I know Ilya was packing for the cottage giddy af fantasizing about morning sex with Shane. He pictured shanes little sleepy smile the one he saw after their tuna melt nap and he’s picturing rubbing his morning wood on Shane’s ass and kissing behind his ears and wondering what Shane’s moans will sound like with sleep still in his voice and they’ll fuck on their sides, slow and lazy and Ilya will kiss all over Shane’s face and he can already hear Shane’s complaints about morning breath
he can’t wait he’s so excited he wants to have the most domestic lazy vanilla morning sex

















