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    "Okay, but..." Shane watches with fascination as Marley's cheeks go pink. His eyes dart towards Shane, and away again. "You talked about Jane, like. A lot. Got pretty fucking graphic with it. You telling me all that was about Hollander?"

    Shane straightens. "What."

    "Why are you surprised?" Ilya asks, raising an eyebrow at him. "You knew this, I told you this."

    "I thought you were just running your mouth," Shane says. Making it up because you knew it turned me on, he doesn't say. He glances back at Marley, who is now openly staring at him with a look on his face that Shane has no idea how to interpret. "What - what did he tell you?"

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    Or, Marley and Ilya reminisce about Montreal Jane and Ilya invites Marley over for a live demonstration.

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    “So, what? You are going to arrest me? For being too sexy?” he joked, gesturing to the cuffs.

    Shane’s embarrassment rushed back in full force, along with a wave of something much hotter. Why did he assume Ilya might be into this? Why did he assume Ilya even wanted, much less, needed, someone else to take control? “I-ah- don’t know why-” 

    Ilya chuckled. “Fucking relax, Shane. You want me to tie you up and fuck you until you sob, yes? Sounds fun.” 

    Those words, in Ilya’s deep, accented voice, made Shane’s stomach clench. He wondered when, if ever, Ilya’s physical effects on him would wear off. Total immunity was probably a lost cause, but he could live with that. Like always, Ilya talking so explicitly made Shane a little braver. He squared his shoulders, and lifted his gaze. 

    “Actually, I wanted to tie you up.”

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    OR: Shane tries to get Ilya to relax, in an unconventional way.

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    10 May 2026

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    Ilya was good at noticing things about people, and he was good at understanding them. Shane was not. That was okay. Shane had developed his own way of getting to know Ilya. It involved a lot of inane questions and, more importantly, no longer involved condoms.

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    09 May 2026

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    "You are doing this on purpose," Ilya accused.

    Shane looked up, perfectly innocent. "Doing what on purpose?"

    "The—" Ilya gestured. "This. The—the organizing."

    "The organizing that I do. Every Thursday. Like I have for the entire time we've been together."

    "You know what you're doing."

    Shane's lips twitched. Just barely. But Ilya saw it. "I'm folding a hoodie."

    BREAKING: Local man gets pavlov'd by the KonMari method, more at 11.

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    Shane's brought Ilya to his cottage, which means something, doesn't it? And whether it's a test, or an experiment, or an audition - Ilya is determined he will triumph. By any means necessary.

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    Relentlessly explicit companion piece to rush&roulette; another missing scene, this time from the heart of the cottage, from Ilya's POV. Revisiting that specific request of Shane’s because now, everything is different.

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    He smiled at Shane’s startled look, moving in close, overriding any objection with a kiss. He'd show him. Come on. What did he expect? Bring Ilya to an isolated house of glass, he was going to be pressing Shane against every damn window.

    He crowded him with deliberate intent, squeezing Shane's chest and pushing him back. Kissing his mouth, his neck. Trying to tell him with his lips and tongue that he was here, they were here; that what they had was sunlit and sober and real and worthy.

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