[mymansmoon]

ilya pulls his softening cock from shane's hole, watching it emerge, appreciating how shane stretches a little more around the widest point, how the tip hangs onto shane's rim for a moment before slipping over the edge and letting ilya fall heavy between his thighs. ilya sighs in satisfaction. he sits back on his heels and presses his thumbs to either side of shane's hole, which is glistening at the edge and gaping around the space ilya left behind. ilya hums low and says, "show me how good your hole made me feel, kotik" and shane moans, indistinct in that way his sounds always are after a hard fucking. ilya watches shane's hole clench weakly—then takes in the sight he started imagining the moment that fucker in the ball cap attempted to buy shane a drink at the bar earlier: ilya's release, white and thick and slow, drooling from shane's hole. tracking the curve of his gorgeous ass down to the hotel sheets. something in ilya's chest purrs happily. finally. the visible sign of commitment around shane's ring finger is normally enough to nip ilya's possessiveness in the bud. but sometimes, when even that fails to deter shane's most helpless of admirers, ilya craves a more visceral reminder of his claim. there's nothing like this. ilya swipes two fingers through the trail of white and shane's mouth opens without prompting. ilya shudders. he hovers his coated fingers above shane's lips, asks, "who is this, malysh" and slides them in. shane moans. tastes. around ilya, he says, "you."

[firstprinced]

diva (🤨🚬)

[bugslibraryy]

Ilya teaching over eager Shane during the hookup era how to deep throat cock, his thumb hooked inside Shane’s cheek, hand on the back of his neck low voice coaching him through it because Shane had managed to mumble out a “want to do that” when Ilya had taken him to the back of his throat, nose pressed to Shane’s groin as he had swallowed swallowed swallowed him down. Ilya groaning and whispering “good boy” and “nice and messy, make it easier” and “that’s it, breath through your nose and keep going slow take all of it, relax your jaw and let me fill your throat, feel where it belongs”Shane going to fucking molasses over it, his mouth and throat so full and all the instruction and praise making his heart all horny and achy too.

[bugslibraryy]

Ok wait I fell victim to no post night shift nap and passed out but I’m back ! Because I need to say that when Shane gags, because he does- and not a sexy sounding gag but like he thinks oh I’m getting it and he pushes forward too much too fast and like gags hard and has to pull off to swallow against a following gag pushing up his throat- he’s like terrified a little. Because Shane has had bad sex- in terms of, sec he couldn’t perform in and he’s having flashbacks of not being able to get hard for his high-school girlfriends wandering hand and the fucking fear and panic of disappointing someone. But Ilya just clicks his tongue and rubs his thumb over Shane’s mouth and is cupping his jaw in one hand and drawing him up and leaning down to meet Shane half way. He nuzzles their lips together ans kisses next to Shane’s nose. “Ah. Should have known, mr competitive. There is no Stanley cup for sucking cock Hollander, just making me feel good and you feel good da?” And his other hand is rubbing over Shane’s chest, fingers working his nipple in a way that’s making him shivery and keeping him hard.

“Yeah?” Ilya asks and Shane just blinks because his eyes are burning and they aren’t tears not really and then Ilya I asking, “we are good at making you feel good yes? And making me feel good yes?” And to that Shane nods because yes. “Mm then, let me show you this trick too Hollander, how good it feels for both of us” he kisses Shane’s mouth twice and pulls back, gripping his cheeks tighter before softening his touch.

Shane stays where Ilya has pulled him, still on his knees. “You like being good, so be good and listen to me” Ilya whispers and it feels warm, like praise and Shane says “okay” and Ilya says “you want it again?” And Shane nods, flushing and says “yes” and then “please” and Ilya groans and he’s rubbing his cock over Shane’s mouth before pushing in, thumb gently hooking the corner of his mouth. “Like this da? Let me give you it Hollander, you can take it, so good at taking me inside, here too just relax now and breathe” and Shane breaths and focuses on relaxing is jaw, throat, eyes closed and Ilya is giving him little by little. It makes Shane whole body buzz to go slow, but he does, inch by inch as given to him by Ilya.

