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We are a world away from where we started

Lex was home where he belonged, and if it were up to Anatoly, he'd never let him out of his sight again. In the time spent without him, he'd come to truly understand the depth of his feelings for Lex. He might never be able to tell him so with words - they both had too much baggage to express such sentiments so freely - but he could show him.

But desperate embraces could only satisfy so much, and eventually the question of food arose. Anatoly was reluctant to leave Lex alone again, but with Lex not wanting to face people for awhile, it was the only solution.

He couldn't help the sigh of relief when he returned to the hut with boar sandwiches and found Lex where he'd left him. There were still questions to be answered about what had happened between Lex and Clark, but that could wait a little longer.

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While that had been onw spectacular orgasm, all of it was forgotten as Lex watched Anatoly wipe the corner of his mouth. His eyes were dark and gleaming with want as he was instantly kneeling on the floor in front of the Russian, hands digging deep into his curls as he kissed him fiercely. A moan escaped his throat as he tasted himself in Anatoly's mouth and when he finally pulled back to breath, he said forcefully, "I need you. Now."

Before he'd even finished speaking, his hands were already at work on Anatoly's pants.

Anatoly had hardly a moment to recover before Lex was on him, and it was all he could do to keep up with the passionate, hungry kisses. He yielded willingly to the barrage, wanting nothing so much more in this morning as Lex's hands on him, touching - loving him.

He leaned back, bracing his hands on the ground to give Lex more room to maneuver. He'd been allowed to set the pace earlier; he was happy enough to give Lex all the control now.

Once Lex had Anatoly completely undressed, he sat back on his heels to just look at him for a moment. This beautiful, amazing man was all he'd thought about while he'd been Clark's captive and no matter how tempting the teenager had been...the love Lex had for Anatoly was more then enough to satisfy any need he had.

Lex wanted to show Anatoly just how much he loved him and he was not going to let that happen on the floor. He moved with anticipation as he moved forward to kiss Anatoly deeply, before drawing him up from the floor and moving them both to the bed. He pushed the Russian down gently and made quick work of crawling up next to him, kissing and caressing random parts of Anatoly's body as he did so.

When he got to Anatoly's lips, Lex kissed him deeply once more before pulling back to look at him intently and asked him the same question he'd asked before...the first time they'd tried something new. "Do you trust me Tolya?"

"Of course," Anatoly answered immediately, there being no doubt whatsoever in his mind. He trusted Lex completely with all of his heart and soul. Whatever happened, now or in days to come, he knew Lex would never hurt him.

He met Lex's eyes, full of passion and desire. He wanted, no - needed Lex's touch. He lifted his hand to caress his cheek softly. "Anything you want, Sascha, just tell me and it's yours. I just need you."

The immediate, completely honest answer still warmed his heart like nothing Lex had ever known before.

He leaned in close, kissing Anatoly before trailing kisses down his jaw so he could say softly in his ear, "I want you Tolya. I want to be inside you, if you'd let me." It surprised even him how much he wanted it, despite being perfectly content the way things were now. And it wasn't that he wanted it for himself, but instead to use it to show Anatoly how much he loved and cherished him.

But of course, nothing before Anatoly was ready for it and thus why Lex asked.

Anatoly caught his breath at that, his hands coming around Lex's neck to pull him closer. There was a slight flutter of anxiety in his stomach at the prospect but he knew without a doubt that Lex would do everything in his power to ease the way, as well.

"Yes," he answered simply, lifting his head to kiss Lex passionately. Anxious or not, he wanted this, wanted to be close to him, just wanted him.

Even as Lex kissed him just as passionately in return, he couldn't ignore the lighthearted feeling in his chest. Anatoly had agreed and while Lex could sense the anxiety, the trust never ceased to astound him. "It'll be perfect." He said, kissing Anatoly's forehead. "I promise." And he would do everything in his power to make it so, but at the moment, kissing Anatoly to make him relax again seemed to be the perfect idea, complete with both hands running through his curls.

"I'm with you, how could it be anything other than perfect?" Anatoly murmured softly, shifting slightly so he could hook a leg around Lex's waist. That, along with hands in his hair was almost too much sensation and he whimpered softly, wanting more.

Even their slight change in position made Lex gasp softly. He was close already and he hadn't even begun. So with another quick kiss, he de-tangled himself from Anatoly's limbs and crawled backwards down his body, leaving a trail of soft kisses behind him.

Lex began as he had that other first time. "Relax..." He lightly licked and sucked at Anatoly thighs teasingly for moment, but this time when he took the Russian in his mouth, he slowly pushed one finger inside him.

