"Fuck the bitch groupies. I'd only be showing my chest off for you, brat. No other fucker will get a look in."

Nodding, Sigurd began to snap his hips up in a regular jerking motion, gasping and moaning softly, enjoying the sensations shooting up his cock and inner thigh muscles. Fucking the Dane felt so good and the Swede couldn't help but kiss Mikkel's neck, sucking the skin just shy of his jaw.

"I love you, Mikkel. So fucking much---"

Sigurd's breath coming out in needy gasps, not knowing how long he would last now because the tightness around his cock was bringing him off quicker than normal.