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thinking about hollanov having an outdoor shower at the cottage. shane had one installed to wash the lake water and sand off before going back inside after swimming, of course ilya discovers it on his first visit and he has to be horny about it. seeing shane use it after a dive in the lake, midday sun hitting his tan skin, swim trunks clinging to his body and around his ass, he wanders up to shane and wraps around him under the water kissing at his shoulders as the water runs over him in rivets. he plays with the waistband on shane’s trunks trying to see how far he can get shane to go, feeling him squirm and protest because they “can’t” they’re outdoors…anyone can see…what if my parents drive up. ilya just sinks to his knees and tells him he better be quick then…
ilya makes it his mission to fuck shane properly in the outdoor shower. maybe they go for a sunset swim one day and ilya is just rinsing off completely naked in the outdoor shower cause his trunks had “sand in them” and he’s glowing golden under the water…the soft spray of it diffusing off of him and creating rainbows in the sun. water dripping down his legs and into his v-line and down down down. shane is standing near by in his towel trying not to pass out at this spectacle. ilya motions for shane to drop his towel and trunks while putting a hand on his cock and stroking slowly. a recreation of the first time but this time it’s not in the dingy rink showers…this time they’re at their favorite place in the world, and they’re in love and it’s open but so private and it’s just the perfect amount of exhibition for shane. he joins ilya in the shower and they kiss hot and hungry, their skin slick with water sliding together. the warm water contrasting with the cool late summer air creating goosebumps on skin. shane is whispering to ilya between kisses “wanted it just like this…the first time-couldn’t stop staring at you, i was so scared you could read my mind” ilya is laughing softly softly against his skin “i could and i did, you are many things lyubimyy but subtle is not one” and shane is just kissing him back harder taking him in hand and showing him exactly what was on his mind.
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Ok but I keep thinking about this somno fic scenario where Ilya’s having a sex dream that’s not really a sex dream where he’s in his house in Boston and he Knows Shane is there somewhere (in that instinctual way that you do in dreams sometimes) but he can’t find Shane and the house has way more rooms than it should (again, because dreams are weird) and he’s going room to room looking for Shane and he’s horny and annoyed because he knows when he finds Shane he’ll be all spread out and so desperate to be fucked and the dream just goes on and on like that with Ilya doing circuits throughout the house but Shane’s nowhere to be found even though he Must Be there somewhere and Ilya gets more and more worked up and frustrated like he’s grabbing his cock through his boxers while he searches and he can just hear Shane whimpering for him and begging to be found and fucked and it’s almost like Ilya can feel him clenching around his cock but he just can’t find him and he gets more and more frustrated and worked up, his whole body aching with it, until he wakes up gasping and groaning because Shane’s been riding him this whole time yayyy
(have been thinking of Ilya catching Shane watching porn for awhile now - so here's a little ficlet - cw: mild humiliation (and my inevitable sappiness))
A flight delay and the resulting late arrival back to Ottawa makes the coaching staff cancel the next day's practice and Ilya decides he'll surprise Shane, driving out to Montreal where he lets himself into Shane's place.
(And if he sometimes traces the cuts and bitings of that key, when he's anxious or lonely or has just lost yet another game, just to remember how Shane handed it to him at the end of those first 2 weeks at the cottage, not quite willing to meet his eyes.
"Next season, you can let yourself in, if you get to my place first - I don't want you to have to wait."
And ever since then Ilya had always let himself in with his key to Shane's home, even if he knew Shane was there just for the small thrill of knowing he was always welcome.)
The place is quiet and Shane doesn't respond when he calls out to him, but Ilya notices Shane's jacket slung over one of the stools at the kitchen island and sees Shane's keys on their hook by the door.
Shane usually only naps on game days, but he's coming off a long roadie and maybe the season has caught up to him. Ilya smiles at the thought of waking Shane up, just enough so he's not startled, and then settling behind him and wrapping him up in his arms, pressing up against his body, all soft and nap warm.
But all thoughts of softness go out the window as soon as he opens the door to Shane's bedroom.
Shane is sprawled back against his ridiculous pillow collection, legs spread wide, furiously thrusting half his hand into his hole while his other huge hand strips his cock.
Shane's entire focus is on his laptop and his noise-cancelling earphones explain his lack of response.
Ilya almost chokes on his tongue and an aborted jerk backward towards the door catches Shane's attention.
Shane gasps and goes dead still for a beat before he slams the laptop lid shut and flushes to his belly. His mouth hangs open and his left arm jerks as he seems to realize that he still has 3 fingers inside of himself.
