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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.”
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Or: the missing hotel room scene in Florida after Shane comforts Ilya.
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15 Apr 2026
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It’s the alcohol, Shane thinks, and all this talk of marrying someone for citizenship, that somehow lands him in Ilya’s bed, role-playing as his newly wedded wife.
It’s all just pretend, of course.
Even if Shane and Ilya both enjoy playing their roles a little too well.
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11 Apr 2026
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happy wife, happy life by lipstickliterature
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
09 Feb 2026
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When Shane was displeased with Ilya, there was a certain intensity in his speech that called to Ilya like a siren song, dragging him to an early grave with its vehemence. His voice would pitch higher, bossy and prissy and so stridently righteous it should be intolerable.
But Ilya was, for all intents and purposes, a whore. And nothing made him harder than his husband putting him in his place.
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or, 5 times ilya ragebaits shane because being yelled at by his husband turns him on, +1 time shane realizes he’s doing it on purpose.
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05 Apr 2026
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Russians do not blush. Russians do not get sick. Ilya gets concussions. He gets stitches. He skates on cracked ribs and calls it fine. He does not get sick. Which is why, when he wakes up at three in the morning in the middle of June, shaking so hard his teeth knock together, his first instinct is irritation.
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02 Apr 2026
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And suddenly, filling his entire screen, Rozanov was grinning into the camera with a row of bloody teeth. His lip was split. When he wiped his mouth with the back of his bare hand, it came away streaked with red. He spat the rest onto the ice with an awful smile and a wink before getting to his feet.
Jane: Can you stay in the dressing room?
Lily: Are you asking or telling?
Jane: You hate being told what to do.
Lily: Not when it's you
Jane: Stay.
Jane: You looked really fucking good taking that hit.
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01 Apr 2026