Polygoncat



Recent bookmarks

  1. Public Bookmark *

    Tags
    Summary

    “Happy winner,” Rozanov says, kissing Shane’s hip. “How does it feel? Good, yes? Such a strong alpha.”

    Despite the teasing lilt, a soft, rolling r in strong, Shane can tell that Rozanov is being sincere. He has never gotten the impression that Rozanov uses it as an insult with him—unlike every time he whips it out mid-game to taunt an opponent, or to provoke someone in an interview. Shane blinks down at him, and is reminded of what this is. Of why, in every way, they are implausible.

    Rozanov adds, “What?”

    “You just never call me that,” Shane says. His grip on Rozanov’s shoulder tightens.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    28,549
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Comments:
    286
    Kudos:
    2,276
    Bookmarks:
    589
    Hits:
    26,018

    01 Jul 2026

  2. Public Bookmark *

    Tags
    Summary

    “Sometimes in Juniors, I’d think about my teammates in a circle and me on my knees in the center. They’d all be jerking off, and I wouldn’t be allowed to touch myself until every one of them came on me.”

    Shane Hollander has spent a lifetime swallowing down every single desire. Ilya Rozanov finds his pleasure in making him speak.

    featuring: couch conversations about gay awakenings, ex-girlfriends, and sexual fantasies

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    7,742
    Chapters:
    1/2
    Collections:
    1
    Comments:
    70
    Kudos:
    1,074
    Bookmarks:
    256
    Hits:
    13,354

    30 Jun 2026

  3. Public Bookmark *

    Tags
    Summary

    In late 2014, celebrity photos start dropping. Ilya deletes his texts, his photos, a video he should never have taken. It isn't soon enough.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    66,960
    Chapters:
    8/8
    Collections:
    4
    Comments:
    2,206
    Kudos:
    13,492
    Bookmarks:
    4,410
    Hits:
    205,832

    28 Jun 2026

  4. Public Bookmark *

    Tags
    Summary

    “Maybe later you will be good girl for me,” he whispers, daring it just as the door handle turns and the beleaguered errand-boy returns to fetch them, too involved in his call sheet to notice the shocked red of Shane’s face. They have makeup for that.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    5,339
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Comments:
    34
    Kudos:
    590
    Bookmarks:
    126
    Hits:
    5,054

    21 Jun 2026

  5. Public Bookmark *

    Tags
    Summary

    Someone posts a photo of Shane looking very in love with Ilya after the first term of the Irina Foundation's hockey camp.

    Ilya’s grinning, his head bowed towards Shane’s, his hand gripping the back of Shane’s neck. They’re in their kit on the ice.

    Ilya's a little blurry, in motion, but Shane's not. It’s Shane’s face. It’s what his face is doing, it has to be. He’s ducked his head, but it’s still visible. He’s looking at Ilya. Shane’s never seen that look on his own face. He didn’t know it could do that. It’s soft and hungry. His eyes are hot. He’s melting under Ilya’s hand. It’s a smoking fucking gun. There’s a fragment of his love on his face, on Twitter.

    Series
    Language:
    English
    Words:
    6,762
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Comments:
    102
    Kudos:
    1,869
    Bookmarks:
    323
    Hits:
    16,677

    18 Jun 2026