#smart boy

(Not proof read)

Ilya came home from a business trip and instead of hoping on to Shane he took them both out to a club to celebrate his new big achievement,

Even though Shane is happy for his man. He might pull a few strings to make sure they get home early.

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Mature 🏷️ : public jacking off , making out, butt plugs, mentions of car sex, graphic descriptions, easy Shane.

Don’t traumatise your bartender for dick pls

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The chest thumping shake of bas is the only thing keeping Shane awake, he’s sat at the private booth alone as everyone else is dancing or getting loose on whatever alcohol their pockets can manage.

He takes a sip from his now lukewarm glass with a grimace before sighing into his seat

Not that he’d say it out loud but he’d hoped that right now Ilya would be re-arranging his guts with each desperate thrust as a sorry for leaving him alone so long. 5 days.

5 days of thrusting his fingers into his hole in the shower with pitiful whines echoing through the glass, 5 days of jacking off to his man’s insta updates on the couch, 5 days of planning the most mind blowing sex.

You see Yuna got in touch with the CEO of Lamborghini and got Ilya a ambassador deal, he’ll never forget the way Ilya’s face lit up and the tears he had in his eyes as he hug his mother in law to tight she disappeared in his muscle.

Ever since that’s all Ilya had been telling friends, family, even the animals. He knew this meant so much to his husband and did everything to support. But he couldn’t help but be a little hurt as Ilya flew out for his first shoot.

Ilya of course gave him a sweet apology through words and deep groans but that still didn’t help the loneliness he felt pit in his stomach.

That pit only grew as he watched his Husband laughing with friends on the Dance floor, the plug deep in his hole only sinks deeper with each irritated slide down the seat.

Can a butt plug be in your ass for 4hrs? Google can only apparently count up to 2.

As he’s glaring daggers at the back of Ilyas head suddenly Svetlana and rose come into his vision, both women sitting down next to him smirks decorating their lipstick making him grip his drink hard in anticipation.

“So..” Svetlana starts, sliding an elbow onto his shoulder with a shrug “why don’t you give him a show?”

Huh?

Rose laughs to his other side. They really are like the devils on ones shoulder

“You really think we haven’t noticed your glare across the room?”

That makes the blush creep across his face, how long have they been staring? “I didn’t think it was that noticeable”

Both of them giggle fondly but it still felt humiliating to know his misfortune on dick was a laughing stock

The Russian taps his bicep “Really? THE Shane Hollander goes un-noticeable with his bad luck?”

Well that’s fair..but hang on. A show?

He cough into his fist to redirect the conversation “what do you mean a show?”

Both girls look at eachother, talking with their eyes before Svetlana stand and walks over to the dance floor

Rose goes to follow a second later but before she leans into Shane’s ear “show your man what he’s missing out on”

Suddenly he’s left alone again and he notices both the Russians speaking in the rainbow of lights before Ilya starts to walk to the row of chairs by the bar.

Oh he can give a show alright.

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Ilya is mid sip of his refilled vodka when he feels a hand drift across his shoulder, looking over he smiles as he’s pleased it’s Shane who had finally decided to celebrate with him.

“Hey sweetheart, missed me?”

Ilya rubs a thumb over the said hand him as he watches Shane’s hungry eyes travel down the sweat track down his shirt.

Ilya had clearly had a fun night Clearly of dancing,overheating and Still Slightly panting. Clearly from partying with cliff And fuck did he look good

He hums in return, hand moving from shoulder to the denim of his husband trousers as he moves more into his space. Giving a squeeze at the fabric, his eyes travel to connect with his husbands and sleeves a smirk into place

before slowly bringing his lower lip into his teeth heaving his eyes.

Ilya quicks a eyebrow flick he states with a mirroring quirk of lips before huffing a laugh “what’s that face for?”

Without a word Ilya feels a hand travel up his thigh, squeezing the flesh just below his dick

He gasps at the sudden touch with the alcohol making him more sensitive. the words at his tongue are forced out of him as Shane locks his lips onto Ilya’s, already trying to shove his tongue down the Russians intoxicated mouth as crawls into the chair and into his lap straddling his hips. Locking him in place like prey.

Shane begins to move, grinding his hard dick against Ilyas growing erection bringing uncontrollable whines out both men, the vodka and beer off both their tongues mingling into the atmosphere with each airy moan. Nails tangling into sweaty hair and palms desperately gripping at any part of clothing

The Canadian moves away just enough for the line of saliva connecting the lips to still line thick as he reaches into the button of Ilyas jeans, popping it open and slipping into his boxers. loping his fingers around the dick as he tugs gently into a rhythm.

Ilya bites into his cheek to quite the needy moan inching its way off his tongue. The sudden sensation making him jut the hand holding his cock

Groaning as Shane kisses hungrily at his neck still jacking him off at the bar, Shane takes one of the hands at his waist and brings it the his ass forcing Ilya to feel around and grab fistfuls.

