[He sank down onto the mattress, kneeling between Dodger's legs. The outreached hands were at first batted away and then he got annoyed and did his best to catch them by their wrists, wrestling them down to pin them above his head. Leaning completely over him to pin his wrists above his head, he found Dodger's mouth with his for a quick, heated kiss that he pulled away from almost as suddenly as he'd started it. He was, regrettably, out of hands now, but for the moment he would do his best to avoid any attempts to reignite the kiss, if only because he knew that it was what Dodger wanted.
Stretched out over him like he was, Ragnar could now readjust his position slightly, shifting his weight to bring their hips flush together. He bit his lip to keep from moaning as he ground down against the other man, slow and deliberate, eyes glued to his face to catch every reaction.]
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Stretched out over him like he was, Ragnar could now readjust his position slightly, shifting his weight to bring their hips flush together. He bit his lip to keep from moaning as he ground down against the other man, slow and deliberate, eyes glued to his face to catch every reaction.]