"We do? I know my brother snores when he's drunk on wine. I'm not sure about the others though."
Erik just leant back in his seat and then shot a look to Robert wondering what the driver meant by that. Hoes out of the garden? Crushing flowers? What did it all mean? The young guitarist frowning but giggling slightly.
"What does that all mean? Will you tell me?"
The Swede leant in closer so that his shoulder touched Robert's, enjoying that he got to sit in the passenger seat next to the Brit.
"Use my imagination? Ok! How about a fuck in the flowers then? Is that what you mean?"
Erik was stifling a cheeky giggle as he tugged on a few of Robert's curls gently before withdrawing his fingers once more. Just feeling those blond strands between his fingertips caused the young Swede to swell up with want and lust. He knew he'd have to try and behave somehow for the long drive.
"Rolling around naked fucking in the flowerbeds sounds hot, sötnos."
"That's why the hoes need to stay out of the garden. They crush the flowers." Robert started laughing, especially when he saw the hot red on the young guitarist's cheeks.
"Det är därför hoes måste hålla sig borta från trädgården? If you say so, Fluffig. I am not a hoe though."
Erik just giggled loudly and had to stifle himself with his hand over his mouth because it was just too funny. Robert's words causing the Swede to look down at the floor before glancing up at the Brit once more. Did he really mean that? Hoes? Surely, it was a joke.
"What have you heard about me being a hoe? But I am not one."
Erik just stared a little then snorted out a small giggle because no doubt Hunter had been saying things about his little brother. The young guitarist had slept around a bit during his drifting years but now all he wanted was Robert. There could be no one else.
"A fence? I'd like to help you rebuilt it. Even though making ice holes for fishing is my speciality among my village I've helped reign in reindeer in fences before too."
The young man always wanting to help and be useful. Just imagining Robert out gardening was hot too.
"You've been trying awfully hard to get my attention like one." Robert chuckled because it was true. Though he had heard some things, nothing any worse than he expected from a young rockstar.
Robert glanced over at the Swede who was talking like he was coming to Robert's house. "I'm sure I can manage."
"I have? I didn't think it was that obvious, sötnos."
Erik feigned innocence but it was obvious the young man adored the older Brit driver as he was now blushing softly and giggling. As for being able to manage, Erik just wanted to watch Robert garden. It was simple as that. Perhaps watch him do more than just driving because so far that is all the rock star had seen the man do mainly.
"Manage? But you know what they say? Two lots of hands are better than one!"
The Swede winked and then gently patted Robert on the arm.
The Fin was always acting crazy and Robert hadn't missed how he was setting up little suggestions to put the two men in the same place at the same time. Years of being a spy and manipulating circumstances made the behavior more obvious than it might be for the average person.
"I thought that saying was....." Then Robert just shut his mouth and laughed. He almost said: two heads are better than one, but he immediately saw that going right into the gutter.
Erik frowned, not knowing what that word meant. He knew quite a lot of complicated English but still struggled on some unlike his brother who was much better with longer words and phrases. Gently stroking Robert's arm the Swede was transfixed into what the Brit would say next.
"Oh? The saying is something else? Please tell me, sötnos. I want to learn."
This being in truth to learning about Robert and hearing his laugh. Oh that laugh just caused the younger man to nuzzle into the driver's arm, sighing.
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Erik just leant back in his seat and then shot a look to Robert wondering what the driver meant by that. Hoes out of the garden? Crushing flowers? What did it all mean? The young guitarist frowning but giggling slightly.
"What does that all mean? Will you tell me?"
The Swede leant in closer so that his shoulder touched Robert's, enjoying that he got to sit in the passenger seat next to the Brit.
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He glanced over at the Swede and started laughing to the point he nearly snorted. "Use your imagination?"
He might tell him once he stopped laughing so much at the naivetés of the question.
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Erik was stifling a cheeky giggle as he tugged on a few of Robert's curls gently before withdrawing his fingers once more. Just feeling those blond strands between his fingertips caused the young Swede to swell up with want and lust. He knew he'd have to try and behave somehow for the long drive.
"Rolling around naked fucking in the flowerbeds sounds hot, sötnos."
The Swede's cheeks heating up.
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It was cute to watch him embarrass himself.
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Erik just giggled loudly and had to stifle himself with his hand over his mouth because it was just too funny. Robert's words causing the Swede to look down at the floor before glancing up at the Brit once more. Did he really mean that? Hoes? Surely, it was a joke.
"I can help you dig?"
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He winked at the Swede beside him. He was teasing the boy but he deserved it for this turn in the conversation.
"I do have a fence that needs rebuilt when I'm done with the tour." He was partially serious but not too much really.
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Erik just stared a little then snorted out a small giggle because no doubt Hunter had been saying things about his little brother. The young guitarist had slept around a bit during his drifting years but now all he wanted was Robert. There could be no one else.
"A fence? I'd like to help you rebuilt it. Even though making ice holes for fishing is my speciality among my village I've helped reign in reindeer in fences before too."
The young man always wanting to help and be useful. Just imagining Robert out gardening was hot too.
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Robert glanced over at the Swede who was talking like he was coming to Robert's house. "I'm sure I can manage."
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Erik feigned innocence but it was obvious the young man adored the older Brit driver as he was now blushing softly and giggling. As for being able to manage, Erik just wanted to watch Robert garden. It was simple as that. Perhaps watch him do more than just driving because so far that is all the rock star had seen the man do mainly.
"Manage? But you know what they say? Two lots of hands are better than one!"
The Swede winked and then gently patted Robert on the arm.
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The Fin was always acting crazy and Robert hadn't missed how he was setting up little suggestions to put the two men in the same place at the same time. Years of being a spy and manipulating circumstances made the behavior more obvious than it might be for the average person.
"I thought that saying was....." Then Robert just shut his mouth and laughed. He almost said: two heads are better than one, but he immediately saw that going right into the gutter.
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Erik frowned, not knowing what that word meant. He knew quite a lot of complicated English but still struggled on some unlike his brother who was much better with longer words and phrases. Gently stroking Robert's arm the Swede was transfixed into what the Brit would say next.
"Oh? The saying is something else? Please tell me, sötnos. I want to learn."
This being in truth to learning about Robert and hearing his laugh. Oh that laugh just caused the younger man to nuzzle into the driver's arm, sighing.