experiencing Extreme Emotions about shane being a little bit nervous about getting edgy about sharing space with someone with no breaks at the cottage because he truly has NEVER done that before. like, sure, yeah, when he was a kid he shared a house with his parents, but they also 100% let him wander off and have alone time with no questions. and then at 18 he moved out and immediately started living alone. he shares rooms with hayden when they're on the road, but they both have an understanding that sometimes shane wanders off to be by himself or they both just sit in silence doing their own thing.
but he's never spent longer than a few hours with ilya before. he doesn't actually know how sharing a space with him is going to feel. and yeah, he's excited about it, but he also knows himself. with EVERYONE he eventually feels the need to get a break and be alone and reset and what if ilya thinks it's weird or what if he gets insulted and wants to leave or what if-
but then...he doesn't feel the need to escape.
it turns out that being with ilya when they have things in the open is actually really comfortable?? and enjoyable?? and he doesn't feel tense or like there's a timer in the back of his head counting down until he needs to be alone?? it turns out that being with ilya is as comfortable as being by himself?? it might even be MORE comfortable?? holy shit?? that was a possibility the whole time??
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i love for ilya to be super selfindulgent abt his own cock. he loves looking at it, he gets a head rush from looking at it go inside shane and he loves doing that (he does this a lot in canon WOHOOOO). he loves making shane talk abt it "you love that big cock huh? tell me" all demanding while fucking him or maybe sometimes in a slow grind and superduper sweetly too. "i love your big cock" shane slurs and HE DOESSS so much
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it doesn't count as crying if you don't let the tears fall~
a chance encounter between shane hollander and irina rozanova, inspired by a couple fics i read a while back with a similar premise (small serendipity by the_hemlocked and soulmates by justaromanticfool)
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Recalling the first day of filming, Tierney says that after seeing the pair excel in the emotional wringer, his own “nerves were out the window, I knew I could throw anything at those guys.”
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fluff? on mymansmoon? it's more likely than you think.
it's the year following s1. ilya is still in boston and shane is in montreal. they've just played a game against each other in boston and shane is staying over at ilya's house. after dinner they have a little fight about who's going to handle the dishes and ilya wins, play-snarling and biting at shane. shane rolls his eyes; ilya tells him to go into the living room and turn on the TV or something. so he does. settles into one corner of the couch. bundled top to toe in ilya's clothes: hoodie, sweats, socks. (he prefers his own, texturally, but he liked the principle of using everything of ilya's.)
he turns on some sports channel probably. five minutes later ilya comes into the room and flops onto the couch, head landing in shane's lap and the rest of his body stretching out lengthwise. he lets out a big 'ahh!' sound as he does and shane smiles, putting his hands on him. ilya turns onto his side so he can watch tv as well. maybe there's a hockey game on, i don't know. but they talk for a bit about whatever they're watching. relaxed observations traded back and forth. shane is absently playing with any part of ilya that he can easily reach. his hair, his ear, his neck, his shoulder. the night is winding down. they had a late dinner because they were having sex before. started the moment shane walked in the door. shane is full and relaxed. he has his favourite person in his lap. a silence descends on them both.
at some point something happens on the tv that warrants a comment from shane, but it receives no reply from ilya. "ilya?" he leans forward to check ilya's face and he's sleeping. eyes closed, mouth open. he's making those little clicking noises on his inhales that teeter on the edge of snoring. shane feels an unbearable swell of affection for him and watches him for a bit. then he very carefully reaches over to check the time on his phone. it's late. as much as he doesn't want to disturb ilya, he has an early flight out of boston tomorrow, and he isn't going to get a good night's sleep sitting up on this couch.
shane scratches ilya's scalp gently. "baby," he says. no response. he scratches him again, rubs his shoulder and then his jaw. "baby." ilya makes a noise and frowns, stirring a little. shane thinks his heart is going to burst out of his chest. "baby, let's go to bed," he says. this time ilya turns onto his back but keeps his eyes closed. he lifts his chin, sleepily asking for a kiss. shane smiles and gives it to him. soft warm press of lips for two seconds. when shane pulls back ilya sighs and makes a satisfied "hmmh" sound, before going still again. threatening to fall back asleep. shane's cheeks hurt. he rubs the backs of his fingers under ilya's chin. "hey, sleepyhead," he urges gently.
finally ilya inhales the inhale of a waking person, sudden and sharp and deep, and buries his face in shane's—rather, his own—hoodie. then he lifts himself off shane's lap. shane lets him go, reaching for the remote to shut the tv off while ilya yawns and rubs at his face in his periphery. he has groggy eyes. shane gets up and extends a hand to him; ilya takes it. shane pulls him up and leads him by the hand through the house, as familiar to shane now as his own place in montreal.
"I need to—" ilya gestures at the lights that are still on in the kitchen and entryway. "I've got it," shane says, and leaves ilya to hit all the appropriate switches. when he returns ilya is looking at him in a way. "what?" shane asks.
ilya shakes his head. "is just nice," he murmurs. "this is a little like your house now too."
shane breathes. takes ilya's hand again. "yeah," he says. he squeezes. the house is dark and blue-ish now. moonlight coming in through ilya's floor-to-ceiling windows. they look at each other for several long moments, then shane pulls ilya with him to the bedroom.
some cens players overhearing ilya moaning through the hotel room door when they walk past and all imagining shane hollander on his knees sucking cock and immediately all making excuses to go alone to their rooms
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