Summary:

“Ilya’s been looking forward to today, the only full day they could find together this month. Of course, that’s when one of Ilya’s clients decides he needs to close a deal. He genuinely considers hiring an assassin—pulls the number up on his phone and everything—before Shane talks him out of it. ‘Why don’t I come spend time at the office with you?’” (Or: Shane warms Ilya's cock. That's it, that's the fic.)