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  1. Ilya telling Shane to go away at the Olympics except Shane actually starts ignoring him. Ilya realizes he’s losing him and doesn’t want that.

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  2. Ilya doesn’t leave when the nurse comes to check on Shane in the hospital.

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  3. Jealous by

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    2025-12-29

    Shane never thought of himself as a jealous person. But Ilya Rozanov made him feel like he was losing his mind. Svetlana Vetrova. That was the name of the girl Ilya Rozanov was pictured with. The beautiful, statuesque, model like, stunning woman with the perfect skin and amazing hair and deep hazel eyes that Rozanov was hanging off of. Shane frowned at the television, watching the entertainment program break down the photos of Rozanov leaving a club in Boston, hand in hand with one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen, a cigarette tucked behind his ear, his shirt unbuttoned too much to be decent, the muscles of his forearms so defined Shane had to resist reaching out to touch the screen. “Vetrova’s father is one of the most legendary goalies in Russian history, so it seems like Rozanov is in the company of hockey royalty,” the blonde woman on the television said. “They seem like very good friends,” the man standing next to her said, waggling his eyebrows suggestively. “They certainly look good together.” They do, Shane thought as the photo changed to one of them climbing into the backseat of a town car, Rozanov’s hand practically on Svetlana’s ass. He had no right to feel anything about this. Rozanov was just some guy he’d had sex with a few times. Shane was a free agent, too. He could go out and sleep with anyone else whenever he wanted, and Rozanov wouldn’t care. Shane had no claim to Rozanov. They’d had sex a few times, but it didn’t mean anything. It was convenient and Rozanov was hot and incredible at fucking him, but it wasn't anything more than that. At least, that was what he had tried to remind himself. This was nothing. He watched the television as it flicked to a photo of Rozanov sucking on a cigarette. Shane had begun to miss the taste of cigarettes. >>> He moaned into the pillow, his eyes screwed shut as Rozanov fucked him, his arm pressing down on his shoulders. Shane reached behind him, desperately trying to grab onto something to try and ground him as his body tensed, grateful when Rozanov grabbed his hand and bore down over him, his hips pinning him to the bed. Shane bit his lip as Rozanov moaned loudly into the back of his neck, his hips moving faster and harder – Shane cried out as he came, squeezing Rozanov’s hand as he fucked him, not slowing down as Rozanov chased his own orgasm. Shane loved being used like this; he loved when he was spent and exhausted and Rozanov kept fucking him, moaning his name, desperate to come too. Rozanov cried out Shane’s name as he came, his hips slowing down to a grind as he slid his hand into Shane’s hair, gripping him tightly as he finally stopped moving, slumping over him. Shane took a deep breath, doing his best to breathe normally again underneath Rozanov’s weight. He grimaced when he realised his cock was trapped between the sheets and his stomach, his come smeared everywhere. Rozanov seemed to realise Shane was trying to move, pulling out slowly and rolling off of him. “Fuck,” Shane mumbled, rolling onto his back and looking down at himself. Rozanov loved when he came untouched, making it his mission to make Shane come that way every single time. Rozanov turned towards him, slapping his hand over his chest. Shane flinched as Rozanov leaned over him and licked the come off of his stomach, laughing as he moved up to kiss him. Shane smiled as Rozanov’s hand rested over his neck, his tongue moving against his as he pressed closer to Shane. Shane pushed him gently off of him, sitting up and blinking. “We need to shower,” he said. Rozanov sighed, watching as Shane stood and crossed to the bathroom, doing his best not to make a face as the ache in his ass. “You are okay?” Rozanov asked. “Yes,” Shane answered honestly. He was always okay; he loved this feeling, like his whole body had been pushed beyond his limits and he could barely hold himself up. He flicked the shower on, flinching at the sight of himself in the mirror. His hair was a sweaty mess, his skin was flushed red, sweat had beaded down his chest, and come was drying in the hair beneath his bellybutton. Shane didn’t look anything like Svetlana, or the many women Rozanov was photographed with. Shane wasn’t tall and thin and beautiful. He was average height, broad shouldered and plain. He hated his flat hair and his ugly freckles and his boring brown eyes. Shane was so busy frowning at himself that he didn’t see Rozanov walk into the bathroom. He startled when Rozanov gripped his waist, kissing his neck snapping him out of his reverie. Shane watched in the mirror as Rozanov reached for his hand and pulled him towards the shower; for a brief moment, he thought about the photo he had seen of Rozanov with Svetlana. >>> “Not bad, Hollander,” Hayden said, clapping him on the back. “Not bad?” Shane asked. “A hat trick is better than not bad.” A hat trick against Boston, no less. Scoring against Rozanov was no easy feat. He shucked off his jersey, listening as JJ led the team in celebrations, loudly singing their team song.

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  4. r/relationshipadvice u/situationship24 - April 12, 2017 The guy I’ve been hooking up with for 6.5 years might have feelings for me ... Comments: u/karamellow Okay this is probably totally crazy, but you said this guy is Russian… There’s no way, but OP have you seen this post in r/AITA? Because there are a lot of similarities. Is this some sort of meta story-telling thing that you’re doing? u/dekethedeke Wait you might be on to something. Is this some sort of prank? u/karamellow Idk but even if it’s fake I clearly need to go touch some grass u/crucible_no_tongs how tf did you even notice that?? u/situationship24 [OP] what post u/crucible_no_tongs click the blue words bro u/ExtendedWarranty9902 smh can’t believe you snitched

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  5. Just two men who attend a high-end sex club. Only rule is, they never take off their masks... They never reveal who the truly are. They both want one thing, and that's a good fuck. Until it's not enough.

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  6. Ilya's gums ache, he's annoyed, he's itching for a fight or a bite. Maybe Hollander can help in one of those (Y'all this was so very self indulgent)

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  7. “I love you, Shane Hollander. You know that, right?” “Of course. And I love you, Ilya Rozanov.” “Good. Now shut up and come for me like the good little boy you are, yes?” Or, it's their last night at the cottage and Shane comes apart.

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  8. Ilya gets sick and Shane cooks him chicken noodle soup. Shane overreacts to Ilya’s sickness but he just loves his husband. Just another domestic Hollanov fic <3

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  9. Midst of the Meltdown by

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    When Shane’s alarm didn’t go off and he loses the most important game of the season, the calm is after the storm and not before. Or. When Ilya asks Shane if he is ok and everything breaks, Ilya works to find a balance and make compromises.

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  10. The boys play Mario Kart after a night of fucking and make a bet that only leads to, you guessed it, more fucking. Hollanov.

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  11. Shane wins his second Stanley Cup and goes out partying with the Metros. He's surprised to find a certain Russian hockey player is in the same city. Early HR fill-in. We never did hear about Shane winning the cup and celebrating. Where was Ilya? Well. I had some thoughts.

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