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Shane and Ilya have gone 20 days without, and Shane, along with his new battery-operated friend, is going to show Ilya just how much he missed him. ~~~ "Open." Shane opened his mouth and Ilya fed his cock back in, not gentle this time. He thrust forward and Shane gagged, eyes watering, but he didn't pull back. He breathed through his nose and relaxed his throat and took it, took everything Ilya gave him. "That's it," Ilya growled, fucking into his mouth with short, brutal strokes. "That's my good boy. Taking my cock so fucking well. Always take me exactly how I like it."
- Part 7 of Stolen Moments
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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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Shane’s Favourite Movie (Hot Guy Buffet) by BloomBeam
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
2026-01-14
Ilya begs Shane to show him one of his favourite movies from childhood. It doesn’t take him long to realize why his husband likes it so much. Or, When Ilya asks Shane to show him one of his favourite movies, the two of them watch The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring. Teasing, and blow jobs, ensue.
- Part 1 of Shane Hollander Loves LOTR
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Shane and Ilya have been together--officially-- for two years, and it's been going relatively well despite all the itty-bitty bumps on the road. Having to date in secret is never 'light and breezy'. It's definitely not light and breezy when Shane's childhood best friend visits. It's okay at first, nudged shoulders and inside jokes Ilya didn't understand. The second the nudges got too intimate, when the jokes got too sexual is when he realized something was off. He stays quiet, plays along, tries his fucking hardest not to punch Nathan goddamn Hales square in his annoyingly handsome face. When Ilya does talk to Shane about it, admittedly in the worst way possible, a fight breaks out. regrettable word choices are made, and a door is shut. And it was all Nathan fucking Hales fault.
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Your love is all I think about by ittybittymiddy
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-13
Shane tries to put himself out there by signing up for Game Changers Matchmaking Services. He’s shocked when he sees that his old crush, Ilya Rozanov, is his assigned matchmaker. Matchmaking AU
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Shane doesn’t believe in hockey, fate, or men like Ilya Rozanov. Unfortunately, none of them care.
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February 14th. by trashy_arts_kid
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-13
February 14th - 6pm. Montreal vs Boston. It wasn't often that Shane and Ilya got to spend a whole night together during regular season. So when their game falls on Valentines day, with a few days off after, it is no suprise that they plan in using that time to their advantage. The Metros were flying the WAGs to Boston for WAGs night since it was Valentines Day. They also gave the guys a chance to sleep in with a late afternoon flight home. Seeing as Jackie was coming with the WAGs, Shane knew he'd have no problem sneaking out to spend his night with Ilya. After all why wouldn't Hayden want the hotel room for him and his wife. While Shane may not be expecting anything, Ilya has big plans for their first Valentines Day together as boyfriends. Ilya usually isn't the big romantic gesture one in the relationship, but something about this just felt right. He got up extra early on February 14th just to make sure everything was perfect for their night together. TLDR; Shane and Ilya's first Valentines together since becoming official or Ilya has plans for a romantic and erotic Valentines day at his place.
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Save me, O God, For I Have Sinned by ThePromptWasntThisLong (shredded_potato)
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-12
“You like these touched, don’t you?” His hand slid up, palm covering Shane’s left nipple, thumb circling, teasing. Shane’s eyes crossed, mouth opening on a ragged keen, body arching forward to offer more. “Do you play with them at home, hm?” Ilya taunted, pinching the tight bud. “Do you twist them under your sheets while you think of me? Does Mommy ever walk in on her sweet boy tugging his little tits and moaning?” A sob-half-laugh burst from Shane, mortifying and incandescent. “N-no, Father, oh God, n-no, she—ahhh—she’d—” His hole clenched around Ilya’s cock at the mention, involuntary, lust flaring hotter. The priest caught it, chuckled. “She’d be horrified to see her precious son like this,” Ilya murmured, nails scratching lightly over the right nipple now, making Shane shudder. “Socks on, slut naked, riding his priest’s cock right in the house of God.” In the house of God, Ilya found his most devout worshipper not in the pews, but bent over the altar, begging for absolution with every thrust.
- Part 14 of Cross-Checked & Kissed (smut oneshots)
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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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When Ilya's team loses a match against Shane's team, Shane finds a way to comfort his secret boyfriend.
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Before Shane loses his nerve, he goes to give the water back to Rozanov. This time, when Rozanov intentionally puts his fingers over Shane's own, his senses come alive. It heats him up from the inside. This overwhelming urge to touch, to kiss, to be touched. He wanted Rozanov to touch him. Or: the one where Shane is tired of being boring.
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Shane forgets to take his heat suppressants before the Montreal v. Boston game. He goes to Ilya’s house after the game, and Ilya takes care of him.
