10 Works by cutshot
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Shane’s voice is unsteady when he asks, “Why do you want to know my name?”
There is a slow, measured exhale on the other end, and another lengthy pause. When the man speaks again, his voice is frighteningly calm. “I want to know who I’m looking at.”
Shane is in a cabin in the woods when the phone rings for the first time.
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Shane Hollander
Does anyone know where Wyatt is?
Ilya Rozanov
sucking my dick
Wyatt Hayes
you wish i was sucking your dick bro
actually i can think of somebody else you would rather be doing that with
Shane Hollander
???
Ilya Rozanov
every day i wish you were dead
Shane Hollander
??????
Seriously Wyatt where are youA study on timing and how to get it right.
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fever dreaming by cutshot, offsideletters for ummrys
Fandoms: Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
29 Dec 2025
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The last time Shane had a fever would have been years ago. It still didn’t feel like this, where he was soaking through the sheets, and the world seemed to be going black around the edges. Everything seemed wrong. Too hot, too tight. The flu, but incongruently dissimilar. Something is odd. Shane shifts, and then—
Something distinctly wet between his legs.
What the fuck is an omegaverse, anyway?
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at your convenience by cutshot for offsideletters
Fandoms: Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
23 Dec 2025
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He can barely feel anything while Ilya uses him, carefully tipping over the fine line between pain and pleasure, and his heart stops in his chest when the console tilts just enough for him to catch a faint glance of himself in the screen. Cheeks red, eyes wet and cross-eyed, and somehow looking perfectly at home.
Shane feels his head turn back in a silent question.
Ilya’s gaze feels like a death sentence.
“Toys aren’t supposed to cum, are they?”
It had taken them a while to realise that being useful to each other could happen in many forms.
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parental advisory by cutshot, lovecommahannah
Fandoms: Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
22 Nov 2025
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“I want one,” he blurts before he can stop himself.
Ilya blinks. “A baby?”
Shane’s face burns. He can feel it creeping up his neck, warming his cheeks, hot and humiliating. He has been scrambling for a way out, not realising he was only digging himself even deeper. There is no way he can laugh this off anymore, he knows. Not a single chance of escape, but because his body betrays him—his hand drifts down, fingertips brushing over his stomach as if the mere thought alone could make sense if Ilya could see where he would go. “Yeah,” he whispers. “In here.”
Where there is a will, there is a way. Or so they say.
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When he looks up to check if anyone noticed, Hayden has put his phone away and his eyes are trained on them, arms crossed together.
Hayden is still watching them, and Shane feels his blood turn into ice-sludge when he realises that Ilya is pushing inside him steadily enough that anyone can see how their hips move into each other. Shane stares back. Hayden’s eyes trail down from his face to where Ilya’s hand is visibly on Shane’s waist under the blanket, and—Shane tightens up enough for Ilya to double over and muffle a groan into his neck.
And Hayden’s eyes are still on them.
A beat, then two, and a wicked look takes over his face before he mouths: Having fun?
Shane is horny. Ilya provides the perfect solution. Hayden is just here for the show.
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“I don’t know. Both, maybe. I held his arms down once, and—” Ilya says, and then hesitates. Yeah. Yeah, this was enough. Probably. He didn’t care. It was enough that the world found out about them through a video. He didn’t really want to explain the specifics behind the intimacy they shared, either. “Yeah,” he says, and lamely repeats. “Yeah.”
Galina hums, and pauses.
Leans back again.
“Have you heard of shibari?”
Ilya hadn’t realised that rope, too, can be a form of discipline.
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When he lifts his eyes from Shane’s ring, Shane is still staring at him.
His voice is breathless and decidedly too slow when he says, “You dragged me back here just to—”
Ilya lowers his head until his nose brushes against Shane’s. “Talk a little,” he says, voice pitching low with how tight his throat has become. Then, after a beat— “And to remind you that tonight’s win is yours but you are mine every time.”
Shane gets his first win on the Centaurs. Ilya rewards him with something else.
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“Please,” Satoru chokes out. “Let me come—please, sir, I can’t—Ican’tIcan’tIcan’t—”
Then, the door opens, and—
Satoru comes.
“Sweetheart,” Suguru whispers, grin wicked and cruel. “We’ve got a visitor.”
Hands-off was never going to happen after months apart, anyway. Even with an unintended audience.
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“You’re not denying it,” Suguru breathes. “They can’t, can they? They can’t fuck you right. They don’t know your body the way I do, and that’s why you always come back. Because I’m the only one who knows how to make it hurt.”
“No,” Satoru whimpers. “That’s not—fuck—”
“Sorry, my mistake,” Suguru says, mouth curving into a grin—too wide, too many teeth, too ugly for a face that beautiful. “It’s because you still love me.”
Like an ouroboros, they consume each other, and find themselves back at the very beginning.