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    Ilya knew Shane would taste good.

    He just hadn’t known it would feel like this.

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    11 Mar 2026

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    El au de twitter me hizo cagar de risa, y la fic está re hot

    '“Moy volchonok."
    The endearment spreads warmth through Shane’s chest.' Kanfkskgk que cute

    'He undoes them with clumsy fingers and pushes the fabric down until it hangs loose from his shoulders, baring his throat and collarbones for Ilya. His skin looks hot to the touch and faintly flushed, freckles scattered across it like constellations, and the vulnerability of it makes Ilya’s expression darken.' HOT

    “Bite me, Ilya,” Shane pleads against his mouth, and it’s starting to become a little fuzzy to him whether he’s asking for this to please Ilya or himself. Hopefully, it’ll do the trick for both. “Please.”

    'He feels adored, desired, claimed in a way that is dizzying and overwhelming and entirely welcome.'

    'Fuck, this blood.
    The blood washes over his tongue, spreading warmth down his throat in a slow, almost vulgar glide. It doesn’t burn so much as it ignites, a current that sets Ilya's body on fire, making him feel almost feverish.' Hot.

    “Anything,” Ilya murmurs, leaning close enough that their foreheads nearly touch. “Ask me for anything, my love. A touch, a bite, the world. Anything is yours." 🛐🛐🛐

    'It’s overwhelming, the intensity of it, the knowledge that this ancient, impossibly composed vampire looks at him and sees something worth devouring.' DIOS

    “Bite me again,” Shane pleads, words quiet as if that somehow makes them less embarrassing.
    “Where?”
    “Everywhere. Anywhere. Help yourself.” HELP YOURSELF LPM QUE HOT

    '“… Shenya,” is the last thing he hears, somewhere light years away.' awww el apodo me muero

    'Shane huffs a quiet laugh, voice still raspy. “I take back everything bad I said about vampires.”' JAJJSJSJA

  2. Public Bookmark 47

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    Every night, Shane is plagued by visions of blood and pain and men’s bodies colliding together.

    Every morning, he begs God to free him from his curse.

    One day, a vampire answers his prayers.

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    09 Mar 2026

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    'He stood bathed in the red light of Christ’s blood, and for a moment, his eyes reflected the crimson red.'

    “And then I saw you,” Ilya said it like a revelation. “And I coveted one of God’s own. I saw you kneeling at the altar, and I wanted to take your head and fuck your mouth. I want to fuck you over the altar. I want to drink your blood like communion w-” DAMN

    'He felt it deep in his bones, that demon was created just for him, to sever his ties with the church and make him fall into depravity.' kdlwnbf

    'If Shane had expected a reaction from Ilya, he did not get one. The demon’s skin did not sizzle, he did not scream in pain. No demon was excised from the body. Instead, Shane watched as Ilya ran a finger through the liquid on his neck and then brought the finger up to his mouth to lick the wetness, sucking the finger into his mouth.' HOT

    'If he had always been marked as the devil’s, what did it matter anymore?'

    'For a moment, he looked like an angel to Shane’s eyes, the salvation he had promised. But looking back at him was a demon with crimson eyes and Shane’s own blood dripping from his lips.' 🛐

    '“You love this,” Ilya whispered in Shane’s ear once he finally detached himself from Shane’s neck. “You love the bites, the pain. You would get on your knees for me, crawl for me, so I would make you bleed. I could bathe you in your own blood and you would still beg me to fuck you, yes Shane?” He nipped viciously at that same spot.' Que hot... WHO SAID THAT

    “Demons cannot touch holy oil, much less fuck you with it. I do not lie, little priest. Let me in.” OMFG

    'Strangely, this moment was the cleanest Shane had ever felt.' FUAA

  3. Public Bookmark 4

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    Shane meets a stripper named Rozy in Prague with an interest in meeting again for more than just a dance. The question: is he a vampire or just your average Midnight Ballerina looking for a fix for the night? Rozy makes him an offer he can't seem to refuse.

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    08 Mar 2026

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    Ilya has been very good today. Shane decides to give him a reward.

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    05 Mar 2026

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    'When Ilya smiles, his mouth is full of blood. It drips down his chin. A bead hangs off his crucifix.
    Shane shivers like he did no less than drop to his knees.' Te entiendo Shane 🫦

    '“Okay,” Shane says. “Prove it.”
    “How?”
    “Crawl to me.”
    Ilya slides off the bed like he was born to do it.
    “Fuck,” Shane mouths, watching him.' FUCK INDEED

    'Shane hates champagne, but Ilya doesn’t. It’s why Shane drinks it.'

