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He's getting good at this game: sneaking his questions between advances, keeping Shane in that warm state of mind where he'll actually answer them, and stifling the panic rabbiting in the base of his skull.
“So, this is thing?” He asks, tilting his head to try and catch Shane's eye. “You are most charming murderer.”
“Don't be a dick,” Shane huffs.
“Me? Never.” Ilya ducks to kiss Shane's cheek, then his nose, then the opposite cheek, pressing their faces together. He can't help kissing Shane again, on the temple this time, before he continues. “I must be lucky,” he says, “to know you are most boring man alive.”
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Ilya goes to Shane's place for the first time since discovering he's a murderer.
- Part 2 of kill me (romantically)
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JANE: We didn't even kiss "Fuck." Shane presses his forehead against the elevator wall, his eyes fluttering closed against the tears threatening to fall. His vision darkens at the edges and he can't quite catch his breath, his chest aching. He sent it. His finger fucking slipped and he sent it. The text sent.
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“What do you say?” Ilya asks, halting his movement to kiss Shane. Shane’s eyes widen and his heart rate picks up. “Please.” “Good.” Ilya holds either side of Shane’s face and brings him into an almost violent kiss. Teeth clash against teeth, noses smash together, and neither of them care if it hurts.
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are you scared (are we playing with fire?) by theoneiam2277
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-11-05
"Yeah, um. Thanks, I guess." Hollander's reply was vacant, and Ilya moved to gather his clothes and pull his boxers on, taking care to keep his movements smooth and casual. He had to get away. Now. Before he did or said something unfortunate. One word from Hollander, naked on the edge of the bed, derailed his plans. "Wait," Hollander pleaded, and there was something undeniably vulnerable in his voice. Ilya hesitated immediately, turned back to the bed. "Hollander?" --- Hotel room 1822 in Montreal, February 2011. What if Ilya did stay a little longer?
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