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    Don’t talk and don’t come and stay where I put you when I need you, or I’ll find another hole to fuck, one that’s always ready for me, Ilya had said last night in Shane’s ear, making him shiver in anticipation.

    Shane doesn’t have anywhere to go. He doesn’t have anywhere to be, other than right here, until Ilya needs him.

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    Or, Shane Hollander experiences a day of free use.

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    10 Jul 2026

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    "I can't, OK? You win."

    "I think you can try harder than that."

    Shane stares up at Ilya and Ilya stares down at Shane, and Shane realizes he's not getting out of this without playing along. There's a challenge in Ilya's eyes, a glint of danger that makes the competitive nerve in Shane's spine itch.

    He takes a deep breath, and tries to break loose. Really tries. Tries to buck Ilya off his lap and tug his arms free. Tries to roll out from under him. Even plants his feet on the mattress to get more leverage but…he can't do it.

    OR; Ilya discovers he might be stronger than Shane. Luckily, this is an incredibly hot discovery for both of them.

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    09 Jul 2026

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    Shane and Ilya reminisce about their first time.

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    09 Jul 2026

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    “Mmm. You want it bad,” Ilya purrs, teeth grazing the column of his throat.

    “Yeah,” Shane whines, hating how petulant it sounds. A fresh flare of determination rises up in response. “Just give it to me. Ilya. I can—just go hard. Just make it fit.”

    Ilya laughs quietly, incredulously. It’s hot against Shane’s ear. “Make it fit."

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    Or: in the midst of a stressful season, Shane's a little... out of practice. He's not gonna let that stop him getting what he wants.

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    09 Jul 2026

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    Ilya’s fingers trace a feather-light path across Shane’s collarbone.

    “Or maybe,” Ilya says slowly. “You are jealous of her.”

    Shane twists, a token kind of struggle; Ilya hardly budges.

    “No,” Shane says.

    Ilya makes a thoughtful sound.

    “Are you sure? Marly is big, strong hockey player who played in Boston. Just your type.”

    “Fuck off,” Shane says, but it’s no good when his traitorous dick is obviously hard, positioned just where Ilya’s hips are resting on Shane’s own. Ilya grinds down, just a little, and Shane’s breath catches. Almost without thinking, he’s straining upwards, trying to get Ilya to kiss him. When their mouths are nearly close enough to touch, Ilya says —

    “You want me to tell you about it?”

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    5 times Ilya suggests someone for a fantasy threesome while they're fucking, and 1 time Shane does.

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    06 Jul 2026