Re: Hedeby: Lagertha/Ragnar
"Yes," he said with an indulgent smile. "But If you do not go then I will ask again." And again, and again, until she said yes and there was no more need for words between them, only quick gasping breaths and soft, pleasured moans.
It may have been months since he last heard those sounds from her, but they had once filled their house at night, or on the afternoons when he had returned from raiding and she wanted to ensure all his useful body parts were still working.
His head ducked as she moved to step past him, but he looked when there was warmth on his arm, his gaze traveling up from the point where they touched to her face. There, he could see it, her mouth said no but her eyes wanted as much as he did. He wanted to scream. He wanted to take her by the hips and kiss her, yank her skirts up to have her right here with her thighs around his waist and her heels kicking him to go faster, deeper, to move in the way she wanted. Right there on the floor, or perhaps the bed piled with furs.
But he did not. He let her go with that word humming in his ears. Soon. It would not come quick enough.