Just being close to the metalhead is all Bjorn ever wanted as he groaned at the needy kiss, reaching around to squeeze Rekker's ass in a display of wanton attention. He could be possessive too in public and everyone else staring could fuck off. He broke off the kiss, nipping the ginger's lower lip playfully before sliding his hand into Rekker's larger one now happy.

"You kicked fucking ass, babe. I loved it! So did Missy, Dee and my boys. Poor Ulrik got punched though and Lars broke a few nails. Those pigs deserved what they got!"

The singer sticking up a middle finger to the crowd now dissipating slowly from the aftermath. The rest of Blixt looking a little worse for wear but gathering themselves and noticing the ginger and his dark-haired drummer.