cane_is_bent



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    Ilya raises an eyebrow at him. “Well?” His accent was thick, heavy, and deep. Shane will swear to every god out that it doesn’t make his stomach flutter. “Are you coming in or do you need to stand at door for longer?” He stands to the side to make room for Shane to fit past him.

    Shane passed him into the room.
    “I was just thinking-“

    “Thinking what?” Ilya interrupts him. “Thinking about how boring the boring sex you normally have is,” he smirks at Shane, all cocky and arrogant and Shane wants to scream at him. Or kiss him. “Thinking about how I will change that?”

    Shane rolls his eyes at him. The nerves from before fluttering away as they get replaced by a feeling of annoyance. “God, you’re so full of yourself.”

    Ilya’s smirk only deepen.
    “Hmm.” He hums. He closes the door and turns to face Shane fully. “You should be full of me.”

     

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    Shane leaves Ilya’s hotel room without his virginity, without his dignity and somehow, without his boxers.

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    She's got her mouth open, too, ready to snap at him to leave, because Shane does not need this right now. He can come back, if he has to, when her son's less fucking vulnerable, high on painkillers and reeling from mood-swings; not that she thinks he will, which, good. Really, she's just about to, when Shane's voice sounds.

    "Ilyaaaaa!" he lets out delightedly.

    For another long moment, nobody moves.

    Rozanov's face has contorted. His brows are furrowed and he's looking only at Shane. Is he confused? Yuna's pretty damn confused. Because–

    "Il-yaaaa!" Shane repeats, loud and sounding – ecstatic, really. Absolutely ecstatic.

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    “Besides, we never get to find out how many times you can cum in an hour.” Rozanov wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

    “You are really annoying, you know that, right?” Shane huffed, but felt heat creeping back into his cheeks at the thought. “I doubt its more than two, like I said before.”

    “Yes, it says in my contract ‘must annoy other teams' players at least once a game’ this is why they pay me big bucks. Also best hockey in league, but mostly to annoy. Was this not on yours?” Rozanov was running his fingers up Shane’s thighs now, and he couldn't help the way his legs fell open in silent invitation, “I think you can do more than two, with my help. Five, I think, sounds like good start.”

    “Five?! Are you kidding me?” Shane scoffed. “That's not, like, even physically possible for a guy. In an hour? Good one, man.”

    “Two hours then, or three. I am not kidding. Neither of us have game tomorrow and plane leaves in the afternoon, we have time.” Shane felt warm at the thought having Ilya for that long. That alone made him want to say yes. “I can show you. Make you feel good, get you to five, if you let me. Will you let me?”

    Or pre tuna melt, Shane gets pushed to his limit

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    It starts, like any good small talk does, about the weather.

    Jane. I am dying.

    Shane is still in bed, spending his last hour before practice clicking endlessly through YouTube when he gets the notification. With no one there to see, he lets the smile settle comfortably as it spreads, and switches apps. He’s about to shoot down Ilya’s latest attempt at desperate seduction when another text arrives.

    I will play next game with no feet because cold took them.

    This... was new.

    Shane expects texts from Ilya to bring him to his knees. They do, but in another way instead.

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