Sven gave Davy a quick kiss to the cheek before moving back to focus on driving to where the spa was. It wasn't far. The tartiness just caused the Swede to raise a brow then wink at his partner.
"You know I leave that part to you and to you only."
Sven knew how much Davy enjoyed touching and massaging the singer's toned back.
"No one else's hands will touch my back except your princess hands."
"You're damned right no one else is touching you." Davy sounded sour because he remembered groupies getting handsy with the Swede. However, a masseuse at a spa was different. This was thier job and that didn't bother him.
Sven leaned across and kissed Davy's lips. He wanted the prissy guitarist to understand that the back area and all those muscles belonged to Davy and to Davy only. As for the groupies---they were more an annoyance than anything else. Ivar usually did a good job from keeping them back and away from the singer.
"You'll enjoy this, sweetie."
Soon, Sven was pulling into the car lot of the spa and killing the engine.
Sven tickled Davy underneath his chin before getting out of the car, pulling Davy in for that hug he needed. Poor princess. He would soon forget the events of earlier on when he was being pampered like the tarty princess he was.
"Come on, let's get inside and get relaxed."
The Swede took Davy's hand in his and squeezed it as he pulled the boy towards the spa.
Davy leaned into the hug though the earlier events were ones he thought about a lot. He always worried that there were groupies better than he was. The fact that Sven was gay didn't even matter since it was an irrational fear. He squeezed Sven's hand and followed in, interested to see what the Swede had planned.
"Here we are. You can pick from the list of what treatments you'd like, sweets."
Sven now handing Davy a brochure from the desk, where they were greeted by the receptionist, offering them a friendly smile. The whole place had a sense of welcoming ambience, with a feint smell of lavender in the air and light spaced out relaxing music playing in the background. There were also jasmine and aloe vera plants dotted around on the nearby desk.
Davy took the pamphlet and rolled his eyes but he did get a huge smirk. The Swede got slapped in the chest by the pamphlet as Davy handed it back to him.
"Shame what I like isn't in this booklet." He let it go for either Sven to grab or it would fall on the floor. Davy went right past him to the counter and started talking to the receptionist.
Sven just scoffed when Davy thrust the leaflet against his chest as he walked off towards the desk. Of course the Swede loved it when Davy was tarty and prissy, which is what he was now.
"What is it you'd like, sweet cakes?"
The blond just shook his head, laughing slightly as Davy began talking.
"You said whatever I wanted." Davy barely acknowledged Sven and was already planning out things with the receptionist for both of them. Sven could deal with his choices. First though would be hair and nails. Unbeknownst to Sven he may have unleashed a brat of sorts for the day. It did have the young woman behind the desk quietly giggling from the dynamic.
Sven wondered what can of worms he'd opened up in allowing Davy free reign on having whatever he wanted, literally. The prissy princess deserved to be spoiled though and Sven wanted it.
"You're a prissy princess so deserve to be spoiled."
After all the fucking shit Davy had been through? Fuck, did he deserve it.
Davy gave his partner a tarty look. "You're prissier than I am and spend longer in the shower."
He cocked his head up and followed the receptionist who motioned for Sven to follow along. They were going to get their hair washed, and at least Davy was going to get his trimmed up. Sven had definitely opened a huge can of worms.
The tarty look just caused Sven to smile and wink at his boyfriend. Oh, Davy was such a spoiled boy but the Swede loved indulging him. Always.
"Oh, is that right? I don't take as long doing my nails or hair then you do, sweetie."
The playful sass right back at Davy as Sven followed along, keen to know what the guitarist wanted done. If it was everything on the list then so be it. Sven was going to let Davy decide what they'd get done because they could do it together that way.
"Maybe you should?" The tartiness was in full bloom. "Then I wouldn't have to brush your hair and do your nails all the time."
The young woman leading them into the back giggled quietly as she showed them to chairs next to each other where they could get thier hair taken care of by the hair stylists.
"I like you brushing my hair and doing my nails. You do too."
