Summary:

“I thought we were fighting,” Ilya shrugged, tapping the pads of his fingers on the countertop he was leaning against. “Thought maybe it was fun, new foreplay.” Shane laughed, probably because he knew it had a hint of truth to it, “Maybe in your gross fantasies, Rozanov.” or Ilya and Shane get into a Hockey fight, it results in a steamy night for the two.