“On your knees,” Ilya said softly, just to see what he would do. Expecting Hollander to tell him to fuck off, Ilya’s breath caught in his throat as he watched him sink fluidly to the floor. His gaze stayed on Ilya. Those eyes that were always so sharp were now hazy with desire as he leaned forward to nuzzle and mouth at the bulge in Ilya’s sweatpants.

Boyfriend/Girlfriend

Where?

If it fits

Make me your villan

Light Reading

Conrad being left alone on the beach after an emotional conversation with Belly.

Sign of the times

Time of my Life

i found a dream that i could speak to / a dream that i can call my own