Vars took the punch with a grunt and slapped Viktor across the face for it, growling. He was going to be rough even if he was willingly submitting to his lover. The rough housing made the sex better, the fighting. All he could do is moan for the sucking on his neck and rubbing against his leg.

"Better or get ahold of pretty boy." Vars growled at him but spreads his legs to give the singer space. The same impatience he has with fucking Viktor is there when he's submitting. "All talk or going to see if can wear out?"

Now he's tormenting the singer and bites his neck roughly. Viktor's teasing aggitating him with want and desire. He knows he's tight and it's going to hurt but he still wants Viktor.