They entered the Penthouse suite to find Rose sitting in the middle of one of the large lounge sofas with a bottle of champagne.
"Hello boys. Enjoying the party?" She said with a sultry stare.
Skwisgaar smiled and sauntered over to her. "Dis ams a bit nicer dan de last time we sees each other." He sat next to her and poured himself some champagne.
Toki strutted his way into the room and took up his position on her other side. He ran his hand down the length of her arm all the way to her glass and took it from her. He drank from it and returned it to her with an intent filled grin. Skwisgaar began twirling her hair around in his fingers again.
"You knows Rose, you saves us from one of de most borings events we beens to in a longs time." Skwisgaar said as he brushed away her hair and kissed her neck. She flushed and exhaled loudly.
"Ja, you does us de huge favours." Toki added as he ran his hand up and down her arm.
"Sos we comes to repay you." Skwisgaar whispered into her ear then held it softly in his teeth. Rose bit her lip and placed her glass on the table.
"I ain't got long so I just want everything to be perfect." She picked up a remote control and turned on the stereo which blasted forth Dethklok's breakthrough album, her favourite. Only narcissistic douchebags fucked to their own music, but they decided to make an exception, since it was her gift. She stood in front of the two guitarists on the sofa and smiled hungrily at them.
Rose bent down and kissed Skwisgaar, slipping off his dinner jacket at the same time. She then shifted over to Toki and did the same to him. She returned to the Swede and removed his shirt then she worked her mouth down over his neck and chest. Toki put a hand on her thigh and rubbed it. When she turned to him he placed a hand on the back of her head and brought their lips together. They tasted each other's champagne while she snaked her hands under his shirt. Her fingers rippled over his rock hard abs and she giggled into his mouth in amused surprise. He removed his T-shirt for her and enjoyed her appreciative expression. Skwisgaar balanced the scales by unzipping her dress from behind. It fell from her shoulders and she pushed it down over her hips and onto the floor, exposing her exquisite designer lingerie.
Toki pulled her down and she straddled him while he skilfully played her mouth with his own. Skwisgaar used this time to remove his boots and belt and finish his glass of bubbles. He squeezed her thigh to get her attention then lay back on the high arm of the sofa, beckoning her onto him. He kissed her on the mouth once, then her jawline, neck, and all the way down her chest. A quick flick of his fingers and her bra was unhooked, releasing her breasts. He ran his tongue over her nipples, and she moaned loudly when he nipped at them. She brought both hands down to his waist and undid his jeans. Skwisgaar was of course, free balling, so she had no trouble grasping his manhood and helping it grow. She had Skwisgaar under her total control. He threw his head back, moaning in time with her hand movement and the music.
Toki took this time to remove the rest of his clothes and wonder if Skwisgaar was getting off from Rose's efforts or listening to his own lead break. Narcissistic douchebags indeed. He lay on the other end of the sofa with a full glass of champagne and stroked himself softly as he watched the other two. Toki became increasingly hard with each sound Skwisgaar made and had to restrain himself from overzealousness. He crawled between Skwisgaar's knees and pressed his chest into Rose's back. Slipping his hands under her steadily pumping arms, he cupped her breasts, squeezing her nipples slightly. He kissed her shoulder and pressed his hot, hard length against her. She moaned loudly and lost her tempo on the man below.
Skwisgaar brought his head up and was a little thankful that her hands had been distracted. He looked up to see Toki's strong shoulders resting above hers and his calloused fingertips pinching her nipples. Brunette hair cascaded over Rose's shoulder as he kissed her neck. The flesh held in her palm throbbed. Skwisgaar ran his hand down the front of her panties and found her most sensitive area. She whimpered loudly and Toki responded by biting gently on her neck muscles and squeezing her breasts again. She screamed out in ecstasy which made both of the men give a little evil laugh of satisfaction.

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Scandinavian Heartstrings, in Drop D.
FanfictionSkwisgaar is forced to face a demon from his past while Toki's mental state declines rapidly - all whilst trying to write and record the new album. The pair undertake seperate yet intertwined emotional journeys to understand their hate for themselve...