Lurker de Lima

3.6k | E | soft Ilya, developing relationship, smut with a side of angst & fluff

“Hollander. Are you good?”

It was fairly typical of Shane to be glassy-eyed and floating for a while after sex, especially if Ilya was particularly nasty with him - holding his face down, pinning his hands behind his back, whispering filth in his ear.

He wasn’t usually out of it for this long, though, and Ilya was starting to become concerned.

He had to leave, he couldn’t stay in Shane’s hotel room forever, but there was no way in good conscience he could leave him like this. He’d cleaned up afterwards, half-dragged Shane into the shower, plied him with cold water: all the usual tricks to help ease him back into reality. None of it had worked.

Or: a series of scenes of Ilya doing his best to take care of Shane, spanning years of their relationship.

I can imagine Cliff Marleau having this energy, let’s say his exes are Jessica, Jenny, Jade, Julie, etc

fake tags - pick any that strike you

Flirting, Social Media, Shane Hollander Calls Ilya Rozanov "Baby", Idiots in Love, Cliff Marlow | Cliff Marleau Finds Out About Shane Hollander/Ilya Rozanov

Okay let’s see here…I’ve never written anything with Marleau in it but I love him!

“Wow, Roz. She’s really into you, huh?”

Ilya turned his phone away from Cliff and scowled at him. “Quit spying on me, Marley. You’re like a nosy old babushka.”

Cliff held his hands up in supplication, but his grin made it obvious how not-sorry he was. “I’m just saying, man, I’ve never seen any of your other girls call you ‘baby’ before.”

Ilya sniffed. “Yes, well. My Jane is special.”

Or: As Shane and Ilya’s relationship evolves, Cliff can’t help being curious: who is Jane, and what kind of power does she have to possess his best friend like that?

Anal Sex, Unprotected Sex, Unsafe Sex, Broken Condom

Oooo okay! Here is my summary for those tags:

They had been out of his size in the brand Ilya always bought when he went to the drugstore, but he figured it didn’t matter so much - they all stretched anyway, right?

He’d honestly sort of forgotten about it until after, when he went to pull out of Shane and they both felt a certain unexpected sensation.

“Did you-?” Shane asked at the same time Ilya swore.

“Condom broke. I’m sorry,” he panted, and started to get up to dispose of it.

“Wait.” Shane grabbed for him, and when Ilya looked at him, it only took him a second to recognize the flushed, bright eyed look on his face. “Do it again. On purpose.”

Or: Shane trips and falls into realizing he likes it raw.