Meditations on Magic

They're always in and out of the water – lake swims, pool swims, hot tub, showers – so doing his curl routine each time would be crazy when he could be spending that precious time sucking his boyfriend's dick.

Shane's not the biggest fan of how Ilya's styling products feel. He'll tolerate it, but Ilya can tell by his face that the texture isn't his favourite. Less product = more hair touching.

Shane's hands are always in his hair. When they're kissing. When they're watching a movie. When they fuck. When Ilya sits with his head in Shane's lap. When they're napping on the couch together. Shane's hands are usually full of a handful of Ilya's curls.

Shane seems to really like it. One time Shane said Ilya's fluffy hair made him look like a duckling and he's been chasing that high ever since.

They start as creases in the corners of his eyes, the natural consequence of David's awful dad jokes, or Yuna's brand negotiation horror stories, or a stellar Cens reunion, or something wild and out of the blue that their toddler says, or a bitchy comment from Shane from their seats in the stands as they watch games rather than play them, or the way Shane's hip now clicks in a comically loud way every time Ilya spreads his legs.

Initially the lines fade away immediately.

Then, as the years go on, they linger, so that Shane gets to look at them and hear the sound of Ilya's laughter in his head for longer and longer. Then, they stop fading, and Shane can see the evidence of every beautiful moment they've had together etched onto his favorite face in the world.

When Ilya finally concedes and says they're not laugh lines anymore - he's officially got wrinkles, Shane beams at him and kisses each one reverently.

"You know me, I would never complain, but what was that for?" Ilya asks and Shane smiles back at him, knowing the lines on his own face largely mirror his husband's.

"Just grateful that I've spent long enough with you to get to see you with wrinkles."

Jedi Knight Caleb Dume: “I sense a disturbance in the Force.”

Everyone expects: “A Sith? A dark side user? A major crisis?”

As time goes on, we see them more sure footed, knowing what each other liked and disliked, closing their eyes more (especially Shane), knowing each others bodies well enough to not have to experiment as much.

All that to say, I think Ilya likes to sometimes tease Shane by reverting back to that curious exploration. Shane will be on the bed and Ilya will act like it’s the first time he’s seen Shane naked. He’ll run his fingers over Shane’s chest, down his sides (where he knows he’s slightly ticklish and doesn’t really like super light touches there) and Ilya will apologize when Shane flinches like he didn’t know, “oh sorry Hollander, didn’t feel good there? I’ll remember that.” He pretends to 'discover' all the spots that make Shane go absolutely boneless, his neck, across his collarbone, his thighs, etc. He runs his hands over Shane's stretch marks, presses down on his stomach to feel the definition of his abs, traces his various scars and asks, "what happened here?"

By the end, Shane is desperate and tingly because Ilya is still fully clothed, touching him but not enough. Every time he thinks Ilya is done with his exploration, he hears "what is this?" and feels a new light touch over a birthmark on the back of his knee, or a freckle on his arm, or a little scar on his chin.

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