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You Are So Strange - Why Can't You Be What You Ought To Be?

Anatoly stretched, the light coming from the window finally bright enough to pull him out of his dreams. Not wanting to get up just yet, he rolled on his side and gathered Lex close to him, pressing a kiss against his shoulder. As sleepy as he was, he couldn't fail to notice that Lex seemed much lighter in his arms then he should. And was that hair against his face? Alarmed, he sat up and opened his eyes. What he found completely floored him - a beautiful if completely unfamiliar red-haired woman in his bed.

He stared in shock, unable to form anything more substantial than a gasp. What was he going to do? How was he going to explain any of this to Lex, let alone this woman?

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Lex could only smile up at him, her face soft and full of an expression she couldn't even name but it felt very right, whatever it was. It expressed how she felt better then words, which was a first for her.

It took everything Lex had to lay back and let Anatoly work at his own pace. The slow teasing and soft touches were enough to drive her crazy, unable to stop from wiggling under him or the small moans from the back of her throat, just the breathless reaction he was looking for.

The look she sent him had a wild fire behind it. "Amazing..." She bit out, after another soft moan.

Edited 2009-01-27 04:46 (UTC)

"I am just getting started," Anatoly murmured, flashing Lex his best provocative look. He wouldn't rest until he was absolutely certain that she'd been quite thoroughly satisfied.

He pressed a soft kiss to her knee, his hands lightly skimming the inside of her thigh. It might be smaller and softer than he had come to expect, but it was no less tantalizing. Oh, this would be so good for both of them. He was going to make sure of it.

At the implication that this was only the beginning, Lex closed her eyes and lost herself in a low moan that seemed to spread and could be felt by her entire body. Especially on her thighs where Anatoly was touching her. There, she could feel the sparks and it only made her spread her legs wider.

It was against her very nature, to not be in control of the situation. But instead of fighting it, she just flipped off the Lionel voice in her head and reached down to thread a hand in Anatoly's hair, needing to at least touch him herself somehow.

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.

Now, Lex wasn't a stranger to a tongue between her thighs, on both ends of the situation either. She was told she was quite good at it and an experienced tongue caressing her balls was quite the turn on. But this...that was nothing compared to how this felt.

Her skin was on fire, heightened by every small touch, and her breaths immediately shortened to gasps. If she had known this had felt this mind blowing, she'd have done this with every female partner she'd ever had. That is, if she was anything close to being as good as Anatoly was. With her eyes closed and her head thrown back, she managed to say between gasps, "Tolya...oh my god....Anatoly, that's...so amazing..."

Once, one of Anatoly's lovers had commented he was only good at two things - chess and sex. He had proved the former earlier in the day, and had gone about proving the former in as spectacular a fashion as he could. He had then gone on to prove just how good he was not at relationships by leaving the next morning, leaving only a hastily written note.

This situation was different in just about every conceivable way. There was no match, he would be going nowhere the next day without Lex by his side. What hadn't changed was his devotion to his partner's pleasure.

He lifted his head to smile at her, his fingers skimming the inside of her thigh. "Shall I keep going, then?"

After this, Lex wasn't letting Anatoly go. Not that she would have before but now...She wanted this all to herself. She was a Luthor and would fully admit that possessive and greedy came with the name.

She just gave him a heated look for a few moment as she caught her breath, her body still tingling. "I'm about five seconds from possibly the biggest orgasm of my life and unless you have any better ideas for making that happen..." She trailed off because she certainly did and thinking about them was just bringing her even closer.

Anatoly just laughed softly, his eyes full of mischief. It wasn't going to be as simple as that for Lex, not yet. Not until he'd wrung every last moan and gasp would he take pity and grant her the release she sought so desperately.

Pleased, he turned his attention back to the wet heat between Lex's thighs, bringing her as close to the edge as he could then stopping, gently stroking her skin until she came down. Only then would he start up his teasing cycle again.

How long either of them would last like this, he couldn't say, but it was an experiment worth making.

Edited 2009-02-20 03:17 (UTC)

Lex caught the look but didn't think anything of it.

That is, she didn't think anything of it after about the fifth cycle of this teasing and she was laying almost completely boneless and out of breath on the bed, one hand thrown over her arm while the stroked Anatoly's hair. Her eyes were closed as she concentrated on taking slow steady breaths, taking a breath from the moans and squeals she'd been uttering only moments before.

At this point, she was so aroused, she was willing to grant that Anatoly was the greatest lover she'd ever known...and considering his teenage years that was something.

Having decided that he'd teased Lex long enough, Anatoly bent his will to nothing less than her total and absolute pleasure. There was no stopping this time, not until he'd wrung every last gasp and moan from her.

Then, and only then, would he consider doing something about his own need.

Lex had been in the middle of a long, deep breath when Anatoly started again and somehow another gasping cry was wrung out of her. It didn't take long under his expert care before she delivered on her earlier statement on having one of, if not the, best orgasm of her life. Usually, Lex was quiet during sex, controlling her reactions to control the situation to a point, but at the moment, she couldn't care less as she almost screamed, her hand gripping Anatoly's hair tightly.

