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  1. Public Bookmark 18

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    He shifts onto his side, facing the nightstand. "Wow. You really do not love me."

    "Ilya."

    Shane's very mature husband blows a raspberry at him. He chuckles.

    "You're a child."

    A lazy morning in the Hollander-Rozanov household.

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    07 Jun 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 96

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    Shane climbs on top of him then, swinging a muscular thigh over Ilya’s shoulder, and then he’s seated on Ilya’s chest, his knees framing Ilya’s head, leaning back so he can still look down and lock eyes with him. “You can do this, can’t you? Just be good and keep that mouth open for me. Let me grind on your tongue, make myself feel good since you can’t do it.” 

    And it’s a lie, of course it is, both of them know Ilya was making Shane feel so good he couldn’t even handle it, but fuck. Ilya nods, desperate and dizzy with it, opening his mouth already, showing his tongue off to Shane like he’s proving himself, look at me, I can follow commands, I can open my mouth for you, I can stick my tongue out and pant for you like a fucking dog, he thinks. 

    “Fuck, you look stupid,” is the last thing Shane says before he lifts his hips up, taking his weight off of Ilya’s chest, and lowers himself down until his cheeks are smothering Ilya, until Ilya’s tongue is right against his hole, warm and engulfing, and Shane’s balls are resting heavy on his face. 

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    Part 3 of pathetic, loser, stoner, frat bro Ilya x cool, confident, slightly mean jock Shane

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    07 Jun 2026

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    “I was trying to be cool about it.” The confession is a quiet whine, muffled into Shane's palms. “Go with the flow, y’know?”

    It’s almost unbearable, how much Ilya adores this perfect, neurotic man. “Hollander,” he says patiently. “You have never once gone with flow. Not ever in your life.”

    There is only one grey cloud in the perfect blue sky of Ilya’s summer.

    His two weeks at the cottage are almost over, and Shane still hasn’t asked him to stay.

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    06 Jun 2026

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    Shane turns the exact shade of ripe cherries in the summer whenever he’s around Ilya.
    Cherry red becomes Ilya’s favourite colour.

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    05 Jun 2026

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    Shane makes some changes to protect his privacy. People notice.
    *5+1 of Shane establishing his boundaries. AU where Shane and Ilya were never caught at the cottage.

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    05 Jun 2026