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tastes like he might be the one by pocketsofsun
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-26
Ilya: I'm hungry. Shane: Lunch will be ready by the time you get back, baby. Ilya: No. Not for food. Get yourself ready for me in bed. I will be home soon. Fingers only, do not touch your dick. or: the come eating fic
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Ilya shows Shane why beavers are, in fact, nature's most romantic animal. ___ Bad beaver jokes, fluff and smut at the cottage -- True Canadiana
- Part 1 of Love in a Cold Climate
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"Does it…does it feel like agony for you too?" "Agony?" ... Ilya touched Shane's cheek with the back of his hand. He was burning up. "Shane? Are you alright?" — In which omega!Shane goes into heat at the cottage.
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Before the Montreal vs. Boston game, Ilya proposes a bet: Loser does whatever the winner wants later that night. Simple. Until losing means that Shane has to try something new. But whatever Ilya wants, Ilya gets. And Ilya wants Shane dressed up all pretty for him.
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“Ilya?” Shane calls, and Ilya spins around to see Shane holding the most damning thing he could’ve found in Ilya’s suitcase—that damned Montreal Metros hoodie. “This is mine, isn’t it?” Ilya freezes. “Eh?” “How do you have this? I thought I’d lost it ages ago.” There’s no good way for Ilya to say the truth, which is that: you left it at my house in Boston after you broke my heart for the first time and I kept it so I could wear it occasionally and jerk off while thinking about you when I thought I would probably never be able to have you again and it was the last bit of you I could have, so Ilya settles for the next best thing, which is: “It… it is not yours.” Shane shoots him an unimpressed look. Ilya is really struggling with the fact that he wants to keep Shane forever and steal his clothes and leave dumb hickies on him and wake up to him in the morning. He's working on it.
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Shane's anxiety has been getting worse. He has no idea why but it's impacting his game and that's a problem.
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It’s Ilya Rozanov’s first Christmas with the Hollander family as Shane’s boyfriend. Between festive fluff, stolen kisses, and a spicy mischief right in front of Elf on the Shelf (omg scandalous), Ilya realizes he’s never felt this much at home before. AKA Lots of fluff, a little smut (including some light spanking for Shane), and then fluff again :P
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where's the trophy (he just comes running over to me) by sanjuwrites
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-24
Shane smiles shakily and Ilya lets go, watching him walk up and slot in between Haas and Wyatt. Bood leans forward, "Hollander okay?" Ilya smiles a little at the concern in his friend's voice, "He will be fine. We will all be fine, because," Ilya raises his voice, carrying over the line of hockey players, "we are winning tonight!" The ground shakes with the force of the team hitting their sticks against the rubber floors. Outside, the announcer begins announcing the Centaurs, and within the span of a minute, all of their skates are hitting the ice. OR Shane and Ilya play the Stanley Cup finals. And then they celebrate. A lot.
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It used to worry Shane. In the early days of their heated rivalry, where the line between fucking and frenemies had started to get shaky and blurred, he used to lie awake at night wondering what Ilya saw in him. If he used to lurk in the murky depths of online gossip columns to read about Boston Raiders Captain Ilya Rozanov’s latest speculated flings with supermodels and upcoming song writing prodigies; well, that information was between him and his internet cookies and that’s where it was going to stay. It was hard not to compare himself though. All of Ilya’s previous known partners (and there were many of them) were tall, razor thin and packing a stunning pair of perfectly round elevated breasts. Shane has none of these qualities. He’s not particularly tall - at least by the standards of ice hockey players - he’s stocky, and he is pretty positive that he does not possess a rack. And yet. And yet, Ilya cannot seem to keep his hands away from Shane’s chest. __ Shane notices Ilya's obsession with his chest. He decides to go along for the ride.
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“Shane Hollander,” Ilya gasped, faux-aghast. “You are wet. Wet like pussy.” Shane flushed and tried to squirm out of Rozanov’s grasp, to no avail. “S’just sweat,” he murmured. “It’s just fucking… hot in here.” Ilya’s strong grip tightened, vice-like, around Shane’s hip. His grin curled into something cruel, something bright and sparkling. “Is not hot. You are bad liar. Take it off.”
