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    "Stop asking me if it's okay. If I want it. You're always, like—whatever. I'm not one of your fucking girls, okay? If I don't like it, I'll stop you. I can make you stop."

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    14 Mar 2026

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    “Y-you want me to be a girl?”

    Ilya rubbed the base of one of his thumbs with the other. Seeing Ilya’s shyness so plainly made Shane’s nose twitch.

    “No, not all the time,” Ilya said after a moment. “And not if you don’t want to. Never if you don’t want to. I just . . . I think about it, sometimes.”

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    Ilya loves his life and his husband. But lately, he's found himself missing girls. Luckily, Shane is happy to indulge this fantasy.

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    23 Feb 2026

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    When Shane was displeased with Ilya, there was a certain intensity in his speech that called to Ilya like a siren song, dragging him to an early grave with its vehemence. His voice would pitch higher, bossy and prissy and so stridently righteous it should be intolerable.

    But Ilya was, for all intents and purposes, a whore. And nothing made him harder than his husband putting him in his place.

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    or, 5 times ilya ragebaits shane because being yelled at by his husband turns him on, +1 time shane realizes he’s doing it on purpose.

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    17 Feb 2026

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    people died

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    “Ilya,” he gasps. “You’re drunk, hey, ah, wait,” he adds, and he’s trying so hard to do the right thing here, but Ilya’s cock is still sliding against his and he can’t stop himself from moving his hips to chase it.

    “Yes,” Ilya says. His mouth trails down over Shane’s collarbone and his chest, leaving a trail of spit because he’s being so messy. “Waited all night to have you,” he mumbles, looking up to meet Shane’s eyes, and takes his nipple between his lips.

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    10 Feb 2026

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    “Do you want to know how it feels?”

    Shane let his hand fall back to the couch. He pushed himself up onto his elbows and lifted a brow at Rozanov. “What – holding the Cup? You’ve already made that joke once.”

    “No.” Rozanov’s fingers encircled Shane’s wrist and then he was pulling Shane’s hand between his legs.

     

    Or: Shane tops.

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    31 Jan 2026