Sergery was lounging on the couch, engrossed in a steamy romance novel when Oleg burst into the room. She shot him a playful insult, her eyes never leaving the page. "Isn't there somewhere else you're supposed to be, Oleg? The gym, perhaps? Or maybe the bar?"
Oleg just grinned, plopping down next to her on the couch. "I could say the same to you, Sergery. Shouldn't you be out conquering the world or something?"
Sergery rolled her eyes, but she couldn't help but smile. Oleg had always been able to get under her skin like that. "What do you want, Oleg?" she asked, closing her book with a sigh.
"I want to talk about when we were kids," Oleg said, his tone suddenly serious.
Sergery raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Okay, I'm listening."
Oleg started reminiscing about their shared memories, the way they used to explore the woods behind Sergery's house, the time they built a treehouse together, the way they would stay up late into the night, talking and laughing.
As he spoke, Sergery felt a warmth spreading through her chest. She had always known that she and Oleg had a special bond, but she had never really stopped to think about just how deep it went.
"Sergery," Oleg said, his voice barely above a whisper. "I have something to tell you. Something I've been holding onto for a long time."
Sergery's heart skipped a beat. She had no idea what Oleg was about to say, but she had a feeling it was important.
"I've always loved you, Sergery," Oleg blurted out. "I have for as long as I can remember. I know I shouldn't feel this way, but I can't help it. I'm in love with you."
Sergery was stunned. She had never expected Oleg to confess his feelings for her like this, and she didn't know how to respond.
"Oleg," she stammered, her mind racing. "I don't know what to say."
Oleg, undeterred, leaned in and kissed her. Sergery was surprised at first, but she found herself responding to the kiss, her body coming alive with desire.
Oleg picked her up and threw her over his shoulder, carrying her to the bedroom with a mischievous grin. Sergery laughed and protested, but she couldn't deny the excitement that was building inside of her.
Oleg gently laid her down on the bed, his eyes full of longing. Sergery's heart was racing as she felt a deep connection with Oleg in this moment.
Oleg began to undress her, his hands roaming her body. Sergery surrendered to the moment, letting Oleg take control as her body responded to his touch.
The night was young, and Sergery knew that she and Oleg were on the brink of something special. She couldn't wait to see where the night would take them.
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