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  1. Luca shakes his head blinking rapidly at him, fighting the urge to go over and lap at the bead of milk, clinging to the edge of Shane's areola. He's dizzy with lush want, and can tell his scent is spiking into the warm heated thrum of an aroused alpha; something that would embarrass him if it was anyone other than Shane watching. Or, well—something that would feel life ruining if he couldn't scent the notes of warm approval spilling through the air.

    Shane laughs again, his mouth curling up. "Of course, Ilya normally fucks me as I pump, if he hasn't latched on, the greedy asshole," he says, everything else fading out but the curl of his mouth, the glint of his teeth. "How else would it be the best it can be?" He shakes his head, tsking faintly. "Being plugged up with Ilya's knot—" He sighs dreamily, his scent spiking into something nearly obscene with desire; it's all nutty oak and sweet cream, the faint aroma of slick. "It's the best; it makes me the best."

    OR: Luca's thirsty for a lot of things. Good thing Shane and Ilya are providers.

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  2. The ritual is simple: morning skate, home for a protein shake, then Shane strips to his briefs, lies in bed, and starts scrolling.

    Or, a Grindr AU

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  3. Hookup-era Ilya develops an unsustainable kink when he realizes Hollander has been with other people, too.

    The one where Ilya keeps getting Shane’s sloppy seconds.

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  4. Shane was the first omega ever drafted into the NHL. His designation usually considered only good for two things: breeding and mating — and most people didn’t even think male omegas were worthy of the latter. He had a lot to prove. And he really couldn’t afford distractions. Especially when those distractions came in the form of a cocky Russian alpha.

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  5. Mine To Use by

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    2026-06-14

    A day of Shane being free use at the cottage means Ilya playing with him any way he wants to. In all the ways.

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  6. Avarice by

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    2026-05-19

    Four bodily fluids that define the obsession between Canada’s Shane Hollander and Russia’s Ilya Rozanov.

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  7. Shane fucking Hollander. Hockey’s Golden Boy. Long-time crush of Ilya Rozanov. Long, looooong time. A decade of being a fucking simp for this man. God, he was in trouble.

    It should be pretty much illegal to go from their only contact being at face-off across the ice, to suddenly hosting Shane in his exclusive club—during a fucking event, no less. Ilya’s event.

    He would never admit it, but he’s been stealthily trying to get Hollander to show up at his club for years now. Hell, Shane was the whole reason he invested in the club in the first place. Bought a fucking house here. Maybe that was an insane thing to do, but he didn’t care. Ilya was insane. Insane for Shane.

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  8. “I’m…. I have a boyfriend, actually,” Shane whispered. “So…”

    “So?” The demon’s expression broke into an amused grin. “I don’t really care, but I can be polite. Where’s he, then?”

    He ditched me just an hour before our date for something definitely more important, and that’s how I got in a shitty warehouse with my friends, summoning a sex demon, who hit my balls while I was asleep and it was so fucking good I got the hardest orgasm in my life, though Shane.

    “Like, currently?” he said. “I don’t know.”

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    Demon summoning go wrong. Or right?

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  9. It's one thing to fuck in the winner's room.

    It's entirely different to fuck outside of it.

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  10. Ilya starts calling Shane boring regularly after that, not cruelly but persistently, the way you press a bruise you know is there just to confirm it still hurts. Shane's cereal is boring, Shane's training schedule is boring, Shane's shoes lined up by the door are boring, and Shane responds with variations of "fuck off" and "you're an asshole" that become increasingly creative and occasionally surprising. They do not talk about anything that matters. They talk about groceries and whose turn it is to take out the trash and whether Ilya's music is too loud at midnight, which it is. On the ice, Shane is someone else entirely. Ilya watches him from the upper stands every morning with vending machine coffee going cold in his hand and doesn't tell anyone. Or: Shane asked Ilya once how you know when it's the right person. Ilya described Shane to him, and Shane didn't recognise himself.

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  11. “No, no. Answer. Tell me. How’s it feel to be a fucking winner, and then to bend over and take my cock? You feel like a winner, Hollander? Do you feel like a winner now?” Ilya hisses. He’s being cruel. There is no choice, he just is, no matter how much he hates it. It doesn’t help anything. He can’t stop it.

    “Yes,” Shane hisses. “Fuck, yes. I’m a fucking winner,” he gasps.

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    Ilya takes Sasha up on his offer to do cocaine during the 2014 Sochi Olympics, and then he fucks Shane instead of dealing with his feelings.

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  12. The first time Ilya does it, Shane’s kind of distracted.

