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  1. “Eyes on me.” There is a sharp satisfaction as those eyes lift immediately to meet his again. “I need your name.” The man’s lashes flutter. “Shane, sir.” Ilya nods and lets his hand move through Shane’s hair. It is soft, and Shane leans into the touch, eyes closing briefly as if the contact alone is enough to ground him. The response is so natural that it gives Ilya pause. “Tell me about your limits.” Ilya doubts he is going to be close to any limits tonight, as Shane looks like he already had a pretty rough night. But he still needs to ask, good hygiene. A small smile appears on Shane’s face, he looks at Ilya deeply, eyes not wandering away as he speaks, “There are no limit, sir.” He looks at the disbelief appearing on Ilya’s face and offers, “I’m the house slave.” Or, Ilya didn’t come for attachment, but Shane, bruised, obedient, and unraveling, becomes the one thing he can’t leave broken.

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  2. Ilya suggests it a few days after Shane had come so hard he almost choked for real: the dildo they had suctioned to the headboard halfway down his throat, Ilya deep in his guts from behind.

    "You want Marly to fuck your face at the All-Star game?"

    Cliff keeps sending links to threesome porn. Ilya gets an idea.

    "The doors will open on both sides of the train. Thank you for riding the T."

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  3. be good by

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    2026-08-12

    “Such a good boy,” Ilya says suddenly.

    He’s surprised. Ilya likes to taunt him in bed the same way he taunts Shane on the ice; by being cocky, mean, and a little bit cruel. He enjoys getting a rise out of Shane while Shane likes to pretend to be annoyed by it. It’s a thing they do.

    This is not their thing.

    Or, Shane finds it difficult to ask for what he wants. Ilya has no problems understanding him anyway.

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  4. Today 3:57 PM

    Jane: Hey so. I need you to sext me like a girl

    Today 10:18 PM

    Lily: what

    …

    Or, Shane Hollander becomes Captain of the Metros, Ilya officially hates Hayden Pike, and there’s a new “girl” coming to the Montreal Met-Hoes chat.

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  5. This boy would kill him. This gorgeous, precious and kinky boy will be his downfall, and Ilya will not even resist. “Yes moya lyubov. My little slut, only mine. No one else can have you, no one else is allowed to even look at you, yes? Only me.” “Yes, God. Only ever you.” Shane whined, throwing an arm over his face. “No no no, none of that now.” Ilya firmly pulled his arm away from his face, before pulling both of them up above his head, holding them there with one hand, “You cannot say such filth, and then get shy on me Hollander.” OR The Hollanov BDSM Mafia AU fic that my depraved brain has come up with.

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  6. Ilya smirks. "To make each other come?"

    Still caged in by Ilya's arms, Shane squirms. "Yes. That."

    "Yes, I am aware. Is one of my favourite parts."

    "Well, uh, I was thinking," Shane shifts on his feet, blushing all pretty across his cheeks as he considers his words. "What if... you didn't... do that."

    "Didn't call you?"

    Shane looks aghast at the mere suggestion. "No! No, no, I mean, uh– what if you didn't... come?"

    "For four days?"

    At the end of the hockey season, Ilya is invited to Cliff's 4-day long bachelor party. He's not exactly looking forward to being away from Shane, but his husband keeps him going with unique, sinful ideas each day. There's just one simple problem – Ilya isn't allowed to come.

    Written for Sub Top Ilya Week, Day 7 – Phone Sex and Sexting, Orgasm Control

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  7. If Ilya Rozanov was set to be branded for life in the space above his butt crack, he was damn well going to pay a premium for it.

    Booking with one of the most exclusive tattoo studios in North America was the easy bit.

    Having his brain melted into oblivion by Shane Hollander’s steady hands and even steadier voice was decidedly not part of the plan.

    Or, the one where tattoo artist Shane is very good at giving instructions.

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  8. Shane Hollander has been keeping his sexuality hidden from the world his entire life. He has even successfully hidden it from himself for a very long time to a point where he still isn’t convinced that he is gay. Just curious. (it might just be a phase) In order to figure out for sure, he has been convinced to go to a very private and safe queer sexclub, where he can explore without fear of getting outed.
    There is only one problem. The owner of the club is a super-hot, Russian man that won’t stop flirting with Shane, shattering Shane’s idea of him liking men just being a phase.

    • Part 6 of
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  9. Cliff Marleau suddenly materialises at the table next to Ilya. The girl he was with before is still on the floor, now dancing with some other girls, probably the friends she came here with. “You’re actually here?” He asks, disbelieving.

    “Hello, Ilya. How are you, Ilya. It’s so nice to see you, Ilya.” Ilya responds, sarcasm dripping off every word, sliding his phone back into his pocket.

    “Yeah, yeah, sure. But like, you’re here.” Marleau dismisses him with a wave of his hand, leaning over him to reach for one of the beers. “Thought for sure you’d be with Jane, man.”

