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    Slut,” Ilya says, watching Shane’s mouth fall open at the name. “What? Are you not?”

    Shane opens his mouth again, but no words come out. 

    “Stretched yourself open in here, while your team was just down the hall? Fingered your ass in my bed,” Ilya says, “in a stranger’s bed,” he adds on for effect, “during a party. Is pretty slutty,” he says.

    Shane swallows. “I guess so.”

    “Do you like it?”

    “Like what?”

    Ilya rolls his eyes. “Being a slut. Prepping yourself for a stranger’s cock? Getting naked in his bed with people in the next room,” he says.

    Shane chews his lip, and he nods, just the smallest movement Ilya barely catches. 

    “Mm. Of course you do. Imagine if they knew,” Ilya purrs, and he pulls his shirt over his head, dropping it to the floor. 

    “You’ll keep your mask on?” Shane asks. 

    “Da. Of course. Otherwise you’d know who I am.” 

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    Ilya throws a masquerade party so he can fuck Shane without having to face anything else.

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    09 Jul 2026

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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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    09 Jul 2026

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    russianstallion messages hollabackgirl on Grindr for some fun, but then they keep showing up at the same places, conveniently right when Boston and Montreal have a game against each other.

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    Shane and Ilya, unbeknownst to each other, are sexting on Grindr while still being rivals on the ice.

    *SMAU that was previously uploaded to twitter is now on ao3 for ease of reading*

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    09 Jul 2026

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    “Holy shit, dude,” Hayden whispers, too loudly, as he pulls Shane away. “No way you were just talking to Ilya Rozanov.”

    “Uh, yeah. We just met. Wait, did he lie to me?” Shane asks, looking back over his shoulder where Ilya is now standing next to a short but very muscular woman with long black hair. “What does he play?”

    Hayden stops, so Shane does too.

    “You don’t know who that was?” 

    Shane makes a face that says ‘no shit’, and waits for an answer. 

    “Dude. You are so innocent. Ilya Rozanov, ‘Russia’s Greatest Love Machine’?” Hayden says, like it’s obvious. 

    Shane looks at him blankly, and then Hayden laughs. Not like, a chuckle. He full on cackles, bending over like he can’t even contain it. “Man, he’s like prolific.”

    “At what?” Shane snaps, because he’s getting really sick of not being in on the joke. 

    “He’s a porn star, man.” 

    “A-” Shane says, swallowing thickly. “What?” 

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    Ilya is a porn star, Shane is a hockey player, and their paths cross.

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    08 Jul 2026

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    “Ilya,” Shane pleaded “I know it sounds crazy, and that I was wrong to leave in Boston, but I promise it’s not bad. I love you, we’re in love…we’re happy together. Please baby, don’t cry.” Ilya roughly wiped at his cheeks with a bed sheet. He was no longer crying, but his eyebrows were arched so high they nearly merged into his hairline.

    “You think I am crying because it is so bad to be married to you, Shane Hollander?” Well, yes, Shane did.

    Ilya wakes up in a hospital bed with a splitting headache and surrounded by Hollanders. The last time Ilya remembers seeing Shane Hollander, he was running away from Ilya's Boston home.

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    A collision on the ice wipes five years of Ilya's memory.

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    06 Jul 2026