He’d been sitting with a couple of girls and a guy for a while, trying to piece together if the guy was banging one or both women, or if the women were a couple.  Hell, maybe they were all together.  There were times they seemed interested in each other, but they’d sometimes slip him spare glances.  It had been entertaining, but the moment the bathroom door closed he was excusing himself and heading across the room.  It shouldn’t have been such a task, but the place had only gotten more crowded, so it took extra effort to dodge the barrage of tits and broad shoulders of patrons.  Thankfully he was both limber and lean, but he’d also had to excuse his way out of no fewer than two drink offers and five different attempts of people trying to get him to dance.  Andreas was irritated by the time he got to the bathroom and flung the door open.  Not good for the man currently drawing his wrath.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>Matt laughed at the pathetic pleas coming from his little treat.  Then the struggling renewed.  While it was great fun, he didn’t want the little bitch to get any ideas, so he snatched that ponytail and wrapped it around his other hand, wrenching Alex’s head back at a dangerous angle.<br/><br/>“Remember what I told you,” he warned.  “You get too wild, and I’m gonna have to return the favour.”  He saw the tears and grinned, then drug his tongue slowly over one of the salty trails.  “Should I just get to fucking you, now?  If you’re a good little whore and suck me off a little first, I might be convinced to go easy.”<br/><br/>That was when the bathroom door burst open.  Mentally cursing, Matt let go of the hair to clamp his hand over Alex’s mouth, instead.<br/><br/>“Don’t you make a fucking sound,” he warned, hot breath right against the blond’s ear.  “I’ll snap your neck right here.”