"I'd rather bruise your ass now." Rekker laughed at the trashiness of the singer. The whole behavior annoyed him to no end but he was so fucking attractive.
The Brit laid there for a moment, watching the singer run inside before he slowly got to his feet. Walking in he stood a few feet from the bed and crossed his arms.
"No." Rekker shifted while watching the Swede in his bed. refusing to jump him and ravage the singer again took an incredible amount of willpower. "When you want me you'll come climb in my lap."
Laughing the guitarist slapped Bjorn's ass as he walked past to sit up at the head of the bed, arranging the pillows to get comfortable and cocking a mischievous brow at the Swede. Maybe he was being a little bit of a dick but this was all about flirting and teasing the trashy bitch in his bed.
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The Brit laid there for a moment, watching the singer run inside before he slowly got to his feet. Walking in he stood a few feet from the bed and crossed his arms.
"No." Rekker shifted while watching the Swede in his bed. refusing to jump him and ravage the singer again took an incredible amount of willpower. "When you want me you'll come climb in my lap."
Laughing the guitarist slapped Bjorn's ass as he walked past to sit up at the head of the bed, arranging the pillows to get comfortable and cocking a mischievous brow at the Swede. Maybe he was being a little bit of a dick but this was all about flirting and teasing the trashy bitch in his bed.