"Should I feel special that it was me he used to set a date up with you? That man is wily and clever despite reeking of perfume and wearing more leopard print then a sofa set."
Billy liked Hunter really and he was only teasing since the singer was very kind and loved his brother. Gilly was a much better man when he was with his Swede. The change was almost overnight and Billy was grateful the tarty drummer was being looked after by Hunter as well as Ziggy and the Spiders.
"Good because I want you to be my smukke. No one else's."
A soft caress to the back of Rik's neck with his fingers and Billy was nuzzling into that thick hair.
"I think he was bias from banging your brother." Rik laughed but whatever the reason he was glad for it. The laughing made him wince as he felt the pain in his mouth from those punches.
"That's not how that word works." Rik shook his head. "It means handsome or beautiful. I think you want kæreste or elsker."
The words though give him pause and he stares at Billy quietly for a moment. It makes him nervous but he smiles a little. "Are.. are you saying you want to date exclusively?"
Billy shocked him every time something like this came up; from saying he loved him early on to this. He's not sure how to take how fast they are moving. He wants it but he's also wary of jumping in.
"You think? He's very clever anyway and he knows a good match when he sees one."
It might be because Gilly was his boyfriend but what did it matter? Billy had found his one true love it seemed and was happy. No one else would ever replace Rik now that the Brit had found someone just like him. A man who loved to have fun and embrace life without being too serious.
"kaereste? elsker? Ok, I need to remember those. Yeah, I am. I mean---I love you, Fluffy. I don't really want some other bastard touching that hair of yours or kissing you."
It was an admission Billy was happy to make. He spoke his mind just like his brother since he'd never been shy to say what he thought. Was he moving too fast for the Dane? If so, then he would slow down so Rik could gradually get used to the arrangement. Hopefully, he wouldn't scare the Dane off.
"I hope this isn't too fast for you. Sort of---you won't run away on me will you?"
Every time Billy said he loved him Rik felt faint. It was a mix of fluttering heart because he really liked Billy and panic because it was way too much too fast. Rik sighs and takes Billy's hand before sitting heavily on the bed.
"Stop worrying." He says at first but the looks up at Billy curiously. Billy was way out of his normal behavior when getting involved with someone. "You don't have to think about other people. It takes me a long time to let people even touch me usually. I don't like strangers touching or kissing me."
The Dane is still visibly nervous as he realize it is moving a little too fast but the fear in Billy's eyes make his head shake. "I'm not running away but it might take me longer to say...."
Now Rik is scared that he has said something wrong. His eyes widened and his palm started to sweat. His past causes him to worry so much about doing the wrong thing. "Just..."
He looked down at their hands and bit nervously at his lip. "Well... wait for me. I promise I'll catch up."
The truth is he is feeling confused. His heart pounded every time the Brit was close and felt devastated any time he thought about the fact that they might be separated for months. At the same time, the idea of someone clinging to him this tightly so soon was off putting.
Billy squeezed Rik's hand and nodded slowly. He couldn't help but worry since it was in his very nature from experiences he'd had in the past. Both him and his brother worried a lot about keeping partners and expecting too much of situations. Billy though, he was more worried about losing someone.
"I don't mean to worry it's just---every partner I've ever had has walked out on me. Social pressures and shit like that. I know you won't, it's just---I sometimes can't help worrying."
The Brit gently pressed a kiss to Rik's cheek, careful of his split lip and injuries. He didn't mean to be moving so fast, it was more out of worry than anything that the Dane would slip away from his grasp if he wasn't there with him. Stupid but sometimes love made you think irrational thoughts.
"I'll wait, mate. I promise. Sorry for going so fast I just---need to slow down a little. Going slow is fine with me if it helps you. I want us to be comfortable with whatever this is."
He gently stroked up Rik's thigh, nuzzling into that fluffy hair of his lover's.
Rik took a deep breath and sat quietly for a long time before speaking again. "I've only had one serious partner, I guess, in high school. I had to leave him to get away from my parents. I still talk to him and write when I can."
He hoped Billy wouldn't mind but Ollie had saved his life when he convinced his father to let Rik stay. The Dane didn't want to be his boyfriend any more, the relationship had changed, but they would probably be friends their entire lives.
Rik leaned into Billy and rested his cheek on his head. "I just need time but I don't want to be with anyone else."
"In high school? I can understand that. It's been ages since I've actually allowed myself to get close to anyone since they all left me. The last time I dated anyone was around six months ago or so."
