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Ilya drops to his knees in front of him and Shane’s eyebrows just about jump off his face. “Ilya!” He hisses, but the other just starts working on taking off Shane’s shoes, and when his shoes are off his large fingers start working Shane’s calves, kneading and massaging the stiffness from the game out. Shane holds back his satisfied moan, Ilya’s fingers working wonders on his tense muscles but his eyes keep flicking between the door and the man on his knees in front of him. Or, after the All-Star game, Ilya helps Shane rest his muscles and ease his tensions.
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you wanna guess (the color of my underwear) by afterphantoms
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-10
Quiet domesticity leads to a misunderstanding when Shane discovers a pair of panties in Ilya's laundry basket. (PWP - complete)
- Part 1 of hollanov in panties
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( i am done ) trying for beauty. by hcneymooners (romqntics)
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-09
Ilya glances at Shane, at the way the dying light is catching in his hair, refracting. At that spiderlily mouth, slightly open and curling coyly, two teeth peeked through the dark gap like an American Girl doll. At that shoulder, bare and pale and close enough to touch if Ilya just leaned forward, if he just reached out and took another liberty. To touch another person is to say: I know you will die, and I am doing this anyway. His mother used to say something like this. About painting. Every portrait is an act of faith, Ilyushenka. Faith and futility both. ⋆ contrary to personal preference, ilya gets a roommate.
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Ilya rails Shane into the headboard (literally) or Shane gets his bell rung - again.
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Three times Ilya was definitely not jealous about Rose Landry, and one time he didn't have to be. (3+1)
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let me paint you a picture by beautifullyblue
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-09
Shane wearing glasses makes Ilya unbelievably horny. cue Shane getting his face fucked within an inch of his life.
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Shane needs a break at a charity gala, luckily Ilya knows exactly what he needs.
- Part 2 of hollanov’s filthy escapades
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Ilya realises that Shane doesn’t just respond to his needs during sex. He's taking orders – and getting off on it. They both are. Get on your knees. That had been the first time Ilya had tested Hollander's boundaries directly. He had noticed during their first couple interactions that Hollander seemed to like the guidance that Ilya gave him. Ilya relished in it; Hollander was the first person who seemed to actually listen to him and do what he was told to do. It was thrilling. But Ilya didn’t realise the depth of Hollander’s submissive streak right away. The first time he had invited him to drink more water, that day in the hotel gym, Hollander had done it immediately. Ilya had figured that Hollander had just had permission to take more than what he thought he was allowed to and didn’t think anything of it. When Hollander had admitted that being with Ilya was his first time being with a man, Ilya assumed that he was shy and nervous, his brown eyes docile and timid. Ilya was determined to make it as easy as possible for Hollander to explore – whatever this was. He remembered being nervous with Sasha, and how Sasha had coached him patiently in how to fuck men. Ilya had been so focused on being good in bed that he hadn’t had too much time to be truly terrified, which was great for him, but Ilya could tell that wasn’t Hollander’s motivator. And that first night in Hollander’s hotel room had left Ilya with questions. The way Hollander had immediately dropped to his knees once Ilya had pressed his thumb into his mouth was...something. Like he’d been given some sort of unspoken permission to do something Ilya would have never told him he couldn’t do, and once he got it, he came alive. Ilya had never experienced someone become so dazed before, so lost inside sex that the outside world didn’t even seem to exist anymore. His eyes...it was like Hollander wasn’t truly in his body. The way Hollander hadn’t asked for reassurance, for guidance, the way he needed to know if what he was doing was good but refused to ask Ilya outright was surprising, but Ilya could feel that he needed it. He'd praised him, of course – Ilya had never come so quick in his life, and he was sure Hollander would have known from that alone that he was good at sex, despite his inexperience. Or maybe in spite of it. But when he stared into those big, sad brown eyes, surrounded by the prettiest freckles he’d ever seen, Ilya could tell that Hollander was less worried about the sex being good, and more worried about Ilya feeling good. It was an important distinction to someone like Ilya, who spent most of his free time bringing people to orgasm because watching the exact moment they fell apart because of him was better than any drink or