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: 2024-06-26 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)