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    “I’m going to take my time with you tonight,” Ilya murmurs, pressing down against Hollander's tongue until he can feel the drool pooling. Hollander moans around the intrusion and blinks up at Ilya. His face is so fucking trusting, so full of desire, it makes Ilya's heart race. It’s fucking terrifying.

    Unable to hold Hollander’s gaze, Ilya leans in to claim a hungry, biting kiss. Hollander arches forward and moans as his erection brushes against the bulge in Ilya’s shorts, then grabs Ilya’s shoulders to pull him closer. His hands are trembling. He’s trembling for Ilya, clinging to him like he needs him, like he wants him for real, and not just for sex. 

    But, Ilya reminds himself, this is just sex. That’s all it can be: just scaldingly hot, clandestine sex with a side order of mutually assured destruction. He takes Hollander’s face in both hands, drawing him in to deepen the kiss.

    An unexpected snow day with Hollanov, set roughly during the winter in late 2014 or early 2015, when things still feel new between them but they're starting to become a little more familiar.

    These two chapters tell the same story, first from Ilya's point of view and then from Shane's.

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    01 Feb 2026

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    The Metros really were lousy at hockey. Shane Hollander was the only talent they had, which was why they threw the C on his chest before they even made it to the All Star break. The Raiders hadn’t given Ilya even an A yet. Coach had taken him aside and told him they weren’t going to think about a leadership role on the team until he’d finished his rookie year. He had enough to deal with, Coach said, which was nicer than saying Ilya was still nineteen, and his English sucked shit, and they weren’t quite done being worried about “character issues.”


    Ilya Rozanov’s rookie year reimagined by someone with serious hockey-watcher brainrot.

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    23 Jan 2026

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    “Board games,” Ilya said, kneeing them higher up his chest.
    Shane stared at him. “You travel with those?” he asked, trying to go for scathing. It never quite got there. He didn’t have Ilya’s skill.
    Ilya smiled wide and shark-like. “No,” he said. “I got them from Emily. Mrs. Lansow.”
    Shane felt even more baffled.
    “The owner of the hotel,” Ilya said.
    “I know,” Shane said. He just couldn’t imagine Ilya interacting with that sweet woman. Or her asking him to call her by her first name. “Why? I mean, why did you get them?”
    “You have better things to do?” Ilya asked.
    “I have a phone. And a laptop. And there’s a television,” Shane said.
    Ilya squinted dismissively. “Screen is bad. Melts your brain.”
    “You sound like my mom,” Shane said, a little softer than he intended and smiling reluctantly.
    Ilya tilted his head. “This does it for you?”

    Shane and Ilya learn what it's like spending time together with their clothes still on.

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    14 Jan 2026

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    “A flower shop? Why do you get the sex shop? And I’m—I’m selling flowers.” Hollander’s nose scrunches up, like he can’t imagine anything worse than floral arrangements. Like he’d be the one running a dildo store.

    “Because I am the sexy one. You are—boring, like I say. These writers—they know this. They are” —he gestures, searching for the word— “insight. Perceptive.”

    A rosy flush appears along the ridges of Hollander’s cheekbones. Soft pink behind a constellation of freckles. Fucking lethal. “Right. Yeah. This sounds dumb. And it’s an invasion of privacy.”

    Not this again. “Do you own actual flower shop?”

    Hollander looks panicked, like he might have forgotten if one of his properties houses a florist. “No, I—”

    “Then is not invasion. Story is very hot, very sexy. Let me tell you. I will read.”

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    Or: Ilya reads Shane a chapter from his favorite AU.

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    12 Jan 2026

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    SHANE: Ilya, I'm gay.
    ILYA: Yeah, not so gay you can't fuck Rose Landry.
    SHANE: Oh my god. It was like, twice. And both times were complete disasters. I'm not sure she's looking for a repeat performance.
    ILYA: Oh, disasters like how?
    SHANE: I'm not going into details.

    Shane goes into the details.

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    12 Jan 2026