Rekker stopped what he was doing to glare at the Swede for that slap on the ass. He smirked and sat in the bed, back up against the pillows and the headboard as he stretched his legs out on the bed.
"I bet you'd rather a ginger hand reddening your pale bitch ass." He's teasing but enjoying the company. Though he's horny still, the sex had leveled out some of his mental and emotional issues.
"If you're my whore all night, don't you have to get up here and do what I tell you?" Rekker did like to be in control and though he didn't often get this much control from a partner he can't resist trying to demand it from the trashy Swede. His green eyes though are locked on the pale singer laying out on the bed. Just watching Bjorn stretch out in the bed was enough to start hardening his cock again. He still hadn't figured out why he wanted the singer so badly but fucking hadn't quieted that want at all, if anything it made his want hotter and more demanding.
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"I bet you'd rather a ginger hand reddening your pale bitch ass." He's teasing but enjoying the company. Though he's horny still, the sex had leveled out some of his mental and emotional issues.
"If you're my whore all night, don't you have to get up here and do what I tell you?" Rekker did like to be in control and though he didn't often get this much control from a partner he can't resist trying to demand it from the trashy Swede. His green eyes though are locked on the pale singer laying out on the bed. Just watching Bjorn stretch out in the bed was enough to start hardening his cock again. He still hadn't figured out why he wanted the singer so badly but fucking hadn't quieted that want at all, if anything it made his want hotter and more demanding.