hollanov free use but for like, touching. looking. sex too, of course, but sometimes ilya just wants to find shane where he is in the house and hold him close with his arms wrapped around him, slipping his hand down the back of shane's pants so he can pet his hole, shane sighing sweetly against ilya's neck. ilya holding his fingertips there and feeling the reflexive clench. kissing shane on the cheek and patting him on his butt before sending him on his way to keep doing whatever he was doing, watching him wobble away on shaky knees, dazed. ilya finding him prepping food in the kitchen, making him lower his pants and lean back against the counter, his hands planted there, not allowed to touch himself while ilya stares at his hardening dick for a few minutes, a little predatory, a little lecherous, standing a few feet away and not letting shane move. and then he simply leaves the room when he's had his fill and made shane writhe and whimper from feeling so exposed. ilya demanding that shane text him pictures of his hole while he's out to dinner with rose, making him excuse himself so he can go contort himself in a bathroom stall and try to get a good angle. he's not allowed to say no and he loves that <3
