Who Needs a Dream? Who Needs Ambition?

As intent as Anatoly was on his task, he couldn't help but shiver at the feel of Lex's fingers through his hair. It was a line straight to his groin and he shifted, his pants becoming almost unbearably tight. But there was time to take care of himself later. His first priority now was Lex, and only him.

He sucked Lex gently, not out of a desire to tease for once, but to get comfortable with this new step he was taking. When he felt confident and relaxed enough, he sped up his pace, hoping Lex was enjoying this as much as he was.