Gift for a Friend (For Erik Ivarsson) NSFW

[suomi_thunder]

It had been a few days since they had been busy playing on stage. However, in all of his wisdom, Tom had set aside nearly a week for the bands to hang out in California. The Angels had gone out together for the afternoon, something all the bands did despite partners across the bands. The family, the band itself, needed time to hang with their own, like hanging out with brothers or sisters instead of a partner, it was important. That made this the perfect time for his plan. He had spent hours on this and eventually he came banging on Erik's door in the hotel, nearly ten at night, bottle of wine and a glass in hand.

"Erik!?" He called when the door wasn't answered right away.

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[rockandroll_swede]

Erik could feel the excitement build as Robert began removing his shirt. This was it. He was about to see the Brit shirtless and it sent a thrill through the young Swede. But then his bright, cheery face was morphing into one of confusion and worry when he spotted the scars and marks on Robert's body. Were they scars and stitches? Gods---had he been injured terribly? What could do that? One looked like a gunshot wound on his abdomen. Was this when Stardust had been attacked? Had he defended the singer and been shot himself? The Swede's eyes were wide and he swallowed thickly, unable to speak for a moment or two.

"You are beautiful."

He didn't want to mention about the scars because Robert had reason for them being there and they would only serve to dredge up unwanted memories. So, Erik decided to get on with pampering the driver. Surely, there was some oil he could use somewhere.

"Let me find some oil a moment. Don't go anywhere."

Shooting a cheeky glance Erik was moving into the bathroom coming back with some scented oil he had found. Jasmine. It seemed appropriate enough as he began oiling up his hands, still wondering about those horrific scars on his arms and body. The poor man.

[thisisgroundcontrol]

It's good that Erik didn't mention them. It would be a sure method to get him sent away. When no questions came the driver visibly relaxes and even smiles.

"I know. I've seen you staring." Whether or not he wanted the attention he hadnt missed the way Erik stared sometimes, longing and admiring, but Robert is grateful the Swede has chilled some.

He would likely find several oils since Robert delved into aromatherapy; jasmine, pine, woodsy and outdoor scents. Nothing too masculine or feminine but natural. It kept him calm in the cities where he was less comfortable.

"Don't get it in my hair." The oil in his hair would be bad, or at least a pain to get out. He did his best to pull all of it up and away from his shoulders and back.

[rockandroll_swede]

"You have? Well, I can't help it since you are a very distinguished man."

This being an understatement of what Erik really wanted to say about the man before him. Robert was a big fluffy teddy bear but he wasn't going to use these words, not yet. Not until the driver was more comfortable around the young, energetic Swede. Oiling his hands up, the guitarist then moved to straddle Robert's back and was glad he was still relaxed and not tense.

"I will take special care of your hair. Do not worry."

Erik made this a promise too. Did he worship the man's hair? Oh yes. If there was a Norse hair god then Robert would fit the bill perfectly. Watching the Brit pull his hair away from his neck, Erik slid both palms against the older man's back, slowly massaging the back muscles there. He was in good shape of course he was and this pleased the Swede as he sighed in pleasure almost at touching Robert's skin.

[thisisgroundcontrol]

Robert had some very tight spots in his shoulders, enough that it made him wince at certain touches. He rarely had time to pamper himself because he was almost always on call or working. It wasn't to say he didn't take care of himself,, that he did,, but the extras he never got around to. This felt good, simply relaxing completely for once, or as much as he could. There are sighs and quiet groans as muscles loosen. The warmth of the hands, relaxation and scent has the older Brit closing his eyes and feeling sleepy. The young guitarist might actually put him to sleep this way.

[rockandroll_swede]

As Erik massaged Robert he listened out for the subtle cues when certain muscles were stimulated and eased. He slowly bent down and gently kissed the Brit's shoulder blade whilst then replacing his lips with his hand. It was very brief and he doubted if Robert even knew it happened. Oh, how he craved to just grind his half-hard crotch up against the man's ass but he knew that would be inappropriate right now.

"How does it feel?"

The Swede nuzzled into the back of Robert's hair, inhaling the scent of his shampoo before getting back to the massage, pushing his palms along the spine and then down his flanks. The oil gliding along in smooth strokes, almost like he was using paint over a canvas. Drawing or painting this man? That would be another fantasy come true one day.

