[ Athelstan still didn't manage to see it coming, not until he can't breathe and he's pinned beneath Dodger again. He doesn't face any of the sensations in his body, trying to focus on the lack of oxygen, one of his hands pulling at Dodger's fingers like he could pry them away. None of it's particularly helpful in the least.
He's sucking in harsh breaths, when his throat is released. The other's words had sobered him, if only a little. The anger turning more inward to himself. It always should have been brought up with Ragnar but he's too afraid of what answers he might receive, insecure that he's not able to satisfy Ragnar, that he's not enough.
There's no arguing with Dodger, not on this. ]
I hate you. [ Congratulations, this is his first hate confession. ]
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Date: 2018-01-24 02:49 am (UTC)He's sucking in harsh breaths, when his throat is released. The other's words had sobered him, if only a little. The anger turning more inward to himself. It always should have been brought up with Ragnar but he's too afraid of what answers he might receive, insecure that he's not able to satisfy Ragnar, that he's not enough.
There's no arguing with Dodger, not on this. ]
I hate you. [ Congratulations, this is his first hate confession. ]