Call_Me_DN



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    The permission was all he needed, bursting forth over Ilya’s chest and clenching hard around his cock and Cliff’s fingers.

    He collapsed down onto Ilya’s chest, half sobbing, as Cliff chuckled and pulled his fingers out. By the time he got back from washing his hands, Ilya was sitting up, Shane empty now but still straddling his lap, head cradled in the crux of his neck.

    Ilya looked up as Cliff walked in and smiled, gesturing him forward. Cliff sat down next to them, hand stroking Shane’s back. He nodded at the question in Ilya’s look.

    “Okay, moy muzh,” Ilya said, pulling Shane’s face up to meet his, “Are you ready now to take both of us?”

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    Shane wants to be DP'd, badly. And Cliff Marlow loves making dreams come true.

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    The Waffle House was twenty eight miles from campus. Far enough that no one they knew would ever bother. Close enough that it felt like home.

    And the staff, they loved them.

    No one ever asked questions. But one night when Neil came in with a bruise blooming high on his throat and Andrew looked half wrecked from giving it, their usual server, a woman in her fifties with glittery nails and a tired smile, just said, “Y’all look like you had a good night,” and brought over a plate of cinnamon toast on the house.

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    cosy and lovely

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    Every Boston Raider knows that although their captain has a girl in every port, he’s got a soft spot for the one in Montreal. Dr. Shane Hollander knows it’s better to have a semi-regular source of casual sex than try to make a relationship work during residency. Ilya Rozanov knows that the doctor he’s fucking in Montreal is unaware that he plays hockey, and in fact probably thinks he’s Bratva.

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    He forces his lips to part, slow and measured, the way he does in media interviews when a question lands too close to the truth. “I’ve been on the same protocol for years. There haven’t been any issues. I just need a refill.”
    “There haven’t been any reported issues,” she corrects, folding her hands. “Shane, you haven’t let your body regulate since you were eleven. You’ve gone through over seventy suppressed cycles, and your hormone levels are showing signs of—”
    “I don’t care.”
    “You should.”
    “I said I don’t care.” His voice is flat, sharp. “I have a game in forty-eight hours.”

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