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“Can I —?” Ilya asked. His meaning was clear as he stared at Shane's nipple.
“Of course,” Shane said, automatically; his body — his entire being — was as much Ilya’s as it was his own. There was a certain absurdity in Ilya even feeling the need to ask.
Shane felt unsteady, like he didn’t quite grasp something, because the way Ilya began to mouth at his nipple was too shallow, rhythmic, and slow to really be erotic. Well, it was erotic, of course; in the way that any touch from Ilya was, inherently, to Shane. But there seemed to be no particular purpose. He just — sucked. Or, perhaps more aptly, Shane realised, with a bolt of hot, twisting confusion, suckled.
“That’s good,” Shane said, voice cracking. It wasn’t what he meant to say, because he hadn’t meant to say anything, too worried the only thing that would come out would be a what the fuck. But Ilya moaned, leaning more heavily against Shane, hands fisting the hem of Shane’s shirt, as he applied a little more pressure.OR: Ilya’s fixation with Shane’s pecs turns into something unexpected.
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05 Jul 2026
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The codependent, childhood best friend’s version of Shane and Ilya, where Shane speaks Russian and Ilya is his personal guard dog (he bites). These two grew up close and only grow closer through the mutual discovery and nurturing of Shane Hollander’s love of pain, delivered specifically by the hand of Ilya Rozanov.
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04 Jul 2026
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Nobody moves for a moment as Shane stares the woman down, and he’s seconds away from sawing the damn thing off himself, when the woman nods to the men surrounding the hybrid. And then there’s a flurry of movement, a clicking sound and then the men stand back to reveal Ilya in his bare faced glory, unobstructed by the muzzle.
Shane takes him in, inhaling softly at the sharp cheekbones, the moles dusted over his face, the pillowy lips that are set in a firm, displeased line. Shane wonders how big his fangs are. If he was a fighter, they must have been sharpened regularly.
Shane doesn’t want to think about the damage this wall of a hybrid had inflicted on others, the damage he could inflict on Shane. The hybrid stares at him, expression hard to determine but the intensity of it has Shane holding back a shiver. He’s staring at Shane like he can see every thought inside of him, calculating. As if they were on opposing sides of a ring, ready for the bell to chime and for Ilya to go in for the kill.
Shane gets roped into fostering a troublesome hybrid with a bad track record. Except what begins as a cordial arrangement turns into something much more complicated.
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04 Jul 2026
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Shane goes to a new gynecologist. Dr. Rozanov is a really good doctor. Also, a really bad one.
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30 Jun 2026
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Heat Trap by cancerravenclaw
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
21 Apr 2026
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There was no way Shane was planning a heat, right? Stopping his suppressants in time for Ilya to get to the cottage would be wildly out of character. Maybe Ilya was wrong. The new pack could be anywhere.
Ilya met his own eyes in the mirror as an idea hit him like a truck.
He’d find those pills and see to it that Shane didn’t take a single one as long as he was there.
Or—
He’d fall right into Shane’s trap and lay one of his own.
Shane would be his by the end of the week.
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30 Jun 2026