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    Once outside, he leaned forward and put his hand against the cold stone wall. His phone was still to his ear, the message still recording. 

    “Ilya. Please. Please. I can’t do this. I don’t know what to do. Please. You can’t be dead.” His voice broke on the word. “I love you. I love you so much. More than anything. I need to hear your voice. I need you to…I need you…I need you…fuck. Please Ilya, please.” 

    Shane took the phone away from his ear and held it between both hands as though he were praying. He realized he was on the floor and didn’t know how he got there. He was crying. He was fairly certain he was hyperventilating. 

    His brain was desperately trying to grab at anything. Any thread of logic. Any idea of what to do next. 

    I have to see him. 

    Yes. That made sense. Shane needed to get to Tampa. Now. He would go there. He would find Ilya. Ilya would be fine. They would be together. He would see him. Tell him how much he loved him. He had to go. He had to go now. 

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    OR: What if Ilya lost his phone during the emergency landing, Shane couldn't reach him, he panicked, and chartered a plane to Tampa to find him instead...

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    “I want you to remember how you felt earlier, downstairs, before it was too much,” Ilya pumps his fingers in and out now. “Remember how needy you were, yes?”

    “M’not–”

    “Yes, you are, Shane. Is good. Is so good. I love when you are needy. Because I love giving you what you need.”

    “Yes,” Shane starts panting and grinding into the mattress as he rides the pleasure Ilya’s providing.

    “Feel needy and give it all to me, Shane. Let it out. You are safe. I’m right here.” Ilya goes to kiss Shane’s cheek again but Shane turns, taking him by the lips instead.

    “Fucking kiss me,” he exhales desperately right up against Ilya’s mouth.

     

    OR; shane gets overwhelmed and ilya gives him exactly what he needs, bottom prep included

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    12 Feb 2026

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    “It's a sticker Hollander,” Rozanov says, arms crossed over his chest and it takes all of Shane’s willpower to keep the annoyance in his face directed at Rozanov and not looking down at where his arms are pulling tight across his chest.

    “Do you need glasses to see it better?”

    Shane huffs in exasperation before moving to turn around, mirroring Rozanov's stance and hitting him with a look.

    “I know it’s a sticker asshole. Why is it on my face?”
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    Ilya buys a little book of stickers and shane maybe looses his mind.

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    11 Feb 2026

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    "I like girls," Rozanov tells him, tuna melt still half-eaten in his hands.

    So, what they have isn’t as serious as Shane thought. That's okay. He can get over it. He can. He just… needs to get it together, first.

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    09 Feb 2026