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Shane is NOT having a good day, or a good game, but he eventually has a good night…
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Ilya Rozanov sucked cock the way he played hockey. Fast and dirty, absolutely ruthless, and most infuriatingly — really fucking good. ——— An angsty blowjob where Ilya and Shane both want the same things.
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Accidental Major in International Relations by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-17
Shane Hollander shows up to university excited for another year of being the best at what he does. Unfortunately, the man who beat him at last year's World Prospect Cup is also there, and Ilya Rozanov hasn't gotten any less annoying. Or any worse at hockey.
Now if only Shane could focus on the ice, and stop thinking about nice hands, pretty lips, and the sound of his name in a Russian accent.
OR: They play together in college, and discoveries are made.
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- #75885571
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“I think I would like to know what a creampie tastes like here in Ottawa.”
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“Hollander? You are still here?” Rozanov called, breaking the TV static silence filling Shane’s head. He blinked. “Uh. Yeah, just leaving,” he answered, surprised by how steady his voice sounded. Good, that was good. He knew he couldn’t show Rozanov any weakness if he wanted to keep coming back. But did he want to come back if it made him feel like this? “Door is too heavy? Or I fuck you too good, you cannot move legs,” came Rozanov’s taunting response. Shane could practically see the tilted smirk on his face, cigarette smoke wafting around his freshly-showered curls. “Fuck off, Rozanov,” Shane muttered. _____________________ Or, I wrote something to add to the pile of subdrop!Shane in Vegas fics because legally by law I had to
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Five Things You Can See by lillyluna
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-15
“I am sad.” Ilya says shortly. “Very sad.” “Where do you feel it in your body?” Shane tries to help. “Feel what? The sadness?” Ilya looks at him like he’s gone insane. “Yes, the emotion.” Shane starts to feel unsure, “In your body where do you feel it?” Shane thinks of all the times he’s worried about Ilya; how that worry lives in his throat and in the tension of his shoulders.
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- #77702671
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Easy but competitive by RatedEforEmotion
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-15
"Let's see who cracks first then." "Is that a fucking challenge, Rozanov?" He asks with a shit eating grin on his face. "You bet it is." "Alright." Shane extends a hand. "Bring it on." And oh, Ilya intends to. Ilya loved days like this. It was sunny, the kind of sunny that made the grumpiest people happy. The Canadian birds were chipping away and Shane was playing some God awful music. The lake was calm, glassy in places, broken only by the soft lap of water against the dock. Shane had taken over the entire cottage with noise and movement- bare feet on wood, the screen door slamming, laughter echoing out across the trees. Ilya loved the way the air smelled like pine and warm water , loved the ache in his shoulders from swimming too long, loved lazy lunches that stretched into the afternoon and conversations that didn’t go anywhere important. He loved how quiet his mind felt here, how the days asked nothing of him except to be present. But most of all Illya loves that all of his days seemed to be like this. His stay at the cottage has been extended so many times both he and Shane know he'll be here as long as possible, likely untill start of the season. "Do you want ice-cream?" Shane asks, sitting down on the swing while purposely letting their legs touch as he types something onto his phone. "Dad says there was a discount at the store, he could drop us off some." "Hollander, do your parents know you're a millionaire?" Illy scoffs, wrapping an arm around his shoulders. "So, you don't want the ice-cream?" "Of course I do." He grins, looking out over the lake. "When can David bring it to us?" "Stop calling him David, it's weird." Shane grumbles, furrowing his brows. "What should I call him?" Illya smiles, reaching over and soothing his eyebrows because he can. He can just reach over and do little things without it being questioned, without Shane wondering why he's doing it. Because it's not weird to cuddle your boyfriend, it's not weird to soothe him or even call him nicknames. Ilya wonders if Shane would like that. What would they even call eachother? "He'll bring it over in like 20 minutes." Shane says, breaking him away from his thoughts. "Good." He says, letting his fingers go up into Shane's hair and watching as the other man molds into it, sliding closer and letting Ilya play with his hair. "You're very easy." "Excuse me?" He finally puts down his phone, his gaze, although offended, finally landing on Ilya. "I am not easy." "You are, Hollander. Let's be honest." Ilya grins, God he loves fireing him up. "Fuck off." Shane scoffs, pulling back a bit. "You're easier than me." "I am not." He says, getting offended himself even when he knows they're both purposely firing eachother up. "Even if I was, I am better at resisting than you." "You are not." Shane says, staring him down. "It's not my fault you're the one always staring things. If I even tried you would fold so fast." Ilya stares at him, Shane cannot possibly be serious. They have been doing this for the better part of a decade and it is very obvious Shane has always been easier. It started with him being less experienced and following Ilya's lead but over the years it's just the way they work. Yes, Ilya starts things but that's because Shane always goes for it with enthusiasm. "Is that so?" He raises his eyebrows. "Try then. Let's see who cracks first." "Is that a fucking challenge, Rozanov?" He asks with a shit eating grin on his face. "You bet it is." "Alright, game on." Shane extends a hand. "Bring it on." And oh, Ilya intends to. He, of course, is the first to make a move and it's as soon as just ten minutes later when David brings them ice cream. They're eating it in the kitchen, still mildly bantering about who will last longer, when he starts. He holds Shanes eyes, sucking the vanilla ice-cream off the tip of his spoon. He watches Shane's lips part and does it again, letting some ice cream drip out and off the corner of his lip before slowly licking it. Ilya knows he has a big ego, he has always been told so, but he knows it's not just his ego talking when it comes to giving head. Ilya is amazing at it, he's amazing with his mouth and he knows Shane knows so. He knows Shane is thinking about it as he watches his suck the spoon. "Fuck you." Shane whispers. "That's playing dirty." "Nei." Ilya shakes his head, putting the spoon down. "It's playing exactly as this is to be played." "Whatever." Shane says, looking away. Ilya grins, watching the skin under his freckles darken. That evening, as he's sitting at the couch and scrolling through his phone he can feel Shane come up behind him. His elbows rest on the backrest of the couch right behind Ilya and he leans in, whispering into his ear. For a moment Ilya thinks his brain is messing with him, that he's forgotten English words again but then he catches up, realising Shane is whispering French into his ear. "Fuck off with that croissant shit." He says with a chuckle. He knows what Shane was going for but Ilya prefers his dirty talk in languages he understands.
