Mikkel loved this because he was so touch starved. Anything that had the Swede's hands on his body was welcome. The Dane especially loved to touch Sigurd's chest and couldn't keep his hands off of it usually, wet and slightly aroused, there was no resisting.
"When you come back from a show without showering.... a puddle of cat piss and stale beer." Mikkel started to giggle but it was honest. Some nights it turned his stomach and he wanted to shove the Swede into the bathroom until he was clean. He paused, worrying his lip and blushing before he was able to say any more.
"I like when you get a shower at night, but not with all this flowery shit, and then in the morning you smell good." Mikkel didn't know why but the smell of Sigurd clean, and without any cologne or other smells, went right to his head; both of them.
"I want to wash your hair." He adored Sigurd's long, dark hair and right now he could tell it was dirty and needed washed and detangled.
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Mikkel loved this because he was so touch starved. Anything that had the Swede's hands on his body was welcome. The Dane especially loved to touch Sigurd's chest and couldn't keep his hands off of it usually, wet and slightly aroused, there was no resisting.
"When you come back from a show without showering.... a puddle of cat piss and stale beer." Mikkel started to giggle but it was honest. Some nights it turned his stomach and he wanted to shove the Swede into the bathroom until he was clean. He paused, worrying his lip and blushing before he was able to say any more.
"I like when you get a shower at night, but not with all this flowery shit, and then in the morning you smell good." Mikkel didn't know why but the smell of Sigurd clean, and without any cologne or other smells, went right to his head; both of them.
"I want to wash your hair." He adored Sigurd's long, dark hair and right now he could tell it was dirty and needed washed and detangled.