Rekker growled, low and lusty through nearly clenched teeth. "I want your tight ass, fuck!"
Those nails had the ginger gasping raggedly and pulling on the Swede's hair harder. The Swede was so good that Rekker had to struggle to stay relatively quiet, even so he was groaning loudly. His fingers twisted tighter into that blonde hair as he started to thrust into Bjorn's mouth. He couldn't hold back and tugged on all that platinum hair to shove the singer's mouth all the way down on his cock as he came.
It left the guitarist gasping, hands still clinging to Bjorn's hair before he could let go. The moan of satisfaction had to come out as he stroked the blonde's hair.
Bjorn swallowed every drop of Rekker's cum as he slipped his mouth off the Brit's cock with a soft pop. Fuck, that was good! The trashy Swede now giggling as he licked his lips and leant up to kiss the ginger's own lips, still tainted with remnants of his own cum. So dirty.
"How did that feel, babe? You know I'm too fucking good."
The Swede winked at his lover and slid his palms up the insides of the Brit's thighs. Rekker's soft hairs tickling the Swede's hands as he gently raked a few nails along the soft flesh there.
Rekker didn't care about Bjorn's mouth being tainted. He didn't have a repulsion like some men did, and that was clear in the way he yanked Bjorn into a full open mouthed kiss.
The hands on his thighs got a deep gasp among the panting as the Brit tried to catch his breath. "You're mine."
And Rekker meant it. The Swede made him feel out of his mind in a way he hadn't felt in years. Aggressive but not angry.
"Why don't you get me hard for your ass." Rekker growled the words before biting his way down the Swede's neck to his shoulder.
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Those nails had the ginger gasping raggedly and pulling on the Swede's hair harder. The Swede was so good that Rekker had to struggle to stay relatively quiet, even so he was groaning loudly. His fingers twisted tighter into that blonde hair as he started to thrust into Bjorn's mouth. He couldn't hold back and tugged on all that platinum hair to shove the singer's mouth all the way down on his cock as he came.
It left the guitarist gasping, hands still clinging to Bjorn's hair before he could let go. The moan of satisfaction had to come out as he stroked the blonde's hair.
"Fuck you're so good."
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"How did that feel, babe? You know I'm too fucking good."
The Swede winked at his lover and slid his palms up the insides of the Brit's thighs. Rekker's soft hairs tickling the Swede's hands as he gently raked a few nails along the soft flesh there.
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The hands on his thighs got a deep gasp among the panting as the Brit tried to catch his breath. "You're mine."
And Rekker meant it. The Swede made him feel out of his mind in a way he hadn't felt in years. Aggressive but not angry.
"Why don't you get me hard for your ass." Rekker growled the words before biting his way down the Swede's neck to his shoulder.