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[thewidewideworld]

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Sinric leads Ragnar to his own small room rather than their shared space. There's something more... intimate about it. And it reminds him less of the emptiness where Athelstan should be.

He pulls Ragnar close, lacing his arms around Ragnar's waist and pushes up on his toes to kiss him.

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[thewidewideworld]

Sinric rides it out, holding on the crest of pleasure longer than normal, breathless and shaky as he comes down the other side of it.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

RAgnar holds him in his arms, and kisses his breasts, but gently rather than passionately.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric shudders, trying to catch his breath. "Oh Ragnar!" He breathes, clinging warmly. "How I love you."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar holds him, and sighs with pleasure.

He's still hard, but that will pass.

[thewidewideworld]

"Don't stop?" Sinric asks, pleading gently. "I want to feel you."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar starts to thrust again, kissing Sinric while he does so.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric returns the kisses, tangling his hands softly in Ragnar's hair.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"You are," Ragnar gasps, "wonderful!"

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric laughs softly, ruling his hips just so, clenching to the rhythm.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar, surprised, yowls with pleasure.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric purrs and kisses Ragnar's throat. That spot just there.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"Yes," Ragnar gasps, thrusting faster. "Yes! Oh yes! Yes, that!"

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric bites softly, leaving another warm read mark on Ragnar's skin.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

That sharp sensation is enough to drive Ragnar over the edge again, making him thrash and moan as he spills.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric moans as the feeling fills him, the hear and power of it.

He leans in to kiss Ragnar softly. "Thank you."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar is still panting on the way down, and unable to speak; but he hums agreement.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric strokes Ragnar's hair, singing softly to him as he comes down.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"Sinric," he says, softly.

[thewidewideworld]

"My lovely Ragnar." Sinric whispers, stealing a soft kiss to the corner of Ragnar's lips. "My beloved one."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"I love you," Ragnar murmurs.

Even if differently from the way he loves Athelstan.

[thewidewideworld]

"As I love you." He answers softly. Their love has always been a complexly woven thing, like the tattoos on their skin. "And I will love you again when I find you."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"And here, before that, I hope!" Ragnar says, his arms tightening around Sinric.

[thewidewideworld]

"As do I." He smiles sadly, clinging just as tightly. "But there are no promises once the door is opened. Only that I will love you, and find you so you may find Athelstan."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"And then, I need to find him again as he is lost," Ragnar says.

[thewidewideworld]

"We are bound, the three of us. We will get lost, but we will find each other again." In this life or the next.