Date: 2006-09-19 06:13 am (UTC)
"Hm," Kassian said, softly.

His gaze was dark as he thought about that for a moment, then finally shook his head. "I don't think it would have worked."

He chose to move then, crossing the room to stand close enough feel Isaev's warmth, to note the exact color of his eyes.

Grey. A storm-tossed sea.

Kassian's hands twitched, but stayed carefully at his sides.

"I don't engage comrades lightly, Lieutenant," he said quietly, and his gaze was now hard as iron. His skin prickled with such close proximity, but he forced himself to breathe. "I never have."

His voice was slow, deliberate, though he spoke with a casual air he really didn't feel.

"I've told you things that make it personal, things I've never told anyone."

He drew in another slow breath, catching Isaev's scent. It too was starting to become familiar, though the lieutenant smelled less like alcohol than Kassian expected.

"It's not just about fucking, for me. I hope you know that."

His eyes searched Isaev's once more.
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