#alan bersten

[mellxncollie]

Ilona Maher and Alan Bersten Dancing With The Stars Season 33 Episode 7

[readmyhockeymind]

Please watch DWTS

[alonelybih]

“Yeah..my boyfriend’s pretty cool, but he’s not as cool as me” (ft. my favorite straight ships atm)

[rvllybllply2014]

Hi yes I volunteer to be squished between them

[beguilingcorpse]

I THINK I HAUVE COVID

[krystinaarielle]

Had the best time last night at Dancing With The Stars! There's an absolutely incredible cast this season. Thanks for taking me back to the ballroom Ariana💞

[bestofme1996]

IF ILONA GOES HOME I WILL RIOT

[bbypsyduck]

IM SOBBING ILONA HOLY FUCK THAT FREESTYLE

[chmerkovskiyvalentin]

[shujubeelamoglia]

Alan Bersten

[always-rolling-my-eyes]

Ilona was SO MUCH BETTER this week

Technically, still some issues, but her nerves subsided and her performance was 10x better and that made all the difference

Good job, Alan!

[5sosnobody1420]

Am I the only one that would totally watch a season of dancing without the stars?? Like… i understand the premise of dancing with the stars is for celebrities to try dancing. But am I the only one that would love an all pro season. (Even if it was a mini off season thing)

Like not all of us can afford the tour, and traditional ballroom competitions aren’t the same. But I’d love to see these pros just dance. (This was inspired watching pasha and Sasha’s recent tik tok) like and pro/pro couples like Val and Jenna and Pasha and Dani could be paired together. And friends like Rylee and Ezra. Again, I know it defeats the whole purpose of this show, but we’ve gotten to know these current pros so we’ll because of social media and I would totally enjoy watching them compete against each other just for fun.

(They’d need better judges probably, and different scoring rules but this would be so fun even as like a mini series during the off season)

[space---girl]

I don't care, if Carrie Ann is giving 10s out like this Ilona deserved atleast a 9!!

[rvllybllply2014]

I love their friendship so much

[alwaysthegeorges]

desire in the dark - ilona maher x alan bersten (2/2)

Summary - the pair gets spicyyy

Warnings - smut (fingering, eating out, piv, multiple orgasms, praise), accidental (and purposeful) love confession, making out, consent, swearing.

Word Count - 1.6k

Song Inspo - secret love song, pt. II

a/n - minors dni! note that this is all fictionalized and does not accurately represent any of these real people. if they want me to take it down, i will. this is just for fun! enjoy, sinners <33

She was finally getting exactly what she wanted. There, with Alan’s hand tangled in her hair, pressing her against the door of his bedroom, she was finally fulfilling the ache in her chest that had been burning for months. Something about the way his lips moved on hers made her positively melt, so captured by the way his body rises and falls with hers.

“How’s this feel?” he whispered against her lips, using his hand on her lower back to pull her body flush against his.

“Amazing,” she panted, eager to have more of him. All her brain screamed for was more. More kisses, more touches, more of the man she had been so enraptured by. Thankfully, without her having to say another word, he seemed to listen to her silent pleas. His hands roamed, caressing her body like it was the most precious thing in the world as he led her towards his bed. 

“You're so fucking perfect," he whispered, a near-growl escaping from his throat as he moved to press fiery kisses against her collarbone. She shivered at the sensation, her breath hitching as his lips burned against her skin. Every kiss sent waves of electricity coursing through her skin, her body responding without thought, without hesitation. 

Alan moved down her body to sit comfortably between her thighs, holding onto her like she’d slip away if he let go. 

“Is this ok?” he asked, peeking up at her from in between her legs. All she could do was nod, words completely escaping her when she met his dark brown eyes. 

“Use your words, baby,” he prompted, his voice low and soothing. A softness remained in his gaze as he waited for her response, his fingertips tracing the inside of her knee absentmindedly.

“It’s more than okay,” she breathed out, eager to have his tongue where she had been imagining it for months. 

With her admission, he finally allowed himself to not hold back. His tongue flicked and teased, working her up, just for him to pause with a smirk and peck kisses on the insides of her thighs while she calmed back down. He did this a few times, licking and sucking exactly where she wanted him to, letting her teeter right along the edge and squirm harshly against the mattress before abruptly removing his touch. He left her breathless and frustrated, wanting nothing more but to grab his head and hold it down there, letting her reach her peak. After the third time he lifted himself from her core, she finally gasped out in exasperation.

“What’s wrong, love?” he asked teasingly, eyeing her through heavy eyelids as he continued marking her sensuous thighs.

“You know what’s wrong,” she said breathlessly, her words laced with desperation. She let her head fall back onto the pillows in defeat once again. If he wasn’t so goddamn sexy…

“Mm, I don’t think I do. Tell me what you want, love.”

“Please, baby,” she pleaded desperately, meeting his eyes once again. Her stomach dropped when she caught a glimpse of humiliating fire in his eye, promising something more sinister than she was expecting. Boy, was she in for a long night.

“You’re such a pretty mess for me,” was his reply, completely ignoring her plea and going back to nipping at her soft skin. 

