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    Shane’s fingertips lazily trace down the middle of his back, and then tap their way back up. Ilya wants to die here.

    “If you could be any animal,” Shane asks, yawning in the middle of the sentence, “what animal would you be?”

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    12 Jan 2026

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    Ilya glances at Shane, at the way the dying light is catching in his hair, refracting. At that spiderlily mouth, slightly open and curling coyly, two teeth peeked through the dark gap like an American Girl doll. At that shoulder, bare and pale and close enough to touch if Ilya just leaned forward, if he just reached out and took another liberty.

    To touch another person is to say: I know you will die, and I am doing this anyway.

    His mother used to say something like this. About painting.

    Every portrait is an act of faith, Ilyushenka. Faith and futility both.

    contrary to personal preference, ilya gets a roommate.

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    11 Jan 2026

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    Gorgeous. Absolutely gorgeous. Ilya is struck by how lucky he is to be the first to see Hollander this way.

    Maybe he’s not the stereotypical Sub, but any Dom would fall over themselves if they knew just how sweet and yielding this body is.

    And; Shane learns how good Playing can be while Ilya learns how terrible of a thing jealousy is.

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    05 Jan 2026

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    “When are you going to invite me to stay?”

    Shane coughed. “I don’t know. I’ve been pretty busy with, uh… the charity, and the camp, and all the planning. It hasn’t been very relaxing.” It wasn’t a total lie. He had been working on the charity with Ilya and with his mom, and he was keeping pretty busy. It just wasn’t all work that he was busy with. A lot of it was he and Ilya making up for lost time, putting the shower pressure to good use, losing their clothes in every room and making a game out of finding them when it was time to do laundry. They had a score sheet. Shane was winning.

    Rose seemed to accept that excuse, and she talked for a little bit longer until Shane maneuvered his way off the call. Then, and only then, did he turn to look at Ilya. “Sorry about that,” he said, but Ilya only shrugged.

    “Is fine.” He put down his glass of water. “You should do it.”

    Shane was distracted by the way Ilya reached around his waist to pull food out of the pan and put it, still hot, into his mouth. After a beat too long, he asked, “Do what?”

    “Invite Rose Landry to the cottage,” Ilya said, like it was no big deal.

    (what it says on the tin)

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    05 Jan 2026

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    The bus was just a run of the mill charter bus. Nothing special. No obnoxious Greek letters to indicate that-

    Well, fuck.

    “Mom,” Shane hissed suddenly, getting closer as she waved to bus full of frat boys. “You cannot be serious.”

    (Professor/college student AU with a side of frat boy Ilya)

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    05 Jan 2026