Edited 2009-03-01 23:09 (UTC)

If ever Anatoly had doubted if he was truly pleasing Lex, that cry would have ended them all. This was the part he relished most - learning what his partner enjoyed and giving them that pleasure as much as he possibly could.

He moved to stretch alongside Lex, wrapping his arms around her and pressing soft kisses to her shoulder. "So beautiful," he murmured, his voice rough with desire.

The only thing Lex could concentrate on for a long time was taking deep breaths and the feel of Anatoly's hair still clenched in her hand. Finally, she turned her head and kissed his forward. "Incredible..." She said with awe in her voice as she swept the hair of his forehead, then drew his head back so she could lean down for a kiss.

It was a long time before Lex was recovered enough to think, but once she could, she left one hand drift down Anatoly's chest until her hand encircled his still hard dick. "But what about you now Tolya? I'd say you've earned yourself quite the reward."

Anatoly closed his eyes with a loud moan, his hips twitching forward. Her hands were smaller and softer now, but every bit as sensual as before. It was all he could do not to roll over and take her right then and there, with no thought but his own desire.

"I need you," he murmured desperately, twisting one hand in the sheets and the other gently in her hair. "Oh Lex, please...."

The hand in her hair was distracting, but Lex still caught the want and need in his voice. And wasn't surprised when it only mirrored what she felt. The analytical part of her brain wanted to know what sex was like as a woman...but it was overshadowed by her heart that just wanted to feel as connected to Anatoly as possible. That she needed this more then she'd ever admit.

"Tolya...take me. Please." She stroked his dick lightly as she spread her legs. "I want you too..."

Anatoly stroked her hair softly as he gazed into her eyes, needing to be absolutely sure this what what she wanted before taking the next momentous step.

He found the look in her eyes to be the very mirror of his and shivered, the intensity almost too much to bear. "My heart's desire," he murmured as he stretched on top of her, bracing his weight on his hands. "My Lex."

As if his actions weren't enough, the softly spoken words were enough to draw a shivering, gasping moan from Lex's lips as she wrapped her arms around his neck and moved her body up into his.

"Yours Tolya..." She said softly, giving up in that moment the control she couldn't in any other or to any other. She'd never felt so utterly exposed...and it was the most freeing sensation she'd ever felt.

If Anatoly was anyone else, he would have called this love and waxed poetically in between fevered caresses and deep sighs. As it was, the very word was on the verge of being spoken. He kissed her tenderly, expressing in his actions what he could not bring himself to say out loud.

Very carefully, he positioned himself just at the edge of her entrance. As eager. As desperate as he was, he wanted reassurance that this was alright, what she wanted, that she was truly ready for this. "Lex, dear heart... ."

Love was trapped in fire and crashing into water. Love was being left alone. At least, in Lex's mind. This...this couldn't be love because Lex felt like she was flying. Like when she'd almost died on the bridge. So even if she could speak in the moment, the words wouldn't match. She too had to use her return kiss to answer him in kind.

Wrapping her arms around his neck, she held onto him to give him permission. She was ready and waiting, wanting this more and more every second. "Please Tolya...I need you."

Thus reassured, Anatoly brushed a strand of loose hair from Lex's face and bent his head to kiss her again, passion and heated desire overriding every single thought in his head.

With a quiet sigh, he pushed slowly into Lex, alert for any sign that it was too much. As heavenly as it felt inside - and oh god, how it did, he wanted, needed her to enjoy this too.

"Lex," he murmured against her lips, his arms coming around her. "Dear heart. You feel so... perfect."

Flying was an understatement. Heavenly was an understatement. It was the most remarkable thing Lex had ever experienced in all her 22 years. And she knew it was in part to the remarkable man she was experiencing this with.

She couldn't even form words as her head was thrown back in utter bliss with a loud gasp. She shifted her legs slightly, cocky one up and stretching the other until....oh yes, right there. "Oh Tolya..." And any other words were lost in soft moans as she moved encouragingly against him.

In that moment, Anatoly was sure he had found complete and utter joy at last. Home was here, home was in Lex's arms. Home was Lex. If he ever had entertained a moment of doubt, they would have been all wiped away in this moment.

"So beautiful," he murmured in her ear, pressing soft kisses in her hair. He moved with her, still careful to keep his pace slow and steady. He was not so lost in this haze of absolute pleasure as to forget this was her first time, in a manner of speaking.

Home. If Anatoly had spoken allowed, Lex would have agreed with that description. The last time she'd felt this open and peaceful had been ages ago...when she had been been the beloved son of two parents, with hair the exact shade she had now. She would be surprised she could even remember the feeling, while at the same time be able to recognize it anywhere. It felt... complete.

The physical feeling of him inside her was absolutely amazing. There were very few moments in life where Lex could say she was completely speechless and this was one of them. Wanting, needing to feel everything she couldn't say, she turned her head to capture his lips with hers, kissing him fiercely.

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