Eye of the Storm
Hey there. I really love all your Dom!Shane headcanons (yes, I am one of the anons who’s contacted you about them), and I got inspired and wrote a little thing for you. However, I feel you should know a few things before you start reading it: 1) I have never written fanfic for BFU before, and haven’t written anything even remotely fic-like in a good four or five years. 2) This was meant to be much smuttier than it ended up, and I may one day write what I originally planned for it to be. 3) I’m am the acest asexual to exist, and have exactly 0 experience of D/s stuff, so if any of this is wrong I heavily apologise.
I hope you enjoy it. Merry Christmas :)
Ryan, Shane has discovered, is needy sometimes.
He’s needy sometimes, almost desperately so, and he doesn’t let Shane know and it drives Shane absolutely fucking insane.
A lot of the time it’s not even that he’s needy in a sex way. He’s just needy for affection in general, needy for hugs and cuddles and soft, gentle touches and the comfort that comes from letting Shane take control and tell him what to do, even for just a few brief seconds. He gets caught up in his own head and his own fears so easily that sometimes it seems he stops being able to think about anything apart from what happens to be stressing him at that current time.
It’s awful to watch, and Shane hates it, and if he has to found the Stop Ryan Bergara Freaking Out About Shit And Make Him Actually Chill For Once club all on his lonesome, then he absolutely will.