The bed might be knocking with how hard they were fucking and Robert didn't care, couldn't even think of anything other than the young guitarist riding his lap. Robert was moaning so loudly that his voice cracked.

"Fuck!" He wanted the guitarist's lips as he swore under his breath. Letting go of Erik's cock Robert sat up without missing a thrust. One hand pressing into the bed to get leverage and the other grabbing a handful of the Swede's hair.

"Come here." He yanked and pulled Erik into a rough kiss, still pumping up into his lover.