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2009-01-26 08:20 am (UTC)
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Liadov chased his breath, eyes closed, flat against the wall, anchored there by Oleksei's bulk.
Taras' warm breath on his neck mirrored the afterglow in his muscles and loins.
"I've fucked not a few zeks," he managed quietly. "Maybe something rubbed off."
Poor choice of words, and his lips slipped silently into a faint smile at his own expense.
"Or maybe you're more like me, instead. Just another fancy MVD prick."
He paused, making no immediate effort to move.
"At least I'm not rushing to pull out my handkerchief and buff my stomach," he remarked, voice mild; light and dry.
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Taras' warm breath on his neck mirrored the afterglow in his muscles and loins.
"I've fucked not a few zeks," he managed quietly. "Maybe something rubbed off."
Poor choice of words, and his lips slipped silently into a faint smile at his own expense.
"Or maybe you're more like me, instead. Just another fancy MVD prick."
He paused, making no immediate effort to move.
"At least I'm not rushing to pull out my handkerchief and buff my stomach," he remarked, voice mild; light and dry.