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    You know what, I am not done with the god complex universe yet. and so in this series everything is connected to that universe ok bye

    Loved this? Check out the book inspired by this fic that I wrote. A siren song (The Siren, the Telepath and the Necromancer Book 1) https://a.co/d/ixh3DHN

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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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    17 Sep 2026

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    He was warm. Sweaty. Sticky. What the fuck? He sat up, noticing the stickiness was coming from his crotch. He lifted his waistband to see dried cum all over himself. What the actual fuck? He scrambled out of bed to the bathroom, immediately turning on the shower. He must have made a ruckus because soon Ilya was stumbling in, still half asleep and confused.

    “What are you doing?” Ilya asked.

    Shane hadn’t undressed yet, but still felt caught red handed so he covered the front of his pajama pants with his hands.

    (Or: In the early off season, Shane starts looking forward to the cottage. He finds himself in a predicament when the thoughts are all consuming, following him even in his sleep.)

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    02 Aug 2026

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    “So,” Ilya then says, sounding the word out slowly, as if tasting it on his tongue. “You cannot jizz? Like you have… medical issue?”

    Shane huffs, shoulders sagging releasing some of the tension he’d been holding onto tightly there.

    “I… don’t know,” he admits quietly. “I’ve never spoke to a doctor about it, it’s too embarrassing.” He swallows and feels his face get warm again. “I can get close though, and… and I can do other stuff just not, well, that.”

    Ilya’s mouth teases a smile. “Other stuff?” He enquires. “You mean… how wet you get?”

    Shane’s jaw almost drops into the bedsheets below him before he’s gathering it back up, blinking rapidly at what Rozanov had just said to him.

    Granted, he’d just walked in on him fucking his own ass with a bright pink dildo, but there was still some margin for a little bit of class, wasn’t there?

    or: shane’s never experienced a real orgasm before and ilya is willing to help him out

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    22 Jul 2026

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    Weeks later, when the news finally breaks, the headlines will call it a “catastrophic brain injury”.

    They’ll analyze the hit from every angle, trying to find just what went so wrong. It was clean, it was legal… and yet it somehow slammed Shane Hollander into the ice hard enough to end his career.

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    or, another take on shane’s injury in episode 5 being much, much worse.

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    28 Jun 2026

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    Shane lifts one eyelid again to look at Rozanov. His eyes are red-rimmed. Like he’s been crying. “Why…why aren’t you in Boston?”

    Rozanov’s brow furrows. “Why would I be in Boston?”

    “You, you’re captain. Raiders. Boston.”

    The room is silent except for the beeping of monitors.

    In 2023, Shane takes a bad hit on the ice. When he wakes up, the last thing he remembers is a tuna melt.

    There’s a lot to get used to.

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    26 Jun 2026