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“You’re staring,” Ilya points out.
“So are you.”
“Hmmm,” the alpha hums, moving closer. He taps at Shane’s neck. “You wearing scent blocker?” Shane nods, mute, incapable of doing much else. His breath hitches when Ilya’s thumb rubs over Shane’s scent gland. Once satisfied, Ilya steps into his personal space and drops his face to the junction between Shane’s neck and shoulder. He lets out a low groan. “You smell like… pryaniki.”
((or the one where Shane wears tiny blue swim shorts and drives Ilya crazy))