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Another Way to Worship by Anonymous
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-22
If you've read Appeasing the Hockey Gods - this is Scott worshiping Kip for the Hockey Gods. Kip offers up Anything Scott wants. And what Scot wants is to tie his man up and worship him, until Kip is begging to come.
If you haven't read Appeasing the Hockey Gods - this is Scott tying Kip to the bed and worshipping Kip ;) but also go read Appeasing the Hockey Gods for the fluffy coming out before this scene that has way to many weird Smoothie names.
- Part 2 of Appeasing the Hockey Gods
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How to train your boyfriend in one week, guaranteed.
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“Should call you the Ottawa Puppies,” says the Toronto centre, Svensson. As an insult it makes no sense, so Ilya ignores it, until he continues, “Hear Hollander keeps you on a short leash.” Ilya is the captain, so if anything, he should be holding the leash. In English, you can be singular or plural, but he knows what Svensson is trying to say. He is saying Ilya Rozanov, you are Hollander’s bitch. “Only sometimes,” Ilya replies, grinning. He wins the face off. OR: Ilya trains himself to be a very, very good guard dog for Shane.
- Part 1 of Dog
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how i remind u by vividblossom (dirtymudblood)
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-21
After an injury takes Shane's memory, Ilya is left as the only one who remembers. [Ilya POV]
- Part 2 of how could i forget u?
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A Moment to Ourselves by Afraid_Industry8409
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-21
Ilya and Shane are adjusting to being new parents, but they still find a way to connect with one another. Sex. The way is sex.
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Lily: It is too dangerous to be alone with concussion. I will stay at your apartment like nurse. -- Shane goes to Montreal for the weekend during his concussion recovery. So does Ilya.
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leaving my mark on you by BekkaChaos
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-21
Ilya gives Shane a hickey between his thighs during the season, and Shane is annoyed by it. set somewhere in the 2014-2015 range. "Jesus Christ, Rozanov..." Shane's head dropped back against the mattress as Ilya's hands pressed against the inside of his thighs, opening them wider. He heard the faint sound of Ilya's low laugh, but he was too far gone to be embarrassed by it. He would have been, years ago, and he probably was the first time. But never for long. He lay with his knees dropped wide, wide enough to fit Ilya's shoulders between them where he was propped up and kissing at the inside of Shane's thigh. He had been down there for like a minute, kissing and licking and teasing all kinds of noises out of him. "You want something Hollander?" His voice was so low, his accent making Shane's name sound so deep, the desire in his words making his cock twitch. "Put me in your mouth," Shane asked eagerly. "Please." Ilya hummed in reply, and Shane propped himself up on his elbows just to see the smirk. "So polite," he teased, making Shane smile. "Fuck you." Ilya pulled a face of feigned offence. His hazel eyes burning fire back into Shane. He held his gaze as he dipped his head down to kiss at the head of his cock, soft and gentle with a slow circle of his tongue for good measure. And then he stopped. Shane huffed in annoyance which made Ilya's smirk grow into a grin. "God, you're an asshole," Shane said, though they both knew how much he liked it. "Ah yes, I almost forget," Ilya trailed two fingers down Shane's inner thigh, stopping when he made contact with Shane's rim, earning him a whimper. "This is what you want yes?" He didn't need to wait for the answer, instead he continued to draw circles with his fingertips and went back to work with his mouth. He kissed as the base of Shane's cock, barely grazing his teeth over the soft flesh. Then he was kissing his way up, taking Shane into his mouth for three slow and deliberate moves, and then licking at the crease in his thigh. Shane complained of course, but secretly he loved this. Rozanov's mouth just worshipping his body like they had all the time in the world and not just one night. He loved the feel of his nose nuzzling against his hip, his teeth nipping at the sensitive skin of his thigh, his full lips where they sucked at his skin while his tongue crept out to taste him. He loved staring down at those golden curls as Rozanov worked him up, getting him so close to begging as he— "Hey, what the—" Shane tugged at Rozanov's hair until he was staring up at him. "What the fuck Rozanov?" He was grinning back, his lips pink and wet while Shane had a blooming bruise on the inside of his thigh from where Rozanov had sucked a mark into him. "What? No one will see," he shrugged. Fucking shrugged. Like he hadn't just left a hickey on Shane in the middle of fucking November. "You know we fucking shower after the games, right?" he pulled at his thigh to get a better view of the mark and Rozanov just let out a laugh. "Okay," he shrugged. "So no one will see unless they are looking very, very closely." He kissed at the mark and Shane jerked his leg away as though the damage hadn't already been done. "Fuck off," he said with absolutely no malice in the words. Rozanov hummed in that deep rumbling tone of his, letting his tongue wet his bottom lip. "Is it such a big problem Hollander? Are you letting someone else in your team get so deep between your thighs?" He let his chin rest against Shane's leg as he stared up at him with an eyebrow cocked. Shane shook his head and scoffed. Okay, he did have to admit that it was in a very intimate spot. Like, so intimate that even Shane would probably have to strain to see it if he were standing up. "If they see," Rozanov continued with a playful spark in his eye. "You had better ask why they are staring at your dick in the shower." Yeah okay, so he had a point. "You did," Shane said softly, cocking an eyebrow. "Ah yes, well I wanted to fuck you," he shrugged, and Shane felt a surge of heat through him at the memory of it. God they had been so young. It had been hard to stop himself from looking, that desire in him wasn't new, but it was the first time that the opportunity was there. Well, there and staring back as it stroked it's own cock. But Shane hadn't thought he'd wanted that... what had he thought? That maybe he wanted a way to get off quickly, with someone who could be just as casual about it as he needed. He didn't think he'd be staring down at him between his legs five years later with god damned butterflies at the memory of their first time.