"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.

"Relax...take a deep breath." Lex said soothingly as he kissed Anatoly's stomach for a moment, in an effort to help him calm down. He just left his finger there for a moment, before twisting it back and forth, loosening the muscles there. The last thing he wanted was for Anatoly to feel any pain from this.

As he felt the other begin to follow his instructions, Lex rewarded him by taking him back into his mouth, sucking lightly. Until he pushed in a second finger of course. Then he sucked hard at the head to provide distraction.

Anatoly closed his eyes, letting out a quiet whimper as he shifted his hips forward. Under Lex's tender expert care, he was beginning to relax and even starting to enjoy this new feeling.

Then there were two fingers instead of one and he arched his back with a desperate cry, so very close that he could hardly stand it. "Lex," he breathed, twisting his fingers in the sheets in an attempt to keep himself together. "Sascha..."

Sensing how close Anatoly was, Lex didn't waste time before adding a third finger, wanting to be sure the Russian was nice and loose for his first time. Lex didn't want it to hurt for a moment.

Once he deemed Anatoly ready, he gave the head of the other's cock a quick kiss, before sitting back on his heels. He took a moment to just look at this beautiful man, a beautiful man who was all his. And who Lex belonged to completely. Before the island, it would have scared him. Now...he felt safe.

He leaned forward, pulling Anatoly's legs up with him as he bent down for a kiss. "Ready, my beautiful Tolya?"

The only thing Anatoly could focus on through the haze of delicious sensation was how much he wanted Lex at this moment. He arched up into the kiss, wrapping his arms tightly around Lex's neck. "Please," he murmured breathlessly. "Please, Sascha, I need you now..."

"Anything for you...anything and everything Tolya..." Lex whispered softly as he finally gave into the urge and pushed into him. He held his breath as he moved slow so Anatoly could get used to the feeling and to contain all the emotion he was feeling in this moment. Sex had never meant this much to him, but then it wasn't just sex. This was the very definition of making love. And after the day they'd had...it was oddly appropriate.

Sex for Anatoly had never been purely about lust. There'd always been some sort of feeling there, whether it was love or the potential of it. This, this was something else, something far deeper and passionate.

He kept his arms wrapped around Lex tightly as he tried to get used to this new feeling of being filled. He murmured softly as he exhaled, shifting underneath as he became more comfortable. A few more moments and the murmurs turned to quiet moans and the occasional word in Russian.

Deep and passionate Lex would agree with. Would never admit, but agree with.

Ducking his head, Lex kissed and sucked at Anatoly's throat, hoping to keep him relaxed as he kept slowly pushing in. Once he was fully seated, he paused and lifted his head again to kiss Anatoly lightly before asking. "Alright?" His tone was breathless as he had to fight to contain himself. He'd thought about this, what it would feel like and how it would compare to every other time. He didn't expect such a rush of emotion to go with the amazing sensation, blowing any past experience out of the water.

"Yes," Anatoly breathed, unable to form more of a coherent response than that. He moved one hand to cup the back of Lex's head, his other arm still tightly wound around his neck. This was beyond all expectation; the reality exceeding every dream or fantasy.

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.

Anatoly kissed Lex passionately, matching as best as he could the rhythm set. He'd never imagined anything could feel so perfect and right, and if he'd been more capable of rational thought, he'd wonder why he'd waited so long.

"Sascha," he murmured desperately, so close he could hardly stand it. "Please, I need... so close..."

"Almost there Tolya..." Lex said softly and almost soothingly as he kissed him lightly once more. One of his hands began moving slowly down Anatoly's chest, until it lightly began teasing his belly and upper thighs, everywhere but the Russian's cock. Anatoly wasn't the only one who could tease with the best of them.

And all the while he kept moving in and out in controlled strokes, slowly building in speed and strength towards his own orgasm.

Anatoly whimpered in protest, the light touches not nearly enough to satisfy his need. This was almost certainly well-deserved payback for all of the times he'd been a wicked tease, and all he could do was endure it (and plan his revenge later).

He arched against Lex, digging his fingernails into his shoulders as he murmured soft pleas into his ear.

The whimpers and pleas were music to Lex ears and he kissed Anatoly's jaw and neck to show his appreciation.

But eventually, he took pity on his beautiful Russian and his hand closed around Anatoly's cock at the same moment he angled himself inside just right. "Let go Tolya..." He rasped softly in the other's ear.

Anatoly needed no further urging. He had already been so close, and under Lex's skilled ministrations, he fell right over the edge. Lex's name was on his lips as he came, back arched, completely undone.

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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