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    “No? Мой любимый,” Ilya coos, and Shane flushes up to his ears, the nickname, coloured by the cadence of Ilya’s voice, how it sounds in Russian, hitting him so unexpectedly he gasps without meaning to. “You have always been a bad liar.”

    Ilya keeps his hand on Shane’s waist, walking him into the restroom, close enough that Shane starts to feel the heat of his body through his clothes. He uses his other hand to carelessly pull the door closed behind them, locking it without even so much as a backward glance.

    “Fooled you,” Shane shoots back and immediately clamps his mouth shut, biting at his tongue.

    He feels a sick little thrill, a sort of vindication maybe, when Ilya’s breath catches.

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    Four years after faking his death after an undercover operation gone wrong, Shane runs into the person he was never meant to see again.

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    “So you agree?”

    “Agree?” It’s getting harder and harder to focus on words when Ilya is pushing, pushing, pushing him until the counter is pressing hard against Shane’s hipbones. Everywhere Ilya touches him leaves behind a pool of embers ready to ignite.

    “Your silk shorts,” Ilya says, slowly, as if to make sure Shane understands him, “They are slutty.”

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    Shane deals with loving someone who's depressed.

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    Shane finds Ilya's necklace in his apartment.

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    Now, he’s at the airport on his way to Tampa for the fucking All-Star Game where he will not only be on the same team as Hollander but where he will also be his captain and center, and fucking Hollander is staring at him half naked from a fucking magazine stand like he’s daring Ilya to buy the magazine.

    He isn’t going to buy it, of course.

    OR; Ilya watches Rose Landry put lipstick marks on one Shane Hollander and loses his fucking mind.

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    Obi-Wan nearly puts his head in his hands at that. It’s a close call. Instead, he huffs and turns his attention away from Quinlan, eyes drifting automatically to find Anakin again. He’s aware he’s hopelessly exposing himself, but then again, it’s not like Quinlan doesn’t know already, and Anakin isn’t even looking at him, so he’s got nothing to lose.

    The bottle comes to a stop, pointing, again, at Anakin.

    Obi-Wan has nothing to lose. Except his sanity.

    The girl whose turn it is blushes and giggles with her friends before meeting Anakin halfway. He grins as he crawls toward the center of the circle and she flutters her lashes, tilting her head to receive her kiss. What a hussy.

    Anakin dips his head and presses his lips to hers briefly. It lasts entirely too long.

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    Anakin gasps wetly, Obi-Wan’s words spilling through his body like an uncontainable wildfire, making his cock—hard again and aching—twitch. Obi-Wan kisses him then, kisses him with an ardor that even drowns out the pain for a moment: dirty and wet as their tongues slide against each other with urgency, delving deeper, sucking and biting at every chance until they’re both short-breathed. The skin around Anakin’s mouth is raw from Obi-Wan’s beard, his lips swollen and spit-slick. He surges up to press his lips to Obi-Wan’s again before dragging them over his jaw, and the sensation makes him shudder with fiery pleasure. Moving his head to create additional friction against the raw skin of Anakin’s mouth, Obi-Wan chuckles and rubs his jaw back and forth until Anakin falls back, gasping. Obi-Wan drops a soft kiss to his numb lips.

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    “Come on, guys,” Anakin is saying to the giant sliding door separating the living area of the loft from the hallway to the bedrooms. His voice carries an odd tone, something that’s difficult for Obi-Wan to pinpoint but that sounds deceptively like desperation. “This is stupid.”

    “This was your idea,” Ahsoka’s muffled voice answers. “Now kiss!”

     

    OR; an obikin new girl au

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    He keeps taking whatever Anakin offers him: takes it with possessive hands, a greedy heart and a gluttonous soul, and the dying embers of a guilty conscience.

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    “Anakin,” Kenobi says with a hint of a reprimand in his voice. “Why aren’t you sleeping?”

    Skywalker staggers further into the room, and a faint blush spreads across his cheeks. He rolls his eyes but it doesn’t do anything to mitigate the color high on his face and the effect it has on his features: a pleased expression flashing clear as ion fire. Having made his way to one of the chairs, he drops down onto it with the elegance of a Hutt.

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    Their bond, ever since Obi-Wan had gone to the Halls of Healing, sits eerily silent at the back of his mind; mute in a manner it hasn’t been in years, maybe ever. Anakin hasn’t touched it since the—diagnosis. Obi-Wan keeps running careful fingers over it, wondering if he’ll feel anything. He never does. With Anakin’s side of it so tightly shut, the once vibrant connection is void of—anything; nothing there to even give him a slight zap at the contact.

    Obi-Wan has never considered himself a masochist. Now, a little pain is lightyears more preferable to the dead nothingness that’s constantly lurking around his connection to Anakin.

     

    OR; Obi-Wan gets himself cursed and makes it everyone’s, but mainly Anakin’s, problem.

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    Obi-Wan twists his fingers inside him, pressing, pressing, and Anakin jolts with pleasure the exact same moment when an entirely different kind of noise rips through the room.

    A stomach growling. His stomach growling. Aggressively.

     

    OR; the one where Anakin refuses to let his stomach cockblock him.

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    the guy i fucked last night woke up this morning, disoriented and looked at me, and said "oh, you're hot." and went back to sleep.

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    He shouldn’t be teasing. Quentin getting up at ass o’clock so he could bake him a surprise birthday cake when he usually painstakingly avoids all kitchen things that don’t involve him being slathered up in something for Eliot to lick off of him is such an achingly sweet sentiment, it actually gives Eliot cavities. If he’s being honest, he wouldn’t even give two shits if the cake was inedible; he still feels like someone shot him up with actual bottled up lovey-dovey emotions so concentrated they gave him honest to god heart eyes.

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    A reimagining of the bonfire scene. Quentin sings. And then some.

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    He steps through the door, unseeing.

    Quentin steps out, feeling, onto the Brakebills campus.

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    Q, however, has stayed away from him since the third time Eliot had jerked violently at his touch. Eliot hates everything about this, most of all the expression on Q’s face. How do you tell the man you love that you crave him, ache for him, love him when it melts your skin whenever he touches you? How do you tell him, and make him believe you?

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    Eliot shifts slightly, opening his eyes. “I almost lost you,” he says, so softly Quentin almost misses it. “Twice.”

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    It’s been a mess, really, between all the things that still needed fixing and all of their unpacked or half-unpacked boxes. Quentin had suggested they cast a sort of interior design spell for arranging all their stuff when the apartment was done, but Eliot insisted they decorate and arrange everything themselves. This is our place, Q, I want us to do it. Which had been so sweet, Quentin felt like turning into a gooey puddle of feelings right at Eliot’s feet.

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