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    Shane’s eyes drop down, landing on Ilya’s mouth—except all that does is bombard him with fifty different images of what Ilya’s lips would look like with saliva dripping down his chin, cheeks rosy-red, gazing up at Shane with hazy, galaxy eyes as he lies naked and ruined in their sheets.

    And then, because Shane never learned how to control his lovesick mind when it comes to Ilya, that thought is immediately accompanied by the image of Ilya all fucked-out, his blushing face panting with the exertion of keeping his thighs spread, of being taken apart. He thinks about Ilya moaning and whimpering, hole fluttering helplessly as Shane teases it with his tongue, his fingers, his cock, thinks about Ilya begging for him, to let him cum—

    “Shane?”

    —and suddenly Shane’s hungry in a completely different way.

    (It’s 8:02 in the morning when Shane watches Ilya sleep—dead to the world, curls a mess, with drool dripping down pink lips and onto their silk pillows—and thinks, I want to fuck my boyfriend.)

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    "And is like I said, very easy to do. You just lay back and let someone else do work. Could do it in my sleep, would not be problem at all for me to come hands-free.”

    Hollander scowled, full competitive personality shining through. “Prove it.”

    “Fine, I will,” Ilya snapped back.

    Hollander's eyes went wide, and so did Ilya's when he realized what he had promised. His words hung in the air between them, suddenly heavy with implication.

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    Ilya doesn't think switching with Hollander one time for the sake of settling a bet will change anything about their arrangement, and it certainly wouldn't make him discover anything about himself. Afterall, it would only be one time, right?

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    23 Jul 2026

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    Statistically speaking, there was a very long list on one end which Shane sat solidly at the top of. On the other end, there was a list with only one name on it.

    Shane was the best of everyone Ilya had ever fucked.

    Sasha was the best to ever fuck Ilya.

    Shane would never have gotten two Stanley Cups if he didn’t know how to pivot and change direction when needed.

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    23 Jul 2026

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    Fate liked to torture him, so Shane looked at Ilya.
    "What do you think?" He asked shyly, much less amused by all this when Ilya stayed quiet. He hasn't spoken a word since Shane left the bathroom. "I think…I think I could grow to like the eyeliner, but…"
    Ilya interrupted him with an unidentifiable sound that left his tight throat. He cleared it, trying to hold himself together.
    "Is nice." He mumbled out. "Pretty dress."
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    In which ilya thinks he's straight, until he sees his gay best friend dressed up in drag as a joke (he gets so hard he almost faints).

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    22 Jul 2026

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    “You know how girls always say I hate men, I wish I was gay so I could just date women?" Marleau said, out of nowhere.

    “Mhm.” Ilya replied. He took a long sip of his drink.

    “I think they’re fucking on to something.” Marleau said. “It’s less drama, right? Like, cause it’s two girls.”

    “What the fuck are you talking about?” Ilya asked.

    “I’m saying that if I were gay, none of this shit would’ve happened.” He exclaimed. “Like, it wouldn’t be so… messy. I’d just fucking play video games and workout, and then we’d fuck.”

    Ilya said, bewildered. “You’d be having gay sex. Sex with a man?”

    “Yeah.” Marleau sighed. “But a guy wouldn’t do this to me.”

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    Cliff and Ilya are both going through breakups, and everyone knows the best way to get over someone is to get under someone else.

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