wraith_demjin



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    “Correct me if I’m wrong, Annabeth,” he drawls huskily, and the sound of his voice makes her bite her lip. His thumbs circle teasingly against the inside of her thighs, just inches away from where she needs him to be. “But didn’t you agree that you weren’t going to touch me?”

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    Through months of careful experimentation, Annabeth learned that one sure fire way to guarantee getting laid was to be caught wearing Percy's Mets jersey around the apartment.

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    “I have a game.”

    “A game? For my birthday?”

    “Mhm,” Ilya kept his lips pressed against Shane's skin as he spoke. “But we have to start it now.”

    “My birthday isn't for two more weeks.”

    “Oh, Shane. I promise you are going to want two weeks when I tell you what it is,” Ilya smirked against his husband's jawline.

    “Tell me.”

    “Thirty-five, yes?”

    “If you're about to make another joke about how I'm older than you—”

    “I want to make you cum thirty-five times for me.”

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    10k words of Ilya giving Shane orgasms

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    “Need a bet to get laid, Rozanov? You’re really that desperate these days?”

    “Nostalgic, maybe.”

    “Wow. Big word.”

    “Shut up, Hollander.”

    Shane shuts up.

    “When I win,” Rozanov continues. “I get you for…twenty-four hours.”

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    Shane and Ilya are in rival frats in their senior year and it's time for the annual Greek Olympiad. A bet is made.

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    Ilya pivots smoothly and turns towards Shane, raising one dark eyebrow.

    If you're horny, let's do it
    Ride it, my pony
    My saddle's waitin'
    Come and jump on it

    His jacket comes off next, and he drops it carelessly on the floor. The tank comes off, slow and sensual, as if his body is fighting him to keep it on. It doesn't drop to the floor. This time, Ilya hurls it across the bed.

    Shane laughs despite himself as he catches it, resists the hysterical urge to sniff it and quickly tosses it aside, “You asshole, what if that hit my glasses—”

    Ilya continues undeterred, hands trailing up his chest, and Shane's breath catches, his body heating as his nerves spark to life. Ilya’s hands make their way to his curls, where he squeezes them with both hands as he thrusts his crotch up in the air.

    Shane snickers, then he falls back against his pillows as a breathless sound erupts from him again.

    Inspired by yet another tweet from @paulasoldestson. OR, Shane's ever-growing list of songs he has banned because Ilya does not know how to behave himself.

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