“There we go” Ilya mutters half to himself and Shane shivers when he feels Ilya in the back of his throat, takes a slow breath instead of letting it spasm, thinks about the wet hot warm pleasure of taking Ilya inside his hole and how he’s made to take it. He is. “Ah. Fucking pretty” Ilya whines and it makes Shane’s ears tingle, cock so fucking hard it’s dripping onto the carpet below him. “Doing good Hollander, fuck. You love it, being good at things, good at my cock” and Shane nods, swallows and lets Ilya sink him all the way down, until he gags soft, able to swallow and relax and breathe.

He stays pin still when he finds a point he can hold Ilya, where his mind whites out and his body starts to fall away from anywhere but where he is holding the shape and weight and size of Ilya, where the saliva is pooling at his lips and chin already.

Ilya’s words are Russian then, cooing low and his hand not hooked by his thumb into the heat of Shane is combing through the top of his hair and then down over the back of his head, petting rhythmically and Shane just sinks and sinks and sinks, heard Ilya mutter “of course, perfect here too” before he cums hands free, messy shooting hot drips that he doesn’t even feel rip through him like an orgasm but more crash through him sweet like a wave and pulling him deeper under tide tide tide. Ilya whines, some of Shane’s cum had hit his feet, shins and he pets Shane’s cheek, warm palm rubbing. He slides his thumb out and traces his wet mouth perfect deep seal.

“Fuck, you’re dripping” Ilya praises and Shane thinks he means his cock but then he feels Ilya’s hand under his chin, smearing wet saliva from under his bottom lip over his throat and down his chest.

Shane’s hard again or maybe never was soft and it makes him fuss, rock his hips and the shifting makes him gag, a small splutter and Ilya is easing him up up. Shane fucking whiiiines at the loss and shakes his head and hands fly up to grip at Ilya’s thighs and Ilya croons, hand cups the side of his face and thumb rubs at his earlobe on the right. “Just half, just half Hollander, god. Then you can have it again. Such a good slut” and Shane is appeased, hums when Ilya’s hand tangles with one of his own.

“Mm just like this, slow and take it all, make that needy cock make a mess for me again and then I’ll fill your throat yes?” Shane’s ears are ringing but he’s nodding, breathing in slow through his mouth and waiting for Ilya to help him bring his head down again, to find that point of total fullness again. Just like they both need.

[raccoonspew]

Sub top Ilya Rozanov begging Shane to let him fuck him. He’s crying he’s messy he’s distraught and sniffling please please pleaseeee Shanya I need it!! and it’s all part of their game but it still feels like life or death for him. Shane is so hard he feels light headed. Send post.

[ilyapasta]

Don’t think too hard about loverboy Shane Hollander. Don’t think about him, full of relief and anticipation when Ilya walks calmly to him in the cottage and kisses the talk of wells right out of his mouth. Don’t think about him smiling and staring adoringly at Ilya beneath him on the couch, relaxing with him. Don’t think about him being determined to take his time, to not rush and fall into old habits. Don’t think about him settling in and stroking Ilya’s face, avoiding putting pressure on Ilya’s bruised ribs. Don’t think about him phrasing his idea to be honest with each other as this spontaneous revelation, rather than something he’s been thinking about and wanting. Because that’s it right? Yes he loves Ilya for who he is, but he also wants to know more, he wants it to be real. He doesn’t want a performance. He doesn’t want Ilya to just do what he thinks Shane wants. He wants to fall in love, and yes, they already are to a point, but Shane wants to do it right now, properly, in this space between the hectic hours they’ve spent together. He wants to relax with him. For once. Don’t think about it!!!