    '“Shit,” Ilya gasps, unable to stop himself. His back arches, his entire body reacts—before the collar nips hard at his throat.
    When he looks down, Shane is holding the leash taut.' nakfnskfk DIOS

    'Shane shudders. “Oh, my God. Beg me.”
    “Please,” Ilya moans, squeezing his eyes shut. He might be crying. Might be shaking. It doesn’t matter anymore, because they’re at that place when he’s not Ilya Rozanov anymore—he is just Shane’s. Shane’s husband. Shane’s pet. Shane’s guard dog that crawls around the rink like a wolf and is so well-trained that all it takes is a "Do it" for someone mouthy to lose blood.' BASTA QUE HOT

    'and he’s so perfect and beautiful in every way that Shane feels it in his stomach. The love. How badly he wants to be eaten.' 🛐

    '“Come back, oh my God—” And Shane pulls a hand from Ilya’s back, hooking his fingers into Ilya’s collar. Ilya hisses lightly as Shane tugs him down, back to his mouth.'

    'And Ilya does.
    On command.
    “Yes,” Shane hisses, feeling it. “Perfect, perfect…”' DIOOS

    “God, that was really hot. And weird.” Mi más honesta reacción

    '“Look at you,” he teases, unthinking. “My little guard dog.”
    Ilya coughs, as if to cover up his own response. Yeah. That caught them both by surprise.
    “Yes,” Ilya whispers after a moment. “Your guard dog.”' Esa noche descubrieron algo nuevo sobre ellos mismos y el otro (y yo también)

  5. Public Bookmark 73

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    “It’s not as exciting as you think,” Hollander rushes out. Ilya can practically see his brain working itself into knots. “And it’s not gonna feel good, either, it’s more like getting your blood drawn at the doctor's than anything. And if you fucking pass out on me, Rozanov–”

    “I promise to not pass out,” Ilya says.

    “You can’t decide that in advance!”

    (Or: Ilya realizes that Shane is really bad at being a vampire, gets bitten by him, and is very normal about it, in that order.)

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    22 Feb 2026

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    Que fic increíble, así si me gusta que Shane sea vampiro en vez de Ilya

    'Oh, so scary hollander, i’m shaking
    No wait
    Is just laughter, my bad' JAJSJAJ

    'Oh, of course. Of course you would choose this. How noble of you, golden boy.' 😭😭

    'Rendering Hollander weak feels so good because he isn’t weak, not even a little bit. Gaining Hollander’s surrender feels earned like nothing else ever does.' HOT

    'His voice is somehow filled with so many different shades of emotion that it loops back around to sounding perfectly ordinary. A hundred thousand colors mixing together to make a simple black.' que linda la escritura lpm

    'He does what he’s always done when the world falls apart around him: All he can, and not enough.' BASTA POBRE ILYA

    'Of course he has a schedule for drinking blood. Only this man could make vampirism sound boring. Ilya doesn’t even attempt to conceal his amusement.' JAJSJJA

    'craving something you can’t let yourself have. Desperate for just a taste. Allowed only in small doses, hidden in dark, private corners.
    And knowing through it all that if anyone found out about this need – which defines your very nature – it would change everything forever, likely for the worse.' Ah yes, vampirismo como metáfora de la homosexualidad 🚬

    'Maybe the vampirism has never bothered Ilya all that much because he’s always kind of understood what it feels like to hunger.' DIOOOS

    'For them to do this right, it has to be like this. With Hollander sharp, hungry and desperate, he needs to be trapped by body weight. Staring up at him through his lashes. He’s always felt safer under Ilya.' AMO

    'All he can think is that’s my blood on his face. My life in his veins. He’s so hard it hurts.'

    'He’s not sure what it says about his psychological wellbeing that his first instinctive reaction to being jumped and pinned to his living room floor is not to fight or yell, but rather to go completely limp and smile up at his captor. Nothing good, most likely.' JAJSJJA (yo)

    'He’s clutching needy handfuls of Ilya’s chest. He looks one step away from digging his nails in and tearing Ilya’s heart out to bite it like an apple.' Hot... WHO SAID THAT?

    'Carnal pleasure does not hold a candle to the rush of power that is Shane Hollander, begging. “Please, Ilya, can I have more, please?”' DIOOS needy vampire Shane

    'A giddy laugh trickles out of his throat as the force barely even jostles Shane. He’s so strong from the blood.' jakfnksn Ilya está justo donde quiere estar

    “Fuck. Shit! Stay still, wait here.”
    Shane is all the way across the house by the time Ilya manages to slur out, “Where would I go, I live here,” JAJSJAJA

    “The many other sexy vampires I am currently fucking are all–”
    “I’m gonna kill you.”