stolemyhheart



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    Shane and Ilya try something on accident that goes so well that Shane simply has to ask for it on purpose.

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    "I have to go soon," Shane rasped. He was wearing a Dynamo sweater even though he had plenty of his own clothes here. Sleep still clouded his mouth.

    Ilya could have done anything then. Said he needed sleep. Gone to kiss Shane where the hoodie string had left an imprint across one cheek. It wasn't a free day for Shane. At best they had an hour.

    Instead he said, without any conscious thought at all: "How did he fuck you?"

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    Lightly, lightly: "Nice coat." He nearly sounds idle. One hand on Shane's back, sliding down and down. "Is this your husband's, too?"

    He can tell the exact moment Shane realizes the coat is Ilya's: his body goes entirely still. "He likes giving me things."

    "Mm." One final touch, brushing imaginary lint off Shane's shoulder. It takes enormous effort to step back and circle back around to Shane's front. Now he's between Shane and the door, and Shane's eyes are following, hungry. "Not everything, I think."

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    Shane would see the whole mess after his own game in Montreal, of course. This fight would be all over the sports channels, social media pages, the works. Ilya wondered if it would be a bitter reminder that just because a dog chose not to bite didn’t mean it couldn’t. Even if it sat on command all sweet and nice, even it if wagged its tail, even if it rolled over and showed its soft belly. Still had teeth. Still descended from wolves. Still had the potential deep down, even if you let it into the house and called it part of the family. Aggressive dogs got bullets to the head and sometimes Ilya longed to feel cold metal bite against the back his skull.

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    “Of course, there is one problem with waiting until after playoffs.” Shane gives Ilya an inquisitive look while he’s chewing. “You have never lived with extremely hot husband during playoff run.”

    Shane rolls his eyes and refuses to laugh or even smile, not that his face listens. “Oh, you mean my extremely vain husband?”

    “Yes, exactly. You think you will be able to not fuck or jerk off for 10 weeks? It was different before. Now, we live together and sleep together and eat together and play together and run together and work out—”

    “Okay, I get it,” Shane says with a put-upon aggrieved air. “We’ll be here all night if you keep that up.” Ilya gives Shane his patented dirty smirk and Shane feels heat rise in his face again. “Anyway, I’ll be fine. I can definitely make it 10 weeks without.”

    Ilya reaches across the table to give Shane’s cheek a condescending slap this time. “Okay,” he says with deep scepticism.

    In retrospect, Shane really should have heeded that word of warning.

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