fic: everybody wants a taste
Author: @aspiringtoeloquence Fandom: Heated Rivalry Wordcount: ~2.9k Pairing(s): Ilya Rozanov/Shane Hollander Rating: E
The problem is this: they’d both discovered somewhere along the way that this kind of pseudo-jealousy/possessiveness was really hot, and now Shane is a little concerned he’s accidentally hardwired his brain to not recognize when Ilya isn’t playing into their weird little fucked up foreplay. “This is real,” he checks once he has made his way to their bedroom. Ilya’s socks are on the floor. “You are really, actually jealous.” “No. I do not do this.” Ilya’s eyes flick to Shane, then back to where he is plugging in his phone. His phone chimes cheerily. “Only reason to be jealous is if you think there is someone who can take from you.” There is a deliberate casual quality to the words, and Shane is too tired for this. Things were so loud and bright at the restaurant, their table too close to the speakers and the rookies high on their six game win streak. He’d been looking forward to them being alone, and they’d been exchanging glances all night, even as they mingled with those who had chosen to celebrate. “There is no one who can do this, so. Is no problem.”
Or: Ilya starts a fight at a bar. They get home and fuck about it, as all healthy couples do.