Athelstan kisses Ragnar back hungrily and full of desire that had been building for so long. He wouldn't have wanted to disconnect from the kiss even without Ragnar's hand on his jaw but he was pleased with the hold on him, just further adding to how wrapped up he felt in Ragnar. A moan slips from his lips into the other's again as their hips were rocking together a bit shallowly. It still felt good, better than good.

"Ah," the gasp came out when Ragnar thrusts back in more intensely than before, Athelstan's muscles tightening for a moment. He couldn't help but push back against the other, his hand grasping at the wall which doesn't give him much purchase. "Ragnar, that feels good."

It almost feels embarrassing to say.