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    Ilya’s lips purse, and he gets that look on his face that means he’s about to say something terrible.

    “You are waiting for me to give you chocolate?” he asks, one of his eyebrows even more arched than usual. There it is.

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    In which the Boston Raiders are playing the Montreal Metros on February 15th, and it's totally normal for Shane to spend Valentine's Day with his very casual situationship.

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    “What is this ‘ball and chain’?” Ilya frowned.

    Ilya's teammate grinned. “Wife. Girlfriend. Nagging you. Controlling. No fun allowed.”

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    "I want to eat you out."

    Shane's gaze narrows in confusion. "But … I don't have…"

    Ilya's thumb brushes over his hole. Once. Twice.

    When it clicks, Shane groans. "Ilya, that's gross," he says, hand coming up to cover his blush.

    Ilya grabs his arm, wrenches it away from his face. "No, you just showered. You are telling me you don't wash your ass? Shane Hollander doesn't wash his ass?"

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    “They didn’t smell you,” JJ mumbles. “You should be in bed.”

    “He should be getting a di-”

    “Shut it, Hudson,” Hayden cut him off, tone warning and harsh. Nobody says anything else. Someone hits him on the back of the shoulder, Shane guesses it’s the coach and he forces himself to stand up and get on the ice for the face off. When he bent down on shaky legs, he did his best to hold back the groan from leaving his mouth.

    “God, Hollander,” Rozanov’s voice almost sounded worried when he spoke. “What the hell is happening to you?”

    The word is out before his brain can even think it over. “Heat.” He says, shaking his head as if to clear his mind and then looking down at the ice. He’s pretty sure he hears Rozanov say something, but he’s trying too hard not to keep up with the game so he doesn’t hear it.

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    As they walk under the water, Shane sighs and arches his entire body like a cat stretching, hair all wet under the stream of water. “It wouldn’t matter, you know that.”

    “What would?” Ilya asks, both hands landing on his hips.

    Shane falls back against him, his back hitting Ilya’s chest and he sighs again as he’s being held under the warmth of the shower. “If I fell asleep, you could still do it.”

    Ilya frowns, slightly confused. He stretches his neck to look at him, “do what?”

    “Fuck me,” Shane answers.

     

    or : hollanov somnophilia & cock warming

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