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    "Have you ever done this before?" Shane asked, his thumb tracing Ilya's cheekbone.

    Ilya blinked—processing for a moment—and shook his head. “No. Not.. not with a guy. Not with anyone, really. I'm—" He swallowed hard, embarrassed. "I'm a virgin."

    His words sent a thrill straight to Shane's cock. Ilya Rozanov, who talked so much about girls, was a virgin. His to teach. His to guide.

    "That's okay," Shane said softly, his voice a whisper. "That's more than okay. I'll take care of you, Ilya. I'll show you everything. But only if you want me to. Can I?”

    or — Virgin Ilya Rozanov gets a taste of his beloved captain: Shane Hollander, and is made aware of just how good sex can really be.

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    Ilya laughed, shaking his head. “Fine, fine. You are right. Fifty is ambitious.” He tapped his fingers on the table, thinking. “What about three-point-five? Three and a half?”

    What?

    Shane blinked, trying to catch up with the sudden shift in conversation. “Three-point-five?”

    “Three full orgasms,” Ilya counted on his fingers. “And then a half. It makes sense, since you are turning thirty-five.”

    "A half." Shane set down his wine glass, his brain scrambling to process the casual way Ilya was saying all this. "You're being weirdly specific. And weirdly calm about it. What the hell is half an orgasm?"

    or — Three (and a half) orgasms for the birthday boy, Mr. Shane Hollander.

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    "Vanilla's always been my favorite," Shane said against his skin. "But I think you taste better."

    He moved to the cream cheese frosting last. He scooped a generous amount with sprinkles on top and painted it across Ilya's hipbones, down the crease where thigh met crotch, and finally, finally, around the base of Ilya's aching cock.

    Ilya was shaking. His eyes were glassy, his mouth parted open, chest heaving beneath the ribbon.

    "Happy birthday to me," Shane whispered, and licked the frosting off in one clean, long stroke from base to tip.

    or — Birthday sex. It’s Shane’s birthday, and Ilya is his favorite gift out of them all.

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    “You like this, Hollander? Really?”

    “Yes,” he sobbed, more tears rolling down his cheeks. “Fucking love it. Love it so much, thank you, Ilya. More, please,”

    “Greedy boy,” Ilya scoffed, tugging Shane’s head back roughly. “You always want more. Am I not giving you enough?”

    “It’s not..” he thought carefully, pausing for a moment. “Hit me harder, Ilya.” Another tear fell from his eye, soothing the burn of his cheek.

    “You are sure? I don’t know, does not seem like you can handle it.”

    “I can take it,” Shane breathed out. “I can, I promise. I want it to hurt.”

    Or — Shane’s been trying to work on emotional regulation and his feelings for a while now, nothing seems to work. Nothing but the sensation of hit after hit, slap after slap, delivered straight to him.

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    Ilya froze, his breath stopping entirely. A low, choked sound escaped his throat before he could swallow it back. His eyes widened, pupils dilating into black pools of pure want. And Shane saw it. Saw the tight bulge straining against the front of Ilya’s slim-fit trousers, the outline of it clear as day.

    A slow smile spread across Shane’s lips. He leaned back on the bed, letting his head tilt, letting the new glasses—his glasses now—catch the low light. “Dr. Ilya,” he purred, the roleplay twisting into something way more real now. “You seem.. distracted. Is there a problem with my prescription?”

    Or — Ilya has a thing for Shane wearing glasses.

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    Shit,” he groaned into the dark. 

    Ilya closed his eyes and let himself slip into someplace else. He wasn’t in bed anymore—he was in the gym, eyes raking over Shane’s form. Shane had finished dancing, a knowing smile on his face. He’d push Ilya against the cold mirror, his hands everywhere at once, kissing and touching up on him.

    His stomach tensed, a familiar sensation of pure pleasure and ecstasy creeping up his body. Ilya’s mind flashed back to the wink Shane had given the camera earlier, and a wanton moan climbed up his throat, echoing in his bedroom.

    That was for you, Ilya’s feverish mind supplied. All for you.

    Or — Shane Hollander, a personal trainer, is exactly what Ilya is looking for. Maybe he gets more than he expected.

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    “You can, if you get the words right. All you have to do is focus on being good. Nothing else. You like doing that, yes? Very simple. Say it, a few words can’t be that hard for you.”

    “..I wanna be good,”

    “For who?”

    “You,” Shane breathed, his voice cracking slightly at the end.

    “Very cute, sweetheart. But, full sentences, please. You can put it together.”

    Shane felt his cheeks burn at that. “I wanna.. be good. For you.”

    or — Shane needs to be taken out of his head. Ilya is more than willing to help.

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    Ilya’s eyes glint with excitement. “Whatever I want?”

    “Yes,” Shane breathes, quick, almost desperate. “Whatever you want, please. Anything. Just don’t hurt me,”

    Ilya grins, shaking his head. “You are so tense,” he purrs. “Thought you ran well. Thought you could win. I will take my time with you, yes? Very important. A treat like this does not come often, if at all.”

    or — Hollanov primal play. Shane asks Ilya to chase him through the woods, and..

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    Shane keeps it in mind, to press his lips together and not be so open about his eating habits. It’s all people seem to notice about him as soon as he lets it slip out. He dislikes it. In fact, he hates it.

    Shane would really like it if everyone stopped talking about his diet.

    or — A dive into Shane Hollander’s eating disorder. What happens when Ilya helps Shane open his eyes and realize something is wrong?

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    “Yes, a cold. But you are still sick, I will make sure you get better, and that you are comfortable. Does my Shane need a kiss from his sweet, helpful, and lovely husband to help him get better?” Ilya closed his eyes and puckered his lips, leaning in to meet Shane’s.

     

    “Ilya, no! You’ll get sick too!” Shane laughed, smiling as his head fell back against the couch. “You’ve been looking for any way possible to kiss me, and you’re not subtle about it. You could at least try to not be so obvious, you know?”

     

    or — a short sickfic of ilya fussing over shane while he’s sick ♡

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    If there’s anything Ilya can do well, other than hockey, it’s listening. Ilya knows how to be good. He can listen, follow directions, put his wants to the side and focus on the situation in front of him.

    He knows how to be good. And he will be, for Shane.

    or — Ilya has been mean, acting out, disregarding Shane’s rules and orders for him. Shane discovers what’s wrong: Ilya needs to be put in his place.

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    “I know. I looked for recipe earlier, while you were still sleeping. Found one that fits perfectly with your diet. Is macrobiotic french toast, made by chef Ilya.” He sounded like he was smiling.

     

    “Oh.” Was all Shane could force out.

     

    This was it. The final straw. Ilya was leaving him. Shane had not eaten bread in years, and now, Ilya was making him french toast? Ilya had gone out of his way to look for a recipe that would fit into the diet he was following?

     

    or — Ilya relieves stress by taking care of Shane, and to Shane, that is foreign.

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