"The days where I would I would take advantage of such a thing are behind me Tolya, I promise." Lex insisted quickly, feeling the need to fill the space with the claim. After the cufflinks and his admission there, he wanted to be sure Anatoly understood that. He wasn't sure Helen ever had.

But then it was all forgotten at Anatoly's soft Russian words. His body went stiff for a moment as the enormity of those words and the feelings they conveyed washed over him. This was a completely foreign feeling, since no one had shown such love and devotion so openly towards him...not since before his accident. Lex honestly didn't think he could live without this man by his side anymore or more...he was afraid what he would become without him, because this exactly what he needed to stay grounded. Exactly what he needed to prevent himself from becoming the monster the spandex heroes claimed he would.

"I do Tolya. And it's why I trust you, with my heart, body and soul. With everything." It was possibly the most open thing he'd ever said to anyone, breaking past his ingrained Luthor facade easier then he thought was possible. And he sealed it with a kiss, one hand cupping a stubbled cheek, while the other found the shared comfort of a handful of curls.