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To fall in love one hour at a time is not possible. Ilya knows this.
- Part 11 of Hockey Time!
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Take It Slow, Take It Easy On Me by Kanza (Kodiez)
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-24
Shane reveals he can’t get wet, and Ilya—of course—takes it as a challenge.
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Like a dog with a bone by Buckysrightarmcrank
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-24
Ilya's gums ache, he's annoyed, he's itching for a fight or a bite. Maybe Hollander can help in one of those (Y'all this was so very self indulgent)
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Ilya’s not taken one step inside the cottage (The cottage) and he’s already struggling to take it all in. Nothing about the outside of the “cottage” actually betrays what’s waiting for him inside, and if it weren’t for Shane blocking the exit as he stands there with the bags, he’d take a step out to double-check the door. Or the calendar. Because the living room looks like a department store exploded its entire Christmas stock in there. There are fairy lights, stockings, tinsel, and garlands, but the focal point of the room is the sizable Christmas tree that stands right by the fireplace. With no decorations.
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Shane turned back to Ilya. “You say things to me that make me feel the same as when you kiss me,” he spoke softly, accentuating his words with motioning arms, “like the earth could give out from under you and you wouldn’t give a shit, because that way you could stay in the sunlight all the time. You love when it’s sunny.” He drew in a long, steadying breath. “And it makes me think you might love me like you love the sun.” Ilya thought his chest may burst open with the sheer force his heart beat with. “It was sunny today, yes? Did not make me feel like this. Not even close,” Ilya offered Shane his hand. Shane took it and Ilya dragged him to his chest. He pressed their intertwined hands against his heart. “Feel that? Only you, no sun. Would not want the earth to collapse. It would take you away, too. What do I do with just the stupid sun, if you are not there to block it out?” or; Shane visits Ilya when the Voyageurs are in Boston. They are down horrendous for each other. Also very much in love. So, pretty canon.
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Shane pulls back, carefully cradling Ilya’s face. “Maybe we shouldn’t.” “You don’t want to?” Ilya’s eyes are bottomless; swimming with grief. He says it like he really means, You don’t want me? “That isn’t what I mean,” Shane says gently, brushing his thumb over Ilya’s cheekbone. Ilya’s eyes flutter shut, as if being treated so tenderly causes him physical pain. Like he isn’t used to it. “You’re hurting. I don’t want you to regret it in the morning.” Ilya’s eyes open. “I have never regretted a moment with you.” * Or: the missing hotel room scene in Florida after Shane comforts Ilya.
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Finally Home for Christmas by MASD_1138
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-24
Shane and Ilya are slowly getting used to their new schedules and figuring out what their relationship looks like, but with Christmas arriving, they leave their stressful life behind for a few days so they can enjoy their first holiday as a family at the cottage.
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“Just for a while.” Shane breathed, his eyes unwavering and persistent. “I just - I just need a taste. I’ll be good, I promise.” He licked his lips and edged closer on his knees. “I’ve been waiting for you. Don’t I deserve a reward?” He’d never been one for propriety, but Ilya was quite sure that heat-drunk omegas who barged their way into homes and scandalized staff didn’t merit praise. But he’d never been one to deny Shane anything, so he relented anyway. -- Or: Shane goes into heat a month before the wedding and throws propriety out the window.
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Shane is in love with Matt. They're in love and it's fine. It's better than fine really, Shane loves just about everything about Matt and he loves all of Matt's friends. Except for the big tall Russian one that wont stop staring at him like he knows something Shane doesn't. Like he's waiting for Shane to snap. Like he's begging Shane to do something.
And Shane won’t, obviously. Because Ilya is the type of man to reel you in and the leave you high and dry. Leave you looking for pieces of him in every new person that you meet, leave you looking for signs you didn't just make the whole thing up, like some wild fantasy that was born of monotony.
Oh, and he fact he has a boyfriend who he loves. A lot. It isn't monotonous. Its love.
