"Is that what you want, Spiky? I don't buckle easily."
With that last comment Viktor snorted in amusement but began unbelting his jeans and unfastening his pants as he shoved them down his muscular thighs. He was left in his union flag boxers which matched his small shorts and t-shirt he often wore. Being already semi-aroused, the Brit then kicked his pants towards Vars wondering what the punk would do next.
"Afraid to show your manhood, Shortie?"
It was an obvious goad as Viktor leaned towards the champagne holder on the side of the door and pulled a bottle out, biting the cork off and chugging down a few mouthfuls. Some spilled out of his mouth and ran down his mouth and onto his chest.
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With that last comment Viktor snorted in amusement but began unbelting his jeans and unfastening his pants as he shoved them down his muscular thighs. He was left in his union flag boxers which matched his small shorts and t-shirt he often wore. Being already semi-aroused, the Brit then kicked his pants towards Vars wondering what the punk would do next.
"Afraid to show your manhood, Shortie?"
It was an obvious goad as Viktor leaned towards the champagne holder on the side of the door and pulled a bottle out, biting the cork off and chugging down a few mouthfuls. Some spilled out of his mouth and ran down his mouth and onto his chest.