TheEveningFlower



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    “I know. I looked for recipe earlier, while you were still sleeping. Found one that fits perfectly with your diet. Is macrobiotic french toast, made by chef Ilya.” He sounded like he was smiling.

     

    “Oh.” Was all Shane could force out.

     

    This was it. The final straw. Ilya was leaving him. Shane had not eaten bread in years, and now, Ilya was making him french toast? Ilya had gone out of his way to look for a recipe that would fit into the diet he was following?

     

    or — Ilya relieves stress by taking care of Shane, and to Shane, that is foreign.

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    Shit,” he groaned into the dark. 

    Ilya closed his eyes and let himself slip into someplace else. He wasn’t in bed anymore—he was in the gym, eyes raking over Shane’s form. Shane had finished dancing, a knowing smile on his face. He’d push Ilya against the cold mirror, his hands everywhere at once, kissing and touching up on him.

    His stomach tensed, a familiar sensation of pure pleasure and ecstasy creeping up his body. Ilya’s mind flashed back to the wink Shane had given the camera earlier, and a wanton moan climbed up his throat, echoing in his bedroom.

    That was for you, Ilya’s feverish mind supplied. All for you.

    Or — Shane Hollander, a personal trainer, is exactly what Ilya is looking for. Maybe he gets more than he expected.

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    “I’m not going to ask Hayden if he can fuck me just so I can be a normal person.”

    “So you want to get fucked.”

    “Obviously, I do, don’t I?” Shane mutters, glancing down at his own crotch. He feels Rozanov do the same, so his face burns and his hand takes on a life of its own, punching the man in the chest. “Stop that.”

    “Hey, I just want to help,” Rozanov replies. Suddenly, Shane notices how close they are and forces himself to take a step back. “It’s not that complicated. You just want to fuck, so do it. Practice. Easy.”

    He has to learn from the best, right? Shane doesn't do things halfway. If he's going to lose his virginity, he's going to learn to do it with all the necessary nuances that Rozanov's promiscuous experience can offer.

    "Okay," Shane exhales, and immediately blushes. "I'll do it. Are you free tomorrow at seven?"

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    Shane Hollander may be hockey’s golden boy, but even he isn’t immune to the flu or even the fever dreams that come with it. Fortunately, his husband, Ilya Rozanov, knows exactly how to take care of him.

    And somewhere between whispered reassurances and the quiet ache of caring for his husband, Ilya also realized that he was living the dream he once thought he’d never get to have.

    OR: domestic Hollanov, where Shane catches the flu, spirals through fever-induced nightmares, and Ilya takes care of him in more ways than one.

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