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    Shane stared, horrified. “Stop making jokes! This is not funny! They think—they think I HAVE BOTTOM EYES!”

    Ilya sat up, eyes gleaming. “They are correct.”

    “Ilya.”

    “Mmm. What is it they said? Best bottom eyes? I agree.”

    Shane wanted the floor to open up. “WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAT MEAN?”

    “It means when you look up at me with pupils blown and lips swollen, is impossible not to fuck you stupid.”

    A betting pool starts in the locker room about who in the league is the 'wildest' in bed. To everyone's shock, league Golden Boy Shane Hollander wins by a landslide. Shane is mortified. Ilya is profoundly smug. Naturally, Ilya decides the best course of action is to make it a challenge. “You gotta prove them right, malysh. Can’t leave them disappointed, can we?”

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    “You like these touched, don’t you?” His hand slid up, palm covering Shane’s left nipple, thumb circling, teasing. Shane’s eyes crossed, mouth opening on a ragged keen, body arching forward to offer more. “Do you play with them at home, hm?” Ilya taunted, pinching the tight bud. “Do you twist them under your sheets while you think of me? Does Mommy ever walk in on her sweet boy tugging his little tits and moaning?”

    A sob-half-laugh burst from Shane, mortifying and incandescent. “N-no, Father, oh God, n-no, she—ahhh—she’d—” His hole clenched around Ilya’s cock at the mention, involuntary, lust flaring hotter. The priest caught it, chuckled.

    “She’d be horrified to see her precious son like this,” Ilya murmured, nails scratching lightly over the right nipple now, making Shane shudder. “Socks on, slut naked, riding his priest’s cock right in the house of God.”

    In the house of God, Ilya found his most devout worshipper not in the pews, but bent over the altar, begging for absolution with every thrust.

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    22 Jan 2026

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    “I want a baby” Shane confessed, voice trembling,

    Ilya’s eyebrows scrunched together, and Shane’s omega, so sensitive from being bared open, completely raw, took that as rejection. Shane started to sob, uncontrollable tears flooding his vision as he was engulfed in Ilya’s scent, burning softly like cedarwood. Ilya pulled back, stroking Shane’s teary freckles,

    “Of course, we can my love” he said, “We can look at the options. There is surrogacy; however, is not very ethical. There is adoption-”

    No” Shane whispered, “I want your baby. I wanna have your pups.”

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    Shane really wants to have Ilya's baby. He's also really horny.

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    22 Jan 2026

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    "Don't like it," Shane insisted shakily. "M'not a dog."

    The hand gripping his waist flexed. Ilya tugged the collar again and Shane keened, high and reedy. He took his bottom lip between his teeth to quiet himself. It did nothing to stop him from gasping needily when Ilya's hand shifted to cup him through his jeans.

    "Mm, no, you are not. But you like when I say it, yes?" Ilya pressed, voice low and condescending. It washed over Shane like a drug.

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    Shane gets looped into wearing a dog collar for Halloween. Ilya takes advantage of the situation.

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    “You like this don’t you?” Ilya mocks, “being my pretty puppy?”

    Shane whimpers and bites harder, moisture starting to gather on his waterline.

    “Yes.”

    The thought of being reduced, entirely reduced, to a messy, pretty, uncoordinated puppy, incapable of making his own decisions, sent sparks of pleasure down Shane’s spine, making his upper body sag into Ilya’s grasp. The melty feeling in his head was almost enough to numb the pressure that has started to build in his bladder. He distantly hears Ilya hum, his voice cutting through the gooeyness in his brain,

    “How about we start with some food?”

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    Shane wants to be Ilya's puppy. He also wants to pee.

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