Robert let out a soft breathy moan at the fingers moving across the chest. Even more than sex Robert craved touch, everywhere. The slow sensual caresses between them were getting close to getting him going again, maybe if his head wasn't pounding so much.

"We could." Robert is back to being relaxed and feeling the warmth of the sun and the guitarist and the heat between them isn't helping him want to move from where he's laying. Erik gets him laughing.

"You were smelling my hair last night." He remembered how they got here now that the sleep and lust were clearing away. It felt good to have a lover for the moment but the flighty desire to send Erik away was there in the back of his mind too.