"Captain," he said solemnly, "this new side of you is rather appealing."
Of all the things he'd expected from the sniper- cagey evasion, outright rebuffing, reluctant compliance- this response was nowhere among them.
Yes, he'd called it that morning- it was always the quiet ones.
"To think I spent all that time drawing you out with smiles and taunts."
He raised an eyebrow.
"If I'd only known it would be this easy," he murmured, "I'd have led with the predatory side."
Andrei could feel the devilish urge to escalate the situation, and was tempted to abandon everything and relent to his baser Id. He toyed with the chain around his neck, as he breathed, softly and deeply.
He could feel the unrelenting weight of Irinarhov's eyes on his body, shameless and carnal. A marked contrast from his reticent retiring self of the earlier day.
And he could feel himself, rising like a valkyrie below. Like he had before, at the mere mental suggestion of naked proximity to the sullen lipped, dark-haired man.
"See what you're doing to me," he remarked, darkly. "I knew I liked something about you, comrade."
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Date: 2006-09-19 05:36 am (UTC)A moment passed.
"Captain," he said solemnly, "this new side of you is rather appealing."
Of all the things he'd expected from the sniper- cagey evasion, outright rebuffing, reluctant compliance- this response was nowhere among them.
Yes, he'd called it that morning- it was always the quiet ones.
"To think I spent all that time drawing you out with smiles and taunts."
He raised an eyebrow.
"If I'd only known it would be this easy," he murmured, "I'd have led with the predatory side."
Andrei could feel the devilish urge to escalate the situation, and was tempted to abandon everything and relent to his baser Id. He toyed with the chain around his neck, as he breathed, softly and deeply.
He could feel the unrelenting weight of Irinarhov's eyes on his body, shameless and carnal. A marked contrast from his reticent retiring self of the earlier day.
And he could feel himself, rising like a valkyrie below. Like he had before, at the mere mental suggestion of naked proximity to the sullen lipped, dark-haired man.
"See what you're doing to me," he remarked, darkly. "I knew I liked something about you, comrade."