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    when shane gets the injury that would come to end his career, in the moment he’s just thankful he didn’t break his jaw.

    or: shane knew, in the abstract, that one day he would play his last professional nhl game. it never occurred to him that hockey would choose that day for him.

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    28 Dec 2025

  2. Public Bookmark 25

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    “I’m late,” Ilya finally says.
    “Oh! Yeah, of course, I’m sorry. It was good to see you, man.”
    Man. It’s patronizing.
    “You too.”
    Shane searches his face for a second, eyebrows creased slightly, face an open book just like before. Ilya tries to push past him, tries to see how fast he can forget that this encounter ever happened, but Shane stops him at the last second.
    “Can I give you my number?” he asks, already digging in his pocket for his phone. “We should catch up.”
    Ilya doesn’t want it. He really doesn’t want it. Shane is being polite. He’s being a good boy. He’s saying exactly the type of things you’re supposed to say when you run into someone you haven’t seen in years.

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    Years after Ilya decided to end things with Shane, he runs back into him. He is married to Svetlana and living in the US as a retired hockey player. Although he knows he shouldn't, he allows himself to get to know Shane again.

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    27 Dec 2025

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    Shane dropped his gaze. “You’re really going to make me ask?”
    “Yes,” Ilya said. “You ask, maybe you get. So, ask.”
    “Okay,” Shane said. “I want you to fuck me.”
    Ilya started to laugh.
    “Don’t—this isn’t a fucking joke, alright?” Shane snapped. “Shut up. I want it to be different. Or, no—the same, but more. I want you to just make me fucking take it. Shit. I don’t know how to ask you for this.”
    “No, no, is good start so far,” Ilya said. “Go back to the part where I get to make you fucking take it. That’s good. Tell me more.”

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    27 Dec 2025

  4. Public Bookmark 41

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    Like this, he’s got Hollander in his grip from tip to toe. His wrists, belly, hips, all stuck steady under Ilya’s weight, and it’s not like Ilya’s never been on top before, but he’s never quite held Hollander down this way, and he’s definitely never seen Hollander go this still, this suddenly.

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    25 Dec 2025

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    Ilya rocks his hips up. “No, Hollander. Keep up. I want to meet your dildo.” He enjoys enunciating the word. Tries to give it a bit of a whiny Canadian inflection. “You remember? You told me about him, back in Vegas.”

    Hollander blushes beautifully and says, “That’s private.”

    “Hollander. I know the taste of your ball skin.”

    “That’s—Jesus, don’t say it like that. I can show you, but. Only if you promise not to be a dick.”

    “Best behaviour,” Ilya promises. “Will say only nice things.”

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    22 Dec 2025