Lips on his smooth, bared chest felt so erotic that Mikkel shivered and it raised goosebumps all of the Dane.

"I always do." Mikkel might be bratty about it but he always told Sigurd when he looked clueless. As Sigurd leaned over him Mikkel kissed the bare chest above him, purposefully kissing the nipple to see how the Swede would react.

This was the part that he was nervous about and his eyes were glued on Sigurd, watching what he was doing. He gasped at first from the touch and coolness but also clenched up from his nerves. He didn't even know he needed to relax or that he was even tightening up.