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    Shane Hollander might be one of the most competitive men in the world, but even he knows there’s no use being competitive about this.

    That doesn’t stop him from purchasing a dildo from an online store that promised discreet packaging.

    It arrives with free two-day shipping.

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    23 Dec 2025

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    Guys it was part2, I had to read it, guys no come back, Guys

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    “I like it,” he says weakly. “I like it, I like you holding me like this.”

    “Like what?”

    “Like you own me.”
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    or; They're falling in love. They can't have it, even if they can have each other, just for a little while.

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    22 Dec 2025

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    “If we… If we didn’t have to hide,” he says slowly, carefully, his eyes trained on Ilya’s chest like he’s talking to the bear. “What would you do?”

    Ilya looks at him.

    He thinks he’d marry him.

    “Kiss you,” he says instead. “I would kiss you.”

     

    🥲☹️☹️☹️

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    He nuzzles against the exposed skin of his neck, inhaling the scent that clings to his suit jacket collar. It’s perfect.

    “...Hollander,” He hears Rozanov say, urgent like it’s not the first time he’s said it. “Shane,” he follows it up with, and that snaps him out of it. He’s never called him that. Shane, reluctantly, lifts his face a little, eyes glazed over as he meets Rozanov’s eyes.

    “What?”

    “You stink,” Rozanov says, concern dripping. “No, you—fuck. You reek. What is—” Ilya’s fingers lift up, tugging at the scent patch, revealing more of the spot beneath it. Even Shane can smell himself at that point. He does reek. Reeks of heat, of Omega, of honey and sweetness, of something that would melt on your tongue.

    Shane reefs himself back. The Omega inside him aches, mourns, whimpers at the loss of contact. It’s needed, though. He scrambles back, hand slapping at his neck to force the peeled patch back down over his scent gland. He backs up till his spine knocks against the bathroom stall.

    “You are in heat at award show? Why would you hide this? Why would you not call out sick? Are you—are you insane? You care this much about trophy?”

    OR Shane goes into heat in Vegas

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    22 Dec 2025

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    Real

  4. Rec *

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    Sarah
    Does anyone have the number for Shane's girl from Boston? I feel bad that they've been seeing each other for this long and we've never added her here.

    Jackie
    Oh good point! Let me ask Hayden.

    Jackie has added Lily to the conversation

    Lily
    what
    what is this

    Or: Ilya Rozanov is, apparently, one of the girls.

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    22 Dec 2025

    Bookmarker's Notes

    “Wait, so the fucking socks thing?”

    “Shane has trained me very well”

    “I KNEW it.”

    LMAOO

  5. Rec *

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    Being a beta has always meant safety for Shane Hollander. No expectations, no instincts, no distractions from hockey.

    Unfortunately, he meets Ilya Rozanov.

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    22 Dec 2025

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    “ “You have a way of making me feel stupid,” Ilya says. He smiles, then—small, real, and a little undone. He leans in and kisses Shane again, brief and certain, like a period at the end of a sentence.

    Shane huffs a soft, disbelieving laugh into Ilya’s lips. “Join the club, Rozanov.””

    Saps