Robert swore under his breath as Erik straddled him and started rubbing against him. It was so lewd and a tease.

He slipped his hands over Erik's hips and shifted, pushing up under the guitarist, head tipping back and moaning. Already vocal, he was only going to get louder. The tame, mild mannered driver was always a loud lover because he didn't believe in holding back any of the emotions.

"Damnn.." He groaned when he looked up at Erik sitting over him, straddling and grinding. Every fiber crying to fuck the young Swede. Robert pulled in his hips and the next time the Swede ground down, Robert's cock pressed up against his ass. He would have probably rejected him the night before but now, he couldn't think of anything other than fucking him until they were both howling.