"Relax?" Anatoly half laughed, half moaned, his hands coming back to grip the pillow tightly as he spread his legs wider to give Lex more room. Just the light touch on his thigh was driving mad and he could hardly contain his impatience.

Then Lex's mouth was on him and all hope of coherent thought flew out of his head. The unfamiliar sensation of a finger inside him made him check a little, but he forced himself to relax as ordered.