He set his tea cup down, looking at Ilarion pointedly, eyebrows raised.
"That's not something I should have to tell you, is it? She's a nice girl. You like nice girls."
Taras shrugged expressively, shoulders rolling under his gray MVD uniform. He regarded Isaev from across his desk.
Isaev looked dubious, almost incredulous, like he'd never heard of such a thing as a man fucking his secretary. Taras was from the low-rent district, and he'd heard of that.
"Think about it, Lasha. You could get laid anytime you want. Right here in your office, if you wanted to. You could get a blowjob sitting behind your desk."
Taras leaned forward in the plush leather chair, a narrowed intensity in his odd-lot eyes, gaze fixed on Ilarion, direct, and compelling.
"Or over here, In this chair, even. More comfortable. You can't say that doesn't appeal."
Taras laughed once, rough, low.
"Anyway, you look like you could use a good fuck-"
He caught himself, hesitating briefly, almost unnoticeably, blinking, then recovering a second later.
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Date: 2008-02-28 04:58 am (UTC)"What do you mean, to what purpose?"
He set his tea cup down, looking at Ilarion pointedly, eyebrows raised.
"That's not something I should have to tell you, is it? She's a nice girl. You like nice girls."
Taras shrugged expressively, shoulders rolling under his gray MVD uniform. He regarded Isaev from across his desk.
Isaev looked dubious, almost incredulous, like he'd never heard of such a thing as a man fucking his secretary. Taras was from the low-rent district, and he'd heard of that.
"Think about it, Lasha. You could get laid anytime you want. Right here in your office, if you wanted to. You could get a blowjob sitting behind your desk."
Taras leaned forward in the plush leather chair, a narrowed intensity in his odd-lot eyes, gaze fixed on Ilarion, direct, and compelling.
"Or over here, In this chair, even. More comfortable. You can't say that doesn't appeal."
Taras laughed once, rough, low.
"Anyway, you look like you could use a good fuck-"
He caught himself, hesitating briefly, almost unnoticeably, blinking, then recovering a second later.
"...right?" he finished.