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    As a straight man, Ilya Rozanov has never had a gay roommate before, but it’s going pretty well. Shane Hollander is kind, silly, and an even bigger hockey nut than Ilya.

    So when Shane starts bringing men over, and Ilya begins to want to bash their fucking heads in, Ilya comes to a startling conclusion: He must be homophobic.

    (He’s jealous.)

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    16 Jul 2026

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    “It’s okay,” Naim said. There was still blood seeping from his mouth.

    “No.” Ryan shook his head. He didn’t know where to touch Naim, didn’t know if he trusted himself to. Carefully he reached for his wrist, the closest thing, and pulled his hand from where it clenched white around the railing. “No, fuck. Come here—”

    Ryan could see the ragged skin of the gash beneath Naim’s chin, the blood still dripping freely onto his collarbones. A deep wine-purple was blooming at his brow. And Ryan had done this, the real Ryan.

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    In a moment of panic, Ryan mistakes Naim for the Entity.

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    15 Jul 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 57

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    “They say fuck like rabbits, for a reason, you know.”

    Ryan spluttered, blood rushing south at the thought of Naim, pretty and alone on his bed during his heat, cumming over and over, whimpering and mewling until his throat was raw with tears.

    He wanted to know, so badly, what Naim did when he was alone.

    He had missed a week of school about a month back, right after they’d kissed for the first time. Ryan remembered giving Naim his jacket on the way home, unable to watch Naim shiver in the evening breeze. Ryan remembered how empty Naim’s chair had looked at the front of the classroom. When Naim had come back, he hadn’t really offered the information, and Ryan hadn’t asked. Ryan had opened his locker to find his jacket, crisp and folded, smelling of generic scent masking detergent.

    Now, he could ask.

    And Naim would probably answer.

    Or

    Bunny Naim!

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    The ugly feeling from before festers deeper into his chest. “Don’t look at him. Look at me. I’m here.” Every word that drops from his mouth feels like a blade. Ryan’s fucking sick over the idea of Naim going anywhere he can’t follow. “Look at me.”

    or, the entity might like Naim a little too much.

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    15 Jul 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 77

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    "Yeah?" Naim echoed, aroused by this. "Would you have punched me?"

    Ryan jerked back slightly, "What the fuck, Naim?"

    "Would you?" Naim asked, gripping Ryan's arm. "Just — hit me. Slap me. If you were mad enough?"

    Ryan licked his lips. Swallowed. "Dunno. Would you want me to?"

    "Kinda," Naim confessed, kissing Ryan. He reached down to grope Ryan's hardening cock. "Is that weird?"

    Sometimes, Naim needed fear. Controlled fear. Controlled discipline. It helped reel him out of the spiral of anxiety he got in. Ryan understood this. It was the most out-there comment he'd ever made, though.

     

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    Roughly five months after their escape. They're still wounded. They still love each other.

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    15 Jul 2026