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“No vodka?” Rozanov asks, tsking in disapproval but looking amused. “What then? What does the great Shane Hollander want when he does a good job? What is your vice, Hollander?” “Hmmmm, mangoes,” Shane sighs out wistfully. It’s not a dangerous allergy for him, but it does mean being itchy and sometimes a little queasy for a couple of days after. Really he knows that he should probably avoid them altogether, but with every other restriction he has and with how controlled he is with his life even outside of that, it’s his one little indulgence, a pressure-relief valve of one bad choice to let some steam off at the end of a season, when he carves out time in his cottage when he can make his annual bad choice and enjoy a few days of wild mango madness before he makes himself buckle back into the restraints he usually keeps his life in. He looks up when he hears Rozanov snort. “Mangoes?” Rozanov repeats, tugging his shirt over his head. “Really?” “They’re good,” Shane defends. “Better than vodka,” he adds, pointedly. (shane has food allergies but makes an exception for mangoes) (5 times ilya didn't find out about this allergy and 1 time he did)
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Shane Hollander just wants junior year to be simple...win hockey games and maintain his gpa. Maybe finally try to date someone new. When a mysterious invitation shows up in his apartment, and Ilya Rozanov shows up across the hall, all his plans go out the window.
Or…Shane and Ilya are contentious college hockey teammates in New Orleans who end up living across the hall from each other and things get mysterious and *very* horny.
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honey, just put your sweet lips on my lips by godlightilya
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-05-04
“Ilya, you need to fucking breathe,” Shane was trying to stay calm, but there was something about this situation - about the person at the forefront of this fucking situation - which made this feel different. Shane didn’t like to treat any casualty differently, but this? This really did feel more personal. “Come on. Just take a breath on your own. Just a little one. I can help you, but please, just one on your own.” Shane went back down, lips on Ilya’s, nose pinched shut, air filling his empty fucking lungs. Shane’s air becoming Ilya’s air. Shane’s air responsible for getting some blood to Ilya’s heart. OR, lifeguard shane saves rich boy ilya's life, and turns out, they don't hate each other like they both thought they did.
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"What a useless thing," Shane mutters, reaching forward to grasp Ilya's dick. He gathers his hefty balls in his grasp as well, his hand acting as an improvised cock ring. Ilya actually whines slightly at the words, his hips moving as he humps pathetically up in Shane's grasp. "This dildo fits in my pussy perfectly; makes my cock so wet. Why would I need this to fill me up?"
"Shane, please," Ilya finally speaks up, a desperate edge evident in his voice as he starts to beg. "Please let me fuck you. I can fuck you so good, I promise, much better than dildo."
"Hm, no, I don't think so," Shane hums, grip still tight. "Bad dogs don't get to fuck wet pussies. They get to hump the air and whine like the horny mutts they are."
or the sequel to Plain Jane, featuring the consequences of one's actions
- Part 2 of Shane is Mean™
- Part 3 of Hollanov Smut
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Ilya feels many things at the very idea of his relationship with Shane being called boring. Do not get Ilya wrong; he loves boring. Boring Shane Hollander with his weak backhand, pretty freckles, and a blush that covers his entire chest when he cries after Ilya makes him cum for a fourth time that night.
But boring sex life? With his Jane? He settles on being mortally offended and scowls at his laughing teammates.
- Part 1 of Shane is Mean™
- Part 2 of Hollanov Smut
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A Thing by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
2026-04-14
After their first hookup, Shane realizes Ilya is going to want more from him eventually. He should be ready.
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Shane buys a dildo and it’s Ilya’s fault.
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So what is the plan now, Mr. Spreadsheet?
“Honestly I was kind of hoping your consciousness would just click back into your body once I touched you.” Shane scratches the back of his head.
You treat me like slap bracelet, Ilya complains.
After a bad hit knocks Ilya’s consciousness out of his body — literally — Shane finds himself sheltering the soul of his decade-long situationship in the back of his head. Turns out it’s a lot harder to keep secrets when you share a body.
