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Ilya Rozanov has always been hot. As he aged though, he just seemed to get more attractive to Shane. Now as his husband, who makes his protein smoothies while complaining and does the most subtle things out of love for him; Ilya Rozanov drives him crazy. His husband obviously knows this and uses his powers to be an asshole. It would honestly be out of character if he didn’t.
Lately he’s been wearing the tightest shirts he can find, hasn’t been able to keep his hands off Shane and has been teasing him even more than usual. Shane has become well acquainted with cold showers lately, as long as Ilya isn’t joining them. It all got to be a bit much when Ilya started throwing sultry glances at him in the locker room. He loves his husband but he wasn’t going to let him fuck with his hockey performance, nor did he want to traumatize their teammates like that. He simply raised his eyebrows at Ilya and gave him a warning stare in the moment.
“What the fuck was that, Ilya?” Shane asked aggressively as soon as they were in the car.
“What? I don't know what you’re talking about sweetheart.” Ilya replied innocently as he tried to hide his smile and focus on driving.
“Oh, you don’t know? That’s okay baby, I can show you what I’m talking about at home.” Shane said sternly as he focused on letting his frustrations settle. It was pretty easy as soon as lightning shot to his core as he watched the way his husband gulped and smartly stayed quiet the rest of the ride. He knew exactly how he was gonna teach Ilya that he wouldn’t tolerate his actions again.
He watched as Ilya threw an expectant gaze at him as they got out of the car but he ignored it and made his way inside to change. Ilya trailed after him, clearly waiting for directions, so Shane took even longer, enjoying playing with Ilya. When Ilya finally stopped staring at him and moved to change as well, Shane stopped him.
“That’s okay baby, you won’t need those. Take off your clothes.” Shane said as he made his way to their closet, grabbing something he wouldn’t let Ilya see. Ilya did as asked, standing awkwardly waiting for Shane’s next direction.
“What, nothing else to say, doll? Did you just need mommy’s attention?” Shane asked as he approached Ilya and threaded his fingers into Ilya's hair. Ilya nodded shakingly as he leaned down to nuzzle his face into Shane's neck.
“You’ve got my attention now baby. You’ve been teasing me all week, do you have anything to say for yourself?”
“ ‘m sorry mommy, I just wanted your attention.” Ilya slurred pathetically as he gazed at Shane with hazy eyes.
“Poor thing, it’s too bad you know better than that. Now that you’ve worked me up, I’m going to use you until I’m satisfied. I want you to give me your color on something first.” Shane said assertively as he finally opened his hand and showed Ilya the cock ring from their closet.
“Green please, mommy…” Ilya whined as he tried to nuzzle closer to Shane, he would crawl into his ribcage if he could.
“That’s a good boy.” Shane praised as he poured lube into his hand and lightly stroked Ilya, relishing in the gasp he let out at the lightest touch. He slid the cock ring on, giving Ilya a few teasing strokes before grabbing his phone and setting a timer.
“You’ll take whatever mommy gives you, won’t you?” Shane asked with a sickly sweet tone as he brought a hand up to rest on Ilya’s cheek.
“Yes, yes, anything for you mommy, just please touch me.” Ilya pleaded as he nuzzled into Shane’s touch, staring down at him with puppy dog eyes.
“Greedy boy,” Shane whispered into his ear as he shoved Ilya onto the bed. He straddled Ilya and took his time kissing and nipping at his neck. He shoved Ilya’s legs apart and settled between them as he took one of Ilya’s nipples into his mouth. He sucked on it and nipped at it until Ilya was panting and then switched to the other one. He pinched at the nipple he was previously sucking at as he sucked on the other one. Ilya was letting out breathy gasps and whines as he arched up into Shane's touch.
“Please mommy, I need you.” Ilya whimpered as he fisted the sheets, shaking slightly from the need coursing in his veins. Shane couldn’t help himself, he rushed through prepping himself as Ilya stared at him needily with his pupils dilated and a blush spreading down his neck. He was a sight to behold and Shane needed him in him, right this instant. He returned to straddling him and slowly sank down onto Ilya.
“Mommy’s gonna use you now. You’ll be a good toy for me, won’t you?” Shane asked condescendingly as he rode Ilya at a leisurely pace, roughly holding Ilya’s hands down when he tried to grab him.
“Mhm, I’ll be so good for you mommy.” Ilya whined as he thrusted up to meet Shane’s hips.
“Last I knew, toys couldn’t talk or move baby. Take it all like a good boy and hold still.” Shane commanded as he slapped Ilya. He moaned in response and nodded, biting his lip to hold back anymore noises.
