GOTHENBURG, Sweden. It was 2AM when Ice non-conspicuously made his way to Leffen’s room. Beast 7 had just concluded, and he didn’t want to draw too much attention from players and fans who might be wandering the hotel hallways. After quietly opening the door, he found Leffen sitting at the edge of his bed with a distant look.
“Hey…”
Leffen looked at Ice and replied in kind.
“What are you thinking about with that face?”
“Just, my results. Placing second can feel so disappointing, you know?” he said while scooting to the side, as Ice set by his side on the bed. “I know that I can do it, but every time I just choke and throw the game, it makes me feel-“
“Stop.” Ice intently looked him in the eyes “It breaks my heart to see you like that. Everyone knows how good you are, you don’t need to do this to yourself. And besides…” his hand reached up to touch Leffen’s face, his gaze becoming more intense “you’ll always be #1 in my heart”
“Yeah” Leffen opened up a shy smile “You’re right”
“Let’s forget about this for tonight, ok?” Ice said as his other hand reached out to his best friend’s crotch region “Now, show me that Big Leff, will you?”
“Oh, Ice… you make me melt sometimes”
Leffen reached forward and met Ice’s mouth in a slow and passionate kiss as his Young Leff grew harder and harder. Ice worked his way through the zippers in Leffen’s pants, awaiting in anticipation for what would arise. When the Swedish Serpent was out, Ice worked on it with his hand, and their kiss became more intense and lustful.
They broke off for a brief moment to take off their shirts and move to use the entire bed. Their bodies entangled as their minds became void of anything but desire. In the middle of making out, Ice whispered to his lover’s ears, amidst heavy breathing: “Bend over, Leff…”
Leffen obliged as Ice took off his pants. Now both fully naked, he guided his eggplant into The God Slayer’s butt. And so the European smashers spent their tournament finals night.

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After a night of intense sex, Leffen woke up to a beautiful sight. Thought he said on twitter he still couldn't quite grip how far he’d come just because of Smash, in truth he had even less of a grip on how lucky he was to have such a handsome boyfriend.
He had to wake his doubles partner up to get ready to leave. In a few hours, he would be boarding a plane to Stockholm, while Ice would be going all the way back to Berlin. But the distance did not bother either lover, as they knew in a couple of weeks they would be together again at the Smash Summit 4.