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    It was during this hysterical lament that Ilya realized what was wrong, what was off. The initial softness, the confusion, the vulnerability. It was out of character — Shane was so often in control of himself, of what he said, even when emotions were high . . . with one exception.

    If Ilya fucked him particularly . . . intensely, if he got Shane feeling a lot, he'd get soft afterwards. Quiet, a little ditzy, emotional. The first time it'd happened — or the first time he'd recognized it — was years ago in Las Vegas after winning MVP. He remembered the look on Hollander's face when he left — wide and teary-eyed, lip trembling, tripping over himself.

    Since then, with a little trial and error, Ilya had learned how to manage it. Had grown to love it. If he treated him right, he could buff away all of Shane's sharp edges and be left with the soft, gooey inside. Floating and tethering himself to Ilya.

    Now, Shane was out there, floating, without anyone to tether himself to. Falling. And suddenly Ilya was panicking, too.

    or: shane, trying to get over rozanov, has sex with someone else and and falls into subdrop. scared and confused, he calls ilya.

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    Jane: Did I do something wrong? 

    Please, Shane thinks, blinking rapidly. Tell me so I won’t do it again. 

    (Or: the one where Shane drops and Ilya does something about it.)

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    He pointed to the carpet between his spread legs. “Sit."

    Ilya sat as if a leash was wrapped around his throat. Sometimes, he felt like a tamed animal. Like Shane's dog. The great Ilya Rozanov at this man's feet, domesticated. He nuzzled into his warm thigh and wondered if Shane was aware of what he was doing. If it was obvious how Ilya felt, or if Shane just knew him so well that he was acting on instinct with no thought.

    He wondered if Shane would think it's ridiculous, too.

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    Pretty much the second Shane closed the car door, Ilya pounced on him, pulling him into a deep kiss like a man possessed. Shane made a little noise of surprise in the back of his throat before leaning into the kiss, allowing Ilya to explore his mouth with his tongue.

    “Not that I’m complaining,” Shane said, panting a little as he pulled away for air. “but what prompted this?” 

    Ilya just hummed in the back of his throat, starting the car up. Music from his chill playlist permeated the car at a low volume. He started the drive back to their home, one thing on his mind. 

    “Have I ever told you that you sound very hot when you speak French?” Ilya asked casually. He was going a little over the speed limit. Shane, for once, didn’t scold Ilya, instead too busy sputtering at Ilya’s words. 

    “Seriously? That’s what has you hot and bothered?” Shane asked disbelievingly.

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    ilya thinks its really, *really* hot when shane speaks french

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    June 2014, Las Vegas

    Post the Las Vegas Scene, sub!Shane drops hard and Dom!Ilya races to save him.

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    From Jane: We didn't even kiss

    Shane didn't mean to send the text. He was so dizzy and cold and unsteady after leaving Ilya's room, he didn't even remember if he HAD sent the text. His fingers were too numb to undo his shirt buttons, he felt like the floor was dropping out from beneath him, he was nauseous and exhausted and didn't know why he couldn't stop shaking, why couldn't he stop shaking...?

    From Jane: ww dnt v ks

    The text came through as gibberish, and “Fuck.” Ilya threw his clothes back on and ran to get to Shane's hotel room. He'd been too far in his head to pay attention to Shane being quiet and shivering after they were done. Shane had stumbled getting out of bed, bumped into furniture, struggled with the door and Ilya had heard it but he'd been too much of a coward to get out of bed and check and now his submissive was sending gibberish texts and that wasn't good.

    “Sorry sorry sorry.” Ilya muttered as he ran. “I’m coming. I’m coming, hold on.” 

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