Yevgeny was carefully checking Ivan's hands and knees as well, or as much as his vantage point would allow. The old bastard would only be able to fully relax until he was suited up completely again and somewhere grounded.
Thus was his standard of mode of sustaining continued human contact until he died (again).
It was just easier to kill them.
Grunt. Stop that. Think on that later. What about that hot tightness surrounding you? Think about that. Make him squeal and beg. Ah...
Raikov always appreciated an element of danger, didn't he...?
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
timeasmymeasure
no subject
Date: 2011-01-04 09:40 pm (UTC)Thus was his standard of mode of sustaining continued human contact until he died (again).
It was just easier to kill them.
Grunt. Stop that. Think on that later. What about that hot tightness surrounding you? Think about that. Make him squeal and beg. Ah...
Raikov always appreciated an element of danger, didn't he...?