Gilly gazed upon the blue shimmery silken pants and felt his eyes widen slightly because they were perfect. The material alone and the colour---the drummer squeaked with excitement at Mick wearing them. Ziggy talking about how Mick brushed up against him on stage had the shy blond giggling once more because he couldn't help it.

"I've seen the way he get so close to you on stage, brushing up while he plays. His hair looks so soft. Is it really that fluffy?"

The young tarty drummer was curious and couldn't help the questions that were now slipping from his lips uncontrollably. Mick was so masculine and so fucking hot and the stubborn man didn't even know he had two band members who were crushing on him.