[Ragnar rolled his eyes in annoyance and before Dodger had even finished his question, he grabbed the front of his shirt and tugged him forward, kissing him hard.
He did taste like ash, but it wasn't terrible.
What was terrible is how they were still in the same predicament when he broke the kiss. He glanced around, still holding onto a fistful of Dodger's shirt, and then turned back to the stranger.]
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He did taste like ash, but it wasn't terrible.
What was terrible is how they were still in the same predicament when he broke the kiss. He glanced around, still holding onto a fistful of Dodger's shirt, and then turned back to the stranger.]
You lied. [He practically growled the words.]