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Shane waits for Ilya’s arm to curl around his waist, for the familiar weight of his body to press in close and ground him again.
Except it never comes.
He was gone. Ilya left.
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Ilya is, for all intents and purposes, a perfect sexual partner. Sometimes, Shane mused, too perfect. OR: Shane wants Ilya to be a bit rougher in the bedroom. Ilya complies.
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total control by parrylarry
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
2026-01-17
“I can see your boner from here, you’re not hiding anything from me,” Shane huffed. “So… Now what?” “Now-,” Suddenly, the room spun as Ilya flipped Shane onto his stomach, which caused his back to arch at a drastic angle due to his legs being tied in such a way. He was on his knees with his cheek pressed into the pillows, and Shane let out a cross between a moan and a squeak of surprise when Ilya man-handled him, feeling his hands spreading his cheeks more than they already were given his extremely compromising position. “We enjoy ourselves. Or, I enjoy myself, and you lay there and take it like the good little slut I know you are.” ** OR: Ilya brings up the idea of bondage in the bedroom, and they both end up enjoying it much more than they initially imagined.
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“Hollander? You are still here?” Rozanov called, breaking the TV static silence filling Shane’s head. He blinked. “Uh. Yeah, just leaving,” he answered, surprised by how steady his voice sounded. Good, that was good. He knew he couldn’t show Rozanov any weakness if he wanted to keep coming back. But did he want to come back if it made him feel like this? “Door is too heavy? Or I fuck you too good, you cannot move legs,” came Rozanov’s taunting response. Shane could practically see the tilted smirk on his face, cigarette smoke wafting around his freshly-showered curls. “Fuck off, Rozanov,” Shane muttered. _____________________ Or, I wrote something to add to the pile of subdrop!Shane in Vegas fics because legally by law I had to
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handle with care by anincompletelist (soldouthaz)
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-16
So he’s there in the hotel room, and Ilya Rozanov has him pushed up against the door, and he’s saying all sorts of filthy things that should send Shane running and instead very much make him want to drop to his knees, which is also a relatively new feeling—and he won’t quit grabbing Shane’s face. It's the first time Shane realizes it’s going to be something that irreparably alters him for anyone else. It feels like a betrayal, somehow, that this is happening on home soil.
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Ilya got up then, walking over to Shane's side of the lounge so he could nestle his hand into the boy's dark hair, for the sake of eye-contact. "Ah, I hear you are great at giving interviews but I don't believe it. No, cannot be true. Sweet Canadian boy only has a tongue for his boyfriend, hm. Is that what it is?" Shane flushed at the condescending choice of words, eyes watering as he looked directly into Ilya's wolfish expression. "I don't, didn't mean it," he tried, head slumping forward to land on Ilya's shoulder as he grew steadily hard under his sweatpants. "Oh, so you ar e too fucking stupid to say what you mean, I get it," Ilya plastered a grin as he added, "Is my baby too slow to use his words? Or is the great Shane Hollander just dumb hockey player?" Ilya cooed, tightening his grip as he stuck his thumb into Shane's pliant mouth. "I think I will have to do the talking for both of us, tell the press you can only take my dick now. Is all you're good for." Or, the dumbification of Shane Hollander.
- Part 1 of raniza’s hollanov au’s!
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Shane and Ilya have gone 20 days without, and Shane, along with his new battery-operated friend, is going to show Ilya just how much he missed him. ~~~ "Open." Shane opened his mouth and Ilya fed his cock back in, not gentle this time. He thrust forward and Shane gagged, eyes watering, but he didn't pull back. He breathed through his nose and relaxed his throat and took it, took everything Ilya gave him. "That's it," Ilya growled, fucking into his mouth with short, brutal strokes. "That's my good boy. Taking my cock so fucking well. Always take me exactly how I like it."
- Part 7 of Stolen Moments
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You're just thinkin' it's a small thing that happened (the world ended when it happened to me) by stanzyts
Heated Rivalry (TV)
2026-01-14
He isn’t in control. Everything feels cold and distant and empty. Shane stares at his shaking hand, loosely gripping the door handle, and begs it to move, turn, so he can get away. He can’t be here anymore, and yet there is nowhere else he’d rather be. He’s suffocating; there is no air left in this room, he’s sure of it. He tilts forward without meaning to, leaning his forehead against the door, trying to stay upright. Or, Shane experiences subdrop after the events in Vegas, because he absolutely would.
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"In the pile-up, Kent said some shit that I guess the refs missed in the chaos." Shane rolls his eyes and scoffs. "And it pissed me off, and I figured, hey, we're up by two in the third period, Toronto hasn't scored shit all night. I could probably take a major and the team would be fine." He shrugs, suddenly sheepish. "Of course, I mostly got my ass kicked, but–" Ilya makes sure that he's grabbing the unbruised part of Shane's face when he plants a firm kiss right on his split lip. Or; Ilya watches Shane lose a fight, and then helps him scratch an itch.
- Part 2 of KNOCKOUT!
