"Is that right? Then, maybe we're both lucky Hunter set me up with you, eh? That cunning bastard. He knew I could help you."

That must have been it. Billy gently slid the sponge along Rik's back, feeling the bubbles ooze gently out of the soft sponge as it glided along the Dane's smooth, pale skin. He was perfect. Kissing a shoulder, Billy liked being this close to Rik, helping him and soothing his pain.

"I want to, mate. We should wake up, shower and do this. Once you're better I've got other ideas about what we can do in here too."

A sly wink and the Brit giggled slightly.