[The bites make Dodger hiss with pleasure, and he shifts to give Ragnar more room to work. In return his fingers squeeze a bit harder over Ragnar's erection, careful not to heat his skin even if every fiber of his body wants to heat up from the pure excitement of the situation.
If anything, in this position it's even better to have nothing but the occasional brush of skin against his cock. He shifts uncomfortably before long, panting and letting out little desperate grunts. He isn't about to object, it's fucking incredible... there's a hint of panic still in there somewhere, but it's smothered by the feeling of being dominated by someone who's managed to entirely subvert his phobia and that feels fucking wonderful.
As soon as he can find an opening he grips the back of Ragnar's neck, pulling him into a kiss that comes off with a bit of a desperation to please him. Somewhere in there it occurs to him that Ragnar has no reason to stick around once he's come, and that kicks him into trying to win his favor back.]
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If anything, in this position it's even better to have nothing but the occasional brush of skin against his cock. He shifts uncomfortably before long, panting and letting out little desperate grunts. He isn't about to object, it's fucking incredible... there's a hint of panic still in there somewhere, but it's smothered by the feeling of being dominated by someone who's managed to entirely subvert his phobia and that feels fucking wonderful.
As soon as he can find an opening he grips the back of Ragnar's neck, pulling him into a kiss that comes off with a bit of a desperation to please him. Somewhere in there it occurs to him that Ragnar has no reason to stick around once he's come, and that kicks him into trying to win his favor back.]