Davy let him get up and kept an eye on the Swede. He's used to dealing with a drunk.
"You're good to walk?" Davy stood up and headed toward his bedroom. He'd stop and help if Sven asked.
Davy's room was part of why he was called princess. The furniture is all dark wood and the curtains black lace. The big thing in the room was a four posted canopy bed hung in black curtains and with black velvet bedding. The window curtains and the bed curtains are both drawn back with red rose patterned ribbon. There is, on the dresser, a small aquarium full of small black mollies. Next to the dresser is a huge vanity with a mirror etched around the edge with flowers. The vanity has a bunch of neatly arranged and organized make up.
The bathroom is about the same, black and white tiles and a black lace shower curtain around the shower stall. There's also a white claw foot tub.
Davy waited to hear something about his choice in decor. People always harassed him about it.
"Nice decor, sweets. The black really suits you and your style."
Sven genuinely liked it as he looked around at the bed, mirror and aquarium filled with black fish. The bedroom---Sven had finally stepped into Davy's bedroom and he felt like this was a special moment. He groaned a little since his head was pulsing a little but he was happy about the boy's choice of style. Not pink, glittery and loud but black.
Maybe the black was because Davy wasn't as loud and flashy as most in the glam scene. It wasn't something he thought much about. He was a kid when he started liking this kind of decor and his mother indulged him despite what his father had thought about it.
"It's wierd to walk into somewhere and a person doesn't match thier house." Davy was serious and had run into that occassionally. The other thing is that his general cleanliness was evident un his immaculately clean personal space.
"A stall shower should be easier." Davy was speaking while digging around in a basket. He pulled out a pair of Joey's board shorts for Sven to put on after the shower. Thankfully the bassist wore his shorts big and baggy when he went to the beach.
"I like it. It gives you more character knowing you're not just the same as most glam boys. Pink, glittery and loud. You like black which is mysterious and sexy to me."
Sven couldn't help but smile a little as he watched Davy go and find him some board shorts to wear after the shower. The singer hadn't even thought about that part because he was feeling rough.
"The stall? Yeah, you're right. Do you have nice perfumed soap at all?"
Davy just shook his head at how Sven described his aesthetics.
"It's not feminine." Davy mentioned about the soap. He did have some but it was more citrus or spiced. The guitarist stopped to stare for a moment and sighed.
"I'll help you stand while you undress." He knew to be there. Joey had pitched over more than once while trying to take off pants.
"I don't mind, cutie. Whatever you have is still ok with me."
Sven didn't like being a burden to the boy but he didn't want to pitch over while being in this state. Sitting on the end of the bed, Sven began removing his boots, setting them on the floor neatly because he could see Davy didn't like mess. He had mentioned that before.
The singer then went to stand while unbuttoning his pants and sliding them down his toned thighs, revealing a pair of neon pink panties underneath. Sven preferred panties because they didn't restrict his movement so much when he exercised at the gym or jumped about on stage.
Davy stood by to catch Sven if he feel over. He kept his eyes firmly on Sven's face when he started to undress. Davy didn't dare look down.
"I'll help with your hair if you want." The guitarist was trying to stay stable, platonic, but he's really having a hard time with his emotions and the reaction of his body.
Sven nodded and could see the boy trying to keep his gaze up and away from his toned, muscled body. The Swede smiled slowly and then frowned when he felt his body offer him another round of pain from his head and stomach.
"I'd like that, thanks."
Pushing his panties down his legs, Sven was now naked and ready to get into the shower.
While Sven was stable and undressing, Davy took off his jacket and shirt so it didn't get wet. The leather pants would be fine. Being home he was barefoot.
"It's almost as bad as your nails were." Davy made a face at the dirty and tangle hair. He really was prissy and a princess about it.
Sven smirked as he turned around to start walking towards the bathroom, offering the guitarist a nice view of his naked ass. That's if Davy allowed his view to dip a little lower. This would be cute having the two boys spend time like this bonding and being together. Sven still felt like crap but it was better to be here with Davy then alone in bed back at the apartments.
"Yes." Davy mentioned. He couldn't resist as Sven walked by and his eyes drifted down. It made his stomach flutter and he pulled his eyes back up.
Once in the bath he leaned in to turn on the shower and the waterproof fairy lights around the top of the shower rod. They lit up the inside and he smiled because he loved them.
"Once you scrub I'll wash your hair." Davy waited and didn't want to think about washing Sven's body.
The waterproof fairy lights at the top of the shower rod were super cute and Sven couldn't help but stare at them a little before turning the water on. Davy had a cute style in his apartment.
"Ok, cutie."
