He watched silently as Athelstan brought his hand to his mouth to brush his lips over his skin. Turning it slightly to slip free of Athelstan's hands, he reached out to brush his fingers over Athelstan's cheek to cup his face, the tips of his fingers brushing the short, shaved sides of his hair.
Ragnar kept his gaze locked with Athelstan's, lips pressing into a flat line subtly when Athelstan assures him that he'd been perfect, something he doubted since Athelstan had been very obviously unhappy with him. He exhaled audibly, not realizing he'd been holding his breath as Athelstan spoke, and shook his head.
"There is no way you could ever disappoint me, Athelstan," He said it like a promise.
His eyes unfocused, falling idly to Athelstan's shirt as he tried to process everything.
"Is that why... you asked about sex? You do not consider the things we have done together to be sex?" Ragnar wasn't exactly walking on eggshells but the way he spoke made it clear that he'd chosen his words carefully.
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Ragnar kept his gaze locked with Athelstan's, lips pressing into a flat line subtly when Athelstan assures him that he'd been perfect, something he doubted since Athelstan had been very obviously unhappy with him. He exhaled audibly, not realizing he'd been holding his breath as Athelstan spoke, and shook his head.
"There is no way you could ever disappoint me, Athelstan," He said it like a promise.
His eyes unfocused, falling idly to Athelstan's shirt as he tried to process everything.
"Is that why... you asked about sex? You do not consider the things we have done together to be sex?" Ragnar wasn't exactly walking on eggshells but the way he spoke made it clear that he'd chosen his words carefully.