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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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[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.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric laughs and comes over to join him, leaning over the bed to brush teasing kisses over Ragnar's lips. Just keeping himself out of Ragnar's reach.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar laughs and reaches out for him.

"Do Imhave to catch you first?"

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric laughs and lets Ragnar catch him, leaning in to press body to body. "Oh yes. Always. I am a wanderer, after all. A pale spirit to be courted."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"Then I seem to have lured you," Ragnar says, putting his arms around Sinric and pulling him close.

[thewidewideworld]

"Hmm. With promises of shared pleasure and good company." He steals a long kiss, wrapping his lean legs around Ragnar.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar runs rough hands down Sinric's back and cups his buttocks while throwing himself into the kiss with new fervour.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric answers with equal fervour, sighing at the simple delight of being touched and fondled. He opens himself utterly to Ragnar, pressing his breasts against Ragnar's chest.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar's forefinger slips between Sinric's buttocks.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric spreads himself wide, moaning softly. Wet and open, he's still tight but welcome the touch gladly.

He kisses Ragnar again, stroking down his chest to curl his fingers around Ragnar's nipples.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar arches into the touch. "You know -- what I like!" he pants, his finger slipping deeper.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric chuckles as he gives Ragnar's nipple a softly little tweak. "Just as you know how to pleasure me.