They’re now both groaning and whimpering into eachother faces. Shane’s hand tracing the veins and slit of his husbands cock like muscle memory while Ilya squeezes the clothed skin of Shane’s ass like a mad man

Mid kiss Shane breaks off again making Ilya whine in defeat until he feels the man lean in and whisper “you know what?”

Ilya turns to look at him confused “what?”

It’s Shane’s turn to look but this time looks him dead in the eye before giving a final tug making the Russian moan “I’ve had a plug in this entire time”

He laughs as his husband looks at him stunned, blue eyes wide suddenly forgetting about the crime they’re committing right now

“Huh?! Shane.” But Shane is getting off, kindly tucking Ilya away before walking away

Ilya just watches; still hard, panting and clearly dishevelled. He just got played in a bar. By his own husband. And just forgotten about.

The shock turns into gut punching angry, no way can his Shane treat him like a club hookup then just walk off.

He grabs his drink and makes eye contact with the bartender who’s trying not to make eye contact and clearly saw the whole thing

With a sigh Ilya reaches into his wallet and hands a $100 bill

“Just forget that ever happened” the guy takes the bill and just nods

“Nice dick dude”

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Shane walks over the rose and svetlana who are standing by the exit with a massive grin matching their own

Rose punches him in the shoulder “Shane oh my god! That was way more than I was expecting!”

Svetlana adds on “i honestly thought you were gonna kiss him then leave”

Shane shrugs “I mean it would’ve had the same effect”

They all giggle like middle schoolers until Shane feels a stern hand on his shoulder

They all pause to look at the man behind them and see Ilya. Eyes flaming while biting his cheek clearly wanting Shane to answer for himself

Shane pretends the act innocent and smile back “hey baby! Looks like you’re having fun”

Everyone else tries to hide their laughter Ilya’s face only get harder. Clearly that’s not the response he wanted

“Oh someone was definitely having fun tonight”

The hand on his shoulder grabs his forearm pulling him in

“You wanted to get me away so I could be yours for tonight right? Smart boy. But clearly not smart enough” and ducks down to throw Shane over his shoulder

Shane yelps as he’s off his feet “hey! Put me down”

Ilya says nothing and kindly walks past the girls and turns back with a tight smile “I’ll be dealing with his middle school gossip now. Thank you ladies.” And walks off

As they make it to the car Shane can only look down red in embarrassment, he knew this idea would get him what he wanted but he didn’t expect to be treated like a misbehaving prisoner

Ilya puts Shane on his feet at they made it to the car

“Ilya I’m sorry please” but without a word the Russian is opening one of the back doors and gently leading Shane inside before shutting it close.

Sitting in the front seat with a huff he turns to face Shane, cooing at the red state of his husband, eyes wide with tent poking through jeans. Hm just like how he was earlier.

Ilya turns his keys not breaking eye contact

“Here’s what you’re going to do.” A nod in response

“You’re going to take off your jeans and pants, fold them neatly as you do, put your feet up nice and pretty and fuck your self with that plug until we get home, you understand?”

That only gets a shocked moan and a quick pull of his jeans.

Ilya barks laughs smirks and pulls out the bar.

The only sounds in the car are the loud sounds of the engine roaring and the sweet sounds of shane moaning as he desperately fucks himself in the back seat,

The Russian groans as he palms his dick, squeezing to match each moan coming out of his husband

“Ilya..”

“Yes Shane?”

Whimpering “Am I really a smart boy?”

“The smartest boy. Now get to work.”

You are friends with JJ and Penelope as well

He is a good kisser

He would be really experienced in the bedroom

Reader is a good listener, as he likes yapping a lot (he is 100% auDHD)

He is constantly worried about you (as yknow his last girlfriend got shot) (for the canon, you broke up before season 8, and got back together a few months after Maeve died)

He likes when you read to him

He didn't introduce you to his team right away

He is the small spoon, but can be the big spoon if you want

Spencer gets flustered from any compliments you give him

He likes treating you to fancy dinners when he can

He was really awkward when you first met him, but you liked his facts and awkwardness

Reid will sometimes do magic tricks for you

You rush to the hospital immediately if he gets injured during his job (and you make sure to tell the EMTs and nurses to not give him narcotics)

Spencer comes to you when his PTSD gets overwhelming

Pre-season 12 Spencer could barely stand up for you. After season 12, he can and will defend you.

He would put off introducing you to his mother until he knew he could trust you (he has major trust issues)

You live in his apartment alongside him

He isn't home often due to his job

He is a romantic

Reid adopted a guard dog for you

You calm him down after he shoots awake in a cold sweat from a traumatic dream

When you don't know the answer for something, you go to him

Your nicknames for him are 'Spence', 'loverboy', 'babe', and 'honey'

He mainly gets you flowers as a gift

Reid takes care of you when you get sick

He has C-PTSD, so he understands if you have C-PTSD or PTSD as well, and helps you through your traumas too!

He loves any pets you already have

CREDIT FOR DIVIDER: @thecutestgrotto

I literally just spontaneously got the urge to write for Spencer Reid

Roy Mustang + strategy | Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood