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Date: 2018-09-22 07:48 pm (UTC)
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[ Strangely, even though Anya had spent an entire night having a lot of sex with Gleb, she couldn't say for sure what he liked. Tea? Order? She didn't even know what it was about her that he liked. Did he have a soft spot for street sweepers? Petite women? Blondes? Frightened girls he wanted to protect? It was all a mystery.

She could just ask, but honestly, who did that? ]


Oh. Um. Y-yes. I did.

...A few times, actually.

Date: 2018-09-27 03:29 am (UTC)
streetsweeper: (пятьдесят два)
From: [personal profile] streetsweeper
Oh, please don't.

[ Anya ducked her head and hid her face behind her hand for a moment. ]

I don't even know what he--what he's thinking. It all happened so fast.

Date: 2018-09-27 10:00 pm (UTC)
streetsweeper: (шестьдесят четыре)
From: [personal profile] streetsweeper
I don't think I was amazing.

But...maybe he would? Like to do it again. I don't know. It seemed...he seemed like he...liked it.

Date: 2018-10-03 02:06 am (UTC)
streetsweeper: (пятнадцать)
From: [personal profile] streetsweeper
[ Anya is now roughly the same shade as the wine that they're drinking. ]

Y-yes. At least, I'm--fairly sure he did? I would have known if he didn't, right? It isn't--I mean. It's an o-obvious thing.

Date: 2018-10-06 11:21 pm (UTC)
streetsweeper: (двадцать пять)
From: [personal profile] streetsweeper
Ah...there really wasn't a lot of 'afterwards.' [ There was a lot of sex, Eve, like a lot of sex and a lot of things that were like sex if not actual sex. Anya wasn't kidding when she said she was insatiable. That pollen does not fuck around. ] We sort of...fell asleep together.

Date: 2018-10-11 06:35 pm (UTC)
streetsweeper: (шесть)
From: [personal profile] streetsweeper
[ Anya laughed helplessly and ducked her head, her hair falling over her face; it was a little embarrassing, but at the same time, she couldn't help but feel a little smug. ]

I think I might have done just that.

I don't think it's dumb. We're friends, we want what's best for each other, don't we?

Date: 2018-10-15 02:59 am (UTC)
streetsweeper: (восемьдесят шесть)
From: [personal profile] streetsweeper
I don't know. I hope he does. I think...no, I know that I do.

But I don't know if he was only helping me or if he really...thinks of me that way.

Date: 2018-10-18 10:38 pm (UTC)
streetsweeper: (семьдесят четыре)
From: [personal profile] streetsweeper
I...could try that, I suppose.

[ It seems so forward, and Anya knows she'll stumble all over herself trying to get the words out. Her only consolation is that Gleb stumbles just as much as she does. ]

Yes, I'll try that.

Thank you, by the way, for letting me talk about everything.

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