"A bitch with a cock? Well, you know how to fucking charm a person, don't you?"

Bjorn just squeaking with laughter then shoving Rekker back a little with his hand against the ginger's chest. Being needy was part of who the Swede was and both Blixt and Hans knew that more than anyone else.

"Good. I've got no time for any other cockhead boy either. You're it, bastard."

The Swede leant over to kiss Rekker, biting on his lower lip.