Erik whimpered with pleasure at the hands stroking up his back. How he craved the older man's touch and scent so close to his body. It really was intoxicating and he wanted more. He always craved more. The Swede pressing open-mouthed kisses to Robert's jaw and neck, moaning as he rubbed his heavy erect cock up against his lover's thigh.

"I want you."

His breath low with lust, Erik's hand snaked to the front palming Robert's crotch and taking his thick length into his hand, stroking slowly, almost teasingly. His tongue flicking out to lick along the Brit's earlobe.