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    “It’s alright. I’m Shane.” He reached out his hand
    The man looked at it, then at him, and finally shook it. “Ilya,” he said.
    “Ilya,” Shane echoed. “That’s a good name. Russian?”
    “Yes.” he confirmed “You don’t know me?”
    Shane tilted his head. “No. Should I?”

    Shane Hollander usually walks with his gaze down, but one evening, as he crosses the bridge on his way home from work, he notices a man with piercing blue eyes and, for reasons he can’t quite explain, finds himself unable to look away.

    Ilya Rozanov has just been traded to the Ottawa Centaurs. One evening, on a bridge overlooking the Ottawa River, he just want to disappear, until a young man with freckles reaches out a hand to him.

     

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    07 Sep 2026

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    Ilya wishes he knew what he's doing wrong, for everyone in his life to decide Shane is someone to be worried for just because he is dating Ilya. It's even worse that the decision never seems to take more than ten minutes of knowing him.

    Is it just written on his forehead? Careful, this man ruins everything he touches, keep away from precious people.

    Or; Ilya heavily misunderstands who Shane's loved ones are worried for in their relationship.

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    06 Sep 2026

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    “Eyes on me.” There is a sharp satisfaction as those eyes lift immediately to meet his again. “I need your name.”

    The man’s lashes flutter. “Shane, sir.”

    Ilya nods and lets his hand move through Shane’s hair. It is soft, and Shane leans into the touch, eyes closing briefly as if the contact alone is enough to ground him. The response is so natural that it gives Ilya pause.

    “Tell me about your limits.” Ilya doubts he is going to be close to any limits tonight, as Shane looks like he already had a pretty rough night. But he still needs to ask, good hygiene. 

    A small smile appears on Shane’s face, he looks at Ilya deeply, eyes not wandering away as he speaks, “There are no limit, sir.” He looks at the disbelief appearing on Ilya’s face and offers, “I’m the house slave.”

     

    Or, Ilya didn’t come for attachment, but Shane, bruised, obedient, and unraveling, becomes the one thing he can’t leave broken.

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    05 Sep 2026

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    "He saw the corners of Ilya's lips curve up ever so slightly in that infuriating, tiny hint of a smile. “Goodbye, Shane Hollander.”

    Shane could only ogle as Ilya walked away. Fuck. His ass was fat. This was so bad.

    Shane Hollander, star athlete, D1 hockey team captain, campus heartthrob, was being completely undone by a brooding Slavic art major that he would probably crawl on his fucking knees and bark for."

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    Shane is ready for another boring semester where he has to pretend like he cares about anything other than hockey. Until he sits down next to a mysterious Russian art student who also happens to be the hottest guy Shane has ever seen.

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    04 Sep 2026

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    Truth is, he could just say it. He could just be honest.

    Ilya, I'm worried you will see all these hot naked women and remember you miss them. Ilya, I'm worried I'm not enough. Ilya, I'm worried you'll come home and see me in comparison, so inelegant, so bulky, so brash, and realize this is wrong for you. That I am wrong for you. But saying all this would mean opening this entire huge clunky box thing, which only remains closed in virtue of Shane never looking at it for more than two seconds. So he says nothing.

    But one rule supersedes all other rules regarding Ilya: if he wants to fuck around, Shane will make sure he finds out.

    Or: Shane gets himself a set of pretty lingerie as revenge, and Ilya comes all over his pretty panties embarassingly fast.

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