Birkin gasped. "You are... Making it extremely hard for me to hate you right now." And he really did want to hate Stein for getting him drunk, tying him up, cutting his back, and whatever the hell this should be called. His eyes fluttered shut as he bit back a groan.
"I... I very seriously doubt it." The scientist opened his eyes stared up at the other man, trying his hardest to glare and failing miserably. "I typically don't have one night stands." Birkin was panting by now and not minding this situation all that much. Which bothered the hell out of the part of his brain that wasn't currently focusing on the feeling of Stein's hand. "Oh, God, you're good at this..."
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Date: 2009-06-28 12:38 am (UTC)"I... I very seriously doubt it." The scientist opened his eyes stared up at the other man, trying his hardest to glare and failing miserably. "I typically don't have one night stands." Birkin was panting by now and not minding this situation all that much. Which bothered the hell out of the part of his brain that wasn't currently focusing on the feeling of Stein's hand. "Oh, God, you're good at this..."