As Anatoly teased the skin of his hand, Lex's eyes grew darker and more intense in reaction. Keeping his hand in Anatoly's grip, he turned it so his thumb could trace his lips with a soft touch, a shiver going down his spine when it grazed his tongue.

In a sudden change from slow to quick, Lex took his hand back and quickly undid the buttons of Anatoly's shirt, completely ripping a few out in his haste. He wanted to touch him, needed too. The shirt was pushed off his shoulders like the jacket had been and Lex began to run his fingers through the light dusting of hair he found under the shirt, a curious smile on his face. He glanced up at Toly as he said, "You amaze me.. I've met all kinds of people...but none fascinate me the way you do.."