Sven knew Davy enjoyed it and no matter of tarting or prissy behaviour would make him doubt that. He noticed the young woman giggling at the pair behaving like a married couple.
"Maybe you're just too good at it, sweets."
The boy was going to be spoiled and Sven was happy that this was happening.
"An---unkempt animal? You love it when I'm an animal in bed."
Sven offered Davy a sly wink as he sat down next to his prissy boyfriend, giggling softly to himself. An unkempt animal. Was that what he was now? Of course Davy was being himself and Sven loved it.
"No cutting this time but just a good clean."
The Swede giving instructions to the hair stylist.
Sven knew he came home stinking of sweat when he'd been at the gym or up on stage giving it his all. Sometimes, he couldn't help it and was usually shoved into the nearest shower by someone, often that someone being Davy.
"Alright---sorry for stinking your princess nose."
The Swede gave a wink to Davy as the hair stylist set about washing their hair.
"That's why I send you to the shower before you touch me." Davy sassed as he relaxed back to have his hair washed. True, if he walked in on Sven working out he would be all over the Swede but otherwise, it was a huge turn off. Davy was also getting his hair trimmed up and the layers fixed up. This was one of his favorite parts of the salon. His might take longer than Sven but next they would be off to get their nails done. Davy wanted his brows shaped too and would probably get a facial. Sven did this to himself by saying anything he wanted.
"Oh, is that right? Well, your highness, I'll try not to stink so much for your prissy little nose."
Sven was teasing the guitarist and knew Davy was such a prissy boy. The Swede happy to be having hair done alongside the man he loved, even if it meant putting up with Davy's tarty behaviour.
Davy was going to get everything done. Eventually, they would end up sitting next to each other to get their nails done.
"Your make up looks good." Davy kissed Sven's cheek. Of course, he was going to get his nails done black, and likely Sven would experience them this evening.
Sven smiled and then kissed Davy back but on the neck just below his ear just to be a tease. It felt good having someone doing their hair and the Swede closed his eyes as the hair stylist washed his hair.
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Date: 2024-02-22 10:34 pm (UTC)He was feeling better now that they were going somewhere together.
"Not your back?" Davy asked and then snottily added. "Are you expecting me to do it?"
Of course he would. He gave the Swede back rubs sometimes without him even asking.
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Date: 2024-02-24 08:48 pm (UTC)"You know I leave that part to you and to you only."
Sven knew how much Davy enjoyed touching and massaging the singer's toned back.
"No one else's hands will touch my back except your princess hands."
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Date: 2024-02-24 10:45 pm (UTC)"You're damned right no one else is touching you." Davy sounded sour because he remembered groupies getting handsy with the Swede. However, a masseuse at a spa was different. This was thier job and that didn't bother him.
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Date: 2024-02-26 08:09 pm (UTC)Sven leaned across and kissed Davy's lips. He wanted the prissy guitarist to understand that the back area and all those muscles belonged to Davy and to Davy only. As for the groupies---they were more an annoyance than anything else. Ivar usually did a good job from keeping them back and away from the singer.
"You'll enjoy this, sweetie."
Soon, Sven was pulling into the car lot of the spa and killing the engine.
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Date: 2024-02-27 01:28 am (UTC)Davy smiled because he liked it too. Usually he laid in Sven's arms when they slept but awake and cuddling, he liked to be against the Swede's back.
Sven got a snotty glance before Davy got out of the car. "You're paying. I can't complain."
He got out and went around to Sven because he wanted another hug.
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Date: 2024-02-29 08:17 pm (UTC)Sven tickled Davy underneath his chin before getting out of the car, pulling Davy in for that hug he needed. Poor princess. He would soon forget the events of earlier on when he was being pampered like the tarty princess he was.
"Come on, let's get inside and get relaxed."
The Swede took Davy's hand in his and squeezed it as he pulled the boy towards the spa.
