"He's a terrible influence." Rik giggled because he had some stories but he wasn't about to share them. "I'm glad you came to bother me."
He was annoyed in the moment, worried about finishing his work, but now that he could look back on it the Dane is grateful for the disturbance. Rik laid his head down on Billy's shoulder while thinking about the first time he fell asleep in Billy's arm.
"Sleeping next to you is just as soothing as a shower." Rik laughs and nuzzles his nose into Billy's neck. "And requires extra energy when you're being coy."
He was being a coy boy when he started talking but revealed nothing, even if they both knew what he was talking about. Despite the pain in his swollen lips, Rik gently kissed Billy's neck without moving his head much from where it rested on the guitarist's shoulder.
"He might be a terrible influence but he's still your band leader and my brother's boyfriend. I tease Gilly and say Hunter is his sugar Swede because of the age difference."
Of course Billy loved to wind the younger tart up which often got him a tongue lashing as well as a well aimed slap to some extremity or the other. Brothers would be brothers. The Brit now sliding the soapy sponge along Rik's arms, gently as to not aggravate his bruises. The poor Dane. Viktor could be a right asshole when he wanted to be and tonight he had crossed a line. Billy wanted to punch him for what he did to Rik.
"I love sleeping next to you too. You're like a soft pillow with all that hair you have."
Billy loved Rik's hair and everyone else knew this much. He kissed the Dane's back and gently moved the sponge lower to circle at Rik's lower back muscles.
Rik starts laughing, wincing from his busted lips. "That means you are my Sugar Brit?"
The touch and warm water was welcome and he rested against the Brit more heavily. His hand comes up to Billy's chest as he nestles his face into Billy's neck. "You're soft too."
Rik wiggled and giggled against the kiss to his back. It tickles even through the pain.
That just got Billy laughing and snorting with amusement as he continued to sponge Rik's back gently before moving it around the Dane's front, lathering over his chest. He was careful not to press too hard just in case it touched on one of the bruises. The closeness felt good and Billy sighed and kissed his lover's ear.
"I'd like to give you a full body massage once your bruises heal. They can be so fucking amazing, mate."
Rik could only laugh even when it hurt his busted lip. "The age difference is the same."
The relaxation is so good that it gets a moan from the Dane. If it wasn't for the fight earlier, and the pain now, he'd be turned on more and the shower would be hotter. For now, he just lets his hand drift through Billy's damp, woolly chest hair.
"I could give you one. I've got strong fingers and arms." He nuzzled into Billy's cheek. The closeness felt so good and left the Dane to yawn. "You're making me sleepy."
"Yeah, I suppose it is. Still funny to tease my baby brother because he gets so wound up easily. You put cornflakes on his head and he goes mad and goes all bitchy and tarty."
Of course Billy being a prankster had put cornflakes onto Gilly's head among other things. The drummer often getting his own back on his older brother in ways he knew best. There was often a bitch fight thrown in between though.
"I'd love that, smukke. I know how strong your fingers and arms are. Lifting that harp is no joke and nor is playing that double-necked guitar. You're fucking amazing."
Rik grinned. "You two are the same. You both pick and get bitchy about it."
It was cute the way Billy and Gilly were so similar. Even when they got on the quieter Dane's nerves he loved them and how close they were too each other.
"When I feel a little better." Rik mentioned while leaning on the Brit feeling the sleepiness take hold. "We should play on stage together some time."
"We are not the same at all! Gilly is much more of a fucking tart than me! You should see him when he's half asleep in the morning. Such a grouch."
Now that he was sharing his bed with Hunter you would think some of the bitchy tart would have worn off but had it? Not quite. Once a tart always a tart. Billy still loved his brother for who he was though.
"Yeah, we should. We can do epic riffs together and I can kiss you in front of all the crowd."
Rik couldn't help the laughter. "Did you listen to what you just said? I've seen you hungover in the morning so I can imagine."
Rik teases even while feeling this sleepy. He still flushed bright red at the thought of being kissed in front of everyone on stage, but his heart fluttered with love and excitement too.
"When I'm more awake." Rik slipped his hands around Billy's waist. "Lets go to bed."
Billy just stared a little then burst out in laughter at Rik's words. They were all true of course because the Brit was a tarty grouch in the morning too, pulling the covers over his head and using lewd insults.
"How the fuck am I suppose to know what I say if I'm half-asleep and hungover? Gilly sounds like a screeching parrot when he wakes up."
"Yeah, ok, mate. Bed it is because you've had a rough day with Viktor being a complete wanker."
Sliding an arm around Rik's waist he helped the Dane towards the bed, hoping some sleep would do his aching body some good.
"You do too." Rik laughed a little and wrapped an arm around Billy. "You treat waking up like a sin sometimes."
And Rik thought it was adorable. He was getting used to Billy and his moods. Rik himself had mornings where he was a hellion trying to get him out of bed.
"Hopefully it won't happen again." Rik didn't want to fight. He wanted things to be peaceful but Viktor had pushed him too far. Clinging to Billy he turned off the water and grabbed a towel to dry off some before bed.
"A sin? I never knew I was that fucking moody when I get up."
Billy shook his head giggling as he kissed Rik on the corner of his lips gently, helping the taller man towards the bed. He pulled the covers back and then nuzzled into that soft, fluffy hair he loved so much. As for it happening again? Billy would make sure it fucking wouldn't. Viktor was a blockhead.
"It won't. I won't let him hurt you like this again, mate. What he did to you was wrong. He knows it now since you kicked his punk ass too."
The Brit stood by Rik in case he needed further help.
Rik leaned into the kiss and gladly crawls into bed. Soon though he's snuggling up the Billy's side. He let out a long sigh of relief, just laying down and being warm helped the aches in his body from fighting.
