[Just like he expected, the man is an amateur. But an eager one, and that's really all that matters. There's something thrilling about the concept of marking new territory, one that's always drawn him to those that don't know better than to let him explore them.
And that hint of homicide in his look cements Dodger's excitement. It isn't aggression, it's cold and dry and confident and it nearly catches him in that serpent spell again. It makes him think of the feeling of Ivar's knives cutting his flesh, and he can't say he's opposed to it at the moment.
He lets out a short huff of laughter, leaning down to press another kiss to the very edge of Ragnar's visible skin.]
Simple. I'm not gonna do shit until you figure it out. [His eyes flick up to the older man then, mischievous and coy.] Feel free to feel me up while you're thinking, though.
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And that hint of homicide in his look cements Dodger's excitement. It isn't aggression, it's cold and dry and confident and it nearly catches him in that serpent spell again. It makes him think of the feeling of Ivar's knives cutting his flesh, and he can't say he's opposed to it at the moment.
He lets out a short huff of laughter, leaning down to press another kiss to the very edge of Ragnar's visible skin.]
Simple. I'm not gonna do shit until you figure it out. [His eyes flick up to the older man then, mischievous and coy.] Feel free to feel me up while you're thinking, though.