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    Cliff Marlow has been on Boston’s team with Ilya Rozanov for the last seven years.
    Last week, he figured out the Shane Hollander thing.

    *** Now with a 2nd Chapter of Shane's *slightly* more serious POV***

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    28 Feb 2026

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    “I always like this better when you do it,” Shane says, panting a little as he works himself open on his own fingers.

    “I could,” Ilya insists, and his nails are digging so hard into his palms it hurts. “Just untie me and I will—"

    Shane shakes his head. “Not a chance,” he laughs breathlessly. “How often do I get to see you like— oh, fuck— like this?”

    OR:
    Shane ties Ilya up and rides him. That's it, that's the fic.

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    “H’rder,” Shane whines into his mouth, not even trying to interrupt the kiss but speaking pathetically muffled and slurred around Ilya’s tongue.

    Ilya knocks their foreheads together, smiles.

    Nooooo Ilya, not before the game, Ilya,” he whines, a sweetly mocking imitation of Shane, “and now look at you, mhm? Why should I ever listen to your complaining, baby, when you’re gonna be such an easy, perfect slut for it anyways?”

    Or: Shane plays four-dimensional chess to get Ilya to fuck him even when he tells him no, for Shane-typical control freak reasons, in Shane-typical convoluted ways, with Shane-typical unawareness of this being a sex freak thing. Ilya provides, of course.

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    “Fuck, look at you,” Ilya breathes. “Ask me for it again.”

    “Hit me,” Shane says instantly, not a moment of hesitation.

    “Is your face not sore? You still want more?”

    “It’s sore,” Shane answers. “Please. I want more.”

    “Fuck,” Ilya hisses, and he extends his arm out, muscular and powerful, and he brings it down hard, harder than any of the previous smacks. This one makes Shane’s head reel, his entire upper half jolting in response to it. Ilya watches in concern and fascination, gauging his reaction.

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    Ilya's playful slap during the Hayden phone call scene awakens something in Shane.

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    23 Feb 2026

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    It’s not like he and Hollander haven’t had rough sex before, but it’s never been quite like this. He’s never touched him so brusquely or spoken in such a venomous way, and Hollander has never been so beautifully pliant and receptive.

    Right now, he feels like he could break Hollander into pieces. It should probably bother him how badly he wants to do just that. It festers in his gut - a primal urge that fits his mood for the evening, raw and animalistic.

    Ilya sees Shane with another man. Their typical lack of communication occurs, but that doesn't mean Ilya just lets it go.

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    23 Feb 2026