"I'm going to be useless tonight," muttered Liadov wryly. "That was a real drain."
He sighed and brushed the fawn strands from his eyes absently.
"All I want is a nice warm conjack. That's all."
He studied the soldier's spartan and shapely posterior as the man paused by the door of the visitor's wing, and cast a sloe-eyed glance over his broad young shoulder.
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Date: 2007-10-11 09:37 am (UTC)He sighed and brushed the fawn strands from his eyes absently.
"All I want is a nice warm conjack. That's all."
He studied the soldier's spartan and shapely posterior as the man paused by the door of the visitor's wing, and cast a sloe-eyed glance over his broad young shoulder.
"Maybe I'll drink it out of his navel."