Archive of Our Own

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It’s Ilya's turn to watch Shane in action. He doesn’t care who sees his face, but he’s not the one in front of the camera right now so he lets himself lean into his folded arms against the arena fence, keeping his face warm in the cold Canada winter.

He’ll never get sick of watching this. The way Shane moves on the back of his horse is poetry in motion. It’s as beautiful as Shane is when he’s underneath him, all the walls and barriers toppled over and nothing but open prairie left.

The way Shane moves in the arena, it’s no wonder the crowd loves him. He is the shining jewel of rodeo, calm and calculated as if each twitch of his muscle is timed perfectly. While Ilya is brash and loud with his movements, Shane’s are so incandescently controlled. How anyone would want to change that in him, clearly does not understand the magic that comes from that man’s limbs.

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