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“Hollander,” Ilya murmured gently. “Bath is ready.”
Shane cracked his eyes open, staring dumbly at the burly Russian hovering over him where he was still laying in bed.
“…bath?” He croaked, voice raspy with disuse.
“Mm. I ran you a bath. It will make you feel better before you go to sleep tonight. Will help with your sore muscles.”
Shane asks Ilya to fuck him gently during one of their regular hookups, badly bruised from their game. Ilya runs him a bath afterwards, and they fall secretly and desperately in love that way, through whispered confessions and late night conversations while Shane soaks, and Ilya quietly observes him.
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It was soft at first, tentative. Like Shane was testing, seeing if J.J. would pull away. But J.J. didn't pull away. Instead, he leaned in, cupping Shane's face with one hand and kissing him back.
Shane made a small sound, something desperate and relieved, and suddenly the kiss was different. Shane's mouth opened under his, and J.J. realized with a jolt that Shane knew exactly what he was doing. His tongue traced J.J.'s lower lip before sliding inside, and J.J. groaned because fuck, Shane was a good kisser. Really good. The kind of good that came from experience, from knowing exactly how to lick into someone's mouth to make their brain short-circuit.
"Merde," J.J. breathed against Shane's lips. "Where did you learn to kiss like that?"
Alt ending to my previous fic where J.J. does in fact hook up with Shane! The ending I deserve because they're too cute.
- Part 2 of j.j.'s bisexual adventures
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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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all I can breathe is your life by tangledsynapse
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2026-01-10
“Shane takes a deep breath and flexes his fingers in the fabric of the hoodie as he tries to find the words, tries to be brave to ask for what he wants. He’s pretty sure Ilya would try to give him the world, would give him the last breath out of his lungs if he asked. And honestly? He’s not sure whether that makes this any easier. He’s used to struggling in silence—they both are—and he’s had to learn how to ask, how to make his wants and needs known. And, today, what Shane wants is to be taken out of his head for a little bit.” Shane’s been having a stressful season. Ilya knows just how to get Shane feeling better.
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Ilya and Shane's wedding day, followed by some honeymoon fluff and smut
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my heart has changed by amongtheshadows
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-06
“You don’t have to.” Ilya whispers. “What?” “Love me. You don’t have to. To say it, you can move on, you can find someone better, you don’t have to.” he says. “I am. . . not good.” he settles on after trying to find the right words in his mind. *Alternate ending to episode 4*
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That was how he found himself spread out on the bed in their house, naked except for Ilya's jersey. Shane could practically feel the weight of the last name on his shoulderblades, burning itself into his back like a brand. He'd forever be known as Ilya's. Just the thought of that made Shane so hard he could barely breathe, let alone think clearly. Shane: Are you coming home? Ilya: no Shane: But I have a surprise for you. Ilya: sex surprise? Shane: That depends on how fast you get home. or, Shane lets a long-time forbidden fantasy come true.
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