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the things your lips won't say. by Skamtrash
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-11-28
shane gets jealous seeing ilya kiss someone else. when he confronts him in his hotel room, ilya shows him why there's no reason to be.
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Shane and Ilya navigate their new relationship now that they're officially a couple
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“You wanted this, didn’t you? You want to choke on my come?” Ilya murmured. “Yes,” Shane gasped, taking the Russian’s cock off his mouth to breathe for a second. The admission ripped from his, surely soon, sore throat. “More. Harder, Ilya.” The request was a match to Ilya’s wick. His movements doubled in speed, his hips bucking hard. Shane was lost, his consciousness reduced to Ilya’s thick head constantly pressing on the back of his throat and the iron grip on his neck. or the one in which Ilya and Shane can't keep their hands off each other.
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Shane is still adjusting to being out. He’s trying, he really is. But he’s still very protective of what they have. (Or: 5 times Shane feels embarrassment when the Centaurs find out something about their sex life and the time he stops caring.)
- Part 1 of future hollanov fics
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The breath that Shane expels feels like the last straw. Ilya is so fucking tired of guessing. Wondering what he did wrong and how he can make it right. A pit forms in his stomach every time Shane looks at him like that. Like he’s done. Like he’s tired. Like he’s one stupid comment away from kicking Ilya out entirely. It’s not what Ilya should feel when in proximity to his husband. This shaken, tense situation is beyond fucked. Maybe it makes him a child that he hasn’t asked Shane point blank what is going on yet. Maybe it makes him a coward. Shane and Ilya spend a tense evening together.
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“You look like my fan.” Shane’s eyes snapped open. “It’s not too late for me to leave. You know that, right?” Rozanov pulled back and looked at him, grin wide on his face as his first finger entered Shane. “Yes. But you won’t.” Shane struggled to hold the annoyance in his face as Rozanov’s finger moved quicker. “You like this. You like looking like I picked you from the crowd, to be my prize.” — The 2014 Las Vegas chapter but Ilya has Shane wear his Boston jersey
- Part 3 of Canon Divergent and/or AUs
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don't need to hide what you can't control by theoneiam2277
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-11-10
This deep in the heat he was mostly senseless, less Shane Hollander and more omega. It used to scare him, before he found Ilya, the loss of control. Now, he melted trustingly into the sheets, soothed by Ilya's promise and their mingling scents in the air. --- Just a short pwp omegaverse.
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- #74001601
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You Never See The Threat Too Soon (The Ghost in the Room) by crashoutengineer
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-11-08
Shane Hollander wins the Stanley Cup and the come down is harrowing. He hasn't had sex in 4 months and the only person he wants to have sex with who won't destroy his life is avoiding him and who cares? He'll just find someone else to fill in.
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“Have I ever told you how sexy you are in those glasses?” Shane’s nose wrinkles again, creasing his constellations of freckles, and his fingers reach up to touch the black frames. “You have. A few times,” Shane mumbles. His cheeks are flushed brilliantly pink, as soft and vibrant as fresh spring roses, and he moves to take the glasses off, but Ilya stills his hand and shakes his head. “I think you should leave them on,” Ilya purrs as he leans in and presses a kiss to Shane’s lips, which are parted out of mild confusion. When Ilya pulls back, Shane’s head tilts slightly. “But I don’t need them unless I’m reading,” Shane says, his confusion evident in the soft v of his brow and the downturning of his lips. “Shane,” he laughs, with Shane, never at him, and understanding dawns across Shane’s face. “Oh. You’re… into this.” -- OR, Ilya FINALLY fucks Shane with his glasses on.
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I can break you off and hold you down by cellularcervix
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-11-06
“I see,” Rozanov says finally, straightening just a little. “You came to give me ethics lesson.” Shane scoffs, “ I came here to, uh—“ he falters, hands gesturing uselessly. “To set things straight.” Yeah, that works. “To set things straight,” Rozanov repeats, slow and measured. His mouth curves into a wicked grin. “Yes I can help” Shane loses count of how many times he’s frowned that day. “What do you mean ‘you can help’?” or Shane confronts the guy his girlfriend cheated on him with. It takes an unexpected turn.
