"Sometimes we don't have a choice and that fucking sucks. I can help take your mind of your bad shit? Helpful Swede here."
Bjorn bounced in front of Rekker, playfully tugging a few strands as he did so. He let go and then went to quickly grab at the Brit's hands, squeezing them in his own before letting go. He had an ache to touch the man and make him feel good but Bjorn knew that Rekker didn't like being touched hardly at all. The lack of contact made the singer feel sad.
"Slutty? Oh baby you have no idea. But---how about we see the bedroom and bath? You're being a tease you fucking sexy ginger."
The workshop and classroom were impressive but the Swede's mind was elsewhere. He wanted to see the rooms he hoped he'd be spending most of his time in.
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Bjorn bounced in front of Rekker, playfully tugging a few strands as he did so. He let go and then went to quickly grab at the Brit's hands, squeezing them in his own before letting go. He had an ache to touch the man and make him feel good but Bjorn knew that Rekker didn't like being touched hardly at all. The lack of contact made the singer feel sad.
"Slutty? Oh baby you have no idea. But---how about we see the bedroom and bath? You're being a tease you fucking sexy ginger."
The workshop and classroom were impressive but the Swede's mind was elsewhere. He wanted to see the rooms he hoped he'd be spending most of his time in.