Rekker probably smelled of whiskey more than anything at this point. He couldn't even remember how much he and Mick had drank. The ginger growled at the hair pulling and reached down to grab Bjorn's crotch.

"You're such a hot bitch." Rekker snarled those words in the Swede's ear as he shoved harder against his ass. Rekker's too horny and drunk to think much about the bar.

Aarne laughed and pulled on some of Joe's hair before downing his shot and turning around to give him a kiss.