(They definitely still try, though.)
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take what i want (and i want you) by velvetkiwi
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-04-01
"I want to not be me for a while. I want to reach a point where my 'yes' doesn't matter because you’ve already decided for me." Shane Hollander is tired. Tired of the 'Golden Boy' mantle, tired of the Captain’s "C," and tired of being the one in control of every single detail. He doesn't just want a night off; he wants to be dismantled. He leaves the back door of his cottage unlocked as a silent invitation for a thief to take what he's no longer willing to carry. And Ilya Rozanov is more than happy to steal the one thing Shane has never been able to give up: his autonomy.
- Part 1 of My Strange Addiction
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What kind of dildo did he want? Should it have some kind of texture? Or would it be better to go for something smooth and sleek? Would that make it easier? What colour should it be? Is it gayer if his dildo has balls? He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. Okay. What the fuck am I doing?
Or: Shane Hollander, who is definitely still straight, attempts to buy a dildo. For research purposes of course.
Just a silly mini oneshot of our boy Shane being his neurotic self :)
- Part 4 of SnailyMaily HR fics
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Nutcracker! by OpalApparition
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
2026-03-31
"You will bend for me many times, I think, before this production is over." Shane means to say no. He means to tell Ilya Rozanov—arrogant Bolshoi principal dancer and professional pain in his ass—to fuck off and stop moving set pieces without permission. Instead, he ends up on his knees in a dressing room, which is definitely not how the Royal Winnipeg Ballet’s stage manager is supposed to handle conflict resolution. Three weeks until opening night. One impossible rivalry. And absolutely no way this ends well. or: Ilya comes to Winnipeg for The Nutcracker. Shane tries very hard to hate him. The mind- blowing hate-sex doesn’t help.
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In which Ilya works in an adult toy store, and Shane is peer pressured.
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How Shane finds himself being fucked by the hot employee who was selling him sex toys.
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Between college, his night shift, and the other thing, Shane really doesn't have time to 'get to know' Ilya Rozanov. The man is clearly dangerous and obviously infuriating, and Shane totally does. Not. Have. Time.
Ilya doesn't do attachments, and he never does favors. He shouldn't give in to the urge to take care of this idiot student who was so mean to him, and he really shouldn't become so invested in his well-being.
The one where Ilya's the heir to a mafia syndicate, Shane really needs to get some sleep, and Hayden is not allowed to share his hats. There's passive-aggressive caretaking, more secrets than necessary, and bickering that can be heard through the walls.
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Rozanov has chirped him for being a bad sexter more than once, but Shane is confident in his first volley tonight.
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Shane's sleep deprivation came from one simple text. 'u up?'
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Ilya watches Shane cross the room and grab a chair from the corner, dragging it into the center of the room. Right next to the foot of the bed. Shane pats the back of the chair, making sure to keep his expression neutral. “Sit,” he instructs, sounding more confident than he feels. Ilya raises an eyebrow but gets to his feet. “You do not want me on the bed?” He asks, sounding more than a little confused. “No,” Shane replies simply, patting the chair again. ~ Or: When Ilya shows up unexpectedly at his door, Shane finally gets sweet revenge for Las Vegas. Or or: They didn’t even kiss, and Shane takes that very personally.
