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    Shane Hollander hates airports and long haul flights. And when he realizes the seat next to him is empty he hopes it stays that way. Because if there's one thing he hates more than flying and airports it is making small talk with strangers.

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    The one where Shane Hollander joins the mile high club with the stranger in 6B

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    15 Mar 2026

    Bookmarker's Notes

    I love age gap fictions omg. Another round please, thank you!

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    “Mr. Hollander.” Ilya swallows. “Is a pleasure to meet you, sir.” Pleasure is an understatement, but he can’t parse through English definitions fast enough to find a better word.
    “Congratulations.” Mr. Hollander holds up his glass and nods towards Ilya. “No one deserves it more than you, kid. Your work ethic…” Mr. Hollander shakes his head, eyebrows raised, and lets out a low whistle. “You’re hungry. It’s impressive.”

    Ilya Rozanov is the best damn rookie the NHL has ever seen. Shane Hollander, captain of the Metros and three-time Stanley Cup winner with over 700 career goals (not that Ilya is counting, thank you very much), just wants to help him celebrate.

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    13 Mar 2026

    Bookmarker's Notes

    I NEED more of Dom Shane x Sub Ilya. This is my cocomelon

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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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    08 Mar 2026

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    Disheveled. These two planning meeting on the same level to be together is so dear to me

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    The knock at his door comes about five minutes after Shane gets home, three minutes after Shane pees on the stupid sticks, one minute after Shane looks at the fucking pink plus signs, and about thirty seconds after tears spring to his eyes.

    Shane Hollander, professional hockey player and captain of the Montreal Metros, has a bun in the fucking oven.

    Or Shane and Ilya's enemies-with-benefits arrangement has some unintended consequences.

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    04 Mar 2026

    Bookmarker's Notes

    Loved everything about this. Personally, I needed slow burn from them, but that's just how these two love

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    “Yes,” Ilya says carefully. “We’re friends.”

    Which is true. Technically. In the same way the sky is technically blue. Troy nods, like he’s confirming something he already knew. He takes a sip of his beer, then exhales, a quick huff of air that might be courage.

    “Do you think-” he says, and then stops, grins awkwardly. “This is stupid.”

    “Just say it,” Ilya replies, a little too quickly.

    Troy laughs. “Okay. Do you think I could get his number?”

    The words land wrong. Hard. For a second, he worries his heart has stopped. Ilya turns slowly, fixing Troy with a look that’s supposed to be neutral. Captain neutral. Inside, something hot and sharp twists in his chest.

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    Troy asks Ilya for Shane's number. Ilya does not cope well.

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    04 Mar 2026

    Bookmarker's Notes

    Awe.. Ilya receiving his flowers