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    “You tell me,” Ilya murmurs, “When I am cock buried inside, that you are learning Russian? You are not just saying this because I tell you I am homesick?”

    Shane tries to control his blushing, hand straightening the crucifix on instinct, fixing it at the base of Ilya’s throat, “I’ve been trying to, nothing impressive.”

    Ilya puts a hand under his chin, forces their gaze to meet, then pounds him hard, once, twice, three times. All of the normal friction he’s used to after so much fullness has Shane’s eyes rolling back, and Ilya pulls his chin again to kiss him while pistoning his hips roughly now.

    “Shane,” Ilya hisses as he whines, “L’ubímyj: my favorite.”

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    Rozanov cocks his head to the side curiously. “This is porn thing?”

    “It isn’t a porn thing!”

    “It feels different?” He asks, nosing along his throat. “For you?”

    “I don’t know, but I don’t think so.” Psychologically, yes; physically, probably not. He hadn’t felt whatever Rozanov had clearly felt the moment the condom broke. “Though I think it’ll feel different for you. Maybe better.”

    Rozanov pulls away until they can look each other in the eye.

    “I always feel good with you.” It doesn’t feel like a compliment, but like he’s making a point. “You don’t need to do this for me.”

    “I know. I want to do it.” Shane insists.

    Shane and Ilya experiment. It's a success.

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    28 Jun 2026

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    December 23, 2008
    “Freckles?” He askes and points to the dots on his cheekbones. Ilya nods in agreement and commits the word freckles to memory. “You like my freckles.” The blush is back when Shane realizes what he said.
    Ilya has the sudden thought that this moment is important, a voice in his head that might sound like his mother, or might be his own that says, don’t fuck this up, not this one. Ilya decides very suddenly that he is going to listen, and against every instinct ingrained in him, decides to be honest.

    June 27, 2009
    “You forget English again, Rozanov? Are my vesnushki that distracting?”
    Ilya laughed, caught off guard. “So you know Russian now, Shane Hollander?”

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    28 Jun 2026

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    Both Shane and Ilya are perfectly content to ignore the elephant in the room

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    28 Jun 2026

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    After *The Phone Call,* ilya's brother, scorned by the punch and being cut off, has him jumped outside his Moscow apartment. Svetlana finds him bloodied, badly beaten, and possibly concussed. She calls Shane from his phone and sends a very injured Ilya back to Montreal on a redeye to recoup.

    They spend almost 2 idyllic weeks together, returning Ilya to the Raiders at the very game where Shane gets checked and sent to the hospital.

    **Hurt/comf and VERY domestic/fluffy, no graphic depictions of violence**

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    27 Jun 2026