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[mybloodstream-caffeine]

Boston and Montreal are at the same club. They're at different tables, but they were all sat in the VIP section - it's a little more secluded, offers the facsimile of privacy more than anything - and the Boston boys are loud, loud enough to be heard even over the thumping bassline of the music. Loud enough for Shane to hear them from where he's sitting in the corner of his booth, nursing his drink.

"Okay, best lay. Go."

"Sorry fellas, I'm a gentleman - I don't kiss and tell."

"That means you have nothing to tell, Connors?"

"Suck my fat one, Lenny."

"And become your best lay? Pass."

"For me, it was twins. In Vegas."

"Yeah, their names were right and left, surname hand. Gimme a break."

"Ye of little faith!"

"Ey, there's nothing little about me, bud. Just ask my best lay - Laura Steeler."

"What, the chick from the car commercials?"

"Oh yeah."

"No wonder she was your best lay, Petey - she was the only one of the poor girls you picked up who could act."

Raucous, jeering laughter drowns out Peterson's objections. It doesn't drown out Marleau's voice, clear and sly:

"We all know who Rozanov's best lay is."

Like they'd rehearsed it, the Boston Raider's all cry out in lilting sing-song unison: "Montreal Jane!"

Shane stops breathing. His skin goes hot, then cold, prickling, his hair standing on end. There's no way. He must have heard it wrong, there was no way-

"Now why are you limp dick losers talking about my best girl?"

Shane has to shut his eyes. This is not happening, surely. Ilya Rozanov is not swaggering up to the next table, calling Shane his - his -

"Ayyye, Cap. We were just talking about our top fucks."

"Ah, I see. You all had nothing to offer so you had to talk about my conquests, I understand."

Boos briefly follow.

"No but seriously, Cap. Yours has gotta be Jane, right?"

Rozanov hums, slow, indulgent, like he's savouring something. "Mmmh yes. My Jane."

Some catcalls follow, lurid. Shane's pulse is in his throat, thumping thumping thumping. He stares out into the throng of writhing bodies on the dancefloor, unblinking.

"Yeah okay so you love banging this chick, but that still doesn't answer the question: what was your best fuck with her."

Rozanov's laughter is rolling, incredulous. "This I cannot answer - no, no it is true!" He adds when he's met with crows of denial, "My Jane, she is always surprising me. She is crazy for my cock. You would not understand what this is like, for a girl to want your dick so bad she is biting your belt buckle."

It's like getting shoved in the solar plexus, hard. Boston's jeering rises but it doesn't dim the memory - they hadn't seen each other in weeks, and it was coming off of summer besides, and Shane had felt like he was on fire, like he'd die if he didn't get Rozanov's cock inside him now now right fucking now, and in his desperate rush, mouthing his way across denim, over Rozanov's zipper, he'd clipped his teeth against -

"I call bull. No way she's that easy for it."

"Oh, but she is," Rozanov's voice is inescapable, like he's whispering straight into Shane's ear, "I go to eat her out and I can already work three fingers inside - she opened herself up for me in the shower because she needs it so bad."

That's not fair, Shane thinks dizzily over Boston's whooping, that wasn't the same night as the belt thing.

Ilya is still talking, rapturous now:

"- but it does not matter if she does not open herself up before I get there because the way this girl gets wet for me? Oh my god, she is like - like faucet, just dripping, always, making a mess in her little panties -"

And suddenly Shane is standing, uncaring if the movement is obvious through the dim lights of the club. He's weaving, stumbling his way to the bathroom. Jesus, people probably think he's wasted what with the way he's walking, but he doesn't care, he doesn't care about anything apart from getting behind a locked stall door right fucking now.

When the lock clicks shut, Shane is scrambling for his pants. He's so hard he's throbbing, hot to touch. And he's - he's dripping, all down his shaft, down to his fucking balls, making a mess of his -

Panties, Shane hears in Rozanov's indolent drawl, and he puts his fist in his mouth and bites down, hard.

