"Yes, I am the rock star. Usually, us crazy bastards have booze, sex, more booze, more sex, sleep, then wake up and have more sex."

Erik giggled and then nipped at Robert's ear under one of his curls, loving the playful nature of the older man. How he had craved all of this so many weeks ago when they first met. But, the Swede knew that the age difference probably attributed to Robert wanted to take it a little more easy than the young rock star.

"I will not fetch your slippers and cocoa yet, sötnos."

The Swede being cheeky as he slid a hand down and squeezed Robert's crotch gently before bringing his hand back up.