capable_of | Dated to December 31st/January 1st

Dated to December 31st/January 1st

Earlier in the evening, once he'd been sure Anatoly was set at the party, Lex had left the party again to collect the chess set from Jack's hut. He'd taken it to a secluded spot near Anatoly's yurt and set it up on a convenient stump, before returning to the party. A light snow had fallen since then, but Lex wasn't worried. It would add to the atmosphere.

After they'd put on their outerwear, Lex had retaken Anatoly hand and led them through the snow, answering all inquiries to where they were going with just a happy, but sly smile. Everything was going perfectly.

When they arrived in the small clearing of trees, Lex stopped and moved behind Anatoly, gesturing for him to enter first. The sight was ever more perfect then Lex could have planned. The moon shone directly through the trees onto the stump and the light dusting of snow made the pieces sparkle in the moonlight, especially the pearls set into the crowns of the kings and queens. "Merry Christmas." Lex whispered into Anatoly's ear softly, watching the man's reaction.

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Anatoly laughed ruefully after the kiss. He should know better indeed, but at least they were bound to get a certain enjoyment out of that challenge.

He picked up the chess board and tucked it carefully underneath his arm. As Lex whispered to him, he couldn't help but flush, and only managed to keep the board from falling through sheer luck.

"Is that a challenge for me?" He smiled with just a hint of suggestiveness. "Are you sure you want to challenge me?"

"Of course." Lex said with his same shark like smile. "A Luthor is always up for a challenge, and I always liked a man who could keep up." He kissed him once before heading off into the falling snow, not bothering to look behind him. He knew Anatoly would catch up.

Anatoly followed right behind him, laughing quietly. If Lex wanted a challenge, he'd give him one. He felt more alive and happy then he had in months, if not years.

"I'll do more than keep up," he promised, as he opened the door to his yurt then stepped aside to let him enter first.

Once inside, he shut the door before any more of the rapidly falling snow could get in then set the board on the table.

He took a deep breath then turned to face Lex, suddenly feeling a little shy. So much had changed between them since the clock had struck twelve, it was almost too much to take in.

Lex stepped inside, laughing at Anatoly words, as he placed the box down safely on top of the board, briefly wondering if they'd even come out of the box till tomorrow. Not if he could help it of course.

Sensing Anatoly's sudden shyness, Lex removed the uniform hat and threw it aside as he walked over to the Russian, putting his hands on Anatoly's chest. He leaned forward and gave him a soft kiss before looking him in the eyes. "You still alright with this Tolya?" He asked in quiet Russian.

He wasn't worried about being turned away, but they were going rather quickly. If Anatoly needed them to slow down, Lex would. He could last one more night in the Compound.

Anatoly met Lex's eyes and cupped his cheek with his hands. "Yes, I am," he answered firmly. It was true that he was anxious, but at this moment, being with Lex outweighed any trepidation he felt. "I'm here with you, and I trust you. That is all that matters."

He kissed Lex gently, wrapping his arms around his neck. There was no hurry, no rush, so he took his time with the kiss, savoring every moment.

Edited 2009-01-02 05:23 (UTC)

Lex placed his arms around Anatoly's waist, lightly holding him there as he answered the lazy kiss, taking his time to explore and savor every bit. He'd wait so long for today and it was everything he'd planned for.

Once they were both more relaxed, Lex leaned their foreheads together and just stood there in Anatoly's presence before he let a small smirk touch his lips. "Have I mentioned how uncomfortable this uniform is?"

"I think you have, a time or two." Anatoly grinned, lightly fingering Lex's tie. "You've suffered long enough for the State, I think."

He drew Lex into a kiss, working at the knot in his tie at the same time. He had never been one to simply rush into things. His style as a lover was very slow, deliberate, teasing.

It had been a long time since Lex had slowed down in his love making. Usually he was in control and had a purpose in mind more then just enjoying himself. The Luthor in him never let him truely enjoy what he was doing, usually just needing to feel something other then the emptiness his father left him with, which resulted in many one night stands and many diamond earrings.

But he trusted Anatoly, more then he'd trusted anyone since his mother died so he took a deep breath and relaxed, submitting to Anatoly's touch and speed, just kissing him leisurely as his hands rested loosely at his waist.

Tie undone, he gently slipped it off Lex's shoulders and tossed it in the general direction of the chair. It missed, but that was the least of Anatoly's concerns at the moment. His focus was now on Lex's shirt and the myriad of buttons.

Each undone button was followed by a lingering kiss, full of passion and promise of more things to come. This was the part he enjoyed most, if he was honest, these steps toward a checkmate of a different sort.

It was true that it had been years since he'd even entertained the thought of doing this with another man, but then, that was the beauty in variations of the game.

As Anatoly finished with the tie, Lex could no longer hold back from participating. He didn't want to startle Anatoly, but he figured helping wouldn't hurt. Still kissing him in return, Lex's hands moved up from Anatoly's waist to the belt belted over his uniform coat and easily unbuckled it, letting it fall with a clatter to the floor at their feet. He tackled the buttons of the coat next, slipping it off his shoulders just as Anatoly reached the buttons it would have hidden.

This was slow and sensual, and Lex's sensitive skin was crawling. Despite the aloof manner he showed to most people, he craved touch. To feel and be felt. But this...this was a touch he wasn't used to, not even from Helen. The promise...it was addicting and almost terrifying. If a Luthor was terrified of anything.

He pulled away for a moment so he could take in the picture Lex presented, shirt unbuttoned and more beautiful than anyone had a right to look. He sighed softly and caressed Lex's cheek gently, almost lovingly. "You take my breath away, do you know that?"

