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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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    06 Apr 2026

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    Somewhere behind him, Ilya hears his husband saying something. But the waves crashing loudly between his ears forbid him from being able to hear any of his words.

    All Ilya can hear are the thoughts hammering right into his brain. 

    Why would you do this?

    Why did you hurt him?

    Why did you enjoy hurting him?

     

    or; Ilya spanks Shane during sex. And then, he drops. Hard, fast, and like he never has before.

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    01 Apr 2026

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    “I like it,” he says weakly. “I like it, I like you holding me like this.”

    “Like what?”

    “Like you own me.”
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    or; They're falling in love. They can't have it, even if they can have each other, just for a little while.

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    01 Apr 2026

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    Shane’s hands suddenly leave his shoulders, and the dull sound of knees hitting the floor echoes through the scarcely decorated room.

    Shane rests his forehead on the sweat damp skin of Ilya’s thigh, his face pulled into something wrecked and agonizing. His shaking hands wrap around the bare skin of Ilya’s thighs, and he can feel how cold and clammy they were. The sight of Shane on his knees knocks all the air from his lungs. Ilya had not calibrated this yet, he had not prepared himself for a genuinely upset, distraught Shane Hollander to be gripping his pants and staring up at him like he would an altar.

    “Don’t wanna feel like– like this anymore. ‘Wanna feel good.” Shane whispers against his thigh, looking up at Ilya like he was the answer to every single fucking problem in the world. It was heady and addictive and wrong, here.

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    or: after shane is outed to his dad, he asks (begs) rozanov to be put into subspace. (episode 6 rewrite, somewhat)

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    12 Mar 2026

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    Ottawa, 2010.

    Canada wins the championship, and Shane slips away from the overwhelming celebration for some peace and quiet. 

    Russia loses, and Ilya runs from his father’s furious disappointment to have a panic attack in the stairwell. 

    Neither boy is really looking for company, but for a tentative few hours in the middle of the night, they find solace, acceptance and a first kiss, first time prelude to something heated and risky in each other’s arms. 

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    Ilya leaned in with lips pursed and Shane jerked away, “Whoa! What the hell are you doing?” 

    “You do not want kiss?” Ilya frowned. “You stare at my mouth all night, same as after draft. I thought you wanted kiss.” 

    “No.” Shane’s eyes were wide. “That’s insane.” 

    “Okay.” Ilya stood up, hiding how bad the rejection hurt. “I misunderstand. Sorry. Do not worry, I will not say anything about–” 

    “Wait.” Shane’s grabbed Rozanov’s arm at the last second, gathering all his courage, “Y-yes.” 

    “Yes.” Ilya repeated. “What is yes?” 

    “I mean yes.” Shane pulled him back in slowly, carefully, his heart racing. “Kiss me?”

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    10 Mar 2026