[thisisgroundcontrol]

Robert is even starting to feel fluttery from the touch and the feeling of Erik rocking to work on his back. He hadn't been with anyone for a long time, a couple years maybe at this point. Slightly drunk and very relaxed, even his body is starting to react but he's also feeling sleepy.

"It feels like you shouldn't stop." He meant the massage but the touch was getting to him in general, not that he was about to admit that. The truth is, the guitarist has him on the verge if falling asleep. If he keeps going Robert might not be awake when he does decide to stop.

[rockandroll_swede]

The rocking motion was near instinctive as Erik moved his palms up and down Robert's back, aiming to soothe the man's shoulders. Those were the ones that needed the most attention due to his driving job. Yet, the Swede couldn't help but imagine lewd scenarios sitting atop Robert's back naked, rubbing his aching stiffness along the Brit's buttocks....

"I won't stop. Du är en så stilig man. You are a handsome man."

The Swedish slipping out casually as he closed his eyes and slightly ground his semi-erection against Robert's lower back but trying not to. It was hard though. The temptation was there but the Swede was trying to behave. Another kiss to his back and Erik massaged just below Robert's shoulder blades.

[thisisgroundcontrol]

Robert definitely isn't noticing since the Swede has more or less put him to sleep. He's a light sleeper but this relaxed and with all the wine he might sleep more deeply. His breathing slowing as he falls asleep on the couch. He's tired and this feels far too good to stay awake.

[rockandroll_swede]

Erik could sense that Robert was falling asleep and this pleased the Swede knowing that his job was done. He'd relaxed the Brit into a peaceful slumber and he found it adorable. Of course now he was getting off the older man's back and going to wash his hands in the bathroom. Now clean of oil, he pulled off his own shirt but left his pants on just in case Robert woke up in the night and assumed Erik had the wrong idea.

The Swede snuggled in beside Robert on the couch close, gently nudging in up to his body, sliding an arm around to get a better position. Smiling to himself, he was glad Aarne had arranged this "surprise" as he slowly closed his eyes, falling asleep himself. If he woke up hard then he'd have to deal with it somehow.

[thisisgroundcontrol]

Robert had his own instincts while sleeping, turning, wrapping his arms around the Swede to pull him to his chest. It was how he laid with all his lover's, not that Erik was one yet, protectively, face tucked into the top of Erik's head. He also got cold and eventually pulled the throw off the couch and over them, still mostly asleep and not registering who was there with him, pinned between his body and the back of the couch. That's where he stayed too, sleeping in and relaxing since no one had wanted anything from him so he had set no alarms to wake up by. Though, once the sun got too high that might wake him if Erik didn't wake first.

[rockandroll_swede]

The night was one of heated dreams and even asleep Erik instintively wrapped his arms around the warm man next to him, groaning in his sleep and talking. Hunter often spoke of just how vocal his younger brother was while sleeping. It was something Erik hardly knew of since he only got told by those who slept beside him. Those strong arms pulling him close got small soft moans as he wiggled and shifted in his sleep.

Soon, the Swede could feel a shift in the temperature of the room as he felt sunlight slip over his face when he moved into another position. Being a morning person, the guitarist's eyes opened slowly and immediately he felt butterflies in his stomach.

He was hard.

His cock was semi-erect and throbbing inside his pants. Goodness! Even half awake the Swede nuzzled into Robert and barely cared that he was aroused at this point. Being next to Robert just felt too good.

[thisisgroundcontrol]

Normally Robert was awake early but the booze and relaxation put him out. That didn't mean the man beside him wiggling around was completely unnoticed.

Robert groaned and instinctively pressed into the nuzzling. He's not really awake but warm and comfortable. He's slowly coming to and long before he's awake pressing into Erik. Whether he's emotionally ready, his body has other ideas and the Brit's waking up horny, wanting without realizing yet who is with him.

[rockandroll_swede]

The warmth Erik was getting off the other man was intoxicating and he craved more contact now nuzzling into those luscious curls. He was in heaven and even through a sleep induced state he was grinding against a toned thigh not realising it. His own body craved the contact since Erik hadn't been with anyone for a while now. A few months at least. Groaning softly the Swede's hands gently moved to caress Robert's curls as he didn't want to move.

"Du mår bra mot mig."

