The Brit held Vars close after the amazing fuck and knew the bassist was bound to be sore after being fucked in the ass. He hadn't been topped hardly ever and Viktor knew this and part of that fact caused the Brit's heart to beat that bit faster. He was in love. It was as simple as that.
"I fucking loved all of this tonight, mate. The bike ride, talking and the fucking. We should head out away from the crazy shit more often and just come to the woods."
Viktor liked the solace and the fact it was just them without Aarne or Joe screaming in their ears back at the hotel or the tarts bitching at one another like whining cats. This was nice. Kissing Vars on then shoulder, Viktor then sighed and caressed the man's chest with his calloused palm.
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"I fucking loved all of this tonight, mate. The bike ride, talking and the fucking. We should head out away from the crazy shit more often and just come to the woods."
Viktor liked the solace and the fact it was just them without Aarne or Joe screaming in their ears back at the hotel or the tarts bitching at one another like whining cats. This was nice. Kissing Vars on then shoulder, Viktor then sighed and caressed the man's chest with his calloused palm.