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“Three weeks ago, I sent a message that says you need to wait to come,” he says, leaning down to nip at Shane’s earlobe, kiss his chin and neck. “I knew you would do it, because you are perfect. I did not doubt this for a second.” Ilya props himself up on his knees and one arm above Shane so that he can worm his hand into the waistband of Shane’s boxers. Shane squirms slightly, reaching up to try and capture Ilya’s lips with his. “So now I will give you a reward. You will come until you feel like maybe you will never come again, and when we are done, I will wash you and tuck you into bed.” OR Ilya tells Shane not to come until they see each other again in three weeks.
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Ilya walks closer, his attention catching on the phone. Shane’s heart kicks up a notch, and he isn’t fast enough to grab the phone before Ilya snatches it from the floor. He pauses for a few seconds on the video that’s playing, amusement dancing on his face, at odds with the way his pupils are blown out. How long had he been standing there, watching Shane?
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you'll never know if you never try by cityofdownwardspirals
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-28
“Have you ever considered that he might be… I don’t know, into you?” Shane almost spat out his beer in response, but ended up choking instead. He went into a coughing fit, catching Rozanov’s attention, who threw a glance and a smirk his way. Shane replied to that reaction with a scowl. This is just fucking great, isn't it? “What the fuck, Rose? He-He's not even gay!” he hissed. “You don't know that! And, sometimes, you two look at each other in a way that makes me unsure whether you wanna kiss or kill the other. We all know you’ve tried the second option a few times. Have you tried the first?” OR Rose's favorite hobby is playing matchmaker for Shane. However, Shane didn't expect her to try to set him up with Ilya Rozanov of all people. Things between them are... complicated. Much more complicated than Rose even knows.
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"I have been thinking." Shane lifts his head off the pillow only as much as necessary to turn his face toward Ilya. Ilya continues to trace nonsensical lines and shapes on Shane's bare back, leaving a trail of tingles in his wake. "Hmm?" "I have been thinking. I think I will retire at end of season." Shane and Ilya are turning 40. Things are changing. Shane's not handling it well.
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Shane wears Ilya's jersey during sex.
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carve your name into my bedpost by dykeries
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-28
“You are early—” Ilya stops dead in his tracks. Shane is standing there in the hall, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. He’s wearing Ilya’s Centaurs jersey. Not much else. “Solnyshko,” Ilya says hoarsely. “What are you doing?” Shane pushes off the wall and comes to greet Ilya with a long, filthy kiss, wrapping his arms around Ilya’s neck. Ilya’s hands seek his waist in return. Shane’s voice is low against Ilya’s mouth. “Reminding you,” he murmurs, “of who the fuck you are.” It was a tough loss in Boston. Shane knows how to make Ilya feel better.
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“Ah, my favourite fan at my feet.” Shane's eyes glint with something between rage and intrigue. But he surprises him. So much that it elicits a withheld heartbeat. “It’s such an honour meeting you, Mr. Rozanov.” “Oh, you are meeting me from all the way down there?” “I just want to get to know you better. Up close. The cameras don’t really capture this level of detail, you know.” Shane’s cheeks are glaringly pink. His freckles get accentuated. Or: Shane and Ilya roleplay at the cottage
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Shane and Ilya back at the cottage after Ilya meets Shane's parents
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Shane adjusted his tie for the third time, his skin prickling with awareness of the toy nestled deep inside him. Shane's muscles tensed under his shirt, his reactive nature making him hyper-aware of the remote tucked in Ilya's pocket. Ilya leaned close as he passed, his breath warm against Shane's ear. “Behave,” Shane's voice cracks. "I-I'm fine, just a h-headache." The lie burns in his throat as he forces a smile, his hand trembling against the back of his neck, eyes darting anywhere but at Hayden. Completely unaware of the hand climbing Shane’s inner thigh, fingers pressing into the tender flesh just below his groin. Shane's pulse hammers against his collar as sweat beads at his hairline. Shane's adam' s apple lurches violently. He can feel Ilya's smirk burning into his profile without looking. He bites down on his tongue, tasting copper. Ilya's presence sears into his left side, while his other hand makes a show of adjusting something in his pocket. The vibrations suddenly intensify, sending a violent shudder through Shane's core. His vision blurs at the edges. Shooting electricity up his spine. His knuckles go white against the leather seat. His teeth clamp down on his bottom lip as Ilya's grip becomes bruising, fingers digging into the flesh through the soft black material. Leaning in, hot breath scorching Shane's ear: " Get yourself together, Hollander," each syllable dripping with that Russian growl that makes Shane pathetically weak. Fucking. Sadistic. Asshole. And all because of one goddamn bet. Only two hours earlier he was in the comfort of his own home. Steam billows from the bathroom as the door swings open. Ilya emerges, towel riding dangerously low on sharp hip bones, droplets racing down the planes of his chest and disappearing beneath the white terry cloth. Shane's fingers trace the edges of a small brown parcel on the kitchen counter. Ilya Rozanov, the label reads in neat block letters. Below that: Shane's address, his apartment number. Ilya freezes mid-step. The corner of his mouth twitches upward. "This showed up today." Shane lifts the box slightly. "Your name. My place." Ilya's bare feet pad across the hardwood. He plucks the package from Shane's grip with long fingers, his knuckles brushing Shane's palm. "Mine," he says, placing it on the far edge of the counter, just beyond Shane's reach. "So I don't get to see what's inside?" Ilya reaches for a pair of grey joggers draped over the arm of the couch, pulling them on with a fluid motion. "It's for you, actually." Shane's stomach flips. The NHL26 loading screen bathes their faces in blue light as they sink into the sofa, controllers in hand. Shane's eyes dart to the kitchen every thirty seconds. The box sits there, taunting him. His birthday was ages ago, their anniversary wasn’t for another couple months, Today is... nothing. His player skates past the puck. Again. The controller vibrates with another missed opportunity. Ilya's score climbs: 3-0, 5-0, 7-0.
