Brotherly Harassment
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rage_rekkerFor Writer's Month 2022 Day 13: Fairy Realm
Rekker knew his brother was ambivalent, in the best of times, toward his birthday. He hated being in the spotlight like that. However, Rekker didn't care and it made for a fun shopping trip with Bjorn earlier in the week. He had forced the Swede to keep his mouth shut about it under penalty of a lot of upset, though he didn't think Bjorn would divulge the secret. Underneath it all, he thought Bjorn was as much of a quiet prankster as Rekker was and that was going to cause chaos today. The Ginger had sent Bjorn off to keep Erik busy for at least a half hour and then to come back later, with Erik in tow.
Rekker barged into his brother's hotel room without knocking and frowned at the fact he was working. Undeterred he dropped the three large packages down right on top of his older brother's work. Robert sliding off his glasses with a sigh.
“What is this?”
“Happy birthday, you old grouch!” Rekker was laughing and took Robert's tea to drink it.
“You're the grouch.” Robert stared at his redheaded brother and was both glad to see him in a good mood and utterly put out by the celebration of his birthday. “What is all of this?”
“Gifts.” Rekker pulled out the chair at the table and started to chuckle.
“Do I even want to know?” Robert closed his laptop to set it aside when he realized this wasn't going to end until he dealt with whatever was in these bundles.
“Of course.” Rekker continued to grin. “I've always been good with gifts.
On that, Robert couldn't argue. Rekker did have a way of picking out gifts that wer good; functionally and aesthetically, when that mattered. Robert gave up and opened the first bundle to find a button down floral poet shirt. This was something he would wear and couldn't avoid smiling.
“Are you going to try it on?” Rekker had ulterior motives but he was doing his best to keep that under wraps.
“When I'm done here.” The next package was heavy and Robert gave his brother a suspicious look before opening it. The leather pants inside were not his style but they weren't that bad, cut like tight jeans. There were worse things to be found in the package. “What are these?”
The younger brother shrugged. “You were always complaining about stains and the way booze soaked into your pants when someone spilled it.” Rekker had thought of this response though it was not the reason he bought them. No, he got them after overhearing his brother's partner talking to others about Robert's tight pants and seeing him in leather like the more glam musicians. Of course, Rekker was not going to hint at that at all.
Robert nodded and saw the utility of the gift. He couldn't argue with the logic. The last bundle was enormous, like a big pillow. The sheer size had the older Brit hesitating. As he opened it and saw all the green, soft wool tumble out he eyed his brother. Even more so when he noticed the green embroidered leaves around the edges.
“What the bloody hell?”
Rekker went into full on giggles. “All the gifts can't be utilitarian.”
“No, forbid you be completely serious about anything.” Robert sighed.
“Go try them on.” Rekker encouraged, especially when he felt the phone in his pocket vibrate. The cue that Bjorn was about to bring Erik up.
Robert didn't know anything about that as he went into the bedroom to try on the shirt and the pants. “I'm not wearing that cloak!” He called from the other room.
“Come on! I had someone down at the costuming studio for the theater make it.” Rekker called back while trying to be serious. “Doesn't Erik want you to be some fairytale Druid or something?”
“Who the hell....?” Robert didn't even get it out while dressing.
“Everyone knows, between Erik and Hunter!” Rekker took the cloak into the bedroom and offered it to Robert.
“Come on. Just try it on.” Rekker was pulling puppy eyes on his older brother. Even with both of them in their forties it still worked.
“Fine.” Robert took it and slung the cloak around his shoulders. While he clasped it Rekker worked on getting his brother's blonde curls out of the way. Bjorn knew to just come in, door unlocked and Rekker was almost vibrating with anticipation as he stepped back.
“You look like a rock druid.” Rekker teased as his brother turned to look in the long mirror hanging on the back of the bathroom door. The ginger was waiting and trying not to let his excitement show. This was going to be priceless.
Rekker knew his brother was ambivalent, in the best of times, toward his birthday. He hated being in the spotlight like that. However, Rekker didn't care and it made for a fun shopping trip with Bjorn earlier in the week. He had forced the Swede to keep his mouth shut about it under penalty of a lot of upset, though he didn't think Bjorn would divulge the secret. Underneath it all, he thought Bjorn was as much of a quiet prankster as Rekker was and that was going to cause chaos today. The Ginger had sent Bjorn off to keep Erik busy for at least a half hour and then to come back later, with Erik in tow.
Rekker barged into his brother's hotel room without knocking and frowned at the fact he was working. Undeterred he dropped the three large packages down right on top of his older brother's work. Robert sliding off his glasses with a sigh.
“What is this?”
“Happy birthday, you old grouch!” Rekker was laughing and took Robert's tea to drink it.
“You're the grouch.” Robert stared at his redheaded brother and was both glad to see him in a good mood and utterly put out by the celebration of his birthday. “What is all of this?”
“Gifts.” Rekker pulled out the chair at the table and started to chuckle.
“Do I even want to know?” Robert closed his laptop to set it aside when he realized this wasn't going to end until he dealt with whatever was in these bundles.
“Of course.” Rekker continued to grin. “I've always been good with gifts.
On that, Robert couldn't argue. Rekker did have a way of picking out gifts that wer good; functionally and aesthetically, when that mattered. Robert gave up and opened the first bundle to find a button down floral poet shirt. This was something he would wear and couldn't avoid smiling.
“Are you going to try it on?” Rekker had ulterior motives but he was doing his best to keep that under wraps.
