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    The NHL partners with an omega health organization for a safe-sex awareness campaign.

    Shane Hollander—the league's most prominent omega player—is asked to participate in a filmed segment where a certified alpha health educator demonstrates on an anatomical dummy how to properly prepare an omega outside of heat. Professional. Clinical. Except the educator cancels last minute, and the only alpha already on set who has media clearance is Ilya Rozanov.

    The demonstration involves lubricant, careful stretching, and detailed verbal narration of technique. Shane has to stand there and provide "the omega perspective." The dummy is silicone and clinical and shouldn't be erotic at all, but Ilya's hands are huge and deliberate and he keeps glancing at Shane while describing proper preparation.

    Shane would rather take a slap shot to the face than admit what's happening below his waistline right now. Fuck.

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    30 May 2026

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    Shane dropped his gaze. “You’re really going to make me ask?”
    “Yes,” Ilya said. “You ask, maybe you get. So, ask.”
    “Okay,” Shane said. “I want you to fuck me.”
    Ilya started to laugh.
    “Don’t—this isn’t a fucking joke, alright?” Shane snapped. “Shut up. I want it to be different. Or, no—the same, but more. I want you to just make me fucking take it. Shit. I don’t know how to ask you for this.”
    “No, no, is good start so far,” Ilya said. “Go back to the part where I get to make you fucking take it. That’s good. Tell me more.”

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    05 May 2026

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    It's been five years since Simon was rescued by the Invincible crew. After years of therapy and recovery, there's just one last big concern on his mind.

    He wants to have sex. More than that, he wants to be fucked. And strangest of all, he wants to be fucked by Mark, specifically.

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    “Listen to me, Hollander,” Ilya’s voice is commanding, intense. That same tone that he uses to make Shane turn liquid in his arms. “You are going to do exactly as I say—”

    Shane nods furiously, now desperate to get behind the privacy screen of the limousine.

    “We are going to get in the car together, you are going to put your filthy mouth to work, and I am going to use your throat to keep my cock hard until we get back to the hotel.” Shane makes the only echoing sound in the hallway: a pitchy whine that has Ilya’s cock throbbing. “When we arrive, we are going straight to my room. Understood?”

    Shane nods, but Ilya wants to test his teammate to see just how much he can push tonight.

    Ilya swallows. “Answer me, Hollander.”

    “Y—yes,” Shane rasps, quiet but determined as he looks at Ilya like he could break Shane in half and he would thank him. “Yes, Ilya.”

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    29 Apr 2026

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    “Shane,” Ilya sighs, dragging his nose along Shane's collarbone. He sounds as affected as Shane feels. He's mouthing at the first few buttons of his shirt like he wants to pop them open, his breathing growing ragged as he slips his hand under the fabric and digs his fingertips into the soft meat around Shane's hip. He's so close to where Shane's inner omega pitifully wants him. He has to stop the whine building on the back of his throat, willing his body to not move.

    “Ilya,” He says, barely above a whisper. We should stop, he needs to say. We don’t do this, he has to remind them.

    “Moy solnyshko” Ilya says, and he sounds reverent in a way that has Shane wanting to know what it means, but before he can even find his voice to ask Ilya’s hand traces a path down to his wrist, just below Shane’s scent gland.

    Fuck, Rozanov.

    Or, omega shane and the many ways he comforts alpha ilya in that tampa hotel room.

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