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slash and burn by eleadore
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
21 Mar 2026
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Shane had everything he'd ever wanted, plus a girlfriend. Ilya Rozanov was not his problem.
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21 Mar 2026
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crystal, come right in by weeb_grass
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
21 Feb 2026
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“You're being cruel, Ilya. Please just— stop.”
Pain blooms across Ilya's expression, a brief lapse in form. He's quick to recover, furrowing his brow and pursing his lips, like Shane’s made more than a simple request, like he's got Rose Landry here in his lap, parading her around like Ilya has with all his women since rookie year. Like he has any right to that pain.
“Oh, so this is what it takes to make you say my name without freaking out.”
Or: Shane does not go home with Rose after the club.
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10 Mar 2026
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Ilya stretches, back pressing against the glass of the shower door, then peeling away with a sharp, wet slurp. “No sex for playoffs is stupid idea. Like I tell you, Hollander, all these rituals are sign of a weak mind.”
Five times Ilya and Shane almost had sex but didn't, plus the one time they almost didn't...
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09 Mar 2026
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Not Bad for a Rookie by chaentics for inkingbrushes
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
29 Jan 2026
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“Tell me about your dream again,” Ilya says.
It’s two in the fucking morning, and Shane’s body is already worked up from Ilya’s palm kneading his thigh, his lips brushing against Shane’s hipbone. Hasn’t even had his cock touched yet. He’s been hard for half an hour, and Ilya has done absolutely nothing to help him. Wine-tipsy and warm all over, Shane had let Ilya lay him on his back, stripping him slowly: t-shirt pushed to his armpits, Ilya’s mouth chasing the hem, pulling it over his head. Too slow for Shane’s liking, Ilya unzipped Shane’s pants, shimmying them down his thighs, tongue flat against the soft skin on the inside of his left thigh, leaving it wet. Ilya’s breath prickled cold, rippling through the rest of his body.
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05 Mar 2026
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And Shane wants to let go. He wants to let go so bad, but he can’t help but feel like something bad will happen if he does, that the universe is somehow going to punish him for this, that everyone will be able to read this submission on his face and deprive him of everything he worked so hard for.
As if reading his mind: “Just us in here,” says Rozanov, glancing around for emphasis, voice a solid, anchoring whisper.
God, Shane wants. Shane wants so much that it hurts, makes his whole body ache with emptiness, and what he wants more than anything after to be held and pushed into – by Rozanov – is to listen and submit – to Rozanov. He wants Rozanov, and it should be scary, but all he feels right now is a want, an impenetrable need that makes him swallow around glass shards stuck in his throat and slowly put his palms flush on the floor in front of his knees, watching Rozanov like he’s in a trance.
or, being the best might be starting to take its toll on Shane, and Ilya knows how to help
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03 Mar 2026