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[thewidewideworld]

{From here.}

Sinric leads Ragnar up to their rooms, laughing softly as the Viking drags his feet.

"Get out of your dirty clothes and I'll run you a bath." He draws Ragnar in, standing in his tiptoes to kiss the corner of Ragnar's lips.

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[bigarmy_strangepants]

"I can't---" Ragnar gasps, and then he thrusts, take over by instinct. "Sorry!"

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric takes him easily, opening his throat to the thrust. He purrs deeply, fluttering his lashes in distinct approval.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"If you -- think so?"

Ragnar thrusts again, into the soft, vibrating warmth, and feels utterly selfish and debauched.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric reaches up to take Ragnar's hands, guiding them to the back of his head. He wants Ragnar's pleasure, his debauchery. He hums deeply as he takes Ragnar deep.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar grasps as he is invited to; then he gasps as he is being almost swallowed. He thrusts; he moans.

He thrusts again, and then, with a great shout, he spills, suddenly and fiercely.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric swallows as much as he can, Ragnar's seed spilling over his lips and down his chin. He looks up at Ragnar with eyes glittering.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar sinks to his knees and kisses him fiercely, greedily tasting his own seed.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric laughs warmly, returning the kisses gladly. "You're so beautiful in your pleasure."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar's kisses are sloppy, unfocused, his breathing still ragged.

"Bath now?"

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric strokes Ragnar's wet and tousled hair back from his face. "Mmm, bath." He slides to his feet, holding a hand out to Ragnar.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar looks up at him from still slightly unfocused eyes, takes that hand, and stands.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric laughs and draws him into a kiss before leading him to the bath. Warm and scented, the water is perfect. Sinric steps into their massive bath, still smiling with reddened lips.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar follows, and sinks into the water water with a pleased sigh, opening his arms to Sinric

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric moves to snuggle into Ragnar's arms, leaning into him happily. "I'm so lucky to have the use to this bath."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"I'm so lucky to have you here with me," Ragnar echoes, pulling him close.

His hands roam gently over Sinric's breasts and stomach.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric purrs happily, arching into Ragnar's touch. His nipples harden, his breath quickening. He moans Ragnar's name softly.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar pushes aside Sinric's hair to kiss the nape of his neck; his fingers toy with those generous nipples.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric tilts his head to offer up his neck to Ragnar, trusting and safe in those arms. He pants warmly, reaching back to cup Ragnar's arms, stroke his thigh. "Oh Ragnar. You make me feel so cherished."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"Because you are," Ragnar says, his hands stroking those breasts fully while his lips nibble behind Sinric's ear.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric shifts as he straddles Ragnar's thighs, pressing against him warmly. He loves the way Ragnar's hands cover his breasts so completely, making him feel so delicate and fine. He rubs against Ragnar in small rolls of his narrow hips.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar can't possibly be aroused again -- but at that movement, he is.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric is in no hurry to get Ragnar aroused again, simply enjoying the touch and the closeness of Ragnar's powerful body.

He twists to kiss Ragnar sweetly, breathlessly moaning as he covers Ragnar's big hands with his own small ones.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"Like that?" Ragnar murmurs, affectionately amused.

[thewidewideworld]

"Very, very much." He purrs, his hips still rolling in a slow rhythm. "I love how delicate you make me feel. Like something rare and precious."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"But you are!"

Ragnar opens his legs a little to make room for Sinric's narrow hips between his muscular thighs.