my heatriv fic
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"That guy, this summer," Shane starts. He flushes when Rozanov raises an eyebrow. "It was nothing. I didn't see him again."
Rozanov is silent for a moment. "If you do that again," he says, "text me."
"Like, text you if I fuck any more guys?"
Shane has a hot boy summer, and fall, and winter. He tells Rozanov about it.
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- Part 1 of my heatriv fic
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Rozanov sends photos constantly. His chest, his abs, his dick. He never runs out of material.
That makes sense, Shane thinks. He’s probably sending those photos to a bunch of girls. What is Shane thinking? That Rozanov is getting hard in a hotel room thinking of him? He probably took those photos months ago. He probably has a whole gallery ready to send to all the other girls on his roster.
Not other girls, Shane corrects himself. Just girls. It’s not like Shane’s one of them.
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- Part 2 of my heatriv fic