gainsey

- Shane full tummy

- Shane full tummy and it’s so full it’s a little achy

- Shane full tummy and Ilya’s rubbing it

- Shane full tummy in tight shirt

- Shane full tummy in no shirt

- Shane full tummy spilling over waistband

- Shane full tummy sticking up when he’s laying down on his back

- Shane full tummy but it’s full of liquid and it’s wobbling and sloshing when he moves

- Shane full tummy getting soaped up in the shower

- Shane full tummy resting on the counter

- Shane full tummy and he has the hiccups and he’s groaning and holding the sides

- Shane full tummy resting in his lap

- Shane full tummy pressed up against the glass wall of the shower while Ilya fucks him

- Shane full tummy after breakfast first thing in the morning

- Shane full tummy that got a little sunburnt at the fullest point and he’s rubbing aloe on it

- Shane full tummy floating in an inner tube in the pool

- Shane full tummy poking out of sweater

- Shane full tummy and Ilya’s being a little mean to it

- Shane full tummy getting kisses

- Shane full tummy seat reclined in car

- Shane full tummy and Ilya’s running the backs of his knuckles over the side

- Shane full tummy and he’s lifting it and letting it drop

- Shane full tummy hanging down when he’s on his hands and knees taking it from the back

- Shane full tummy jostling in time with Ilya’s thrusts

- Shane full tummy when he’s getting fucked on his back

- Shane full tummy pooling on the bed when he’s laying on his side

- Shane full tummy when he’s trying to bend down around it to get something on the ground

- Shane full tummy when he’s trying to pretend it’s not as full as it is

yes. and now i am replying scenes in my brain through a fat lens. the tuna meltdown is the first time ilya prepares food for shane. ilya feeds him, maybe even overfeeds him. shane’s inner freak is so turned on but his inner avoidant is terrified.

yummy and angsty to think of shane still running away in this situation, or maybe ilya is able to keep him too stuffed to run away from his feelings lol choose your own adventure

ohh my god YES… picturing shane finished his sandwich and ilya’s like “you like it?” and shane’s like “uhh yeah, it’s good,” and ilya nods and gets up from the sofa, and shane hears him rustle around in the kitchen for a moment, and then he’s back sitting closer to shane and holding out a plate with another sandwich expectantly. “oh,” shane says awkwardly. “no, i didn’t mean—i mean, it’s good and all, thanks, but i’m full.” and ilya just stares at him steadily and says, “eat, hollander. is good for you.” and shane’s cheeks get a little hot, and what the hell, the sandwich was pretty damn good, so he picks up another half from ilya’s plate and takes a bite. ilya’s eyes are completely locked on shane as he eats the sandwich. and its weird, of course it’s weird, but it’s also stirring something in shane that he can’t name. he keeps eating until his stomach is starting to protest a little bit, then leaves the last bit of crust and cheese on the plate and swipes his hands on his shirt. he’s about to say something—another thank you or a comment about the buffalo game that’s still playing on the tv in front of them—but when he opens his mouth, ilya calmly picks up the remaining bit of sandwich and places it on shane’s tongue.

shane’s gaze flicks immediately to rozanov’s, expecting to see something teasing, some levity or smugness in his eyes. but there isn’t. there’s only a quiet intensity, the heat behind it steady as a radiator. without meaning to, shane parts his mouth a little wider. he can taste rozanov’s fingers, skin and salt, the smooth line of nail, and rozanov presses the sandwich in deeper before withdrawing his fingers in a slow, easy drag. shane chews mechanically, bread mashing between his teeth, and swallows. rozanov’s hand is on his jaw. rozanov’s eyes are hearth-bright and his thumb is brushing a crumb from the corner of shane’s lips into the open part of his mouth, lingering on his lower lip. “good,” ilya says simply. approvingly. pleased.

but something in shane’s gut is turning over, something more than the overfull bolus of food. something that feels like panic, like putting your hand too close to the fire and only withdrawing when you’ve already been burned.

“i’m sorry,” he says, standing up so swiftly that the plate slips back to the floor with a crash. “i can’t—i can’t do this.”

first of all, sweet anon, i am in love with you, chubby shane + locker room teasing is DELECTABLE

secondly ohhhhhh the metros i see i see

i do think you’ve got two distinct flavours to work with here. i am very very charmed by the centaurs concept bc yes it’s pretty crack-y (they definitely would NOT mention shane gaining weight in such an obvious way) but the good-natured affectionate poking and belly-patting of it all is SO hot to me personally (and to shane in his wildest dreams lol)

anon this ask genuinely had me like

BECAUSE HOW COULD I FORGET #myshane’s absolutely foundational sexual fantasy is being passed around the locker room like a blunt so of course teammates x wg teasing would make him so hard so fast he gets dizzyyyyy

i have SO many thoughts, we must consider:

shane coming back after the offseason having gotten pretty chubby thanks to ilya encouraging him to eat and eat and eat some more while they were at the cottage and bood comes right over to poke his belly that the tight compression top is doing nothing at all to hide like “jesus hollander what was rozanov feeding you over the summer” and shane is blushing soooo hard and then to make matters worse he’s putting on his uniform but it’s a bit of a squeeze and one of the big team enforcers pinches a love handle that’s pushing over the side and says, smirking “hey you need to borrow some of my kit until you get get a new size?”

and after the first practice they all have a bbq at bood’s to celebrate and everyone keeps bringing shane more food and laughing like “damn hollander can really put it away, guess that’s where all this came from” while patting his belly that’s getting rounded and rounder with every plate, but it’s like he just can’t help it, if someone’s giving him more, he’s going to eat it, however full he is

and i have to throw all stars into the mix too bc that opens things out to some other key players, i have a real soft spot for the hollanov + scott hunter (+ kip) group sex possibilities, especially where shane had such a big childhood crush on scott and scott still calls him “rook” even when shane’s in his 30s. so scott sees shane on the first day of the asg and is like “damn, rook, seems like you’ve been eating well” and shane nearly blacks out as scott squeezes a handful of his belly with a grin and says “you were so skinny when we first met and now look, it kinda suits you”

plus CARTER VAUGHN my beloved ray of sunshine, he’s pushing his leftovers onto shane at every meal like “hey buddy i’m done you want the rest?” and shane tries to protest but carter’s like “no don’t worry about it, besides you clearly have quite the appetite don’t you?” patting shane’s gut that’s straining the buttons of his shirt

https://archiveofourown.org/works/84886396/chapters/224053841

Chapters: 3/? Fandom: Heated Rivalry (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Shane Hollander/Ilya Rozanov Characters: Shane Hollander, Ilya Rozanov, Ensemble Cast As Needed Additional Tags: Weight Gain, Body Worship, Foreplay, Chubby Ilya Rozanov, “Chubby”…Well…, Autistic Shane Hollander, It’s all about those sensory details, Porn Without Plot Without Real Porn, Feeding, Feeding Kink, Belly Kink, Light Dom/Sub, Retirement, Weightlifting, Erotic Gym Content, Powerlifting as Foreplay, Size Difference, Good Quality Food, Making him Big (and strong), on that Russian Bear Agenda

Ilya laughs, swats at him. “Yuna!” He calls, “Your son is trying to make me fat!”