Hollanov Microfic Prompt Fills
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When Shane lifts up from the mat to enter Cobra pose, Ilya has magically appeared in front of him.
One minute nothing but the sunny skies, clear air, and gentle wind.
The next, an intruder.
The coast was supposed to be clear. Last he had checked, his boyfriend was asleep in bed, sprawling out all over the place and mussing up the pillows after a rousing round of Shane riding Ilya until they were both screaming.
For any mortal man, that would be at least an hour long nap.
But truly, there is nothing Shane can do to make Ilya miss Yoga Time.
For the Hollanov April Microfic prompt: Gleam
- Part 1 of Hollanov Microfic Prompt Fills
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 566
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #83062041
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Ilya makes it eight minutes and nineteen seconds before he finally gives into the urge to speak.
“So…now we just wait?” he murmurs, staring down at the spot where his line meets the water, imagining what the feeling might be like when a fish actually bites on the worm at the bottom.
“Yes.” Shane bites out, laser-focused on his own rod.
Ilya sighs and looks around the calm lake, nothing but the sound of birds and the occasional lap of water against the side of their boat to fill his ears.
“Canada continues to amaze.”
For the Hollanov May Microfic prompt: Reel
- Part 2 of Hollanov Microfic Prompt Fills
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 894
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #84079841