[TJ feels guilty for all of ten seconds. They could be friends. He'd probably like that. Not more than sex, but in a different way. Ragnar was curious and easy to talk to. He never jumped to any conclusions about TJ or made him feel like shit. It was a good start. TJ didn't know how to deal with anything good. He had to ruin it before it hurt him or put it in a nice, tidy little box with a label.
So they'll have sex and talk once in a while. Good. That was nice. Simple.
He lifts his arms and drops the shirt off to the side. TJ runs a hand through his hair to smooth it back out.] Hope I don't disappoint.
[Ragnar sure wasn't. TJ drags his hands across the top of Ragnar's head, playing with the braid but not moving to untie or work the strands loose. He tips his own head back and angles his chest forward in a - hey, keep going - kind of gesture.]
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So they'll have sex and talk once in a while. Good. That was nice. Simple.
He lifts his arms and drops the shirt off to the side. TJ runs a hand through his hair to smooth it back out.] Hope I don't disappoint.
[Ragnar sure wasn't. TJ drags his hands across the top of Ragnar's head, playing with the braid but not moving to untie or work the strands loose. He tips his own head back and angles his chest forward in a - hey, keep going - kind of gesture.]