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    So many feelings, so much smut.

    Shane & Ilya navigates through new kinks as they grow into their sexual life together.

    Which might have a thing or two to do with Shane's newly aquired hot 'dad' bod.

    They're so raw, so vulnerable and so in love with each other.

    ⥼✦ ♡ ✦⥽

    This story is all about feeling safe and secure in a relationship.
    About growth & healing

    "Feels in a smut shaped box"
    This comment won my heart.

    I hope you enjoy!

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    24 May 2026

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    Luca Haas grew up idolizing two hockey legends: Ilya Rozanov and Shane Hollander.
    Now he’s on their team, skating beside them every day—and trying very hard not to embarrass himself in front of his captain.

    Unfortunately, Luca has never been particularly good at hiding his crush.

    Ilya notices everything.
    Shane notices too.

    Eventually, curiosity turns into an invitation.

     

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    The handprints keep flashing in his mind. Dark against Shane’s skin. Fingers splayed. Too deliberate to be an accident.

    Bruises happen. Hockey players bruise like breathing is involuntary. Like ice is cold.

    But those had not been from a hit or a fall or a puck to the wrong place.

    Those were hands.

    Ilya’s hands.

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    03 Apr 2026

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    “You’re so fucking good for me, Щеночек.” Puppy

    Shane nods fast and loose, the praise making the buzz beneath his skin grow more and more intense.

    “Why don’t I get to call you puppy?” Shane gasps out after a few seconds, his lips and chin slick with his own spit and his voice hoarse from Rozanov’s hand on his vocal chords. Rozanov’s hand barely falters against his neck, but a low groan escapes his mouth.

    “You– hah– you listen just as well as I do. I ask you to bend me over the couch and you– fuck, you just fucking did it. You’d do– do anything I asked, huh? You’re good for me too, puppy.”

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    or: that 2 second scene from episode 4 where Ilya bends Shane over his couch, now with with d/s dynamics and puppy play (kinda?)

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    29 Mar 2026

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    God, Shane never wanted to be mad at him. He hadn’t wanted to continue it. He had wanted to play, too, to suspend reality and just let himself believe that this room was his whole world, that he could talk to Rozanov, play with Rozanov, that nothing else mattered. And the champagne in his blood, the looseness it brought to his shoulders, the ease it granted his brain made it so he could merely sniff in the extra moisture in his nose, blink away the wetness in his eyes, and look up at Rozanov like they were normal, like nothing else had been said. “Why would God take a call from you, Rozanov?” he had said, voice small but brave.

    Rozanov had finally grinned, had let Shane see his beautiful teeth. Shane had wanted to be bit, in that moment, all over. “He knows me,” had been his response.

    Shane had sniffed again, had looked down at Rozanov’s shoes, how one of them was gently stepping onto Shane’s foot. An anchor. “God’s not gonna take a call from you.”

    “Hm. Why?”

    His chest had felt warm. “Because you’re evil.”

    or, Shane's drunk, and yearning for Ilya Rozanov is inescapable, and probably bad for him

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    28 Jan 2026

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    “Hollander. Relax. So you lost one game,” Ilya said. “Big deal. Win next time.”
    “It is a big deal,” Shane said. His hands were clenched tightly into fists. “It’s not just the game. You know I can’t afford to fuck up like this, not this close to playoffs. It’s a pretty big deal. Fuck. And it’s my fault. I wasn’t focused. I can play better than that, and I just… didn’t.” 
    “Okay, your fault, so what?” Ilya shrugged. “You think you should be punished for this?” 

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    26 Jan 2026