“You’re so big, you fill me so well baby.” Shane moaned as he sped his pace, he started stroking himself in time.
“Mommyyyy…” Ilya whined as Shane’s orgasm crashed over him, spilling over his hand and Ilya’s abs. He rode out his orgasm before the timer went off on his phone. He bottomed out and ground his hips for a moment, relishing in the oversensitivity before getting off Ilya. He whined out before gasping as Shane pulled the cock ring off Ilya.
“You made mommy feel so good baby, can you do that again?” Shane asked as he lightly stroked Ilya, smiling as Ilya nodded aggressively.
“Mommy’s going to use you again, and I expect you not to cum yet, do you understand?”
“Yes mommy, I’ll be so good for you.”
“Such a good toy, take it all for me.” Shane ordered as he lowered himself back onto Ilya, riding him at a lazy pace as Ilya’s eyebrows furrowed. He’s trying so hard to hold back as Shane starts to quicken the pace, stroking himself slowly.
“You know, you’re my favorite toy baby. Nothing else makes me feel as good as you do.” Shane moaned as he bottomed out to grind against him again before riding him faster until his orgasm crashed over him again. Ilya scrunched his eyes shut, willing himself to not spill yet.
“Poor thing, you’ve been doing so good for me. You think you can fuck mommy?”
“Please mommy…. Let me fuck you, can fuck you so good…” Ilya pleaded as he nodded, gripping at Shane’s shoulders as he waited for the permission to flip them. Shane gave a single nod and he was quickly raising Shane off of him to shove him down onto the bed.
“Go on baby, take whatever you need.” Ilya pressed into him, taking a moment to lick and suck at Shane’s pecs before thrusting into him roughly. He chased his own desire as he thrusted into Shane desperately, whining and murmuring mommy over and over again as a mantra. It was all he could think or feel as nipped at Shane’s nipple and came inside of him.
“That’s a good boy, stay right there baby.” Shane praised as he pet Ilya's hair and leant up to kiss him. They kissed heatedly as Shane tweaked his nipple and waited for Ilya’s softening cock to harden again.
“Keep going sweetheart, you said you would make mommy feel so good.” Shane said condescendingly sweet as he tugged at Ilya’s curls. He pressed back against him as Ilya started slowly thrusting into him, whimpering the whole time.
“Good boy, go faster baby. You’re not going to make mommy feel anything at this pace.”
“ ‘m sorry mommy, I can’t. It’s too much.” Ilya whined even as he sped his pace. His eyebrows furrowed as he fought his body to keep going even as molten heat and pain shot through it.
“Do this for mommy or you’ll have to make me cum another way.” Shane said sternly even as he moaned and felt his orgasm build.
“Can’t mommy, too much… Please, I’ll do anything you want.” Ilya begged as he stopped and collapsed onto Shane’s chest, licking sloppily at his nipple.
“Poor thing, I do love when you eat me out.” Shane smiled as Ilya frantically slid between Shane’s legs and pressed both of his knees to his chest. He lapped at his own cum sloppily, groaning at the taste of his own release and his mommy. He had no coordination as he messily licked at Shane’s hole, slurping and thrusting his tongue in. Shane gripped at his hair, holding him there as he ground against his face and spilled over his own stomach.
“So good… So good for me baby, come here.” Shane praised as he gestured for Ilya to come back up. As soon as Ilya straddled him, he was catching him in a slow kiss,and petting his hair. They laid together for longer than usual as Shane willed his legs to stop shaking enough for him to get up and clean them. Ilya’s eyes were still hazy and he was nuzzling his face into Shane’s neck as he played with his hair.
“Okay baby, we have to get up and shower.” Shane said gently as he pressed lightly at Ilya. He whined in reply for a moment before getting up and taking Shane’s hand. He guided him slowly to the bathroom, both with wobbly legs. He sat Ilya down on the toilet as he turned on the shower, waiting for it to hit the perfect temperature.
Shane took his time washing Ilya’s hair, praising him the entire time as Ilya melted into his touch. Afterwards he lathered Ilya’s body with body wash, wrapping him in his arms and leaning him every which way to rinse it off. When it was finally Shane’s turn, he kept one hand on Ilya at all times as he slowly washed his own hair. He twisted in Ilya’s arms, making sure to be touching him somewhere as he leaned any way to rinse his own body.
Afterwards he helped dry Ilya off before drying himself off. He helped Ilya into his boxers and pajama pants and dressed himself quickly. The two climbed into bed, and Ilya instantly was wrapping his arms around Shane and nuzzling his face into his shirt. They fell asleep peacefully as Shane played with Ilya’s hair.