Summary:

“You’ve been good boy so far,” Ilya spoke softly, staring right into Shane’s eyes, “And what do good boys get?”

Shane’s eyes left Ilya’s and traveled down his body until they were locked on the obvious bulge in Ilya’s joggers. “Good things,” Shane breathed, forcing his eyes back up to Ilya’s face.

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Or, Shane has a rough day and Ilya gets him out of his head.