The guy was called Jacob and he was a decent enough bloke who loved music and getting into too much trouble but someone at a club called him queer. That really hurt and after the insult he didn't want to see Billy anymore and broke up. Society really could be a bitch at times.
"Last bloke I dated got called a queer at a nightclub because he held my hand briefly. That was the end of that."
Sighing, Billy didn't want to dwell on anything negative so held Rik close, stroking his cheek. Their relationship was brand new and very special. It meant a lot to Billy and he didn't want to let his Dane go.
Rik laughed nervously and shook his head. "Almost three year since I had anyone long term."
Too many people had experiences like Billy's where someone left because they couldn't hand harsh words. All he could do for the past was to slip his hand into Billy's to give it a squeeze. The Dane took a long time to express love, long after he felt it inside. Looking at the Brit holding him close there's a feeling that he could love him, maybe more than he ever had anyone else since he's only really had his high school boyfriend.
Slowly he brought the other guitarist's hand up and kissed it. "You can hold my hand anytime you want, luvvie."
People could sling names or attack them and he would do it anyway.
Billy could understand it though since he was afraid of falling for someone then having them reject him at the last minute. Some only lasted for a week or so before society got to them. It sucked. At least Rik wanted to stay with him and it wasn't just a temporary thing. He didn't want it to be.
"I want to and I will. Fuck the idiots who want to harass us. I'm in love with you and you're a cute smukke."
The last part had the Brit giggling and nuzzling into Rik's neck, just sighing at the closeness. Hunter did a favour bringing the two together. A smart man indeed.
"I've only had one serious relationship." Rik shrugged because he felt uncomfortable with his inexperience.
Even so, he took Billy's hand and kissed it again as he giggled from the breath on his neck. Then he turned and kissed Billy's lips, ignoring the brief pain in his busted lip.
"I'm your Kort-Luvvie now then? Forever? Is there a word that I can call you aside from smukke? That means something luvvie for you?"
Billy just wondered if there was an even more intimate name he could call his Dane. Smukke was fine but he would definitely pick something more personal if there was such a word. Rik was quite inexperienced which was fine with the Brit since he'd go slow and be patient with him.
"It doesn't matter if you're inexperienced because I'll help you along the way. If there is something you want to do with me all you need to do is ask. Or if you're unsure, just talk to me, mate."
He stroked Rik's cheek carefully and pressed a kiss to the Dane's nose tip. Viktor had really performed a number on the poor guy.
"Maybe?" Rik leaned into him giggling with a pink flush on his cheeks. Rik is starting to fall in love and think about Billy as a permanent fixture in his life. "What would you call me in English? I can tell you the Danish."
That seemed like the best way to pick something though Rik loved smukke. "You can keep smukke. I like being called handsome all the time."
And that only made him blush more. The kiss brought a smile, or as much of one as he could have with a busted lip. "I should get a shower so I can lay down."
"What does the Kort bit mean again? I get the luvvie part."
Billy forgot but he didn't care because it was something special to him and Rik. The whole smukke thing? He wanted to keep that since he liked using it for whenever his Dane was with him. The kiss was welcome, even though he was still wary of Rik's injuries. Gently stroking the Dane's cheek, Billy smiled fondly.
"Want me to help wash you down?"
The chance to be close to Rik in the shower and help him reach places he couldn't? Billy was jumping at that chance.
"You're calling me short? I'm only slightly shorter than you!"
Billy laughed and gently poked Rik in the leg, not wanting to aggravate his wounds, but just poke mild fun. What was the Dane? Two inches on him? It was still cute how Rik called him kort luvvie.
"I'd like to help with that hair of yours. You know how much I love touching it."
He just wanted to help his Dane and do more things for him now that they were becoming more serious with each other every passing day. Billy loved Rik and doing this sort of thing was what lovers did.
"Short to me." Rik tried not to laugh so much because his mouth hurt.
He gave Billy's hand a squeeze and then stood to head into the bathroom. It would take some time to get out of his clothes so he could get into the shower. The guitarist was independent but he's glad for the help right now.
"Ok, then can I call you my Tall-Luvvie? Does that work? Or Tall Smukke maybe?"
He was trying. Billy walked with Rik to the bathroom and was ready to help his lover remove his clothes since he was battered and bruised up. Poor guy. The Brit pressed a kiss to Rik's cheek and then stood back slightly, waiting to see what he wanted to remove first. Shoes, socks? That made sense first.
