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Aleksei takes one of his hands off of the door and grabs Mitya's wrist to gently pull him off. When that doesn't work, he opens his mouth to tell him not to bother, and out of nowhere a mass of fabric — Mitya's scarf — comes from behind and covers his mouth. Aleksei rolls his eyes, and pushes it away from his face. “I can't do it, not now.” His voice rasps over his own ears, tainted with his arousal. Against his will, he feels his ears start to burn. “Just give up on it. There's not—” He chokes on a particularly tight stroke— “T-there’s not much time left till the show starts.”
“You can do it,” Mitya coos. The draping fabric of his clothes envelops the both of them. His sleeves aren't even pulled up. “Just relax for me, okay? Relax.”
Alyosha is cornered by Mitya before a performance at the Korolevskiy Theatre. The time before the curtains open is ticking down...