Date: 2009-08-03 11:45 pm (UTC)
At the beautiful sight unfolding underneath him, Lex couldn't help moaning softly with pure lust and joy. His hand kept stroking Anatoly until he came all the way down, keeping the same rhythm as his hips. Of course, it wasn't long until he pushed all the way in and came himself, with eyes half closed and soft Russian words, including Anatoly's name, pouring from his lips.
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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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