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  1. Public Bookmark 24

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    Five times Ilya struggled to let his husband take care of him and one time he asked for what he needed

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    27 Apr 2026

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    Being a professional athlete in a contact sport is an exercise in enduring pain. Sometimes you get benched for three weeks because you have a broken cheekbone after you get hit in the face with a slap shot. Sometimes you play through a strained quad, a bruised shoulder, a mild fever. Most times, it’s just the constant, unending soreness that comes with pushing your body to its limit every single day. Every athlete had an injury they hated most, though, one that’s particularly painful or recurrent or just annoying. 

    Ilya fucking hated injuring his ribs. There is almost nothing you can do with your body that doesn't involve moving your torso, and the pain is deep, throbbing, and gets just a tiny bit worse every time you breathe. Sitting up hurts, lying down hurts, walking hurts, and worst of all, coughing fucking hurts.

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    Ilya is sick and injured in the off-season. Luckily, Shane loves him so very much and is there to take care of him.

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    30 Dec 2025

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    The problem with giving your heart to someone is that then your heart is outside of your body. Sometimes your heart is half a world away. Sometimes your heart is on a plane that almost crashes. Sometimes, Shane was learning, your heart is unable to take a deep breath without wincing, and they told you that your heart had viral pneumonia, but the coughing hasn’t gotten any better. Sometimes, you see the barest tinge of blue in the plush, cupid’s bow lips you’ve been getting distracted by during photoshoots for more than a decade, and you call the fucking hospital.

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    Ilya is hurt- and stubborn- refusing medication even though he's clearly miserable. Shane is trying to be a good husband. Then he learns about the woman who would've been his mother-in-law, and things fall into place.

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    30 Dec 2025

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    She… did it to herself,” Ilya continues, words stumbling. “Uh– took whole bottle of pills. She was so sad.” He swallows. “My dad was hard on her. Mean.”

    He pinches the bridge of his nose with his non-injured hand, willing away tears that have already begun to fall. Shane grabs it instead, squeezing gently– silently reassuring him.

    “Shane,” he warbles, his voice weak and quiet, English heavy and unfamiliar on his tongue when he gets like this, “I don’t want you to think she was weak. That I am weak. I-” His sentence fizzles. Shane can tell he’s overwhelmed, not sure if Ilya’s ever told anyone what he’s telling him right now. He kisses his knuckles, holding their intertwined hands under his chin. He’s not always good with emotion– but for Ilya, he’s willing to try every day of their lives.

    “I don’t think that. Not about her, not about you. Not ever.” Shane is firm, trying to convey his seriousness in every word. “Thank you for telling me, for trusting me.” He reaches with his free hand, brushing Ilya’s tears away with his thumb- his wet cheeks flushed with pain and emotion.

    “This,” Ilya gestures vaguely, “Scares me. I worry always that I will be like her– that I am like her. That I will feel bad and take pills. And that…that you will find me.”

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    “You are such a good boy for telling me. My good boy.”

    Shane let his body relax in Ilya’s grasp, his breath catching in his throat at the blatant praise. Ilya touched a light fingertip in between Shane’s eyebrows, sliding it down the bridge of his nose and over his lips until it was resting on his Adam’s Apple,

    “You would look very pretty with a collar right here, yes?” he said, letting himself slide deeper in his accent, “My pretty puppy, humping every soft surface like he is in heat?”

    “Ilya. Male dogs don’t go into heat. Their bodies just react to-”

    “Maybe is what you need” Ilya suggested, his finger resting on Shane’s Adam’s Apple, “To return to how it felt, when you first felt good. Except now you are mine. Moy milyy shchenok.”

    My pretty puppy.

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    Shane is feeling sensitive and overwhelmed. Ilya knows exactly what he needs.

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    26 Apr 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 21

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    Ilya swallowed and nodded, sliding his palm into the front of Shane’s compression shorts, over the top of his panties as Shane leaned forward, sliding the tight black shorts down in one smooth motion, moaning softly as the movement jostled his bladder,

    “M’ gonna leak, can’t hold it-” Shane sobbed, grinding down into Ilya’s palm, “Hngg- gonna pee, gonna pee-”

    Ilya cooed, helping Shane awkwardly step out of his shorts,

    “Almost there, moy shchenok, your toilet is right there, yes?”

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    Shane wins his fourth Stanley Cup. He pees in it.

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    26 Apr 2026