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

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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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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.

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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.