Who Needs a Dream? Who Needs Ambition?

"Anything you want," Anatoly answered, punctuating each word with a fervent kiss. "Anything at all. Just tell me what you want."

Without waiting for a response, he leaned back a little so he could start to unbutton his shirt. Whatever Lex needed, he would give him - it was as simple as that. He'd been so afraid that he might never hold or touch him again and now that all was right with the world again, he meant to appreciate every moment he had with the man he loved so much.