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    Media: Here is the goodest most normal boy.
    Me: Oh so he’s a lil fucked up, got it. Here he is developing a bruise kink on top of everything else going on.

     

    Something’s different, just in general. Like wearing sunglasses, a filter of sorts over everything, but if Shane was in any way honest with himself, he’d know it was more like going without for the first time.

    He’s painfully aware of his body these days; how it looks, how it moves, how it responds to… stimuli. And it is responding, lately. His bruises, too: always just there, so used to them they’d barely registered anymore, but recently there’s been a sort of constant hum of them at the edge of his awareness. It’s a layer of input he really doesn’t need right now, busy as he is.

    But he’s been woken up. Restless. Needy.

    Late in bed, when all his chores are done, fingers travel up to his collarbone, where the newest acquisition is waiting for him.

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    five times Mollymauk kisses Caleb and one time Caleb kisses him back.

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    "Okay." Ilya removes his hands from Shane, and then gets up, letting Shane's head fall against the cushion.

    "What?" Shane leans up, his head and chest lifting off the seat. "Where are you going."

    Ilya sits down on the other couch. "Like you just said. You are reading. I don't want to disturb you."

    Shane's mouth falls open. He closes it. Opens it again. Then he flattens it, locking his features down to appear unaffected. "Right. Just… you don't usually listen to me."

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    Ilya wants Shane to tell him what he wants. But that doesn't mean he's going to give it to him.

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    "Always like this." Ilya doesn't know the best way to put this. English words clunky on his tongue. "Pretty eyes fill up with tears for me."

    Shane's lips part in surprise. Ilya wants to push a finger between them, watch his cheeks hollow out around it, but Shane recovers quickly, mouth flattening before Ilya has a chance.

    "It's—it's a normal response," he says, defensive. "Sometimes peoples' eyes water because of, because of the stimulation." Shane winces. "Or… you know what I mean."

    "Oh, yes." Ilya grins. "The stimulation makes all parts of you wet."

    "Oh, god, Rozanov. That's gross."

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    Ilya's obsessed with seeing Shane cry.

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