He stretches out to be comfortable, fingers trailing over Hannibal's bare shoulders.
He shakes his head. "Not Athelstan. He's still tangled in a darkness of his own. As much as I wish I could free him, he has to make his own way out. With Ragnar's help, I hope. And Ragnar-" He shrugs. "Deep, yes but different. Pleasure, joy, sensation."
He takes Hannibal's hand and runs it up his chest, resting Hannibal's fingers over his throat. "But not the blood and dark places. The hidden heart."
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Date: 2017-06-24 12:55 pm (UTC)He shakes his head. "Not Athelstan. He's still tangled in a darkness of his own. As much as I wish I could free him, he has to make his own way out. With Ragnar's help, I hope. And Ragnar-" He shrugs. "Deep, yes but different. Pleasure, joy, sensation."
He takes Hannibal's hand and runs it up his chest, resting Hannibal's fingers over his throat. "But not the blood and dark places. The hidden heart."