.
"How do you spell it?"
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Date: 2021-05-08 09:05 pm (UTC)From:Aarne pushed his ass back into the hand on his ass. "That feels good, honey."
Oh he loved all the touches and kisses. He was pulling out the laces and then paused when he found something in the bag.
"You could do it in lipstick?" He offers up a tube that he didn't like. "I hate this color."
When Joe was ready he would spell out the Swedish for him so he could get it right.
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Date: 2021-05-08 09:13 pm (UTC)From:Joe liked the idea of using lipstick instead of the pen. It would make the dolls look even more trashy that way. Perfect. Taking the tube from Aarne, he pushed it up and was glad he had a useful Fin helping him out.
"Ok, this lipstick is perfect. I'm ready to write---on the doll's ass."
Giggling, he waited for Aarne to tell him how to spell it all.
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Date: 2021-05-10 02:43 am (UTC)From:"I'm going to fuck you when we're done with these dolls." Aarne tells the Brit once the hand is firmly taped to the other dolls ass. Getting into trouble with Joe got Aarne hot and he didn't know why. It just did.
He's staring up at the dolls and pulls one down that has red hair, it's female but he's in the process of taping the brests flat. "Look around for a Ronno. There are still a couple in the box too."