Vrs kept lazily touching Viktor, bonding with him by learning the feel of his skin.

"Good like cock." Vars started laughing as the taller punk pulled him in. "Pretty boy get lot cock stay in my bed." He wanted Viktor in his bed and groaned from the touch. The closeness was soothing and arousing. Vars shifted in the seat to lay mostly on his back and pull Viktor into his chest. He wants to sleep but not without the Brit close and in his arms. There's an undeniable spark he can feel between them.

Robert was already planning on parking the limo and putting the equivalent of a do not disturb sign on it. The punks had been wasted on booze when they got in and after the tussling in the back he had no expectation of the punks still being awake when they got back to the hotel. They could sleep it off in the back.