Sinric the Wanderer (
thewidewideworld) wrote2015-11-03 09:11 am
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slipping away with Ragnar
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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.
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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Lock gently tugs Ragnar around to one of the many lean-to sections developing around the edges of the workshop. He uncovers a little model on a shelf and lifts it down, lowering it into Ragnar's hands.
It's a longship made of glass and metal, open at the base so it can be set over a small candle. The eyes of the dragon figurehead gleaming.
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"He." Jay correctly gently. "Lock is a he, not an it."
Sinric flushes and stutters an apology to Jay and Lock.
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Sinric touches the little ship in Ragnar's hand. "Can you risk such a thing? You would have to bring it back from a trade trip or raid surely?"
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That makes Sinric smile, to know it will endure.
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Sinric gives Jay a sideways look, not understanding what he just said but not sure how to react.
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