[ What Ragnar thinks is all that matters and Athelstan can't for the life of himself understand any of this. He should just leave, shouldn't he? What is the point of talking to Dodger anymore. Nevermind, that his skin is still awake with the desire the other is able to stir even though Athelstan resents it completely. His wrist still smarts but he takes that as penance.
He stares down at the wrist the other had grabbed, the other's questions each feel like a gut bunch and he drags his dull nails over his wrist as if he could shock some sense into himself.
He drops his hands to the bed's edge as he sits at it, his feet on the ground and he could leave if he'd just get up. He doesn't think Dodger would force him to stay. Certainly not now. ]
No. If you must know, he is the one that pined for me and I am the one that held him back. Where I came from it had been 20 years, at least...for him it's... he's younger here. [ He doesn't know why he's telling these things to Dodger. ] I asked him to ... I wanted to have sex with me but he never... [ What does Dodger have that he doesn't? ]
no subject
He stares down at the wrist the other had grabbed, the other's questions each feel like a gut bunch and he drags his dull nails over his wrist as if he could shock some sense into himself.
He drops his hands to the bed's edge as he sits at it, his feet on the ground and he could leave if he'd just get up. He doesn't think Dodger would force him to stay. Certainly not now. ]
No. If you must know, he is the one that pined for me and I am the one that held him back. Where I came from it had been 20 years, at least...for him it's... he's younger here. [ He doesn't know why he's telling these things to Dodger. ] I asked him to ... I wanted to have sex with me but he never... [ What does Dodger have that he doesn't? ]