Summary:

After a busy day, Shane gets overstimulated at a Centaurs party. Ilya helps him.

 

“Do you want to tell me what happened, moy lyubimyy?”

Shane leans forward until his forehead rests in the space between Ilya’s neck and shoulder.

“Just a lot,” he mumbles. “Smells. Noise. Too much.”

“Busy day, hmm? Good thing we have a break now. We can do whatever you want next two days. We can do it all of the next two days. Make the team jealous.”

He waggles his eyebrows even though Shane can’t see. But Shane doesn’t smile or huff. He just presses harder into Ilya’s shoulder, ducking his head like he wants to hide.