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    "Holy shit, Rozanov," Shane moaned.

    He dropped his forehead onto his folded arms. His brow furrowed deeply as his mouth dropped open in ecstasy. The pleasure-pain threatened to overwhelm his senses completely.

    "It's good?" Rozanov asked from somewhere above him.

    "So fucking good," Shane slurred. "What are you doing to me?"

    A dark chuckle was all the reply that he got as the pressure at the base of his spine continued to build.

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    Or: Shane and Ilya never hook up at the CCM shoot or anytime after that. Instead, Ilya gets traded to Montreal during the 2013-2014 season. Shane discovers that Rozanov is a man of many talents after he accidentally becomes Shane's massage therapist.

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    19 Jul 2026

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    The kiss is tender, Shane slotting his lips over Ilya’s like they’re filling a space that’s been empty for far, far, too long. Their mouths mirror the way Shane cradles Ilya’s body, and yeah, fucking hell - they really are that, two puzzle pieces that just happen to also be people. Ilya wonders if they were born or created to fit this way - and if God and heaven exist, he decides that upon arrival at those pearlescent afterlife gates, Ilya will personally shake his, her, or their hand in gratitude for that divine design.

    In fact, for all of his soul-searching today - Ilya would happily define himself as a human born for the express purpose of fitting perfectly with the person of Shane Hollander. It may be the only thing he has ever done perfectly, and he’s okay with that.

    Suddenly, because Shane is definitely rubbing off on him, Ilya says:

    “I have an idea?”

    Shane keeps his arms tightly wrapped around him as he replies:

    “What?” His nose brushes Ilya’s, almost like his body needs to keep them connected while their mouths are occupied with that foolish business of talking as opposed to being linked in a kiss.

    Relatable, really.

    “Have you ever tried docking?”

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    05 Apr 2026

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    “So you did not take care of -” he gestures vaguely towards Shane’s groin.

    Shane shakes his head tightly. “I did not - take care of.”

    “Tsk, tsk,” Ilya says. “I will help. Just try not to come during competition, and I will take care of - you, later.”

    “Oh, please,” Shane rolls his eyes. “You think I’m going to come during a hockey competition?”

    Ilya’s expression grows more taunting before he turns to walk away. “Maybe. Maybe you are going to come watching me win a hockey competition. Untouched.”

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    05 Apr 2026

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    In fact, Ilya’s absolutely certain that if he lets a kiss happen right fucking now, it’ll mess so much with his poor, shredded, and damaged heart that he wouldn’t know what to do with it.

    So instead, he permits himself a small brush of Shane’s hair, on the pretense that he’s just pushing it out of his eyes, and then he steps out of the reach of Shane’s hand. Shane’s face immediately looks so crestfallen that Ilya blurts out:

    “Let me walk you to your room.”

    Like he’s - blyat, his fucking parent or they’re a couple in a 1950s movie, or something.

    Shane’s eyes darken and - fuck this is a bad idea.

    Just like everything else they do.

    Ilya motions at Shane to drink more water while he grabs a sanitizing wipe and walks over to the bike he’d been using earlier. There’s a little burble of laughter behind him, and he looks up from wiping the seat down to raise an eyebrow at Shane. 

    “What? I am practicing good gym behavior. I am not an asshole.”

    Shane’s face grows inordinately soft, then, and he says quietly:

    “No. You’re not.”

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    05 Apr 2026

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    No serious hockey fan or sports commentator worth their salt would have considered record-breaking Boston superstar Ilya Rozanov to be Shane Hollander’s rival exactly, but sleeping with a man who had a specific offense-related vendetta against him and a wrist shot like a jet engine to back it up was probably ill-advised just the same.

    Or, Shane is a goalie. Ilya can’t score.

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    Shane is a goalie