Alabala



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    “Eyes on me.” There is a sharp satisfaction as those eyes lift immediately to meet his again. “I need your name.”

    The man’s lashes flutter. “Shane, sir.”

    Ilya nods and lets his hand move through Shane’s hair. It is soft, and Shane leans into the touch, eyes closing briefly as if the contact alone is enough to ground him. The response is so natural that it gives Ilya pause.

    “Tell me about your limits.” Ilya doubts he is going to be close to any limits tonight, as Shane looks like he already had a pretty rough night. But he still needs to ask, good hygiene. 

    A small smile appears on Shane’s face, he looks at Ilya deeply, eyes not wandering away as he speaks, “There are no limit, sir.” He looks at the disbelief appearing on Ilya’s face and offers, “I’m the house slave.”

     

    Or, Ilya didn’t come for attachment, but Shane, bruised, obedient, and unraveling, becomes the one thing he can’t leave broken.

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    Shane has being in a drop since Vegas. And has being sacrificing all the other aspects of his life to ensure that it doesn't affect his capacity of playing hockey.

    He needs to keep being strong, or else he would lose everything he has worked for. There are no space for subs in the league.

    But when a stupid joke accidentally reveals him as a sub to the entirety of the Voyageurs' players, instead of the disdain he was expecting, he receives a squad ready to destroy anyone that dares to even think about hurting him, and now even if he still has a drop to recover from and a situationship to handle, he at least also has a small army of 20 overprotective men, so what could possibly go wrong?

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    Shane Hollander is the most respected hockey journalist in Canada. He's been covering the Boston Raiders for three years. He has interviewed Ilya Rozanov fourteen times in a professional capacity. He has written 47,000 words about Ilya Rozanov's career. He has approximately zero words for what happens when Rozanov corners him in a hotel corridor after Game 7 and says, very quietly, in that voice: "You always leave before I can talk to you." Shane has absolutely no idea what to do with that.
    (Or: Shane doesn't play hockey. He just writes about the man who does. It is, objectively, worse.)

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    Shane’s jaw drops. “Rozanov?”

    Jesus Christ. He hasn’t seen Rozanov since the Olympics, which was five years ago. As far as he knew— because he’d never actually learned where the fuck Rozanov disappeared to— Rozanov had stayed in Russia instead of coming back to the USA to play out the rest of his contract with Boston.

    And yet, here he is. In fucking Florida, in a fucking tattoo shop.

    After securing his third Cup with the Metros, Shane makes an appointment at a reputable studio in Florida to commemorate the win with a tattoo.

    His tattoo artist is Ilya Rozanov.

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