Rekker yanked on Bjorn, bucking up under him for that stuck out tongue. It had been awhile since Rekker had any and now, off his medication, he felt wild and uncontrollable horny.

"Even when I wanted to punch you in the fucking face." He meant when they first met. Even angry the singer's mouth was hot and he lingered on thoughts of those lips after meeting Bjorn that first time. "I'm going easy on your tight, bitchy ass."

Maybe he was bragging but he could get rough with a partner who enjoyed it. Rough sex often proved to be a good outlet for his own internal aggression too. He moaned for that tug on his hair and slapped the Swede's ass.

"Get off me and I'll fuck you into my rich by bed." This was what he needed and he wanted more.