Rating:

Mature

Archive Warning:

Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Category:

M/M

Fandoms:

Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid

Relationships:

Shane Hollander/Ilya Rozanov, Cliff Marlow & Ilya Rozanov

Characters:

Ilya Rozanov, Shane Hollander, Cliff Marlow

Additional Tags:

Accidental Voyeurism, Sexting, Ilya Rozanov Loves Shane Hollander, Shane Hollander Loves Ilya Rozanov, Butt Plugs, Dick Pics, Shane Hollander Has an Eating Disorder, It briefly mentioned but ALL my works of these to will have it because I can, Best Friends, Good Friend Cliff Marlow, Shane Hollander Walks Ilya Rozanov Like A Dog, Married Shane Hollander/Ilya Rozanov, Ilya Rozanov is a Menace, Shane loves him though, Ilya Rozanov Is Down Bad, hmmm not a tag? Let’s fix that, Post-Book 6: The Long Game (Game Changers), Soft Hockey Boys, Ilya Rozanov is Obsessed With Shane Hollander

Language:

English

Stats:

Published: 2026-01-20 Words: 1,513 Chapters: 1/1

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Summary

Ilya is giving Cliff a ride to the club. Should be fine right until an overly horny Shane Hollander starts texting his husband. But Ilya can’t be on his phone and drive that would be dangerous. So he has his best friend Cliff Marlow answer for him. It gets steamy.

Notes

This is inspired by a TikTok I saw by xixiedits
That was basically the inspiration for this. Then I got like a bunch of people in the comments replying to me and being like girl you have to write this and then drop the link so then I was like let me write this and drop the link because the babies are hungry, and Daddy will serve dinner.

Why in the fuck did he ask that asshole for a ride.

He was in Ottawa for the hockey camps. It's usually the highlight of his year. All the eager kids who have him hung up in their rooms, star struck when they meet him.

Usually he was happy. A small hotel room just for him and nothing to do. Spending time with one of his best friends. Great, right?

It's just that he forgot to pack toothpaste and he didn't exactly have a car.

He texted Rozy he would be late for their boys day hangout.

It was something they tended to do on his first night there. A quick night of drinking and dancing to catch up.

Roz loved it. He loved it. So he knew Rozy would be upset they had to postpone.

Then Rozy had the bright idea to just drive him to the store and then to the club. Easy fix. Marlow thought it was a great idea, plus he wouldn't have to waste money on an uber.

He should have just gotten the fucking uber.

 

It started fine. They immediately clicked and started chirping each other.

“That shirt is a little tight, Rozy,” Marlow pinched at where the fabric was pulled tightly on his friend's chest. “You got someone waiting for you at the club? Shane perhaps?”

“Shut up Marley” Rozonov slapped his hand away.

“Shane hates the clubs, too loud, much rather be at home reading boring books.” A blush crept into his cheeks as he spoke about his husband.

“After all this time you are STILL so easy for him…can’t wait to see this” he waved his finger over Ilya’s face more often.”

“The Cents will hate your dumbass.” Ilya joked.

Marlow’s contract with Boston was coming to an end and he would be a free agent.

It wasn't confirmed but he was in the process of signing paperwork.

They had not told anyone yet. Just those who count.

They were on the long drive to find a good club in Ottawa. They finally settled on The Seaqua. Seemed nice enough and drinks were cheap.

Marlow was punching in the coordinates on Ilya's phone when a text rang up from his phone.

Sunshine: Just finished my snack 👍
“Roz, hey man ‘Sunshine’ just texted you.” Marlow went to hand Roz his phone back.

“Am driving, cannot be on the phone. Hollander would kill me. Tell me what he says.” Ilya kept his eyes on the road.

“He said that he just finished his snack.” Marlow was aware they were clingy but texting each other after every meal. They were really sickening, in a sweet way of course.

Ilya turned down the stario, which was previously blasting Wheres your head at by Basement Jaxx. A staple in their many years of sharing a hotel room while in boston.

“Reply back, what did you have?” A small smile crept up on Ilya’s face

Marlow complied and texted back, almost immediately a response popped up.

Sunshine: 7 Oreos
[a picture of Shane absolutely beaming while a plate with oreo crumbs sits in his lap.]
“Seven Oreos? And a picture of an empty plate. You guys are s-” Marlow was interrupted by a now fully smiling Ilya

“Reply, good job baby.”
Marlow complied, god he should have just left it there.

Sunshine: I want my reward later 😈
This is where he got the sense this wasn't for his eyes

“Uh-he says he wants his reward..later.”

Roz got a smirk on his face. “Reply, whatever you want I will give.”

Marlow typed it in and hit send, what was he doing Jesus.

