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    Ilya thought he knew everything there was to know about Shane's sexual habits. His quirks. How his gag reflex is almost non-existent, how his ass craves to be filled if he goes too long without it, how he loves to be kissed so much that, if Ilya really tries, he can get Shane off just by sucking his tongue.

    He's never once heard about Shane being good at eating pussy.

    Or: Ilya overhears that his totally-casual-sitationship was very good at munching and has a jealous fit about it.

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    “What do you want me to do moya lyubov'?” he asked.

    “Want you to suck my dick,” Shane said, his voice firm as he pushed at Ilya's head a little. “Wanna come down your throat please– fuck–” he whined as Ilya let his cock drag particularly slowly against Shanes own. “You’ll let me right?”

    Ilya had to bite back a whimper, what he wanted to say was ‘yes Shane, i’ll be good, i’ll suck your dick all day long, please let me kneel at your feet, use me whenever you want i’ll be a good dog for you’.

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    Or, Ilya Rozanov has a sweat kink and is a dumb dog about it

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    Ilya frowns. “Did Dykstra call me stupid?”

    Shane laughs. “No, Ilya. It’s like– when someone is so in love that they act a bit foolish with their… lover,” he explains, putting a special emphasis on the word lover, enjoying the way his boyfriend’s eyes crinkle with joy.

    He kisses his forehead for a split second, just because he can.

    “Ah,” Ilya finally understands, cheeks flaming red despite Russians not blushing. “I, how you say, contain multiples. Shane tells me always.”

    Everyone laughs, not in a mean or unkind way, and Shane is sure that he’s about to burst at the seams with all the love that is flowing through his veins.

    “It’s multitudes, Ilya. I contain multitudes,” he gently corrects.

    A very stressed Shane decides that Ilya deserves to be celebrated. So he comes out to the Ottawa Centaurs on his own and throws his boyfriend a surprise birthday party with them all.

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    Shane's first few weeks in Ottawa, as told by several unhinged groupchats, Twitter hashtags, and clickbait articles.

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