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    “Do not want to punish you tonight, Shane. Just want you to ride. Show me how good you are at taking control when you want to. All for me.”

    Shane mumbled, nodding, lifting his hips slowly away from the mattress. He was hesitant to move, was certain he would sob when the hollow emptiness hit, so he had to reach for Ilya’s hand, to steady him, to remind him that he would have Ilya soon. 

    “Good boy,” Ilya smiled, eyes widening as he watched the dildo slip out of Shane’s hole, covered in a mixture of Shane’s own wetness and their strawberry fucking lube. “Perfect boy. So pretty. All mine.” 

    When Shane was empty, he whimpered and whined like a puppy. Ilya was quick to grab the dildo to stop Shane from falling victim to temptation and sinking down on it again, a smirk pulling on his lips as he reached for Shane’s face. 

    “Ilya,” Shane mumbled, grazing his lips against his husband’s, inhaling the distant smell of alcohol and chewing gum mint and Ilya. “Ilya, let’s record a sex tape.” 

     

    OR, husbands Ilya Rozanov and Shane Hollander record another sex tape.

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    11 Jul 2026

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    theeeeeehottest thing i've read 🥵
    top tier. 9.5/10 (minus.5-minorbreedingkinkmo)
    ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

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    “What do you need?” he asks, because he doesn’t know what else to do. “Tell me what to do. I got you, brother.”

    Shane swallows hard. His chest feels like it’s collapsing inward.

    “Call Ilya?” he manages, voice thin. “Please?”

    (ie. set during the long game - shane has a panic attack after a game and ilya helps him)

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    10 Jul 2026

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    “It’s like a switch flips somewhere in the back of Shane’s mind. Perfect. What an impossible word. He tries to brush it off, tries to focus on the way Ilya is playing his body like a conductor with an orchestra, but deep down it strikes a nerve. It’s something that’s been on his mind for months, really, now that they’re living together full time and have nearly 24/7 access to each other, a stark contrast to their years of stolen moments, scattered nights.”

    Shane’s insecurities creep in; Ilya takes care of his husband in all the ways he knows how.

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    09 Jul 2026

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    Ilya rubbed at his face with both hands, trying to knead the heaviness away. It didn’t budge.

    Probably just caught something from the kids, he thought to himself. Some kind of virus.

    Except he'd been feeling like this for weeks now. Maybe longer. It was hard to tell. The days blurred when you were tired, and he’d been tired for longer than he wanted to admit.

    Maybe it was something still lingering in his system. That happened sometimes, right? Viruses could hang around. He'd read that somewhere. Post-viral fatigue.

    Yeah. That was probably it.

    Some dormant virus still working its way out of him.

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    Ilya and Shane are married with kids, living the life they fought for. But Ilya's depression is rearing its ugly head again.

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    07 Jul 2026

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    Depressionwhilemarriedwithkids

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    The airport looks like it always does. A sea of people oblivious to anything going on around them. Ilya is about to put his headphones over his ears when he sees something so familiar his brain almost doesn't register it. That is until he realizes that he's in fucking Moscow so this doesn't make any sense.

    Because right there at the gate, spread out over several chairs, his duffle bag as a pillow, is the figure of Shane Hollander sleeping. The hood of his sweatshirt is up and he's wearing sunglasses, but Ilya would recognize the shape of Shane Hollander anywhere.

    “Hollander?” he asks in shock, stepping closer.

     

    Or, Shane shows up in Russia after learning Ilya's father died. Ilya did not ask him to do this. He just showed up. And now Ilya doesn't know what to do with himself. He proceeds to just go with it, and maybe listen to Shane for once.

     

    Another song inspired fic, this time Ever the Same by Rob Thomas which I argue is underrated.

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    05 Jul 2026

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    SHstayswithIRehileinMoscowforpapafuneral