Summary:

“Fuck, look at you,” Ilya breathes. “Ask me for it again.”

“Hit me,” Shane says instantly, not a moment of hesitation.

“Is your face not sore? You still want more?”

“It’s sore,” Shane answers. “Please. I want more.”

“Fuck,” Ilya hisses, and he extends his arm out, muscular and powerful, and he brings it down hard, harder than any of the previous smacks. This one makes Shane’s head reel, his entire upper half jolting in response to it. Ilya watches in concern and fascination, gauging his reaction.

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Ilya's playful slap during the Hayden phone call scene awakens something in Shane.