DisgruntledPelican



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    Four times Ilya Rozanov reminded everyone exactly who the fuck they were dealing with (spoiler: still an asshole, still elite, still not going anywhere), and one time he didn’t have to be anything except soft.

    Or being out didn’t make him nicer. Being married didn’t make him softer. Being older didn’t make him weaker. And being a father? Well. That’t when things get complicated.

    (He’s really good at that last part. Don’t tell anyone.)

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    26 Jan 2026

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    Ottawa face Montreal away from home ice, and for the first time in eleven years, Shane Hollander is not in red and blue.

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    Ilya watches Shane battle his old teammates and fails to stay calm about it.

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    26 Jan 2026

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    It's the "We didn't even kiss" scene that's all you need to know. The first few hundred words cover scenes we’ve seen (the awards show, the bathroom) and then diverge.
    (og title was Teach Me How to Love.)

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    26 Jan 2026

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    “First, I ravish you,” Ilya murmurs, his lips brushing Shane’s bruised ribs, sending goosebumps rippling across his skin. “Apologize for injury I gave.”

    Shane’s breath hitches as Ilya’s hand slides down his body toward his ass. He can barely breathe when that rough fingertip brushes his hole, and it’s not because of the bruised ribs.

    “And then?” he asks, voice breathless.

    Ilya looks up, eyes dark and heavy with desire. He presses one final kiss to the marred skin before digging his fingers deeper into Shane’s skin, making him gasp.

    “And then, I give you new bruises. Better ones to remind you of me.”

    or; Ilya feels bad for being rough with Shane on ice… Shane, on the other hand, is kinda into it.

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    25 Jan 2026

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    “It was in 2013. The first time, we were in that stupid apartment of yours in Montreal. So many pillows, you hired someone to decorate. I knew it was your first time, like that, with anybody. I wanted to make it good for you so badly. I’d thought a lot about it. I’d planned for it, like I never would have for anybody else I’ve been with. I didn’t expect— I didn’t realize how right it would be. I wanted to stay, I wanted to stay in that bed forever just to hold you.”

    “Holy shit,” Shane says.

    Ilya sighs, glares at him. “You have got to stop saying that in response to my romantic declarations. Is bad for my nerves.”

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    24 Jan 2026