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    His whole body practically vibrated with how hard he held himself together as he walked out of the club and to his car. His hands shook as he drove off, but it wasn’t long before he had to pull over—the tears he’d been holding back finally breaking free.

    Fuck Ilya Rozanov. Fuck him for making him cry. He was Shane Hollander, hockey superstar. Stanley Cup winner two years in a row. And there he was, sitting alone in his car, crying over an obnoxious Russian hockey player.

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    “Shane?”

    He swiveled his head toward the voice, unsure of what they wanted—what they expected of him. “Huh?”

    “Are you in a relationship with Ilya Rozanov?”

    Shane wasn’t sure how to answer or react. There wasn’t a single coherent thought in his head at the moment. He couldn’t breathe or even swallow.

    All he could do was stand there.

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    "So, you have concussion?" he asked, hating his broken English. But his throat was tight, choking him, and his head was a mess. The less he spoke, the better, or else he might actually cry.

    "Yeah. I blacked out a couple of times, I guess. I don't remember the game." Shane let out a derisive laugh and Ilya didn't like the sheen of tears in his eyes. "I don't even remember my own team right now. Post-traumatic amnesia."

    Ilya's heart stopped.

    Amnesia?

    "So you do not…" Remember me? Ilya wanted to ask, but he couldn't voice the words. Not with his throat constricted. Not when his heart raced. Everything faded away as white noise filled his head. Tears stung his eyes and his nose burned for some reason.

    Shane didn't remember him.

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    As they walk under the water, Shane sighs and arches his entire body like a cat stretching, hair all wet under the stream of water. “It wouldn’t matter, you know that.”

    “What would?” Ilya asks, both hands landing on his hips.

    Shane falls back against him, his back hitting Ilya’s chest and he sighs again as he’s being held under the warmth of the shower. “If I fell asleep, you could still do it.”

    Ilya frowns, slightly confused. He stretches his neck to look at him, “do what?”

    “Fuck me,” Shane answers.

     

    or : hollanov somnophilia & cock warming

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