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“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.
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Shane’s birthday was coming up in a few days and the schedule worked out so they both had the same day off to celebrate a little early. Ilya was going to fly up to spend his 18 hours of freedom with Shane. So when Ilya called two weeks ago and asked what Shane wanted, the only good answer was “You.” Ilya responded with his typical sarcasm, “No. What do you want for present? I want to watch your eyes sparkle as you unwrap present.” Shane’s only thought was back to being pinned down at the cottage, “Well remember this summer when you had me pinned underneath you, and we had like the best sex ever. I guess I just want that again. I know it’s not really a present. But I haven’t seen you in so long, and I miss you.” “I miss you too. Thanks for idea.”
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Ilya Rozanov burned, until the moment Shane Hollander’s body hit the ice. Shane’s accident scares Ilya in ways he didn’t think possible, and he’s forced to confront just how deeply in love he really is.
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Purple-Pink Skies by stardust_and_sunlight
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-28
Over the course of his NHL career, Shane Hollander had come face-to-face with Ilya Rozanov hundreds of times. But in all of that time, Shane had never seen him like this. “Hollander,” Rozanov said, accent even thicker than usual. Ah. He was drunk. [Shane Hollander and Ilya Rozanov have been NHL rivals for over a decade. One strange chance meeting leads to more.]
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all you suckers just wanna be me by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-28
“And the both of you just assumed that, what? Jackie and I would just play along? Did either of us even factor into this stupid thing, outside of making us cum?” Shane asks, crossing his arms. He looks annoyed, one of Ilya's favorite emotions to see painted across his face. “Or was this all about your giant fucking ego?”
Ilya smirks, and Shane groans, throwing a pillow at his face. “Don't even fucking start.”
“Me?” Ilya says, buzzed and happy, thrilled to be irritating Shane as always. “Ego is not the only thing giant about me.”
OR: Hayden & Ilya make a bet. Shane (and Jackie) win.
- Part 7 of heated rivalry masterlist
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Ilya wakes up first. They bang about it. (Ilya pov)
- Part 2 of Shane and Ilya at the cottage
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Just two men who attend a high-end sex club. Only rule is, they never take off their masks... They never reveal who the truly are. They both want one thing, and that's a good fuck. Until it's not enough.
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Shane getting his back blown out while wearing his boyfriends jersey, send tweet.
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“Listen to me, Hollander,” Ilya’s voice is commanding, intense. That same tone that he uses to make Shane turn liquid in his arms. “You are going to do exactly as I say—” Shane nods furiously, now desperate to get behind the privacy screen of the limousine. “We are going to get in the car together, you are going to put your filthy mouth to work, and I am going to use your throat to keep my cock hard until we get back to the hotel.” Shane makes the only echoing sound in the hallway: a pitchy whine that has Ilya’s cock throbbing. “When we arrive, we are going straight to my room. Understood?” Shane nods, but Ilya wants to test his teammate to see just how much he can push tonight. Ilya swallows. “Answer me, Hollander.” “Y—yes,” Shane rasps, quiet but determined as he looks at Ilya like he could break Shane in half and he would thank him. “Yes, Ilya.”
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Shelter here with me, my love by mickeysmyheart
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-27
The restaurant was beautiful, the food was delicious, but all Shane could think about was getting back home so that he could get under his insanely sexy husband and show him a few things he’s learned recently. OR Shane talks dirty in Russian to Ilya and Ilya has some Feelings about it.
- Part 4 of In a world post TLG
- Part 4 of Hollanov Prompts
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everything's easier way out west by rabidrozanov (strangersatellites)
Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-27
“This is awkward. This room isn’t available to the guests.” He’s holding back a giggle and can see in the twitch of his lips that Ilya is too. They’re never played around like this. Never been comfortable enough to have fun instead of just sex. Ilya nods, solemn. “Hm. That is disappointing.” God he’s so handsome. Shane’s eyes drift to his lips and he gets an idea. “I’m sorry, sir. We’d really like to accommodate you-” But then the expression on Ilya’s face shifts and suddenly it's not a game anymore. It’s a split-second of fear that he missed the mark. He only barely even remembers that conversation. “Maybe you could teach me Russian?” “Only important phrases. Like ‘yes, sir’ and ‘harder, please.’ Ilya had been joking but... there had been a note of earnestness to his voice. Right? or: A rewrite of the bellboy scene where Shane calls Ilya "sir" and a puzzle piece clicks into place.
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