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  1. Shane Hollander and Ilya Rozanov have been best friends since they were twelve. They were attached at the hip, as much as two straight guys could be. Everyone accepted that Shane and Ilya were just being Shane and Ilya. Or: Shane and Ilya think they know where to draw the line between straight best friends and whatever the hell they keep doing.

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  2. A missing tooth. A standard hockey emergency.

    When a brutal elbow leaves Shane Hollander spitting blood on the ice, he lands immediately in the hands of the opposing team's dentist.

    Shane thinks the dentist saw a cavity. The dentist knows he saw a secret.

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  3. Just before his 21st birthday, Shane Hollander left the team that drafted him and signed on with Boston Raiders, his one-time rival. He left his parents, his apartment, his routine, the rumors swirling around the Metros locker room, and the country he calls home. In their place he has a six foot Russian in his bed and a new team of strangers on the ice. Can he learn how to navigate their expectations while hiding his relationship with their star center before the secrets he's been hiding from Ilya bleed into their future together? And if he can manage that, can he also help bring the Raiders their next Stanley Cup before his team learns the truth?

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  4. "He does that every time, doesn't he?" Sasha asked, not taking his eyes off Shane. "Before you fuck him. He folds his clothes. Neat little piles. Like he's preparing for something important."
    "Like he actually thinks he’ll be able to fucking go anywhere when I’m done with him," Ilya breathed.
    "Well," Sasha said, stepping close again, his hand finding Shane's waist and pulled him against his front. Shane could feel the hard line of his cock pressed against him as Sasha hooked his chin over Shane’s shoulder to stare down Ilya. He groped Shane’s pec and leered, "Ilyusha, we will see if you do anything tonight won’t we?”

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    35 year old Ilya Rozanov gets to live out 19 year old Ilya Rozanov's wet dream.

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  5. Bad Decisions by

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    Shane swallowed hard. “This is such a bad idea.” “It is,” Ilya said. His hand came up, thumb settling beneath Shane’s jaw and tilting his face upward. The touch alone sent a shiver through him. “You are too young,” Ilya murmured. “You are going to get me into trouble.” Shane barely had time to breathe before Ilya leaned in. Shane Hollander has made a lot of mistakes in his life. Getting pregnant by a married Russian man twice his age is easily the worst one.

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  6. Things like this didn't happen to other people; Shane knew that. He’d been alive long enough to experience the confused glances and exasperated scoffs that always accompanied his discomfort with things other people didn't even notice. He would not fuck this up – not because he couldn't handle the way the sheets touched his skin. The burning of his skin spread to his eyes as his vision blurred. He squeezed his eyes shut and scrubbed his hands over his face. He would not cry. The tears fell hot and silent. They pooled at the curve of his jaw and around his chin, puddles of shame and self-contempt. Fucking breathe, he told himself, as he turned the faucet of the shower as far as it could go. He stood watching the water pool around his feet and slip down the drain until he heard Ilya stir. At first, he wasn't sure if he had really heard his name. “Shane?… Shane?” He wanted to yell back, assure Ilya everything was fine, but when he opened his mouth, only a squeak escaped. “Moya lyubov?” He cleared his throat and tried again: “In here.”

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  7. Sidelined for three weeks with an injury, Shane Hollander is driving himself—and everyone around him—completely insane. He can't play, so he micromanages everything, pacing the apartment and vibrating with an anxious energy that his brain can't turn off. Ilya Rozanov has a remarkably efficient solution for a captain who doesn't know how to rest. If Shane won't relinquish control voluntarily, Ilya will strip it from him entirely. Under a strict protocol of sensory deprivation, forced helplessness, and free-use, Shane is forced to learn exactly what it means to be quiet.

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  8. 5 times people believed Shane is trapped in an abusive marriage and the 1 time Shane sets the record straight ft. misunderstandings, good intentions and a bisexual Russian menace who loves his boring Canadian husband

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  9. The touch is gentle and the cream is soothing but that doesn't stop the soft yelp that escapes Shane's lips at the touch. It isn't dissimilar to any other bruise he's gotten in his life, especially playing such a high velocity, full contact sport for a living. Except, those bruises were always angry and gnarled and put there in bouts of aggression and violence.

