Summary:

Except Shane just sighs, hanging his head shyly and rubs the back of his neck, “I…I didn’t mean to leave that out, you got here early last night, surprised me so I just threw it down there, god, this is uh, not how I imagined you would find out.” “Find out what?” Ilya breathes. “That I’ve been learning Russian since the first time I sucked you dick.” It’s unusually brave of Hollander, and Ilya can’t help feeling that the normal roles they play have been severely flipped. ~~~ Caught reading a trashy Russian romance novel, Shane and Ilya behave exactly as expected (they fuck about it)