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[thewidewideworld]

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Sinric carries his bundle upstairs, side by side with Athelstan. They slip through the new invisible door into the solar, it's lighthouse like windows looking out onto the bar's forest and grounds.

The Bar has read their minds and set the room up accordingly - with a long low padded bench for Athelstan to lay on while Sinric massages him. The lights are low, the glass tinted to give the room a warm, protective feel.

And a basket in the corner for Athelstan's dog and his bone.

Sinric sets up the incense the bar gave him - an eastern blend that Sinric has always found deeply soothing. He plugs his little music player into the speakers and sets it to play the soft chanting music of the Buddhist temple in the Sinese Empire.

He holds a hand out to Athelstan and draws him close, offering him a warm hug if he wants it before gesturing for him to undress.

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[thewidewideworld]

"A new day." Sinric whispers softly, shifting to where they can both see the eastern horizon without leaving their nest of warmth.

There's something radiant about his expression, something transcendent.

[athelstanthescribe]

Athelstan looks at Sinric's face, then sits up slightly to watch the dawn.

"It's lovely, as ever."

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric reaches up to cup Athelstan's cheek and kisses him, the warm light of the rising sun warming them both.

[athelstanthescribe]

Athelstan turns into the kiss, letting the sun flood over them, and returns it.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric breaks the kiss with a joyously contented smile that seems to go to his very heart and wraps himself in Athelstan's arms.

[athelstanthescribe]

Athelstan accepts the embrace gladly.

"I wish I could..."

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric touches his cheek softly and turns to face him. "I would never ask more than you're willing to share. Affection and love is all I ask. If you want more, I will give it gladly but only when and if you're ready."

[athelstanthescribe]

"I'd like to." He glances down between them. "But I don't know if I can."

[thewidewideworld]

"Would you like me to touch you, to pleasure you? We can find out together how your body answers."

[athelstanthescribe]

"You can try", he agrees quietly. "I've felt - as though I stood between you and pleasure, sometimes when Ragnar was there."

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric shakes his head. "I know I can't convince you otherwise but I assure you, you haven't kept either of us from pleasure. Sometimes we wait because we don't want to worry or stress you."

[athelstanthescribe]

"And I know when you're waiting. But if you promise you've found your pleasure later..."

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric cups his cheek and kisses him sweet and lightly. "We neither of us lack for pleasure." He promises. "We have joy and love with you. And when the time is right, we take the more carnal joys of each other. And I have... other lovers, should I have the need but would rather not trouble you or Ragnar."

[athelstanthescribe]

"Good, then." He relaxes a little more, where he was worried a moment ago.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric kisses him again, smiling as he draws back a little to look into Athelstan's eyes. "What I can I offer you, beloved?"

[athelstanthescribe]

"What do you want?" he asks, uncertain of what he himself wants now.

[thewidewideworld]

"To relax you. To bring you pleasure. Any way I can. Any way you wish." Sinric promises softly, running a gentle hand over Athelstan's shoulder. "At your pace, and only as you desire."

[athelstanthescribe]

"And if I don't know what would be best to ask?"

[thewidewideworld]

"Perhaps if I touch you, kiss you and you guide me. Whatever feels good, whatever warms you - just let me know as we go. And if it doesn't feel right we'll stop at once."

[athelstanthescribe]

Athelstan nods hesitantly.

"All right."

[thewidewideworld]

"Or we can keep holding each other, maybe sleep a little longer and perhaps kiss some more before breakfast." He offers. "There nothing wrong with that plan either."

[athelstanthescribe]

"Perhaps if you touch me as you wish to, and kissing is always welcome", he suggests. "But everything may be slow."

[thewidewideworld]

"As slow as you need." Sinric promises, kissing him slowly and softly. "And don't be afraid to guide me if I'm moving too fast."

His kisses deepen a little, not much - just parting his lips a little as he kisses Athelstan.

[athelstanthescribe]

Athelstan follows his lead, letting the kisses be a little deeper on his side as well, and he holds Sinric's hands.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric flexes his fingers softly, curling and caressing Athelstan's as he sighs warmly into the kiss. He draws back a touch to kiss Athelstan's jaw, the corner of his ear and back to his lips.