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    “You know you are big, right?”

    Shane’s hands stilled, tangled in the silky, soft strands. Leave it to Rozanov to make fun of him with his dick out. Cheap fucking shot.

    “Fuck off,” Shane mumbled, but he didn’t make any effort to leave.

    “No, I mean it.” Rozanov’s expression was amused, the corner of his mouth quirked up slightly in a sort of half-smile, but his voice was earnest. “It’s very pretty, Hollander. I would not lie about this.”

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    Set sometime shortly after 1221, Shane and Ilya are booked for the same cologne advertisement in NYC. Alone again long before they expected to be, Shane is nervous and Ilya knows just how to get him to relax.

    Also Shane has a big dick.

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    27 Jun 2026

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    “Ilya, what are we gonna do?” Shane says.

    Ilya finishes whatever he has been doing on his phone, and tosses it gently to the bed beside him. He crosses the room to Shane, stands in front of him, squeezes into his shoulders with his big hands, rubbing them like he means to warm them up.

    “Looks like we will have a little vacation,” he says, with a big obnoxious grin.

     


     

    Boston and Montreal are sent to Paris to play against each other in an exhibition series in January 2017. Ilya and Shane decide to stay in Paris for one more night. Just one more night, so they can talk. Maybe finally understand each other.

    They aren't expecting a volcano to erupt in Iceland and close all the airspace in Europe, leaving them stranded there. Together.

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    27 Jun 2026

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    He wanted to take it back instantly. Wanted to swallow his name down, down, down, shove it back into his heart where he’s been hiding it for - god - years. He wanted to go back in time a few seconds, to just before the moment when he ruined it all. He’d call him Hollander, instead. He’d whisper something sweet in Russian so Shane would never know - so Ilya could speak his feelings into existence without Shane hearing them.

    He’d do anything at all to fix it.

     

    (Or, Shane leaves. Then he comes back.)

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    20 Jun 2026

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    Through the haze of darkness and body heat and drunken partygoers, all Shane could see was Ilya. His eyes were fixed on Shane and Rose: the way she touched him, the way she kissed him, the way they moved together. And the look on Ilya’s face - the agony in his eyes - pierced Shane like a blade through his heart.

    It made him want to peel his skin off; made him feel ashamed for having a body that had been touched by someone other than Ilya.

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    19 Jun 2026

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    “Good,” Shane says, when he finally finds his voice. “Because I’m selfish.”

    Ilya laughs. “You are not selfish, sweetheart.”

    “I am when it comes to you,” he confesses, pulling back so he can look Ilya in the eyes. “I feel like a kid who doesn’t want to share his favourite toy.”

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    16 Jun 2026