[Dodger's hips move up a bit, guiding Athelstan to follow him until it can't be denied that he's grinding back. The smile that Dodger gives him is surprisingly gentle, even playful. Something he'd liked seeing on Ragnar and had tried to emulate a bit.]

Then don't forgive me. [One of his hands grips the back of Athelstan's hip, bringing attention to it now that they're locked in that sultry motion and pulling him closer.] No one's asking you to talk to me, or about me, after tonight. We can just keep this between us, yeah?