heroes for hire

i redrew it + with human skin tones! :)

"Bro? BRO?" says Ilya, his hands on his hips. "My name is Baby, or 'Love-Of-My-Life', or 'Beloved Husband', or 'Rozanov' if I'm in trouble. Just like you are now, Hollander."

And that's all the warning Shane has before he's tackled to the couch, and Ilya's kissing him relentlessly all over his face and neck, more to tickle him than anything. In between all the kisses, Ilya is like, "What do you say, Hollander? Do I have to keep helping you remember my name?"

And Shane's laughing so hard he's crying like "No, no, I'm sorry, baby! I'm sorry! I'll never call you bro again." And finally Ilya stops and presses one last kiss to his lips, this one softer and sweeter.

"Okay, good. Now let's get some dinner, bro."

And Shane rolls his eyes, but he leans up to get another kiss from Ilya.

Until one night, weeks later, when Ilya has Shane stretched across the bed. He's been teasing Shane for a while, his mouth licking and sucking, and there's a vibrating toy in Shane's ass that Ilya has the remote to. Shane gasps, trying to tell Ilya how close he is when--

Everything fucking stops. The toy goes still. Ilya's sitting back on his heels and licking at his lips like he just finished dessert.

"What the actual fuck?" Shane asks, but Ilya only smirks. "Oh, fuck you, Ilya."