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“Do you know this name, ‘Shane Hollander’?”
The kid looked at Shane, chewing his lip and frowning a little, before turning back to Rozanov. “I think so, yes.”
“Who is he?
“Uh… a hockey player?”
“No,” Rozanov said in a harsh, cutting tone. “He is no one. Because he is on my ice. Understand?”To help with his edge control, the Metros' coach recommends Shane take figure skating lessons with someone named Ilya Rozanov. Rozanov is rude, abrasive, and insists he will only teach Shane in a group class for kids. Shane, a rookie hell-bent on proving himself and unwilling to disappoint his coach, refuses to give up despite how much Rozanov tries to humiliate him each lesson.
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14 Jun 2026
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Shane turns the exact shade of ripe cherries in the summer whenever he’s around Ilya.
Cherry red becomes Ilya’s favourite colour.Bookmarked by takingbacksunday
12 Jun 2026
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here, kitty kitty by lizee
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
09 Jun 2026
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“Hollander,” Ilya replied stiffly, trying his best to school his tone. “You never call me.”
“I need–nngh–“ he panted out.
Ilya froze, all of the questions in his head like “What are you doing?” and “Why are you calling me?” and “Why haven’t we spoken in so long?” immediately dissipating because that didn’t matter, not when it sounded like–
“Are…are you touching yourself, Hollander?” Ilya asked, voice dropping low.
“N-no,” Shane whimpered and fuck he missed hearing him like this. His thready breaths alone made Ilya grab at his sheets, his dick immediately perking up in interest. “I’m not–I’m not touching. I’m–fuck–”
“You’re what?” Ilya demanded. “Finish the sentence.”
“I’m humping a pillow.” The admission hung heavy in the air, and for a split second, Ilya lost all ability to speak.
Shane Hollander wakes up with a vagina and can't get himself off. He calls the one person who can help him.
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12 Jun 2026
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On a Thursday, a video of Canadian star hockey player Shane Hollander goes viral on the internet. The video was taken on the previous Sunday, and it’s not what anybody expects. It’s not a sex tape, or a drunken fight in a bar, or any of the other videos that have been captured of others in the league, but instead, it seems to be a sneakily filmed video of Hollander confronting his former teammates.
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08 Jun 2026
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Shane climbs on top of him then, swinging a muscular thigh over Ilya’s shoulder, and then he’s seated on Ilya’s chest, his knees framing Ilya’s head, leaning back so he can still look down and lock eyes with him. “You can do this, can’t you? Just be good and keep that mouth open for me. Let me grind on your tongue, make myself feel good since you can’t do it.”
And it’s a lie, of course it is, both of them know Ilya was making Shane feel so good he couldn’t even handle it, but fuck. Ilya nods, desperate and dizzy with it, opening his mouth already, showing his tongue off to Shane like he’s proving himself, look at me, I can follow commands, I can open my mouth for you, I can stick my tongue out and pant for you like a fucking dog, he thinks.
“Fuck, you look stupid,” is the last thing Shane says before he lifts his hips up, taking his weight off of Ilya’s chest, and lowers himself down until his cheeks are smothering Ilya, until Ilya’s tongue is right against his hole, warm and engulfing, and Shane’s balls are resting heavy on his face.
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Part 3 of pathetic, loser, stoner, frat bro Ilya x cool, confident, slightly mean jock Shane
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06 Jun 2026