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Stranger: u play hockey?
You: Yes. You?
Stranger: ya
Stranger: what level?
You: University, what about you?
Stranger: mlh
You: Yeah, sure lol
Stranger: am serious
You: Okay, well I don’t believe you. Why would an MLH player be on Omegle to talk about hockey lol
Stranger: maybe i like to inspire people- Language:
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16 Jul 2026
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“Uh,” he says, looking up from his screen and feeling his ears go hot, realizing for the first time that this habit of his hasn’t actually come up before until this exact moment.
“What?” Rozanov asks, sounding more amused than anything else. “You are one of the people who does Instagram for food now?”
“No,” Shane says, stalling between answering and finishing his Snap so he can send it to Melissa, “one sec.” He finishes typing out 'Tuna melt. Chips. Pickles. It smells really good. Swiss cheese, I think.' before he looks back to Rozanov, putting his phone facedown on the coffee table. “Just sending it to someone on the staff. She likes knowing what I’m eating.”
He doesn’t know if Melissa likes knowing what he’s eating, per se, but she also seems pleased when he talks about enjoying food for things beyond how many grams of protein it has in it.
“Ah,” Rozanov says, in a tone Shane can’t quite read. “You always send her your food then, this girl?”
(shane has a habit of sending his team's dietician his meals for approval) (the problem with this habit? he forgets to tell ilya exactly what it is that melissa does) (how the tuna meltdown is AVERTED through the power of miscommunication)
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13 Jul 2026
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Shane opened an incognito tab on Safari.
The cursor blinked at him as he thought of how to look something like this up. He can’t just type, ‘I want my husband to force me to drink so he can fuck me while I’m passed out’, because that might put him on a list. So instead, he hesitantly typed ‘I want my husband to fuck me while I’m drunk’, and waited with wide eyes as the search results popped up before him.
The first few links were kink websites, talking about consensual non consensual, but still not exactly what he was looking for. He scrolled, his thumb warm on the LED screen until he saw a Reddit post detailing his exact fantasy.
The subreddit was r/BDSMcommunity and the post is what intrigued him.
user29499594:
‘I want my boyfriend to fuck me while I'm blackout drunk. Is that weird?’
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Shane wants Ilya to be a handsome, coercive stranger who cant take no for an answer. (with lots of forced intoxication)
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13 Jul 2026
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It's 2008. Due to an injury, Ilya Rozanov never made it to the International Prospects Cup. But Fate's gonna do what Fate's gonna do; this summer, Shane Hollander will be tutoring at an English language intensive hockey camp in Moscow.
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10 Jul 2026
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“I was trying to be cool about it.” Shane's confession is a quiet whine, muffled into his palms. “Go with the flow, y’know?”
It’s almost unbearable, how much Ilya adores this perfect, neurotic man. “Hollander,” he says patiently. “You have never once gone with flow. Not ever in your life.”
There is only one grey cloud in the perfect blue sky of Ilya’s summer.
His two weeks at the cottage are almost over, and Shane still hasn’t asked him to stay.
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09 Jul 2026