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  1. Shane Hollander begins his NHL career unchallenged when Ilya Rozanov enters the KHL after World Juniors. One season of being allowed to terrorize the ice and the Winner’s Room is enough for Boston to drag Ilya out of Russia.

    What they had not accounted for in releasing a second generational talent into the league was that not all predators are solitary. Ilya may want to bring Hollander to his knees, but he wants to present the defeat of an inferior player to his feet first.

    He just has to convince Hollander to let him.

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  2. Four months ago, when Shane Hollander agreed to tattoo a tramp stamp on Boston’s star center, Ilya Rozanov, he certainly wasn’t expecting to get an almost-boyfriend out of the ordeal.

    Good thing Ottawa is just a short drive.

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    "Please don't tell my parents. I'll do anything." Rozanov seemed to consider him, head cocked to the side. "Anything?" "Please, sir. Anything."

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  4. “Is simple,” Ilya says. “You say ‘yes’ for ‘no’ and ‘no’ for ‘yes’. You tell me ‘keep going,’ and I hear ‘stop’. Is just opposites, malysh.” “That’s easy for you to say,” Shane grumbles. “I’m the one who has to remember.” “Poor Hollander,” Ilya taunts. “I have to remember, too. But if it’s so much trouble for you, we don’t have to do this.” “Wait, wait,” Shane says hurriedly. “I can do it. C’mon, I swear.” “If you’re sure,” Ilya replies. “Do you want me to keep going?” “Ye-no - no, I mean, no,” Shane answers. “I don’t want this.” Ilya smiles, pushing Shane’s chest and positioning himself over his body. “Good.” or, Shane and Ilya explore consensual non-consent with a twist.

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  5. The first sound Ilya hears is a thin, discordant symphony of beeps and whirs. Something vibrating. 

    The next thing he hears is…wet. A sort of shaking, gargling sound, that feels like the ugliest crying he’s ever heard. And through it, Shane’s voice. 

    “I’m with him now, mom. He’s— he’s not fine. He’s not. I know—”

    Ilya wants to ask who's not fine, but he can’t feel his own body, his mouth, enough to ask.

    “Yeah,” Shane is saying, only slightly calmer. “I know. He wasn’t breathing—"

    Ilya knows there's a link, between the clinical musicality of medical settings, Shane’s audible, awful distress, and his own physical incapacity. It’s just, it’s so tenuous, and the air around him is so thick, so heavy. It would be easy, to sleep, a little. 

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    Footage of the last game between Ottawa and Montreal is everywhere; it’s breached containment from the sports world, and now it seems like everyone is baying for Montreal’s blood. Except, Ilya is oblivious. Not exactly blissfully so, but as the fight for accountability within the league rages on without him, Ilya just wants someone, anyone, to tell him what happened.

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  6. Rozy is Cliff’s best friend on the team. That doesn’t mean he’s expecting him to be his best friend in the world. But hey, it’s not like it’s a hardship.

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  7. shane: ok so ur an intruder and you sneak into my house while im sleeping on the night of my birthday and torture me sexually for hours ilya: shane- shane: and you fuck my mouth and cum in it then duct tape it shut so i have no choice but to swallow it

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  8. Ilya had pried out all of Shane’s dirty little desires from behind his ribcage; how Shane wants Ilya to force him—really genuinely force him—even when he desperately wants to stop, how he needs Ilya to do whatever he wants to him, to own Shane so completely that nothing he does could make Ilya stop. And the carefully held control that Shane has over his own life is so mind numbingly draining in a way that frequently has him wanting to curl into a ball and cry. But when he’s with Ilya, he doesn’t have to worry about it anymore, he doesn’t even have to think unless Ilya asks him a question. It is his salvation; this control that Ilya wields over him so easily, taking the reins without Shane even needing to ask, and Shane wants more of it. He doesn’t want to have any control over what Ilya does to him, he doesn’t want to have to think about it or make decisions for it, Ilya knows him, and he trusts Ilya. OR: Shane gives Ilya the power to ignore his safeword whenever he wants

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  9. "Where's Rose?" Shane asked, the confusion in his tone obvious, but 'Ilya' didn't buy it. Or didn't care to.

    "Ah, i see. This is .. foreplay."

    Shane's lips parted in disbelief.

    "Foreplay?" He practically squeaked, his voice a pitch higher and riddled with concern. For both his friends safety and because— is this person flirting with him?

