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    Shane does not know what he is staring at when he reads the name of the chat and the influx of texts.

    This looks like actual hell, and more importantly why on earth would Ilya ad him to the Boston WAGS chat?

    TLDR: In an attempt to socialise in this new country Ilya puts 'jane' down as his WAG to connect to the team, this has unforeseen consequences for himself.

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    09 Feb 2026

  2. Rec *

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    “You’re very pretty when you cry.”

    “Oh my god,” Shane breathes, squirming, but Ilya holds him tight until he looks back at him. “After all of that, that’s all you have to say?”

    “I’m sorry,” he says, voice low and honest. “But you are.”

    “You’re sleeping on the sofa.”

    “No, I still have to make it up to you.”

    Shane’s nostrils flare, but in the way they do just before he smiles. “Do you do this to every man you’re trying to seduce? Make them cry?”

    Ilya hums, amused, and lets his face drift close to Shane’s again. “Just you.”

    Or: Ilya doesn't let Shane walk away after his offer to let Shane "explore sex beyond Ilya," (pg. 217 of TLG).

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    09 Feb 2026

  3. Rec *

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    “Listen to me, Hollander,” Ilya’s voice is commanding, intense. That same tone that he uses to make Shane turn liquid in his arms. “You are going to do exactly as I say—”

    Shane nods furiously, now desperate to get behind the privacy screen of the limousine.

    “We are going to get in the car together, you are going to put your filthy mouth to work, and I am going to use your throat to keep my cock hard until we get back to the hotel.” Shane makes the only echoing sound in the hallway: a pitchy whine that has Ilya’s cock throbbing. “When we arrive, we are going straight to my room. Understood?”

    Shane nods, but Ilya wants to test his teammate to see just how much he can push tonight.

    Ilya swallows. “Answer me, Hollander.”

    “Y—yes,” Shane rasps, quiet but determined as he looks at Ilya like he could break Shane in half and he would thank him. “Yes, Ilya.”

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    09 Feb 2026

  4. Public Bookmark *

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    “Well?” Shane’s voice catches, teeth gritting as his fingers clench into unforgiving porcelain. 

    Ilya breathes out. “I can smell you from all the way down the hall.”

    Shane swallows, rolling his eyes as his head drops. “Fuck off.”

    Ilya pushes himself off from the wall, the heels of his shoes clicking against the tile. Shane doesn’t even fight it when Ilya takes his chin between his fingers, blissfully suffocated by the alpha’s proximity.  

     

    Or, a Las Vegas heat fic.

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    08 Feb 2026

  5. Public Bookmark *

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    Shane wearing glasses makes Ilya unbelievably horny.

    cue Shane getting his face fucked within an inch of his life.

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    07 Feb 2026