Torturously slowly, he began running his fingers along her core, gathering her wetness. While locking eyes with her, he dipped each finger inside her, continuing his excruciating pace as she whined out for him.

“What do you want, Ilona?” he asked simply, pumping two fingers in and out of her easily using the slickness he left over from his previous activity. 

Squeezing her eyes shut, she knew exactly what he wanted to hear. Begrudgingly, she let the words slip from her lips, her voice barely a whisper, but thick with desire. “Please let me cum, baby.”

Without another word, Alan focused on pumping in and out of her faster, making sure to hit the spot that drove her wild every time. He leaned down and added his tongue back to the mix, and within mere seconds, he had her arching her back and grasping at the sheets with pleasure. 

He crawled back up to her face as she came down from her high, not being able to keep the smile off his face. Alan kissed her cheek and neck gently, allowing for her to return to Earth before speaking again.

“You’re so fucking hot,” he whispered in her ear, allowing his hands to roam her body once again.

Ilona pulled him into a fiery kiss, not wanting to break their connection quite yet. Her hands grasped the sides of his face, feeling the heat between them surge even more. She deepened the kiss, hungry for more. More of him. Every touch made her heart race, and she couldn't stop herself from pulling him closer, needing him to understand just how much she wanted him.

Alan shifted and aligned himself with her core before giving her one last yearning look.

“Are you sure about this?” he whispered, not wanting to break the moment. Ilona nodded, swallowing in anticipation. 

“Yeah. Yeah, I’m sure. I’ve never been more sure about something.”

Without breaking eye contact, Alan slowly pushed all the way in until he was fully bottomed out. His face flushed as he watched her eyes roll back, his body setting on fire at how she responded to him. His pace was brutally slow at first, making her insides stir with need. She pulled him close, dragging her nails along his back and shoulders as she involuntarily let out small whimpers into his ear. 

“God, you feel so fucking good,” he sobbed, feeling every inch of her body beneath him. His brain went into overdrive, barely being able to handle how fucking well she took him.

Something sparked in Alan, a rush of heat flooding through him at the sound of her breathless mewls. His grip tightened on her, pulling her even closer as the tension between them became palpable. He could feel her body responding to him, making him lose himself in the moment, his mind clouded with nothing but desire for her. His pace quickened, causing her grasps at his body to become more and more desperate. Watching her body tense and her head bury into the pillows beneath her sent him into a spiral. If this was attraction, he had certainly never felt it for anyone else before. Watching the way her eyes squeezed shut and her back arched, he could tell she was close. Alan dropped a hand to trace where they met, and was met with a very sexy and very strained groan. 

 “Do that again- Shit, just like that, right there,” Ilona whined, her body setting ablaze as he worked some sort of magic on her.

“You’re being so good for me,” he gasped in her ear, trying his best not to teeter off the edge right there and then by listening to her raspy pleas and shaky breaths. “God, fuckin love you. Love your body.”

A wave of tension broke inside her at his confession, not being able to handle the building pressure coming from her lower abdomen.

“I don’t— I don’t think I can last any longer, fuck, please—” she sobbed out, grasping desperately at his back.

“Cum with me,” he begged, giving her one more passionate kiss as both of their releases crashed down on them in a wave of ecstasy. All at once, it felt like their bodies became one in their throws of blazed euphoria.

As they calmed, he pulled her close. Though they were around the same size, he somehow made her feel so dainty and small. They laid there together in the quiet, the world outside slipping away as they shared this beautiful moment of intimacy. His warmth enveloped her, his steadying heartbeat calming her racing thoughts. It felt like time had slowed, and all that mattered was the feeling of being held, safe, and cherished in his arms.

“I love you, Alan,” she admitted, feeling the pressure of those words lift off her chest almost immediately. The relief of it all finally being out in the open flooded her, and for the first time in what felt like forever, her heart felt light. She waited, breathlessly, for his response, her chest tight with hope and fear, unsure of what to expect but knowing she couldn't take back what she had just said. The logic part of her brain wanted to scream at her, telling her he only said it because of the heat of the moment. Her heart, however, silenced it, letting Alan himself decide how he wanted to respond.

“I love you so much it hurts, Ilona.”

Her breath caught in her throat, the weight of his words sinking into her chest like a promise she had been waiting for her entire life. She met his gaze, her heart racing as he cupped her face gently, his thumb brushing over her cheek tenderly. The vulnerability in his eyes mirrored her own, and for a fleeting moment, she could see what the rest of her life looked like.

The tension between them melted away, replaced by an overwhelming sense of understanding, of two people finally finding what they had been searching for their whole lives. Alan leaned in, his lips finding hers with the same intensity that had always been there, only now, it was laced with certainty. There were no doubts, no hesitations, just the raw, undeniable connection between them.

As they kissed, everything that had been left unsaid seemed to fall into place, a silent promise that this was just the beginning of something beautiful. In that moment, with her heart in his hands, Ilona knew that the love they shared wasn’t a fleeting feeling. It was real, and it was all theirs.

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