    The bruises under Ilya's wide, warm palms were put there with love and devotion, with whispered words of degradation chased with the candied edge of praise. Each gently throbbing bruise and slightly raised welt decorating his skin this morning were honeyed kisses placed with perfect precision by the man who Shane has devoted himself to – mind, body, and soul.

    Or, Shane experiences subdrop at an in opportune time and Ilya helps him.

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  10. The Hollanov Baseball AU no one asked for but my brain supplied because I'm more of a baseball nerd than a hockey nerd.

    Shane Hollander (pitcher) and Ilya Rozanov (catcher) are both drafted straight out of the High School League into the MLB. What bits of their story are different, and what bits are eternal?

    This fic is complete and binge safe!

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  11. Shane thinks he might kill his boyfriend. Because it is February 14th, and Ilya Rozanov is standing in his kitchen like he belongs there. - Shane's boyfriend works too hard, and feels bad about it. Good thing he has a friend to keep his boyfriend company whilst he's gone.

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  12. Once they are alone at their stalls, Ilya shoots Shane a sideways glance. “You look like you have… what's the phrase? When your face is natural but mad?”

    “Resting bitch face?” Shane hisses through the agony in his jaw.

    Ilya chuckles and points a finger right at Shane's nose. “Yes! You looked like you were going to murder poor Haas. And he was so excited to talk to you about boring hockey book,” Ilya explains, clearly delighted as he gets dressed.

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  13. Rather than give him the joint, Ilya takes it back between his own lips and sucks in a deep breath, the tip glowing as he does so. Then, before Shane can process it, he’s reaching up and sliding one large hand around the back of Shane’s neck, pulling him down so their lips meet.

    Shane gasps softly, and Ilya takes the opportunity to blow smoke into his open and waiting mouth.

    Oh, God. Are you there? It’s me, Shane Hollander. We’ve had our differences, but I think I’d like to convert for real this time. I’m ready. Open the pearly white gates. I’m coming up.

    Shane goes to a house party, gets high, then gets on his knees. bon appetite
    now ft. part 2 and 3 with more high shenanigans, flirting and fucking

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  14. A short excerpt from a time that is deemed the "feral hours" by Ilya Rosanov.

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  15. The Centaurs are on a Roadie and have to pull over at a shitty motel to wait out a crazy storm. Shane hates storms with a passion because they are essentially a sensory clusterfuck for him. On top of that, they aren't the only ones who needed to get off the road leaving Wyatt and Bood sharing a room with the couple. Or Shane and Ilya being cute, Wyatt and Bood watching. Shane also has really bad anxiety so if you like that you will like this.

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  16. The Centaurs stay in a hotel that's been overbooked. That means they have two less rooms then what was planned. The Hockey husbands have to room with Bood. Now Bood is a witness to their nighttime routine. And how...soft Ilya is with his husband. It makes him miss his wife.

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  17. Did you figure anything out? Shane writes, and flips the page around for Ilya to read it.

    Wont like the answer, Ilya’s written, in his quick hand.

    So he doesn’t have to take the pen back, Shane just shrugs. What?

    Ilya sits down at the desk for a steady surface to explain.

    3 things
    1 its curse. if true we can break it
    2 its spell. if true we can break it
    3 we are soulmates. if true we are fucked

    “No,” Shane mutters, before he can stop himself. Immediately, he slams a hand over his mouth.

    or: Ilya and Shane are soulmates, and their bond prevents them from both talking and being apart. Unfortunately, the only thing that’ll make the pain stop is confessing the one thing they can say: that they’re in love.

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  18. Ilya really had made a mess of him.

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  19. 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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  20. Shane Hollander is spiralling and needs a comforting warmth that he can only find with his husband, Ilya Rozanov.

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