[He glanced back up at the mistletoe and then to Dodger, his eyes lingering on the other man's lips, once again unable to think of anything but kissing him.]
A few weeks sounds right. [He smirks a bit as the stranger seems to try to correct himself.] I am Viking. I've heard Northmen as well or Norsemen. Well. Those are the polite ones. [He smirk widened.
Naturally, Ragnar kept a keen eye on what Dodger was doing. His curiosity was piqued by the cigarette alone before he'd even started with the useful little fire trick.] You do have magic. [He stepped closer, though this time the invasion of Dodger's space was far from aggressive.] Are you sure you're not responsible? [He pointed up at the mistletoe, raising an eyebrow.]
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[He glanced back up at the mistletoe and then to Dodger, his eyes lingering on the other man's lips, once again unable to think of anything but kissing him.]
A few weeks sounds right. [He smirks a bit as the stranger seems to try to correct himself.] I am Viking. I've heard Northmen as well or Norsemen. Well. Those are the polite ones. [He smirk widened.
Naturally, Ragnar kept a keen eye on what Dodger was doing. His curiosity was piqued by the cigarette alone before he'd even started with the useful little fire trick.] You do have magic. [He stepped closer, though this time the invasion of Dodger's space was far from aggressive.] Are you sure you're not responsible? [He pointed up at the mistletoe, raising an eyebrow.]