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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]

"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."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"Take me," Ragnar echoes. "Just take me inside you."

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric moans and reaches between them, taking Ragnar in hand. He's still loose enough from before but he needs to be sure Ragnar is ready.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar is very ready, positively jumping with eagerness in Sinric's hand.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric gives him two slow, languid strokes, just for the joy of teasing and lifts his hips to align himself.

He doesn't take Ragnar into him, not at once but instead teases himself with the tip of Ragnar's ready manhood. Stretching himself just a little and a little more.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"What are," Ragnar gasps, "you doing?"

He shouldn't be that impatient, the third time around! But he is.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric laughs and lowers himself onto Ragnar. All the way. All at once. That laugh turning into a deep and shattering moan.

"Teasing myself. As well as you."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar moans, at loss for words due to that amazing sensation.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric shifts, letting his head fall back as he settles himself in just the right position.

He doesn't move yet, but flexes his inner muscles, feeling Ragnar's manhood deep inside him.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"Sinric!" Ragnar moans, loving those skilled and intimate movements.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric purrs, brushing his fingers over Ragnar's lips. He clenches again, lifting his hips ever so slightly as he leans in for a kiss. "I love the way my name sounds on your lips."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar says it again against Sinric's lips, moaning loudly.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric moans in turn, riding Ragnar slowly and deliberately.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"You are so -- !!" Ragnar gasps.

[thewidewideworld]

"So?" He asks, almost complacently as he rides slowly. He laces his hands around Ragnar's neck again, guiding Ragnar's mouth to his breasts.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar bends willingly to kiss and lick, overcome with pleasur. He completely forgets what he had been going to say.

[thewidewideworld]

The pleasure makes Sinric moan and whimper and he clenches tightly. He rolls his hips, burying his hands in Ragnar's hair. "Yes! Ragnar yes!"

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"Oh yes, Sinric," Ragnar echoes, running his tongue over Sinric's nipples.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric purrs and runs his fingers over and over through Ragnar's hair.

He lifts his hips, starting to ride Ragnar in earnest now.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar throws back his head and moans loudly in pleasure.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric moans, sweet and high, moving to a rhythm of his own need. He yanks Ragnar back up and kisses him hard.

He shifts again, moving to pull Ragnar on top of him. "Hard, Ragnar. Take me."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar laughs wildly and starts moving his hips with strength and abandon, aiming for Sinric's sweet spot.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric moans as Ragnar ploughed him. "Yes!" He curses in Greek, half laughing with joy. "Ragnar! Beloved!" Arms wrapped around Ragnar to hold on, he throws his head back.