[isolabellz]

hollanov honeymoon scenes

[bugslibraryy]

Ok they so many sweet things for their anniversary, but Shane also gets a custom made made thong, soft white cotton, simple at the front maybe a cute little bow and some ruffles on the thing waistband, but the real gift is on the back, the soft triangle of fabric above where it pulls into a barely there line of fabric for between his ass- the red stitched “Ilya’s” with a tiny heart next to it. He pulls them on after morning blow jobs and showers. Pulls on some soft loose track shorts over them. Ilya discovers them when he inevitably gets all handsy while Shane cooks them breakfast. The playing with the waistband of shanes sweats as he kisses at his necks and feels the soft cotton- fabric higher than expected and he’s like “hmm?” And pulls back just enough, head resting on the back of Shane’s neck looking down and he tugs his shorts down a bit and then he can see the top of the thong, the pretty fabric now visible higher than the waistband is the shorts over Shane’s hips that meet in a just big enough scrap above his ass to hold the word “Ilyas” before disappearing into his ass and Ilya swears goes deadly still and then Shane is being flattened out on his front on the counter, Ilya’s hands all over him, gripping smacking and pulling at his ass as he drops to his knees to get a better look

[peachyjude]

and i do think shane keeps that soft blue hoodie from their emotionally significant first time anal hookup… even though it’s faded and it doesn’t fit him anymore. it’s really been through the ringer from how much he wore it, especially those first few years. i think he keeps it tucked in the back of his closet, or maybe a bin, he doesn’t even pull it out when he and ilya eventually move in together and get married — his little keepsake. and one day when they’re cleaning out their things, the years they’ve spent together evident in just how much they have in their house, ilya finds that blue hoodie, and his heart stutters. he can hardly breathe all of a sudden, remembering the boy in the stairwell looking up at him with stars in his eyes. the boy that was so sweet and shy and perfect for him that first time. how easily he came apart under ilya, warm and pliant. the way it felt natural between them, the way they fit so well. the way ilya knew, even then, that they could be something. were something, something bigger than he could fathom.

and shane finds ilya there, hoodie in his hands, frozen in silence. “oh,” shane says, “that’s — i probably should’ve gotten rid of that ages ago.” ilya looks at him then, still half choked, blurts out, “never. you’re never getting rid of it.” and it dawns on shane that ilya must know why he kept it, all those years. the hidden reel of memories they share between them.

“i wore it for days afterward,” shane says, because he can, now. “because it smelled like you, a little. it was almost like — you were holding me, still. kissing me. kinda stupid, isn’t it?”

and ilya promptly bursts into tears all over the hoodie.

[averagesquire]

the first time shane hears about that numbing throat spray he's scandalized because what the mean you're cheating at blowjobs. those are literally performance enhancing drugs i had to WORK to get my skills and you think you can just spray your throat and get the same result??? Ref bench this guy for the season !!

[antlerpunk]

I WISH I WAS A LITTLE BIT BALDER

I WISH I WAS A WALTER

I WISH I HAD A LAWYER NAMED SAUL BETTER CALLER

[cutecipher]

it really is annoying as hell how someone will talk about how poor people can't avoid ethically dubious products because of how being poor works and then someone with a two story house in the suburbs will take that to mean they can order harry potter books through a drone delivery from amazon and if you criticize that you're a bigot

[cutecipher]

something so incredible about a zionist going to bat for a book series that had discourse about the hook nosed goblin bankers before the terf shit was even a major discussion

[divorcedwife]

studying history is like. here's to another beautiful day of not being pregnant and of having no obligation to ever be. thank you women who fight for abortion and contraception and independance from men for another beautiful day of not being pregnant and of having no obligation to ever be

[spikedru]

there are too many movies. lets start by getting rid of christopher nolan

[lavenderprose]

Look me in my face and tell me that a week or so before their wedding Shane didn't look at Ilya and say, "But Ilya...we can't have sex before we're married..." and it took Ilya exactly five seconds to travel through the stages of grief before he fully picked up what Shane was putting down and leaned over to put his hand hiiiiigh up on Shane's thigh and say, "But baby, I need it. Please, just the tip."

You cannot tell me it didn't happen because I will not believe you.

[sreegs]

[distractionsfromthefood]

[sreegs]