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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 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.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

While Ragnar'S middle finger dips into Sinric's hole, the third finger slides more deeply between his legs, seeking the root of his little prick.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric groans, rocking against Ragnar's touch as his lean body undulates. He mutters longing words in an eastern tongue.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar pushes his fingers deeper, wanting to hear more of these sounds.

[thewidewideworld]

And Sinric gives them to him, gladly moaning in answer to Ragnar's touches. He arches up, wrapping his legs around Ragnar's hips. He wraps a gentle hand in Ragnar's hair, guiding his mouth to Sinric's upturned breasts.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar gladly takes the generous nipple in his mouth, and suckles as his hands keep moving.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric gives a bright hiss of pleasure, his body tightening around Ragnar's finger. "Oh yes! Ragnar, yes!" Hardening now, he bucks into his touch.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar chuckles, and sucks and pushes a bit stronger.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric howls a rough word in some eastern tongue, arching back as he buries his hands in Ragnar's hair. "I will... I'm close! Ragnar!"