Vars dressed slowly and really wished he had some coffee to chug before they left. Cold water on his neck and face helped and he used it to rewet the gel in his hair, fixing the spikes that had been messed in the night. Still groggy and yawning he dug out a flare gun from all the random shit he toted around. No one knew how he managed to smuggle it all through security at airports but he did.
"Have bottles on bike." He told Viktor when he was finally ready and a bit more awake. He gave the Brit a smacking ass grab as he walked by to go find the Fin and Swede. It was hot to watch Viktor burn things down, something Vars anticipated to be part of his morning.
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Aarne climbed on top of Joe when he rolled over and pressed a kiss to his lips.
"Wake up, kuuma!" Aarne's loud, maybe even louder than usual, and wide awake. "Bjorn needs our help."
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on 2021-12-31 12:53 am (UTC)"Have bottles on bike." He told Viktor when he was finally ready and a bit more awake. He gave the Brit a smacking ass grab as he walked by to go find the Fin and Swede. It was hot to watch Viktor burn things down, something Vars anticipated to be part of his morning.
******
Aarne climbed on top of Joe when he rolled over and pressed a kiss to his lips.
"Wake up, kuuma!" Aarne's loud, maybe even louder than usual, and wide awake. "Bjorn needs our help."