http://taras-oleksei.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] taras-oleksei.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] taras_oleksei 2009-08-12 09:17 am (UTC)

Taras eyed Lasha. His face was close.

"Da, that's the voice I mean," he muttered.

He glanced away. Every time he breathed, he drew in Lasha's scent, subtly spiced and masculine.

That made it hard to concentrate. Taras frowned.

"I guess that...would be...something...different. For a change."

Taras spoke very slowly, pausing to let the words sit there, as if trying them out for the first time.

He grunted in the vague affirmative.

There had been a time when Taras would not have said anything of the sort to Lasha. That was when Taras had believed that a man who insisted that getting fucked in the ass was not queer was somehow not queer himself.

That was when Taras had not wanted to admit the things he wanted, even in his own head.

He drew his gaze back to Lasha's.

"If you like that...I'll try it. And if we don't like it, we can just get another girl instead."

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