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  1. “I thought you were okay with this. With us. I know…” Shane trails off
    “Of course I’m not okay with this - he’s fucking hurting you Shane.” Yuna takes the opportunity to finally say it outright. She doesn’t hide the vitriol in her tone.
    “Wha-” Shane’s eyes get wide. Something like comprehension crosses his face. His eyes dart down to the bruise on his wrist. “Oh.” If possible, his face gets redder still. Yuna frowns. “No, mom, he’s not- uh- hurting me. Like that.”
    What? “Did somebody else give you that bruise then?” Yuna feels a bit hysterical. Has Rozanov Stockholm Syndromed her son?
    “No,” Shane grits out, “it was, uh, Ilya. It was just. You know. Like. Um.”
    And suddenly Yuna understands. She understands all too well. She understands more than she had ever wanted to about her son.
    "Oh."

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  2. I'll see myself out by

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    Shane stared up at the ceiling. Everything he’d been keeping inside for the last month was threatening to boil over into a ugly mess, and his eyes stung. “I thought that if I could just ignore it, it would go away. I thought that if I gave it more time, I’d keep myself from doing something drastic.”

    He rubbed at his face and kept his hands there, a shield to protect him from the weight of the decision he couldn’t keep running from. “It’s been weeks, and I don’t know what to do. I feel sick every time I think about going back, but…” He looked at Ilya and saw the blue eyes there creased with concern, sadness, and that simmering anger at everything that had ever hurt Shane. He sniffed. “I don’t think I’m strong enough to leave. Leaving feels like giving up. But so does staying.”

    “No.” Ilya shook his head and shuffled forward so his body was mirroring Shane’s, twin parentheses encompassing their shared years in between worn bodies. “No, my love.”

    Or: After the playoffs end for Montreal and Ottawa, Shane has a decision to make. His relationship with the Metros is on thin ice, and it might take a couple Centaurs to break it for good.

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  3. he wants to be good for ilya, he always does, but right now, he has a part to play. and when ilya gets that dark, disapproving look in his eyes as shane disobeys, he's reminded precisely why he had thought up this particular scenario in the first place. he wants ilya to take what he wants, regardless of what shane wants. he wants ilya to force him, to not listen to him, to chase his own pleasure without any regard for shane's. and he knows ilya is getting very, very close to doing just that. (or: shane wants a break and enter roleplay, and ilya is all too happy to oblige. featuring cnc, primal play, and all things rough, wet, and messy.)

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  4. “Are you gonna hurt me?” “Baby, I would never hurt you.” Shane couldn’t take his eyes off the other man, the atmosphere in the room layered with fear and heat and something deeper, something almost primal. Like prey caught between the teeth of its predator. 🗡 Or: scream au ft. freak4freak hollanov and slight ilya whump!

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  5. 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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  6. Sneakers off, rope in his hands, he steps silently into Shane’s (their) room, avoiding any potential sound. The real problem is that this is a one-time thing. If he fails on the first leg of the plan, getting into Shane's room undiscovered, they will have a nice night anyway, but the surprise would be ruined because Ilya is almost sure that Shane doesn’t think it’s really going to happen. Shane is not aware of how far Ilya would go, so he has everything he could even dream about. Shane just has to ask, and Ilya would move the goddamned moon from its axis to get him happy. Even if that happiness involves him breaking and entering their home. or a home invasion cnc roleplay fic.

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  7. 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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  8. “Can I sit with you?” Scott asks. “I won’t distract you.”

    It’s a code for something specific that they’ve done before, or at least it is to Scott, but Kip also seems to get it right away. He gives him a warm smile and then spreads his legs wide, an invitation.

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    Kip needs to study and Scott needs to calm down. They find a pretty good compromise that works for everyone.

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  9. “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?”

