Rekker laughed even more as he reached up with his free hand to smack Bjorn's ass and give it a squeeze.
"You're my dirty cock slut and you know damned well how much I love it."
The rough housing was good for so many reasons. They bonded, quickly it seemed, over rougher sorts of affection but it also offered a healthier and less damaging outlet for Rekker's natural aggression. Here, with Bjorn, it was mutually consented, pleasurable, and rarely left more than some scratches and bitemarks.
"You don't?" Rekker licked that bare hip spot he just bit, then nipped the Swede again. "How long could you go without getting fucked before you beg for it?"
He's teasing because, honestly, Rekker felt like Bjorn could probably go longer without. Since they got together the Brit had been having an issue with his sex drive running so hard and hot that he could barely make it half a day before he was yanking the singer's clothes off and abandoning himself to lust.
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"You're my dirty cock slut and you know damned well how much I love it."
The rough housing was good for so many reasons. They bonded, quickly it seemed, over rougher sorts of affection but it also offered a healthier and less damaging outlet for Rekker's natural aggression. Here, with Bjorn, it was mutually consented, pleasurable, and rarely left more than some scratches and bitemarks.
"You don't?" Rekker licked that bare hip spot he just bit, then nipped the Swede again. "How long could you go without getting fucked before you beg for it?"
He's teasing because, honestly, Rekker felt like Bjorn could probably go longer without. Since they got together the Brit had been having an issue with his sex drive running so hard and hot that he could barely make it half a day before he was yanking the singer's clothes off and abandoning himself to lust.