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    “He’ll never forget anything about their first night. Or any night he shared with Ilya. Every detail has been etched into him. Without them, he wouldn’t recognize himself. Without them he was blank.

    Stop thinking about Rozanov. Fuck.

    He seeks new memories. New… etches.

    So when future archeologists dig up his bones they won’t read them like a love letter to Ilya Rozanov.

    Shane knows it’s risky.

    But he doesn’t know that tonight he won’t be etched, he’ll be broken.”

    When Shane hooks up with a stranger after a game, he thinks the worst that could happen is getting outed. He is wrong. What was meant to be a night to forget all about Ilya Rozanov, becomes a night when he needs him most.

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    15 Mar 2026

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    When Shane was displeased with Ilya, there was a certain intensity in his speech that called to Ilya like a siren song, dragging him to an early grave with its vehemence. His voice would pitch higher, bossy and prissy and so stridently righteous it should be intolerable.

    But Ilya was, for all intents and purposes, a whore. And nothing made him harder than his husband putting him in his place.

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    or, 5 times ilya ragebaits shane because being yelled at by his husband turns him on, +1 time shane realizes he’s doing it on purpose.

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    08 Mar 2026

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    “What did I,” his throat clicks, swallowing harshly around the tears that he has refused to allow and fall. “What did I do wrong?”

    Mortification feels like fingers wrapped tightly around his throat, tucking himself closely against the wall and too afraid to even look Rozanov in the eye. There’s a long beat of silence where Shane can practically feel his heart climb into his mouth, his chest aching with a relentless thud. 

    “Hollander.” He can’t read Rozanov’s tone even on his better days, quiet and short of breath. 

    Shane wishes that he could dissolve into the floorboards, eyes squeezed shut and a spike of shuddering cold working its way through him.

     

    Or, Shane drops hard and fast after their hook-up in Vegas. Ilya takes care of him.

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    08 Mar 2026

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    “You never forget?”

    “No,” Shane breathes out. “No, I never forget.”

    Except Ilya does.

    He forgets his wedding ring.

    And Shane notices.

    Or: Shane gets stuck inside his own head when Ilya forgets his wedding ring.

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    04 Mar 2026

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    “Holy shit, dude,” Hayden whispers, too loudly, as he pulls Shane away. “No way you were just talking to Ilya Rozanov.”

    “Uh, yeah. We just met. Wait, did he lie to me?” Shane asks, looking back over his shoulder where Ilya is now standing next to a short but very muscular woman with long black hair. “What does he play?”

    Hayden stops, so Shane does too.

    “You don’t know who that was?” 

    Shane makes a face that says ‘no shit’, and waits for an answer. 

    “Dude. You are so innocent. Ilya Rozanov, ‘Russia’s Greatest Love Machine’?” Hayden says, like it’s obvious. 

    Shane looks at him blankly, and then Hayden laughs. Not like, a chuckle. He full on cackles, bending over like he can’t even contain it. “Man, he’s like prolific.”

    “At what?” Shane snaps, because he’s getting really sick of not being in on the joke. 

    “He’s a porn star, man.” 

    “A-” Shane says, swallowing thickly. “What?” 

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    Ilya is a porn star, Shane is a hockey player, and their paths cross.

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    27 Feb 2026

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