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  1. Shane crossed his arms as he leant back against the side of the Jeep, and stared right back. For just a moment Ilya’s momentum stuttered – from the look he gave him, Shane thought he might launch out of the car at him. "Later,” he mouthed at him, and Ilya puffed up his cheeks and pouted before slamming the door shut behind him. OR: Both Shane and Ilya are addicted to the challenge, in all parts of their lives. Now Ilya has to wait, and Shane has to deal with the consequences once Ilya finally gets his hands on him.

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  2. 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.

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  3. “A gift,” Ilya murmured, “Keep it in during afternoon practice, as a promise of what is waiting for you afterwards.” Shane’s face went so red he thought it must be glowing. ———————— Shane gets surprised by another one of Ilya’s Evil Horny Shenanigans (can I trademark that?) and everyone has a good time!

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  4. The Ottawa Centaurs play the Montreal Voyaguers for the first time since Shane transferred teams. It isn't a warm welcome, and Ilya takes the disrespect to Shane personally, ending up being ejected from the game. Later that night, Ilya shows Shane that even though he fights dirty, he can love so sweet.

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  5. “It was cruel,” Ilya murmurs, brushing the saltwater from Shane’s freckles with a careful thumb. “I was cruel. To both of us. And I’m sorry.” Shane breathes with him for a moment, both of them trying to pull themselves together, before he grumbles, “I don’t even remember why I brought that up.” “Because you want to be annoying in bed until I slap you,” Ilya reminds him patiently. “Oh. Right.” [Or: Shane and Ilya are very, very compatible.]

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  6. Shane comes home tired and in need of some serious care from his husband. Ilya is more than happy to give him what he needs. Just a very fluffy oneshot of them being soft and happy. Light smut and even lighter angst. There were many things about Shane that Ilya loved more than the air he breathed. He loved the way Shane’s freckles glowed when he blushed, and god did Ilya love making Shane blush. He loved the way Shane’s walnut colored eyes glossed over when Ilya took charge, whether they were in the bedroom or simply when Shane needed the release of giving himself up to his husband. Ilya loved when Shane’s head lay on his chest and he could smell the clean scent of Shane’s shampoo, his ink hair lightly tickling Ilya’s cheek. He would run his hands through it, scrape his nails down Shane’s nape and feel him completely and utterly melt into him. There were too many things Ilya loved about Shane to name, but there was one thing that his husband did that made Ilya feel like he would lose his mind. Now, Ilya knew Shane would never approve of him saying that he had an oral fixation, but Ilya didn’t really know what else to call it. Shane just liked having things in his mouth… all the time. Ever since Ilya had known Shane, his husband always seemed to have something in his mouth, or at least seemed to relax when he had things in his mouth. Whether it was a hoodie string, a straw, the collar of his t-shirt, his knuckle, or even his bottom lip. Shane just was always sucking or biting something. Ilya didn’t really think much of it at first. Well that wasn’t totally true, Ilya always thought it was hot when Shane had something in his mouth, especially when they were younger. It was hard to sit there and watch Shane chew and suck on a hoodie string when it could’ve been Ilya’s dick instead. And lord did Ilya love when Shane sucked his dick. Ever since their first time together, when Shane was inexperienced and desperate, he was so good. Shane was always so good, especially for Ilya. It was satisfying when Shane would simply drop to his knees without being asked, his hands burning against the backs of Ilya’s thighs as he took Ilya’s cock in his mouth like it was second nature, like he belonged there. He certainly acted like it. Ilya never realized how much Shane sucking him off was for Shane as much as it was for him. Ilya never really thought about it back then, he was selfish and took Shane for granted and Ilya regretted it with his whole soul. But as they grew and their relationship grew and they stopped being stupid about their feelings, Ilya started to truly notice all of Shane’s little mannerisms. Ilya saw how much Shane loved to be good. He loved praise, he loved reassurance, and he loved being told he did a good job. When Ilya took control, Shane was allowed to simply be Shane. He wasn’t Shane Hollander the hockey player, he was Ilya’s Shane. So when Shane came home from his game, sweaty and tired, his bag hitting their wooden floors with a thump, Ilya knew, even before he saw his husband, what he needed. Ilya had seen the game, and had seen how hard Shane pushed himself for them to win. Ilya knew that even though they won, Shane would need him. “Shane?” Ilya called from the living room, muting the tv and casually walking over to the front door where his husband was leaning against the wall as he toed off his shoes. Shane was wearing a simple white shirt and athletic sweats, his eyes droopy and tired and his hair sticking up in wild places. “Hey,” Shane greeted, exhaustion dripping into his voice as he pulled himself to stand upright, wobbling a little as he did so. Ilya went to his side, a hand resting heavy and comforting on the back of Shane’s neck. He brought Shane into his chest, his husband’s cheek pressed flush against his bare flesh. “You played so hard tonight,” Ilya murmured into Shane’s hair and he felt Shane’s body go limp into his own. He was already braced for it and easily took his husband’s weight. “You made everyone so proud, made me so proud. You deserve rest, lyubimyy,” he stroked a hand through Shane’s hair and kissed the top of his head. Shane’s arms came up limp and heavy to wrap around Ilya’s waist, his hands splayed across Ilya’s strong back. “How do you always seem to know what I need?” Shane mumbled, into Ilya’s pectoral, his lips warm and soft on Ilya’s skin.

