thinking about hollanov having tender emotional missionary sex on their anniversary, just so much kissing and sweet nothings and praise and “I love you”s whispered between each other’s lips as they hold each other. and Ilya rolls his hips so deeply into Shane until he’s crying out, until they’re coming together, and they are both panting and sweating and teary, kissing each other everywhere they can reach. they’ve been fucking all day, but this one felt like a lot, and they’re sore and bruised and feel so good. so they lay there for awhile, Ilya’s weight settled on top of Shane’s, just holding each other and running their hands up and down each other’s sides and backs and arms, safe and warm in their own lil bubble. and then Ilya is sliding down Shane’s body, much to Shane’s discontent (“noooo keep holding me”, “I got you, malysh”), and he settles himself between Shane’s legs. Shane instinctively starts to pull his legs towards his chest, and Ilya massages Shane’s ass as he spreads his cheeks soooo slowly that Shane is moaning and writhing above him. Ilya’s cum is leaking out of Shane’s hole, and Ilya blows gently over it, petting at Shane’s red, raw hole as he does, which makes goosebumps rise all over Shane’s body, and Shane is muttering in French and doesn’t even realize it, and he’s trying to find Ilya’s hand. Ilya grabs one of Shane’s hands with his own, and continues to pet at Shane’s rim with the other, “oh my lyubimyy, so red and warm, so pretty”, and Shane clenches down over and over, his hole pushing out more and more of Ilya’s cum, “look at me inside you, so beautiful, my Shane”, “it’s all yours, Ilya, just yours, only yours”, Shane whispers back, voice absolutely wrecked. Ilya kisses and kitten licks around Shane’s rim, being so gentle it’s driving Shane insane, and when Shane starts to rock his hips towards Ilya’s mouth, Ilya shushes him so sweetly, “my Shane, we have to take care of your hole, yes? it takes me so good, we must return the favor”, and Shane is whining and nodding and just holding on as his husband starts to eat him out in earnest, always so gentle though, always just on the edge of not enough, and Ilya keeps at it for nearly an hour, rubbing and squeezing Shane’s ass, teasing his hole, licking and kissing and petting Shane all over, until Shane’s orgasm completely takes him by surprise and he comes hands-free, nearly passing out at the cresting wave of pleasure. Ilya leaves a last kiss between Shane’s cheeks, causing Shane to shiver. Ilya crawls back up his husband’s body, and he holds him so tight, kissing all over his face and neck. “thank you, lyubimyy” he whispers, and Shane still doesn’t realize he’s crying, tears on his face and neck and whispering back, “no thank you, thank you, thank you, Ilya”, and Ilya pulls Shane into a slow, deep, unhurried kiss. after a few minutes, Shane starts to come back to himself. he cards his fingers through Ilya’s hair, the smile on his face so warm it could rival the sun, and says, “happy anniversary, baby”, Ilya’s cheek flushing as he smiles back at his beautiful Shane.
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