"You're just a fucking tease who's sexually frustrated. Not for any longer though."
Laying it on thick, Bjorn didn't want to stop riling the ginger up because he could tell Rekker enjoyed it secretly. How could he not? The grab to his hair got a soft moan out of his lips as he kept grinding down in the Brit's lap, his own cock now hardening and swelling becoming stiff between his smooth thighs. The Swede waxed and shaved his legs and chest since he didn't like body hair being a feminine boy. The only hair he possessed was that on his head and that down below.
"Yes, prove to me, you grouchy ginger bastard. Thrash me instead of your guitar. I can be your guitar or whatever you want me to be."
It was a cheesy line but one Bjorn couldn't help but snort a giggle into. He was then biting down on Rekker's earlobe with his teeth and raking along the man's chest with his nails, harder than before to gauge a reaction.
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Laying it on thick, Bjorn didn't want to stop riling the ginger up because he could tell Rekker enjoyed it secretly. How could he not? The grab to his hair got a soft moan out of his lips as he kept grinding down in the Brit's lap, his own cock now hardening and swelling becoming stiff between his smooth thighs. The Swede waxed and shaved his legs and chest since he didn't like body hair being a feminine boy. The only hair he possessed was that on his head and that down below.
"Yes, prove to me, you grouchy ginger bastard. Thrash me instead of your guitar. I can be your guitar or whatever you want me to be."
It was a cheesy line but one Bjorn couldn't help but snort a giggle into. He was then biting down on Rekker's earlobe with his teeth and raking along the man's chest with his nails, harder than before to gauge a reaction.