Mikkel just stared with saucer wide eyes and flushed cheeks when Sigurd got undressed. He couldn't help it because he'd never seen anyone naked that he was attracted to and he's a bit dumbstruck for a moment.
"I know." He didn't and he was still worried Sigurd would leave in the morning and never come back if they had sex though he's trying not to imagine that part. "I...nevermind it's just.. what happened before."
He just shrugged but the hug felt nice. He leaned into it and wrapped his arms around the older musician's waist. He hadn't taken his pants off yet and he's worried about it. Not only that he's going to do something wrong but also that maybe he won't be attractive enough once he's naked. Eventually they would have to come off.
He lingers there in the hug for awhile and can't help that his hands drift down onto the bassist's bare ass. He's nervous and his past is making him fearful but Sigurd is still hot and having him naked in the hotel room is still arousing. Slowly, Mikkel pulled out of the hug so he could wiggle out of his tight jeans. His instinct is to try and cover himself and ends up standing there staring at the pants on the ground and arms wrapped protectively around his midsection.
"I thought you wanted to get in bed?" The brattiness came back full force when he finally looked back up from the floor. He's trying but his emotions inside are all over the place. He sat on the bed and scooted over wondering if he should get under the covers or not. The nervousness is making it hard to think clearly or make decisions.
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"I know." He didn't and he was still worried Sigurd would leave in the morning and never come back if they had sex though he's trying not to imagine that part. "I...nevermind it's just.. what happened before."
He just shrugged but the hug felt nice. He leaned into it and wrapped his arms around the older musician's waist. He hadn't taken his pants off yet and he's worried about it. Not only that he's going to do something wrong but also that maybe he won't be attractive enough once he's naked. Eventually they would have to come off.
He lingers there in the hug for awhile and can't help that his hands drift down onto the bassist's bare ass. He's nervous and his past is making him fearful but Sigurd is still hot and having him naked in the hotel room is still arousing. Slowly, Mikkel pulled out of the hug so he could wiggle out of his tight jeans. His instinct is to try and cover himself and ends up standing there staring at the pants on the ground and arms wrapped protectively around his midsection.
"I thought you wanted to get in bed?" The brattiness came back full force when he finally looked back up from the floor. He's trying but his emotions inside are all over the place. He sat on the bed and scooted over wondering if he should get under the covers or not. The nervousness is making it hard to think clearly or make decisions.