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    That next time, Shane had thought to get ahead of it.

    It had been— difficult. Doing it himself, without Ilya there to monitor. And then he had knelt apologetically at Ilya’s feet, confessing shamefacedly that he’d done it again, he’d come when he wasn’t supposed to. And Ilya’s face had changed— not to anger, it was never anger, even when he pretended at it, just a kind of electric anticipation, his lips curling back over his teeth like he was trying to taste Shane in the air— before Shane had blurted out I ruined it, though. He’d sat up a little straighter.

    A pause. Ruined it, solnyshko?

    Shane had nodded.

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    27 Jul 2026

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    After a bad game, Shane needs something. Ilya can’t give it to him if he doesn’t use his words. AKA Ilya threatens to whore Shane out to the Raiders.

    The place feels off. Like it’s at an angle. Shane whips his head around. All his stuff looks normal, in its right place, the Montreal backdrop glittering among the reflections of the lamps dotted around the place. He can’t seem to focus on anything. Maybe Rozanov isn’t even here. Maybe he has a second to pull himself togeth–

    Shane’s eyes lock onto Rozanov’s like a bolt slotting into place.

    He’s reclined into the corner of the couch, arm slung over the side, knee falling open onto the seat. Tumbler in hand, something brown he must’ve found in a forgotten cupboard. Looking amused.

    “Well done,” Shane says, and his voice only wobbles a fraction. It should come easy to him. It’s Shane’s brand. But tonight, with him, he’s having to force the words out.

    Rozanov’s eyes crinkle. “Thanks,” he says. Shane doesn’t expect any congratulations, but the absence of the return hangs between them, possibly even louder.

    Yeah. Tonight was a real low for him.

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    26 Jul 2026

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    Rozanov wags the wrinkled boxers in front of Shane’s face.

    “Bad,” he scolds. “Bad behavior. Cannot have people thinking I let you act like this.”

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    26 Jul 2026

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    "I'm sorry." Shane's voice is small, muffled because of how Ilya holds him.

    "Sorry for what?"

    "Sorry I can't get you hard." He sounds dazed, lips still fishlike where Ilya pushes them out. Rybka, Ilya could call him—if Ilya was being sweet.

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    Ilya's not going to get hard for Shane; he's not gay.

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    26 Jul 2026

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    He had absolutely no idea what was about to happen. Maybe Malfoy would kick him in the face. Maybe he’d scream loud enough that the whole school would rush in and see him lying there between Malfoy’s legs with his cock rock hard. Maybe he’d hex Harry’s rock hard cock off. Hell, maybe Harry’d wake in his own bed in a few minutes with a rock hard cock and would never again be able to look at Malfoy without sprouting an instant hard-on.

    Or maybe he and Malfoy would have sex.

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    22 Jul 2026