[Ragnar's hand stopped moving and he frowned disapprovingly at the back of Dodger's head before giving the side of his head a light smack.]
I am trying to be... what's the word? Passionate? [He grumbled as he rolled his eyes and slid his fingers out of Dodger to shove his hand away.] Don't speak again. I like it better when you don't.
[He grumpily pushed at Dodger, forcing him back down until his chest was being pushed into the mattress. Bent over the younger man, he tilted his head forward, pressing his forehead against the middle of Dodger's back as he slowly, but steadily pushed inside him, guiding himself in with one hand.]
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I am trying to be... what's the word? Passionate? [He grumbled as he rolled his eyes and slid his fingers out of Dodger to shove his hand away.] Don't speak again. I like it better when you don't.
[He grumpily pushed at Dodger, forcing him back down until his chest was being pushed into the mattress. Bent over the younger man, he tilted his head forward, pressing his forehead against the middle of Dodger's back as he slowly, but steadily pushed inside him, guiding himself in with one hand.]