KatyKat

shane, under his breath: putting this in the trash. putting this in the—

ilya, across the room: MAKE A BASKET

(shane tosses it in in one. Ilya cheers)

shane: doing the laundry. doing the laundry

ilya, echoing: the laundry.

But, you also have the "more" of it all. Shane doing as he's told from the off; Ilya effortlessly slipping into the dominant role right from the start and Shane revelling in the submission, before they've even gotten physical with each other. And you have "no" in that Vegas bathroom. 'No, you are not in charge here'. 'No, you cannot have what you want, even though you did exactly as I asked'. 'No, this is not on your terms'. 'No, you will wait until I decide I want you'. And then you have Shane standing there, at the cottage, revelling in the fact that Ilya is finally here, in his space, with him. He's preening, patiently waiting for Ilya to touch him; for Ilya to kiss him; for Ilya to decide what it is they will do now. Because he's a good boy. He won't act out of turn. He won't presume he's owed a kiss. He will wait for Ilya to decide what he deserves.

Dom Edward was huge in the Twilight fandom. Where is he in the source material? Fucking nowhere.

People were twisting every Sherlock line into a possible indicator of a D/s dynamic, when even just the romantic relationship between Johnlock was never canonised.

We were out here writing the nastiest little BDSM fics for Klaine, for God's sake. Spinning gold from fucking nothing.

And then Heated Rivalry comes along and just... makes it canon? Holy shit. Truly incredible work. We are so used to giving and now we get to receive.

But, you also have the "more" of it all. Shane doing as he's told from the off; Ilya effortlessly slipping into the dominant role right from the start and Shane revelling in the submission, before they've even gotten physical with each other. And you have "no" in that Vegas bathroom. 'No, you are not in charge here'. 'No, you cannot have what you want, even though you did exactly as I asked'. 'No, this is not on your terms'. 'No, you will wait until I decide I want you'. And then you have Shane standing there, at the cottage, revelling in the fact that Ilya is finally here, in his space, with him. He's preening, patiently waiting for Ilya to touch him; for Ilya to kiss him; for Ilya to decide what it is they will do now. Because he's a good boy. He won't act out of turn. He won't presume he's owed a kiss. He will wait for Ilya to decide what he deserves.