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red wine supernova, fall right into me
it's like nobody wants to talk about shane on his back with his head hanging off the bed getting his throat fucked these days...
reblogging again because of the breathplay of it all. like im thinking about shane wanting to be pushed beyond the limits of his own ability to control his body. starting off being perfectly obedient and taking it so well, but then ilya starts staying in his throat for longer periods at a time between letting him breathe. sliding in and eventually staying in and jerking himself off through shane's throat. animal panic eventually overriding shane's attempts to let ilya have whatever he wants and he starts trying to pull away, then tries to push ilya away, then just flails and thrashes but ilya's got him firmly and he can't escape
Shane is pouting.
Shane is pouting at Ilya and Ilya thinks he will die right there in his living room on a cold Boston evening.
They played each other earlier, Shane had come back to Ilya’s because they’re boyfriends now. Sitting on the couch in Ilya’s living room, Shane had suggested watching something so incredibly boring and Ilya had groaned out in protest—but then Shane had to go and pout out his bottom lip so pink and wet and adorable.
“Pretty please, Ilya.” He says while pouting with big brown eyes blinking at him innocently to tie the whole look together.
Ilya stares for a moment at the sight of his big jock boyfriend looking so cute he could eat him.
“Fine.” Ilya says softly.
Shane’s pout turns into a big cheesy Kermit the frog grin and he grabs the remote to put on the boring movie and snuggles up to Ilya’s side. And god, Ilya loves him so fucking much.
literally every version of somno/somno-adjacent is soooo delicious to me. Ilya getting Shane off fully in his sleep, bringing him off with a steady firm grip and wiping him off afterward, Shane sighing, still asleep, and tucking himself in Ilya's chest. Shane whimpering and rutting against Ilya's thigh in his sleep until he comes, Ilya making soft encouraging sounds, just letting him take whatever he needs. Ilya waking up to his cock in Shane's mouth, Shane's head already bobbing in a steady rhythm. Both of them waking up hard and just immediately wordlessly moving into it, Ilya rocking up against Shane's ass and reaching around to grip Shane, slow and unhurried and warm.
just cried so hard at this that i actually nearly threw up
ilya: scared shitless by a loon shane: gently directs ilya's attention back to the fire to distract him
this has to have been done 1800 times at this point, but now it's 1801
Contrary to popular belief Ilya and Shane are an absolute pair of gossip hens. Nothing is more fun to them than wrapping up the FaceTime filth and then one of them saying “okay so can I be a bitch for a minute”
the thing ! about shane dropping to give ilya head in .05 seconds and then coming up so worried he did it wrong is actually !! that it doesn't matter if he did suck (ha) at it. ilya has got the read on him here. he's not gonna say if it was bad. that's not the point.
the point is that when a #2 draft-pick career-overachiever is desperate enough for your cock to drop the knee at the doorway of your first sexual encounter when he couldn't clock your flirting or his OWN flirting for over a year, and didn't initiate anything until you jerked off in front of him and pushed him against a wall and slid your thumb into his mouth but now! now he leans into your kisses like he is trying to breathe through your lips and clutches at your waist in awe and shoves his hand greedily into your pants to get you hard enough in 12 seconds to suck and THEN asks you with a panicked look on his face if he was bad -- you say, ah no, opposite. too much, too good!
too good of him to be so longing and so eager and so ready for you to take. too good of him wanting to be so good right off the whistle. to want so hard and so wet and so deeply, its consumed the back of his brain and made the back of his throat ache and made him moan around you while he tried to balance covering his teeth and sucking and pulling back your foreskin. too good, that he wants you so so fiercely.
and you double-check your instinct, you ask, is your first time with a man, first time feeling this? leading shane to vocalize it. leading him to his desire. yes, he lunges for your lips. yes, he was curious.
did you like sucking my cock? and he skitters away from it, tries to make his desire less, but you have his desire in your hands and you are scruffing it and forcing it to look at the flame. don't play it off. did you like it. yes? and shane who says of course it was different in a lifetime from now, gives it up instantly and says, yes.
and ilya grips that desire and says, shall i let you have it again? and that!! that is the point.