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Shane Hollander discovers that new massage therapist Ilya Rozanov can bring relief to more than just his back. Even though Ilya's foul mouth, his smug smile, and his constant teasing drive Shane to the absolute limits of endurance, he can't stop himself from coming back for more.
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Poulet Frit Kentucky by Nothing68
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-21
Ilya comes over to Shane's cottage and domestic fluff and smut ensues. Or Ilya really hates French, Shane loves that he hates it
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Shane wanted to get Ilya something special for his birthday, but what did you get someone who bought himself everything he wanted? he was also determined to let his boyfriend know how much he meant to him and that his birthdays were worth celebrating. It was the day before Ilya's birthday and Shane’s anxiety was trying to get the best of him. He had been thinking about this day for weeks now. Birthdays had never been a big deal to Ilya before he and Shane became a couple. Shane felt his heart ache for his boyfriend at the memory of him recalling what his childhood had been like after his mother had died. He had never had a party or even a cake to celebrate let alone a gift of any kind. “If I was lucky, my father would say happy birthday to me as he left for work but that was all.” He had said as they had sat on the dock at the lake cottage, Shane leaning back against his strong warm chest with his head under Ilya’s chin. “I’m so sorry it was like that for you. Everyone deserves to celebrate their birthday.” He said, turning his head so he could put a soft kiss on his left pec, over his heart. He felt Ilya shrug. “Is no big deal. Not important.” Shane leaned up and turned to face him, placing his hands on either side of his man’s face. “It is important and it definitely is a big deal. I only wish that your mother was still here so I could call her and thank her for bringing you into the world and my life.” In the late afternoon sun, he saw the way Ilya’s beautiful blue eyes glinted and his cheeks colour. He leaned in and kissed him making sure he knew he meant every word of what he had said. It was so tempting to tease him about the blush but he knew he would only deny it and give him the standard answer of “Not blushing, Russians do not do this.” “Ah, Hollander, you are becoming, what is the word….a big sap lately. What is next, will I see you reading romance novels?” Ilya said when they broke apart. He obviously had no problem Stirring Shane as usual. Shane shot his boyfriend a hard look but it was difficult to stay mad at him when the mischievous look on his face never failed to make his heart beat faster. “You're such a dick.” Shane said, poking a finger into Illya’s bicep before turning back around to lean against him once more. His skin tingled when he felt his lips brush against his ear. “You love my dick, you cannot deny this.” He purred, his lips brushing the shell of Shane’s ear. Shane felt his own cheeks heating as he remembered what had followed. Ilya had always downplayed his birthday every year but Shane always made sure he had a cake and a gift. The trouble was, it was getting increasingly harder to buy the guy something. What did you get someone who had enough money to get whatever he wanted? Shane knew that Ilya didn't have the same problem because Shane tended to be more pragmatic with his spending. The trouble with that was, Ilya would go overboard with his birthday and Christmas gifts. He always grumbled at him for spending so much but he secretly loved each and every one of the gifts he received. Ilya’s birthday had been on his mind for months now and slowly, he had formed a plan and he was quite pleased with himself. He knew Ilya had been more than a little suspicious a few times but he had managed to distract him to get his mind off the subject. Now it was the next day and Shane found his excitement for what he had planned had grown into the anxiety it would all go as he hoped and that Ilya would love it. Ilya had played an away game the day before and flown back on the first flight the next day. He got the first taxi he could see as he raced out of the terminal, lugging his gear. He hated not seeing Shane for days on end when their teams had out of town games but the best thing about it was the reunion sex when he came back home. His whole being was screaming for it. The ride was maddening slow, the cab being swallowed up by the early morning commuters. By the time the car pulled up to the front of Shane’s apartment, Ilya was ready to explode. He threw money at the driver, not caring if it was too much or not and grabbed his gear and took out his phone. L: Open the fucking door, Hollander J: Well, good morning, birthday boy. Something wrong? L: Yes, I need to see you naked and in that bed. RIGHT FUCKING NOW Ilya had reached the door and heard the lock disengage. He thought about taking the lobby lift but he wasn't going to risk having to wait for it so he started up the back stairs, taking them two at a time. He got to Shane’s apartment door and lifted a fist to pound on the surface but he tried the knob first and it turned freely. He entered the apartment’s spacious open living area, dumping his gear before heading straight for the bedroom. He paused at the door. Shane was laying on the butter soft linen sheets, leaning up against the pillows and padded head board. Wearing only a soft smile. “Hey, did you miss me?” He purred, running his fingers up the full length of his already hard cock. Fuck, this man was such a work of art. Ilya groaned as he began tearing off his clothes, not taking his eyes off Shane’s for an instant. Then he was on the bed, looming over his boyfriend and taking his mouth in a kiss that had them both breathless in seconds. “I’ll take that as a yes.” Shane breathed when they finally broke apart.
