Vikings - Athelstan/Ragnar
“So you’re staying?” Ragnar asks, his foot pressing against Athelstan’s calf, pressing insistently. He starts to poke Athelstan in the ribs until he shrieks, wriggling away and then back towards Ragnar.
“Yes, you great bully, of course I’m staying.”
“Good because I cancelled your flight last week.”
Athelstan rolled his eyes. Ragnar was a controlling nightmare but Athelstan was learning how to manage him. He didn’t need to this time though. He was pretty sure this was happily ever after.
“Am I your favourite rock star?” Ragnar asked.
“Currently.”
Ragnar’s hand moved to Athelstan’s cock. “And always?”