http://eyes-adrift.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] eyes-adrift.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] eyes_adrift 2009-02-01 09:49 pm (UTC)

Aryol found himself moved aside, temporarily crushed between the wall and Oleksei.

Oleksei was solid muscle. Aryol couldn't have held his ground if he had wanted to. The dense, broad strength in the captain's body reminded Aryol of Lynx. He imagined Oleksei was just as heavy.

Still, there was no violence in the way Oleksei demonstrated his strength. He could have hurt Aryol, but he had not.

It was a warning. Maybe something more.

His pulse thrummed, pleasantly warm in Oleksei's wake. He caught Oleksei's he moved past, pure male animal and sex.

Aryol stood in the doorway, tracking Oleksei's heavy bootsteps as they retreated down the hall.

After a few moments, he let out a soft, appreciative whistle, then looked to the major, brows raised.

"Nice," he said, impressed.

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