Summary:

Ilya’s laugh is loud and delighted and absolutely infuriating. He leans back on his hands, eyes lighting up like Shane just told him the funniest joke ever. “Oh my god,” he says, murmuring something in Russian that’s too quick for Shane’s mind to translate. “You want to have a not- sex competition.” Shane shrugs. “You said I couldn’t resist you so…” “Hollander,” Ilya says fondly, shaking his head, “You have finally lost it.” “Or,” Shane counters, stepping closer, “You’re just not used to losing.” Ilya’s grin widens. He looks Shane up and down, slow and obvious. Shane’s body has never been subtle where Ilya is concerned and he can’t help the heat that floods his cheeks with Ilya’s eyes on him so intensely. “Fine,” Ilya says easily. “We’ll see how long you last.” Shane doesn’t hesitate. “Longer than you will.” ____ 5 times they don’t give in, +1 time someone finally does