dee I'm so deeply infected by professor hollander, I foresee this being a problem for me...how do you see their first hook up going? do they meet up at Shane's very nice grownup house or Ilya's tiny student apartment? do they get freaky right away or start slow? so many options...
do you want that problem to go away? 🥺😘
aahhh yes. i think they definitely meet up in shane's nice grown up house. the idea of sneaking into a dorm room makes what he's going to do way too real and he doesn't need the reminder that this is a student making him this fucking crazy. ilya likes reminding him of it enough anyway 😈
and ilya doesn't give him much of a choice. it's an early morning a couple of weeks later when he comes bounding back into shane's office. "i know you want it, hollander. so let me give it. tell me where you live or i will find out another way. is simple."
despite it being a bitterly cold day in january, shane finds himself burning up. ilya sits on his desk, arms crossed over his chest and smirking down at him. he knew ilya wasn't going to stop, and if he could allow himself to be honest... he didn't want him to either. his private shower time wasn't as fulfilling as it once had been. he needed more; needed real, hot flesh against his own. he glanced up at ilya through his lashes, his bottom lip caught between his teeth.
he reached for a pad of paper and a pen so that he could scribble down his address. he tried to ignore the warmth pooling in his belly at the way ilya hummed his approval above him.
"already so good for me, mr. hollander. i come after practice, yes? eight o'clock?"
shane nods as he blows out a shuddering breath. ilya folds the paper before pulling back the case on his phone and tucking it there. he snaps it back into place before shooting shane a wink. "see you soon, professor."
and it starts very much as we know it, with ilya circling shane like a predator herding in his prey. the first kiss is mind blowing. shane feels absolutely devoured and it's so heady. he feels drunk just from the kissing. after a couple of minutes ilya tells shane that they should get confortable, so he hesitantly slots their fingers together and leads him to the bedroom.
shane is panting like a dog by the time ilya gets him naked and splayed on the bed. he's never felt desire like this before. the underlying shame over who is causing him to feel this way making him burn even hotter. but ilya is actually being quite sweet and attentive. it's when he eventually slips a hand between them and presses a lubed finger against shane's hole that things turn more filthy.
"fuck. so tight, baby. like this pretty hole hasn't been fucked in years."
shane's breath stutters, his body flushes, and he worries his bottom lip. ilya notices this of course, and he raises his brow. "how long has it been, professor hollander? a year? two? my poor little kotenok."
shane wants to fucking die. he should just lie and say yes, he was right. only a year or two. but as ilya pressed a long, thick finger inside of him, he breathed, "more like 23."
ilya stills, his eyes wide and mouth agape. "what?? how is that possi-"
"not since i was in college, no. fuck, i shouldn't have told you that. i just... i don't know it wasn't great that time and i get so busy with work and.. fuck. this is so not sexy."
despite his absolute shock over this revelation- shane is fucking delicious and ilya can't compute how nobody has snatched him up in all this time- that last line makes him grin. he leans in and kisses shane again, finding his prostate at the same time. shane moans and arches his back as ilya pulls away.
"ah, no. is very sexy. like you have waited for me all this time. my good boy." he rubs the tip of his finger upwards again as shane whines and throws an arm over his face.
shane cracks open an eye and briefly nods. ilya looks like the cheshire cat.
"i was not even born yet the last time someone had their way with you."
he smirks as shane whimpers and digs his nails into ilya's shoulders underneath him. he presses a kiss to his temple.
"and i am going to fucking destroy you, baby. wreck you so good that you will go another 23 years without a dick unless it is mine."