The Swede got to scrubbing his body with the sponge, over his chest and abdomen then around his shoulders and neck. It felt good to have the hot water wash over him as he let out a pleased sigh. He couldn't reach his back and wondered if Davy would scrub his back for him.
"Of course not. I'm happy you're doing this to help me, sweets."
Sven knew this wasn't easy for Davy and was grateful the boy was actually willing to go this far in helping the sick Swede. The sponge against his back felt nice as he flexed his muscles a little.
"Mm--that feels nice. Just between my shoulder blades."
"I'm not. I feel too shit for that right now, cutie. It's just a nice feeling having a sponge against your skin."
Sven took the sponge back then wetted his hair under the hot jets, wanting to enjoy Davy's fingers through his hair without feeling too sick. The ache in his head was still there but it was dulling and wasn't as bad as before.
"I don't believe you." Davy was more teasing now than anything else.
"Sure. Is your hair bleached?" He asked because that would determine what he used on the Swede's hair. Davy was very into keeping himself looking good and part of that was taking care of his hair.
"Yes, I bleach my hair, sweets. My natural colour is dirty blond."
This was suiting to the trashy Swede who couldn't help but giggle at his hair colour. He was certainly dirty alright. Steadying himself in the shower, Sven could feel the dull ache in his temple begin to subside a little more as Davy assisted him with washing and things.
"Yours is so sexy, cutie. So black and thick. I love touching it."
Davy nodded and chose a shampoo that would work for his hair. He's glad to hear the laughter, so maybe the singer was feeling a little better. He rolled his eyes at the compliment.
"I know you always want to touch it." Davy grumbled and started rubbing the shampoo into Sven's hair.
Sven leant back slightly so that Davy could reach his hair easier. It felt good to have the guitarist's fingers going through the singer's hair, massaging his scalp. Sven couldn't help but let out a pleased sigh.
The way Davy was washing his hair felt good and Sven knew the boy was being professional in how his fingers moved across his scalp. The guitarist's words had Sven laughing a little as he wiped his face with his hand to get soap away from his face.
"The slap hurt more than this. But you being a little rough with me---it could feel good."
Sven couldn't help be a bit dirty only because it was a tease.
Sven finished rinsing off all the soap from his hair and realised he had bubbles stuck to the soft chest hair between his pecs. He turned to Davy and pushed them down his body because they tickled a bit.
"Thanks for doing this, honey."
The Swede standing facing Davy covered in a sheen of damp where he'd come out of the shower.
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Date: 2023-03-11 08:40 pm (UTC)"You're good to walk?" Davy stood up and headed toward his bedroom. He'd stop and help if Sven asked.
Davy's room was part of why he was called princess. The furniture is all dark wood and the curtains black lace. The big thing in the room was a four posted canopy bed hung in black curtains and with black velvet bedding. The window curtains and the bed curtains are both drawn back with red rose patterned ribbon. There is, on the dresser, a small aquarium full of small black mollies. Next to the dresser is a huge vanity with a mirror etched around the edge with flowers. The vanity has a bunch of neatly arranged and organized make up.
The bathroom is about the same, black and white tiles and a black lace shower curtain around the shower stall. There's also a white claw foot tub.
Davy waited to hear something about his choice in decor. People always harassed him about it.
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Date: 2023-03-11 08:48 pm (UTC)Sven genuinely liked it as he looked around at the bed, mirror and aquarium filled with black fish. The bedroom---Sven had finally stepped into Davy's bedroom and he felt like this was a special moment. He groaned a little since his head was pulsing a little but he was happy about the boy's choice of style. Not pink, glittery and loud but black.
"Cute bathroom too."
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Date: 2023-03-11 08:53 pm (UTC)"It's wierd to walk into somewhere and a person doesn't match thier house." Davy was serious and had run into that occassionally. The other thing is that his general cleanliness was evident un his immaculately clean personal space.
"A stall shower should be easier." Davy was speaking while digging around in a basket. He pulled out a pair of Joey's board shorts for Sven to put on after the shower. Thankfully the bassist wore his shorts big and baggy when he went to the beach.
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Date: 2023-03-11 08:57 pm (UTC)Sven couldn't help but smile a little as he watched Davy go and find him some board shorts to wear after the shower. The singer hadn't even thought about that part because he was feeling rough.
"The stall? Yeah, you're right. Do you have nice perfumed soap at all?"
Not that Sven would mind what Davy had.
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Date: 2023-03-11 09:02 pm (UTC)"It's not feminine." Davy mentioned about the soap. He did have some but it was more citrus or spiced. The guitarist stopped to stare for a moment and sighed.
"I'll help you stand while you undress." He knew to be there. Joey had pitched over more than once while trying to take off pants.
