"...Sexet---Britisk opror? Whatever that means, I'm guessing sexy British something?"
He laughed a little and watched as Rik sat down on the bed to remove his shirt. The poor guy revealing the number that Viktor had performed on his lithe body. As much as Billy liked his band leader---sometimes Viktor could be a right fucking blockhead. The whole coke thing should never have happened and the whole hotel knew this by now. The ugly bruises causing the Brit to frown.
"You poor thing. Even your ass is bruised? Let's just get you feeling a bit more comfortable."
Going over to the mini bar, Billy made up a nice cool glass of water for Rik and a small whiskey for himself. Fuck, he needed it after this. Passing the Dane his drink, he sat down and just wanted to be here for his lover.
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He laughed a little and watched as Rik sat down on the bed to remove his shirt. The poor guy revealing the number that Viktor had performed on his lithe body. As much as Billy liked his band leader---sometimes Viktor could be a right fucking blockhead. The whole coke thing should never have happened and the whole hotel knew this by now. The ugly bruises causing the Brit to frown.
"You poor thing. Even your ass is bruised? Let's just get you feeling a bit more comfortable."
Going over to the mini bar, Billy made up a nice cool glass of water for Rik and a small whiskey for himself. Fuck, he needed it after this. Passing the Dane his drink, he sat down and just wanted to be here for his lover.