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    Ilya is an omega passing as an alpha. Shane is an alpha that everyone thinks is a beta.

    They’re supposed to be rivals.

    (Or: Ilya forgets his suppressants once. Shane never leaves.)

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    24 Jan 2026

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    Shane gets the opportunity to try his hand at chirping-- And for the second time in his career, he sends someone spiraling. This time, it's Ilya.

    Ilya likes the humiliation more than he thought he would.

    I love bratty, bossy Shane and submissive on-the-leash Ilya.

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    23 Jan 2026

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    Ilya gets injured during the Centaurs hot streak and spirals. Shane takes care of him, and has to get creative about it (aka they both have to grapple with some role reversals + Ilya gets railed for a change)

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    09 Jan 2026

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    "Say what you really want."

    Ilya’s fingers slid from Shane’s wrist to his jaw, gripping hard enough to bruise as he yanked him closer, their lips a breath apart. "I want your cock in my ass," he growled, the words deliberate, crude—nothing like the polished English he used for interviews.

    Shane’s laugh was a sharp exhale against Ilya’s mouth. "Your English is getting rusty, Rozanov." He dragged his thumb over Ilya’s lower lip, smirking. "You mean you want *your* cock in *my* ass."

    Ilya shook his head sharply, fingers tightening in Shane’s hair. "You said you fuck Rose, yes?" he asked, the name twisting in his mouth like something vile. "You enjoy it?"

    Shane hesitated, a beat too long—long enough for Ilya’s nostrils to flare—before muttering, "I guess."

    Ilya licked his lips, slow, deliberate. "I did not say it wrong," he murmured, pressing his forehead harder against Shane’s. "I want you to fuck me like you fuck her.

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    01 Jan 2026

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    Alec stops in his tracks, dumbstruck. This can’t be his new partner. He’d built up what he thought he’d look like in his mind the entire weekend but this guy....

    Alec peers down, frowning at the man. He’s shorter than him, but then most people are. The guy is built like a dancer, long legs, tight body and he shifts almost imperceptibly from foot to foot, barely there movements that nod to an easy balance and grace.

    He’s wearing rings on both hands, piercings running up both ears. He’s wearing a dark purple shirt underneath a light, velvet, black duster jacket. His black hair has a streak of deep purple through it and it stands tall on his head. Most bizarrely of all, the guys eyes are ringed with a smudge of black liner.

    He should look entirely out of place here but no-one’s even giving him a second look. Alec isn’t sure how because the guy’s drawing him in like a magnet. He can’t take his eyes off his face. He’s beautiful.

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    09 Oct 2024