[Ragnar didn't manage to bite back every sound and a few low, breathless groans joined Dodger's panted breaths.
Part of him was well aware that Dodger was preparing something, stilling and gathering his strength. Another part of him, specifically the part of him that was finding his pants had become way too tight at this point, did not care in the least bit.
In a flurry of movement, he ended up on his back under Dodger, his wrists pinned. He looked far from concerned, smirking, his eyes glinting with exhiliration and lust. Naturally, he bucked his hips upwards in an attempt to free himself, muscles straining against being restrained.]
That does not always guarantee victory. [He rocked his hips up again as if to prove a point, back arching as he groaned quietly.]
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Part of him was well aware that Dodger was preparing something, stilling and gathering his strength. Another part of him, specifically the part of him that was finding his pants had become way too tight at this point, did not care in the least bit.
In a flurry of movement, he ended up on his back under Dodger, his wrists pinned. He looked far from concerned, smirking, his eyes glinting with exhiliration and lust. Naturally, he bucked his hips upwards in an attempt to free himself, muscles straining against being restrained.]
That does not always guarantee victory. [He rocked his hips up again as if to prove a point, back arching as he groaned quietly.]