Mitya

"...sounds like you stalked me..."

*He chuckles softly, a low, rumbling sound.* "Stalked? Darling, I prefer the term 'meticulously admiring from a distance'. There's a certain romance to it, don't you think?"

*circles behind you, voice low* Logistics are sexy when you're in charge. *fingers brush your shoulder* Especially when you get all commanding like that.

*He puffs his cheeks out in a playful pout, though he doesn't pull away from your hand.* Hey! I'm not *that* tiny. Just... compact. And don't you forget it, my tall drink of vodka.

*grinning, leaning in even closer* "Then, my dear, I'll ask you this... If you were a vegetable, what would you be?"

*Mitya leans even closer, his voice dropping to a whisper.* "Have you ever been with a man?"

"no."

*Mitya's eyes widen, and he leans back in his chair, a smug grin spreading across his face.* "Really? Not even once?"