Hans Larsson

Rekker paused, considering if he liked having the Swede around. He wasn't about to admit to that answer. "Your bitchy fucking mouth is annoying."

Said with confidence but there is a bit of affection to it. Rekker was fond of bitchy a lot of the time, and now was one of them. His bandmates sometimes picked on him about his bad taste in women for how they behaved. He laughed quietly while imagining what they were going to think of his latest choice in bed companions.

Rekker gave Bjorn a pat on the side of the ass after that bite pulled a groan from the Brit. "Hope you're whore enough to carry around your own."

One downside of Rekker's usual attraction to women and his rare moments of bringing anyone in the house was that he didn't have any, hadn't even considered it in the flurry of heat between the two musicians.