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Ilya’s hand wraps around his bare wrist and squeezes. Shane barely stops himself from collapsing to his knees.
The pressure lights up every receptor of his touch-starved nervous system, wrenching a small, pained noise from the back of his throat. Every muted sensation comes flooding back so intensely that it almost hurts. He needs Ilya to hold him down until there’s nothing inside him but quiet. He wants to sink into him and disappear.
It takes Shane an entire beat to remember where they are. Fighting against the fog in his mind, he manages to drag his gaze up to meet Ilya’s.
There’s a slow-dawning horror and understanding on Ilya’s face.
Or: Shane is in subdrop after their encounter in Vegas. Ilya fixes it.
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25 Dec 2025
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Harris launches a new series for the Centaurs' social media: having the team answer his question of the day!
This follows the season after The Long Game, when Shane joins the team on their road to the Stanley Cup, as they answer questions like who's the hottest/funniest/most perceptive Centaur, different preferences, rituals, and more.
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17 Dec 2025
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The thing is, Mickey’s neck is always right there. The space between his shoulder and jaw is just so that it accommodates the width of Ian’s hand perfectly, the same way every other part of him accommodates every other part of Ian. It might not have become a habit if not for the way Mickey reacts every time, arching into the touch like he craves it, like it’s almost enough, but not quite. How he bares his throat when Ian nudges a thumb against the underside of his chin, pliant and willing, a sight that invariably sends something primal and needy coursing through Ian’s veins, and suddenly he wants to mark him, to bruise him, to leave an impression of himself on the pale, smooth skin beneath his fingers.
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06 Sep 2025
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post-canon? pov ian. not much dialogue but still hot smut with insight.
Mickey writhes, rising up onto his toes at the same time that he grinds back against the intrusion, caught between his own instinct to escape the relentless sensation and his desire to chase the pleasure of it.
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A Phone Call Led To... by boywonder for starry_dynamo
Fandoms: Mortal Instruments Series - Cassandra Clare
09 Dec 2011
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He still couldn't believe this was actually happening. Things like this didn't happen to him.
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15 Dec 2025
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“Open,” Ian prompts, sounding as breathless as Mickey feels. Mickey doesn’t think, just flattens his tongue over his bottom lip and closes his eyes.
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06 Sep 2025
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post-canon? doesn’t matter it’s just filthy smut. i love them being able to explore new things together.
“Just– it’s–” anything, whatever you’ll give me. “Want you to mess me up.”
The way Ian reacts to that, leaning forward to bury his face in the crook of Mickey’s neck with a deep groan, makes Mickey feel brave. “Want you to make me take it,” he mutters.
“Shit, Mickey. Yeah?” Mickey’s eyes are still closed, but he can picture Ian’s expression perfectly: earnest, tender, soft, eager. He nods.