fess up
author: dinosaur
pairing: shane hollander/ilya rozanov
words: 3.7k
tags: for @mean-dom-ilya-week, kinking on game injuries, pain kink, kneeling, RACK, sex toys, watersports, deepthroating, choking, objectification, wet & messy
rating: explicit
summary:
"That was a nasty punch," Shane says.
"That was a nasty hit," Ilya says.
Three weeks, they haven't seen each other in person, and this is what Shane chooses to do tonight.
excerpt:
"Shane," Ilya says nice and loud and slow, to make the point, "you are making me repeat myself." He raises his eyebrows, lets Shane make the choice. "No, I." Shane straightens his back. "I didn't mean. . ." Ilya starts to turn. Shane hurries past him, into the bathroom. "Over the counter," Ilya says. Shane goes. Chest to the marble between the two sinks, head brushing the bottom of the mirror. Not low enough for him to look and see Ilya's reflection. Familiar enough position to have Shane flushed, his legs spreading unconsciously wide. His hands trap neatly behind his back, still cupping the cigarette, a red splotch on his talented hands that Ilya will see to later. Ilya loops the tie around his wrists, knots it secure. Pushes up his hoodie to his arm pits to make sure his ass dimples frame his contrite hands.
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