The reply wasn't immediate, oh God, was Shane thinking of what to ask.

“Rozy, you sure you want me reading this?” Marlow silently begged for Ilya to take his phone back.

“How many times have I had to text girls on your behalf because you where tossing your insides in the toilet after bad party? Text Hollander for me Marley, is least you could do.” Ilya had a lopsided grin on his face.

Before he could protest another text pinged.

Sunshine: Want you to fuck me from behind.

Sunshine: Hard.

“I-I” Marlow could not believe he was reading this from sweetheart Shane Hollander.

“What does it say?” Roz turned his head a bit but kept his eyes forward.

“He says he wants you fuck him from behind. Hard.” Marlow says quickly, he lets a chuckle escape from him.

Who knew Hollander had it like that. He always knew Ilya was a freak but assumed he toned it down when he got with Shane. Lord was he wrong.

Ilya’s eyes got dark and low “Reply, You are so eager for my cock. Can you wait the whole night? With the purple vegetable emoji.”

“Jesus Rozy.” Marlow replies though.

Sunshine: I want you as soon as you come through the door.
Sunshine: Im putting a plug in so im ready 🥵

“Oh my God! He said ‘I want you as soon as you come through the door,’ apparently he's putting a plug in.” Marlow was laughing but turned to look at Ilya’s face and saw a sultry grin on his face.

“Now you see why i’m crazy about him. Fuck-” He swiped his face “Reply, You are trying to kill me Hollander. Cannot drive well with raging boner.”

Marlow rolled his eyes and began typing. “You guys are freaks, getting this worked up over Oreos. You aren't really hard right?”

Ilya put a hand up to cover his grin. “No comment.”

Marlow swatted his shoulder. “Gross! You owe me for sexting your husband for you.” Marlow leaned back and almost forgot he was texting anyone for a moment, the phone let out a chime.

Sunshine: [A picture of Shane, back to the bathroom mirror with the camera angled so you could see the the mirror behind him. He is fully naked and smirking into the camera while winking. He has one hand planted on his ass pulling his cheek up to expose the metal base of a plug planted firmly in his hole. His ass is gleaming and shiny from the lube used to situate it there.]

“He sent a nude..” Marlow tried and failed to keep his eyes from going wide.

“What is it?! Show me!” Ilya was trying to drive and grab at the phone.

“Eyes on the road, I'll show you at the red light.” Marlow replied, trying to keep them from crashing.

Ilya’s grip tightened on the steering wheel, eyes full of lust. Breathing heavy.

“Rozy..this-this is the best nude ive ever seen. Like, im not even gay but shit. You are one l-”

They had come to a stop at a red light and Ilya snatched his phone. He looked at the photo and a deep flush crept up him. Marlow swears he heard a growl.

Just then the light turned green and Rozanov shoved the phone back at Marlow.

“I have to send a picture back..” Ilya murmured

“How ar-”

“Go to my puppies folder and go to the second most recent photo.” Ilya was deadly serious, using his captain voice.

Marlow listened and went to the folder. Of course it was all Ilya’s dick. Why would it not be. Marlow had seen it plenty. They shared a hotel, lockeroom, and a shower for the better half of a decade. This specific picture was Ilya with his pants undone in this very car, hand around the base of his cock.

“The things I do for you man…” Marlow sent the picture.

Almost immediately a reply popped up.

Sunshine: Fuck Ilya, need you so bad.

Sunshine: my dick fucking aches. Don't know how long I can last

Sunshine: Fuck hurry at the club. If you are more than an hour tops I'm starting without you.

Marlow read this all out word for word. Not one of his best moments.

Ilya immediately turns the car for a U-turn. “Reply-чёрт возьми…Reply, Fuck Hollander you win, please dont start without me. Im kicking Marlow out of the fucking car. Fuck the club I need your pretty hole.”

“Really Roz? You can fuck him later. This i-”

“Dont give a fuck..” Ilya deadpanned.

Marlow dramatically grabbed his chest. “Rozy Posy! Take that back.”

“Sorry…to horny to think straight. Need husband. You understand.” Ilya relaxed back into his seat.

“Yeah, I don't know how many times I've blown off practice to get some tail.” Marlow placed Rozanov's phone back into the cup holder. “Not that I would do that to the Centaurs” He corrected but Ilya didn’t seem to care

They pulled back up to Marlow’s hotel and he grabbed his shopping bag and hopped out.

“Go put him through the mattress, you fucking legend.” Marlow waved at Ilya as he drove off and flipped him the bird.

Now he got to order room service and try not to think about how much of a secret slut Shane was. Good for them honestly. They clearly match each other's freak. Maybe he will find someone like that. Maybe.