Nordic 5: On Tour

Mathias' Mistake

Warning. This is pretty tame, but if are uncomfortable with sexual assault in any degree, you might want to move on to the next part. I promise the rest of this story won't be this dark.

"Here's to a tour wrapped up nicely." Said Eduard, raising his champagne. "Cheers!"

The group cheered and downed their glasses, ready for their vacation to begin.

The Nordics had just finished their second encore and were now backstage with the crew. Nowhere to rush off to, they packed up slowly. Everyone called taxis or limos to take them to their homes, the tour bus already packed up for the season.

Berwald and Tino already let Irunya go home and had almost packed themselves and Peter up to return to Sweden. Mathias and Lukas left their instruments with Sadık to be shipped to their studio. The last of the arrangements made, the two returned to the green room. Lukas slugged down a chilled water bottle and Mathias flopped on the large cushy couch.

"Man, am I bushed! It is hard to rock this hard." Said Mathias, head hanging back.

"Yeah. Performing takes a lot out of you." Said Lukas, dropping down next to him.

Lukas shut his eyes and let his head rest back. Mathias glanced at the Nordic next to him and thought of a better place for him. He gently pulled Lukas' head to his shoulder. Lukas just sighed and situated himself so he was comfortable.

Expecting at least some argument, Mathias asked, "You're not going to push me away?"

Lukas sat still. He was tired and it was calm here. He shook his head and Mathias grinned.

"Well then, let's get comfy."

He laid back on the couch, pulling Lukas with him and tucking him in his arms.

"You're so annoying." Lukas sighed but relaxed against Mathias' hard-earned muscles.

As they lie there, their breathing fell in sync. Mathias started to glide his fingers along Lukas' arm in time with each deep breath and Lukas' eyes drifted closed. This was unusual for them, but Lukas couldn't remember the last time he'd felt this relaxed. Mathias moved to brush the hair away from Lukas' face and his eyes cracked open. Their eyes met and the stare seemed endless. Almost as a question, Mathias moved closer. Lukas breath caught but he didn't pull away as Mathias closed the gap between them.

Inexperienced lips moved with Mathias' hungry ones, and Lukas felt himself being rolled onto his back. It started slow but Lukas was like a drug and he didn't know when to stop. The kiss became rough, and those hands that had been so gentle now held him firmly. When Mathias tried to escalate things Lukas' heart pounded. This was going too fast.

"Mat." He said, still being kissed as he tried to push him back. "Stop."

Mathias shook his head, unconcerned with Lukas request. Lukas struggled.

"Stop."

"Lukas." Mathias glared at him and a rare emotion flashed in Lukas' eyes.

"M—Mat...?"

No further complaint could be made as Mathias pressed his lips back to Lukas'. Lukas grunted this time and tried to push him off but he didn't have the leverage. Terror washed over him and he screamed. Mathias froze.

"What's going on here?" Said Tino, the unusual depth of his voice threatening as he stood in the doorway.

"Tino!" Mathias jumped back, uncovering his bandmate.

Lukas stared upward. His chest rose and fell quickly, dampness around his eyes from the tears pooling there. The sight made Tino's blood boil.

"Mathias Køhler!" Tino yelled, grabbing Mathias by his tie and yanking him away from Lukas. "What the hell were you doing?"

Mathias struggled to speak as he was choked with his neckwear.

"Tino, it's not—I wouldn't—!" He said.

"What is wrong with you, you sick—!"

"Nothing happened, Tino." Said Lukas, staring motionless up at the ceiling.

That left Tino stunned.

"What do you—enough happened! Look at—!"

"Tino." Lukas looked over at him, still motionless.

Tino stared then yanked Mathias by his tie.

"I'll deal with you later!"

He shoved him out the door and Lukas eased himself up.

"Luk—."

"I'm fine." He said, getting to his feet.

"But—?"

"It's fine. Nothing happened, so it's fine."

He started to leave but Tino grabbed his arm. They stared at one another and Lukas shook in Tino's grip. He fought to keep a straight face but tears started to drip and a sob slipped past his bruised lips. Tino pulled him into his arms and Lukas broke down.