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before something breaks that cannot be fixed by justhockey
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-13
Shane is used to feeling fuzzy with Rozanov. Like he’s floating higher, higher, higher. But this - this isn’t that. Shane isn’t floating, he’s falling. Sinking down, down, down below, into darkness. It feels like there are waves crashing over his head, cold and sharp like needles against his skin, and when he does manage to breach the surface for a moment, he’s met with thick fog and a starless sky. It feels sort of like a concussion, but not. There’s no pain, just…haziness. Just a gaping, empty feeling, right in the centre of his chest. (Or, Vegas rewritten.)
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“No. I did have to. You were upset. Is not okay for you to be upset. Ever.” Shane blinks at him. Rozanov blinks back. Neither comment on his words – on the lines they cross, ever so slightly. When Shane doesn’t protest, Rozanov smiles sweetly, swiping his thumb over the man’s bottom teeth. He feels along the ridges of each tooth, pressing his blunt nail into the gums behind them. “Sweet thing. You come to me if you feel this way, yes? I will make it all better.” ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------- Shane has a hard week, resulting in a meltdown. He calls Ilya. Ilya decides to fuck it all better. Spoiler: it works.
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Shane Hollander was caught kissing his boyfriend and rival, Ilya Rozanov, in the background of a video. He feels as if his world is crashing. Ilya is done hiding and Shane is terrified of the fallout. Shane chooses love but at what cost?
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shane hollander's guide to bottom prep by bisexualbuckley
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-11
Ilya shrugs and runs his hand from Shane’s waist down to his ass and back up. “But you are so good at it. What is English saying? Having it with science?” “Having it down to a science.” “Exactly. Some things come natural to you, yes? Doing your bottom prep stuff. Taking my cock. You are perfect bottom. Made to be bottom. You love to be bottom.” “I do. I love it.” Shane swallows, reminded of exactly where he is and what he’s doing, a cautiously confident smile on his face as he starts to ride more with his legs than his hips. “And you thought I would throw it all away for some Taco Bell.” OR; shane hollander's foolproof bottom prep routine and how his lovely boyfriend takes care of him
- Part 1 of hollanov bottom prep <3
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Shane tries to get under Ilya's skin during a game. He succeeds, and wants Ilya to do something about it.
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until you're red in the face by vamptious
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-09
Ilya allows the conversation to pivot and brings the iPad up again, waving it like it’s the key to all their problems. “I was curious about this and I read about it many times. Do you know about kinks?” And there go all of Shane’s plans for the night. Or: Ilya and Shane take an agonisingly long time to negotiate their kinks. Then, finally, they act on some of them.
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i feel the rush, addicted to your touch by Literal_Multifandom_Trashcan
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-09
Pretty much the second Shane closed the car door, Ilya pounced on him, pulling him into a deep kiss like a man possessed. Shane made a little noise of surprise in the back of his throat before leaning into the kiss, allowing Ilya to explore his mouth with his tongue. “Not that I’m complaining,” Shane said, panting a little as he pulled away for air. “but what prompted this?” Ilya just hummed in the back of his throat, starting the car up. Music from his chill playlist permeated the car at a low volume. He started the drive back to their home, one thing on his mind. “Have I ever told you that you sound very hot when you speak French?” Ilya asked casually. He was going a little over the speed limit. Shane, for once, didn’t scold Ilya, instead too busy sputtering at Ilya’s words. “Seriously? That’s what has you hot and bothered?” Shane asked disbelievingly. or: ilya thinks its really, *really* hot when shane speaks french
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He’s a perfectionist and he will perfect the art of being Shane’s Dom.
- Part 2 of Heated Rivalry One-shots
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if home is a person, i don’t want a house by ThePromptWasntThisLong (shredded_potato)
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-09
Shane has a notes app list titled 'Safeties.' It's a series of physical sensations to pull him back if he drops too deep: 1. Press tongue to roof of mouth 2. Grip something cold 3. Say your own name out loud The last one simply says: 4. Wait for him. He always comes back.
- Part 13 of Cross-Checked & Kissed (smut oneshots)
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floating in awe (and wonder) by brokencomatose
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-08
“when we finish breakfast, i want you to go back up to our room. you will wait for me to take anya out and then I will come to you. you have choice- sit on edge of bed or sit in middle of bed. whatever you think will be most comfortable. okay?” shane pauses in the process of finishing off his second piece of toast, the bread halfway to his mouth as he blinks at Ilya a few times. “but-” “no,” ilya’s voice is low but firm, and he reaches his free hand out to nudge shane’s towards his mouth and waits until the other takes another bite before he continues. “you want to be good, yes?” shane nods almost immediately, the flush on his cheeks darkening to a deeper pink as he does so. “of course. but we need-” “to be good boy, that means that you will listen. you trust me to take care of you.”