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are you scared (are we playing with fire?) by theoneiam2277
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-11-05
"Yeah, um. Thanks, I guess." Hollander's reply was vacant, and Ilya moved to gather his clothes and pull his boxers on, taking care to keep his movements smooth and casual. He had to get away. Now. Before he did or said something unfortunate. One word from Hollander, naked on the edge of the bed, derailed his plans. "Wait," Hollander pleaded, and there was something undeniably vulnerable in his voice. Ilya hesitated immediately, turned back to the bed. "Hollander?" --- Hotel room 1822 in Montreal, February 2011. What if Ilya did stay a little longer?
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“You’re misbehaving,” Ilya remarked idly. Not discouraging, just curious. He set his hands on Shane’s hips and waited to see how far this would go. “We’re married,” Shane breathed, as if marriage was somehow an excuse for public indecency.
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Shane Hollander was a man defined by rigor. By structure. By the elegant logic of a system mastered through sheer, unyielding effort. He spoke seven languages, not because they came naturally—though French and English had been a delightful exception—but because he pursued fluency like a grand, intellectual hunt. He, however, was failing Russian 301, and the solution was an enforced, peer-led intervention. His required tutor was a junior who knew the language “by osmosis”, and who, Shane knew from the university bulletin and an unfortunate run-in near the campus gym, belonged to the most obnoxious caste on campus: the frat star athletes. Ilya fucking Rozanov.
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“I don’t know. Both, maybe. I held his arms down once, and—” Ilya says, and then hesitates. Yeah. Yeah, this was enough. Probably. He didn’t care. It was enough that the world found out about them through a video. He didn’t really want to explain the specifics behind the intimacy they shared, either. “Yeah,” he says, and lamely repeats. “Yeah.” Galina hums, and pauses. Leans back again. “Have you heard of shibari?” Ilya hadn’t realised that rope, too, can be a form of discipline.
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Shane and Ilya celebrate their first Halloween together as husbands
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Ilya leaned in closer to Shane’s ear. He almost jerked away, but managed to stop himself as Ilya spoke. “Is very loud in here. And you have a long story to tell. So we should go somewhere that you can tell it to me.” Shane looked at Ilya. This was dangerous. So dangerous. But he had been careful for so long. And he knew how to be safe. Maybe he could allow himself this little bit of happiness. He could be selfish this one time. What was the worst that could happen? Or: Shane has a secret. Ilya is going to figure it out.
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The crowd was intense tonight. There was a push and pull that added to the thrumming feeling under his skin, only heightened by the small, stolen moments with Ilya. Every time Ilya would glance over, he’d find Shane’s eyes on him and his lips would tick up into a smile. Sometimes, when Ilya was at the other side of the stage, Shane would flick his eyes up to the screen next to them and look at the close up of Ilya’s curls sticking to his skin and the bead of sweat sliding down his neck. Ilya Rozanov is the charismatic lead singer of Overtime Lights. Shane Hollander plays hockey and doesn't know anything about music. A night in New York leads to the reveal of their secret relationship.
- Part 1 of Rockstar Ilya
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When he lifts his eyes from Shane’s ring, Shane is still staring at him. His voice is breathless and decidedly too slow when he says, “You dragged me back here just to—” Ilya lowers his head until his nose brushes against Shane’s. “Talk a little,” he says, voice pitching low with how tight his throat has become. Then, after a beat— “And to remind you that tonight’s win is yours but you are mine every time.” Shane gets his first win on the Centaurs. Ilya rewards him with something else.
