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    In late 2014, celebrity photos start dropping. Ilya deletes his texts, his photos, a video he should never have taken. It isn't soon enough.

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    13 Jun 2026

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    He watches the tape again over dinner. Listens to Rozanov moan inside a girl's pussy while he eats. By the time he finishes his last bite, Rozanov's inside her, her nails raking down his back, her mouth twisted open in pleasure, and Shane's hard in his pants.

    So, Shane puts his plate in the sink and goes back to his room. Starts the video over.

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    A sex tape of Ilya with a girl leaks. Shane reacts normally.

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    19 May 2026

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    Ilya Rozanov is Shane's ex-rival, his barely tolerable teammate, his perfect right wing, also concurrently an annoying presence in his Snapchat messages, a budding friend perhaps, and a general thorn in his backside. None of this, of course, explains why Shane is subjected to every single account of Ilya's sexual exploits or why Shane is secretly interested in them...

    or a texting fic featuring emotionally stunted men, a slightly toxic friendship, and weaponized jealousy.

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    11 May 2026

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    “What did she look like?” asked Hollander.

    “She was brunette,” said Ilya. Marleau’s eyes trailed along the hard lines of his traps, past the glint of his crucifix, the swells of his pectorals, towards the trail of hair disappearing into his shorts. They landed on the thickening outline of his cock. “Pretty little thing, with freckles. Big, brown dumb eyes, begging to be made to cry.”

    Hollander’s breath hitched. Marleau realized, perhaps belatedly, that this was a game in which truth was incidental.

    In 2014, Ilya and Marleau went to Paris on a girl to celebrate the Stanley Cup win. Ten years later, on a balmy evening spent in the Hollander-Rozanov Ottawa home, Marleau reminisces and, courtesy of Shane and Ilya, re-enacts.

    It’s just a game of play pretend.

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