Good. [He let go of his hold on Dodger's hair and gave it an oddly affectionate ruffle as he eased off him. He pulled open the drawer, easily finding what he was after.
Glancing towards the dog and then back at Dodger, he raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything. Instead, he tossed the lube at Dodger, the bottle landing by his shoulder.] Go on.
[There was an unspoken warning that whatever prep Dodger wanted, or needed, he should get it done now. Leaving Dodger to the lube, he tugged the ties that did up the front of his pants. Like Dodger's, he only bothered to pull them down just as much as he needed to. Underwear wasn't really a thing yet where Ragnar was from, at least not with the kind of leather pants Ragnar was wearing, so once he worked them down, he was free.]
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Glancing towards the dog and then back at Dodger, he raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything. Instead, he tossed the lube at Dodger, the bottle landing by his shoulder.] Go on.
[There was an unspoken warning that whatever prep Dodger wanted, or needed, he should get it done now. Leaving Dodger to the lube, he tugged the ties that did up the front of his pants. Like Dodger's, he only bothered to pull them down just as much as he needed to. Underwear wasn't really a thing yet where Ragnar was from, at least not with the kind of leather pants Ragnar was wearing, so once he worked them down, he was free.]