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[thewidewideworld]

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Sinric opens the door to his room, letting the wrap slip from his shoulder as he moves to fold it up. There's a little catch in his breathing and a happy sigh as he sets it down on his bed. "I go away for years and yet, I come back and nothing has changed. Even the scent."

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[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar kisses him back, deeply and greedily, as he thrusts inside.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric whispers his name between kisses, his voice breathless. "Ragnar, yes!"

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"Not -- long!" Ragnar gasps as his thrusts get wilder and more erratic.

Gods, he needs this!

[thewidewideworld]

"Fall." Sinric urges, knowing it won't be the end, not with them. "Fill me, Ragnar. I want to feel you fill me."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar thrusts three or four more times, then shouts wildly with pleasure as he spills into Sinric.

'Yes! Yes! Yes!"

At the back of his mind, he hopes Athelstan is too far away to hear him.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric moans into his neck, shuddering with pleasure as he feels the heat of Ragnar's desire fill him. He presses forehead to forehead with Ragnar, panting. He smiles and draws Ragnar into a slow kiss. "Thank you."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar leans his forehead against Sinric's, as yet unable to speak.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric hums happily and curls a hand in Ragnar's hair, happy just to enjoy the afterglow.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"Why are we?" Ragnar manages to say. "Water?"

He just realised they are still in the tub.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric laughs warmly and presses a soft kiss to Ragnar's lips. "You really did need that, didn't you?"

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"So much," Ragnar confirms, still panting and gasping.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric hums a soft tune, pressing kisses to Ragnar's neck, holding him close as the Viking comes down slowly. "As did I."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"You get more," Ragnar promises. "I was too fast, but there is still time."

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric laughs softly and presses a finger to Ragnar's lips. "No hurry, beloved. I know you'll look after me."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"Every bit of you," Ragnar promises, "and some more than others."

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric laughs warmly, every bit his old self. "Shall we dry off and move to my room?" Lest they upset Athelstan's return.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"Oh yes," Ragnar says. "And then we do it again with more time."

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric nods and lifts himself from Ragnar's lap with care, relishing the edge of soreness that goes with being filled so wonderfully.

He washes himself briefly and fetches towels, gesturing Ragnar to join him.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar gets up from the tub and stretches, giving a pleased groan.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric chuckles, toweling his hair. "You look like you could use a good massage."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"Prior to giving one to you," Ragnar says, grinning.

[thewidewideworld]

"Now that offer, I would not turn down." Sinric grins, unashamed in his nakedness as he hangs up his towel. "Nor any chance to have your hands on me."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"You will get them all over," Ragnar promises.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric smiles and takes Ragnar's hand, leading him through their joined rooms and into his own.

His room is as he left it, small but cosy, the comfortable bed spread with furs.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar sprawls on the bed and smiles up at Sinric, both cheerful and alluring.