"I know it's important. I wouldn't want him anywhere else because being with you he knows he's safe."
Sven had to look after lots of people younger than him in his life so he knows all about where safe was. Yet, the Swede knew he was still the guest in the house even though he was dating Davy.
"When our parents died, I was the older brother and father. Then, I looked after all the sex workers when I worked at the brothel. So, I do know something about keeping people safe."
"You lost your parents. That's different than your parents dropping you on a high way in the middle of the night because they hate you."
Davy understood what Sven meant but he saw it as different for the people involved. "Sticking together in a rough time is different than clinging to someone because the people who should love you would rather see you dead than alive."
That was how Davy saw it. In his mind he thought that Sven and Ulrik might have more trauma but he felt like there was a security in knowing that your parents didn't choose to leave you without.
"Imagine how Ulrik might be if he watched someone kill you and then someone revive you." Davy sighed and knew there was trauma in both of the families they had made out of necessity. "I appreciate your honesty but the situation is very different."
Davy didn't want to get upset and instead of going on he grabbed the small towel that was hanging beside his table and threw it, playfully, at Sven. He wanted to relax for once.
Sven nodded and decided not to say anymore on the matter because they were here to relax and enjoy themselves. Davy now throwing a towel at Sven, causing the blond to smile. Oh, so he wanted to play?
"Cheeky tart."
The singer gently reached out a hand and tapped Davy's towel-covered ass. Not a slap but more of a pat.
Davy swatted at Sven for that pat, but it was playful.
"Not as much as you enjoy staring at me like this." Davy sassed as he heard the door opening. He rarely had massages but when he did, he often fell asleep. Sven might be waking him up by the time this hour was done.
"How can I not enjoy it? Of course the view would be better without the towel..."
Sven grinned and then noticed the door opening as the massage people came inside. It would do both men a world of good for someone else to be working on their tired bodies. Professional masseurs.
Davy rolled his eyes but was soon relaxing. Sven would hear those little gasps of pain that Davy often had in when his shoulders were massaged. It wasn't long though before Sven, if he was still awake, would start to hear the telltale sound of Davy sleeping.
Sven knew he was a dirty bastard but didn't care because Davy loved that he was. The prissy princess was soon asleep and Sven couldn't help but smile and let the boy relax because fuck knew---he needed it.
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The Swede realised he'd dozed off a little himself because those hands felt good on his aching muscles. The staff really knew what they were doing and this being an expensive spa they had the best.
It was the masseuse that woke Sven and whispered to him that they couldn't get Davy to wake up. In fact, the guitarist had tried to hit them for waking him up.
Davy grouched and swatted at Sven too. He was exhausted and deeply asleep. He had no interest in waking up as he buried his face into his folded arms.
Sven woke up, rubbing at his eyes and felt a little groggy at first but the soon remembered where he was and who he was with. Davy was fast asleep and looked like a sleeping princess. Of course the tarty boy had tried to hit one of the masseuse workers when they tried to wake him. Sven just shook his head, smiling and tried again to rouse the guitarist from his slumber.
"Don't slap me, babe. Do you want to sleep here a little longer? That's fine. I can always get a deep muscle massage."
That would take a while since Sven had a lot of muscle groups to massage.
Davy was barely awake when he recognized Sven's voice. As soon as the Swede touched him to wake him up, Davy grabbed his arm and pulled, tucking it under his head. Then he snuggled with Sven's forearm and grumbled to go back to sleep.
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Date: 2024-05-19 08:57 pm (UTC)Sven had to look after lots of people younger than him in his life so he knows all about where safe was. Yet, the Swede knew he was still the guest in the house even though he was dating Davy.
"When our parents died, I was the older brother and father. Then, I looked after all the sex workers when I worked at the brothel. So, I do know something about keeping people safe."
The singer wanted to make this known.
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Date: 2024-05-19 09:04 pm (UTC)Davy understood what Sven meant but he saw it as different for the people involved. "Sticking together in a rough time is different than clinging to someone because the people who should love you would rather see you dead than alive."
That was how Davy saw it. In his mind he thought that Sven and Ulrik might have more trauma but he felt like there was a security in knowing that your parents didn't choose to leave you without.
"Imagine how Ulrik might be if he watched someone kill you and then someone revive you." Davy sighed and knew there was trauma in both of the families they had made out of necessity. "I appreciate your honesty but the situation is very different."
Davy didn't want to get upset and instead of going on he grabbed the small towel that was hanging beside his table and threw it, playfully, at Sven. He wanted to relax for once.
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Date: 2024-05-22 07:14 pm (UTC)"Cheeky tart."
The singer gently reached out a hand and tapped Davy's towel-covered ass. Not a slap but more of a pat.
"You'll enjoy this, sweets."
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Date: 2024-05-22 07:45 pm (UTC)"Not as much as you enjoy staring at me like this." Davy sassed as he heard the door opening. He rarely had massages but when he did, he often fell asleep. Sven might be waking him up by the time this hour was done.
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Date: 2024-05-23 08:51 pm (UTC)Sven grinned and then noticed the door opening as the massage people came inside. It would do both men a world of good for someone else to be working on their tired bodies. Professional masseurs.
"If you fall asleep I'll wake you up later."
The Swede wondering if he too would fall asleep.
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Date: 2024-05-24 01:29 am (UTC)Davy rolled his eyes but was soon relaxing. Sven would hear those little gasps of pain that Davy often had in when his shoulders were massaged. It wasn't long though before Sven, if he was still awake, would start to hear the telltale sound of Davy sleeping.
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Date: 2024-06-22 08:00 pm (UTC)***
The Swede realised he'd dozed off a little himself because those hands felt good on his aching muscles. The staff really knew what they were doing and this being an expensive spa they had the best.
How was sleeping beauty?
"Sweets?"
Sven wondered if Davy was still asleep.
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Date: 2024-06-22 11:39 pm (UTC)Davy grouched and swatted at Sven too. He was exhausted and deeply asleep. He had no interest in waking up as he buried his face into his folded arms.
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Date: 2024-06-26 07:43 pm (UTC)"Don't slap me, babe. Do you want to sleep here a little longer? That's fine. I can always get a deep muscle massage."
That would take a while since Sven had a lot of muscle groups to massage.
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Date: 2024-06-27 01:02 am (UTC)