[ There had been many times where Athelstan had felt Ragnar's skin, where the other had touched him but it had never been like this. This was wholy another matter, their chests pressing together sent an electrifying thrill through him like a wildfire. With Judith it had been a simmering ember but this was something that felt like it would easily slip beyond his control which both terrified and excited him.
But it was Ragnar and he could trust Ragnar like he could trust no other.
His hands stroked along his sides, fingers trembling ever so slightly as one hand moves around, over his stomach, upward to feel the muscled and scarred torso. He kissed him hungrily and at least that was starting to come more naturally and without thought. The taste of Ragnar on his tongue enough to lead him further, to press for more, to open himself to Ragnar's hunger as well. ]
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But it was Ragnar and he could trust Ragnar like he could trust no other.
His hands stroked along his sides, fingers trembling ever so slightly as one hand moves around, over his stomach, upward to feel the muscled and scarred torso. He kissed him hungrily and at least that was starting to come more naturally and without thought. The taste of Ragnar on his tongue enough to lead him further, to press for more, to open himself to Ragnar's hunger as well. ]