AU week - telling the tale.

[thewidewideworld]

Sin takes Athelstan's hand and leads him through a door and then another, and up a narrow flight of stairs that seem to be hidden in the walls. To another door that looks like it should be locked but isn't. (Or isn't locked anymore.)

The journey leads them into the roof and a flatish section of tiles where they can sit and look out over the lake, protected from the breeze.

"Come, sit with me." Sin strolls across the tiles, sure as a mountain goat till he finds a good spot to sit with their backs against a chimney.

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[bigarmy_strangepants]

"I passed out during sex once, when I was a lot younger," Ragnar says, "but I'd taken some pills and a mushroom or two, and just kept on flying after I'd gone off. Not for long, because Lagertha slapped me back to myself."

He sighs.

"Whoah, that was one hell of a party..."

[athelstanthescribe]

Too much of a party for Athelstan just yet, by the look on his face.

"Do you do that often?"

[thewidewideworld]

Sin pets Athelstan's shoulder, listening to them talk. "If you ever want to party like that, beautiful, come see me first. I'll make sure what you're taking is clean."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"Go to parties that end up in general sex?" Ragnar says. "Not so much lately, since we had kids and all that."

[athelstanthescribe]

"Sex and drugs." He nods. "Yeah, explaining that to a babysitter would be..."

[thewidewideworld]

Sin chuckles, enjoying the stories of the sort of life he will never live.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"Not quite as easy as the rock'n'roll," Ragnar says, grinning.

[athelstanthescribe]

"What about you, Sin?" Athelstan asks lightly. "Never found a lonely kid in some village somewhere you wanted to pick up and take along with you?"

[thewidewideworld]

"Oh sweet Athelstan." Sin smiles, kissing Athelstan's cheek. "I have never been so lucky as to find anyone as wonderful as you."

He leans back, tucking his arm under his head. "I've had plenty of people try to save me from my lonely ways. Some of them more aggressively than others."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"Love isn't everybody's way to happiness," Ragnar says. "For some people, it really is freedom, and that deserves as much respect as the right to love whom we want."

Being newly in love, Athelstan might think it's the answer to everything.

[athelstanthescribe]

Newly in love and discovering freedom at the same time.

"Aggressively?" he asks with a frown, not liking the sound of that.

[thewidewideworld]

"Oh, I've had love. And have it still. I love a lot of people, including you two. But love means different things to different people and some mistake it for possession. That's where the aggressive bit came in. I have had more that one lover who tired to keep me after I was ready to go. It hasn't aleays ended well." Sin shrugs, a little sadly.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"No, it really doesn't," Ragnar says, "not when people start obsessing about what they think is their love."

[athelstanthescribe]

"And trying to make you do something you don't want to isn't a sign of love", Athelstan agrees quietly. "Not really."

[thewidewideworld]

"And the fact you both know this are just more reasons why I love you." Sin grins, trying not to dwell on past mistakes and how much they nearly cost him. There are parts of his life to dark to talk about.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"Like floating on a sea of love, with different kinds of love from different people," Ragnar muses.

As far as metaphors go it's probably nonsense, and it does sound a little stoned, but they probably know what he means.

[athelstanthescribe]

It does sound a bit stoned, but Athelstan reaches over and pats him affectionately.

"But some - tides - are to be avoided."

[thewidewideworld]

"We are swiftly becoming a Kerouac poem." Sin chuckles, stretching his lean body and scratching his ribs.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"We should avoid that," Ragnar murmurs, "and go to sleep."

Now nobody is passed out any more, and everybody's safe.

[athelstanthescribe]

"I'd like that."

He doesn't care that he missed out on joining them in sex, what he's more interested in is closeness anyway.

[thewidewideworld]

"My witness is the empty sky." Sin intones, shifting to pull the blankets up and somehow managing to put Athelstan in the middle. "First time I read 'On the Road' I thought I'd seen the face of God in the lines of poetry. I was very, very high at the time."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"You have to be," Ragnar says, and yawns.

[athelstanthescribe]

"To read On The Road?"

[thewidewideworld]

"To see god in it." Sin chuckles, snuggling down. "But it was very much written to be read while high."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"It's not something you'd want to be all the time," Ragnar says. "But sometimes, it's just great."