Yes. [ Athelstan doesn't resist and moves even closer on his own accord, feeling the heat of Ragnar's body so close to his own without shirts to get in the way. There's a pained flicker in Athelstan's eyes at the other's declaration.
It is not that he has not come to that thought himself. He thinks of telling Ragnar about Paris, knowing without a doubt that Ragnar would want to conquer it and Athelstan... he wanted to see that. He wanted to be a part of it and that is nothing but a Viking's desire. Would God smite him for it?
There's no time to truly contemplate the conflict, the fear of scorning God and Christ. He's kissed and sighs at another taste of Ragnar. He doesn't answer outloud, his hands moving to Ragnar's sides and while there is plenty he wouldn't have confidence in, this he can do. He presses his lips more firmly to Ragnar's again and backs up toward the bed, pulling Ragnar with him, although it would surely not take much effort. ]
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It is not that he has not come to that thought himself. He thinks of telling Ragnar about Paris, knowing without a doubt that Ragnar would want to conquer it and Athelstan... he wanted to see that. He wanted to be a part of it and that is nothing but a Viking's desire. Would God smite him for it?
There's no time to truly contemplate the conflict, the fear of scorning God and Christ. He's kissed and sighs at another taste of Ragnar. He doesn't answer outloud, his hands moving to Ragnar's sides and while there is plenty he wouldn't have confidence in, this he can do. He presses his lips more firmly to Ragnar's again and backs up toward the bed, pulling Ragnar with him, although it would surely not take much effort. ]