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"Waitt a minute Barrett why'd ya take a drink," Young slurred with his eyes narrowed, "Harris don't play hockey." Well shit. Of course one of the rookies had to notice, those morons never let anything go. So now everyone and their fucking mothers had turned to stare at Troy who could only let out an awkward laugh. Well this sobered him up. "Harris probably wasn't the first guy he slept with you idiot, he grew up playing hockey maybe it was an old teammate," Holmber said to Young whom he was still currently draped over. "Nooo papa Hazy said professional hockey player, so it has to be someone in the league," Young argued back. The rookies had all taken to calling Wyatt variations of dad and followed him around like a bunch of baby ducks. Troy woulda laughed at the endearing nickname was he not about to get his shit rocked by a 6' 3'' Russian in the parking lot. Because of every hockey player Troy Barrett could've slept with he just had to hook up with Shane mother fucking Hollander. ----- Or the Ottawa Centaurs play never have I ever ----- UPDATE
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You Want to be Good, but You’re Begging Me to Cum by f4nt45ywh0r3
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-11
Shane just wants to be fucked, but Ilya is playing hard-to-get. Shane watched Ilya in the mirror as he added weight to the bench press in his home gym. “Something wrong?” Ilya questioned as he continued to add more weight. “You’re definitely going to need a spotter,” Shane said as he continued his weighted squats. Ilya smiled brightly, “That is what my loving boyfriend is for, yes?” Shane blushed. He lived for moments like this. The Voyaguers played in Boston last night, and Shane got to spend the night. Even better, they had a few days off from practice, so he stayed behind in Boston. Ilya lay back on the bench and looked to Shane expectantly. He put down his weights and walked over to the bench. “I’d be much more willing to do this if my loving boyfriend, perhaps, wasn’t wearing a shirt?” “You would do it anyway,” Ilya rolled his eyes as he pulled off his shirt, “Pants too?” It was Shane’s turn to roll his eyes now, “I guess you can keep those on.” Shane spotted Ilya as he did an insane number of reps, only being occasionally distracted by the noises he made when exerting himself. Shane couldn’t help that his cock began to stiffen in his pants. He knew if Ilya noticed, he’d never hear the end of it. By the end of Ilya’s third set, Shane’s cock was fully erect, and his ass was slick. He knew Ilya could scent it, but when he got up, he just gave Shane a quick peck on the lips and started taking the weights off the bar. Shane was livid and felt rejected. Many times, Ilya had bent Shane over the gym equipment and fucked him from behind so they could both watch in the wall of mirrors. Either of the home gyms was honestly their favorite place to fuck because it meant they could both watch. Dumbfounded, Shane just stood, trying to hold himself together, while Ilya continued with the next exercise in his chest routine. “Don’t stop on my account, Hollander,” Ilya said as he began doing chest dips. He looked sinful, covered in sweat, muscles bulging, and the sounds he made were… it was all very distracting. Two could play at this game. Shane abandoned his leg day routine and transitioned to every exercise he could think of that would show off his pert ass. He went through a whole process of Romanian deadlifts, good mornings, weighted sumo squats, and goblet squats. Every ass-building exercise in his arsenal was put to use. Ilya didn’t seem to notice, and that pissed Shane off even more. He couldn’t take it anymore. Abruptly, he dropped the dumbbells he was working with and wiped them down, racking them. He quickly wiped down all of the other equipment he had used and headed upstairs. As he marched up the stairs, he held his breath waiting to hear Ilya’s following footsteps. He heard nothing. Ilya was usually so responsive to him. It’s not like Shane was in heat; he suppressed his heats during the season. He had only allowed his first heat to happen last summer when Ilya decided to extend his stay at the cottage after they came out to his parents. It was... intense. The doctors had warned him that suppressing his heats for so long, nearly 15 years, would make the first few more fierce and possibly more frequent. He couldn’t not suppress them, though, an omega in the NHL probably wouldn’t go over well. Especially since he was supposed to be the alpha of the Voyaguers as captain. Thinking about the time they spent together during his heat, Shane’s cock throbbed, and he felt so empty. He decided a cold shower would take care of his problem. He didn’t even want to jack off, not when Ilya could be—should be—taking care of him. Shane used the en suite bathroom, walking through Ilya’s bedroom to get there. He reminisced on the time Ilya had built him a nest when he had forgotten to take his suppressants before a game one time. The cold shower did nothing to pacify his arousal. When he turned the shower off and opened the door to grab his towel, he noticed Ilya standing in the doorway, naked. His arms were crossed, and he was still sweaty from working out. His cock was fully erect, pointing at Shane. A lock of golden brown curly hair fell in front of his eyes. He looked like a Greek fucking God. If there were a male Greek God of Fucking, it would be Ilya. Shane maintained eye contact with Ilya as he dried his body, slowly, sensually. When he was done, Ilya held his hand out to Shane. He immediately took it. Ilya walked them into the bedroom and pinned Shane against the wall. Their cocks rubbed together, and Shane moaned at the touch. Ilya took Shane’s jaw between his thumb and forefinger, tipping his gaze to meet his, “If you want me to fuck you, my sweet omega, all you have to do is ask nicely.” Shane’s cheeks blushed pink, and he nodded as he pulled Ilya’s lips down to his, pushing to his toes to compensate for his height. This kiss was different than the one they shared in the gym—it was hot and needy and messy and just so raw.
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Still Think I'm Boring? by goindownshipping
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-11
Sveta: Your husband is doing a fucking hockey player mating call on tv right now, in case you were curious Ilya: ?? Sveta: Turn on Fallon you idiot or: Shane does hip stretches on Fallon and Ilya reacts.
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It truly was a terrible idea, they both knew that, but god was it a hot one. A bluetooth- controlled vibrating buttplug was the last thing Shane expected when Ilya handed him the small gift box.
- Part 1 of off the ice (smutty hollanov one shots)
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Good Boy by Nituaii
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
2026-01-11
"It is our first game of the season against them. But it is their first against us too. They may have won cups, may have been higher in the ranking. But they are not the same. They are weak. They are missing what made them special, who made them important." Ilyas eyes lingered on Shanes face before he turned back to address the room, slowly spinning to look all his team mates in the eyes. Or: Shane plays his first game with the Centaurs against his old team. Thinks happen and lead to other things
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Shane thinks he's doing a good job at hiding the truth behind his performance diet.
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Shane Hollander is spiralling and needs a comforting warmth that he can only find with his husband, Ilya Rozanov.
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The most difficult thing in the world was playing hockey while in heat.
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