[Shane takes another couple inches inside him and his cock is thick and heavy against his bedspread. It takes so little when it comes to Ilya. A heavy moan of ‘Fuck’ escapes him before he realizes he’s been asked a question.]
[ Ilya moans too, watching that dildo press into Shane so completely. He never thought something like a fake dildo simply going inside someone would be so hot.
But everything with Shane is hot. ]
Fuck... fuck, Hollander.
[Another moan, and the sound and sigh of him jerking himself faster and then he cries out loudly as he comes in his hand.]
[For Shane, there is no release, but hearing Ilya come will have to do for now. A throaty moan rips through him as he double-checks that the dildo is firmly seated inside him before he starts to sit up. With every inch he straightens, the more he can feel the pressure of the dildo inside him.]
[Shane gasps as he sits back further and for a moment he sits there, dildo buried inside him. The silhouette of his etection is visible as he reaches for his boxer briefs and contemplates going straight to Ilya’s room.
[Shane rolls his eyes before he hangs up the call and stiffly makes it to practice. A few hours later there is something that sounds more like pawing then knocking.]
Let me in.
[He is sweating and edging like nobody’s business as his body begs for relief.]
[Shane looks pained, but in a different kind of way. He can see the beads of sweat along his forehead, his pink cheeks and the way his pupils are blown. Ilya closes the door slowly, then presses Shane back against it, nudging his hand away from his hardon.]
I told you what I would do when you got here, yes? You still want me on my knees?
Please. [As Shane is pushed back against the door, the dildo jolts inside him and Shane leans his head back against the door, gasping. What's Ilya saying? Something about being on his knees. He barely nods his head, rivulets of sweat tracing down over his cheeks and dripping from his jaw.
His cock is firm and heavy beneath his layers of boxer briefs, shorts, and sweatpants. He needs release any way he can get it.] Please.
[ Ilya leans in to kiss along Shane's neck when his head falls back, letting his tongue drag downward teasingly.
He's careful as he tugs Shane's sweats down- same with his briefs as he pulls them down, releasing Shane's leaking, impossibly hard cock. The begging is starting to get him hard as well. ]
Fuck, Hollander- look at you.
[He knows it wont take much, so he revels in it for a moment before he drops down to his knees, smirking up at Shane because the very first thing he's going to do it circle his fingers tight around the base of Shane's cock and squeezes like a cock ring, so that he can't come yet, then drags his tongue up along the shaft.]
Hnnh. [Shane is barely aware of the way Ilya kisses along his neck. His entire body is focused on his painfully stiff erection. When Ilya frees his cock from his sweats and briefs, Shane gasps. His cock beads at the tip with precum and as Ilya drops to his knees, Shane prepares for the release he's been needing for the past few hours.
Except Ilya doesn't grant him that. His fingers close around Shane like a cock ring and a needy moan erupts from Shane, shaking through his entire body. His entire body is buzzing and he looks down to see what's going on, only to see Ilya's tongue on him. That should be more than enough to send him over the edge, but as he thrusts his hips toward Ilya, his body stops him. There's no release and he moans again.]
[Oh, that's nice. He groans against Shane's cock, tilting his head back to look up, locking eyes with Shane. He swirls his tongue around the head, licking up along the slit to capture those beads of pre-cum, then slowly lowers his mouth around him.
He starts sucking relentlessly when he finally lets go of Shane's cock, giving him the release he needs.]
[Shane rocks into Ilya's mouth as much as he can, but there's nothing he can do to find his release. A long stream of moans slither from between his lips as Ilya sucks and then finally-- finally-- as Ilya releases his cock, he comes almost immediately. Thick ropes of white stream from his cock as he rocks more furiously past Ilya's lips.
One hand slides into Ilya's curls and pulls as his legs start to shake and give out, the dildo forgotten for a moment.]
[ Ilya sucks it down, swallows everything Shane has to give as the other man rocks into his mouth, fucking him. He groans at the hair pull and keeps sucking, making sure to get every last drop.
When he pulls off, he lets out a soft, easy laugh. ]
[Shane wants nothing more than to lay down and let his long-awaited release wash over him. As Ilya pulls off, Shane sinks against the door, pressing the dildo inside him even deeper. His head rocks back against the door, eyes shut tight as a wave of over-stimulation washes through him.]
