Bjorn didn't even want to know who's blood it was but he guessed it belonged to one of the thugs Rekker beat up. Sighing, the Swede kissed his ginger on the cheek before moving away so that the Brit could undress or do what he needed to do. Just giving Rekker space was something Bjorn wanted to do right now after the shitshow earlier on.
"You're not alone in this, babe. I'm here and----Erik will be ok. He'll be up and about in no time drawing cocks again."
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on 2022-06-04 07:44 pm (UTC)Bjorn didn't even want to know who's blood it was but he guessed it belonged to one of the thugs Rekker beat up. Sighing, the Swede kissed his ginger on the cheek before moving away so that the Brit could undress or do what he needed to do. Just giving Rekker space was something Bjorn wanted to do right now after the shitshow earlier on.
"You're not alone in this, babe. I'm here and----Erik will be ok. He'll be up and about in no time drawing cocks again."