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[necropolitical]

[ He regards each photo with a smile, letting the scenes distract him from the anxiety gnawing at his nerves. The photo of Nova caught in a state of surprise, blushing and interested (eager?) captivates Vitaly; it’s been a very long time since he made another man look that way. He’d almost forgotten he could. He’d almost forgotten how much he enjoys flirting, teasing - verbal foreplay, yes, that too.

He’d forgotten entirely - and intentionally - how much he prefers men despite how his interest in women has dwindled to nothing over the years. Has he ever been interested in women at all…? Never like he feels for Nova, at any rate. He wonders briefly, though, if it would matter if Nova was female, or if he still had those 'components'.

Well. He doesn’t think it would. But he’s finding he’s glad that isn’t the case; he’s finding he’s thrumming with his own eagerness for what is becoming more and more likely.

He nurses his second vodka of the night and thinks, yes, he’d like to fuck Nova, but - not running. The thought draws a small, closed-mouth laugh from him.

Vitaly lingers on the last picture, brushing his thumb along Nova’s cheek and jaw, letting the pad rest against his fingers. With a little effort, he can imagine the contact of skin against skin. ]

I don’t think any ‘running’ will be involved, коханий. The rest, I can do for you.

I like the look of you blushing; if I can draw it from you in person, I’d like to feel the heat against my lips.

[…]

I’ll stop there. I’m working myself into a state of longing that won’t find relief for some time. Even solitary, temporary relief is out of the question with perpetual cold water in the shower and my brother one bed over at night.

Better to focus on this other photo with your lovely eyes somehow fixed on mine, somehow seeing me across the miles. Now I have a second screen for my phone; I like to change them, you know. So today, you and your remarkable eyes are my lock screen, and Sergiy with Dodo is the background.

My reasons for happiness, the three of you.

[…]

I’ll never tire of looking at you, Vevay.

And please - don’t sober up. Enjoy your night. Have fun and worry about words tomorrow.

…There are things we’ll need to discuss

We have all the time in the world, коханий. I’m certain of it.