Still not awake, Erik muttered words in his own language, aroused and wanting the older man against him who felt so good.

[thisisgroundcontrol]

The grinding brings Robert awake with a lusty groan. He's startled by who is in his arms, pausing and hesitating. He doesn't want to give the wrong impression but he's ready, near fully erect from the grinding and touching. He knows Erik wants him, has for a long time now.

The gentle touch to his hair hitches his breath and he leans in pressing a kiss to Erik's cheek, nearly on the lips. It's intoxicating and didn't the rockers all just sleep around, would it be the worst to indulge both of them?

[rockandroll_swede]

The kiss to the cheek close to his lips got the guitarist's eyes to snap open, now wide and alert. Was this actually happening? The Brit wanted him? Oh. The Swede felt his heart hammering inside his chest because this was like one of his dreams come true. A fantasy. But, this was real and now all he could do was surrender to what his body needed and craved.

"Mm....Robert."

The younger man leaned into the kiss and slid a hand along Robert's chest; the other pulling his jaw into his hungry lips. Pecking those soft lips gently, Erik gasped and continued to grind his stiffness against the older man's leg.

[thisisgroundcontrol]

Robert wrapped a leg up over Erik's hip, grinding into the push of his soon to be lover's hips. The Brit's touch down Erik's side, gentle like butterfly touches from his fingertips. Though he didn't indulge many lovers over the years any of them would say he was seductive when he touched.

His mind might resist but that gave in as he turned enough to press thier lips together, slowly deepening the kiss.

"Do you still want me?" Robert's panting but he wants to make sure all his rebuffs over the weeks hadn't changed the younger man's mind. It certainly didn't feel like it but he had to check. It felt necessary because Erik was so much younger.

[rockandroll_swede]

Oh. Oh, that felt good. The leg hitching up over his hip caused the Swede to arch into the touch and moan softly, blissfully aware that Robert wanted him now. The grinding felt so good too as he kissed Robert's jaw, peppering kisses down it.

"Oh---I've always wanted you. So much. Ever since I clapped eyes on you all these weeks ago. You are en stor fluffig nallebjörn för mig----a big fluffy teddy bear to me."

The Swede pulled Robert closer with both strong arms, kissing at his neck and suckling at the skin just under his jaw. His hand moving to slide up that chest once more; his long fingers delving into that soft fuzz, revelling the softness of the Brit's chest hair. Gods, it felt so good.

"I want to fuck you---or you fuck me. Just, please----take me, Robert."

The words came out rough and deep, Erik's voice thick with lust as he could feel his now fully erect cock rubbing against the confines of his pants. His skin was on fire and his nipples now peaking as was the soft downy hair on his navel.

[thisisgroundcontrol]

Robert shoves the blanket off of them so it is out of the way. His mouth open, panting and moaning as Erik kisses across his skin. It's enough to give him goose bumps across his body.

Once he hears that he's wanted, he reaches down and unbuttons his pants they're so uncomfortably tight but his hand is soon down between Erik's thighs, stroking him through the jeans. The Brit has lost his usual composure to the heat building between them.

"Take these off." Robert's words breathless and rough with lust. His eyes are on Erik though, his eyes and face. Robert's cheeks flushed red from want. His pulse is loud and he can feel it throbbing through his entire body.

[rockandroll_swede]

"Yes, oh yes---I've wanted this so much. Snälla --- ge den till mig."

Erik slipping back into Swedish because he mind was just a hazy sex-filled mess right now. All he could think about was getting naked and being filled with that fat cock belonging to Robert. That gloriously huge cock that filled out his tight pants enough that the Swede stared at the outline most days. Gasping and panting with need, Erik arched into the stroking as he unbuttoned his jeans and quickly shoved them down his legs onto the floor.

His tented boxers were tight and he wanted more touch. He wanted everything. Kissing Robert passionately on the lips the young Swede moaned deeply, realising his sexy dreams were coming true. Reaching down to massage Robert through his own pants, Erik arched up and whimpered loudly. Just feeling that bulge made his heart flutter.

[thisisgroundcontrol]

Erik's touch pulled a loud moan from the Brit. He couldn't remember being this horny but then it had been so long that he was feeling wild and out of control.

He watched Erik strip feeling it like electricity on his skin.. kissing the Swede when he came back to the couch,, Robert turned over on his back, easily wriggling out of the tight jeans, dropping them somewhere on the floor.

