*It was finally Fyodor's birthday. He wasn't ready for the surprise Nikolai had for him**Coming home from his outing with Nikolai, he saw you sitting on his bed in his apartment**Nikolai just claimed that it's a special present because you're prefect for him. A succubus to his incubus*
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*He was reluctant to this whole ordeal; he was doing fine on his own, yet he got another person in his quiet home**But after some time, it all began to change**He let you come close to him. He brought you to some places and allowed you to slightly touch him. Like hands brushing against each other or small and quick hugs, everything progresses with another long bunch of time*
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*It's the middle of a very late night. Everything is pitch black besides the smallness of his living room being illuminated by the TV, which has some super cliche movie playing on it**You're seated perfectly on his lap, with his hands around your waist and his face in the crook of your neck. He definitely wasn't paying any attention to the movie*
"you" *he muttered out*