slipping away with Ragnar

[thewidewideworld]

{From here}

Sinric leads Ragnar into the bathrooms, glancing around to see if anyone is around before slipping into one of the stalls and closing the door behind them.

"Do you want me to paint your prick with my lips or lift my skirts and take me standing?" He asks with a list-filled purr.

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[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar's fingers slide between Sinric's buttocks to touch his opening. He's been there today already, but he could very well do this again.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric moans as he kisses down to Ragnar's nipple, clenching warmly in answer to the touch. His hole is hot and ready for their earlier tryst. "Ragnar." he whispers, tail lifted high.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar moans with pleasure at the touch of Sinric's lips, and slides his fingers more deeply between his legs, to rub his small prick from behind.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric licks and suckles, lavishing Ragnar's nipples with attention as he presses into his touch, the little snail stirring.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

As Sinric moves hos hips, Ragnar can reach even deeper, caressing that little thing stirring under his fingers.

With his other hand, he reaches around for Sinric's breasts -- they both very much like that bit of their bodies touched, and he knows that.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric nips Ragnar lightly as he moans, whispering breathless encouragements. He starts to harden in Ragnar's hand, all thought banished by the touch of a caring lover who knows him well.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"I need more hands," Ragnar murmurs. "I want to touch more of you."

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric laughs warmly at that, leaning up to kiss Ragnar deep and full. "Your big hands are enough. Enough for me."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar chuckles, and allows his hands to wander a little: over Sinric's back, around his buttocks, dipping a fingertip briefly into his hole, then stroking the inside of his thighs before sliding up to his breasts again. "So many lovely places to touch," he murmurs into the kiss.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric kisses him again before sitting up, his narrow hips pressed against Ragnar's as he displays the long, lean lines of his body. Arms raised and swaying, he smiles.

"I am yours to touch. As long as I may touch in return." He lowers his hands to stroke from the join of their bodies, sweeping up to caress Ragnar's hard chest and hardened nipples before leaning in to kiss him again.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar moans at the motion, his hips jerking towards Sinric purely on instinct; his hands go to The small breasts and their lovely pink nipples. "Inside you," he manages to say."

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric moans an answer and kisses Ragnar again, hands braced on Ragnar's shoulders to lift himself. He flexes, lowering himself onto Ragnar's manhood slowly, almost teasingly so.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"Sinric," he moans, loudly voicing his pleasure as he's taken inside in this manner. "Sinric! Yes!"

He reaches out to touch the tip of Sinric's little snail.

[thewidewideworld]

It quickens to Ragnar's touch, even more so as Sinric shifts his hips so Ragnar's manhood brushes that place inside him. "Ragnar!"

[bigarmy_strangepants]

One hand on Sinric's little prick, the other on his breasts, Ragnar tries to keep his hips still as to be ridden by Sinric in whatever way he wants.

[thewidewideworld]

And ride he does. Sinric lifts his arms again, swaying and moving to some unheard music, the primal bass of it in their heartbeats and breathing. His long hair, still curling at the tips, falls over his shoulders and down his back as he dances his passion.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar moans and writhes a little with pleasure, trying to contain himself; his hand is now firmly stroking the little snail, to add pleasure from outside to the one Sinric is getting from his prick.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric moves into a slow, deep roll that allows him to thrust into Ragnar's hand as well as drive himself into Ragnar. He sings softly, breathlessly, swaying his lean body.

It isn't often he gets to revel in the sheer hedonistic pleasure of riding a lover like this. His eyes grow heavy as the first tinglings of his coming orgasm build up inside him.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"Sinric," Ragnar says, softly, keeping still for him, apart from his hands. "My sweet Sinric!"

[thewidewideworld]

"Move with me, Ragnar." Sinric purrs, leaning in to kiss him and change the angle of his thrusts. "Dance with me."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"Yes," Ragnar says, "oh yes, I will!"

He starts moving his hips, tensing his buttocks as to push into Sinric as he moves on him, thrusting in the rhythm of Sinric's sensual dance.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric gasps roughly as Ragnar's thrusts find just the right spot. He throws his head back and aims each thrust just so, his little snail leaking with the pleasure of it.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"Soon," Ragnar gasps in warning, "soon -- just a moment more!"

His fingers on Sinric speed up, to bring him over the edge before he himself goes.

[thewidewideworld]

It doesn't take much to push him, not the way Ragnar is stroking him. He pushed himself down onto Ragnar harder and faster, throwing his head back in ecstasy as pleasure overtakes him.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Sinric's. Ovemwnts the demanding pushes and ecstatic clenching, push Ragnar over the edge right with him, and he shouts loudly in pleasure as he copiously spills into Sinric for the second time in as many hours.