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“Sub thing is your thing, Hollander,” Ilya reminds him.
Slowly, Shane argues, “Actually, I don’t think it is. I mean, yeah, that part is my thing. But I think you like it, too.”
“Always like sex with you.”
“Not the sex. Or – yeah, of course it’s the sex too. But I think it’s for reasons other than just the sex.”
A chuckle bubbles up out of Ilya, and it dislodges the lump in his throat just a little. “Always so many words and you make no sense.”
Laughing too, Shane explains, “What I mean is, the whole being a dom, thing. I think it’s good for you, too, and not just because the sex is fun. I think it settles you, in the same way it settles me.”
On the anniversary of his father's death Ilya is feeling unsteady; Shane has an idea.
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- Part 3 of Ilya and Shane explore gentle BDSM!
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Then Ilya’s mouth was there. Right on the spot. His lips pressed a soft, lingering kiss to that exact patch of skin below Shane’s navel. It was a combination of the location, the tenderness of the gesture so at odds with Ilya’s usual aggressive passion, and the sheer accumulated sensitivity of weeks of focused attention that broke the dam.
or, that picture of Ilya kissing Shane's lower belly broke my brain.
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- Part 1 of Crashing out over Hollanov