Ilya pounces, kneeling between Shane's spread thighs and grabbing at Shane's wrist with one hand, holding it tight so Shane's fingers stay where they belong while knocking the headphones askew with the other, "Ah ah ah, was just getting good - what's got you so worked up Hollander?"
Shane's eyes flit back to the closed laptop before he meets Ilya's eyes, "Nothing! Fuck off!"
"Nothing, hmm?" He raises his eyebrows and Shane shoots him a mildly furious look that only has Ilya more determined to see what he was watching.
"Just watching my highlights again?"
"No, you asshole - let me go - mood's ruined now," Shane says, face scarlet.
"Is that what you want? I let you go, we go to couch - cuddle, watch game?" He sits back on his heels and holds his hands up in front of him, shrugging, "Okei, okei, can do."
Ilya notices that Shane's hand stays exactly where he left it, "You could fuck me?" Shane asks, lips gone into a flirtatious moue.
"Not sure I am in mood, you know, long drive - maybe if I had something to turn me on?" Ilya prods as if they both can't see the thick weight of his cock through his shorts.
"Fuck, fine! But you can't make fun of me," Shane says.
"Have I ever?" Ilya asks and Shane shoots him an unimpressed look.
Ilya climbs behind Shane, throwing pillows to the ground to make room and hooks his right ankle over Shane's right calf, pinning him open and pressing his dick into the small of Shane's back.
He puts the laptop back between Shane's thighs but before he can open it, Shane has ducked his chin down intently focusing on the bedspread, which won't do at all.
Ilya grabs his jaw and forces Shane to watch as he opens it before all attempts at seriousness fade into snorting at the title.
"I do not think straight bros in locker room actually play 'casual game of grab ass' Shane. Probably do not 'full throttle fuck' after too - sorry if this is disappointing."
Shane rams him in the shoulder with the back of his head, and the fucker went for his left shoulder that they both know took a hit the week before.
"I will get myself off in the shower if you don't start touching me, Rozanov," Shane hisses and Ilya lets his hand trail down from Shane's chin, scratching lightly at his neck before groping one of his perfect tits.
Ilya presses play with his other hand and they watch as 2 very muscular men in football gear start stripping off in a locker room.
One of the men, handsome with brown hair, slides his shorts down thick thighs revealing a jock before ostentatiously bending over, his hole winking at the camera.
"Is this what Metros locker room is like, Shane?" Ilya asks, tweaking one of Shane's nipples with one hand while lazily tracing patterns on the soft skin of Shane's inner thigh with the other.
"You show your pretty little hole off to anyone, mmm?"
Shane gasps and starts pumping his fingers again at a pace that can only be teasing given how hard he had been going before Ilya's (very timely) interruption.
They watch as the other man stalks over, blonde and bearded, and snaps his towel against the other guy's ass before aggressively grabbing both cheeks and spreading the man wide, spitting at his hole.
"Would you have let me do that, do you think - in that locker room - could have had you so much sooner malysh."
"Noo, wouldn't have," Shane moans, bucking up against Ilya's hand where it's still tracing circles, rubbing the side of his dick against Ilya's fingers.
"I think you would have, always such a slut for me." Ilya takes the hint and starts pumping Shane's dick in his warm, calloused palm, timing his strokes to match Shane's thrusting, moving his other hand down to gently cup Shane's balls where they're pressed tight up against Shane's body.
On the screen the blonde is furiously thrusting into the other actor and Ilya might make fun of the lack of finesse if he himself wasn't basically humping Shane's back at that point.
Shane tilts his head back to catch Ilya's eye, "Fuck me, please, please fuck me," he pants and Ilya slams the laptop shut, pushing it down the bed.
He grabs Shane's hand to stop him from fucking himself and pushes him forward until he's flat on his stomach, taking one of Shane's thighs and rucking it up until it's bent beneath Shane to make room.
The lube is still out and Ilya pushes his shorts down just enough to slick up his dick before covering Shane's body with own, taking himself into hand and pushing into Shane's warm body.
Biting and kissing at the nape of Shane's neck while he screws his hips in tight circles. Shane is so so tight like this, making hiccuping little moans as he's fucked.
Ilya holds himself up with one arm while he works the other beneath Shane and gives him his warm palm to rut against before he starts thrusting hard enough to rock Shane's body forward a little with every push.
