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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]

Before answering, Ragnar kisses him deeply to observe the change that causes.

"Your heart beating fast," he says.

[athelstanthescribe]

That brings a skip, then it settles to even a little faster.

"So is yours." He looks into Ragnar's eyes. "Do you want to try for more?"

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"Yes," Ragnar says. "Let's make our hearts beat really fast!"

Holding Athelstan's gaze, he deepens the kiss.

[athelstanthescribe]

Without breaking the kiss, Athelstan rolls them over so Ragnar is on top of him.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Straddling Athelstan's hips, Ragnar covers him, belly on belly, chest on chest, groin on groin.

[athelstanthescribe]

Just the way he likes it and though they're both still wearing trousers, he thrusts up against Ragnar.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar's heart skips a beat and speeds up. He rolls his hips to meet Athelstan's thrusts.

[athelstanthescribe]

Athelstan pulls him down into the kiss.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar willingly follows the pull, his braid falling down across both their shoulders.

[athelstanthescribe]

"I love you", Athelstan whispers, heart speeding up as they move together.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"And I, you," Ragnar murmurs back, rolling his hips against Athelstan's groin.

[athelstanthescribe]

Athelstan moves his hands to unlace his trousers.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"I'm going to squash you for a moment," Ragnar says, trying to hold himself on one elbow while he frees the opposite hand to open his own breeches.

[athelstanthescribe]

"The bed is soft", he counters. "I'll just sink down into it."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar tilts up his hip, concentrates, arches his back, and just does it.

He does lean somewhat heavily on Athelstan's shoulder for a bit, though.

[athelstanthescribe]

Athelstan braces to take the weight as best he can.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar is fast about it and quickly goes back onto both elbows, covering Athelstan, as his prick springs free.

[athelstanthescribe]

Athelstan has shuffled his own trousers at least as far as his knees in the meantime, and looks up at Ragnar.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar looks into Athelstan's eyes, kisses him deeply, and grinds down his hips again to rub their groins together.

[athelstanthescribe]

His head falls back and he whispers Ragnar's name, moving back against him.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

It is easy to match their rhythm as their heartbeats speed up in synchronicity. Ragnar bend his head to kiss Athelstans throat, brushing his lips over the edges of his beard.

[athelstanthescribe]

He turns his head to expose more of his throat, welcoming it.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar's lips suckle at the soft, sensitive skin over Athelstan's jugular.

[athelstanthescribe]

Ragnar knows just what he likes - and he ought to, by now. His heartbeat jumps at the touch.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar chuckles as he feels that reaction, and slowly nuzzles his way down towards Athelstan's collarbone.

He keeps moving his hips, languidly and unhurried.