Anyway scrimmages are enrichment for post-rivalry married on the Cens hollanov. Don’t talk to Shane right now Luca, he’s thinking about slamming Ilya into the boards and saying “Too slow, eh Rozanov?” Before expertly stealing the puck and scoring with reckless aggression on their poor backup goalie. He’s going to suck on Ilya’s bruise later. Wiebe is wondering if this is at all productive but like. Hollander and Rozanov did take a slight pay-cut.
shane and ilya as tumblr text posts part 1 of probably many
*sorry about the quality tumblr turns everything i do into 2 pixels :/
filthy, filthy read
I love how some fics are called shit like "They Only Shoot The Birds Who Cannot Sing" and it's like the most insane porn you're ever read and then some fics are called Spit On Me and it's 18,000 words of the most achingly id-scratching prose you've ever read and they're both. They're both so fucking good. thank God for fanfiction.
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You can't tell me Ilya doesn't have a domesticity kink when it comes to Shane
Ilya finds the most mundane things about Shane hot as fuck
He texts Shane "what are you wearing?" and when Shane texts back a very-Shane response of "my new pajamas, they're from (x) brand", Ilya gets hard as FUCK because it's just so painfully Shane
He loves when Shane chooses to sit down and read a book with a cup of tea on a Friday night instead of going out clubbing
He loves how Shane prefers to fold his clothes before bed, before sex, before he showers
He loves how specific Shane is about things in their house, especially when it comes to cooking and cleaning
He loves every mundane bit of Shane, he lives off of it and relishes in the fact that he's the only one who gets to see Shane relaxed and content
It makes him feel proud that he's the one that makes Shane feel that way
He gets aroused at the sheer domesticity of them together
He just loves Shane so damn much
something about ilya admitting to shane that he looked up the word compatible really gets to me. shane is the one person he never had to hide his language barrier from because shane never treated him differently for it. covering for him at the press conference and never batting an eye at any struggles he had.
the fact that ilya could tell shane that he looked up that word specifically, especially in reference to rose landry, to them, to all of it, and not be afraid to admit that he needed that clarification and reassurance regarding such a vulnerable topic
let's put Scooby and the gang in a genuine horror movie situation, i wanna see what these freaks are truly capable of
"didn't they already do this with—" no. put them in a slasher film. put them in a BLOODBATH. put this van full of weirdoes in a Texas Chainsaw Massacre scenario i have FAITH in them
THEY'D DO WELL IN SAW
okay I'm thinking about this
not Saw specifically but a slasher with a legit body count. Summer camp slashers are overplayed but I think it really works because it's the type of thing the Scooby gang WOULD get caught up in.
like some of the counselors didn't show up (got got) so the head counselor calls his younger cousin to see if him and his friends can fill in last minute. They show up and they're a bunch of nerds, one of them even has an anxiety dog, and they don't have a big role at first. It seems like the movie is setting them up as cannon fodder.
and then the deaths start and suddenly the nerds are locked the fuck in. The little one with the glasses actually fixed the phone line and is taking stock of all their supplies in case the vehicles go out. The counselor's cousin who seemed like a himbo has set up a perimeter and made makeshift alarms for all the doors and windows, knows all the entry points. The anxious one and his dog are keeping the mood up with the snacks and activities that were supposed to be for the kids, making sure nobody panics and starts making dumb decisions. Somebody tried to grab the redhead and she flipped him over and had him zip-tied before anybody noticed. Weren't they a D&D group or something? What is happening???
Fuck the slasher movie just effectively becomes Home Alone but with Four Kevin McAllisters
Bro's fucked.
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at one point the kid with the anxiety dog says, "man, why does this keep happening? this is, like, the eighth time thid year!"
it's barely June. abruptly all the normal councilors understand a) why he has an anxiety dog, and b) why the dog has anxiety too.