Because I did not think it was any concern of yours. Athelstan knows me. And he knows what I do. He accepts that.
You are someone I have sex with sometimes, why would you and I need to talk about such things with you?
[He rolled his eyes dramatically when Dodger told him he should have spelled out who was off limits to him.] My boundaries? [He shrugged.] You can have sex with whoever you wish as can Athelstan.
Perhaps you should consider consequences before doing the things you do.
[And then Dodger makes a big mistake and brings up his child. Certainly, Ivar was his child as well, but he was sixteen. He was a man, a man who was responsible for his own safety and taking his own revenge. Gyda... she was still very much Ragnar's responsibility.
Before he even really realizes what he's doing, his hands around Dodger's neck without any warning, slamming his head back against the cupboard even with the awkward angle. There was very real, raw anger in his eye. After a second of squeezing like he wanted to crush Dodger's wind pipe, he let him go, resisting the urge to drag Dodger to the floor and slam his head into the ground until he was unrecognizable.] Get. Out. Now.
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You are someone I have sex with sometimes, why would you and I need to talk about such things with you?
[He rolled his eyes dramatically when Dodger told him he should have spelled out who was off limits to him.] My boundaries? [He shrugged.] You can have sex with whoever you wish as can Athelstan.
Perhaps you should consider consequences before doing the things you do.
[And then Dodger makes a big mistake and brings up his child. Certainly, Ivar was his child as well, but he was sixteen. He was a man, a man who was responsible for his own safety and taking his own revenge. Gyda... she was still very much Ragnar's responsibility.
Before he even really realizes what he's doing, his hands around Dodger's neck without any warning, slamming his head back against the cupboard even with the awkward angle. There was very real, raw anger in his eye. After a second of squeezing like he wanted to crush Dodger's wind pipe, he let him go, resisting the urge to drag Dodger to the floor and slam his head into the ground until he was unrecognizable.] Get. Out. Now.