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    “I just play?” Ilya asks, looking back at Shane.

    Shane lifts his foot off of Ilya’s cock, sliding onto his knees and lithely straddling his right thigh. Ilya’s hands automatically come up to wrap around his back, but Shane stops him before he can.

    “You just play,” he says, fingers gripping Ilya’s forearms. Ilya’s hands hang limply in the air where Shane holds him, the controller nearly slipping from his grasp. He stares up at Shane, admiring the light flush already dusting his cheeks. “Once you’ve scored three goals, you can score with me too.”

    Oh fuck.

    —written for subtop ilya week ♡

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    07 Aug 2026

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    "That smell, I know that smell." Ilya is visibly confused but his pupils have dilated slightly, his body catching on before his brain can catch up. "Is that—? What are you wearing?"

    "It's just cologne. I thought that's what people did before this kind of thing." Shane puts his hands in his pockets and tries to look casual. He is absolutely not going to laugh at the bewildered look on Ilya's face.

    "What kind of thing? What are you talking about?"

    "You know. Before meeting up like this." He swallows. Squares his shoulders. "I mean, I gave you my room number. I told you I wasn't a chicken."

    He can pinpoint the exact moment that it clicks into place for Ilya what is happening. His mouth falls open. "You… it's— Hollander," he exhales. His eyes have gone almost entirely black and his breathing is ragged.

    Shane leans back against the door and tilts his chin down, looking up at Ilya through his eyelashes. "This is such a bad idea."

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    Scent is a pretty strong memory trigger. Shane finds the cologne he wore the night they first met up in Room 1410, and decides a do-over might be fun.

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    06 Aug 2026

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    “No underwear,” Ilya murmured, his voice thick with implication. “You’ve been like this all day? Waiting for me?”

    “No...” Shane mumbles before a sudden moan escapes at the feeling of Ilya entering him so easily.

    Ilya simply shifted his hips and pushed forward, “You are a liar, hm?” Ilya taunted him, whispering close to his ear, “I know you’re just a desperate slut. You don’t need to lie.”

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    One random evening Shane tells Ilya to ditch the condoms, and what follows is a week of Ilya fucking Shane until his pussy's sore.

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    03 Aug 2026

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    Ilya makes comments about Shane talking too much.

    Shane takes him seriously and attempts to stop talking.

    It doesn’t go well.

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    02 Aug 2026

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    It's well known that cat-hybrid species have very intense heats. Wild and dangerous. It's also common knowledge that if an unmated cat-hybrid goes into heat, you STAY. AWAY.

    No matter how much they beg and promise to be on their best behavior, you leave them alone. As tempting as the sex may be, you heed the warnings unless you want a fight on your hands. Maybe a broken bone or two. The mating bite usually comes whether you want it or not.

    They just can't control themselves, those wily cats. It doesn't matter how well-mannered and civilized they are in the day-to-day. All bets are off during their heat.

    The problem is, Ilya Rozanov has never been good at doing what he's told.

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    01 Aug 2026