Are the Communists sporting?

[chesspolitik]

After drinking half of the last remaining bottle of vodka, Anatoly couldn't quite remember how he and Guy had come to drinking outside of his hut, but he was rather glad they had done so. For once, he wasn't thinking of Lex or how unhappy he really was. He was living in the moment, carefree and joyous and also very smashed.

"So what was it you were saying," Anatoly asked, trying to keep himself from leaning into Guy and failing. "I'm afraid I didn't quite catch it."

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[patriotqueen.livejournal.com]

"Are you? Well, you could teach me some new ones. Russian, perhaps..." Guy smiled and leaned it. "Sadly, I don't have a camera."

[chesspolitik]

"I could, but I might be a poor sort of teacher," Anatoly was forced to admit out of a sense of fairness. "Given that my education in that matter is spotty at best."

[patriotqueen.livejournal.com]

"Really, you should have said," Guy said, and quite simply kissed him. "Your chance at a British spy after all..."

[chesspolitik]

"I was waiting for the right opportunity," Anatoly said mildly. Then Guy was kissing him and the only sensible thing to do was kiss him back, a little tentatively at first.

[patriotqueen.livejournal.com]

Guy pulled back for a moment. "The right opportunity will never present itself if you swoon over Anthony," he couldn't help but say, but then quickly leaned in again for a vodka scented mouth against his.

[chesspolitik]

"That was the island influence," Anatoly quickly protested as he pulled Guy a little closer to him. "Anthony is not... not who I would swoon for."

[patriotqueen.livejournal.com]

Guy laughed loudly (disregarding his close position to Anatoly's face). "No, I suppose not. He's such a mood-killer. In fact, only talking of him is making me sulk." So, he fixed it by kissing him again, and tugged at his shirt with a free hand.

[chesspolitik]

"There are better things to talk of," Anatoly agreed easily. "Or not talk, as the case might be."

He returned the kiss hungrily, then sat back a bit to give Guy room to unbutton his shirt. They would need to move inside soon for decency's sake, but for now, he was very disinclined to move, particularly while he was kissing Guy yet again.

[patriotqueen.livejournal.com]

Decency was not something Guy was often accused of. If they moved it would not be his doing.

The hungry kiss was, despite their drunken state, a surprise, but a very pleasant one indeed. Guy decided to forget his suprise and simply returned the kiss with equal hunger, as his fingers found skin under the shirt.

[chesspolitik]

At this stage in his inebriation, Anatoly wasn't allowing himself to think of anything but the handsome man before him. Tonight, there was only joy and a little bit of mutual pleasure.

"Your shirt should come off," he murmured in Russian. It had been so easy for him to slip into that language with Lex that he'd quite forgotten that it wasn't that way with everyone.

[patriotqueen.livejournal.com]

Guy had been to Russia once. All he had learned of the language was 'vodka', which could hardly be seen as an achievement, and what he presumed to be the Russian words for 'wake up' or 'stand up', which he had heard repeated as he was rudely woken from stupor by two Russian police officers in a park.

He smiled and looked up. "What?" he whispered back into the ear whose lobe he had found to tease.

[chesspolitik]

It took Anatoly a few moments to remember the words in English, so distracted was he by the nibbling on his ear. "Your shirt should come off," he repeated with an enticing smile. "While I can still remember English."

[patriotqueen.livejournal.com]

Guy helped him take off his shirt and carelessly discarded it. "Before I make you forget the use of language all-together," Guy grinned and stood up. "Let's go inside."

[chesspolitik]

Anatoly tilted his head back and laughed delightedly, feeling very much on top of the world at the moment. He stood, shedding his own shirt as he did so then pulled Guy in for a kiss. "Then inside we should go," he said slowly, his accent very prominent. "After you, my comrade."

[patriotqueen.livejournal.com]

Guy laughed as he walked inside. "You sound like our first contact," and quickly added, "with an infinitely more diverse vocabulary and more handsome, of course."

[chesspolitik]

"Contact?" Anatoly asked curiously as he gently guided Guy over to the bed, barely managing to avoid running into the stacks of chess books. "That sounds very secretive."