He traced the line of Lex's jaw with his thumb, then pulled him close against for another round of passionate kisses, content with just this, for the moment.

If it were at all possible, Lex would be stunned. He'd never been spoken to like that before. While, he knew he was a good looking man...there was always the undercurrent of an unsaid 'freak' amid the sweet spoken words. In the looks from both lover and stranger. Lex almost preferred it when people said it to his face, because it was easier to ignore in his act to pretend he wasn't self conscious.

As Anatoly kissed him again, Lex almost melted into the kiss, wanting to show with action just how much his words had meant. And not just his words, but the honest sincerity behind them.

It was Lex this time who when to work, not breaking the kiss as he deftly began untying Anatoly's tie and working the jacket off his shoulders.

Anatoly was more than willing to let Lex take the lead, but he couldn't quite keep himself from assisting the process. He pulled his tie off once Lex had gotten it untied and tossed it over his shoulder; his jacket followed shortly thereafter.

He caught Lex's hand and brought it to his lips, pressing a kiss to each knuckle. Then, his eyes firmly meeting Lex's gaze, he flicked his tongue to gently lick the skin he had kissed.

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.."

Edited 2009-01-04 05:41 (UTC)

"I fascinate you? Why?" Anatoly asked, his eyes half-closed from desire. Each caress was like a jolt of electricity straight to his groin. He wanted more of Lex's touch, and the intensity of this wanting both terrified and inspired him.

Lex's shirt was still on, he recognized vaguely and he tugged at it gently until it had fallen off his shoulders as far as it could go. He bent his head forward enough to leave a trail of kisses from his bare shoulder to his neck, ending finally at his lips.

Reluctantly, Lex let his arms drop so the shirt could fall to the floor, joining the rest of the hated uniform. But his hands quickly returned to Anatoly's chest, lightly teasing and stroking both hair and skin, fingers soaking up every touch.

His head rolled to the side to give Anatoly more room to work, and he manged to say before his lips were captured again, "Because your passionate and beautiful and..." The Russian had been dropped as had the last thing he would have added: Anatoly didn't look at him like a Luthor.

Anatoly rested his forehead against Lex's for a moment, needing to build up his courage. He knew where he was with a woman in his arms. A man, even one as compelling and attractive as Lex, was a little out of his depth, as foolish as it might be to think so.

Still, there hadn't been any objections yet, which surely meant he was doing something right...

He took a deep breath then kissed Lex softly, tracing a pattern on his cheek with his fingers. It was a struggle to remember the English for what he wanted to say, but he managed all the same. "Perhaps we should move somewhere more comforable."

While Lex was just as comfortable with men as women, he understood the need for Anatoly to take it slow and figure out what he was doing. This wasn't a time for him to take what he wanted, damned the consequences. It was hard, to slow down and let him control the pace, but Lex knew the benefits were worth it.

So as Anatoly gathered his courage, Lex just put a hand on his back and rubbed small encouraging circles.

"Hmmm....now that's an idea I could get behind," Lex replied in light teasing Russian as he swiped some long curls out of Anatoly's eyes then took his hand and pulled him towards the bed they'd shared briefly while Lex had been sick. Turning, he pushed Anatoly so he was sitting on the bed, then knelt at his feet so he could remove the other's shoes and socks, teasingly slow. He kept his head bowed, concentrating on his work, so to give Anatoly a private moment to regroup.

Edited 2009-01-05 01:46 (UTC)

That was possibly the most sensual thing anyone had ever done for him. He exhaled slowly, his hands braced behind him. This was good, this was fantastically good. If it stayed like this, this pace, then it would be all right.

Once Lex was done, he slowly got up, sat on the bed next to Anatoly and pulled his leg up to his chest so he could undo his own boot. Every once in a while, he looked over through his eye lashes at Anatoly and smiled softly. What a picture he made...Lex couldn't believe how lucky he was.

Edited 2009-01-05 04:38 (UTC)

Anatoly immediately moved to sit behind Lex, pressing a kiss to his bare shoulder. His arms came around Lex and he leaned against him for a moment, breathing in the scent that was uniquely his.

"I want to help," he whispered into Lex's ear as his hands covered Lex's own, helping to undo the laces. Then, unable to resist a little more teasing, he gently bit his earlobe.

At the soft touch, Lex shivered slightly before leaning back, relishing the feel of Anatoly's bare chest on his back. He'd forgotten how wonderful simple touch was.

As his fingers tangled with Anatoly's as they tugged on the laces of the boot, Lex cocked his head, giving Anatoly as much skin as he wanted to tease. He chewed on his bottom lip, not trusting himself to make a sound.

The temptation of Lex's throat could hardly be passed up, Anatoly thought. He made the most of the opportunity, first leaving a trail of featherlight kisses from Lex's earlobe down to his shoulder. He followed this with another nip of his earlobe, then a nip to the delicate skin just behind his ear and then a final one to his shoulder.

During all of this, they both had managed to get the boot off, and started to work on the second.

It was Anatoly who was doing most of the work with the laces on the second boot as Lex closed his eyes and bit back a soft groan. The teasing felt amazing and was driving him crazy at the same time.

When he couldn't take it anymore, he lifted one hand from the laces and reached behind him to lightly grip the hair at the back of Anatoly's head and turned his head to capture his lips in a rough kiss.

In that moment, Anatoly forgot everything but the feel of Lex's fingers in his hair and the fire of his kiss. He hardly noticed when the boot slipped from his fingers; all of his attention was focused squarely on his desire.

He kissed Lex back with equal passion, wanting - needing more. More of his touch, more of his kisses, more of everything.

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