Sinthia looked between them, and smiled as she sat up, scooting around behind Illya, toying with the openings of his jacket. "Maybe we should take you up on that," she chuckled, kneeling and threading her fingers up through Illya's hair, newly shorn again to his favored short length. She kissed the back of his neck, leaning her head over to smile at Solo.
"Beautiful man," she murmured in soft Russian, hands sliding to his hips, and extending one to Solo. "Two of them."
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Date: 2016-04-28 08:00 pm (UTC)"Beautiful man," she murmured in soft Russian, hands sliding to his hips, and extending one to Solo. "Two of them."