The Grandmaster
Who needs a dream?
Who needs ambition?
Who'd be the fool
In my position?
Once I had dreams
Now they're obsessions
Hopes became needs
Lovers possessions
-- Where I Want To Be (Chess)
Who needs ambition?
Who'd be the fool
In my position?
Once I had dreams
Now they're obsessions
Hopes became needs
Lovers possessions
-- Where I Want To Be (Chess)
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Date: 2009-06-11 02:39 am (UTC)As to a reaction, Lex gasped sharply and ducked his head, closing his eyes at the rush of feeling. It was light and teasing, and while he expected it from Anatoly, it didn't stop him from shuddering in surprise. His hands clenched tightly again as he fought to keep his cool. Soon. He would loose it soon. But if Anatoly could tease...he could withstand it. Or so he told himself.