Date: 2010-03-15 03:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] one--song.livejournal.com
Oh God. It was like something erupted within him, and in a single spread of warmth inside, he was kissing Anatoly again, but with such gusto that it may have been read as desperation. A hand secured itself at the back of Anatoly's neck and as his lips rolled over the Russian's, he was struck again by just how fucking much he wanted that and for just how long.
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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)

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