"You're all talk, flower. Why don't you take me instead of blowing fucking hot air into my ear."

The Swede loved riling Rekker up in this way because it was hot and also he was fucking horny. They both were. Bjorn squeaked a little when he felt himself being yanked closer by those strong arms. Yes, that felt so fucking good to be manhandled. Did the singer like being manhandled? It would seem so.

"Only if you're going to growl like a fucking animal."

That hair caused it to tickle against the blond who let out a small girlish giggle as he was being lubed up. Then, Bjorn was moaning loudly, almost obnoxiously because he could. Did he want the neighbours hearing their rough fucking? Of course he did.

"Yes--oooh, that feels so good, fuck!"

He bucked back into those long fingers, gasping and panting loudly.