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    Most of the time, Ilya doesn’t pick on him about it. Partly because Ilya knows when to pick and choose his battles, and any battle relating to a Shane routine is lost before it starts – but mainly because the little sleepy snuffling sounds that he insists he doesn’t make because he’s not sleeping, he’s meditating, so shut the fuck up, are really fucking cute.

    But sometimes, Ilya wants – needs – his husband’s undivided attention in their last few moments of peace before another loud, hectic, and exhausting day full of other people stealing it.

    Or maybe annoying Shane just enough to get him to slam the door a little bit too hard on his way out of the car, to give Ilya one quick dose of his adorable angry kitten face, is Ilya’s own form of morning meditation.

    “Shane.”

    Shane starts a bit, but otherwise doesn’t move or open his eyes. “Hmm?”

    “What sport would you play if you were more athletic?

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    or, five times ilya makes shane feel less like a passenger princess and more like a passenger prisoner
    + one time ilya lets shane take the driver’s seat

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    21 Jun 2026

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    Shane is in a post-game interview when his world stops.

    He’s just answered a question about Montreal’s offensive strategy going into the game. Clean passes, avoid penalties, draw defenders wide. It had worked and the Voyagers had beat Colorado soundly, 4-1. Shane had scored two of the goals and assisted on a third.

    Usually, Shane would be eager to boast about the win to Ilya. But ever since their fight- since Ilya told Shane to leave- winning feels hollow. Losing feels better, somehow. As if Shane deserves to lose after being so selfish. Ilya gave up everything for him- his home, his team, and to some extent- his happiness. Hockey. Ilya gave up hockey- good hockey- for Shane.

    A ripple goes through the room of reporters. Shane swears he hears the word ‘Ottawa’ and ‘crash’. But no one is paying attention to him anymore.

    “What’s going on?” he asks into the microphone, feeling strange at the role reversal. Usually, he’s the one being asked questions.

    No one answers. And this time he knows that he hears the word ‘Ottawa’ and ‘Centaurs’.

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    Shane rushes to Ilya after the almost plane crash. Their secret is no longer a secret.

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    19 Jun 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 67

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    "Ilya’s face falls, his usual cocky smirk he perpetually wears in bed is nowhere to be seen. “I do not want to hurt you.” The way he says it makes Shane’s chest tighten.

    “You won’t.” You can’t, he wants to say. “What about you?” He reaches with the hand he’s allowed to move and once again cups it around Ilya’s bad knee. “Is this position okay for you? I can ride you?” Shane hasn’t been on top yet; preferring to give all the control to Rozanov. But he’s been practicing with his dildo, and if it would be more comfortable for him, why not give it a try?

    “I’m fine, Hollander.” He swats Shane’s hand away. “We will fuck like this. Want to see you...” Shane’s breath hitches. “… in case it hurts.” He adds because of course that’s what he meant. Not because he wants to look into Shane’s eyes. Not because this isn’t anything but meaningless, ill-advised sex."

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    AKA - How pain and injuries affect Shane & Ilya's sex life over the years!

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    17 Jun 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 9

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    The plan to get Ilya to fuck him on his bike was going swimmingly, as far as Shane was concerned, even if they were eleven weeks into the whole thing. With sex this good, who could really complain? Not Shane, certainly. Not when he was getting taken apart by the love of his life like he was the finest meal to exist.

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    Or, Shane and Ilya fuck on the dining table.

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    17 Jun 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 44

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    “Is too much,” Ilya mumbled, his face half hidden in the pillow.

    “Yeah?” Shane pressed his chest flush to Ilya’s back and nipped at his ear. “You want me to stop?” He brought his hand up to tease at the crack of Ilya’s ass with his knuckle and smirked as Ilya whimpered again and pushed back against his fingers. “What was that?”

    “More, please.”

    “Mmm, good.” Shane kissed Ilya’s cheek. “I was just getting started.”

    or, three orgasms before nine in the morning. Happy 35th Birthday, Ilya Rozanov.

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    15 Jun 2026