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Date: 2023-03-11 09:05 pm (UTC)Sven didn't like being a burden to the boy but he didn't want to pitch over while being in this state. Sitting on the end of the bed, Sven began removing his boots, setting them on the floor neatly because he could see Davy didn't like mess. He had mentioned that before.
The singer then went to stand while unbuttoning his pants and sliding them down his toned thighs, revealing a pair of neon pink panties underneath. Sven preferred panties because they didn't restrict his movement so much when he exercised at the gym or jumped about on stage.
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Date: 2023-03-11 09:08 pm (UTC)"I'll help with your hair if you want." The guitarist was trying to stay stable, platonic, but he's really having a hard time with his emotions and the reaction of his body.
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Date: 2023-03-11 09:15 pm (UTC)"I'd like that, thanks."
Pushing his panties down his legs, Sven was now naked and ready to get into the shower.
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Date: 2023-03-11 09:17 pm (UTC)"It's almost as bad as your nails were." Davy made a face at the dirty and tangle hair. He really was prissy and a princess about it.
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Date: 2023-03-11 09:20 pm (UTC)Sven smirked as he turned around to start walking towards the bathroom, offering the guitarist a nice view of his naked ass. That's if Davy allowed his view to dip a little lower. This would be cute having the two boys spend time like this bonding and being together. Sven still felt like crap but it was better to be here with Davy then alone in bed back at the apartments.
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Date: 2023-03-11 09:23 pm (UTC)Once in the bath he leaned in to turn on the shower and the waterproof fairy lights around the top of the shower rod. They lit up the inside and he smiled because he loved them.
"Once you scrub I'll wash your hair." Davy waited and didn't want to think about washing Sven's body.
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Date: 2023-03-11 09:27 pm (UTC)"Ok, cutie."
The Swede got to scrubbing his body with the sponge, over his chest and abdomen then around his shoulders and neck. It felt good to have the hot water wash over him as he let out a pleased sigh. He couldn't reach his back and wondered if Davy would scrub his back for him.
"Can you reach my back at all?"
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Date: 2023-03-11 09:29 pm (UTC)Davy was standing there in the curtain opening to help as needed. He was being difficult but mostly he wasn't ready for how his body was reacting.
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Date: 2023-03-11 09:31 pm (UTC)Sven knew this wasn't easy for Davy and was grateful the boy was actually willing to go this far in helping the sick Swede. The sponge against his back felt nice as he flexed his muscles a little.
"Mm--that feels nice. Just between my shoulder blades."
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Date: 2023-03-11 09:34 pm (UTC)"Wet your hair and I'll wash it." It was the least he could do and it wasn't that he didn't enjoy it.
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Date: 2023-03-11 09:36 pm (UTC)Sven took the sponge back then wetted his hair under the hot jets, wanting to enjoy Davy's fingers through his hair without feeling too sick. The ache in his head was still there but it was dulling and wasn't as bad as before.
"How's this?"
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Date: 2023-03-11 09:40 pm (UTC)"Sure. Is your hair bleached?" He asked because that would determine what he used on the Swede's hair. Davy was very into keeping himself looking good and part of that was taking care of his hair.
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Date: 2023-03-12 06:51 pm (UTC)This was suiting to the trashy Swede who couldn't help but giggle at his hair colour. He was certainly dirty alright. Steadying himself in the shower, Sven could feel the dull ache in his temple begin to subside a little more as Davy assisted him with washing and things.
"Yours is so sexy, cutie. So black and thick. I love touching it."
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Date: 2023-03-12 07:02 pm (UTC)"I know you always want to touch it." Davy grumbled and started rubbing the shampoo into Sven's hair.
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Date: 2023-03-12 07:19 pm (UTC)"Your fingers feel good."
Fuck, they did.
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Date: 2023-03-12 07:25 pm (UTC)"I'm sure you'd say that even about me slapping you in the face." He had to tease the Swede as he started to rinse the soap out of his long hair.
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Date: 2023-03-12 07:28 pm (UTC)"The slap hurt more than this. But you being a little rough with me---it could feel good."
Sven couldn't help be a bit dirty only because it was a tease.
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Date: 2023-03-12 07:32 pm (UTC)"You wish." Davy stepped back so Sven could finish rinsing off. He turned away to get towels for Sven.
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Date: 2023-03-12 07:37 pm (UTC)"Thanks for doing this, honey."
The Swede standing facing Davy covered in a sheen of damp where he'd come out of the shower.
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Date: 2023-03-12 07:40 pm (UTC)"You'd make the apartment smell." He made a face but it's more playful than honest. He's glad that Sven is feeling better.
"Are you still tired?" Davy wondered if the singer needed to sleep after being sick.
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