"Fuck, fuck, Ilya - so good," Shane shouts, come spurts into Ilya hand and Shane collapses into the bed while Ilya fucks him through it.
Ilya pulls out when Shane starts whimpering, overstimulated, and smears Shane's come over his cock before stroking himself, once, twice and then coming all over Shane's ass and thighs before collapsing next to him in their bed.
Shane turns his head and his pupils are huge and his face red from rubbing against the sheets. His smile is huge and dopey, "Hi Ilya," he says.
"Hi, Shane," Ilya responds and they both laugh.
"Am surprised you could get off on that," Ilya says.
"What - why?"
"Mmm - we do not know even if they are good football players - what if they are awful - would make your dick soft," and Shane shoves him (in the non-injured shoulder this time).
"Dick."
"Yes - gave you my dick very nice."
"The beard kind of reminded me of your playoff beard - you shouldn't shave it so quickly next time," Shane said.
"Oh - and when am I going to the playoffs again?" Ilya asks, scoffing.
"You know you'll be back there in a year or two - I know you will be," and Shane's eyes meet his straight on - completely sincere and utterly sure.
"Besides, I already found an ice rink we could rent out for the day in Ottawa - locker room and everything."
It’s important to me that Miko plays pranks, she’s delighted about Ilya moving to Ottawa because she has a new victim for her pranks who doesn’t know them.
It’s a well known fact that you have to keep your phone on silent because Miko WILL make a ringing sound and then laugh at you, Ilya was not told this. Ilya gets confused when his phone rings 3 times in a row during dinner but there are no notifications. He goes back to the table like ??? I thought maybe Shane called? I don’t know, maybe phone is broken and that’s when Yuna and David realize he Doesn’t Know.
Ilya is absolutely delighted and becomes a menace who just tries to teach Miko more noises for prank possibilities.
oh my GOD she specifically knows a text notification noise and thinks she's SO funny when she makes someone get their phone out to check
ilya staying with her for a weekend alone because she knows him by now so he can watch her without stressing her out, and she gets like an hour of entertainment of fucking with him like this before he catches on, and then she's just "naughty biiiird" *laugh*
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Visited the pink tunnel this weekend, and while I expected it to be filled with references, it really ended up feeling like a monument of gratitude. It was kind of amazing
listening to my coworkers talk about how they've gotten back into pokemon go and how they forgot how fun it is knowing i'm about to drop a vibe killer bomb
Ilya remembering that he has a big buff athlete husband who is his equal in skill, strength, & size who also likes being face down ass up on his mattress 🥰🥰🥰🥰
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You know every day is a party when you’re forced to use your wilderness first responder training to yell at a friend to get off discord bc they got a concussion. Why do yall keep having problems during my evil hours?? It’s hard to morally be evil when people actually need help.
Anyways, fires are fun, bigger the better, crime is relative and the IRS isn’t out to get you
americans are sooo desensitized to guns and sometimes it manifests in ways that affect your media literacy. like remember in the first episode of sherlock when john watson opens up his drawer and you see a gun in there and youre supposed to understand that this is narratively significant and conveys his suicidality as well as his willingness to skirt rules and laws but the first time i watched it i was like oh well theres his desk gun. lots of people have those
When Ilya moves to the Centaurs he doesn’t get to keep his number. Some old fuck on the team already has it and refuses to trade, no matter how much Ilya bribes him.
so, in true Ilya Rozanov fashion, he picks the number 24. People think he did it to be an asshole, which is true, but he also did it to have Shane with him all the time. Shane was both infuriated and touched by it.
but then of course, years later, SHANE transfers to Ottawa. And lo and behold, the old fuck who had number 81 retired, so when Shane has to choose a number?
81 is available.
so the first day of training, Shane walks into practice in a jersey that says Hollander, 81, with an absolutely shit-eating grin on his face.
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People keep responding to my post about Shane and Yuna with like "their relationship is complicated and has a lot of conflict but they love each other" no I am saying he *likes her*. I think he calls her to tell her about a new brand of matcha powder he found at the local organic food store. I think she texts him pictures from her bird house that has a camera mounted on it and writes "saw the cardinal again today!!!!"
I think she texts him "what'd you think of that new horror film" and he says "haven't seen it I'll watch it on the plane" and then during the next plane ride Bood keeps asking him questions (Ilya is asleep) and Shane has to be like "sorry my Mom asked me to watch this movie. later" and it turns out it's really bad and Yuna hated it and Shane calls her in the hotel room and they bitch about it.
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