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    Rocky can't control his body anymore. This human body is as foreign as it was when he first woke up in it. He tips forward, leaning towards Grace like a sunflower growing towards the sun. "How to— How Grace feel sexual arousal, question?" he asks.

    "Me?" Grace turns to look at him, puzzled. "Oh, you mean the person doing this? Well, there's something called a prostate, and if it's stimulated, the person will derive sexual pleasure from it."

    Grace should not look at him. Especially when he's moving his fingers in and out of his hole. He slides a second finger in—and Rocky watches, eyes dilated, as Grace's hole stretches around his fingers.

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    • Part 2 of phm
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    02 Jun 2026

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    “It’s not good for humans to be alone,” Grace says. “But it’s even less good for people like me. Remember all that stuff I explained about human genders?”

    “Yes, yes,” Rocky grumbles. “Rocky cannot forget. Human design confusing. So many variant. Grace type that is worse to be alone.”

    “Yeah. Omega.”

    (AKA the gracerocky mating bite au)

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    31 May 2026

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    yesyesyesyesyes

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    He moved to swing his legs out from under the blankets, only to feel one of them get snagged on something: Ilya’s ankle was wrapped around his own, knee pressing into Shane’s thigh. When he tried to wriggle it free, his boyfriend resisted and pulled his leg in closer. A taut arm reached out and sleepily tugged Shane back down onto the mattress. He gave in easily.

    “I thought you were asleep.” Shane whispered, tersely.

    He felt a small stab of irritation too. Once again, Ilya had gotten in the way of his workout routine and — even though he wasn’t doing it on purpose — it was hard not to be frustrated about it. Shane needed this. The only way he had been able to soothe his racing thoughts about flunking out of the NHL next season was by reminding himself of his plan to work out early in the morning. Now, his anxiety soared, but it felt like annoyance. Why didn’t Ilya understand that he needed to stay in shape? Didn’t he see how hard Shane had to work to keep up with everyone else?

    “I woke up.” Ilya’s voice was husky with sleep, “Come back to bed, moya lyubov.”

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    Five times Shane Hollander should've asked for help.

    And one time he actually did.

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    28 May 2026

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    Cardiac tamponade: pressure on that heart that prevents it from filling and beating adequately.

    Shane thought he knew two things: his move to Ottawa would cause chaos, and that the Ottawa Centaurs were nice.

    As it turned out, he only knew one of those things.

    (Or: the Cens are still a team of professional hockey players. They're going to fuck up.)

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    26 May 2026

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    “Luch-Shane,” Ilya says, catching himself only at the last moment before he breaks their no pet names in the workplace rule. “Why don’t you get some air, yes? We can-”

    Shane’s anxiety takes a quick backseat to annoyance once more, at being handled like a child instead of a grown man, like he hasn’t been doing this just as long as Ilya, like he needs someone to tell him when to take a break.

    Like he deserved to have everything taken away from him because he couldn’t handle it to start with.

    “I’m fine,” he says, voice icy.

    The step he takes away is too big, farther than he meant to get from Ilya’s side, and the air between them feels both charged and icy.

    He isn’t quite bold enough to try and fix it.

    (shane is married and on the same team as his husband) (and all it cost him was his whole career and the life he spent years building beforehand) (but it's fine, really) (it's all so very, very fucking fine)

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    26 May 2026