"I like it." Vars snarls at him with a broad grin. This is fun and it is maddeningly erotic.
The hair pulling rolls thr punk's eyes closed but his hips buck against Viktor's waist. He can't stop it because he wants the Brit. Though, not here in the middle of the floor.
Vars grabbed the bottle from Viktor as he pulled it away from his mouth and took a long drink before putting it aside. The hungry feeling of lust is burning hot but he's not like his bandmates who will fuck in public.
Setting the bottle aside he tangled his fingers into the ends of Viktor's hair. It was so soft and had him grinning. "Pretty boy should come to my bed and not spend night yanking himself?"
Vars is through with dancing around the subject. The way the Brit reacted to every kiss said more than his words. It's a blunt, open offer and from the look that comes with it an admission that he thought the Brit was attractive.
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The hair pulling rolls thr punk's eyes closed but his hips buck against Viktor's waist. He can't stop it because he wants the Brit. Though, not here in the middle of the floor.
Vars grabbed the bottle from Viktor as he pulled it away from his mouth and took a long drink before putting it aside. The hungry feeling of lust is burning hot but he's not like his bandmates who will fuck in public.
Setting the bottle aside he tangled his fingers into the ends of Viktor's hair. It was so soft and had him grinning. "Pretty boy should come to my bed and not spend night yanking himself?"
Vars is through with dancing around the subject. The way the Brit reacted to every kiss said more than his words. It's a blunt, open offer and from the look that comes with it an admission that he thought the Brit was attractive.