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    Shane is starting to get the impression that when he asked him to stay, he meant the whole night.

    But Shane doesn’t have a toothbrush.

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    An alternate look at the tuna melt scene.

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    June 2014, Las Vegas

    Post the Las Vegas Scene, sub!Shane drops hard and Dom!Ilya races to save him.

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    From Jane: We didn't even kiss

    Shane didn't mean to send the text. He was so dizzy and cold and unsteady after leaving Ilya's room, he didn't even remember if he HAD sent the text. His fingers were too numb to undo his shirt buttons, he felt like the floor was dropping out from beneath him, he was nauseous and exhausted and didn't know why he couldn't stop shaking, why couldn't he stop shaking...?

    From Jane: ww dnt v ks

    The text came through as gibberish, and “Fuck.” Ilya threw his clothes back on and ran to get to Shane's hotel room. He'd been too far in his head to pay attention to Shane being quiet and shivering after they were done. Shane had stumbled getting out of bed, bumped into furniture, struggled with the door and Ilya had heard it but he'd been too much of a coward to get out of bed and check and now his submissive was sending gibberish texts and that wasn't good.

    “Sorry sorry sorry.” Ilya muttered as he ran. “I’m coming. I’m coming, hold on.” 

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    ottawaboy24 appeared on-screen the same as he did in all his other videos: faceless and in a slightly oversized t-shirt, the camera angled to show him sat on his bed, from his thighs up to his mouth. He was wearing too-short shorts, showing off the muscle of his thighs that bulged through the fabric. Ilya swallowed, only then realising how dry his throat was.

    He wondered, briefly, if ottawaboy24 played any sports.

    Or the one where Ilya tunes into his favourite camboy's livestream.

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    "You're supposed to smoke over there." Someone said from behind Ilya.

    Ilya almost dropped his cigarette. His English was shitty, but he had studied that sentence enough times over the years to understand it immediately. He didn't even think about his words much anymore, but it was impossible to avoid them.

    He turned instinctively, and was face to face with Shane fucking Hollander.

    Out of almost seven billion people, of course Ilya's soulmate had to be his fated rival. It was almost poetic. Still, Ilya had enough sense to realize just how bad this was.

    or, Shane says Ilya's soulmate words. Ilya vows to never speak a word to him to keep him from finding out. They fall in love anyway.

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