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Date: 2024-02-29 10:11 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2024-03-08 09:42 pm (UTC)Sven now handing Davy a brochure from the desk, where they were greeted by the receptionist, offering them a friendly smile. The whole place had a sense of welcoming ambience, with a feint smell of lavender in the air and light spaced out relaxing music playing in the background. There were also jasmine and aloe vera plants dotted around on the nearby desk.
"Whatever you like you can have."
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Date: 2024-03-09 04:31 am (UTC)"Shame what I like isn't in this booklet." He let it go for either Sven to grab or it would fall on the floor. Davy went right past him to the counter and started talking to the receptionist.
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Date: 2024-03-11 06:55 pm (UTC)Sven just scoffed when Davy thrust the leaflet against his chest as he walked off towards the desk. Of course the Swede loved it when Davy was tarty and prissy, which is what he was now.
"What is it you'd like, sweet cakes?"
The blond just shook his head, laughing slightly as Davy began talking.
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Date: 2024-03-14 09:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2024-03-17 09:22 pm (UTC)Sven wondered what can of worms he'd opened up in allowing Davy free reign on having whatever he wanted, literally. The prissy princess deserved to be spoiled though and Sven wanted it.
"You're a prissy princess so deserve to be spoiled."
After all the fucking shit Davy had been through? Fuck, did he deserve it.
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Date: 2024-03-18 04:17 am (UTC)He cocked his head up and followed the receptionist who motioned for Sven to follow along. They were going to get their hair washed, and at least Davy was going to get his trimmed up. Sven had definitely opened a huge can of worms.
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Date: 2024-03-18 08:50 pm (UTC)"Oh, is that right? I don't take as long doing my nails or hair then you do, sweetie."
The playful sass right back at Davy as Sven followed along, keen to know what the guitarist wanted done. If it was everything on the list then so be it. Sven was going to let Davy decide what they'd get done because they could do it together that way.
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Date: 2024-03-18 09:26 pm (UTC)The young woman leading them into the back giggled quietly as she showed them to chairs next to each other where they could get thier hair taken care of by the hair stylists.
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Date: 2024-03-18 09:56 pm (UTC)Sven knew Davy enjoyed it and no matter of tarting or prissy behaviour would make him doubt that. He noticed the young woman giggling at the pair behaving like a married couple.
"Maybe you're just too good at it, sweets."
The boy was going to be spoiled and Sven was happy that this was happening.
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Date: 2024-03-18 10:05 pm (UTC)He was being prissy and Sven would know well enough that the put out expression was more show and teasing than serious.
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Date: 2024-03-19 09:24 pm (UTC)Sven offered Davy a sly wink as he sat down next to his prissy boyfriend, giggling softly to himself. An unkempt animal. Was that what he was now? Of course Davy was being himself and Sven loved it.
"No cutting this time but just a good clean."
The Swede giving instructions to the hair stylist.
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Date: 2024-03-19 10:04 pm (UTC)He wanted his hair washed and all the layers cleaned up. The hair washing was almost always his favorite part of going to a salon.
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Date: 2024-03-24 09:45 pm (UTC)"Alright---sorry for stinking your princess nose."
The Swede gave a wink to Davy as the hair stylist set about washing their hair.
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Date: 2024-03-25 01:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2024-03-28 09:34 pm (UTC)Sven was teasing the guitarist and knew Davy was such a prissy boy. The Swede happy to be having hair done alongside the man he loved, even if it meant putting up with Davy's tarty behaviour.
"I think I'll get a facial done too."
He'd have whatever Davy was having pretty much.
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Date: 2024-03-28 09:40 pm (UTC)"Your make up looks good." Davy kissed Sven's cheek. Of course, he was going to get his nails done black, and likely Sven would experience them this evening.
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Date: 2024-03-28 09:48 pm (UTC)Sven smiled and then kissed Davy back but on the neck just below his ear just to be a tease. It felt good having someone doing their hair and the Swede closed his eyes as the hair stylist washed his hair.
"What else are you wanting to get done?"
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Date: 2024-03-28 09:51 pm (UTC)"Anything I want." Now he was giving Sven hell because he could. It was all playful harassment. "Are you going to get prissy too?"
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