Like they're both laying in bed and of course they're all snuggled up and maybe shane starts lazily playing with ilya’s waistband. Nothing crazy, just lightly dragging his fingers along the band, nails softly scratching enough for ilya's tummy to tense every time his nails pass over a particular spot. Shane starts to notice ilya's cock thickening up, maybe it begins to throb and bounce every time shane's nails press a little harder. Shane looks up at ilya without saying anything, ilya already staring back down at him with a soft smile. Shane smiles back, turning his attention back to ilya's cock and begins to shuffle his way down the length of ilya's body. He palms ilya for a while, pressing small kisses into ilya's exposed hip that his cheek rested against. Eventually he tugs ilya's boxers down, sitting up enough to drag them down his legs and toss them towards the hamper in the room. He grips ilya's cock softly, hot little breaths fan over it as he stares in awe for a minute. He's always so entranced by the shape and weight, how beautiful it looks and how well Ilya knows how to use it. Shane smiles and presses little kisses to the tip, kitten licking the slit and closing his eyes as he finally tastes him. He wraps his lips gently around the head, suckling little by little until he pops off and turns to glance back up at ilya. Ilya has one hand propped behind his head, the other hand resting on his stomach. "Can i just keep it in m'mouth?" shane asks quietly. Ilya runs a hand through his soft black strands and smiles "take what you need, malysh." And so shane lays his head back down onto ilya's hip, his mouth lazily wrapping back around the heavy weight. He sucks softly, his lips wrapped around his teeth as he keeps his head in one spot. His tongue drags on the underside, licking in slow strokes, the hand that once held ilya's cock now draped across his hips and tugging him into his body. "So good, sweetheart. You feel good, yeah?" And shane lets out a sweet small hum, nuzzling his face further into ilya's hip. He begins to suck on the tip, his eyes fluttering closed as he focused on how relaxed and sweet he felt. He suckled and held on to ilya's thighs, relishing in the act. Eventually ilya starts to notice small puffs of air evening out on his pubic bone, shane's grip on his hip beginning to release just the slightest bit. He notices the way shane's jaw starts to slack, his lips still suckling like there's a pacifier in his mouth lulling him to sleep along with the hand petting his hair. He realizes shane has fallen asleep cockwarming him. Ilya smiles and feels his cock twitch at the sight, trying his best to keep himself contained as to not awake his sleeping beauty.