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    "He thinks about it later though, back in his hotel room alone. The thought of being tied up, being tied up by Rozanov, and fucked until he can’t take it anymore. Maybe even past what he can’t take anymore. That’s…

    Well. Shane isn’t the risk-taking type, but what has everything to do with Rozanov for the past five years been except a very bad idea?"

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    shane: *asks to be tied up and fucked stupid*
    ilya: this is my fucking superbowl

    edit: now includes ilya's pov

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    28 May 2026

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    A concussed Shane pushes himself too far whilst staying at The Cottage. Ilya freaks out.

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    19 May 2026

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    Shane Hollander is hockey’s closeted golden boy with everything to hide. Ilya Rozanov is a professional Dom with everything to lose and an expired visa.

    Through their arrangement at a discreet Montreal kink bar, where NDAs protect secrets and sessions are charged per hour, they discover the most dangerous thing isn’t being caught—it’s wanting more than those hours allow.

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    24 Apr 2026

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    “Ilya,” he whispers, voice hoarse. “I don’t feel right.”

    The hand doesn’t pull away. Instead, it slides lower.

    Shane stiffens as fingers trace down his spine, lingering too long, dipping beneath the hem of his shirt. Skin-on-skin contact sends a jolt through him, not pleasure, not comfort, but something sharp and wrong. His breath catches.

    Then the hand grips him. Firmly. Possessive. Fingers digging into his ass through his jeans.

    Shane jerks slightly, confusion slicing through the fog. His heart stutters, a hard, uneven beat that makes his chest ache.

    That’s… not-

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    Someone puts something in Shane’s drink. Ilya is not happy.

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    02 Feb 2026

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    “Shane.” Ilya takes Shane’s head in his hands, squeezes his cheeks so that Shane looks puffy, absurd. Beloved. “I am saying that to me, even though you are retired, you will always be No. 1 hockey player. Fuck Wayne Gretzky.”

    That’s what does it, as Ilya knew it would. Shane rears back, spluttering, outraged, trying not to laugh.

    “Oh, I have committed blasphemy now. They will take back my citizenship, big crime, very sad.”

    Shane smoothes his hands along Ilya’s calves, rests his fingertips on Ilya’s ankles. “Fuck Wayne Gretzky,” he says. He looks like he can’t believe what he’s saying. Ilya wonders, distantly, if he can get it on tape to play back to himself when things feel particularly bleak. “We can live in exile together. I don’t care. You’re my, my best, my second best hockey player forever too.”

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    Shane decides he has to retire. Ilya, of course, will go with him.

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    30 Jan 2026