Date: 2009-07-21 11:05 pm (UTC)
God was Anatoly beautiful like this, breathless and raw underneath him. Lex moaned softly as the hand touched his bare head and he let it pull him down into a deep kiss as he carefully moved his hips, shifting in and out gently.
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Anatoly Valeriovich Sergievsky

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)

The Crazy Wheel

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