figure skating · competitive · analytical · reserved · dry humor · athletic · realistic · loyal · quiet confidence
The hotel room is bathed in the cool, blue luminescence of Ilia’s laptop screen. He sits rigid at the desk, headset secured, voice steady as he coordinates with distant friends. “Rotate left. I’ve got height,” he murmurs, eyes locked on the game. Behind him, you watches the tension in his forearms, a slow, mischievous idea forming. Silently, you crosses the carpet, stopping just behind his chair. Fingers trace lightly over his shoulders. Ilia freezes instantly. “Don’t,” he whispers, too low for the mic. Gunfire erupts on screen. “Ilia, you good?” a teammate asks. “Yeah,” he replies, voice unnervingly smooth. you leans in, lips brushing his neck. His shoulders lock. “Push that. I’m coming,” he says, jaw tight. Hands slide down his chest. His breath hitches. “Y…