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"He's a fucking loser." Davy was getting furious and nearly told Sven that was why bitch bothered him so much but refrained. It would just upset him more than he already was from talking about him.

The touch did get a brief, if shocked, glance from Davy but he immediately pulled his gaze back to cooking. It wouldn't take long to finish and then he could sit down.

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Sven nodded and didn't want to talk about Davy's father anymore because he could see it was upsetting the boy. Stepping back slightly, he wanted to give Davy some space to cook and cool down a little.

"I'm pretty hungry from last night. All those drinks we had."

It had been a good evening, overall, minus that fucking asshole pinching Davy's ass.

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Davy's glad for the space for so many reasons right now. The word hungry though rattled around in his head as a thought other than food to the point it caused him to shiver.

"I forgot to eat yesterday." Davy was plating uo the food and didn't think much if it. Most people didn't see how skinny he was under the clothes. A lot of it was forgetting to eat more often than not.

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"You're a naughty boy and one who needs to eat being an active rock star."

Sven wanted to look after Davy, making sure he ate regularly and healthily because he'd done this with Ulrik and other members of the Harlots, especially Hjalmar, who hardly ever ate, choosing booze over food.

"Call me a band dad and bitchy old nag but eating is important."

The Swede's eyes ghosting down over Davy's ass.

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Davy felt those words in his spine somehow as a shiver. He couldn't take it and turned around with a piece of bacon in his fingers that he ate so lewdly that it was probably obscene. He was feeling all knotted up inside and thought the Swede should suffer right a long with him.

"I eat enough when I do remember."

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Sven's eyes slightly widened at watching Davy eat that piece of bacon so lewdly. It was causing his body to react and he felt a muscle twitch near his crotch just shy of his upper thigh. The Swede's mind delving straight into the gutter, imagining Davy's mouth on his cock...

"I'm sure you do. Do you like to eat a lot when you're hungry?"

The singer's words coming out more dirty because he couldn't help it.

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"Maybe you'll find out." He picked up one of the plates and shoved it at Sven.

"I might eat more when I am done with this."

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Oh, such a fucking tease! Sven couldn't believe Davy was toying with him in this way, even though it was infuriating but also exciting and arousing. Sven took the plate with a wink and then set it down onto the table.

"I bet you get ravenous."

If Davy wanted to play this game the Sven would indulge him.

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"You said you were the ravenous one." Davy mentioned as he picked up his plate and purposefully chose the seat beside Sven instead of across from him. "I can make more if you're still hungry after this."

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"Oh, I am, sweetie. Hungry and wanting more always."

The Swede giving Davy some flirty side-eye as he sat and began eating, choosing to lick a line across his bacon piece before popping it into his mouth. His leg now touching against the guitarist's as they sat together. It was cute.

"Maybe I'm hungry for something other than food."

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Davey was picking at the bacon with his fingers. If Sven was going to keep up being dirty so was he.

"What a shame." Davy finally broke a smile, maybe the first one Sven had seen. "I'm only cooking today."

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Sven was watching Davy play with his food and wondered if the boy liked using his fingers for other reasons which were now all dirty inside the Swede's head.

"You've got a cute smile."

Oh, Davy smiled! Sven loved it and realised it was the first time he'd seen the guitarist smile. It was just too bad Davy was only cooking today because the food really was delicious, as Sven began munching on his hash brown.

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"Well don't get used to it." The tart was all back but not as serious as it had been.

Davy looked down at his plate and more importantly the glass topped table. Picking up his fork he shifted and crossed his legs. The silk robe opened and rode up. It left his one leg exposed to the knee and the other way up to his thigh. Davy went on as if he was doing nothing other than eating.

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"You're still such a cutie."

Sven wasn't going to give up slowly building trust with Davy because he could see the tart shield slowly coming down. The guitarist's smile was adorable and the Swede wanted to see more of it. Then, Davy shifted his legs and the robe fell open showing his thigh. Sven nearly choked on his toast. Fuck!

"Oh, your legs---so sexy, sweetie."

It was so hard not to run a hand up Davy's exposed thigh right now.

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"And you're still annoying." Davy was nearly teasing now but it still had the usual tarty sass to it.