    Ilya has a look on his face that’s far too solemn for the words he says. “There’s this short fucking hockey player…”

    Shane’s not fucking short, and they both know that. But then Ilya is dissing his weak backhand, and they’re also having a serious conversation about feelings and marriage. It’s not important to point out the obvious error in what he said. So Shane, pretty generously he thinks, lets it go.

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    Ilya and Shane are the same size. Ilya starts calling Shane short. Shane Reacts.

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  13. Blanket Permission by

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    2026-03-10

    “Have you ever thought about fucking me in my sleep?”
    Ilya had nearly dropped his phone as he let the words process slowly in his head. And Shane flipped a page in his book before looking up at Ilya, innocently, like he hadn’t just–
    “I mean only if you want to, I just think it would be hot, you know?”
    Ilya heaves a sigh and tries to put the image out of his head. It would be wrong, no? For him to–for them to–

     

    or, Shane has a new kink he wants to try. Ilya fights for his fucking life.

    This is pure filth involving Somnophilia, Ilya's feelings about it, and Shane being a freak.

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  14. Troy struggled with his sexuality, especially since his crush of several years is Dallas fucking Kent, hockey's notorious homophobic prick. Troy believed that was just boys being boys, playful even. After all, he's fucking hot.

    Canon-compliant Rape referenced related to Dallas Kent allegations, dubious consent because Troy attempts having sex with women but not because he wants to.

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  15. “Fuck, that’s good. You feel so good,” Shane moans above him.

    He pulls him down again, and this time he holds him there, his hands firm on Ilya’s head. Instinctively, Ilya fights it, his throat spasming around the intrusion, and he tries to pull off, but Shane holds him there.

    “Ah, ah. No. That’s not how you say it’s too much. You tap my leg, remember?”

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    Immediate sequel to 'I Keep Telling Myself, I'm not the Desperate Type'
    Stoner frat boy Ilya x cool, jock Shane

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  16. Born as the second son of a high-ranking officer in the Russian mob, Ilya Rozanov is sent to head the Bratva’s overseas branch in Canada. One day, his father calls with an assignment: shut down their rival operation in Ottawa, a money-laundering front backed by the Japanese Yakuza. He’s given one name to go off of: Hollander. Shane Hollander is a graduate student in an MD program specializing in sports medicine. There’s nothing particularly interesting about him, other than the fact that his mother, Yuna Hollander, is the CEO of an arts charity—and the daughter of the chairman of the second- largest yakuza family in Japan. Unfortunately for Shane, Ilya gets the wrong Hollander.

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  17. Shane steps closer, standing between Ilya’s legs. “I guess that explains it, hm? You don’t have to be confident or good when you’re packing that, do you? You just let people use your big,” Shane accentuates the word by leaning down and touching Ilya’s cock for the first time, only it’s not a caress or a stroke, it’s a rude poke that makes Ilya’s cock jerk in the air, “cock, however they want to? Is that it? Just a thick, fat cock for people to ride when you get too fucking stupid to do anything else?”

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    Uni AU, loser, stoner frat bro Ilya, pining after popular, jock Shane

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  18. “H’rder,” Shane whines into his mouth, not even trying to interrupt the kiss but speaking pathetically muffled and slurred around Ilya’s tongue. Ilya knocks their foreheads together, smiles. “Nooooo Ilya, not before the game, Ilya,” he whines, a sweetly mocking imitation of Shane, “and now look at you, mhm? Why should I ever listen to your complaining, baby, when you’re gonna be such an easy, perfect slut for it anyways?” Or: Shane plays four-dimensional chess to get Ilya to fuck him even when he tells him no, for Shane-typical control freak reasons, in Shane-typical convoluted ways, with Shane-typical unawareness of this being a sex freak thing. Ilya provides, of course.

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  19. “You’re not bothered that I’ve thought about another man?”

    Rose smiles. “No, Shane, I’m not. I… Trust me, I’m not bothered, at all. But I do want to know what you’ve thought about doing with him.”

    Shane still doesn’t look at her, but he seems a little less tense. “I’ve thought about… A lot, Rose, I…” He swallows. “Being on my knees, for one thing.”

    Rose notices Shane making eyes at Ilya in the club, and invites him over for a threesome. She gets more than she bargained for.

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  20. The command had sliced through him like a knife, and Shane had very nearly opened his mouth. It didn’t just paralyse his jaw, his entire body locked up, shock rippling through him. No matter how many comments were made, neither of them had ever been so evil as to order him so directly. Not since- But then Ilya Rozanov had tackled both of them to the ground, flinging his entire body weight at them, skates flying into the air. - AU where Shane just wants to play hockey but biology and shitty teammates make it nearly impossible. Ilya just wants to have some good competition on the ice. They make it work (eventually).

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