Summary:

They sat opposite of one another on the giant couch, feet touching, comfortably stretched out after a long day of training. Brow furrowed, Ilya rested one long finger on his pouty bottom lip. The image brought forth memories of their even longer afternoon in bed and all the places that bottom lip visited on Shane’s body. “What is Omegaverse?” The question brought Shane crashing back to the present. “The What?” --- inspired by this post. ilya discovers rpf fanfic much to his delight and shane's befuddlement.