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my only angel by sunnysalutations
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-15
Shane sees an article about Ilya with a mystery woman, and proceeds to spiral out of control in a jealous rage.
- Part 2 of off the ice (smutty hollanov one shots)
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- #77737606
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Ilya plans to win the Stanley cup and knows exactly how he wants to celebrate. OR While teasing Shane, Ilya shares a fantasy where his boyfriend wears a Rozanov jersey. Shane struggles with the conflicting feelings this fantasy evokes. -- Ilya pulled one hand to Shane’s knee and began to walk his fingers up the man’s thigh, now playing at nonchalance, even as his voice deepened. He held Shane’s gaze, capturing his full attention. “Imagine it. I finish the game, I celebrate on ice with my team, I hold the Cup up for cameramen to get good shot of me. I go to the press conference. I go to the after party… Then I come home…” “And I’m in your bed wearing only a Rozanov jersey, yeah? Number eighty-one?” Ilya grinned, dropping another open-mouthed kiss on Shane’s belly, never breaking eye contact. “I knew you would understand.”
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5 Times Shane and Ilya Matched Each Other's Freak (+1 Time They Kept Things Completely Vanilla) by there_must_be_a_lock
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-14
“It was cruel,” Ilya murmurs, brushing the saltwater from Shane’s freckles with a careful thumb. “I was cruel. To both of us. And I’m sorry.” Shane breathes with him for a moment, both of them trying to pull themselves together, before he grumbles, “I don’t even remember why I brought that up.” “Because you want to be annoying in bed until I slap you,” Ilya reminds him patiently. “Oh. Right.” [Or: Shane and Ilya are very, very compatible.]
- Part 1 of Compatible
- Part 1 of Hollanov standalones
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“No. I did have to. You were upset. Is not okay for you to be upset. Ever.” Shane blinks at him. Rozanov blinks back. Neither comment on his words – on the lines they cross, ever so slightly. When Shane doesn’t protest, Rozanov smiles sweetly, swiping his thumb over the man’s bottom teeth. He feels along the ridges of each tooth, pressing his blunt nail into the gums behind them. “Sweet thing. You come to me if you feel this way, yes? I will make it all better.” ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------- Shane has a hard week, resulting in a meltdown. He calls Ilya. Ilya decides to fuck it all better. Spoiler: it works.
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‘What are you doing?’ Shane asked but Ilya spoke over him. ‘I want to fuck you.’ Shane rolled his eyes. ‘You can fuck me at home, not in the changing rooms.’ ‘No, not in the changing room.’ Ilya pointed down to the ice beneath them. ‘Right here.’ Shane balked. His eyes widened in shock. Or: They have sex on the ice rink.
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“You looked so fucking pretty tonight, Hollander. In that big jersey, with that backwards hat. Wanted to bend you over in front of all your friends and fuck you untill you cried.” Shane whimpers, hands grasping at the car seat beneath him. “Please, Ilya. Touch me. Need you.” Ilya pulls his own shirt up over his head and then pauses. Has an idea. “Get in the back seat, sweetheart.”
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Shane rides Ilya into a religious experience, and into the headboard. or Ilya finally gets his bell rung back.
- Part 2 of A concussion kind of love
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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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all I can breathe is your life by tangledsynapse
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2026-01-10
“Shane takes a deep breath and flexes his fingers in the fabric of the hoodie as he tries to find the words, tries to be brave to ask for what he wants. He’s pretty sure Ilya would try to give him the world, would give him the last breath out of his lungs if he asked. And honestly? He’s not sure whether that makes this any easier. He’s used to struggling in silence—they both are—and he’s had to learn how to ask, how to make his wants and needs known. And, today, what Shane wants is to be taken out of his head for a little bit.” Shane’s been having a stressful season. Ilya knows just how to get Shane feeling better.
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- #77458601
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I Would Give You the Moon (But This Will Do) by nomsy
Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
2026-01-10
“You sound very horny, but you don’t know what is your present,” Ilya points out. “Could be nice pillow. Maybe a houseplant.” “Rozanov.” Ilya laughs. “Is not a houseplant,” he says. --- The first time Ilya gives Shane a sex toy as a present.
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Ilya rails Shane into the headboard (literally) or Shane gets his bell rung - again.
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- #77370971
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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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“You can cry when I knot you though, because it will be that good.” Ilya smirks, grinding against him with purpose. Shane groans, keening his neck into the pillow at the mere thought of it. “You’d do that? For me?” A deep hum reverberates between them. “I’d do a lot of things for you, Hollander.” — aka Shane gets his heat early and someone refuses to stay away
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- AO3:
- #76629906