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    Shane felt Finn’s sudden rage, the way he resented Dane for how nothing ever touched him—and underneath that, the way Finn, inexplicably, wanted to be the thing that could. “Just because your life doesn’t matter doesn’t mean you get to fuck up mine.”
    Ilya’s eyes widened, just for a moment, sparking with something close to hurt before narrowing back into coldness. “I’ll be ready for your mandatory tour in the morning, Prince Finn.” He turned his back on the camera, still shirtless of course, but somehow it looked defenseless now, instead of cocky.
    “I—” Shane said, and reached toward the screen.
    Ilya shook his head, ever so slightly, and walked out of the room. Shane stared at the empty space where he’d been, bereft.
    “And cut,” Scott said. “Holy shit.”
    Ilya walked back into view, sat down in his chair, smirk firmly back in place. Shane’s hands were trembling.
    “Well,” Kip said. “I think it’s safe to say the chemistry is there.”

     

    Or, Shane and Ilya are cast in a production of Ember & Ice and eventually they fuck about it.

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    19 May 2026

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    “Fuck, that’s good. You feel so good,” Shane moans above him.

    He pulls him down again, and this time he holds him there, his hands firm on Ilya’s head. Instinctively, Ilya fights it, his throat spasming around the intrusion, and he tries to pull off, but Shane holds him there.

    “Ah, ah. No. That’s not how you say it’s too much. You tap my leg, remember?”

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    Immediate sequel to 'I Keep Telling Myself, I'm not the Desperate Type'
    Stoner frat boy Ilya x cool, jock Shane

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    “You like it, right?” Shane whispered against his lips.

    “Hm?” Ilya tried hard to focus on Shane’s words but Shane felt too good, the pressure of his ass on Ilya’s crotch too maddeningly distracting.

    Shane leaned in so that his mouth was now right on Ilya’s ear, stilling his movements. “I said,” he breathed hotly, “you like it? Being my dog?”

    And this was new. The words sent an electric shock down Ilya’s spine, making him involuntarily thrust up into Shane. Ilya swallowed, closing his eyes and nodding furiously, as Shane nibbled on his ear lobe and sucked sweetly at the skin there.

    “Speak,” Shane said simply, the same tone he used when talking to Chiron or Anya. When talking to dogs.

    “Fuck,” Ilya choked out. “Yes, da, yes, I like being your dog.”

    or, Ilya discovers a new kink about himself.

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    18 May 2026

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    A collection of fics where Scott Hunter comes to Shane and/or Ilya's rescue.

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    18 May 2026

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    ✅ freak4freak hollanov
    ✅ heavy kink with tons of consent
    ✅ good bdsm practices
    ✅ extremely, embarrassingly in love
    ✅ autistic shane representation

    welcome to penalties, baby

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    17 May 2026