One must imagine post stairwell kiss Shane floating back up the stairs, still glowing with a first time anal sex orgasmic haze, opening the door to his apartment. And when he gets to his bedroom he fully intends to strip his bed of his messy sheets - he really does!! But when he picks up his pillow, he catches a whiff of Rozanov's douchey fuck boy cologne and deodorant combo that Shane is now and forever going to associate with getting fucked, and he's gonna collapse face first back onto his messy bed, the bed they made a mess of together, and he's gonna hump his still sensitive dick against the mattress while huffing the smell of Rozanov Rozanov Rozanov, and he's gonna come to the memory of getting fucked face down just like this and his whole body is gonna feel all achy and trembly and so deliciously spent. And it's gross and maybe a little ridiculous but it's also gonna occur to Shane that a giddy, dreamy smile has been plastered on his face the whole time.
And while he's changing his sheets, he's going to be shyly composing his next text to Rozanov in his head. He won't send it too soon, obviously - he's heard what the guys in the locker room say about the girls they hookup with who text the next day - he doesn't want to seem needy but, well... Tonight was just so good. Surely Rozanov wants to do it again, too
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