thats hot!

ilya should get injured and have to be on rest and this means no more athletic sex and they still tried to do it with shane on top but that hurts too and they’ve had a long week and they’re both tired so shane says “please baby let me take care of you” so he sits behind ilya and just starts jerking him off, nothing too fancy, nice and slow. meanwhile ilya is begging shane cause he’s going sooooo fucking slow and it’s mind meltingly good and his hips keep jumping up in these little aborted thrust so shane has to put his thigh over ilya’s legs to remind him to be still and ilya’s still begging shane please please wanna fuck you need your hole and shane isn’t going to cave on that either so he puts his big fucking hand over ilya’s mouth which is when ilya realizes how huge his hands are and he’s got his whole lower face trapped in this fucking mitt to keep him quiet and if it’s maybe cutting off a little of his air then that’s okay too cause suddenly things are hazy and he feels so fucking good and he cums so long and so hard and then he gets to stay there in shane’s embrace while his brain reboots cause what the fuck was all that

something something shane doing push ups and ilya laying underneath him NOT letting shane kiss him on each drop down and shane’s just heavy breathing a hair away from his lips every time he holds it for three seconds and his eyes are hooded and keep flickering from ilya’s eyes to his lips and he keeps pumping up and down up and down up and down and his sweat starts to slide down his face and ilya restrains from licking it up and oh would you know it shane drops down and his hard cock presses against ilya’s already hard cock and he holds his position just a tiny bit above ilya with their clothed dicks heavy against each other and shane starts shaking with the effort to hold himself and then ilya’s legs slowly find themselves opening for shane to slowly slowly drop into the space made just for him and his hands on either side of Ilya’s head are red from the pressure and then he’s diving mouth open down on Ilya and ilya reciprocates it just as filthily licking at the sweat on his lips and into his warm mouth and something something you see the vision yes ?

sexually repressed people be like “i have an ancient evil stirring within me. no one can know” and its literally just craving intimacy

ilya pressing his hand to shane's tummy while he's deep inside and murmuring "you feel me in there?"

shane going "yeah" all quiet, nodding, eyes hazy. the room is quiet and they're just lit by the soft light of their bedside lamp, ilya hovering over shane with his hands placed firmly on either side of him. ilya murmuring "tell me..." a desperate edge to his voice, please give me more, and shane whimpers, squeezing around ilya's cock. breathes out a, "i feel you there. right here", his hand coming up to touch his abdomen, fingers fluttering right below his navel as he peers up at ilya's face, watches his eyes trail down to look at where shane is touching. and then shane is rubbing, pushing down, whispering, "you're in my fucking guts" and ilya's making a strange whining noise he's barely aware of, eyes rolling a little, nodding feverishly.