AU week with Ragnar

[thewidewideworld]

{From here}

Sin shrugs his jacket back on and wanders outside, arm around Ragnar's waist as they head for a spot on the far side of the garden to enjoy a quiet smoke. It's getting dark but there's enough light to see by, even as the first stars start to come out.

"The stars are different here. Different to anything I've ever seen." He packs the pipe with a practised hand, almost by feel. "When I was up on that mountain, I felt as if the sky was a silk sheet. That it floated down to cover me, touching every part of me. And each of the stars was a pinprick of ecstasy and agony."

He passes Ragnar the pipe and the lighter. The pipe is a little work of art in turned brass and carved bone, feeling old and warm in his hands. "It was the most amazing feeling."

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[thewidewideworld]

Oh Sin's feeling plenty, almost more than he can bear seeing there will be no second fall for him but the knife's blade of pleasure feels fantastic anyway.

He buried his hands in Ragnar's messy hair, pressing their foreheads together and kissing him hard and deep.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar thrusts up three more times and then comes, long and hard and with a wild shout, spilling himself copiously into Sinric.

It seems to last forever.

[thewidewideworld]

Sin gasps, loving every gush of heat that fills him. He laughs richly and kisses Ragnar again, making no effort to move off his lap. "I've missed you."

{ooc: last one for the night, my dear. It's been awesome! See you tomorrow.}

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"And I missed you!" Ragnar declares when he can speak again. "There's nobody quite like you."

He doesn't yet pull out; but soon, his cock will be all soft and leave Sinric's hole by means of its own gravity.

But not yet, please, he thinks as he greedily returns the kisses.

[thewidewideworld]

"I hope not." He giggles, rubbing his smooth cheek against Ragnar's. "I don't think the world is ready for two of me."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"No, that might be dangerous," Ragnar chuckles, running his hand down Sinric's smooth back.

[thewidewideworld]

Sin snuggles close, warm and small in Ragnar's arms. He hums happily, turning to a soft sound of discomfort as Ragnar slips out of him. All good things end. "I think I might stay here a while. At least until the wind changes. Seems like a fun place."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar tilts his head, and kisses him. "Oh, it is!"

[thewidewideworld]

"Hmm, clearly I need to explore it's hidden depths." The kiss is maddeningly wonderful. He hasn't seen Ragnar in ages and so much has happened in that time but just that simple kiss makes him feel safe and happy.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"Oh yes, including a large garage," Ragnar says, and kisses him again.

[thewidewideworld]

"Now you're just goading me to stay on for a bit." Sin purrs between kisses.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"And a karaoke machine, if you're feeling exhibitionist," Ragnar says, now teasing him. "You could do, say, old Tina Turner songs?"

He grins.

[thewidewideworld]

Sin laughs and throws his head back, belting out Simply the Best, with his best tranny flurry.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar laughs just as much. "Well, isn't that the best lap dance ever!"

He's slipped free from Sinric by now, but they're still very close, and rather sticky. He likes it that way.

[thewidewideworld]

Sin laughs and shakes his head. "If that how you want to play, let me do you to Chris Isaac's Baby Did A Bad Bad Thing.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar laughs. "That'll be something to see!"

[thewidewideworld]

"Any time, any place." Sin purrs, nuzzling Ragnar's neck.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar leans back on the rock, pulling Sinric with him and on top of himself.

[thewidewideworld]

Sin goes with him with a giggles, light and small on Ragnar's chest as he sprawls. "I should let you get back to your pretty boy. I'm not sure he's safe with you friends." Not that he shows any interest in moving off Ragnar.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"Athelstan," Ragnar says. "I hope Floki doesn't scare him too badly."

But for the moment, he doesn't try and move, either.

[thewidewideworld]

"Athelstan. That's an old name for such a young soul." Sin muses, fingers carding lightly at Ragnar's chest hair.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"I like," Ragnar says. "It's soft and sweet on my lips."

[thewidewideworld]

"You're just a big old romantic at heart." Sin teases, flicking a nipple playfully.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"A complete softy," Ragnar says, grinning.

[thewidewideworld]

Sin purrs and scritches him like a cat.