<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #80BFFF"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Peter Halvardson</span><br/><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;">'The Viking'</span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #80FF00">"And because I like you, you bastard."</span><br/><br/>A grin split Peter's face, but it quickly disappeared when he heard the chuckle of Bull. He looked down at the big man and showed him his middle finger. <br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Don't even dare to believe that me and Alice are something like you and Deanna. We won't fuck like rabbits on the first night and have a little girl to take care of. It is some more or less simply platonic love that is between us..."</span><br/><br/>The answer was a storm of laughter erupting from the throats of the two big men and they still laughed when a deep voice from the other side interrupted them.<br/><br/><span style="color: #80FF00">"Shall we return later or do you want to get out of here? It sounds like you guys are enjoying your time there..."</span><br/><br/>They didn't need to answer as they could already hear rocks being tumbled down on the other side. When the gap was big enough for Alice, she scrambled through it ignoring the protests of the men from sole 64. Peter pulled her out of the gap as soon as her shoulders looked through and she ended up in his arms, with his tongue deep into her mouth. He wished they would already be in their room now and he could indeed rip that underwear from her body, but even if that had to wait some more time, he could still kiss her. They still kissed when the men arrived on their side and hoisted Bull up. Thomas had knocked him out again and he was the last to go through the gap looking back at Peter and Alice.<br/><br/><span style="color: #80FF00">"Are you two coming along? Don't expect us to bring some beds down here..."</span></div>