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    “Fuck.” Shane melted into the strong hand at his neck, the pressure over his throat and the heat of the Alpha’s palm. “Fuck, that’s–” his eyes started to flutter closed, his knees going weak, but he heard the Alpha huff a laugh and immediately stiffened again. 

    “Don’t do that.” he warned. “Don’t laugh like me letting you put your hand on my throat is predictable submissive Omega behavior and you're making fun of me."

    “That is not why i was laughing.” Ilya squeezed Shane’s throat lightly, his thumb pressing over the suppressant patch covering the Omega's bonding spot and blocking his sweet scent. “I thought you would fight it, fight submitting. But you didn’t.”

    “No I–” Shane swallowed hard. “I like it.” 

    “Good.” Ilya smiled slow and a little dangerous, running his tongue over his bottom lip and then over the sharp ends of his fangs before he leaned in and growled into the Omega’s ear. “Now get on your knees.”

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    Ilya glances at Shane, at the way the dying light is catching in his hair, refracting. At that spiderlily mouth, slightly open and curling coyly, two teeth peeked through the dark gap like an American Girl doll. At that shoulder, bare and pale and close enough to touch if Ilya just leaned forward, if he just reached out and took another liberty.

    To touch another person is to say: I know you will die, and I am doing this anyway.

    His mother used to say something like this. About painting.

    Every portrait is an act of faith, Ilyushenka. Faith and futility both.

    contrary to personal preference, ilya gets a roommate.

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    "Wait," Shane pauses, suddenly feeling more exposed than he thought he was still capable of feeling in front of Ilya. He leans his head over his shoulder to get a peek of Ilya, who's staring down lovesick at—apparently—his stretch marks. "You're licking my stretch marks instead of eating my ass right now?"

    "What? I like them."

    or, you're not special, Ilya, Shane's stretch marks are really deeply personal and beloved to me too

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    Part Two of Under Regulation

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    He forces his lips to part, slow and measured, the way he does in media interviews when a question lands too close to the truth. “I’ve been on the same protocol for years. There haven’t been any issues. I just need a refill.”
    “There haven’t been any reported issues,” she corrects, folding her hands. “Shane, you haven’t let your body regulate since you were eleven. You’ve gone through over seventy suppressed cycles, and your hormone levels are showing signs of—”
    “I don’t care.”
    “You should.”
    “I said I don’t care.” His voice is flat, sharp. “I have a game in forty-eight hours.”

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