drug he’d ever taken. Knowing that he was responsible for someone losing control like that, crying out his name, was powerful. He felt powerful in those moments. Useful. And somehow, none of those moments felt anywhere near as heady as when he had made Hollander cry out for him, his strong hands buried in his hair, desperately trying to yank him off his cock as he came, unable to push Ilya off of him because his body was completely at Ilya’s mercy. Nothing had ever felt as good as watching Hollander’s eyes become faraway, filled with unshed tears, red rimmed and desperate as he stared up at Ilya, waiting to take whatever he would give him. Because Hollander didn’t need him. He wanted him. Ilya could feel the difference. He needed more. And he was certain Hollander needed more, too. Ilya tested the boundary again the next time they hooked up. He gently requested Hollander get on his knees, just to see what he would do, and Hollander dropped to the floor so fast Ilya couldn’t believe it. He'd half expected Hollander to tell him to go fuck himself, or to get on his knees instead. But Hollander had hit the ground so hard Ilya had flinched at the sound of his knees hitting the floor, barely able to breathe as Hollander desperately pulled his sweatpants down and suckled at his cock so fast Ilya nearly came right then and there. So, he’d been curious. More than curious. Fixated. Obsessed. Unable to stop thinking about what Hollander would let him do to him. He found himself wishing the women he would meet in every city would somehow reveal themselves to have the same quirks so Ilya could indulge himself with them, and stop thinking about fucking Hollander. But he couldn’t. Ilya couldn’t stop thinking about Hollander, and god knows he’d tried not to think about him. Tried not to think about when he’d ordered Hollander onto his stomach, how he had flipped over immediately for him, despite being nervous. He'd tried not to think about how when Ilya had asked him if he’dbeen fucked before, Hollander had tensed, but when he pressed a finger against his hole, he’d relaxed completely under his touch. How when Ilya had tried to find out if Hollander was a virgin, he had offered up that he fucked himself with a dildo. How when Ilya had pressed two fingers inside him that night, Hollander had scoffed and said he could take more than that, but refused to tell Ilya how big his dildo was. How when Ilya fucked him, Hollander’s eyes would become wetter and more intense, how all he could do was stare at Ilya through heavy breaths and frantically touch every part of him, moaning his name. The more Ilya tried not to think about Hollander, the more he became consumed by him. Ilya needed to know what else he could instruct Hollander to do. Within reason, of course. Ilya just wanted to give Hollander everything he didn’t know he needed.
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shimmers that innocent light back by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-07
Finally, Kip starts laughing and presses a messy kiss to Scott’s cheek. “Stop it. Your face. Stop.”
Scott turns his head to the side to catch his lips in a proper kiss and then rubs their noses together.
“Your face,” he says and feels Kip’s little giggle as a soft puff of air against his cheek. He’s so weak for him, so utterly smitten. He could still melt into a puddle every time Kip so much as smiles at him.
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really just some schmoopy married sex post-TLG because they deserve to be so, so happy together (and Scott is still down so bad it’s actually a little ridiculous)- Part 1 of love that is weighted in gold
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But I hate when I feel like this (and I never hated you) by SatsumaSegments
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-06
At the base of Shane Hollander’s throat is a dark red hickey. It’s fresh, no more than a day or two old, stark and striking against his otherwise unblemished skin. Ilya feels possessed. -- Shane shows up to the Montreal vs Boston game in ep4 with a hickey. Ilya takes it about as well as you'd expect. (In which they're definitely hatefucking because they definitely hate each other and definitely don't feel anything else towards each other. Don't worry. Nothing to see here. Especially not any tenderness or love. Nope.)
- Part 1 of Leave the rest at arm's length
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i want you flowing through my veins by geminicat
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-06
“Ilya —” Shane tries, voice trailing off. He swallows. “Spitinmymouth,” he finally mumbles under his breath. Ilya raises an eyebrow, clearly not hearing. “Hollander,” Ilya starts. His voice makes Shane twitch. “I already learned English, I cannot also learn secret Shane sex language.”
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Your Hands, My Mouth by BeautyInChains
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-05
"Suck," Ilya commands gently. Shane watches his reflection turn pink. They're alone, for now, but that could change at any moment. Shane feels sick and needy and wants to fight the urge to soothe so badly. Ilya taps again, insistent. "It will help. Suck."