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Ilya: No goals. I am not sure you deserve the treat I promised you earlier ;) Shane: I don’t remember you saying anything about scoring. Only winning. Ilya: I don’t know, Hollander. I may have to be convinced. OR After Shane’s first game in the league without Ilya, Ilya rewards him for the team’s win. The Ottawa Centaurs had won their first game of the season 2-0 against their Florida rivals. Shane should be thrilled, the rink had been packed with fans cheering on their home team and Wyatt Hayes had shut out the other team with a few highlight worthy saves. Both Zane Boodram and Troy Barrett had scored goals, leading the team to victory, but despite all of this, Shane didn’t feel the same excitement he normally felt winning. While his teammates were celebrating, he had been rushing through his after game routine in order to get out of the locker room as soon as possible. It was the first season that Shane and Ilya weren’t playing together as Ilya had decided to retire after they’d won the Stanley Cup back to back over the last two seasons. When Shane joined the Centaurs during free agency 5 years ago, the team had begun creating a dynasty with the two best forwards in the league. Shane was forever grateful that he’d gotten to play with Ilya during those five seasons, but he wished they had more time together. Shane had been convinced that they would retire together, but Ilya was done with hockey and Shane knew that he had at least a few years left with the sport he loved. Despite Shane’s mixed emotions, he knew that Ilya was excited to focus on other things like the Irina Foundation, spending the day with their dog Anya, and finally being a hockey WAG. Ilya had spent the day stressing about his first impression as a WAG even though he’d already known a majority of the women who made up the group. Shane had managed to distract him before the game started and when Ilya had left the house to meet the WAGs before the game, he’d been thrilled to catch up on all of the gossip. Shane may have missed seeing Ilya on the ice, but he was excited to have someone waiting for him outside the locker room. He dug his phone out of his bag and powered it on, he disliked the distractions that came with it buzzing away from notifications during his pregame rituals or when he was trying to stay focused in between periods. As soon as the screen turned on, he navigated to his texts, sending a quick thank you to his parents and Hayden who’d sent him congratulations on the win. When he opened his thread with Ilya, he saw multiple messages waiting for him: Ilya: I cannot believe you missed that shot. Ilya: Congrats on the assist. It is still not a goal though. Ilya: Wow that save by Hayes was impressive. Ilya: I have started a bet with Harris about who will score a goal first. You or Troy? Ilya: You owe me $100 bucks. I cannot believe Troy scored before you. Ilya: No goals. I am not sure you deserve the treat I promised you earlier ;) Ilya: I am proud of you. Shane’s heart warmed at the teasing, happy that Ilya had taken the time to text him during the game even though he knew that Shane kept his phone off. He racked his brain, running through the various ways he could respond to the messages, before replying. Shane: I don’t remember you saying anything about scoring. Only winning. Ilya: I don’t know, Hollander. I may have to be convinced. Shane smiled and set his phone down to finish getting dressed. Once he was done, he turned towards his teammates and congratulated them on the win. A few of the younger guys were going to celebrate at a nearby club and attempted to invite Shane, but he passed on the invitation. He wasn’t a fan of the chaos that came with the scene and he had better things to do with his night. He exited the locker room, finding Ilya and Harris leaning against the wall and laughing. Shane was glad that Ilya didn’t have to be the only husband in the WAG group and that the Centaurs as a whole were extremely supportive of their relationship. It had been rough when they were outed to the league and Montreal had turned their back on Shane. Thankfully, he’d been accepted with open arms by the team he’d grown up rooting for. Ilya’s eyes lit up when he spotted Shane, waving him over. He walked up to the men and Ilya gave him a kiss. “You will never guess what Harris was just telling me,” Ilya said excitedly. “His parents found another dog at the orchard. It is a sign.” Shane looked at the two men suspiciously. He wasn’t going to say no to an abandoned dog and Ilya knew that, but part of him wondered if it was all a ploy for Ilya to bring home a dog from the shelter that he’d fallen in love with. It all felt too coincidental for a dog to appear at the orchard the same day Ilya suggested getting Anya a companion. “That’s awful. People who abandon dogs like that are evil,” Shane agreed. “Do you have any leads on who did it?” “My family set up cameras around the property because it was happening so often. They already have the license plate to the cops, but Troy and I were going to foster her until she found a home,” Harris said. “That’s great. What type of dog is she?” Shane asked. He wasn’t going to say no, especially now that Ilya was home all day, but he still wanted to see what he was getting himself into. “She’s a mixed breed. Not very big either. Here, I’ve got a picture.” Harris pulled out his phone and showed Shane a picture of a small dog curled up next to his dog Chiron. “Oh she’s tiny,” Shane cooed. He was already half in love with the dog himself now just from seeing the photos. Ilya looked thrilled as he took in Shane’s reaction. He probably could already tell that Shane was going to say yes. “I guess we could take her off of your hands,” Shane said, trying to come off as nonchalant. “Ilya has been wanting another dog anyways, and she seems like the perfect edition.” “I knew you weren’t going to be able to resist her cute face,” Ilya cheered. “I cannot wait to pick her up and spoil her rotten.”
- Part 2 of Ilya’s WAG Chronicles
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