"Want me to turn the shower on ready? Get it nice and hot for you?"
Billy wanted to dote on Rik just like any lover would.
"Høj smuk?" Rik is laughing and then adds "I thought you were going to call me blødt hår?"
He just giggles knowing the Brit doesn't understand the language.
"Not too hot." He mentions as he sits down on the toilet to pull off his shoes and socks. His midsection is sore, more than his lip even, but expected given the bruises. He's not in so much pain though that he passes up the opportunity to smack Billy playfully on the backside when he leans in to get the shower running.
"You know I can't understand your language, you Danish pastry."
Billy gently tapped Rik on the nose instead of offering the usual playful elbow due to his injuries. It would be nice to know what his boyfriend was saying but Billy guessed the words were playful and meaningful. The last name got him thinking since it sort of sounded similar to the word hair.
"Blødt hår? That sort of sounds like blond hair? Am I getting close?"
There were some words in Danish that were close to English and Billy was trying here. That slap to his ass got a laugh as he was now bent over to get the shower going. He made sure the dial was turned down to a warm setting but not too hot.
"Høj is tall." Rik is trying not to laugh because his lip hurts but he can't help it even with the pain. "blødt is soft or fluffy."
Hair was right for the second part of the words. Rik just smiles faintly and works on undressing. It is slow though because he's starting to ache in places from the fight.
"I think I'm getting all these words you're telling me. Slowly though. Hoj and Blodt. You're bloody blodt then because you're a fluffy smukke."
Billy giggling because he could be such a dork at times around Rik. It felt good to be laughing though after witnessing such a horrible scene. Both Viktor and Rik fighting, busting each other's mouths. At least now the Dane would be stepping into a warm shower soon.
"Want me to help you with any undressing, mate? I promise I won't feel you up."
"I will get handsy if you want me to but I promise not to grab your crotch or squeeze your ass unless you want me to."
The Brit smirked as took Rik's hand and gently squeezed it. Bending down, he began to help his Dane out of his boots because the bending down part might be difficult with bruises. Unzipping them and slowly pulling them off Rik's feet, he looked up and offered a stuck out tongue.
"If you sit on the bed I can slip your pants off for you."
He was trying to make this as non-sexual as possible but it was still hard because Rik was hot and Billy was madly in love with him.
In pain or not, there's a certain sensuality to being undressed by his partner, even if it is to shower and get the dirt and blood off. He can't help running his fingers through Billy's hair while he's pulling off his boots.
"It might be easier if I'm standing." Rik takes a moment and then pushes himself to his feet. His ribs and fingers were throbbing slightly but the pain would go away eventually.
"Good job it's not otherwise I may have to wait a few days before being able to suck it or feel it inside of me."
Billy teased lovingly as he kissed Rik's shoulder gently, helping his Dane undress slowly whilst standing up. This seemed the better option than having Rik lay down where he might sit on some of his bruises. The fingers through his hair caused the Brit to giggle softly because it felt nice.
"Let me help you, mate---"
He aided Rik with his boots and then began pulling off the Dane's socks. Each piece of clothing at a time to allow Rik to go at his own pace.
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Billy liked Hunter really and he was only teasing since the singer was very kind and loved his brother. Gilly was a much better man when he was with his Swede. The change was almost overnight and Billy was grateful the tarty drummer was being looked after by Hunter as well as Ziggy and the Spiders.
"Good because I want you to be my smukke. No one else's."
A soft caress to the back of Rik's neck with his fingers and Billy was nuzzling into that thick hair.
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"That's not how that word works." Rik shook his head. "It means handsome or beautiful. I think you want kæreste or elsker."
The words though give him pause and he stares at Billy quietly for a moment. It makes him nervous but he smiles a little. "Are.. are you saying you want to date exclusively?"
Billy shocked him every time something like this came up; from saying he loved him early on to this. He's not sure how to take how fast they are moving. He wants it but he's also wary of jumping in.
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It might be because Gilly was his boyfriend but what did it matter? Billy had found his one true love it seemed and was happy. No one else would ever replace Rik now that the Brit had found someone just like him. A man who loved to have fun and embrace life without being too serious.
"kaereste? elsker? Ok, I need to remember those. Yeah, I am. I mean---I love you, Fluffy. I don't really want some other bastard touching that hair of yours or kissing you."
