"I wish we did." Rekker whispered but he's too much of a realist to ignore how much older he was than the Swede. He pulled Bjorn in closer, indulging in the feeling of the his soft skin.

"Better lips, too." Rekker winked as he's pulled into that kiss. Groaning at the need and the nails raking his skin. "Better in bed."

Rekker leaned into Bjorn, sliding his hand down his side. Rekker was starting to pant from the emotions and the waves of arousal, love and stress that has been going on since Bjorn entered the room. "You're so hot. Fuck!"