love that is weighted in gold

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3
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18,649
  1. Finally, Kip starts laughing and presses a messy kiss to Scott’s cheek. “Stop it. Your face. Stop.”

    Scott turns his head to the side to catch his lips in a proper kiss and then rubs their noses together.

    “Your face,” he says and feels Kip’s little giggle as a soft puff of air against his cheek. He’s so weak for him, so utterly smitten. He could still melt into a puddle every time Kip so much as smiles at him.

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    really just some schmoopy married sex post-TLG because they deserve to be so, so happy together (and Scott is still down so bad it’s actually a little ridiculous)

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    English
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    3,726
    Chapters:
    3/3
    Files:
    1
    AO3:
    #77147371
  2. “What are we talking about?”

    “Scott Hunter’s dick,” Ilya immediately says and Shane sighs, looking deeply resigned.

    “That’s not technically true,” Kip offers but Ilya shakes his head at him.

    “Was about to find out how many inches.”

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    Picks up the fantasy described at the end of shimmers that innocent light back but can also be read as a standalone.

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    English
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    Chapters:
    1/1
    Files:
    1
    AO3:
    #78282451
  3. Ilya [07:11]: I think your husband should fuck my husband.

    Kip takes a deep breath and reminds himself that rage-baiting is Ilya Rozanov’s love language and also his primary form of communication.

    Kip [07:12]: That’s kind of a lot for 7 AM on a Tuesday.
    Kip [07:13]: Tell me more.

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    I have absolutely no excuse for this. Can be read as a standalone or part of a series of dramatically escalating instances of Ilya Rozanov haunting Scott Hunter's sex life.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    12,086
    Chapters:
    2/2
    Files:
    1
    AO3:
    #79968186