"I'm bleached blond, babe. That's how fucking blond I am and you love it! No, I'd never forget these."
Bjorn now kissing both ring and bracelet which were on each hand. Of course the ginger loved these colours. How could he not? That car of his and his guitars....it was all Rekker. The Swede giggled, sticking his tongue out at his fiance, enjoying how the day was going so far.
"Leopard print car? Hans might have mentioned it but I've never seen it myself. I'm sure my brother fucked his wine aunt boyfriend enough in it."
"I like you the way you are." As if that wasn't already obvious in the way Rekker treated the singer.
Rekker started laughing. "It must be a brotherly trait you share. Can't stay dressed in a fast car." The ginger has to stifle his giggles. "It does explain why your brother's trying to get in that racer's car."
"Hans acts all stoic and boring until he's with a hot boy the he gets wild and horny. That Ollie will have his hands full once my brother actually gets laid. He's not had fucking sex in three years!"
Bjorn having no shame talking about his brother. Of course he didn't. His eyes focusing on what was being done to his nails, liking how they were turning out so far. How was Rekker finding it all?
"I can't stay dressed in a fast car because you keep ripping my fucking clothes off!"
"So you are alike?" Rekker started to chuckle quietly though he felt like this would be something that would be more of a tease for Hans than Bjorn. "Maybe he enjoys having his hands full?"
Rekker surely did. Bjorn's unpredictability and high sex drive were benefits as far as the Brit was concerned.
"My belt doesn't magically unbuckle itself while I'm driving. Don't fucking blame me for this, bitch."
"He wears boring boy clothes, reads guitar magazines and drinks tea. Not like me, bitch! I'm more exciting than Hans. He should get laid by his hairy Dane racer because he needs it."
Bjorn just admitting that his brother needed to get laid because fuck! Three whole years? Too long! It wouldn't be long though because Hans was getting closer to Ollie each day. The trashy singer could tell by the way his brother smiled more these days. He seemed happier.
"How about I fucking blow you while you drive, babe? Swallow that cock of yours and make you scream behind the wheel."
Rekker got a big grin then burst into laughter. "I saw you a few days ago in my boring boy clothes, reading my magazines... and didn't you take my tea, too?" He had to harass Bjorn for that. It was cute but the Swede did tend to hijack his things at every turn. It was pretty adorable. "Those two need a shove. They make eyes at each other across the room but then shutdown when they are sitting together."
Rekker had noticed and had a lot of experience with this since he could be withdrawn too.
"Not on these roads." Rekker licked his lips and shrugged. "Should we take a trip to Vegas?"
The desert straights would make Rekker less nervous about wrecking the car and the thought of driving fast with Bjorn's mouth in his lap gave him goose bumps just thinking about it.
"Yeah, so? Sometimes I like wearing your shit and drinking your tea, bitch. Your clothes smell so fucking good I can't resist it."
Bjorn was much like a child in that he often acted like a spoiled brat and was emotionally immature. Hans and Ollie though? They definitely needed a shove or a good lip locking session together. Maybe they should go and head out for a drive together and get laid in the car.
"Windy roads. You're right. Vegas? Fuck yeah! You could drive along the long straight roads while I suck your cock. Then, I can open the window and scream as loud as I fucking want just because."
"You're not boring. My brother just sits on his ass reading his guitar magazines and shit most days. He needs a better hobby than that and a decent fucking lay!"
Bjorn giggled and then nodded. The Firebird? Fuck yeah! The trashy blond pinched Rekker's ass cheek and then kissed his lips, nipping the lower one while he pulled away. The Swede wanting to ride out into the desert with his hot ginger.
"What do you think I do all morning while you're sleeping in until the afternoon?" Rekker started laughing because this was relaxing and hilarious. That and the hand massage he was getting felt amazing because his fingers had been hurting.
"Maybe? Maybe I'll make you wait." He started to smirk. "But first hair washing and a massage."
Once Bjorn's nails were done being painted anyway.
"I just thought you go and practice on your guitars or something. How do I fucking know? I'm asleep."
Bjorn stuck his tongue out towards Rekker as he leant back in his chair and presented his other hand to the nail painter. This felt so nice the Swede closed his eyes a little and could immediately smell the strong chemicals from the nail polish. Bjorn was having bright neon pink nails. Of course.
"I'll get these bitches filed down into nice round points for scratching the shit out of your body."
The Swede had no filter and didn't give a shit what people could hear.
