For Sonya

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Athelstan is holding Sonya's hand as they walk up to her room, and occasionally when the urge strikes him, he stops to kiss her.

After all, he doesn't have to worry about who might see him if it's a woman he's with.

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Briefly, Sonya couldn't help but try and imagine Ragnar's response to this. Of course it was just sex, it could mean nothing, but he might think otherwise.

Another kiss from him, her hand finding the back of his neck, shuts up that side of her. They both wanted this, that was enough for her.

She leads him into her room, closing the door behind them before taking off her shoes and dropping their things by the door. Up until that point, it was like she was holding herself in check, holding herself back whenever she felt his lips on her. Now...there was no holding back-she didn't want to hold back.

Sonya led him to the bed, pushing them both down onto this and taking his mouth onto hers in a deep kiss. Hands on his shoulders, she moaned into his mouth, her lips parting in invitation.