"You're my cheap whore."

Rekker heard the resistance but he felt the want in Viktor's body.

"I know you're thinking about ginger cock." Rekker pushed up against Viktor again. "Tell me you want it."

Rekker was about to break but he was trying to get the other Brit to admit his desires. Even so, he pressed his forearm to the back of Viktor's shoulders to keep him pinned to the wall while he used his other hand to lube up his cock. Viktor was going to scream for him even if he refused to admit that he wanted it.