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    Ilya stared at Shane in bemusement. “Sounds… complicated for just sex. What, you going to spank me, tie me down?”

    Shane was silent at that. His eyes were steady on Ilya, his face determined.

    Ilya’s heart thumped in his chest. “Are you?”

    “I’m not going to hurt you,” Shane said. “I mean. I might bite and scratch at you a little, but no more than I normally do.”

    That did not answer the tying down part of the question.

    But if Shane wanted to try something new, Ilya could indulge him. This was Shane after all, Ilya’s sweet, desperate bottom. What harm could it do? It wasn’t like they didn’t both know how this would end, with Shane face down on the bed, begging for Ilya’s cock.

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    25 Jan 2026

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    OH MY GODDDDD

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    “This is hard to talk about,” is all he says, though he knows it will amount to nothing.

    Shane’s fingertips are feather-soft on his chest. “You have to.”

    He has to, because Shane and Ilya have this thing, now, this agreement. Nothing is too hard to talk about. Nothing is off limits. They have to be bare, have to surrender the deepest crevice of their soul to one another. And Ilya, for whom this is easier said than done, whose chest carries a perpetual weight, an immovable mass, it’s all worth it – worth the relief smoothing over Shane’s features, the reassurance that he’s not worried anymore, that Ilya can give him this peace, albeit only a fragment of what Shane gives him by just being there when he wakes up. He would never say it, but he thinks that what he has to offer to Shane amounts to nothing – nothing compared to what Shane does, what Shane is, by simply nuzzling into his chest and sighing into his sleep, late at night when all Ilya can do is lay awake and just feel.

    “I need more,” Ilya says. “And is nothing you can do. I need you inside me, and it feels terrible.” He swallows, with great difficulty. God. “I need to– I need to eat you.”

    or, Ilya never knew love can hurt this good

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    24 Jan 2026

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    Shane watched Ilya tilt his head back and drop some peanuts into his mouth. He gave them all of two chews before swallowing. The totally indigestible peanuts travelled down the line of his beautiful speckled throat. The man was begging for chronic reflux. 

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    20 Jan 2026

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    Ilya loves being Shane's dog. He hopes he's good enough to earn it.

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    09 Jan 2026

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    His outstretched glove hangs there, frozen, as the noise of the arena mutates into a ringing buzz. Then he’s moving, pushed away by Marlow, and then Boston’s goalie. There’s a flurry of movement, a trainer with a towel, more blood dripping onto the ice, and he just. Stands there. Staring.

    Ilya is helped off the ice. Shane doesn’t even tap his stick.

    Remember when Sidney Crosby caught a puck with his jaw? That doesn't happen to Shane. That happens to Ilya.

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    06 Jan 2026