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  1. Luca shakes his head blinking rapidly at him, fighting the urge to go over and lap at the bead of milk, clinging to the edge of Shane's areola. He's dizzy with lush want, and can tell his scent is spiking into the warm heated thrum of an aroused alpha; something that would embarrass him if it was anyone other than Shane watching. Or, well—something that would feel life ruining if he couldn't scent the notes of warm approval spilling through the air.

    Shane laughs again, his mouth curling up. "Of course, Ilya normally fucks me as I pump, if he hasn't latched on, the greedy asshole," he says, everything else fading out but the curl of his mouth, the glint of his teeth. "How else would it be the best it can be?" He shakes his head, tsking faintly. "Being plugged up with Ilya's knot—" He sighs dreamily, his scent spiking into something nearly obscene with desire; it's all nutty oak and sweet cream, the faint aroma of slick. "It's the best; it makes me the best."

    OR: Luca's thirsty for a lot of things. Good thing Shane and Ilya are providers.

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  2. It makes sense that he's been ensnared by the perfection of the Hollander-Rozanov's. They're a dream both on and off the ice; of course, it's completely, unfortunately, understandable that he's always sort of losing his mind around them, and having brief moments of insanity where instead of listening to them talk, he's besieged by imagining them ruining his life.

    It's just one of those things he slowly has to work through; figuring out how to manage the seething heat of arousal, the glittering hunger that sits in his chest, the sly looks he would, and probably will still, steal, all under the banner of drawing inspiration, if anyone were to ask.

    Which, thank god, no one has.

    OR: Luca knows that this secret of his is going to be his downfall. One day he's going to call Ilya Rozanov Daddy, and he's never going to be the same.

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  3. I write ficlets on Threads and will start posting them here! Each chapter is a different post and each will be random and different. I will add tags when I need to.

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  4. On a lonely summer break before university, Luca Haas starts watching video game streams for some company and background noise. Then one day, his favorite streamer's game of Smash takes a surprising turn.

    OR

    Shameless Luca spinoff smut of Super Straight Broz (Live) by Stickyslut17.

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  5. He’s becoming painfully aware of the ginormous rock settling in his stomach while trying to keep the sexy mood alive and not completely kill it by acknowledging the very big, very blue-pink-white striped elephant in the room trying to hide under a singular queen-sized bedsheet. Maybe he could politely ask it to leave?

    Any second now, Shane could turn his head and nuzzle into his very flaccid packer and then there would be questions and he would have to reveal that he kind of lied to them and then they’ll probably kick him out because Shane is gay and hates pussy, and Ilya might be bi but what if he doesn’t hate pussy, he just hates it when it’s attached to a guy and holy shit he’ll have to get traded, he’ll have to call Wiebe and tell him to send him as far away as possible, to Minnesota or some shit, because he’s never playing with Ottawa again after this, fuck the elephant is going to be such a bitch to move to Minnesota—

    OR: Luca kind of forgets to tell Shane and Ilya that he's trans, but luckily there's a particular skill Shane Hollander never got around to master (Just ask Rose Landry!), and Ilya has a point to prove.

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  6. “The thing is,” Ilya says, conversationally, as if he doesn't have fucking Shane Hollander grinding into his touch, as if he doesn't have a hand on his—Luca's sure of it—perfect fucking cock, “you have not been subtle, Haasy.”

    It takes Luca a moment to understand just what the hell Ilya's talking about, before he moans, low in his throat, humiliation sweeping across his body. It's not that he thought he had been actually subtle, but he hadn't expected this, of all places, to be where they confronted him. Not with Ilya's hand worming its way into Shane's pants, the soft blue of his briefs a flash color amongst the pale glow of his skin and the dark drape of his clothes.

    OR: The Cens have won the Stanley Cup. Luca's been voted Hollanov's MVP.

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