It's enough to muffle his noises, if not the shwick shwick shwick of his hand jacking his cock.

It's enough so that he doesn't miss the door handle of the bathroom turning.

Shane's hand doesn't (can't) stop working, neck arching as it flies over his dick, but he's not worried, not really.

He already knows who's walking in.

[perotovar]

HUDSON WILLIAMS for Quinn's Extended Ember & Ice Interview

[creamsiclemelt]

this is real though, right?

[pedrohub]

Materialists (2025) dir. Celine Song

[experienceandobservation]

Hudson Williams | Bell Media Upfronts | June 04, 2026 | 📷 Aika Flores

[perioddrama]

CRIMSON PEAK (2015) dir.: Guillermo del Toro

[userparamore]

ICE IN MY OJ | HAYLEY WILLIAMS alcatraz milan, june 5th '26 | x

[nicolethered]

Pedro Pascal as Oberyn Martell (Game of Thrones 4x03 Breaker of Chains)

[shrekhollander]

Rookie Ilya asking Rookie Shane how much does he weight (how many pounds or kilograms) at the hotel gym and Shane tells him the number but he is like ???

AND THEN ILYA STARTS DOING WEIGHTED HIP THRUSTS WITH THE EXACT SAME WEIGHT THAT SHANE TOLD HIM AND HE IS ALL SWEATY AND JUST LOOKS AT SHANE AND GOES ;)

[sephirothhh]

Are sins ever forgiven?

Final Fantasy VII: Advent Children (2005) dir. Tetsuya Nomura, Takeshi Nozue

[stannisbaratheon]

DORIAN COREY: I always had hopes of being a big star. Then as you get older, you aim a little lower. Then I say, "Well, yeah, you might still make an impression."

PARIS IS BURNING 1990, dir. Jennie Livingston

[heatedrivalrydaily]

KSENIA DANIELA KHARLAMOVA as SVETLANA VETROVA

Heated Rivalry 1x04 — Rose

[wordfather]

idk if this is an usamerican thing or not but it always blows my mind as a small european country resident that yall have many names and types of apples???? what do you mean its not just red yellow or green??? why is it so complicated??? who is granny smith????

[wordfather]

'whats your favorite apple' 'red' 'no i mean like what type' '??????' actual conversatiom i've had with a mutual from usa

[wordfather]

THIRTY TWO??????

[phillyphillyphilly]

Listen that doesn’t even account for all the weird shit local farmers are getting up to.

May I present the best apple:

[wordfather]

the world is so big and beautiful

[oonajaeadira]

Lol I live in Minnesota where the UofM is constantly breeding new strains. You can thank them for the tasty Honeycrisp (my fave).

But there's so so so many more than 32. Especially in Minnesota.

I will fight you for a Zestar or SweetTango, but I will absolutely run you down and wreck you for a Frostbite apple (they usually get bought up by cider companies so it's not often I get to eat one).

[senkkei-deactivated20191102]

[roycohn]

there's an old anne rice interview circulating on twitter rn that i remember reading ages ago where she makes a pretty salient point about how submissive men who have bdsm fantasies etc will go to a sex worker and basically order the ala carte version of their fantasy to be performed in real life but women don't really have that same option and certainly not at the same point of availability so they read her horny books instead. and honestly that argument has been in the back of my mind every time people get on their high horses about the popularity of booktok romantasy novels or heated rivalry or whatever the "women are horny and we're upset about that" cultural property du jour is ever since. women, especially straight women, have so few outlets for their sexual desires, especially if they have a partner who doesn't share them, and i will never understand why "someone ELSE'S private sexual fantasy makes me uncomfortable and therefore they should not be allowed to engage with it, even if i am in no way being affected by it or even aware of it at all" is such a popular party line among allegedly progressive young people.

[azertyrobaz]

Javi’s profile and neck