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    Shane tapped his stick on the centre ice, preparing for the final face off of the game. Rozanov was already in position, his eyes tracing Shane’s movements, watching him. A small shimmer glinted around his neck, and Shane’s gaze flicked down, caught on the glittering metal of Rozanov’s chain.

    He knew that golden cross that hung on it, Rozanov’s orthodox cross, knew what that cross looked like swinging in the air as Rozanov fucked him, knew what it looked like laying on his pecs, shining against the sweat on his skin as Shane lay back on a mattress, feeling Rozanov inside him.

    He wanted to bite that cross.

     

    Shane Hollander's oral fixation, but this time he's determined to get Ilya Rozanov's cross in his mouth.

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