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About a month after Las Vegas, Ilya has his day with the Stanley Cup. He texts Shane to fly to Boston and celebrate with him, and they have angsty sex with the Cup in the room. FYI: It's a superstition that touching the Cup before you've won it will prevent your team from winning it. Thursday July 17, 2014 12:46pm Lily: What are you doing this weekend? Jane: Nothing. Why? Lily: Come to Boston Jane: Why? Lily: 🙄 Jane: Aren’t you in Moscow? Lily: Not yet. Come to Boston Lily: The 19th Jane: What? I can’t! That’s this Saturday Lily: Will be worth your while 😉 Jane: No way 1:24pm Jane: Flight lands at 3 Lily: 😘 *** “Are you fucking kidding me?” Hollander dropped his duffel bag, jaw slack with disbelief. Ilya stretched his arms out in welcome, a wide smile on his face. “Glad you could make it.” Sitting in the middle of his luxury penthouse was three feet of gleaming silver, practically winking between them. Ilya leaned over, resting his arms over the top of the Stanley Cup. “This is why you texted me?” Anger twisted in Hollander’s eyes, and Ilya immediately knew he’d made the right choice on how to spend his day with the Cup. “Thought I’d let you see it for yourself.” Ilya grinned. “You will probably not get another chance to be so close to it, so.” “God, fuuuck you.” Hollander rolled his entire head as he said it, looking to the ceiling as though it might have some answers. “Yes.” Ilya smirked, nodding. Hollander turned back sharply. “So that’s it? You wanna fuck me with the Stanley Cup in the room?” And there was that heat, the exact reason Ilya had known Hollander was the perfect person to celebrate with. Internally, he felt like cheering. Instead, he sauntered over, grabbing Hollander by the waist and pulling him close. The look in his eyes was so murderous it was making Ilya giddy. Hollander hadn’t even been there for five minutes, and it was already giving him a head rush. He hadn’t known if he would show up. After the NHL Awards, Ilya told himself he’d let it rest this summer. He’d enjoyed the Cup parade. He’d seen Svetlana. He’d delayed his flight to Moscow once, then twice. But now a month had passed, and on late nights and in morning showers, he could not shake the mental image of Shane Hollander jerking off for him in a Las Vegas hotel suite. The thought of that obedience alone had already made him come into his fist more times than he could count. “I’ll let you touch it.” Ilya purred, pushing his hips into Hollander’s, lining their cocks up through their sweatpants. “If you want.” Hollander tried to pin him against the wall, but Ilya had already moved on to stripping clothes off of him, piece by piece, as he tugged him further into the room. He felt cold metal hit his back and wobble, and Hollander immediately let him go, jumping back three feet. “I swear to God, Rozanov, if you let me anywhere near that thing—” “Shh, shh.” Ilya cooed, returning the Cup to its standing position before pulling Hollander back into his arms. Hollander spooked easily, and he was well aware that he was already walking a fine line. In an effort to calm him down, he kissed him, enjoying how quickly he softened in response. “Is okay. You will probably never get one of these either way.” Hollander’s nostrils flared in an intoxicating mixture of fury and arousal. “Get. Fucked.” “Am hoping to,” Ilya leaned down, dragging his lips along Hollander’s jaw and tracing teasing fingers along the soft skin beneath his shirt. Hollander exhaled, closing his eyes as he fought the inevitable, but Ilya could already feel him growing hard against him.
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I Could Love You 'Til All the Polaroids Fade by verbaepulchellae
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-10-14
“If I didn’t know better,” Ilya had drawled, mostly teasing, as Shane pressed adoring, apologetic kisses into his shoulder, after a hard night out a few months back. “I’d think you were embarrassed to be with me. A first for me. I will try not to let it wound my pride.” “You’re pride is fine,” Shane griped out of habit and then had nuzzled closer, held Ilya tighter because he hated that he could make Ilya feel that way. “I’m sorry. I know I do it. It’s hard for me after so long. I love you so much, it scares me shitless sometimes.” Shane's working on letting go of the control that's kept him and Ilya safe for the past ten years. The fact that he's Shane Hollander means that he's got a plan. The fact that he's with Ilya Rozanov means that plan involves fucking him stupid. And for once, Shane's kind of ready to be the one who drives Ilya out of his mind.
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