That choke and the wide eyes on the singer had Davy in a full on fit of laughter. He yanked the robe back over his legs. "I don't want you dying in my dining room. It's just a fucking leg."

Davy just shook his head
"You are fucking desperate aren't you?"

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"Aw, you think I am, peaches? Maybe you're not used to a hot guy fawning over your cute ass like I am."

Sven ate his toast and then licked his fingers clean. The tartiness was still there but at least the boy hadn't thrown the singer out or slapped him again. The laughing fit caused Sven to giggle a little because it was cute.

"I won't die, sweetie. It may be a fucking leg and yeah I might be desperate but I think you are too. We both haven't had anyone for a while so these things happen."

The Swede telling the truth about how he felt.

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"There are too many trying." That was an honest answer and maybe part of his general annoyance though he hadn't put that together for himself yet. "Guys and girls and I don't want any of them."

At least he was being honest even if it sounded tarty.

"I'm not desperate for anything." Davy pushed his plate away to drink his coffee. He shook his head. "You're probably just pissed I won't just open my legs for you on demand like everyone else will." Davy gave him a snotty look. "Too fucking bad."

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Sven didn't believe all of what Davy was saying because why would anyone want to be alone by choice? Surely, the boy ached for contact of some sort. To be loved like anyone else. Shaking his head and sighing, Sven just looked at Davy and could see some of the brattiness coming in.

"I'm not pissed and no I don't want you to open your legs on demand. It's not fucking like that."

Rolling his eyes, Sven just sipped at his coffee and couldn't believe this boy. He was a pissy, tarty bitch but the Swede loved him. Why? He didn't even know but he did.

"I prefer to get to know my boyfriends before jumping into bed with them."

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"Bullshit." Davy set his mug down and shook his head. "As soon as I sat on the couch you were grabbing me for a kiss."

Davy got up from the table with a huff. He's all tangled up inside. He wants someone close but he can't trust anyone, not fast enough to open up before they left. He hated it but wasn't about to risk rushing into anything.

"I should get a shower. I feel like shit."

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"I can't help that you're so hot."

Sven shrugged and sipped his coffee. He was being truthful with the boy because he believed that was what a stable relationship should be built on. Trust. The Swede sat back on the couch and nodded.

"Ok, get a shower, sweetie. Sorry you feel so bad."

The guitarist obviously had lots to think about because Sven could guess he was all over the place inside.

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Davy mostly just wanted to be alone. It was this or he might physically toss Sven into the street. Davy disappeared for a long time. He stood in the shower until the water went cold.

Then it was even longer since he wouldn't be seen without his hair and makeup done. Eventually he does come back out in leather pants, like most of his with patterns cut out of the sides, and an unbuttoned shirt. He was half expecting to come out and find Sven had left.

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Sven took the time to pull on a loose t-shirt with the arms cut out and began reading a fashion magazine while Davy took a long shower. The Swede couldn't get the guitarist out of his head because he'd been deflected at every turn, yet Sven really liked him. Was it the tarty princess behaviour? He didn't even know. Seeing Davy come back in leather pants and an unbuttoned shirt caused the Swede to smile.

"I'm still here and no I won't leave you."

It was something that Sven had to say just in case it crossed the boy's mind. Those pants though--fuck! The sides were almost open and they looked lewd.

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"You're too annoying to leave."

Davy rolled his eyes and went to clear the dining room table and wash the few dishes. He's prissy in a lot of ways, including a near obsession with keeping things clean.sven could do whatever he wanted. Davy was just trying to ignore him and anything he was feeling.

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"Yeah, I suppose I am."

Sven shot a wink and put his magazine down, focusing back onto Davy. Oh, this boy! He was doing things around his apartment trying to ignore the Swede sat on his couch. Of course he was. The Swede wondered how Ivar got on last night with Syn and if he managed to sneak a kiss to the cute boy.

"Got any plans for today, peaches?"

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Davy sighed when he heard the voice. "Dropping you on you ass somewhere before you burn a hole in my thighs."

He didn't exactly want to get rid of Sven but he also was too worked up, in both good and bad ways, with Sven here. If Sven has caught on to his attitude this isn't as serious as the warning about being slapped. Davy is a mess right now.

"Then I am going to sit around and do nothing while I have time to myself."