Abruptly dragged upright, Aleksandr could barely gather his wits to apprehend Cheslav's intentions. A violent scowl painted his features, but their classic nature made it of it an aesthetic pastiche of a handsome man in anger.
Belatedly he realized Oleksei was hauling him toward the open door of the ensuite - not without some effort, he noted vaguely - but wholly without compunction.
"What the devil are you-"
Aleksandr found his voice for the first time, somewhere deep and buried.
He attempted to wrest free, which made Cheslav put his head down and muscle him harder.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" he demanded in a hiss, the words forced through his teeth with a tension that equaled the resistance in his body.
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Date: 2010-02-27 05:05 am (UTC)Belatedly he realized Oleksei was hauling him toward the open door of the ensuite - not without some effort, he noted vaguely - but wholly without compunction.
"What the devil are you-"
Aleksandr found his voice for the first time, somewhere deep and buried.
He attempted to wrest free, which made Cheslav put his head down and muscle him harder.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" he demanded in a hiss, the words forced through his teeth with a tension that equaled the resistance in his body.