http://taras-oleksei.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] taras-oleksei.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] taras_oleksei 2009-01-22 07:24 am (UTC)

Taras reached up and closed his fingers around the wrist of Liadov's free hand.

Liadov made no move to either avoid his grip, or pull away.

"What are you trying to do?"

Liadov's hand felt solid and warm, strong without being bulky. Taras' fingers tingled. The contact with Liadov's bare skin was electric.

He could feel his pulse rouse, stirring in response.

"Never mind what's between you and Isaev," he muttered. "What is it between you and me?"

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