Summary:

“And the both of you just assumed that, what? Jackie and I would just play along? Did either of us even factor into this stupid thing, outside of making us cum?” Shane asks, crossing his arms. He looks annoyed, one of Ilya's favorite emotions to see painted across his face. “Or was this all about your giant fucking ego?”

Ilya smirks, and Shane groans, throwing a pillow at his face. “Don't even fucking start.”

“Me?” Ilya says, buzzed and happy, thrilled to be irritating Shane as always. “Ego is not the only thing giant about me.”

OR: Hayden & Ilya make a bet. Shane (and Jackie) win.