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The man tilts his head like a hound might. “Will you fight?” he asks in accented Latin. “Even now?”
Or: Shane is a tribune in the Roman legion. Ilya is a Germanic prince. They meet in Teotoburg forest.
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04 Feb 2026
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Ilya’s hand wraps around his bare wrist and squeezes. Shane barely stops himself from collapsing to his knees.
The pressure lights up every receptor of his touch-starved nervous system, wrenching a small, pained noise from the back of his throat. Every muted sensation comes flooding back so intensely that it almost hurts. He needs Ilya to hold him down until there’s nothing inside him but quiet. He wants to sink into him and disappear.
It takes Shane an entire beat to remember where they are. Fighting against the fog in his mind, he manages to drag his gaze up to meet Ilya’s.
There’s a slow-dawning horror and understanding on Ilya’s face.
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Or: Shane is in subdrop after their encounter in Vegas. Ilya fixes it.
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03 Feb 2026
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chisel between my cheekbones by garagepaperback
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
27 Jan 2026
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“I want to know about Mexico. And your nervous blowjob in LA.”
“Like,” Shane said, blinking like he hadn't understood immediately, “you want me to tell you what happened?”
“No.” Ilya’s fingers knit in a loose cradle behind his head, elbows bent out wide, making a big show of him against the headboard. Of his chest. Shane's eyes dipped and came back up shining. “You will show me.”
Shane laughed. Like he was nervous again. He got the way he always got in front of something he badly wanted and knew he shouldn't: played shy. Looked away. Squirmed until want swelled into need.
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02 Feb 2026
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Rozanov stares at him, then crawls up his body until they’re face to face, Rozanov’s tacky fingers on Shane’s jaw when Shane tries to look away. He tilts Shane’s face up until their eyes catch; holds him there. “You fuck yourself,” Rozanov says, “with a dildo bigger than me. How often?”
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01 Feb 2026
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The outside world could be melting and deforming into something monstrous, for all Ilya cares. Shane looks at him with the same sincerity he brings to everything else he does, and Ilya is one of those things now. A permanent fixture. An object of care.
“If I was your vase,” he asks, unable to help himself. “Would you take good care of me?”
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27 Jan 2026