"Are you going to take a nap with me?" Rik wanted his lover to stay here for awhile so they could cuddle.
"We all are, mate. It's part of being a human being."
Billy crawled into bed beside Rik and slid both arms around the Dane, careful not to aggravate his injuries. Snuggling into his big hair the Brit sighed and then giggled as the strands tickled his nose. Rik was everything he wanted in a lover.
"Yeah. Sounds like a plan. Once you're better I'll kiss every inch of your body and make you feel good."
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He was annoyed in the moment, worried about finishing his work, but now that he could look back on it the Dane is grateful for the disturbance. Rik laid his head down on Billy's shoulder while thinking about the first time he fell asleep in Billy's arm.
"Sleeping next to you is just as soothing as a shower." Rik laughs and nuzzles his nose into Billy's neck. "And requires extra energy when you're being coy."
He was being a coy boy when he started talking but revealed nothing, even if they both knew what he was talking about. Despite the pain in his swollen lips, Rik gently kissed Billy's neck without moving his head much from where it rested on the guitarist's shoulder.
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Of course Billy loved to wind the younger tart up which often got him a tongue lashing as well as a well aimed slap to some extremity or the other. Brothers would be brothers. The Brit now sliding the soapy sponge along Rik's arms, gently as to not aggravate his bruises. The poor Dane. Viktor could be a right asshole when he wanted to be and tonight he had crossed a line. Billy wanted to punch him for what he did to Rik.
"I love sleeping next to you too. You're like a soft pillow with all that hair you have."
Billy loved Rik's hair and everyone else knew this much. He kissed the Dane's back and gently moved the sponge lower to circle at Rik's lower back muscles.
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The touch and warm water was welcome and he rested against the Brit more heavily. His hand comes up to Billy's chest as he nestles his face into Billy's neck. "You're soft too."
Rik wiggled and giggled against the kiss to his back. It tickles even through the pain.
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That just got Billy laughing and snorting with amusement as he continued to sponge Rik's back gently before moving it around the Dane's front, lathering over his chest. He was careful not to press too hard just in case it touched on one of the bruises. The closeness felt good and Billy sighed and kissed his lover's ear.
"I'd like to give you a full body massage once your bruises heal. They can be so fucking amazing, mate."
It would also mean he gets to touch Rik all over.
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The relaxation is so good that it gets a moan from the Dane. If it wasn't for the fight earlier, and the pain now, he'd be turned on more and the shower would be hotter. For now, he just lets his hand drift through Billy's damp, woolly chest hair.
"I could give you one. I've got strong fingers and arms." He nuzzled into Billy's cheek. The closeness felt so good and left the Dane to yawn. "You're making me sleepy."
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Of course Billy being a prankster had put cornflakes onto Gilly's head among other things. The drummer often getting his own back on his older brother in ways he knew best. There was often a bitch fight thrown in between though.
"I'd love that, smukke. I know how strong your fingers and arms are. Lifting that harp is no joke and nor is playing that double-necked guitar. You're fucking amazing."
The Brit loved his Dane.
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It was cute the way Billy and Gilly were so similar. Even when they got on the quieter Dane's nerves he loved them and how close they were too each other.
"When I feel a little better." Rik mentioned while leaning on the Brit feeling the sleepiness take hold. "We should play on stage together some time."
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Now that he was sharing his bed with Hunter you would think some of the bitchy tart would have worn off but had it? Not quite. Once a tart always a tart. Billy still loved his brother for who he was though.
"Yeah, we should. We can do epic riffs together and I can kiss you in front of all the crowd."
Billy wanted to do this.
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Rik teases even while feeling this sleepy. He still flushed bright red at the thought of being kissed in front of everyone on stage, but his heart fluttered with love and excitement too.
"When I'm more awake." Rik slipped his hands around Billy's waist. "Lets go to bed."
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"How the fuck am I suppose to know what I say if I'm half-asleep and hungover? Gilly sounds like a screeching parrot when he wakes up."
"Yeah, ok, mate. Bed it is because you've had a rough day with Viktor being a complete wanker."
Sliding an arm around Rik's waist he helped the Dane towards the bed, hoping some sleep would do his aching body some good.
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And Rik thought it was adorable. He was getting used to Billy and his moods. Rik himself had mornings where he was a hellion trying to get him out of bed.
"Hopefully it won't happen again." Rik didn't want to fight. He wanted things to be peaceful but Viktor had pushed him too far. Clinging to Billy he turned off the water and grabbed a towel to dry off some before bed.
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Billy shook his head giggling as he kissed Rik on the corner of his lips gently, helping the taller man towards the bed. He pulled the covers back and then nuzzled into that soft, fluffy hair he loved so much. As for it happening again? Billy would make sure it fucking wouldn't. Viktor was a blockhead.
"It won't. I won't let him hurt you like this again, mate. What he did to you was wrong. He knows it now since you kicked his punk ass too."
The Brit stood by Rik in case he needed further help.
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Rik leaned into the kiss and gladly crawls into bed. Soon though he's snuggling up the Billy's side. He let out a long sigh of relief, just laying down and being warm helped the aches in his body from fighting.
"Are you going to take a nap with me?" Rik wanted his lover to stay here for awhile so they could cuddle.
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Billy crawled into bed beside Rik and slid both arms around the Dane, careful not to aggravate his injuries. Snuggling into his big hair the Brit sighed and then giggled as the strands tickled his nose. Rik was everything he wanted in a lover.
"Yeah. Sounds like a plan. Once you're better I'll kiss every inch of your body and make you feel good."
The Brit smirking cheekily, kissing Rik's chest.
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"Thank you." He glanced up and smiled more. "When I feel better."