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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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[thewidewideworld]

"Will you tell me about them, the other worlds?" He asks, carding Ragnar's hair slowly.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"Gladly," Ragnar says, and starts telling about Asgard and Vanaheim and Alfheim and Jötunheim, about Hel's halls below, and Volkwangr, and Valhalla, aber the well at the roots, the dwarfs, and even the squirrel that runs over the branches.

[thewidewideworld]

He listens, fascinated. His hands moves from Ragnar's hair to his scalp, massaging and stroking.

He drinks in the stories, saving every word for later.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar is happy to tell Sinric many tales about all the people on the ash-tree of worlds, closing his eyes as he enjoys the attention, and pictures those alien worlds before his inner eye as he describes them.

[thewidewideworld]

The storyteller in him follows Ragnar's every word, following him into the swirling beauty of the worlds Ragnar's worlds create.

He leans in to kiss Ragnar's neck. "I love the way you talk of such things. The passion in your voice."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"It's my world," Ragnar says. "My home. It's what everybody knows, among my people."

[thewidewideworld]

"One day I will walk in your world." He muses, scratching softly at Ragnar's scalp. "When I come to you at Ribe. And it will help if I know some of what everyone knows."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"You know more than that," Ragnar says. "You tell wonderful stories from all over the world. Fun to think that I told you some of them in the first place."

[thewidewideworld]

"Perhaps we are bound to teach each other stories." Sinric smiles, kissing Ragnar's neck. "And we can spend them to the corners of the world together.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"I like that," Ragnar says. "We will become part of each others stories, and the stories we tell, which the children we tell them to will pass on into the future."

He leans into the touch, feeling and moving like a very pampered cat.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric purrs himself and moves up to his knees to press his chest against Ragnar's shoulder. It gives him leverage to massage Ragnar's shoulders, kissing his temple as he does.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"You pamper me so," Ragnar murmurs. He stretches his shoulder blades, accidentally on purpose rubbing against Sinric's breasts.

[thewidewideworld]

"Because I love you so." Sinric answers, his voice taking on a slightly breathless quality. "And because I enjoy it. I don't touch as much as I'd like to any more."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"You need touch, like a cat," Ragnar says, rubbing his back against him more intentionally now.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric laughs and slides around Ragnar, sinuous as a cat to straddle his lap. "As do you."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar bends his head and kisses the tips of Sinric's breasts.

"I can't possibly," he murmurs, but it's quite evident that he can. Even a third time.

[thewidewideworld]

"Can't what?" He asks innocently, if breathlessly as he reaches up to run hid hand through Ragnar's hair and kissed him deeply.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"Rise again," Ragnar says, kissing back just as deeply.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric runs his hands over Ragnar's chest, fingers curling around Ragnar's nipples as he kisses passionately. "So sure?"

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar gasps.

"I should be!"

[thewidewideworld]

"But you're not as sure any more." He rolls his hips slowly. "Are you?"

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"Not sure at all," Ragnar admits, bending to kiss Sinric's breasts again.

[thewidewideworld]

"Tell me to stop teasing you." He managed between moans. "If you want me to."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"Don't stop!" Ragnar gasps.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric laces his arms around Ragnar's neck, moving with slow rolls of his narrow hips. "I won't. If you want me, take me. I'm yours."