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Wherever I'm with you by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-30
He drives to the airport with an unshakeable urge to pull over and turn around. He smokes four cigarettes in a row before he boards the plane, then chews an entire pack of gum on the flight to try and cover the worst of the smell.
He exits the airport half-hoping that Shane has chickened out of the whole thing. Then he spots him, tapping his fingers against the steering wheel in the most boring suburban dad car Ilya has ever had the misfortune of laying his eyes on, and he’s so happy to see him that his legs feel unsteady beneath his weight.
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Or, the cottage, Ilya's version: an extended ep 6 featuring my take on what happened in the gaps we didn't see.
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Like a dog with a bone by Buckysrightarmcrank
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-24
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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Shane pulls back, carefully cradling Ilya’s face. “Maybe we shouldn’t.” “You don’t want to?” Ilya’s eyes are bottomless; swimming with grief. He says it like he really means, You don’t want me? “That isn’t what I mean,” Shane says gently, brushing his thumb over Ilya’s cheekbone. Ilya’s eyes flutter shut, as if being treated so tenderly causes him physical pain. Like he isn’t used to it. “You’re hurting. I don’t want you to regret it in the morning.” Ilya’s eyes open. “I have never regretted a moment with you.” * Or: the missing hotel room scene in Florida after Shane comforts Ilya.
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- AO3:
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leaving my mark on you by BekkaChaos
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-21
Ilya gives Shane a hickey between his thighs during the season, and Shane is annoyed by it. set somewhere in the 2014-2015 range. "Jesus Christ, Rozanov..." Shane's head dropped back against the mattress as Ilya's hands pressed against the inside of his thighs, opening them wider. He heard the faint sound of Ilya's low laugh, but he was too far gone to be embarrassed by it. He would have been, years ago, and he probably was the first time. But never for long. He lay with his knees dropped wide, wide enough to fit Ilya's shoulders between them where he was propped up and kissing at the inside of Shane's thigh. He had been down there for like a minute, kissing and licking and teasing all kinds of noises out of him. "You want something Hollander?" His voice was so low, his accent making Shane's name sound so deep, the desire in his words making his cock twitch. "Put me in your mouth," Shane asked eagerly. "Please." Ilya hummed in reply, and Shane propped himself up on his elbows just to see the smirk. "So polite," he teased, making Shane smile. "Fuck you." Ilya pulled a face of feigned offence. His hazel eyes burning fire back into Shane. He held his gaze as he dipped his head down to kiss at the head of his cock, soft and gentle with a slow circle of his tongue for good measure. And then he stopped. Shane huffed in annoyance which made Ilya's smirk grow into a grin. "God, you're an asshole," Shane said, though they both knew how much he liked it. "Ah yes, I almost forget," Ilya trailed two fingers down Shane's inner thigh, stopping when he made contact with Shane's rim, earning him a whimper. "This is what you want yes?" He didn't need to wait for the answer, instead he continued to draw circles with his fingertips and went back to work with his mouth. He kissed as the base of Shane's cock, barely grazing his teeth over the soft flesh. Then he was kissing his way up, taking Shane into his mouth for three slow and deliberate moves, and then licking at the crease in his thigh. Shane complained of course, but secretly he loved this. Rozanov's mouth just worshipping his body like they had all the time in the world and not just one night. He loved the feel of his nose nuzzling against his hip, his teeth nipping at the sensitive skin of his thigh, his full lips where they sucked at his skin while his tongue crept out to taste him. He loved staring down at those golden curls as Rozanov worked him up, getting him so close to begging as he— "Hey, what the—" Shane tugged at Rozanov's hair until he was staring up at him. "What the fuck Rozanov?" He was grinning back, his lips pink and wet while Shane had a blooming bruise on the inside of his thigh from where Rozanov had sucked a mark into him. "What? No one will see," he shrugged. Fucking shrugged. Like he hadn't just left a hickey on Shane in the middle of fucking November. "You know we fucking shower after the games, right?" he pulled at his thigh to get a better view of the mark and Rozanov just let out a laugh. "Okay," he shrugged. "So no one will see unless they are looking very, very closely." He kissed at the mark and Shane jerked his leg away as though the damage hadn't already been done. "Fuck off," he said with absolutely no malice in the words. Rozanov hummed in that deep rumbling tone of his, letting his tongue wet his bottom lip. "Is it such a big problem Hollander? Are you letting someone else in your team get so deep between your thighs?" He let his chin rest against Shane's leg as he stared up at him with an eyebrow cocked. Shane shook his head and scoffed. Okay, he did have to admit that it was in a very intimate spot. Like, so intimate that even Shane would probably have to strain to see it if he were standing up. "If they see," Rozanov continued with a playful spark in his eye. "You had better ask why they are staring at your dick in the shower." Yeah okay, so he had a point. "You did," Shane said softly, cocking an eyebrow. "Ah yes, well I wanted to fuck you," he shrugged, and Shane felt a surge of heat through him at the memory of it. God they had been so young. It had been hard to stop himself from looking, that desire in him wasn't new, but it was the first time that the opportunity was there. Well, there and staring back as it stroked it's own cock. But Shane hadn't thought he'd wanted that... what had he thought? That maybe he wanted a way to get off quickly, with someone who could be just as casual about it as he needed. He didn't think he'd be staring down at him between his legs five years later with god damned butterflies at the memory of their first time.
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don't ask (and i won't tell) by londonfoglatte (nimbus2003)
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-21
five times shane and ilya's friends have questions about gay sex -- and one time they wish they knew less. OR the Centaurs are a wonderful team. accepting. kind. curious. it's that last one that has Shane wondering if he’d rather be back in montreal, hiding in the closet, than here, making up for the failures of the Canadian sexual education system.
- Part 3 of hollanov 5+1
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When Silence Starts Speaking by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-20
Plagued with the issues of his family past and present, Ilya Rozanov finds himself in the media's eyes for all the wrong reasons recently with no end in sight. When the team decides enough is enough with the drinking and whoring, Ilya is suddenly faced with a new issue to tackle—team omega Shane Hollander. Shane is up for the task of getting the Russian alpha under control for the season, but are they both up for the unexpected heated connection between them that follows?
Note: Does contain spoilers for books 2 and 6 of the Game Changers series (Shane & Ilya's stories)
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the kitchen sink sundae by luvzosanxo
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-11-30
he could feel his face heating up and turning red before he opened his mouth because he was growing impatient with this teasing and taunting bullshit that could wait until they leave this kitchen. "okay, please do something — anything , please." "you want me to fuck you in the kitchen?" "iIya, please — fuck me or so god help me I'll kick you out for the- holy shit." or hollanov the fic where after the team wins a game and iIya comes back home to a pleasant surprise from his husband shane.
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“Have I ever told you how sexy you are in those glasses?” Shane’s nose wrinkles again, creasing his constellations of freckles, and his fingers reach up to touch the black frames. “You have. A few times,” Shane mumbles. His cheeks are flushed brilliantly pink, as soft and vibrant as fresh spring roses, and he moves to take the glasses off, but Ilya stills his hand and shakes his head. “I think you should leave them on,” Ilya purrs as he leans in and presses a kiss to Shane’s lips, which are parted out of mild confusion. When Ilya pulls back, Shane’s head tilts slightly. “But I don’t need them unless I’m reading,” Shane says, his confusion evident in the soft v of his brow and the downturning of his lips. “Shane,” he laughs, with Shane, never at him, and understanding dawns across Shane’s face. “Oh. You’re… into this.” -- OR, Ilya FINALLY fucks Shane with his glasses on.
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