[ Athelstan kisses Ragnar back and despite the confusion he feels he's also full of affection for Ragnar. Indeed, there's some reluctance and a good deal of it is the fear of making a mistake, of not being able to do things the way that Ragnar likes, that he could disappoint him. He doesn't give voice to any of it, neither does he give voice to the guilt that he feels either.
He breaks the kiss, a small smile touching his lips and he nuzzles his cheek briefly before he shifts down word. He presses a few kisses over his torso, before he's kneeling and taking the other's cock in his hand. He gives it a few firm strokes and then there's another moment's hesitation. It's not that he doesn't know how it works, he's done it before now and Ragnar had just done it to him.
He can still remember Ragnar having to take over when he tried to jerk him off and there's a slight fear that he wouldn't be able to sufficiently please him that's pushing further harder again. But, he doesn't give into it and instead wraps his lips around the head of his cock and then lowering his head to take him inside. The taste of Ragnar, the size of him is different and altogether better in every way to him than it had been when he'd experienced it before. It still feels awkward and the worry is loud in his mind as he tries to watch Ragnar's reactions. ]
[After chasing after the light kisses and returning the little nuzzle, Ragnar shifted and sat back to allow Athelstan more room, worrying on half of his lower lip as he watched Athelstan trail lower with a burning intensity. He exhaled heavily from Athelstan's touch alone, ignoring his body had only intensified the ache.]
Athelstan. [He tilted his head back as he half exhaled, half groaned his name, the muscles of his chest and neck going taut from the effort it took not to move. Lips parted, he can't keep his head tilted back, having to watch Athelstan, blue eyes somehow filled with intense heat. He reached down, forcing his fingers into Athelstan's hair, pushing them through to push the tie loose so he can tangle his fingers deeper into his hair. He'd already been close from attending to Athelstan and now his breath was coming in heavy, shaky pants broken up by low groans. He's pretty sure he managed to mumble something about being close, but he really couldn't be sure. He definitely had no intention of pushing Athelstan away.]
[ Athelstan didn't really have very much time to worry about if he was doing things right. Ragnar's hand in his hair felt good, soothing and encouraging even. It makes him feel like he's doing well to see Ragnar's expression, to listen to the way he breathes and the groans that seemed to rock straight to his core.
He heard the mumble, barely registering it but he takes Ragnar deeper into his mouth again. When he comes, he felt his throat tighten slightly but he swallowed around him and didn't pull away until it's done. He pulls up, brushing his tongue over the tip a few times and flushed as he pushed himself up. ]
[Athelstan swallowed him deeper and what little control he'd been clinging to finally cracked. He groaned Athelstan's name breathlessly as he came, his fingers tangling further into the monk's hair.
He tugged gently at Athelstan as he breathed heavily, trying to catch his breath, and crashed their lips together before he'd even come close to quiet, even breaths. Breaking the kiss to once again try to breathe, he nuzzled Athelstan's nose with his own, smiling softly.] There. Are you happy with yourself now? [He kissed him again, smiling teasingly against Athelstan's lips.]
[ Athelstan lets Ragnar pull him up, kissing him back even as they both seem to still be attempting to catch their breath. His eyes don't open right away even as they nuzzle afterward and a small contented smile is on his face.
For now, his confusion has taken a back seat to the sated pleasure they'd both experienced. He kisses Ragnar again and then finally opens his eyes to look at him. ]
[Ragnar nuzzled his face into Athelstan's hair before pressing a kiss to the side of his head, putting his arm around him comfortably. He was oblivious that there had been any confusion at all, more than content to just bask in Athelstan's presence.
He chuckled softly under his breath at the response, kissing him again, this one pressed to the top of his ear.]
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He breaks the kiss, a small smile touching his lips and he nuzzles his cheek briefly before he shifts down word. He presses a few kisses over his torso, before he's kneeling and taking the other's cock in his hand. He gives it a few firm strokes and then there's another moment's hesitation. It's not that he doesn't know how it works, he's done it before now and Ragnar had just done it to him.
He can still remember Ragnar having to take over when he tried to jerk him off and there's a slight fear that he wouldn't be able to sufficiently please him that's pushing further harder again. But, he doesn't give into it and instead wraps his lips around the head of his cock and then lowering his head to take him inside. The taste of Ragnar, the size of him is different and altogether better in every way to him than it had been when he'd experienced it before. It still feels awkward and the worry is loud in his mind as he tries to watch Ragnar's reactions. ]
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Athelstan. [He tilted his head back as he half exhaled, half groaned his name, the muscles of his chest and neck going taut from the effort it took not to move. Lips parted, he can't keep his head tilted back, having to watch Athelstan, blue eyes somehow filled with intense heat. He reached down, forcing his fingers into Athelstan's hair, pushing them through to push the tie loose so he can tangle his fingers deeper into his hair. He'd already been close from attending to Athelstan and now his breath was coming in heavy, shaky pants broken up by low groans. He's pretty sure he managed to mumble something about being close, but he really couldn't be sure. He definitely had no intention of pushing Athelstan away.]
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He heard the mumble, barely registering it but he takes Ragnar deeper into his mouth again. When he comes, he felt his throat tighten slightly but he swallowed around him and didn't pull away until it's done. He pulls up, brushing his tongue over the tip a few times and flushed as he pushed himself up. ]
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He tugged gently at Athelstan as he breathed heavily, trying to catch his breath, and crashed their lips together before he'd even come close to quiet, even breaths. Breaking the kiss to once again try to breathe, he nuzzled Athelstan's nose with his own, smiling softly.] There. Are you happy with yourself now? [He kissed him again, smiling teasingly against Athelstan's lips.]
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For now, his confusion has taken a back seat to the sated pleasure they'd both experienced. He kisses Ragnar again and then finally opens his eyes to look at him. ]
For now.
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He chuckled softly under his breath at the response, kissing him again, this one pressed to the top of his ear.]