You cannot convince me that Shane doesn’t get private sports massages at his house. I’d imagine Ilya might do them occasionally with the team massage therapist in the Bears recovery room, but Shane has them regularly and refuses to have them done in public.
Mostly because he’s loud. If you’ve ever heard athletes get these massages, they hurt/feel amazing and it is common for athletes to moan/groan/gasp loudly throughout.
So when they’re living together, Ilya is white-nuckled in the kitchen gripping the counters as his husband is laying on his massage table sounding like he’s getting fucked six ways to Sunday.
He can’t even watch because Amanda is there and Ilya doesn’t want to make her uncomfortable.
He finally caves and heads to the shower when Shane gasps out, “yeah, right there, fuck.”
He can’t prove it, but he’s pretty sure Shane used to get these massages in the home gym instead of dragging the massage table into the living room. And people said Ilya was a menace.
