what about a lil cnc ft luca, the hollanovs, and cliff after a Boston vs Ottawa game. Luca is lingering in the locker room, long past when the rest of the team has filtered out for the night.

Luca’s alone in there, or so he thinks, until he hears footsteps echoing from the hallway, and what is the Boston captain doing here?? Cliff saunters in, leans against the wall, eyes Luca up and down where he’s frozen, staring all confused and mildly turned on.

and then and THEN more footsteps, enter Shane & Ilya. Proceeding is determined by if centaurs won and Luca is a good boy, oooor if they lost and 🤷‍♀️ punishment time it is

HELLOOOOO WELCOME TO THE FREAK PARADE!!!!

Ohhhh yes we love a lil winners room action 😏 the Cens on a winning streak, Luca on a scoring tear, everyone hyping him up. Ilya tags him and tells him to hang back in the locker room after everyone else heads out. Which is where he finds himself cornered by the three headed menace that is Hollanoveau, Cliff looming large over him in the middle, Shane and Ilya smirking at him on either side.

“You’ve been such a good team player lately, Haas,” Ilya purrs. “Such effort deserves reward.”

Shane’s already kneeling, tugging Luca out of his pants and mouthing at the head of his cock. It’s unreal how good he is with his tongue. Ilya snatches a handful of his hair and claims his mouth, tongue snaking past his open lips as a startled moan rushes out of him. Cliff hangs back for just a bit - but then there’s the snapping of a plastic cap somewhere, and suddenly slick fingers are pushing into Luca’s ass, working him roughly open.

It’s so good. It’s so much.

“You like that, baby?” Cliff growls as he leans in closer, fingers digging deeper. “You like being overwhelmed?”

Luca’s eyes are rolling back in his head. In mere seconds he’s cumming down Shane’s throat, but that means nothing. The three run a train on him, taking turns as they please, pleasuring him and using him to pleasure themselves. Luca can barely speak by the time it’s over, let alone walk.

I like to think that Shane was given the nickname by David. When he was a toddler Shane was obsessed with any and every type of bug. He’d make David and Yuna take him in the garden all the time to dig for worms or look at the flowers to see if there were any bees. But his absolute favourite were ladybugs leading David to coin the nickname Shanebug.

Obviously once hockey took over his life Shane kind of forgot about his bug obsession. But once he gets settled living in Ottawa with Ilya he starts to pick it back up.

When Shane and Ilya went round to his parents for dinner he offhandedly mentioned that he was planning on adding some plants to the garden so more insects and bugs would visit. And David goes suddenly silent and starts to get teary.

David: Oh Shanebug is back

Ilya: Shanebug, what is a Shanebug?

This leads to Yuna getting out all Shane’s toddler pictures showcasing him holding a ladybug in his hands, him covered in mud pointing at a worm with the biggest grin on his face and him cross eyed as a butterfly lands on his nose. Ilya’s favourite though is a photo of Shane dressed up as a ladybug for his third birthday, antennas and all, that he gushes over.

You are JJ and you have two best friends. They room together all the time and that's fine-- they need it more than you do. You're a black guy from an immigrant family in a very white sport and you survive what is probably the second-most evil locker room in the entire league by being very very friendly. You can handle rooming with your teammates.

One of your best friends comes out and it's awkward as hell in the room but you do your best to help. Scott Hunter is getting married and he's doing just fine so maybe if you can find your friend a guy he'll be less stressed all the time. It doesn't work.

He starts a charity with Ilya Rozanov of all fucking people but whatever, you support it, you go coach at his camp and YOU USE YOUR CUP DAY FOR IT because he's your best friend and you are supporting him.

He has a crush on Ilya Rozanov and your heart is breaking for him so you try even harder to find him a guy. It doesn't work.

A video comes out and your two best friends have had this secret the entire time and they didn't tell you. You comforted Shane after the plane thing and asked him to tell you the truth and he didn't. He trusted Hayden and he didn't trust you.

You are JJ and you thought you had two best friends but it turns out they had each other and you were just some dude.

You go to your friend's house and you say some shit and he says some shit and he throws your less-than-perfect reaction in your face and you ask if Hayden took it well and he has nothing to say because Hayden has been talking serious shit about Rozanov the entire time, but sure, you're the guy Shane can't talk to.

And it turns out your friend has been hurting under this secret the entire time you've known him and you could have helped because you are a goddamn master of surviving a hostile situation through social grace and you thought there was trust between you but there wasn't.

You'll build that trust back in time, probably, but it hurts, and you're angry, and you have to put it away because you have a playoff to win. So you make a joke to make him feel better and you put your feelings away. And then it's game seven, and he trips, and for a second you wonder, and you ask him about it, and he says no, and you believe him.

But the rest of the room doesn't, and it seems the rest of the fucking city doesn't, so you apologize for even asking, because that sucks.

And you build back your friendship and he abandons you to that evil-ass locker room and you get why he does it but it still fucking sucks and you show up at his wedding because you're friends even if maybe your friendship never meant as much to him as it did to you and he's already replacing you, probably, with his non-evil team who is going to beat you every single time with like, the power of love and friendship and the two best players in the entire league because your team is evil and also stupid.