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the coast is clear by WriteThroughTheNight
Fandom Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
17 Mar 2026
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Shane has been covering up his soulmark for as long as Ilya has known him.
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a drag path, etched in the surface by justhockey
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
09 Jan 2026
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It kind of looks like junk, at first. Just a random collection of items, like the lost property box at the arena for things the cleaners find after games. But Shane quickly realises that the collection isn’t random at all.
No, this is a box of memories.
Ilya’s memories of Shane.
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Such A Pretty Face (On A Pretty Neck) by NoCoastPosts
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types, Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
26 Mar 2026
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"You are not the only one who enjoyed it," Ilya reminds him, trailing kisses up the outside of his arm. "I am curious. About how much of this you will let me have. How much you will let me take." He makes it to Shane's neck, nips lightly at his pulse when presented with a bared throat. "It should not make me so crazy. But it does."
And Shane - Shane can't really argue with that. He knows that Ilya delights in finding Shane's sexual boundaries and seeing how far Shane will push them. He knows that he derives equal pleasure from it every single time, no matter how initially hesitant he feels.
It makes it much easier to say, "Okay, yeah."
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It started with a simple remark during a daily chore. Neither of them could have predicted how much it would grow from there.
or, Ilya and Shane stumble upon a shared interest in feminization kink. This is how it plays out.
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Let Me Worship You Ruined by xuanlake
Fandoms: 天官赐福 | Heaven Official's Blessing (Cartoon), 天官赐福 - 墨香铜臭 | Tiān Guān Cì Fú - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 天官赐福 | Heaven Official's Blessing (Webcomic)
02 Jan 2026
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After 800 years, three deaths, and an eternity of restraint, Hua Cheng finally takes what he’s starved for: His God. Highness. His wife. Spread open and trembling beneath him, slick with want.
He’s spent lifetimes worshipping from a distance. Bleeding in battlefields for the god, carving statues in the dark, spilling himself on cold stone altars with nothing but the memory of his god’s body to keep him sane. He’s been patient.
But not tonight.
Tonight, devotion gives way to hunger. Worship turns filthy. Reverence turns ruinous.
And his god doesn’t even flinch. He begs for it.