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    “Is my attention not enough for you?” Ilya grunted, his hands gripping Shane’s hips hard enough to bruise. Each thrust rocked Shane’s entire body forward on the counter.

    “How about I bring more of my friends round? I’ll bring them all over. Let them line up. Let them all take a turn fucking this pretty little pussy of yours.” He punctuated each sentence with a savage snap of his hips. “Let Cliff have a go. Let him see what it really feels like.”

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    Ilya and his best friend find it pretty difficult to focus on the game when Shane is wearing the tightest shorts know to mankind while doing his morning yoga.

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    23 Feb 2026

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    Shane reached out without thinking, his fingers brushing against the rough fabric of Ilya’s jacket sleeve.

    Ilya flinched away. “Dun’ touch me!”

    Shane blinked, thrown. “What the - ”

    “I already have boyfriend!” Ilya declared, pulling his jacket around himself like a shield. “Are practically engaged!”

    Shane just stared. “Ilya. It’s me.”

    “Only my boyfriend may unwrap me.” Ilya announced. “Is respect.”

    Ilya gets drunk and refuses to be touched by anyone except his boyfriend. Unfortunately for Shane, Ilya does not realize his boyfriend is the one taking him home.

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    23 Feb 2026

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    “What do you want me to say, exactly?” Shane asked, his voice very different from the one they’d usually get for interviews. Less polite and less guarded. “Do you want me to stand here and tell you details of my sex life?”

    Someone chuckled awkwardly and when no one said anything, Shane threw his arms out to the side just as Harris made his way towards the disaster.

    Shane looked the reporter straight in the eyes. “Sure! My sex life is fantastic. My husband is hot. Ten out of ten. Any more questions?”

    Or the one time Shane Hollander was the problem

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    22 Feb 2026

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    "You are doing this on purpose," Ilya accused.

    Shane looked up, perfectly innocent. "Doing what on purpose?"

    "The—" Ilya gestured. "This. The—the organizing."

    "The organizing that I do. Every Thursday. Like I have for the entire time we've been together."

    "You know what you're doing."

    Shane's lips twitched. Just barely. But Ilya saw it. "I'm folding a hoodie."

    BREAKING: Local man gets pavlov'd by the KonMari method, more at 11.

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    22 Feb 2026

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    Two years of playing together, and it still hit him every time. The casualness of it. My husband. Said out loud, in public. After years of hiding—stolen moments in hotel rooms, careful distance in public, the constant exhausting performance of just teammates, just rivals, nothing to see here—now Ilya could say it like it was nothing. Like it was easy, like it was the most natural thing in the world.

    Because it was. Finally.

    In which Ilya Hollander-Rozanov cannot shut up about his husband. (Subtitled: No one asked, Ilya. Ilya. No one asked.)

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