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[athelstanthescribe]

While Ragnar chooses which root would be best for them, Athelstan walks slowly around the clearing, fascinated by the unfamiliar nature.

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[athelstanthescribe]

Athelstan muffles his cries in the kiss, but otherwise makes no effort to quiet them.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar starts to gasp and pant himself -- Athelstan is hot and tight, and the pleasure is as intense for him as for Athelstan.

[athelstanthescribe]

"You know - " Athelstan manages to say " - how this is best. Make me - scream."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar thrusts, angling himself with each movement, trying for the sweet spot every time.

That should make him scream soon.

[athelstanthescribe]

It does, and his blunt nails make dents in Ragnar's shoulders by their digging in, harder with every thrust.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar kisses him deeply and searingly again, and speeds up the thrusts, hitting home every time now.

[athelstanthescribe]

He can't get enough of those kisses, and he tries to match Ragnar's pace with his own hip movements, pulling him deeper in.

"This is - I couldn't imagine - "

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"Now you feel it," Ragnar says, pushing in as deeply as Athelstan wants him to.

He loves the expression on Athelstan's face at this.

[athelstanthescribe]

It's as unguarded as it possibly could be, every feeling showing, and those feelings are mostly sensation and lust right now.

"Now I do."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"You're even more lovely this way," Ragnar whispers, kissing him lovingly even as he keeps thrusting.

[athelstanthescribe]

He blushes, ridiculously considering they're in the middle of sex.

"You - look good too."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar chuckles, kisses him again, and thrusts faster.

Athelstan can still speak -- he should scream more! Nobody can hear them here, except perhaps demon bunnies.

[athelstanthescribe]

He'll be hoarse by the time they've finished, as Ragnar pulls louder cries out of him with every thrust.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"Oh - yes!" Ragnar groans, feeling the pull towards completion now as well -- and slowing down, as he wants to make this last just a little bit longer.

[athelstanthescribe]

Athelstan's eyes are tightly closed, drinking in every single drop of sensation, as he moves back against Ragnar, matching his pace.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"That's it," Ragnar sighs, thrusting steadily. "Oh yes."

Pause.

Gasp.

"Athelstan. I love you!"

[athelstanthescribe]

"I love you", he echoes without opening his eyes. "Completely."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"You're mine," Ragnar pants, "and I'm yours!"

He can't stop himself much longer now, and starts thrusting faster, right at the spot where it's best.

[athelstanthescribe]

"Mine and Lagertha's."

His hand finds the back of Ragnar's head, and he pulls him down for another kiss.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar kisses him deeply and greedily once more, thrusting yet faster.

"Right one," he gasps, "all yours!"

[athelstanthescribe]

Athelstan loses the ability to speak again for a little while, his breathing too rapid, but there's acceptance in his eyes.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar speeds up even more, hanging on just enough so he can make sure of Athelstan's climax, before letting go.

"So - close!" he gasps.

[athelstanthescribe]

Athelstan's climax is really a done deal at this point, and he's just teetering on the edge. One more push upwards, and he's there.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

And there are a few more thrusts to that spot, pushing Athelstan's pleasure as far out as possible while he's already climaxing, and then Ragnar spills his load as well, climaxing with a great bellow of pleasure as he buries himself to the hilt for one last time.

[athelstanthescribe]

That gets a final scream, whether or not anyone can hear it over Ragnar's noise, and Athelstan drags Ragnar's head down for one more eager kiss.