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  1. Public Bookmark 5

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    LilyRose81?” Shane asks, fighting to contain the laugh threatening to shake his chest from how ludicrous it sounds.

    Ilya, who apparently lacks the same level of self control, snorts and quickly covers his mouth before nodding. “CanadaDry24?”

    OR: pt.3 of what has unintentionally turned into a mini series of Hollanov roleplay

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    01 Feb 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 78

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    Shane was there. Center on the bed. His Jersey bunched up his chest being held by his hand, his panties damn near see through from where his cock was leaking, and his other hand shoved behind him. He looked already gone. Throughly fucked, and on his way to another realm. He was on his knees, straddling Ilya’s pillow, his hips moving- grinding -in small aborted movements. His bottom lip caught between his teeth, his face dusting pink with exertion, and his eyelids fluttered as he looked at Ilya.

    “Ilya,” he moaned once he saw his boyfriend in the doorway. “Please..”

    Shane rewards Ilya for winning a game with a few nudey photos and a surprise visit.

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    01 Feb 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 58

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    L: you up?
    J: Against my better judgment, yes.

    Short sexting fic with NSFW art. Seriously it’s NSFW.

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    29 Jan 2026

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    Shane Hollander shows up to university excited for another year of being the best at what he does. Unfortunately, the man who beat him at last year's World Prospect Cup is also there, and Ilya Rozanov hasn't gotten any less annoying. Or any worse at hockey.

    Now if only Shane could focus on the ice, and stop thinking about nice hands, pretty lips, and the sound of his name in a Russian accent.

    OR: They play together in college, and discoveries are made.

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    26 Jan 2026

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    And suddenly, filling his entire screen, Rozanov was grinning into the camera with a row of bloody teeth. His lip was split. When he wiped his mouth with the back of his bare hand, it came away streaked with red. He spat the rest onto the ice with an awful smile and a wink before getting to his feet.


    Jane: Can you stay in the dressing room?

    Lily: Are you asking or telling?

    Jane: You hate being told what to do.

    Lily: Not when it's you

    Jane: Stay.

    Jane: You looked really fucking good taking that hit.

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    13 Jan 2026