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“You like this, Hollander? Really?”
“Yes,” he sobbed, more tears rolling down his cheeks. “Fucking love it. Love it so much, thank you, Ilya. More, please,”
“Greedy boy,” Ilya scoffed, tugging Shane’s head back roughly. “You always want more. Am I not giving you enough?”
“It’s not..” he thought carefully, pausing for a moment. “Hit me harder, Ilya.” Another tear fell from his eye, soothing the burn of his cheek.
“You are sure? I don’t know, does not seem like you can handle it.”
“I can take it,” Shane breathed out. “I can, I promise. I want it to hurt.”
Or — Shane’s been trying to work on emotional regulation and his feelings for a while now, nothing seems to work. Nothing but the sensation of hit after hit, slap after slap, delivered straight to him.