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  7. In which Shane and Ilya retire and adopt a little girl from Russia Angst/fluff/domestic bliss/cute family bits

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  8. Kissing Shane was fun. Not in the usual lustful way — but in the way that Ilya couldn't stop thinking about it, the closeness he felt with Shane during those moments. And it wasn't just kissing Shane's lips, he adored kissing all of his soft skin. Freckles, jaw, collarbone, chest, back, thighs, arms — anywhere he could, he'd place a kiss. Or Ilya is obsessed with kissing Shane.

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  9. 5 times Ilya lost a fight to Shane and the 1 time he didn't (sort of) Based on the many tweets saying Ilya is never winning an argument in his relationship.

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  10. Ilya begs Shane to show him one of his favourite movies from childhood. It doesn’t take him long to realize why his husband likes it so much. Or, When Ilya asks Shane to show him one of his favourite movies, the two of them watch The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring. Teasing, and blow jobs, ensue.

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  11. Staring suspiciously at Rozanov, Shane starts blindly fumbling with the tissue paper. He’s just starting to think that this is a very weird prank and there’s actually nothing in the bag when finally his fingers close around something… silky. Thin and silky. That draws his eyes back away from Rozanov down to his hands — more specifically, to the fucking panties that he’s just untangled from the tissue paper.

    He should probably ask what the big idea is, but his brain has gone all fuzzy and his mouth has gone dry. There are several beats of silence before he manages to speak, and even then, all he manages to croak out is, “Um…?”

    “You have this thing, gifts, in Canada, yes?” says Rozanov. “Is for you. You’re welcome.”

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  12. “How fast were you driving?” Shane asked. Ilya groaned, rolling his eyes. “A normal speed.” “You can’t have been driving a normal speed. I was driving at a normal speed, and you beat me here.” “Yes, second time tonight I beat you.” Shane glared at him, but went and opened his front door anyway. As soon as it clicked shut, Ilya was pressing him up against the wall, his mouth on Shane’s neck. ~~ or: they got through the immediate storm of ilya being outed. now shane must learn to be a little bit braver, and ilya must learn to talk a little more

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  13. “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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    ‘What are you doing?’ Shane asked but Ilya spoke over him. ‘I want to fuck you.’ Shane rolled his eyes. ‘You can fuck me at home, not in the changing rooms.’ ‘No, not in the changing room.’ Ilya pointed down to the ice beneath them. ‘Right here.’ Shane balked. His eyes widened in shock. Or: They have sex on the ice rink.

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  15. “You looked so fucking pretty tonight, Hollander. In that big jersey, with that backwards hat. Wanted to bend you over in front of all your friends and fuck you untill you cried.” Shane whimpers, hands grasping at the car seat beneath him. “Please, Ilya. Touch me. Need you.” Ilya pulls his own shirt up over his head and then pauses. Has an idea. “Get in the back seat, sweetheart.”

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  16. The girl pulled away from Ilya just for a moment, down his neck while whispering something Shane didn't want to know. And Ilya. Ilya was happy. He raised one of his hands to tuck a strand of hair behind the girl's ear as he laughed at something she said. He kissed her cheek one more time before she strutted away to her friends. Then, Ilya looked up. Straight at him. Or After two months of no contact, Ilya and Shane reunite. In a club.

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  17. Shane sat at the Montreal Metros table, his dress shoes polished to a mirror shine, his tuxedo tailored perfectly across his shoulders, his hair styled for once. He was trying to pay attention to the auctioneer's rapid fire chatter. He didn't even want to be here. It was just another thing his Mom made him do for his image. But here he was, waiting for his turn for someone to bid on an evening with him. His eyes kept drifting across the ballroom to where Ilya Rozanov sat with the Boston Raiders. Or An evening with Shane is being auctioned off for charity, and a certain Russian is going to make sure no one else gets it.

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  18. Airport Security Breach by

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    After a crushing defeat on the rink, hockey star Shane Hollander clashes with airport security, ending up in a steamy interrogation with Officer Ilya Rozanov. A routine frisk turns into erotic punishment, with Shane submitting to spanks and deep, relentless fucking, which is the best he's ever had.

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  19. There were only a few Omegas within the NHL. Even with all of the league’s efforts to become more inclusive, it was still very bigoted. The statistics of the Omega players did not lend itself favorably either. The majority never made it longer than five years and none had ever been centers. More importantly, an Omega had never played for the Montreal Voyageurs. His career was over before it even started. Or What if Shane Hollander presented as an Omega the same night as being drafted?

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  20. What happens if Ilya Rozanov doesn’t talk to Shane Hollander for more than a year? Or, Shane Hollander has a hoe phase

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