    In Ilya’s ear, Shane moans, all drawn out and breathy. “Fuck, Ilya.”

    Ilya smirks at Marleau. “Jane is busy at the moment, Marly.”

    OR:

    Ilya is out celebrating a win and he keeps coming up with reasons to stay later and later. The team finds this unusual cause he’d usually be racing to leave to meet up with Montreal Girl™.

    The team’s a little worried thinking Ilya somehow fumbled Montreal Girl™ and agreed to go along with his ideas.

    Meanwhile, Shane’s tied up on the bed with a vibrating buttplug that Ilya’s controlling on his phone.

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  10. Shane Hollander is hockey’s closeted golden boy with everything to hide. Ilya Rozanov is a professional Dom with everything to lose and an expired visa.

    Through their arrangement at a discreet Montreal kink bar, where NDAs protect secrets and sessions are charged per hour, they discover the most dangerous thing isn’t being caught—it’s wanting more than those hours allow.

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  11. Rather than give him the joint, Ilya takes it back between his own lips and sucks in a deep breath, the tip glowing as he does so. Then, before Shane can process it, he’s reaching up and sliding one large hand around the back of Shane’s neck, pulling him down so their lips meet. Shane gasps softly, and Ilya takes the opportunity to blow smoke into his open and waiting mouth. Oh, God. Are you there? It’s me, Shane Hollander. We’ve had our differences, but I think I’d like to convert for real this time. I’m ready. Open the pearly white gates. I’m coming up. Shane goes to a house party, gets high, then gets on his knees. bon appetite now a multi-chapter saga bc i couldn't help myself

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  12. Maria is shaken by another wave of laughter. “He got back together with his hockey man during playoffs. You beautiful idiot.”

    “And what does that mean?”

    Kip sighs. “They have this, like, superstition, I guess. That you’re not allowed to have sex during playoffs or you’ll lose your games. Or whatever.”

    Shawn laughs, sounding a little bit evil. “How long do playoffs last?”

    “Don’t ask,” Kip replies darkly.

    -
    Five times Kip and Scott work around the rules and one time they don’t have to.

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  13. Pay Attention by

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    “Are you sure about this, malysh?” Ilya asks. Shane’s face is bright red, but he nods. “What if you need to tap out? Will you be able to?” “I don't… I don't know.” Shane says truthfully. “But… I want to experience it.” Ilya thinks for a moment. He's skeptical, but what Shane wants, Shane gets. “Then we will have to have a deeper discussion about boundaries.” Shane swallows thickly, but nods. Ilya is right. They've got the basics down, mastered it, even. But to be drugged and fucked with barely any sense of what's going on, that requires more discussion. “Yeah, o-okay.” Or: Shane wants to try being drugged. And fucked. Ilya has plans for him.

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  14. Ilya can have Shane whenever he wants.

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  15. Hayden decides to bring in a little extra help to bring some heat back to his and Jackie's love life.

    OR: Cliff Marleau gives Jackie Pike what she deserves, and Hayden has to watch.

    Disclaimer: Having a threesome with Cliff Marleau is not guaranteed to fix your love life with your spouse.

    (but it’s probably worth a try)

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  16. Sneakers off, rope in his hands, he steps silently into Shane’s (their) room, avoiding any potential sound. The real problem is that this is a one-time thing. If he fails on the first leg of the plan, getting into Shane's room undiscovered, they will have a nice night anyway, but the surprise would be ruined because Ilya is almost sure that Shane doesn’t think it’s really going to happen. Shane is not aware of how far Ilya would go, so he has everything he could even dream about. Shane just has to ask, and Ilya would move the goddamned moon from its axis to get him happy. Even if that happiness involves him breaking and entering their home. or a home invasion cnc roleplay fic.

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  17. “I should go,” Shane says. His voice is low. Controlled. Like it costs him something to say it.
    Ilya doesn’t move out of his way.
    —
    OR: Ilya is training for the priesthood when vampire Shane Hollander walks into his church — and temptation follows.

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  18. Five ways the Hollander-Rozanov clan didn’t meet the McCall pack, and one way the McCall pack met them.

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  19. “You will each get seven minutes,” Ilya said as he paced in front of them. “You can do anything you like with him. The one rule is that you cannot let him come. Only I get to do that. I will start the timer when you go in. When the timer goes off, you stop and come out here. After you have all had your turn, I will go last.”

    Or: Shane gets passed around like a blunt in a game of Seven Minutes in Heaven

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  20. “Fuck, that’s good. You feel so good,” Shane moans above him.

    He pulls him down again, and this time he holds him there, his hands firm on Ilya’s head. Instinctively, Ilya fights it, his throat spasming around the intrusion, and he tries to pull off, but Shane holds him there.

    “Ah, ah. No. That’s not how you say it’s too much. You tap my leg, remember?”

    ---

    Immediate sequel to 'I Keep Telling Myself, I'm not the Desperate Type'
    Stoner frat boy Ilya x cool, jock Shane

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