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    Ilya pauses, and runs the words through his head, not sure if hes confused because of the alcohol or because the English language is just so fucking stupid. “What the fuck is that? Baby trapping? You get a baby stuck somewhere?”

    Hayes laughs, loud and bright as Barrett goes to answer, completely cuddled up against Harris, “Nah dude it's like, you're forced into coparenting the kid, the kid is what keeps you guys together, even if you don't like each other. You do it for the kid.”

    Ilya gives a confused hum, switching from person to person to see if someone can explain.

    “Hayes continues, “Like when omegas poke holes in the condoms! And just sabotage you guys’ to have a baby.”

    Ilya ohhhs in understanding, and outright laughs with everyone, “Thats fucking insane!”

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    Shane Hollander isn’t great at asking for what he wants, lucky for him, Ilya is great at giving him whatever he wants.

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    Ilya finds out Shane wants to baby-trap him and he is very much on board with the idea.

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    16 Apr 2026

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    "Look," Shane said, his voice hardening with authority, "I don't care who he is or what he does. I don't care if he's a saint or a criminal. I'm a doctor, and right now, he's my patient. But I need basic information to treat him properly, and I need it *now*. So someone better start fucking talking, or—"

    "Never heard a Canadian doctor curse before."

    The voice was low, rough with pain, but unmistakably amused. It carried a thick Russian accent that turned the words into something almost musical.

    Shane's gaze snapped down to the patient.

    The man's eyes were open.

    Shane felt his breath catch in his throat.

     

    Or Shane Hollander is a well known Trauma Director Surgeon and the Highest Bratva, Phakan, Ilya Rozanov came to his department bleeding on his gurney.

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    16 Apr 2026

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    Arthur is born alpha. So is Merlin.

    They butt heads like no one else in all of Camelot.
    Then as Merlin started to serve and grow fond of the blond royal prat, his body started shifting.

    The books called it reclassification, a rare collapse of dominance under emotional strain.

    Gaius called it falling in love.

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    In other words, Merlin is being reclassified to an omega due to a certain royal alpha. And Arthur takes notice.

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    15 Apr 2026

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    “We should do it sometime.”

    “Do what?”

    “Like…it. On camera.”

    Ilya’s eyebrows shot into his hair.

    “You want me to fuck you for my channel?”

    Or, Ilya is on OnlyFans and his husband is a (not so) secret exhibitionist.

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    13 Apr 2026

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    Arthur’s hands didn’t wait for his own permission once they had Merlin’s, and they began instantly the essential work of memorizing the feel of Merlin’s body changed. He didn’t fight the magnetism that drew him first to trace the long line that drew all the way across Merlin’s ribcage before running flattened palms up over the straight lines and hard muscle of his chest.
    “Sorry you didn’t get to say goodbye,” Merlin quipped, and though his voice was still quiet and shaky, it almost sounded like he had managed a joke.
    Arthur shook his head as his hands traveled across Merlin’s broad shoulders and trailed through the coarse, dark hair on his chest and down his arms. His voice was distracted. “Don’t be, you’re perfect.”

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    12 Apr 2026