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    No one would believe it now, but Ilya Rozanov was a shy kid, prone to tears. Small for his age. An easy target.

    After his mother’s death, he threw himself into hockey. He hit a growth spurt. He started lifting weights, became big and strong. Not as big and strong as his older brother, but big enough to make Alexei and the other bullies think twice. Strong enough to fight back.

    (Or: Five times Ilya has to go home to Russia, and one time he chooses to go home to Shane.)
     



    This isn’t what Ilya had in mind when he figured they’d be spending most of their time at the cottage in bed.

    He throws his arm over his eyes and groans. “I am ruining our time together. I am ruining your time off.”

    “No you’re not,” Shane says. “Are you kidding me? I’ve basically been fantasizing about this.”

    Ilya lowers his arm. “About me puking all over your favorite place on earth?”

    “No, you asshole. About taking care of you.”

    Ilya stares at him.

    Shane says, defensively, “What?”

    “I fantasize about you fucking yourself on boring beige dildo,” Ilya says, voice cracking, “and you fantasize about me being sick at your cottage so you can take care of me?”

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    18 Jun 2026

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    i was raised out in the cold (i was raised on little light)

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    The steady, persistent pressure of Rozanov’s thick cock sinking into him is unlike anything Shane has ever felt before. He feels impossibly full, impossibly exposed, but more than that, he feels good.

    Fuck, it’s good.

    It’s so good that he forgets to feel awkward as he begins to rock back into Rozanov’s thrusts. He forgets to feel ashamed as Rozanov draws sounds out of him he didn’t even know he was capable of making. As Rozanov drives him out of his mind and deep into his own body, holds him there, forces him to feel everything and think nothing at all—

    Shane forgets to feel anything but good.

    (In which Shane has a dirty fantasy, and Ilya runs with it.)
     



    “Ah,” Ilya says softly, brushing a finger along the column of Shane’s throat. “Is that what you want, Hollander? To be humiliated?”

    “Yes,” Shane says, the word a guttural moan. “No? I don’t know. Maybe. Fuck.”

    “To be put to good use? To be told what to do?”

    “Yes,” Shane gasps, relieved to be asked a simpler question. “That’s what I want.”

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    18 Jun 2026

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    always starving, never full

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    The footage is shaky; the paparazzo must have been hiding behind a pole in the parking garage, ducking and swerving to stay out of sight. The video zooms in on a car window. Two people inside. They sit stock still, frozen for a moment. Then the driver leans over and punches the passenger on the side of his face, the camera tracking the way the passenger’s head whips to the side and smashes into the window, blood spraying from his mouth to coat the tempered glass. Another punch lands. More blood.

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    A video leaks of Ilya’s father’s reaction to his loss in the Olympics.

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    08 Apr 2026

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    Anger is a beast with teeth and the teeth are mine

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    Shane Hollander seems to get a new tattoo of a flower or leaf every time something significant happens to him. Ilya's curiosity threatens to drive him mad.

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    11 Jun 2026

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    now you're speaking my language

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    01 Jun 2026

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    What is a RHOO?

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