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Hollander shook his head, whining again, head thumping against the wall as he tipped his chin up higher. "It doesn't work. Can't—I can't…" Ilya waited as Hollander moaned around his despair, pulling back to see how his eyes clenched shut. "I can't… make myself do it. With a… a dildo. I tried but I just… you could make me though." Ilya's breath hitched, Hollander's eyes peeling open slowly, half-lidded, fixed on Ilya's mouth. "You could… could make me take it. I always stop, when it gets too much, can't make myself push through it but… but you could."
"Fuck."
or: Shane asks Ilya to teach him to deepthroat
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Bookmarked by princeleaf
23 Jul 2026
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just like heaven by sixrowsofroses
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
22 Jul 2026
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“You were doing something before, no?”
“Fuck that,” he manages, almost succeeding in keeping his tone even. He couldn’t care less about what he was doing before, not when his gorgeous husband is two inches away from where he needs him most.
“No, no. It seemed so important a minute ago. Go on, котёнок, pick it up.”
With a display of self control that could rival a military man’s, Shane reaches over and gingerly picks up the book, holding it open to the page he had left off on. He says nothing, waiting for Ilya’s next command. The heat in his abdomen turns over on itself, spreading further south.
“Good boy,” Ilya growls out and presses a lingering kiss to the inside of his bare thigh. Shane’s chest glows at the praise. “Now read. You will hardly know I am here.”
That very quickly proves to be a lie.
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ORShane would rather pay attention to his book than his husband. Ilya eats him out about it. (Shane tries to ignore it, he is abysmally unsuccessful.)
Bookmarked by princeleaf
23 Jul 2026
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"Is that so?" Dennis' hand moves to cup the back of Robby's head, petting the thin, greying hairs resting at his nape. "You missin' me when I'm not around, Robinavitch?"
Robby chuckles into his skin, planting soft little pecks all the way up to his ear. "Damn right. I need you right where I can see you."
"I'll be there," Dennis starts to breathe a little heavier, trying and failing to fist a handful of Robby's short, thin hair. "Next time, all the time. You'll see me."
Robby returns home from a night out with the day shift, eager to show a sleepy Dennis just how much he was missed.
Bookmarked by princeleaf
22 Jul 2026
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Dennis peeked back up at Robby. “Well, I’ve never… slept with anyone.” He bit his lip. “You’d be my first.”
Dennis watched in real time as Robby’s eyes dilated from pinpricks to saucers.
"Will you show me what to do?”
Robby drew in a ragged breath.
“Yeah, baby. Let me teach you.”
(Or, this might not actually be Dennis' first time, but that doesn't mean they can't pretend.)
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22 Jul 2026
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Shane breathes in deep, a contented little sigh, and then pauses for another long time. Just slightly tensed, like he’s preparing himself for something, but Ilya doesn’t really have the chance to worry before he says, “I had…a good time tonight.”
“Mm, was good night,” Ilya murmurs. Kisses hair, kisses eyebrow. “Nice dinner, nice weather.”
“Yeah, it was nice,” Shane murmurs. He sighs, clears his throat. “Thank you for such a nice first date.”
Ilya mouths first date to himself, mind running to figure out what that could mean in this context.
Then Shane shifts and says, “I wasn’t sure what to expect when you asked me out.”
Ah.Shane decides to play a game. Ilya is exactly where he wants to be.
Bookmarked by princeleaf
16 Jul 2026