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    Shane’s whining beneath him, head thrown back, exposing the long column of his neck and rutting up against Ilya. Ilya licks up his throat, nibbling at Shane’s jaw, before his lips brush the shell of Shane’s ear.

    “Tell me what you want.”

    The reply is instant.

    “You.”

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    or: after his drunken confession, shane keeps avoiding ilya. at a student party ilya finally gets the chance to speak to him.
    part 2 to Close to Me

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    19 Mar 2026

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    Shane wears glasses to one of Ilya's games and achieves exactly what he set out to do.

    “You know exactly what you are doing, Hollander. Playing dirty is not like you.”

    Shane gives him another virtuous look. “I don't know what you are talking about, Rozanov. Hayden and I just wanted to see how you guys were playing before our game.”

    “Oh, and that is why you wore your slutty little glasses? To see the game better, huh?”

    Now with two more chapters of further slutty little glasses escapades.

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    17 Mar 2026

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    “I like it,” he says weakly. “I like it, I like you holding me like this.”

    “Like what?”

    “Like you own me.”
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    or; They're falling in love. They can't have it, even if they can have each other, just for a little while.

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    09 Mar 2026

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    Ilya hums, playing the card he's been considering for this entire conversation. “We could make more interesting, yes? A bet.”

    “A bet,” Shane repeats, eyes flashing. “Like what?”

    The reporter cuts in. “What about wearing the other player’s jersey?”

    They both turn to her, and Shane says, “Like, the loser wears the winner’s jersey?”

    “Maybe at the next game in a couple of months?”

    “Is a good idea,” Ilya muses, nudging Shane’s elbow. “You will look better in my jersey than in Montreal jersey.”

    Shane makes a low noise, his eyes holding a bit of a spark when he looks back to Ilya. It’s what Ilya was hoping for—the tiniest crack in the mask. He can see a hint of exasperated affection around the corners of Shane’s eyes, a little bit of fire burning just beneath the surface. It sends a thrill down Ilya’s spine, and he wonders if Shane will be snarky when Ilya gets him naked tonight.

    “That’s not happening,” Shane replies, shaking his head. “Because you’re not winning.”

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    Ilya should have known better.

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    09 Mar 2026

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    “What’s wrong with the table runner we have now? We like that one. We picked it out together at Pottery Barn.”

    Ilya stops his fussing to smile at Shane. They’ve been living together for two months now, but he still melts every time Shane says words like ‘together’ and ‘we’ and ‘us.’ It makes Shane want to throw him down on the table and eat him alive.

    “Nothing is wrong with it. I love it, because we picked it out together.”

    “Okay… so what’s the deal with finding the table runner my mom got us?”

    “That one matches the flowers I bought, and the new blankets on the couch. We cannot have these people thinking we live like divorced fathers.”

    “Ilya, no one would ever think that. We’re one of the only couples without a toy pile stashed in the corner of the living room. And we keep this house in top shape, because you know I’ll lose my shit if we don’t.”

    “I know that, but they don’t know that! What other conclusion will they come to if our dining room does not match the flow of the rest of the downstairs?”

    Or, Ilya's dream of being Shane Hollander's proud WAG comes to fruition

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    06 Mar 2026