    ---

    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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  10. Ilya rubbed at his face with both hands, trying to knead the heaviness away. It didn’t budge. Probably just caught something from the kids, he thought to himself. Some kind of virus. Except he'd been feeling like this for weeks now. Maybe longer. It was hard to tell. The days blurred when you were tired, and he’d been tired for longer than he wanted to admit. Maybe it was something still lingering in his system. That happened sometimes, right? Viruses could hang around. He'd read that somewhere. Post-viral fatigue. Yeah. That was probably it. Some dormant virus still working its way out of him. Or, Ilya and Shane are married with kids, living the life they fought for. But Ilya's depression is rearing its ugly head again.

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  11. “You’ve been good boy so far,” Ilya spoke softly, staring right into Shane’s eyes, “And what do good boys get?”

    Shane’s eyes left Ilya’s and traveled down his body until they were locked on the obvious bulge in Ilya’s joggers. “Good things,” Shane breathed, forcing his eyes back up to Ilya’s face.

    —

    Or, Shane has a rough day and Ilya gets him out of his head.

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  12. 5 times Shane discovers a new kink for himself + 1 time he discovers one for Ilya

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  13. Shane comes up with the concept of free use with nothing but his own beautiful mind. Shane groaned and hid his face against Ilya’s neck. “You let me think I invented it.” “Yes,” Ilya said, unrepentant. “Because it was adorable. And because now I get to use my husband whenever I want. Comes from the idea that Ilya is hornier but Shane is freakier. Look I don’t know the group chat did this to me. Free Use!Shane Hollander is underrepresented.

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  14. Fans and internet passerby alike would agree that this… interaction was not a fight. A fight required the participation of two or more partners. At that moment, Ilya was the only one on the ice. The world fell away at the sight of Shane’s stumble, pulsing gently in and out of frame before cutting out completely and giving way to pure static. His blood turned carbonated, noxious gases inside him that rose and burst him open. At that moment, he and everyone else, including Burt, knew he intended to kill.

    Or, Montreal's newest player makes the mistake of fucking with Ilya Rozanov's Husband.

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  15. Shane pushes and struggles under him, but it’s nothing for Rozanov to yank him to the edge of the bed, head almost hanging off the mattress. When he tries to sit up, a hand presses down on the very center of his chest. Rozanov holds him in place as he unbuckles his belt. Shane’s attempts at prying him off are laughable. They’re both professional hockey players at the top of their game, but Rozanov has the advantage of being faced with a scared Shane caught completely off guard. Shane likes giving up control. Ilya likes taking it.

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  16. “Alpha.” He let his omega take charge of his tone of voice, his logical thoughts taking the backseat at the moment, and he sounded wrecked. “Please be mine.” He felt more than heard Ilya’s chuckle, making him shiver, “I’ve always been yours, Shane.” “Bite me, Ilya.” the mating of two lovedrunk fools.

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  17. The Dangers of Sleep by

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    "What I’m trying to say is, I want you to fuck me and I want to say no. And I, I want you to do it anyway.” Ilya’s mouth opened and his eyes widened in understanding. “Oh Mr. Pervert, what a thing to say. Tell me more.” Or: All Shane wants is for Ilya to overpower him. It's hard to ask, and even harder to receive what you ask for. But it's worth it in the end.

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  18. dust bunnies by

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    “I’m right here. And you are okay, and you are safe, and healthy, and you are at home, yes? It is quiet, and nobody is there, nobody is bothering you. And the world is full of stupid idiots, but you are not one of them. And I am here. When you need me, I am here.” --------- or: The whole world thinks Shane is gay because of some stupid internet rumors, and he doesn't even have to confirm it. He's losing control of his entire life and he needs somewhere to put what little he does have. Ilya has open hands.

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  19. “Let me warm you," said Ilya.

    “What?”

    “I go here”—Ilya pushed Shane backward on his rolly-chair to give him space to settle between his legs—“and warm you with my mouth. Then you can fuck my face when call is done.”

    Shane really was no better than Ilya when it came to risky, try-not-to-get-caught sex, even if he wanted to act like he was.

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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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