"What reason would I have to butter you up? You aren't a mark. You aren't my mission. You are my partner...and I'd like to think my friend." He said quietly, moving one hand to his side, fingers splaying over his warm skin. "And I meant it. Ever word. You are beautiful, Illya."
A moment later his lips brushed against Illya's shoulder blade and then he was pulling away. "It would probably be more believable because of your size if we pretend that you are...in charge between us. That you are the top in our relationship."
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Date: 2016-03-27 10:32 pm (UTC)A moment later his lips brushed against Illya's shoulder blade and then he was pulling away. "It would probably be more believable because of your size if we pretend that you are...in charge between us. That you are the top in our relationship."