Those nails got a loud cry from the Brit as they raked down his chest, adding to the already building pleasure.

"You feel good." Robert whispered between breaths pulled to pants by the Swede's lips across his neck. He needed this, the contact and affection, more than he had imagined until it happened. Now, it was all he could think about. His curls are out of control, a mess and in his face. Erik trembling under his touch gets another moan before Robert slips his hand between them to wrap it firmly around Erik's cock. With how hard the younger man is riding there's not much work to stroking his lover but it's hot as hell. He has to bite his lip and moan loudly to hold back. The Swede is so tight it's been hard not to get off too quickly and he's all for pushing his lover over the edge so he can stop holding back.