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Jay leads them into his room. It's comfortably large and mostly taken up by benches and a decadent looking bed.

He pulls a fold out massage table out from under a bench and starts wiping things down to create a clean space to work. "Ragnar, I think it's best you go first. Have you decided where you want the receiver?"

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[bigarmy_strangepants]

"I love you so very much," Ragnar murmurs into the kiss.

[athelstanthescribe]

"And I love you." He leans back to look into Ragnar's eyes.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar's eyes are icy blue, but full of feeling.

He answers Athelstan with another kiss.

[athelstanthescribe]

Athelstan curls around him as the kiss continues.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar deepens the kiss again, then runs his hand down Athelstan's shoulders and back.

[athelstanthescribe]

"You can touch", he murmurs, "wherever you want."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar's warm, callused hands stroke down Athelstan's scarred back, kissing him all the while.

[athelstanthescribe]

He shivers under the touch, trying to concentrate on the feeling of Ragnar's hands on his skin.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar opens his legs a little to properly wrap himself around Athelstan.

[athelstanthescribe]

Athelstan settles himself in, his hands continuing to roam.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"Oh yes," Ragnar murmurs into the kiss when Athelstan's hands slide over some especially sensitive spot.

He doesn't exactly purr like a cat being stroked, but the sound he makes is somewhat similar.

[athelstanthescribe]

This is nothing unusual, but it always makes Athelstan smile. He nips at Ragnar's skin.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar gives a short gasp, very obviously loving the touch.

[athelstanthescribe]

"I love", Athelstan murmurs against his shoulder, "how you don't hold back here."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"I don't have to," Ragnar says. "You know me."

[athelstanthescribe]

"I do. And I can hear everything that pleases you."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"Hmm," Ragnar assents, leaning to kiss him again.

[athelstanthescribe]

Athelstan lies across him, tugging his head down to kiss him deeply.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar returns those kisses in kind, opening his lips to Athelstan.

[athelstanthescribe]

Athelstan's hand slips across to his other arm, and he activates the receiver.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar's heartbeat is speeding up, rolling like a drum with pleasure, and growing excitement.

[athelstanthescribe]

He smiles a little to feel it, and keeps doing what has clearly provoked it.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

It's the kisses, and the closeness, more than anything else. Ragnar wiggles his hips a little as to have their bellies flush against each other.

[athelstanthescribe]

Athelstan approves of this, shifting to bring them closer together, and his hand wanders lower.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar hooks a leg around Athelstan's to pull him even closer. He keeps stroking Athelstan's back.