"I do, and read magazines. I do the same things your brother does."
Rekker gave Bjorn a playful, gentle slap to the stuck out tongue. Rekker hated the smell of all the chemical parts of this stuff but he would endure it for a little if it made Bjorn happy.
"You should have them filed to mountain or stiletto." Rekker smirked because he had spent his life around women, and many of them were obsessive with fashion, including the other guitarist sharing his stage. "Those are the best for what you want to do with them."
Rekker leaned his head back smirking and giggling. He could only imagine the surprise that might happen that he knew a lot more about nails than he let on.
Bjorn just offered a finger to Rekker for the slap and giggled girlishly. The shape of nail was important to the trashy singer so he decided on mountain for that extra sharpness to the edge of the nail, perfect for raking down the grouchy ginger's back.
"I'm going with.....Mountain! Perfect and sharp enough to scratch you with, babe. Do you like the colour?"
The Swede loved it and squeaked with happiness when his nails were being painted as well as being filed to points.
"How come you know so much shit about girly nails?"
"I spent 5 years living with Missy and I've had a lot of girlfriends, and I take care of four girls and helped with Missy's two girls too." Rekker reached over and squeezed Bjorn's hand so the Swede didn't get jealous. "I don't have to like it for myself but knowing is part of taking care of a girl... or a bitchy blonde boy."
"I've never had a girlfriend and have never wanted one since I like boys. Most people think I'm a tall boyish girl. I prefer hot men like you."
Bjorn felt a pang of jealousy through him but it was short-lived. Of course Rekker was going to have girlfriends, groupies or whatever else before because he was a famous guitarist. The Swede giggled and began admiring his new nails.
"I've never wanted a boyfriend." Rekker figured Bjorn already knew that about his past. "You're kind of a bitch with a cock though."
That was teasing and good natured. Rekker adored Bjorn even if he constantly harassed him. "Do you think I have some other bitchy blonde boy?" Rekker snorted a laugh. "I've got no fucking time for anyone else. You're such a needy bitch."
The Brit couldn't help harassing Bjorn but he loved how much the Swede wanted and needed him constantly. To Rekker, that felt good.
"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.
"It worked on you." Rekker winked at him, putting on the arrogant bravado to go with it.
As needy and out of control Bjorn was, somehow the Swede had charmed him too. Rekker took that kiss and deepened it after that bite, shoving his tongue into the singer's mouth and not caring who saw. He bit Bjorn's lower lip and pulled away, tugging his lip before letting go.
"You ready to let them take care of your fried hair?" Rekker ruffled up Bjorn's hair, ruining it, because he could.
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on 2022-02-28 07:14 pm (UTC)Bjorn now kissing both ring and bracelet which were on each hand. Of course the ginger loved these colours. How could he not? That car of his and his guitars....it was all Rekker. The Swede giggled, sticking his tongue out at his fiance, enjoying how the day was going so far.
"Leopard print car? Hans might have mentioned it but I've never seen it myself. I'm sure my brother fucked his wine aunt boyfriend enough in it."
Another round of giggles.
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on 2022-02-28 07:29 pm (UTC)Rekker started laughing. "It must be a brotherly trait you share. Can't stay dressed in a fast car." The ginger has to stifle his giggles. "It does explain why your brother's trying to get in that racer's car."
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on 2022-02-28 07:34 pm (UTC)Bjorn having no shame talking about his brother. Of course he didn't. His eyes focusing on what was being done to his nails, liking how they were turning out so far. How was Rekker finding it all?
"I can't stay dressed in a fast car because you keep ripping my fucking clothes off!"
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on 2022-02-28 08:09 pm (UTC)Rekker surely did. Bjorn's unpredictability and high sex drive were benefits as far as the Brit was concerned.
"My belt doesn't magically unbuckle itself while I'm driving. Don't fucking blame me for this, bitch."
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on 2022-03-02 09:33 pm (UTC)Bjorn just admitting that his brother needed to get laid because fuck! Three whole years? Too long! It wouldn't be long though because Hans was getting closer to Ollie each day. The trashy singer could tell by the way his brother smiled more these days. He seemed happier.
"How about I fucking blow you while you drive, babe? Swallow that cock of yours and make you scream behind the wheel."
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on 2022-03-03 01:16 am (UTC)Rekker had noticed and had a lot of experience with this since he could be withdrawn too.
