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  1. The morning after the draft, Ilya stared at the headline for far too long. At Hollander’s beaming smile, at his young, innocent happiness, at the terrible hair and big brown eyes and the way he looked in the Bear jersey. Ilya’s colors. Ilya felt a rush of possessiveness that wasn’t at all appropriate. Hollander was so… edible. Ilya wanted to unhinge his jaw like a python and swallow him down.

    He closed his eyes. That wasn’t appropriate. That wasn’t at all appropriate. Hollander was Ilya’s rookie and he was soon to be billeting him. There will be no eating. No nibbling, no gnawing, no gobbling, no swallowing.

    He switched to his texts and tapped the number Keppler had sent him.

    “Hello?” asked Hollander’s tentative voice. Oh, Ilya would not survive this.

    “Hi,” Ilya said, brightly. “Shane Hollander?”

    “Oh,” Hollander said. “Are you… Ilya Rozanov?”

    What about just a tiny nibble? One little nibble on one of those cute cheeks?

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    A rookie/ captain fic where captain Ilya billets rookie Shane, Shane is too adorable for words, Ilya finds himself mired in moral quandary, and also there are whales.

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