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    "Ilya, my hygienist and I found very intense bruising in the back of your throat. The bruising can happen for multiple reasons but one reason can be vigorous oral sex."

    Ilya stared at Dr. Carmichael, genuinely speechless and at a loss of words.

    "What?"

    That was all he could say.

    The dentist took one look at him, and sighed. He mopped a hand over his face, almost like it physically pained him to continue speaking.

    Ilya was not much if rarely up for anal penetration for himself but giving blowjobs and Hollander being rough about them was a safe outlet by means which he could allow himself the pleasure of receiving in some form. It didn’t raise his hackles and make him feel like he needed to deck a guy for getting too close to his asshole or wanting him to engage in ass-play. His mouth was Hollander’s hole, and Hollander had so thoroughly marked it up with his dickhead that his dental team could fucking see it.

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    Four times Ilya's dental team clocks him for the intense blowjobs he gives Shane and one time Shane gets clocked instead. Also, a canon progression of their oral sex over the years.

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    11 Jun 2026

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    What if there was a player who got transferred to Ottawa who wasn't as cool as the rest of the team with Ilya and Shane's newly discovered relationship?

    When Ilya hears something aimed at Shane on the ice, he would like a word. Many words.

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    “Say. It. To. My. Face,” Ilya repeated, every word spit out from between clenched teeth, his accent heavy, anger dripping from his voice.

    In his peripheral vision, he saw Bood and Dykstra approaching and he held up a hand to stop them.  This was between him and Petrov.  He would take care of this on his team.

    “I will not do that,” Petrov finally replied, his eyes darting to somewhere behind Ilya and then back. “You’re my teammate.

    “I’ am your captain,” Ilya hissed.  “You say it to him, you can say it to me.”

    Petrov swallowed, and for the first time, glanced around him as if to ask for help from his other teammates, none of which would come to his defense right now because Ilya had told them to hold.

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    “Well, I guess you got what you wanted from me already,” Hollander continued. “Whatever. Fuck you.”

    “Wait, no, Hollander.” Ilya turned, throwing an arm into Hollander’s path. “That’s not—”

    “No, it’s fine. Stupid of me to expect anything else.” Hollander shook his head, gaze downcast, the barest hint of angry pink tinging his freckled cheeks. “Thanks for making it good, at least.”

    It. His first time.

    Ilya was the worst sort of asshole.

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    In Sochi, Shane isn’t shy about calling out Ilya for ghosting after getting what he wanted. Once they’re safely away from Russia, Ilya forces himself to be honest with Shane about what that first time meant.

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    09 Jun 2026

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    “Wish I could just keep you tied up in bed like this all the time. I bet you’d like that, wouldn’t you? To just be my toy who gets hard for me whenever I ask him to, who lays there and takes it because you’re a good boy who wants to make his husband so happy?”

    Ilya nodded to an almost frantic degree, swallowing thickly, his head spinning like he’d been struck with vertigo as Shane kissed a hot trail down his neck and his fingernails raked stinging trails down his chest.
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    Ilya loves it when Shane gets a little mean in bed. Tonight he’s giving Shane total control and letting Shane edge him all night long.

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