eli_in_the_trees



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    "I mean," Shane laughed again, loudly this time, "Ilya, baby, mon amour—can I tell you a secret? And you have to promise to keep it a secret. You can't tell anybody."

     

    Ilya nodded shakily. He didn't like the sound of his secret from Shane, "What is your secret, my Shane?"

     

    "My secret is..." he said, "I don't even like me."

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    Shane scoffs, throwing his hands up. “I just want to figure this out. We have to live together, we should be—“

    “We should be what?” Ilya laughs. “Braiding each other’s hair like girls, yes?”

    “No. I just don’t think we need to be so hostile.

    “I don’t like you,” Ilya says plainly. “You are irritating, and you are boring. In two years, we will be done with hockey and college, and neither of us will have existed to each other. Let it be that.”

    (Or: Ilya Rozanov is a rich kid who has been kicked out of another university. His new university, while not bad, tries to give him a new roommate. Shane Hollander is a sweetheart who hasn't had an easy life after the loss of both of his parents. After doing some ugly things to make ends meet, all he wants is a normal, happy college experience and an education that would make his mom proud, while trying to balance the hideous things still chasing him.)

    *rape/noncon is not between shane and Ilya*

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    29 Jun 2026

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    "Shane Hollander," he said. "We are lying in the very comfortable bed you bought for me to fuck you in, in the very weird condo you bought, also for me to fuck you in."

    "It's an investment," Shane grumbled.

    "And I have just fucked you, I think, very well," Rozanov continued. "At least I do not remember any complaints."

    He swung his body easily across the bed, pinning Shane in place.

    "No complaints," Shane huffed, almost a laugh. "No complaints here."

    "So why the fuck," Rozanov said into the soft skin beneath Shane's ear, "are you asking me about other men?"

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    Or: Shane thinks what he needs to do is fuck another man. Just to see. Just to know. Just to test if it's only Rozanov who can make him feel this way.

    But he has no idea how to go about fucking a stranger without it immediately becoming a story in the tabloids.

    And he can think of only one person to ask for advice. So, in a post-coital haze, he makes the obvious move: he asks Ilya Rozanov, his extremely casual fuckbuddy, for advice on how to pick up other men.

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    29 Jun 2026

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    Shane sees one too many photos of Ilya with other women and decides if he has to suffer, Ilya does too.

    Enter: thirst traps, questionable decisions, and captions written for an audience of exactly one.

    Ilya absolutely does not handle it well.

     

    Or: Shane weaponizes Twitter, and Ilya falls for it every time.

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    “You’re drunk,” Ilya interrupted. He sounded amused, at least.

    “No, nope, ‘m not,” Shane insisted, wincing at the slurring he could hear in his own voice. “I had a couple drinks. That’s all. I still wanna…come over,” he said, lowering his voice conspiratorially.

    “So why are you calling me, Hollander?” Ilya sounded so sexy it was stupid. The way his accent curled like smoke around Shane’s last name made his face flush and his stomach flutter.

    “Uh.” He blinked, and inhaled sharply through his nose. Why was he calling? “I…want you.”

    Ilya’s laugh was sexy, too. Fuck him. “I know you do. Get a car and come over here now, before I change my mind and go to sleep.”

    Or: Shane gets drunk while out with the team in Boston, but he still wants to keep his plans with Ilya.

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