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Shane shares his sex playlist with Ilya. Things ensue. Author's Notes: Soooo, guess who's finished watching all five eps of Heated Rivalry in just under two days? (Still, it's quite an achievement that it was not binged in one session XD!) This happens sometime around ep 6 when they're already in Shane's cottage. Jumping ahead for a bit but no spoilers; it's just a lazy, sexy afternoon with the boys as they discuss what music they're into when making love. Links to the mentioned songs are provided. Enjoy and do let us know what you think! ^_~ "Is just background," remarked Ilya with a shrug. He was aware that he sounded too dismissive, judging from the lift of a dark eyebrow and a dry look from Shane. Really? "Music during intimacy can be more than mere background noise, you know," argued Shane as they lounged around in bed for what was supposed to be an easy afternoon of nothing more than book reading and phone scrolling, and perhaps a nap-- quite a luxury. But then they were on vacation, holed up in absolute secrecy in Shane's lakeside cottage somewhere in Eastern Quebec; Ilya had not bothered with the exact location given he was more interested in other, far more absorbing matters once he got to the cottage. As always, he could not quite get enough of Shane Hollander, a fact that ought to be firmly established by now as to not give any pause or thought, yet he found himself amazed and constantly in awe of this person who'd become everything to him. If Scott Hunter's sudden and very public coming out felt like the unclenching of a fist, being here with Shane felt like he could finally let out the breath he did not know he was holding all this time. And if he were like this, how much more did it feel to Shane-- the relief of having finally unburdened himself to his parents. It was as if a load had been lifted from his shoulders yet the process had been overwhelming in the extreme. Now they were crossing over to unknown territory, as boyfriends. Everything about this was heady and scary in equal measure, yet this-- lightheartedly bickering over something as trivial as one's favorite music to have sex to-- brought him back on familiar ground. "I did not say is noise," Ilya pointed out. "All I say is when I fuck, I don't notice anything else except my lover and what I do to him. To you." Shane grinned. "Your laser focus is riveting, yes," he said, still in that dry tone. "But surely you've got some favorite tunes to, you know, get you in the mood, at least." "Uhh, there may be some," Ilya conceded. "Name them." It took a moment for him to come up with one. "That song that goes 'I Wanna Fuck You Like An Animal'," Ilya finally replied, not batting an eyelash as Shane dissolved in chuckles. "You mean Closer," said Shane. "Yeah, I've listened to Nine Inch Nails. That does sound like you." "Club music, something raw, something edgy," he said. "Skillrex. Avicii. It's what I like." He eyed Shane from under his brows. "Whereas you...let me guess." Shane's dark brow remained lifted as he stared at him, urging him to continue. "Adele," Ilya pronounced flatly, with a bit of a grimace. "Angsty. Full of meaning. Will make you cry during fucking." Shane burst out laughing. "No. I mean, I adore Adele and I do have all her records, but no, I wouldn't put her on during those times. Or even when I think about having sex." Ilya watched as Shane's gaze slid away, becoming distracted, as though he were looking deep into himself. This examination of introspectiveness was a new thing for Ilya. He was guilty of calling Shane boring early into their acquaintance when he was like this; he'd thought him moody and antsy, and he still sometimes found it frustrating, if only because Shane seemed so far away from him, but he was learning to read Shane better now, paying attention to his subtle cues and shifting responses. After a short pause, Shane continued, "I've never...I mean, I've never really slept with anyone whom I'd like to put some music on for." "Not even Rose?" Ilya could not help but ask. He was almost embarrassed to admit that Rose Landry, lovely human being that she was, was still very much a thorn on his side whenever he thought of Shane being with her, no matter how brief. Shane gave a small, wry smile. "Well, she put on her music when we were together, of course," he said. Ilya reached out a hand to touch him lightly on the knee. "What about me?" he asked, voice soft. That broke the spell as Shane's gaze slid back to him. "Have you ever played your songs when you thought of me?" "All the time," said Shane softly. "Really?" Ilya shifted so he lay on his side, head propped on one hand. "What times?" Shane shrugged. "Late at night, mostly, in bed with my pods on, thinking about you and what you might be doing. Missing you. Fantasizing about you." "You touched yourself." It was not a question. "Of course," said Shane, his gaze steady as he looked him right back.
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