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    “Hollander.” Shane’s head snaps back to his left. Ilya is much closer, pace slightly hurried. “Come here.” His voice sort of mimics the way one would talk to an animal paralyzed in fight-or-flight. Shane is not sure what to make of that.

    He slowly turns his head in the opposite direction, where his vision tunnels on the door for the stairwell. It almost glows like a special item in a video game, like a hint. Without giving himself time to doubt, he bolts.

    “Wha- Hollander, what the fuck!” Ilya shouts in audible disbelief, and Shane distinctly hears matching thuds of frantic footsteps behind him; Ilya is chasing after him. Shane runs faster, positively sprinting at this point. He’s the fastest skater in the NHL right now. He can do this. He flings the door open and bounds down the steps two at a time, hitting the walls with each turn of a corner. If he eats shit on this filthy floor and embarrasses himself in front of Ilya, he thinks, he’ll never let himself see the light of day ever again.

    or alternatively, in which Shane accidentally sends the text, and Ilya chases after him. Like, actually chases after him.

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    Shane Hollander has spent his entire life being one half of something: the Hollander twins, the Double Dutch, hockey's golden brothers. Falling in love with Ilya Rozanov is the first thing that ever feels like it's his alone—right up until he watches Ilya kiss his twin.

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    Shane Hollander accidentally comes out to his hockey team after years of hiding his sexuality behind carefully crafted personas and unfinished coming out speeches. As the Metros slowly begin icing him out on and off the ice, Shane spirals between rage, grief, and self-discovery—while Ilya refuses to let him forget exactly who he is.

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    Ilya pulled off with a wet pop, a thin trail of white fluid connecting his lips to Shane’s nipple. He looked up at Shane’s stunned, confused face and chuckled.

    “The little one doesn’t even know his own biology,” he mused, before licking the droplet from the swollen tip. “Succubi produce when they are well-fed and thoroughly satisfied.”

    Before Shane could process that, Ilya’s hands were everywhere again–two on his hips making him bounce on his cocks, two rubbing and pinching his milk-slick nipples.

    (or, when newly turned succubus Shane sneaks into the open penthouse window, he realizes he's not the predator in this game)

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    “We didn’t kiss.”

    Saying the words felt like a boulder had been lifted off his chest for a few blissful seconds before a whole mountain crashed down to take its place. What the fuck was he thinking? Saying something so pathetic, so needy, so utterly stupid over something so insignificant? Heat flooded his face, a different kind of shame, fresh and hot.

    (or, I was mad that Shane never got any reassurance or apology for the Vegas humiliation ritual and "we didn't even kiss")

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