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Sit Tight, I'm Not Far Out From You Tonight by hudsinmonger (louislittletomlintum)
Heated Rivalry (TV)
2026-01-05
"Is this like - a prank?" Shane finally asked, looking down at the underwear again. For such a small piece of fabric they felt like they were drawing their own gravitational pull in the room, had their own centre of gravity. There was a little heart charm on them, sitting in the middle front hem as a decoration. "No," Ilya answered steadily, and when Shane looked back up his eyes were still locked on him. "Then what is it?" Shane asked, touching the fabric again and dragging them a little to the side, like maybe they were hiding something that would make him understand. "A present. For you," Ilya explained, in that bored tone like he'd said it all before. Which technically he had, but it didn't make Shane understand it any better. Shane must have looked even more confused, because Ilya tutted and spoke up again. "To wear, Shane, you have heard of underwear, yes?" or the one where ilya buys his fwb, totally casual situationship shane a pair of panties to try
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matter of fact, i caught you lookin' back by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-05
“No,” he says, smiling gently, like he doesn't know how irritating he's being. “Is my room first, da? You should speak with front desk.”
Hollander stares at him.
And then he starts to laugh.
“You ask the front desk,” he shoots back, in between his odd wheezes. Ilya's heart starts to pound in double time, because this is not—this cannot be Shane Hollander playing bed chicken with him. Their competitiveness is fierce, to be certain, but surely, Hollander would be the bigger person, no? “This is my fucking room, Rozanov. Wild horses couldn't drag me away.”
OR: Ilya's apartment is under construction. Shane's in town for a game. It'd be a shame if they somehow had the same hotel room.
[or, or: we need some more goddamn 'there was only one bed' out here.]
- Part 9 of heated rivalry masterlist
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"A game?" said Shane blankly. Ilya waved his arms around as if to communicate through hand gestures. "You know, a sex game. Where we pretend to do something in a sexy way." "You have a... fantasy? Like, you want to act out a scenario?" Shane said hesitantly. Ilya snapped his fingers. "Yes. I have a fantasy." "What's your, um. Fantasy?" Even asking, Shane felt a hot blush rising up his cheeks. Ilya leaned forwards so that his lips were to Shane's ear. "I want you... to be a fan." Shane shuddered at Ilya's breath ghosting across his skin. "A fan?" "Yes, a fan. My biggest fan. And you ask me for an autograph." Or: Shane loses a bet, and Ilya wants Shane to pretend to be his biggest fan. Set Pre-Tuna Melt
- Part 1 of Can I Get a Sign, Please?
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crying in my head again (and i know that it's not clear) by deadpoetry_s
Heated Rivalry (TV)
2026-01-04
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to be in Ilya’s proximity—not at all—but rather the opposite. Shane wanted Ilya to take him apart, to hold and caress and touch him—but for Ilya, it appeared to differ. After the awards, after their time spent in his hotel room, it seemed Ilya wanted nothing more than space, kicking him out at the earliest possible opportunity. 'We didn’t even kiss.' The message sat typed out, but not deleted, in their chat, taunting him with the truth of what had happened that night. Ilya hadn’t kissed him, and that affected Shane. It affected him in ways he couldn’t begin to imagine, the constant thought of Ilya, Ilya, Ilya running Olympian laps in his mind. Clearly their… whatever they were, was affecting Shane more than Ilya, and that was an issue. The one person he longed for—when had he started longing for Ilya?— didn’t want him back, and it hurt. Okay, maybe Shane was overreacting, but still. It was going to be a difficult 24 hours, what with his sudden illness and combined heartache. OR After Las Vegas, Shane Hollander falls into subdrop. Ilya is there to pick him back up.
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The small, blocky ‘81’ that was now stamped on his hipbone looked very much like a reminder. A mark of claim. He was Ilya’s, and those two numbers were a physical sign to the whole damn world of that. He belonged to him, no matter what anyone said. They were together, and fuck everyone else. OR Shane surprises Ilya with a tattoo, and Ilya is VERY happy.
- Part 2 of Hollanov
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A sudden ugly thrill runs through his body at the thought. He can give this to him. No one fucking else can. Not his lovely girlfriend. She can’t give this to him. Ilya can. Ilya can be whatever he needs. Whenever he needs it. ——— Shane and Ilya find comfort in each other.
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Five Times Shane's Oral Fixation Got Him in Trouble (And One Time It Didn't) by mikkijam
Heated Rivalry (TV)
2026-01-04
Shane Hollander has a problem. He can't keep his mouth off Ilya Rozanov, and it's going to get them both in trouble. Five times Shane's oral fixation nearly exposed their secret, and one time it was exactly what he needed.
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So Kiss Me Where I Lay Down by goindownshipping
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-04
What if the infamous "We didn't even kiss" text actually got sent? And what if it was Ilya that sent it to Shane? Or: Ilya experiences a tiny bit of dom drop and Shane comes to the rescue.
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