your freckles lead the way/i trace your constellations
A bucksbicycle fic
#hollanov fic, 1.4k words, Rated M
The sly grin returns to Ilya’s face as he undresses, “So, will I get a - what is it - good morning?”
“A happy ending?” Shane snorts, “Maybe. If you’re lucky.”
“I am always lucky. I have you."
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a surprise.
title from "constellations" by jade lemac
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