"Not on these roads." Rekker licked his lips and shrugged. "Should we take a trip to Vegas?"
The desert straights would make Rekker less nervous about wrecking the car and the thought of driving fast with Bjorn's mouth in his lap gave him goose bumps just thinking about it.
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on 2022-03-03 08:23 pm (UTC)Bjorn was much like a child in that he often acted like a spoiled brat and was emotionally immature. Hans and Ollie though? They definitely needed a shove or a good lip locking session together. Maybe they should go and head out for a drive together and get laid in the car.
"Windy roads. You're right. Vegas? Fuck yeah! You could drive along the long straight roads while I suck your cock. Then, I can open the window and scream as loud as I fucking want just because."
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on 2022-03-03 09:11 pm (UTC)"Should I call down and have them bring the Firebird out for me?" They didn't have much to do and night driving in the desert was relaxing.
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on 2022-05-02 03:37 pm (UTC)Bjorn giggled and then nodded. The Firebird? Fuck yeah! The trashy blond pinched Rekker's ass cheek and then kissed his lips, nipping the lower one while he pulled away. The Swede wanting to ride out into the desert with his hot ginger.
"Are we going to fuck in the car, babe?"
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on 2022-05-02 03:52 pm (UTC)"Maybe? Maybe I'll make you wait." He started to smirk. "But first hair washing and a massage."
Once Bjorn's nails were done being painted anyway.
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on 2022-05-02 04:11 pm (UTC)Bjorn stuck his tongue out towards Rekker as he leant back in his chair and presented his other hand to the nail painter. This felt so nice the Swede closed his eyes a little and could immediately smell the strong chemicals from the nail polish. Bjorn was having bright neon pink nails. Of course.
"I'll get these bitches filed down into nice round points for scratching the shit out of your body."
The Swede had no filter and didn't give a shit what people could hear.
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on 2022-05-02 05:21 pm (UTC)Rekker gave Bjorn a playful, gentle slap to the stuck out tongue. Rekker hated the smell of all the chemical parts of this stuff but he would endure it for a little if it made Bjorn happy.
"You should have them filed to mountain or stiletto." Rekker smirked because he had spent his life around women, and many of them were obsessive with fashion, including the other guitarist sharing his stage. "Those are the best for what you want to do with them."
Rekker leaned his head back smirking and giggling. He could only imagine the surprise that might happen that he knew a lot more about nails than he let on.
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on 2022-05-02 05:32 pm (UTC)Bjorn just offered a finger to Rekker for the slap and giggled girlishly. The shape of nail was important to the trashy singer so he decided on mountain for that extra sharpness to the edge of the nail, perfect for raking down the grouchy ginger's back.
"I'm going with.....Mountain! Perfect and sharp enough to scratch you with, babe. Do you like the colour?"
The Swede loved it and squeaked with happiness when his nails were being painted as well as being filed to points.
"How come you know so much shit about girly nails?"
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on 2022-05-02 05:42 pm (UTC)"I spent 5 years living with Missy and I've had a lot of girlfriends, and I take care of four girls and helped with Missy's two girls too." Rekker reached over and squeezed Bjorn's hand so the Swede didn't get jealous. "I don't have to like it for myself but knowing is part of taking care of a girl... or a bitchy blonde boy."
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on 2022-06-04 07:50 pm (UTC)Bjorn felt a pang of jealousy through him but it was short-lived. Of course Rekker was going to have girlfriends, groupies or whatever else before because he was a famous guitarist. The Swede giggled and began admiring his new nails.
"Bitchy blond boy? Is that me?"
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on 2022-06-04 08:18 pm (UTC)That was teasing and good natured. Rekker adored Bjorn even if he constantly harassed him. "Do you think I have some other bitchy blonde boy?" Rekker snorted a laugh. "I've got no fucking time for anyone else. You're such a needy bitch."
The Brit couldn't help harassing Bjorn but he loved how much the Swede wanted and needed him constantly. To Rekker, that felt good.
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on 2022-06-04 08:22 pm (UTC)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.
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on 2022-06-05 02:48 am (UTC)As needy and out of control Bjorn was, somehow the Swede had charmed him too. Rekker took that kiss and deepened it after that bite, shoving his tongue into the singer's mouth and not caring who saw. He bit Bjorn's lower lip and pulled away, tugging his lip before letting go.
"You ready to let them take care of your fried hair?" Rekker ruffled up Bjorn's hair, ruining it, because he could.