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    “But how did you know you liked guys? Like did you think about fucking them or were you just wondering and decided to try it out?”

    “Why do you ask me this?” 

    His brick wall shaped - and minded - friend shrugs, turning his head to look out the window to his right while he speaks noncommittally. 

    “Just, eh, whatever. It’s nothing.”

    “You are thinking overall? Or you have a crush do you think?”

    “Not a crush, fuck I don’t - I don’t know. Forget it.”

    “You make me tell you about my feelings, you can do too. Go.”

    Cliff sighs and dares not to meet Ilya’s eyes. 

    “The other day, when you and Hollander were talking shit to each other. I don’t know. It was sweet. I’ve never seen Hollander act like that with anyone.”

    Ilya waits for him to continue, cogs turning and creaking in his brain as more silence passes by them. He snaps his head towards Cliff, who looks away. It’s almost endearing to see his boisterous friend shy like this - it would be, if it weren’t over his Shane. 

    “You…you want to fuck Hollander?”

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    06 Jul 2026

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    It turns out ‘slut’ isn’t an offensive term – not if you’re Shane Hollander.
    5+1 of Shane discovering his new favourite term of endearment.

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    04 Jul 2026

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    “Eager little slut, huh?” Ilya murmured against his lips, the vice like grip around him not letting up as Shane whimpered, already worked up from the dildo he had opened himself up with dutifully and the plug he had put inside himself before coming in here to see what was taking Ilya so long.

    “Ilya,” he whimpered, as he slid into the other man’s lap instinctually to rub against him, his weight being supported by one leg as Ilya spread his legs to accommodate him. His feverish face found its way to the crook of Ilya’s neck as the other man rucked up his shirt to get at his smooth skin.

    The moment was broken by a loud ahem. “Sir-”

    “Shut your idiot face, Marly. You better be interrupting me for a good reason or I’m going to pull out those fresh stitches myself.”

    OR, an AU where Ilya is a mob boss and Shane is his escort turned husband a la Pretty Woman.

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    30 Jun 2026

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    Do you need arms like that, shoulders like that, to play the drums? Surely not.

    Or, Shane gets fucked in a bathroom.

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    08 Jun 2026

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    No serious hockey fan or sports commentator worth their salt would have considered record-breaking Boston superstar Ilya Rozanov to be Shane Hollander’s rival exactly, but sleeping with a man who had a specific offense-related vendetta against him and a wrist shot like a jet engine to back it up was probably ill-advised just the same.

    Or, Shane is a goalie. Ilya can’t score.

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    31 May 2026