Viktor reached around to grab Rekker's ass, squeezing his cheeks through the denim of his pants. Fuck, he needed to get naked now! The ginger needed to be naked too. Shoving his crotch against Rekker's, Viktor ground up against him, moaning deeply because he was so hard right now.

"Maybe. How about you find out, bastard?"

The punk kissed Rekker roughly and then bit down on his lower lip.