"Is this true, Devon? I think Lars is burning a hole in your pants, honey."
Bjorn giggled as he wiggled suggestively in Rekker's lap teasingly, knowing it was riling the ginger up. Fuck, he could feel the Brit's cock hardening underneath him and it was erotic as hell. Turning he captured the ginger's lips in a heated kiss which got a wolf whistle or two from Ulrik, who was getting more drunk as the evening went on. The young guitarist not used to heavy drinking unlike both Lars and Bjorn. His bright blue eyes were locked on Dee and Bjorn found it cute.
"Well, excuse me, Bjorn. Perhaps you and your ginger here would like to get a room."
Lars usual tartiness causing Bjorn to snort out in amusement and give Rekker's thigh a squeeze. He knew what Rekker wanted and it was so fucking hot. They'd have to find a toilet stall and soon.
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Bjorn giggled as he wiggled suggestively in Rekker's lap teasingly, knowing it was riling the ginger up. Fuck, he could feel the Brit's cock hardening underneath him and it was erotic as hell. Turning he captured the ginger's lips in a heated kiss which got a wolf whistle or two from Ulrik, who was getting more drunk as the evening went on. The young guitarist not used to heavy drinking unlike both Lars and Bjorn. His bright blue eyes were locked on Dee and Bjorn found it cute.
"Well, excuse me, Bjorn. Perhaps you and your ginger here would like to get a room."
Lars usual tartiness causing Bjorn to snort out in amusement and give Rekker's thigh a squeeze. He knew what Rekker wanted and it was so fucking hot. They'd have to find a toilet stall and soon.