An assortment of sex related injuries hollanov have sustained:
-Shane smashed his fingers in between the headboard and the wall one time (the jolt of pain that shot through him as Ilya kept pounding into him made him make a sound that was not entirely agony)
-some lube spilled on the hardwood floor and Ilya slipped and fell on his ass (cue Shane laughing his ass off until Ilya is not getting up for like ten seconds Should I call an ambulance? to which Ilya replies, panting heavily I AM FINE)
-so many instances of sprained adductors. like it’s a miracle that they manage to heal fully before Shane pulls them next time. And that’s not even taking into account the sprains he gets during hockey
-that one time Ilya got a hamstring cramp that wouldn’t go away for a couple of days (baby, have taken magnesium? yes. have you tried rolling it out? yes. do you want me to massage it out? yes 🥰)
-difficult to say how actually close and how many times Shane was to a concussion from banging his head on the headboards. This tally is also tainted by hockey to be fair.
-and you’d think with how hard they go, one of them should have broken his penis at least one time by now, but actually by some miracle neither of them have. which is a fact that Ilya manages to weave into any conversation with anyone with a broken limb (I’ve never broken any bones, you know, not even The Bone he says chuckling proudly, gesturing to his crotch)
















