make me feel alive

hehe, me too! <3 I'll get a new one up for us after I do my half of the rank check stuff this morning. :-)

Marriage was about compromises; Ragnar had always been bad about compromising. He negotiated what he had too because it was practical and sometimes bending something would lead it’s eventual breaking. As far as Nerian went, Ragnar did not think there was anything to negotiate and had been rather pleased with how he had handled his slaves’ sexual advances and the bomb shell of her proposed love for him. He had been nothing short of absolutely faithful to his wife in the entire thing and he couldn’t blame Nerian for what she could not help. Ragnar did not consider it a big deal because he had turned her down, and if she continued to pursue him he would continue with his rejections (then again Ragnar is a man and failed to understand how it rubbed Thistle wrongly). “There is no need to fight over me,” Ragnar murmured to her teasingly; he almost finished it with a there is plenty of me to go around but figured his wife would not see the humor in the last half so chose to let it out. Although, he had never seen two females fight over a male before and considered that it might be something he was interesting in observing at least once in his life.

“Good,” The Viking whispered heatedly in his wife’s ear, drawing her closer to him silently accepting her previous carnal offer (at least that was what he took it to be) wishing to be effectively distracted by all she had to offer him.