It left Erik partially on top of him, mostly naked and Robert's bright blue eyes roamed over the younger man before he touched, hands sliding up his sides.

"I know what you want." He whispers with a big grin, everyone had to know with how much Erik stared. Robert didn't care what position but the idea of fucking someone again after so long was irresistible. He slid his hands, slowly up the guitarists back, pushing his hips and bare, hard cock against him. The Brit feels hazy and hot everywhere but he wants this, wants Erik despite what any good sense is telling him.

[rockandroll_swede]

Wasting no time, Erik slipped off his tight boxers and flung them onto the floor in a heap with his other clothes. He was so fucking horny right now and had wanted this for weeks. Just to be close to the older man was his fantasy. Now the Brit was naked and oh----that cock. The Swede's mouth near watered at seeing it. He wanted to suck it but not now---no, he wanted to be fucked. His body craved to be used as a rag doll as that giant cock stuffed itself up his tight ass.

"I want you. So much."

The Swede was panting, eyes filled with lust and his cheeks tinted a feint pink as his body was coursing with arousal. His cock painfully hard and tinged a dark red, hanging heavily between his pale thighs. Fuck, he was hard! Moving to straddle Robert's lap, the Swede gasped and then began rubbing his own cock against his lover's.

His lover's.

That word could finally be used and Erik was in heaven as he ground himself up against the older man, gasping and groaning. His hands roaming across that perfect fuzzy chest, gently using his nails lightly against the heated skin.

[thisisgroundcontrol]

Robert swore under his breath as Erik straddled him and started rubbing against him. It was so lewd and a tease.

He slipped his hands over Erik's hips and shifted, pushing up under the guitarist, head tipping back and moaning. Already vocal, he was only going to get louder. The tame, mild mannered driver was always a loud lover because he didn't believe in holding back any of the emotions.

"Damnn.." He groaned when he looked up at Erik sitting over him, straddling and grinding. Every fiber crying to fuck the young Swede. Robert pulled in his hips and the next time the Swede ground down, Robert's cock pressed up against his ass. He would have probably rejected him the night before but now, he couldn't think of anything other than fucking him until they were both howling.

[rockandroll_swede]

"Ah!----"

Erik gasped and bit his lower lip while he rubbed his hard cock against Robert's using his hand to squeeze them together. The Brit's cock was thicker and longer and the Swede knew this since how could he not? The man's cock nearly busted out of his pants most of the time.

"We will need ah---Glidmedel---lube? That's it."

The Swede wasn't thinking properly since his mind was just on feeling that fat cock inside of him. Did Robert even carry around a bottle? Erik guessed not so shifted off the driver to get up and root around in his pants pocket. A bottle of lube? Had he put that there? Or did Aarne conveniently stick it in the back? Either way the guitarist was now wiggling the bottle in front of Robert's face, smirking.

"Vanilla cookie it says. I smell a Fin here."

The Fin must have tucked it neatly into the back of Erik's pants pocket in anticipation of them getting laid. The devious drummer. Moving back to Robert, Erik wondered if the Brit wanted to lube him up bent over first as that might be easier.

[thisisgroundcontrol]

Robert stopped thinking, eyes close and indulging in the Swede rocking in his lap and the feel of his skin under his fingers. At first he's confused as to why Erik is getting up but can only laugh when he sees the bottle. Of course the drummer had left that. Robert is very aware of the fact this is what the Fin had been trying to accomplish for weeks now.

Taking the bottle with one hand he tugs on Erik to bring him into a kiss, nearly moaning in anticipation. Even hazy with lust Robert knows his size can cause issues and is used to accommodating whatever his lover is comfortable with or needs. Instead of worrying about that, he gets busy lubing up his fingers. The anticipation has the Brit breathing ruggedly.

[rockandroll_swede]

"Lube me up, Robert. I want to feel your fingers inside of me."

Erik was too horny to care as he bent over lewdly, showing off his ass in all it's glory. He was painfully hard and gasped when he bent over, turning to lick his lips towards his sexy Brit. Goodness this was hot! Once he got lubed up, Erik was going to jump back into Robert's lap to hopefully ride that huge cock of his. He wanted it. He ached for it.

"I've dreamt about this moment for so long."

This of course was no lie.