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Urgent missive from Napoleon to his wife Josephine: Home in three days. Don’t wash.
“I’ve been thinking about what I want as a reward if you win,” Ilya says, stroking along the skin of Shane’s arm.
Shane snorts into Ilya’s curls.
“If I’m winning, why are you getting the reward?”
Ilya stops his caressing and gives Shane a light smack.
“Because I am your boyfriend now, not just a hookup. This comes with privileges.”
“Oh yeah?” Shane rolls his eyes where Ilya can’t see him.
“Yes. Like when you get awards, you must say I could not do this without support from my team, my coaches, and my partner. It’s me, the partner.”
“Fine, fine,” Shane acquiesces, “What does my supportive partner want as his reward for my win?”
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20 Jan 2026
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Ilya fucks a girl in a Hollander jersey. Word gets back to Shane.
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19 Jan 2026
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"Was this fun you planned for us to have at your cottage, Hollander?" he huffs. Shane doesn't even look up from his laptop. He has a fucking legal pad out and he's taking notes. "You brought me all the way out here to ignore me."
Without looking away from the screen, Shane replies, "You can survive a few hours without me entertaining you."
"I will not," Ilya grumbles. "I will die, and then charity won't even happen because I will be dead. You will wish you had not read these documents, Hollander, after I am gone."
Or; Shane is trying to get some reading done. Ilya is left to entertain himself.
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18 Jan 2026
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He spots the note, finally. It was half-hidden under the packing peanuts. So you do not wake the hotel next time.
“Fucking asshole,” Shane says into the quiet. His heart is pounding. There’s no one there to see, but he feels raw and exposed. He’s standing in his kitchen holding a fucking ball gag that Ilya Rozanov sent him. A ball gag in Boston Raiders colors: red and gold and black.--
Ilya sends Shane sex toys.
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18 Jan 2026
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“Okay. You want to say no, you want to fight me. Pretty boy, all alone in his glass house. You want me to force you?”
He didn’t need Shane to answer, really; Shane was fully hard against Ilya’s thigh and pink under his freckles. But it was best to be direct about these things. And he wanted to hear Shane say it, anyway.
“I—yeah. Make me. Is that too weird?”
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18 Jan 2026