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    “Mmm. You want it bad,” Ilya purrs, teeth grazing the column of his throat.

    “Yeah,” Shane whines, hating how petulant it sounds. A fresh flare of determination rises up in response. “Just give it to me. Ilya. I can—just go hard. Just make it fit.”

    Ilya laughs quietly, incredulously. It’s hot against Shane’s ear. “Make it fit."

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    Or: in the midst of a stressful season, Shane's a little... out of practice. He's not gonna let that stop him getting what he wants.

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    18 Jun 2026

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    “I just…wanted to know if you’d be interested in trying something. It’s totally okay if you’re not into the idea, obviously.”

    Ilya’s ears perked up. He’d had some of the best sex of his life following basically those exact words. He rested his head on Shane’s shoulder, reaching over to take his hand. “Keep talking.”

    “Well, we have another week here together, and I was thinking. What if you could, uh. Have sex with me whenever you wanted?” Shane asked quietly, turning his hand over in Ilya’s so they were palm to palm, lacing their fingers together. “And I couldn’t say no? Or I mean, I could say it, but you wouldn’t listen.”

    Ilya inhaled sharply and lifted his head from Shane’s shoulder, studying him. He looked tense, but hopeful. Eager. “I would like that,” he enunciated carefully, squeezing Shane’s hand.

    Or: during their second summer at the cottage, Shane suggests trying out free use. Ilya is, predictably, all for it.

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    17 Jun 2026

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    “...forgive us for the presumption,” Edrehasivar said, tone slightly strangled in the way it always is when he doesn’t like what is coming out of his mouth. “But we thought, if we... that is, if we, er… attended... then you would not have to… no one would have to…" He sagged under our stares. “...stay behind,” he finished feebly.

    We were at that moment visited by a terrible, inevitable vision of the Ethuverazhid Zhas cornered by our mother, and we confess we had to lean on the wall in a brief violation of Alchenar IX.I.VI. Even the edocharei seemed taken aback; even Cala. Edrehasivar looked horribly dismayed at this non-reaction, and immediately started to backtrack. 

    "We do not wish to inflict ourself," he said wretchedly. "It was only a— a thought…" He trailed off, but the pause persisted. In it, we reflected to ourself that while we had taken knives for this boy, and would willingly take plenty more, he had — indeed, has — a talent for making us want to scream in dismay.

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    the alcethmeret's annual springnight gala goes... interestingly.

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    13 Jun 2026

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    Don’t talk and don’t come and stay where I put you when I need you, or I’ll find another hole to fuck, one that’s always ready for me, Ilya had said last night in Shane’s ear, making him shiver in anticipation.

    Shane doesn’t have anywhere to go. He doesn’t have anywhere to be, other than right here, until Ilya needs him.

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    Or, Shane Hollander experiences a day of free use.

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    09 Jun 2026

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    “How’s the city?” Clark asks.

    It’s an innocent question in order to inspire conversation. He’s asked Bruce the same one multiple times in the past. Usually, he grunts out a simple affirmative that he heard it, or that it’s fine. If Clark needs to know any details, it’s because he’s helping Bruce with an aspect of his work. Yet here, on a night such as tonight, Bruce’s eyes close for a moment to steady himself.

    Clark brings over a slice of rhubarb pie.

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    08 Jun 2026