Ragnar suckles on it for a bit, rubbing his tongue against the underside while he does so.
He lets go, and peers up at Athelstan.
"Usually," he murmurs, lips and beards moving against Athelstan's prick and his stones in their taut sac, "I touch you from the inside, and it gives you so much pleasure, this sweet thing here is usually happy to spill between our bellies with no other encouragement. But now, I think I want to give it the full attention it deserves."
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Date: 2015-05-31 09:44 pm (UTC)He lets go, and peers up at Athelstan.
"Usually," he murmurs, lips and beards moving against Athelstan's prick and his stones in their taut sac, "I touch you from the inside, and it gives you so much pleasure, this sweet thing here is usually happy to spill between our bellies with no other encouragement. But now, I think I want to give it the full attention it deserves."
He proceeds to kiss his way down its length.