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shed some light on me, please by gwand
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-21
Being a professional hockey player means being in top shape at all times. He does his best to look like it, and he likes it when he feels good with it. He’s pure mass and muscle, the kind that’s unforgiving on the ice, and a blur on his skates. He wouldn’t trade a damn thing for this body of his. But sometimes, a stray cog fucks with his system and makes him wonder how it feels to be soft, too. How it feels to be delicate.
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Ilya’s smirk grew. “Whoever wins MVP gets anything they want.” Shane’s brows furrowed. “Anything?” “Anything,” Ilya repeated, his eyes gleaming. “If you win, you can ask for anything you want.” A thrill went down his spine. “And I’m guessing you already have something in mind if you’ve suggested this bet.” Instead of responding, Ilya leaned down and kissed him—a filthy, obscene kiss that left his dick twitching pathetically against his thigh despite the fact he was completely spent. “You will see, Hollander.” “You’re on, Rozanov.” And, at the time, Shane really did feel good about his chances—orgasm haze aside. Now, standing in the bathroom of a Vegas hotel suite, he almost cursed his own damn competitiveness. . Or, a bet was made and Shane is a good sportsman. That is the only reason he is putting on Rozanov's jersey. Promise.
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Shane didn’t tell his parents until the lease was already signed. “Oh, by the way,” he said, shoving a spearing of carbonara into his mouth, “the guy I’m rooming with is an alpha.” Yuna was scrolling through Facebook, so it took a moment for her to register what Shane had said. His father, however, furrowed his brows and frowned. “What?” David leaned forward, hand reaching toward his son as if to pull him off a cliff. “Why in the world would you room with an alpha?” Yuna’s eyes darted up. “What?” David repeated, “He just said he’s—” “Rooming with an alpha, yes, I heard.” Yuna unceremoniously dropped her phone on the table. She made a quick scan of the restaurant before speaking, as if worried someone would overhear that her unmated omega son had agreed to live alone with an alpha. Shane loved his parents, he did. He loved having an alpha mother and a beta father, and he knew they adored him back. But it didn’t change the fact that they sometimes let their biases seep through. “That’s not safe, Shane.” ///// Shane meets his scent-kryptonite in the form of Ilya Rozanov.
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meet me in the afterglow by leiascully
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-21
Shane never feels more at peace than the moment that Rozanov pushes into him.
- Part 10 of Hockey Time!
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Their reunion at Shane's cottage pulls them back into each other. It's intense as always but in the quiet orgasm afterglow, Ilya makes a confession.
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“It was a bad hit, Shane,” Hayden says, worriedly. He looks up to where Ilya is quietly observing them, leaning against the lockers with his eyes fixed intently on Shane. “Ilya, doesn’t it look bad?” “Is not bullet wound,” Ilya says flatly, “he will be back on ice within week.” or, Shane and Ilya play on the same team and hate each other in every way but one…or so Shane thinks until he gets hurt on the ice and Ilya is a little too nice about it all.
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wanna fly to a place where it's just you and me (nobody else so we could be free) by thejoth
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-21
Six times Ilya wakes up alone, and one time he doesn't.
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when a fire starts to burn by HawkinsLocal
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-21
"How long can you stay?" Shane asks when Ilya arrives at his building, slipping in the back door and racing up the stairs. It's always the question, now: how much time, how many hours can they steal, what can they get away with while the world is looking the other direction. When they reach the top Ilya looks Shane in the eye and says, "Long enough." Or, five times Shane comes first, and one time he doesn't.
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don't ask (and i won't tell) by londonfoglatte (nimbus2003)
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-21
five times shane and ilya's friends have questions about gay sex -- and one time they wish they knew less. OR the Centaurs are a wonderful team. accepting. kind. curious. it's that last one that has Shane wondering if he’d rather be back in montreal, hiding in the closet, than here, making up for the failures of the Canadian sexual education system.
- Part 3 of hollanov 5+1
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“Watch yourself, Rozanov,” he says in Russian, voice low and dark, and oh, holy shit, Ilya should have known teaching Shane his native language would be the death of him.
“I would rather watch you.”
Shane moves off the stool he’s been sitting on with one fluid movement. “Not now.”
“Later then?”
Shane rolls his eyes. “Pervert.”
“Not what you said an hour ago.”
Ilya feels Shane’s foot bump into his, and their thighs brush just barely. But it’s still enough to make Ilya want to abandon all of this and drag Shane back upstairs. “Behave, Ilya,” he says, slipping back into Russian. “You know they can't know.” He turns. The look he throws him is a little too close not to affect him. “We both want it that way.”
Oh. Right. That.
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Or Ilya and Shane attempt to hide their relationship at a charity gala. It goes about as well as one would expect.
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