The old zipper got stuck line. It should get Robert off the scent as Erik now heard the Brit leave the toilet. Gods, the guitarist's nerves were shot to hell. He still had his cock in his hand hidden behind the toilet roll as he looked up at the Fin. Still using his mother tongue just in case other band members barged in.

"Jag vill. Jag är verkligen orolig att jag ska slå honom eller se påträngande ut. Fan, jag vill kyssa läpparna och nuzzle det håret. Bara---- drottningen!"

Erik knew that he had the best seat in the limo right now and had to at least show Robert how much he cared, even if this meant just going for it all. Kissing him or cuddling. The Swede wanted it all.

"Du är en smutsig bitch, men jag älskar det du försöker göra, Aarne. Inte undra på att Joe älskar dig."

The Swede giggled and wondered if he shouldn't just jerk off once Aarne had left.