"No." Robert giggled quietly. "I usually use darling."

All the playfulness is forgotten though as the kiss deepens and the Swede starts grinding into his lap. The kiss has to break as Robert's mouth comes open, gasping from the tightness clenching around him. Slowly, he starts rocking up to meet the rhythm of his lover.

Hands on Erik's hips, he starts pulling him down to meet each thrust. "You're so damned tight."

It's all he can do to get those words out before the pleasure takes his breath to panted moans.