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  1. Very little could wipe the smile off his face in this moment, but the sight of Kip - here and not out, alone and not with his friends, nose buried in his tablet in bed on his birthday - is one of those things.

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    Kip is feeling down, and Scott takes it upon himself to help.

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  2. Shane is NOT having a good day, or a good game, but he eventually has a good night…

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  3. Shane Hollander knew three things for certain: He looked great in tailored suits, deadlines were negotiable if you were charming enough and Ilya Rozanov had never looked at him the way Shane wanted. But that was about to change. or, the office siren Shane x hot boss Ilya fic, in which Shane makes it his mission to get under his hot boss' skin by obnoxiously flirting with him and maybe -just maybe- it's working

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  4. If he didn’t hate him enough before, he surely did now. The two were posing for a campaign. As captains of the two most beloved NHL teams, the two were more than happy to oblige. Well, their coaches at least. Calvin Klein. Out of all the brands they could had chosen. Fortunately for them, they had wanted to sponsor their new campaign. Shane Hollander and Ilya Rozanov. Do you have your calvin’s on? or- the hudcon gq magazine but if it was hollanov sprinkled with the vegas scene

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  5. Ilya plans to win the Stanley cup and knows exactly how he wants to celebrate. OR While teasing Shane, Ilya shares a fantasy where his boyfriend wears a Rozanov jersey. Shane struggles with the conflicting feelings this fantasy evokes. -- Ilya pulled one hand to Shane’s knee and began to walk his fingers up the man’s thigh, now playing at nonchalance, even as his voice deepened. He held Shane’s gaze, capturing his full attention. “Imagine it. I finish the game, I celebrate on ice with my team, I hold the Cup up for cameramen to get good shot of me. I go to the press conference. I go to the after party… Then I come home…” “And I’m in your bed wearing only a Rozanov jersey, yeah? Number eighty-one?” Ilya grinned, dropping another open-mouthed kiss on Shane’s belly, never breaking eye contact. “I knew you would understand.”

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  6. 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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  7. teeth marks by

    Heated Rivalry (TV)
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    2026-01-11

    Ilya loses a bet with Shane. They both get what they want, in the end.

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  8. Ilya reminds Shane of how hard he’s worked on his body. This fic has descriptions about having unhealthy relationships with food and an implied eating disorder/disordered eating, please take care of yourselves! Spoilers for Book 6: The Long Game

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  9. Then Ilya’s mouth was there. Right on the spot. His lips pressed a soft, lingering kiss to that exact patch of skin below Shane’s navel. It was a combination of the location, the tenderness of the gesture so at odds with Ilya’s usual aggressive passion, and the sheer accumulated sensitivity of weeks of focused attention that broke the dam. or, that picture of Ilya kissing Shane's lower belly broke my brain.

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  10. “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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  11. Svetlana is a problem. Shane could jump through every hoop to shake her, but she remained. Now, he had Ilya all to himself, and Ilya was talking about marrying her?! Or, a fill-in because Shane looked mad as hell when Ilya mentioned marrying Svetlana, and I just wanted to write about him being a possessive, angry little cat.

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  12. 5 times Ilya is in denial that he snores, and one time he catches Shane doing the same.

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  13. “M’ sorry, I’m sorry”, Shane whimpers, “Jus’ needed something dirty, couldn’t smell you on your clothes. Smelt bad, smelt wrong. M’ sorry, m’ sorry-” “Is okay, my love”, Ilya reassures, trying desperately to focus on comforting Shane, eyes zeroing in on the way his husband’s legs have fallen open, revealing Shane’s tuft of dark pubic hair and the shimmer of slick on his protruding labia, “What do you need, moy lyubimyy?” Ilya asks, “Tell me- and I will get it for you” Or Shane wants Ilya's dirty clothes for his nest.

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  14. On the screen, it was the playoff game between Boston and Metros. Everything looked normal, except for one thing. It was that game. It was the game when Shane’s body collided with Cliff Marlow. The replay of the impact echoed through the speakers, too loud in the quiet cottage. The next footage came in slow motion. OR - their kids stumble upon the clip of the game when Shane got injured. It's the first time Ilya sees the footage. Shane helps Ilya work through the emotions.

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  15. Inside the layers upon layers of white tissue paper is a set of navy blue, lacy, lingerie. He can feel heat climbing up the back of his neck and up into his face and his ears. He scrambles for the phone and holds it back up to his ear. "Rose, what the fuck?!" he yelps. She cackles down the line. "Happy anniversary, baby!" "It's not my—it's January, Rose!" She continues to laugh, but it's not as infectious as it usually is. He pinches the bridge of his nose. "Rose." OR: Rose Landry is a bad influence. Ilya could kiss her.

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  16. Lily: It is too dangerous to be alone with concussion. I will stay at your apartment like nurse. -- Shane goes to Montreal for the weekend during his concussion recovery. So does Ilya.

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  17. Shane’s breath stutters, then steadies. His hands curl into the fabric of Ilya’s sweater, holding him close. When Ilya’s mouth lingers a little longer in one spot, Shane hums, soft and content. “You’re going to leave marks,” Shane says quietly, not stopping him. “Yes,” Ilya replies just as softly. There’s no teasing in his voice now, only certainty. “Is about time.” — Ilya admires Shane in the safety of Shane’s cottage.

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  18. 'He forces his eyes up to the array of moles along Rozanov’s chest and arms. The highlight of tonight’s ‘boring sex’ as Rozanov put it. Shane wants to connect the scattered marks all over his body. He wants to build a topographic map of Ilya Rozanov and burn it to memory. “Your beauty marks…” He sits up on his elbows. “My what?” He looks down his body, like he’s trying to figure out what Shane is talking about. Shane climbs into his lap, cupping Rozanov’s face in his hands. “Beauty marks… these.” He pokes the prominent mole that rests on his cheek. The one Shane has been dreaming about since the moment they met as teenagers.' ----- AKA - Shane is a little bit obsessed with Ilya's moles... Sex ensues.

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  19. “I want to take things slow tonight.” Ilya added, lifting his shoulder in a small shrug. “O-okay?” Shane whispered, even more confused than before. “We always rush. There's never enough time, it's always from zero to hundred with us.” Ilya said, bringing his hands up to cup Shane's face. Shane melted into the touch immediately, feeling his anxiety recede bit by bit. “Now there is no need to rush. We have time. All of it. And I want—I want to take my time with you.” Ilya’s voice was low and husky, and Shane exhaled a shuddering breath. “Will you let me?” Ilya asked, and Shane nodded immediately. He would let this man do anything he wanted to him. With zero hesitation. OR After coming out to Shane’s parents and making a plan for the future, Shane and Ilya have a few days to practice what being with each other without any rush or looming deadlines feels like. One night, Ilya decides to take things slow and show Shane exactly what he feels for him.

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  20. “First, I ravish you,” Ilya murmurs, his lips brushing Shane’s bruised ribs, sending goosebumps rippling across his skin. “Apologize for injury I gave.” Shane’s breath hitches as Ilya’s hand slides down his body toward his ass. He can barely breathe when that rough fingertip brushes his hole, and it’s not because of the bruised ribs. “And then?” he asks, voice breathless. Ilya looks up, eyes dark and heavy with desire. He presses one final kiss to the marred skin before digging his fingers deeper into Shane’s skin, making him gasp. “And then, I give you new bruises. Better ones to remind you of me.” or; Ilya feels bad for being rough with Shane on ice… Shane, on the other hand, is kinda into it.

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