It was an admission Billy was happy to make. He spoke his mind just like his brother since he'd never been shy to say what he thought. Was he moving too fast for the Dane? If so, then he would slow down so Rik could gradually get used to the arrangement. Hopefully, he wouldn't scare the Dane off.
"I hope this isn't too fast for you. Sort of---you won't run away on me will you?"
A flash of fear appeared over Billy's face.
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"Stop worrying." He says at first but the looks up at Billy curiously. Billy was way out of his normal behavior when getting involved with someone. "You don't have to think about other people. It takes me a long time to let people even touch me usually. I don't like strangers touching or kissing me."
The Dane is still visibly nervous as he realize it is moving a little too fast but the fear in Billy's eyes make his head shake. "I'm not running away but it might take me longer to say...."
Now Rik is scared that he has said something wrong. His eyes widened and his palm started to sweat. His past causes him to worry so much about doing the wrong thing. "Just..."
He looked down at their hands and bit nervously at his lip. "Well... wait for me. I promise I'll catch up."
The truth is he is feeling confused. His heart pounded every time the Brit was close and felt devastated any time he thought about the fact that they might be separated for months. At the same time, the idea of someone clinging to him this tightly so soon was off putting.
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"I don't mean to worry it's just---every partner I've ever had has walked out on me. Social pressures and shit like that. I know you won't, it's just---I sometimes can't help worrying."
The Brit gently pressed a kiss to Rik's cheek, careful of his split lip and injuries. He didn't mean to be moving so fast, it was more out of worry than anything that the Dane would slip away from his grasp if he wasn't there with him. Stupid but sometimes love made you think irrational thoughts.
"I'll wait, mate. I promise. Sorry for going so fast I just---need to slow down a little. Going slow is fine with me if it helps you. I want us to be comfortable with whatever this is."
He gently stroked up Rik's thigh, nuzzling into that fluffy hair of his lover's.
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He hoped Billy wouldn't mind but Ollie had saved his life when he convinced his father to let Rik stay. The Dane didn't want to be his boyfriend any more, the relationship had changed, but they would probably be friends their entire lives.
Rik leaned into Billy and rested his cheek on his head. "I just need time but I don't want to be with anyone else."
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The guy was called Jacob and he was a decent enough bloke who loved music and getting into too much trouble but someone at a club called him queer. That really hurt and after the insult he didn't want to see Billy anymore and broke up. Society really could be a bitch at times.
"Last bloke I dated got called a queer at a nightclub because he held my hand briefly. That was the end of that."
Sighing, Billy didn't want to dwell on anything negative so held Rik close, stroking his cheek. Their relationship was brand new and very special. It meant a lot to Billy and he didn't want to let his Dane go.
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Too many people had experiences like Billy's where someone left because they couldn't hand harsh words. All he could do for the past was to slip his hand into Billy's to give it a squeeze. The Dane took a long time to express love, long after he felt it inside. Looking at the Brit holding him close there's a feeling that he could love him, maybe more than he ever had anyone else since he's only really had his high school boyfriend.
Slowly he brought the other guitarist's hand up and kissed it. "You can hold my hand anytime you want, luvvie."
People could sling names or attack them and he would do it anyway.
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Billy could understand it though since he was afraid of falling for someone then having them reject him at the last minute. Some only lasted for a week or so before society got to them. It sucked. At least Rik wanted to stay with him and it wasn't just a temporary thing. He didn't want it to be.
"I want to and I will. Fuck the idiots who want to harass us. I'm in love with you and you're a cute smukke."
The last part had the Brit giggling and nuzzling into Rik's neck, just sighing at the closeness. Hunter did a favour bringing the two together. A smart man indeed.
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Even so, he took Billy's hand and kissed it again as he giggled from the breath on his neck. Then he turned and kissed Billy's lips, ignoring the brief pain in his busted lip.
"I'm not going anywhere, kort luvvie."
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Billy just wondered if there was an even more intimate name he could call his Dane. Smukke was fine but he would definitely pick something more personal if there was such a word. Rik was quite inexperienced which was fine with the Brit since he'd go slow and be patient with him.
"It doesn't matter if you're inexperienced because I'll help you along the way. If there is something you want to do with me all you need to do is ask. Or if you're unsure, just talk to me, mate."
He stroked Rik's cheek carefully and pressed a kiss to the Dane's nose tip. Viktor had really performed a number on the poor guy.
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That seemed like the best way to pick something though Rik loved smukke. "You can keep smukke. I like being called handsome all the time."
