"Grumpy bastard. Fuck, this was suppose to be a fun game!"

Bjorn huffed and knew Rekker wasn't going to chase him anymore so just shrugged and then ran into the bedroom, jumping into Rekker's lap once more wrapping his arms around his lover. The Swede was often a whirlwind of high energy at times and this was one of them.

"What are you going to do to me, babe?"

The blond biting on Rekker's collarbone, giggling.