"Aarne is a good person as are all the bands, even the punks. They defend each other with fire and spirit. Ziggy cuts a bitch at anyone who might insult the tart, Weird or his blond boy."
They really were like a family and Erik loved this about the bands. Hunter had filled in the guitarist over the phone before he arrived in New York but seeing it first hand---nothing could replace that. This was it. He'd have to act somehow due to Aarne putting on a good show outside with Rik, Billy and Joe joining in. Clearing his throat, Erik leant a little closer to Robert, lowering his voice somewhat.
"I really like you, Robert. You're a good man, everyone can see it, and well---I want to show you."
Leaning even closer, the Swede's heart was now in his throat as he gently touched a strand of Robert's hair, ever so lightly, before sliding a hand up to cup the Brit's cheek, pressing an almost chaste kiss to that handsome jaw. Closing his eyes as he did so.
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They really were like a family and Erik loved this about the bands. Hunter had filled in the guitarist over the phone before he arrived in New York but seeing it first hand---nothing could replace that. This was it. He'd have to act somehow due to Aarne putting on a good show outside with Rik, Billy and Joe joining in. Clearing his throat, Erik leant a little closer to Robert, lowering his voice somewhat.
"I really like you, Robert. You're a good man, everyone can see it, and well---I want to show you."
Leaning even closer, the Swede's heart was now in his throat as he gently touched a strand of Robert's hair, ever so lightly, before sliding a hand up to cup the Brit's cheek, pressing an almost chaste kiss to that handsome jaw. Closing his eyes as he did so.