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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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Shane and Ilya are on the same team for Ottawa, and they’ve just won an away game. Shane decides to celebrate by showing Ilya the toy he got teased for having years ago! Jane: Room 1220. 10pm. Ilya’s heart rate increases as he reads the message. They haven’t been sleeping in separate hotel rooms ever since Shane traded to Ottawa, but they like to reminisce. Ilya eyes Shane from across the bar. They’re downstairs in the hotel celebrating a win with a bunch of other Ottawa players. Ilya could see Shane laughing with Zane Boodrum. He likes to watch Shane, and especially when he can tell Shane is at ease. And Shane was at ease with this new team. So Ilya watches a lot. He also smiles a lot. It’s taken some getting used to from the team. Lily: See you soon Hollander. . . . Shane feels his phone buzz in his pocket as his gaze meets Ilya’s. He doesn’t need to check it to know Ilya would be interested. He could tell by the wink Ilya sends his way as he holds his gaze and sips his vodka. Shane could feel himself starting to blush. He loved being in a relationship with Ilya and being in an environment with supportive teammates. But he was still getting to grips with being a one half of a public couple. Ilya knows this and seems to enjoy stressing Shane out with public displays of affection. Shane was still trying to figure out who taught Ilya what baptism of fire means. After doing the rounds Shane checks the time. 9.40pm. He says his goodbyes and excuses himself, heading back to his hotel room. Shane has had this idea to suprise Ilya for a few weeks now but has had to mentally prepare for the embarrassment and the inevitable teasing from Ilya. He knew deep down it would be worth it. By the time he got himself ready, it was past 10pm. This wasn’t surprising to Shane, Ilya likes to keep him waiting. Eventually he hears a knock at the door. He opens it to find Ilya holding both sides of the door frame. Ilya doesn’t hesitate as he starts to walk forward crowding Shane and forcing him to step back. The door slams shut behind them. ‘What have you got planned for us tonight Hollander?’ Ilya asks bluntly. He was so close Shane could feel the heat of him through both their suits. Before he could answer, Ilya’s eyes land on the bedside table. Shane blushes furiously. ‘You never told me you like Alien dick Hollander.’ Ilya smirks. ‘I don’t!’ Shane huffed. ‘Purple is just the most common colour for sex toys.’ ’How do you know that? Do you have more?’ ‘Fuck you.’ Ilya has the dildo in his hand and is examining it. ‘Is this the one?’ ’You know it is.’ Shane deadpans which makes Ilya smile wider. ‘Is smaller than me.’ ’That’s not hard, Rozanov.’ Ilya grins and Shane sighs. ‘What do you want to do with this Shane?’ Ilya is back in Shane’s face. ‘Well.. I thought, ahem, I thought we could use it. Together.’ Shane stammers. ‘Will you show me how you use it? I want to see.’ ’No I thought I’d travel with it in my hand luggage and sweat through airport security for a laugh.’ Shane says sarcastically. Ilya is quiet for a moment. ‘Take off your clothes and get on the bed Hollander.’ Shane has his tie off before Ilya has finished speaking. He likes being told what to do. Something in his brain quiets when he has an instruction or a task to focus on. It’s part of why he loves hockey. He knows exactly what is expected of him. Once Shane has got his clothes (except his socks which he keeps on) neatly piled on a chair, he turns and pushes back until he is leaning on the pillows in the middle of the bed. Shane remembers years ago when Ilya got him to masturbate in front of him in a similar position in a different hotel room as Ilya sat in a chair sipping vodka. Ilya wasn’t quite as nonchalant now however. He was sitting on the edge of the bed watching Shane with the dildo in one hand and a bottle of lube in the other. Shane could tell he was excited. ’Get yourself ready.’ Ilya says softly. He takes his suit jacket off and throws it on the floor with his discarded shoes as Shane gets comfortable and rubs some lube between his fingers to warm it up. Ilya watches, his attention rapt as Shane slowly works one, then two, then three fingers into himself. Shane’s skin has started to turn rosy, and Ilya knows the blush on Shane’s face and chest will get much deeper before they’re finished with each other tonight. He pumps some lube into his hand and then hovers it over Shane’s cock. ’Do you want this?’ Shane nods in approval, then grunts when Ilya’s hand makes contact. ’You bastard. You couldn’t have warmed it?’ Ilya laughs. ‘I wanted to see you squirm.’ It doesn’t take long for Ilya’s hand to speed up, keeping pace with Shane building momentum. Suddenly, Shane is pushing Ilya away.
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Ilya and Shane are snowed in.
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