"Khui, Irinarhov, it can't be that important," said Isaev, innocuous and deliberately wide eyed. "This is sniping, after all. Your raison d'etre!"
Andrei had every intention of taking care of Kasya's business thoroughly and well at the first opportune moment, but in the meantime, teasing him was almost as irresistable as fucking him.
The more he teased, the more the apprehension mounted between them, and when they finally found themselves alone, the cradle would not only rock, it would come crashing down.
Isaev gave Kassian a surreptitious wink, infinitely miscreant, and strolled down the row of lanes, crossing lazily to lean against the wall behind the cubicle partition Viktor had chosen to inhabit.
"All right," Isaev said, "Let's see this thing in action. Impress me, comrade."
He saw Kasya hanging back, as Aryol started toward them.
"Come on, Captain Wildoat," he called, "don't you want to see Viktor handle his long, slick, shiny weapon? It's been eight long years."
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Date: 2007-08-27 07:27 am (UTC)Andrei had every intention of taking care of Kasya's business thoroughly and well at the first opportune moment, but in the meantime, teasing him was almost as irresistable as fucking him.
The more he teased, the more the apprehension mounted between them, and when they finally found themselves alone, the cradle would not only rock, it would come crashing down.
Isaev gave Kassian a surreptitious wink, infinitely miscreant, and strolled down the row of lanes, crossing lazily to lean against the wall behind the cubicle partition Viktor had chosen to inhabit.
"All right," Isaev said, "Let's see this thing in action. Impress me, comrade."
He saw Kasya hanging back, as Aryol started toward them.
"Come on, Captain Wildoat," he called, "don't you want to see Viktor handle his long, slick, shiny weapon? It's been eight long years."