hollanov in every verse
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Picture this, Ilya wants to tell the naysayers and the haters, the pearl-clutchers and the busy-bodies. A cold, late afternoon in Ottawa during the throes of a winter hockey season. A warm, cozy two-story home in Rockcliffe Park, snowed-in with a tendril of smoke coming out of the chimney. Shane Hollander, hockey-playing god in human form and the dearest love of Ilya’s mortal life, bent over a dining table covered in pristine hockey cards of themselves while Ilya fucked into him from behind. Ilya and Shane have a combined 800 hockey cards to autograph. Shane wants to get the job done. Ilya has other ideas (and an unexpected use for that permanent marker).
- Part 3 of hollanov in every verse
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 3,426
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- 1
- AO3:
- #77031691