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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]

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.

[athelstanthescribe]

Athelstan matches his pace, not wanting to rush this, and reaches to brush his lips over Ragnar's skin.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar looks up, smiles into Athelstan's eyes, then kisses his throat right over his Adam's apple.

[athelstanthescribe]

He gasps and his hands tighten on Ragnar's hips.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"Hmmm?" Ragnar murmurs in an enquiring tone of voice, his lips vibrating on Athelstan's skin.

[athelstanthescribe]

Ragnar is terrible.

"Yes. There."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Of course he's terrible! He's a Viking!

Softly, Ragnar suckles that patch of soft skin and sparse beard.

[athelstanthescribe]

It's not sparse, it's neat.

Athelstan moans quietly and rolls his head to make space.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar's lips move up to the soft spot right underneath Athelstan's jawbone, kissing and suckling despite the beard. So soft, tender and sensitive! Ragnar loves the sounds Athelstan makes, and the reactions in his heartbeat.

[athelstanthescribe]

It is soft, as everyone's skin is there, sheltered from the exposure other parts get. And Ragnar gets more of those sounds he likes so much.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"Hmmmm," Ragnar murmurs again, grinding bin hips in harmony with their heartbeats, "I like this bit."

He suckles at it.

[athelstanthescribe]

"You always - " He catches his breath. " - pay it a lot of attention."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"Worth it," Ragnar murmurs, lips moving against Athelstan's skin.

[athelstanthescribe]

"Good." His head, lifted to speak, drops back onto the pillows, his neck arched.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar takes the opportunity to kiss and lick that dip between Athelstan's collarbones.

[athelstanthescribe]

That might just be why he did it. He hums his appreciation.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar grinds his hips against Athelstan while slowly kissing his way up Athelstan's throat again.

[athelstanthescribe]

"Do you want more?" Athelstan manages, moving in counterpoint.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"Do you?" Ragnar says. "This is nice..."

Playful lips pull at Athelstan'S beard.

[athelstanthescribe]

"Well, if you're not - " He turns to catch Ragnar's lips. "- getting tired of it..."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar kisses him deeply.

"Never," he then says.