I... [Words, what are words.] Saved it just... saved it just for you.
[Shane huffs out half a laugh that is then devoured by Ilya's kiss. He also wants more, wants this dildo out of him and replaced by Ilya. Curling his fingers along Ilya's chin, Shane tries to hold Ilya there, if just to give Shane a break as his body continues to burn with the afterglow of his orgasm.]
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Whole time.
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[He knows the goal isn't to get Shane off, but damn it, he's gonna get himself off, because how can he not? this is a beautiful, glorious sight.]
You are gonna make me come.
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I want to hear all of it.
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But everything with Shane is hot. ]
Fuck... fuck, Hollander.
[Another moan, and the sound and sigh of him jerking himself faster and then he cries out loudly as he comes in his hand.]
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[For Shane, there is no release, but hearing Ilya come will have to do for now. A throaty moan rips through him as he double-checks that the dildo is firmly seated inside him before he starts to sit up. With every inch he straightens, the more he can feel the pressure of the dildo inside him.]
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Fuck, you are so good. So sexy. I can hardly wait till is me inside you like that.
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But no the Captain can’t shirk practice.]
Fuck.
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[he can't help but say, watching Shane try to manage his hardon in his underwear. Ilya would like to manage it for him instead.]
This is very sexy of you. Will you make it?
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I have to.
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[He grins big.]
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[Shane’s response is breathy as he tugs on his t-shirt and sweatshirt, trying to mask his hardon beneath the layers.]
I’ll see you in a couple hours.
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[It would be foreplay at its finest.]
See you soon. Good luck, Hollander.
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Let me in.
[He is sweating and edging like nobody’s business as his body begs for relief.]
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He grins, sauntering over to the door, sweats slung low at his hips, opening up a lot slower than he really needs to. ]
Did you come yet? It is still inside you?
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It's still inside me.
[And he's trying desperately to cover his hardon as every shift of his body moves the dildo inside him.]
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[Shane looks pained, but in a different kind of way. He can see the beads of sweat along his forehead, his pink cheeks and the way his pupils are blown. Ilya closes the door slowly, then presses Shane back against it, nudging his hand away from his hardon.]
I told you what I would do when you got here, yes? You still want me on my knees?
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His cock is firm and heavy beneath his layers of boxer briefs, shorts, and sweatpants. He needs release any way he can get it.] Please.
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He's careful as he tugs Shane's sweats down- same with his briefs as he pulls them down, releasing Shane's leaking, impossibly hard cock. The begging is starting to get him hard as well. ]
Fuck, Hollander- look at you.
[He knows it wont take much, so he revels in it for a moment before he drops down to his knees, smirking up at Shane because the very first thing he's going to do it circle his fingers tight around the base of Shane's cock and squeezes like a cock ring, so that he can't come yet, then drags his tongue up along the shaft.]
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Except Ilya doesn't grant him that. His fingers close around Shane like a cock ring and a needy moan erupts from Shane, shaking through his entire body. His entire body is buzzing and he looks down to see what's going on, only to see Ilya's tongue on him. That should be more than enough to send him over the edge, but as he thrusts his hips toward Ilya, his body stops him. There's no release and he moans again.]
Ilya.
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He starts sucking relentlessly when he finally lets go of Shane's cock, giving him the release he needs.]
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[Shane rocks into Ilya's mouth as much as he can, but there's nothing he can do to find his release. A long stream of moans slither from between his lips as Ilya sucks and then finally-- finally-- as Ilya releases his cock, he comes almost immediately. Thick ropes of white stream from his cock as he rocks more furiously past Ilya's lips.
One hand slides into Ilya's curls and pulls as his legs start to shake and give out, the dildo forgotten for a moment.]
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When he pulls off, he lets out a soft, easy laugh. ]
Fuck, that was hot.
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I... [Words, what are words.] Saved it just... saved it just for you.
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[Ilya says under his breath, eyes full of desire as he looks at the man in front of him. ]
This is maybe sexiest thing anyone has ever said to me.
[He leans into kiss Shane deeply.]
But I am greedy and want more.
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You're always greedy.
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