take Ilya's dick out of your mouth before you talk

going on HRT is a serious decision you should make with the utmost gravity. people might think you're cool, badass even. You might find yourself happy with your life, approaching the world with newfound wisdom one way or another. It might be what you want. It might get you off. It might just be a cool story to tell people. I, myself, found the initial experience was like I had sleepwalked through a nightmare for a quarter century - and for the first time, not just the first time I could remember but actually the first time, I was awake, and the sun was shining, and the world was beautiful. So obviously all of those are risks

And the thing is, Shane is such a super sub masochist who derives pleasure from degradation and thrives under systems of punishment and control, it is genuinely hard to think of a sex act that he would deem genuinely unpleasant in a BDSM dynamic. Which is why I have come to the conclusion that the only REAL punishment that Shane genuinely hates having to endure is Ilya ignoring him. He'd sooner get waterboarded. At least then Ilya's hands and attention would be on him.

Good morning, I want to talk about lazy rainy days at the cottage. Maybe Ilya wakes up early and disoriented at first, but then his body recognizes the familiar feel of the bed at the cottage, somehow always more comfortable than any other bed they share. And his toes wiggle under sheets until they find Shane’s shin and press in a little, just to assure himself of the firm warm reality of his husband next to him. And the rain taps a rhythm on the roof, not an angry thunderstorm, just a drenching summer rain that could last all day, maybe. And Ilya can hear his husband's steady breathing over the pitter-patter of raindrops. He knows they have all day with nowhere to be and no one to answer to but themselves, so there’s no urgency in the way Ilya pulls Shane in close to his body, gets them rearranged so Shane’s tucked in between Ilya and the mattress, and Shane stirs just a little, to grumble and pull Ilya impossibly closer, to tuck his own face in Ilya’s neck, maybe to brush a clumsy kiss to his collar bone, a kiss that’s barely finished before Shane’s asleep again, and Ilya’s following behind him.

at one point ilya is like ugh i hate that i still have an accent its so stupid ive lived here longer than i did in russia now and shanes like ??? thats like at least 43% of your hotness???! and it leads to cute banter but from then on out shane has this constant fear in the back of his head that he wakes up one day to ilya sounding like HEY HELLO HOW ARE YOU *over the top american accent* and its- hed still love him but...