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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[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar leans forward and bends so he'll be able to lick over those hard nipples that would be small for a woman but almost obscenely large for a man -- and are just exactly right for Sinric.

"Hmmm, rubies," he says. "Taste wonderful."

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Sin curses richly, shifting closer to let Ragnar have him. Ragnar knows exactly how good that makes him feel and the piercings add an extra layer of sensation.

He fumbles with the fly of the over tight leather pants, peeling them down in a hurry. Beneath matching lace panties, lies his small cock, now decorated with a matching ruby stud on the underside of the head.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"Hmm, more rubies," Ragnar says, peering down at him, then reaching to tease the gems through the lace. "I need to taste them too!"

But at the moment, he just can't tear himself away from the rubies in Sinric's nipples, which he teases with his tongue-tips, then suckles with his lips.

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Sin groans, rocking into that touch. He runs his hands over Ragnar's hard body, stroking the flat of his thighs.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar uses two fingers now to rub at the rubies, much as he's rub over a woman's clit; with Sinric, it always pay off to take his dual nature into account with every touch.

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And with Sinric, it always gets a reaction. Not many people know how to work him this way, or what to do with him at all once they get under his clothes. One of the many reasons he loves Ragnar. "Oh yes." He purrs, "Please yes!" There's another set of rubies at the base of his cock where his balls should be.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Most of these people will likely hope to have their own parts seen to in new and interesting ways, or that Sin will open up for them.

Not so Ragnar. He finds the in-between-ness of Sinric, the small breasts and little cock, infinitely fascinating and arousing. He slips his two fingers into the lace panties now, to rub at the rubies lower down.

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Sin doesn't touch Ragnar's cock yet, or reach to kiss him. Unlike most of his lovers, Ragnar isn't just waiting to get his end away. He wants Sin, wants his pleasure as well as his body and Sin isn't about to rush him away from it.

Part of him wishes he was female, or at least could get wet like a woman because the way Ragnar's working him, he should be dripping! He whimpers, his little cock hard and bobbing as Ragnar rubs him just right.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar wants more, so reluctantly, he draws away.

"Come, sit on the rock," he says, voice hoarse with desire as he holds out his hand to Sin. "I want to taste those rubies! I could crawl on the ground to do so, but this might be more comfortable."

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Sin take his hand, a little devoid of grace now that Ragnar has his knees shaking. "On one condition." He moans as he moves to the rock. "You let me back in your lap when you're ready to fuck me."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"Promise," Ragnar says, getting to his knees between Sin's long, sinuous legs. "And you'll tell me when you need to be fucked."

He pushes the panty aside and licks over the set of rubies where Sinric's balls must have been, swiping generously along the length as if he were eating out a woman.

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That ridge of scar has always been sensitive bit tonight it sings, every nerve ending alive and humming.

Sin tucks one leg over Ragnar's shoulder, a hand in his hair as he moans, the rubies at the head of his cock dancing with the little twitches of need.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar, playful and contrary, licks down deeper, over Sinric's perineum to the edge of his hole, then up again to the rubies, which he toys with and teases with his tongue-tip.

Hey, Sin opened himself up so very wonderfully, how would he expect Ragnar to resist?

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Sin moans shamelessly, arching up to meet each playful teasing lash of Ragnar's tongue. It isn't often he get hard but he is now, and aching to be fucked. "Oh hell! Ragnar!" He's going to be begging to be fucked pretty damn soon.

{ooc: icon induced coffee snort!}

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Before that happens, Ragnar urgently needs to taste the other rubies!

So he reaches up to free the little cock from the lace panty it is straining so valiantly against, and rubs his tongue strongly against the bar underneath the head before taking the head in mouth and starting to suck on it with a contented moan.

Ahhh, Sinric! This is the best bit, if Ragnar's allowed to do it.

His own cock is hard simply from what he's doing now, glistening at the tip as it is bobbing freely.

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Sin's cries are as soft and high as any woman as Ragnar devours his little cock. And to anyone watching, that's exactly what Sin would look like.

He buries a hand in Ragnar's hair, the other supporting him on the rock as he writhes. How could he refuse? How could he do anything right now but urge Ragnar on.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

As he suckles, Ragnar extends his pliable tongue again to lick back along the length of that little cock while sucking it all the was inside, teasing the rubies deeper down.

He rubs the tip of his large forefinger over the slit of his own cock to wet it, then gently pushes it against Sinric's hole, as if asking to be let inside.


[[OOC: Apologies for renewed coffee snarfage, but it had to be!]]

[thewidewideworld]

"Yes! Oh yes!" Sin whimpers. There's lube somewhere here. He remembers getting it out of his jacket but... That was before Ragnar's tongue and therefore vastly less important.

{ooc: don't be, that's awesome!}

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar's finger is at least slick enough to breach through the muscle of Sinric's hole, slowly thrusting inside as Ragnar keeps sucking, and licking.

He moans in appreciation, his own pleasure mounting simply from what he is doing, his mouth vibrating around the little cock.

He tilts his chin to allow his tongue to dart even deeper.

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Sin's breath comes in little bursts now, clenching reflexively around Ragnar's nfinger. "Ragnar! I'm- oh hell yes! Please, I'm so close!"

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar pushes deeper inside, crooking his finger as he angles for the sweet spot; at the same time, he sucks and licks harder, faster, wanting to have Sinric come undone inside his mouth so he can taste his pleasure.

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Sin's release will never be as voluminous as your average man but it's just as forceful, ripping out of him with a high, rich cry that echoes across the garden.

He collapses back, panting wildly.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

The small spurt that erupts into his mouth is quite enough to satisfy Ragnar very deeply; once he has suckled Sin right through his orgasm, he lets go and licks his lips.

"Well, that was tasty," he says, sitting on the rock beside Sin to gather him into his lap.

It was somewhere between a man spilling, and a woman squirting; the sensation and the taste are unique.

Luckily, it's dark enough by now that people coming from the bar won't notice them any more, here at the very edge of the garden and the wild.

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Sin wraps himself around Ragnar, still breathing hard but already wriggling to run himself against Ragnar. "You!" He growls, half moaning, "Only you make me cum like that. I swear!"

Still deliriously high on pleasure and good hash, Sin peppers Ragnar's neck with kisses.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"I like to have some secret skills," Ragnar purrs, relaxing under those intoxicated ministrations.