Date: 2009-01-25 02:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] capable-of.livejournal.com
The gentle kisses and the brush of her hair caused her to shiver and moan under him. These soft touches were purely Anatoly and never ceased to be the most amazing thing Lex had ever felt and the hair just made it that much more stimulating.

She moved both of her hands down his sides now, needing the touch to ground herself. Each peck and rib were traced, finger tips dipped into his belly button and even the curve of his shoulders. She rolled her hips up against him again, wanting more and more every minute. "Tolya..." She breathed out softly, turn her head to kiss the top of his head. "Please Tolya...."
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Anatoly Valeriovich Sergievsky

The Grandmaster

Who needs a dream?
Who needs ambition?
Who'd be the fool
In my position?
Once I had dreams
Now they're obsessions
Hopes became needs
Lovers possessions

-- Where I Want To Be (Chess)

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