    Or NHL star Shane Hollander accidentally calls a sex hotline and Ilya Rozanov answers.

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  10. All year Shane had been fighting the desperate creeping desires spreading inside him, hoping they would wither and die in the airless forgotten dark of his dreams and now Rozanov, the only player at camp who might've been better at hockey than Shane, with his newly-long legs and newly-defined abs and his indifferent smirking gaze, was lying (maybe) hard above him, asking wildly inappropriate questions and claiming it was all normal and fine and good? Nonsense. If this was normal, Shane was missing way more social cues in his day-to-day life than he thought.

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    In which Shane and Ilya meet at hockey camp as teens and a bunch of other things also go differently. Not a teen fic tho I promise!

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  11. Ilya:
    9/10 she had freckles

    Shane:
    7.5/10 Medium dick but he ate my ass like he was starving for it

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    Shane and Ilya call it quits after the All-Stars game when Ilya says they can't be anything. He says no one will fuck Shane like he can, and Shane takes that personally, starting a two year cycle of sending each other ratings of the other people they fuck

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  12. Ilya can have Shane whenever he wants.

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  13. 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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  14. “Fu-uck,” the man above him coos. “There you go, pretty boy. See? That wasn’t so hard." Shane whines from beneath the tape as the fingers that were wrapped around him come up to brush against his face. “I am going to take the tape off,” says his captor. “But if you fucking scream, that will be the last thing you ever do. You understand?” Shane goes looking for his husband around the cottage and gets more than he bargained for.

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  15. A year after those first two weeks spent at the cottage in the summer of 2017, everything seemed to be looking up. Ilya Rozanov would soon hang up his Boston Raiders jersey in the name of love, and Shane could not adore this man more. Naturally, his brain chose that exact moment to resurrect some deeply buried fantasies he couldn’t bulldoze past this time. He blamed Rose. or Shane Hollander reinventing kinky interrogation roleplay with his own mind.

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  16. Everything Shane has ever done has resulted in something else. People would call that karma, or physics, but Shane knows better. There are moments he’s sure he has the ability to control everything with a right or wrong thought. And there are moments of clarity where he knows this isn’t true.

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  17. Victory Conditions by

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    The Winner's Room would be a mind fuck all on its own. It's just that Shane is also trying to ignore the fact that he's gay, a bottom, and submissive. All of the things he isn't suppose to be. It would be easier if Shane didn't score a lot of game winning goals, but that wasn't the kind of thing he could just stop doing. He would really like it if the Player's Association had provided the social rules of the Winner's Room along with all of the technical ones. Like everything else Shane has to figure out how to make himself fit into what is expected of him.

    He learns a lot from his first three Forfeits.

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  18. Still, the knife is a firm pressure into his lower back, his fists balling up at his sides, and his breathing irregular from the blade digging into his back. Behind him, a thick and velvety Russian-accented voice offers as he pulls the wired headphones out with a strange amount of something approaching care, “Perhaps, you are stupid for leaving door unlocked, Mr. Hockey Star.” AKA: these two are fucking freaks and roleplay a break-and-entering uhhh non-con situation but they're both bad at being casual about it.

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  19. Their eyes lock, and for a moment the only sound in the room is their panting. The moment feels heavy, stretched thin, like both of them are waiting for it to snap.

    And then Shane slaps him.

    It’s not too hard - probably not even enough to leave a mark - but the sting of it is the spark that lights the flame. Ilya’s eyes roll back inside his head. His mouth drops open in a silent gasp as ecstasy rolls through his body like a forest fire, scorching every one of his nerve endings with white-hot desire.

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  20. “H’rder,” Shane whines into his mouth, not even trying to interrupt the kiss but speaking pathetically muffled and slurred around Ilya’s tongue. Ilya knocks their foreheads together, smiles. “Nooooo Ilya, not before the game, Ilya,” he whines, a sweetly mocking imitation of Shane, “and now look at you, mhm? Why should I ever listen to your complaining, baby, when you’re gonna be such an easy, perfect slut for it anyways?” Or: Shane plays four-dimensional chess to get Ilya to fuck him even when he tells him no, for Shane-typical control freak reasons, in Shane-typical convoluted ways, with Shane-typical unawareness of this being a sex freak thing. Ilya provides, of course.

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