Anatoly paused for a moment to enjoy Lex's hand in his hair. Such a simple thing, but it was a weak spot, and any touch, no matter how gentle, was enough to bring him to his knees if he let it.

Resolutely, he bent his mind towards the task before him. There would be, no doubt, time for him to lay back and enjoy Lex's ministrations, but that would be then. This was his turn now, and he aimed for nothing less than Lex coming all apart at the seams.

Slowly, he kissed his way down Lex's thigh, keeping a light grip on her hips. He raised his head to take one last look at her, his eyes darkened with desire, then buried his face between her thighs, licking and teasing with all of the skill he could muster.