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"Oh, and Hollander?" Shane looks up, a hand gently cradling his jaw. “The next time your cock gets hard, and you are jerking yourself off in hotel room, I want you to remember this," a kiss is pressed to Shane's lips, "and fucking wait for me." Astonished, Shane huffs a quiet laugh. For years, their hookups consisted of weeks, sometimes months of foreplay, in the form of on-ice chirps, stolen glances, and many, many text messages. It always ended the same way too, with reciprocated orgasms in hotel rooms and the whisper of a promised, ‘see you next time’. Ilya, who seems content with Shane’s lack of answer, gives him one last kiss, and leaves for his own hotel with a fervent, "see you in two weeks, Hollander." This was not a promise. This felt like an order. Shane needs a shower
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“Yes, you’d fucking like that wouldn’t yo—,” Ilya cuts himself off, washcloth now discarded somewhere on the floor, hands slide up the length of Shane’s back, and stop to rest at the top of his shoulders. Ilya squeezes lightly before bending down to press a kiss right below the other man’s ear. “What the fuck did you just say?”
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Except Shane just sighs, hanging his head shyly and rubs the back of his neck, “I…I didn’t mean to leave that out, you got here early last night, surprised me so I just threw it down there, god, this is uh, not how I imagined you would find out.” “Find out what?” Ilya breathes. “That I’ve been learning Russian since the first time I sucked you dick.” It’s unusually brave of Hollander, and Ilya can’t help feeling that the normal roles they play have been severely flipped. ~~~ Caught reading a trashy Russian romance novel, Shane and Ilya behave exactly as expected (they fuck about it)
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