And that only made him blush more. The kiss brought a smile, or as much of one as he could have with a busted lip. "I should get a shower so I can lay down."
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Billy forgot but he didn't care because it was something special to him and Rik. The whole smukke thing? He wanted to keep that since he liked using it for whenever his Dane was with him. The kiss was welcome, even though he was still wary of Rik's injuries. Gently stroking the Dane's cheek, Billy smiled fondly.
"Want me to help wash you down?"
The chance to be close to Rik in the shower and help him reach places he couldn't? Billy was jumping at that chance.
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The Dane smiled and nodded. "I'll need help with my hair."
His ribs were hurting so lifting his arms would probably be too uncomfortable.
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Billy laughed and gently poked Rik in the leg, not wanting to aggravate his wounds, but just poke mild fun. What was the Dane? Two inches on him? It was still cute how Rik called him kort luvvie.
"I'd like to help with that hair of yours. You know how much I love touching it."
He just wanted to help his Dane and do more things for him now that they were becoming more serious with each other every passing day. Billy loved Rik and doing this sort of thing was what lovers did.
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He gave Billy's hand a squeeze and then stood to head into the bathroom. It would take some time to get out of his clothes so he could get into the shower. The guitarist was independent but he's glad for the help right now.
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He was trying. Billy walked with Rik to the bathroom and was ready to help his lover remove his clothes since he was battered and bruised up. Poor guy. The Brit pressed a kiss to Rik's cheek and then stood back slightly, waiting to see what he wanted to remove first. Shoes, socks? That made sense first.
"Want me to turn the shower on ready? Get it nice and hot for you?"
Billy wanted to dote on Rik just like any lover would.
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He just giggles knowing the Brit doesn't understand the language.
"Not too hot." He mentions as he sits down on the toilet to pull off his shoes and socks. His midsection is sore, more than his lip even, but expected given the bruises. He's not in so much pain though that he passes up the opportunity to smack Billy playfully on the backside when he leans in to get the shower running.
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Billy gently tapped Rik on the nose instead of offering the usual playful elbow due to his injuries. It would be nice to know what his boyfriend was saying but Billy guessed the words were playful and meaningful. The last name got him thinking since it sort of sounded similar to the word hair.
"Blødt hår? That sort of sounds like blond hair? Am I getting close?"
There were some words in Danish that were close to English and Billy was trying here. That slap to his ass got a laugh as he was now bent over to get the shower going. He made sure the dial was turned down to a warm setting but not too hot.
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Hair was right for the second part of the words. Rik just smiles faintly and works on undressing. It is slow though because he's starting to ache in places from the fight.
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Billy giggling because he could be such a dork at times around Rik. It felt good to be laughing though after witnessing such a horrible scene. Both Viktor and Rik fighting, busting each other's mouths. At least now the Dane would be stepping into a warm shower soon.
"Want me to help you with any undressing, mate? I promise I won't feel you up."
It was a playful tease more than anything.
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Even hurting Rik kept up his humor. Billy made him feel good, simply being around the Brit felt amazing.
"What is the use then if you aren't going to get handsy?" The Dane paused in his undressing to take Billy's hand. "My boots and these tight pants."
Rik wasn't going to be able to bend down to do this with the bruises slowly forming on his ribs.
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The Brit smirked as took Rik's hand and gently squeezed it. Bending down, he began to help his Dane out of his boots because the bending down part might be difficult with bruises. Unzipping them and slowly pulling them off Rik's feet, he looked up and offered a stuck out tongue.
"If you sit on the bed I can slip your pants off for you."
He was trying to make this as non-sexual as possible but it was still hard because Rik was hot and Billy was madly in love with him.
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In pain or not, there's a certain sensuality to being undressed by his partner, even if it is to shower and get the dirt and blood off. He can't help running his fingers through Billy's hair while he's pulling off his boots.
"It might be easier if I'm standing." Rik takes a moment and then pushes himself to his feet. His ribs and fingers were throbbing slightly but the pain would go away eventually.
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Billy teased lovingly as he kissed Rik's shoulder gently, helping his Dane undress slowly whilst standing up. This seemed the better option than having Rik lay down where he might sit on some of his bruises. The fingers through his hair caused the Brit to giggle softly because it felt nice.
"Let me help you, mate---"
He aided Rik with his boots and then began pulling off the Dane's socks. Each piece of clothing at a time to allow Rik to go at his own pace.
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