Shane's Lingerie
Once Shane finds out how horny Ilya gets when Shane's wearing the most boring PJ set, he hatches a plan.
For Christmas, he gives Ilya a box.
Ilya opens the box and inside are a few sets of pajamas. Silk and cotton fabric, and the tops have buttons down the front. The colors are nice, though nothing spectacular. Just dark blue or green. The most exciting pattern on one is a broad striped gray set where the stripes barely stand out because everything's essentially the same color. He pulls them out, confused.
"These are... nice," he says, because he doesn't want to be rude to his wonderful boyfriend. Then again, he's pretty sure Shane knows him well enough that these are definitely not his style.
"Yeah." Shane looks down bashfully at the pair in his boyfriend's hands. "I thought you might like them."
Ilya just nods slowly, trying to think of something to say.
After a few more seconds of mental torture, Shane rips off the bandaid. "Do you think they would look good on me?"
Ilya's jaw drops and his eyes widen to the size of pucks. "These - these are for you?"
"Ilya, I know what kind of clothes you wear to bed. Or what you don't wear." He rolls his eyes. "I know you like me wearing these kinds of pajamas, for some reason. You practically drool when I wear the one set I have that look like these. I already washed these, so if you want, I thought we could maybe - "
Ilya - once he registers what's going on - tackles him to the ground and kisses him senseless. He knows exactly how they'll be spending the rest of the day.