“When I'm done here.” The next package was heavy and Robert gave his brother a suspicious look before opening it. The leather pants inside were not his style but they weren't that bad, cut like tight jeans. There were worse things to be found in the package. “What are these?”
The younger brother shrugged. “You were always complaining about stains and the way booze soaked into your pants when someone spilled it.” Rekker had thought of this response though it was not the reason he bought them. No, he got them after overhearing his brother's partner talking to others about Robert's tight pants and seeing him in leather like the more glam musicians. Of course, Rekker was not going to hint at that at all.
Robert nodded and saw the utility of the gift. He couldn't argue with the logic. The last bundle was enormous, like a big pillow. The sheer size had the older Brit hesitating. As he opened it and saw all the green, soft wool tumble out he eyed his brother. Even more so when he noticed the green embroidered leaves around the edges.
“What the bloody hell?”
Rekker went into full on giggles. “All the gifts can't be utilitarian.”
“No, forbid you be completely serious about anything.” Robert sighed.
“Go try them on.” Rekker encouraged, especially when he felt the phone in his pocket vibrate. The cue that Bjorn was about to bring Erik up.
Robert didn't know anything about that as he went into the bedroom to try on the shirt and the pants. “I'm not wearing that cloak!” He called from the other room.
“Come on! I had someone down at the costuming studio for the theater make it.” Rekker called back while trying to be serious. “Doesn't Erik want you to be some fairytale Druid or something?”
“Who the hell....?” Robert didn't even get it out while dressing.
“Everyone knows, between Erik and Hunter!” Rekker took the cloak into the bedroom and offered it to Robert.
“Come on. Just try it on.” Rekker was pulling puppy eyes on his older brother. Even with both of them in their forties it still worked.
“Fine.” Robert took it and slung the cloak around his shoulders. While he clasped it Rekker worked on getting his brother's blonde curls out of the way. Bjorn knew to just come in, door unlocked and Rekker was almost vibrating with anticipation as he stepped back.
“You look like a rock druid.” Rekker teased as his brother turned to look in the long mirror hanging on the back of the bathroom door. The ginger was waiting and trying not to let his excitement show. This was going to be priceless.
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Date: 2022-08-20 05:38 pm (UTC)"In you go, babe! Go and stare at his bulge in his birthday pants!"
Bjorn opened the door then shoved Erik inside, closing the door behind, laughing loudly. Oh, this was going to be hilarious. As soon as the young Swede stepped inside and spotted Robert dressed in the shirt, pants and cloak he screamed in happiness.
"Oh!---Robert---Fluffig! You---you're a sexy druid rocker!"
Erik ran towards Robert, grabbing tightly onto the older man, giggling hard while nuzzling against his boyfriend.
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Date: 2022-08-20 05:42 pm (UTC)"Happy Birthday." Rekker snickered and kissed his brother's cheek. Robert immediately swatting his little brother in the face for this. "I'll leave you love birds."
Rekker did just that while laughing at the nasty stare from his brother who couldn't do anything but hug Erik now that he was here.
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Date: 2022-08-20 05:48 pm (UTC)"Happy Birthday, sötnos. I love you and I love this outfit. It really suits you."
The Swede couldn't help but find his hand sneaking down to caress over those muscled thighs beneath the smooth leather. It was so sexy! Erik giggled and pressed another kiss to Robert's lips this time. Oh, this was perfect. The guitarist's hands moving to touch the cloak.
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Date: 2022-08-20 06:40 pm (UTC)"I'm glad you like it." Robert was still angry with his brother for all of this. He would get him back later, for sure. He returned the kiss and moved to pull off the cloak. Not only did he not want it on but it was too heavy and hot for even the air conditioner.
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Date: 2022-08-20 06:43 pm (UTC)Erik stepped back so that Robert could remove the cloak, no doubt feeling the heat within the warm LA environment. Perhaps it would work better outside somewhere in the mountains where there was cooler air.
"Perhaps wearing it within the mountains or the woods might be better, Fluffig. You won't be so hot then."
A devious smile now crossing the young Swede's features as his eyes became fixed on Robert's pants. Oh, they were so fitting and tight.
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Date: 2023-01-17 05:21 pm (UTC)Robert folded the cloak up gently on the dresser. It was beautiful cloak even if the reasoning made him feel like kicking his brother right in the backside.
"I'm sure you'd love to see me like this in the woods." Robert knew all too well what that devious smile was about.
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Date: 2023-01-22 09:11 pm (UTC)Erik started giggling at the name bitch because it was amusing the trashy singer got labelled as a bitch because he was one. Watching Robert fold the cloak up, Erik came up to hug the Brit from behind.
"Oh, I would. You'd look like one of my paintings."
The Swede had a vivid imagination and his dirty dreams were quite explicit.
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Date: 2023-01-23 08:09 pm (UTC)"I don't think your paintings have me in any clothing." Robert glanced over his shoulder while stroking the arms around his waist.
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Date: 2023-01-25 09:34 pm (UTC)Erik nodded while pushing his face into Robert's curls, enjoying the softness and the smell of shampoo from where the Brit had washed his hair. Snorting out a few giggles, Erik then kissed the back of Robert's neck.
"They don't because I draw you nude because it's more natural. It shows off your hot body."
The Swede's hands now sliding around Robert's waist to hug him tight.
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Date: 2023-01-27 02:44 am (UTC)The Brit shivered from the kiss to the back of his neck. "You draw it because you're dirty and into porn like your brother."
Robert is partially teasing but it was also true, probably.