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    He watches Hollander’s eyes track over the laundry detergent sitting on a shelf, the amount in the hamper and back to the machine, and it’s as obvious as if he’s got a little thought bubble actually hovering above his head— “you want to start a load of laundry,” he says, snickering a little.

    “It’s just— we’re on the road again in two days, and all my normal stuff is dirty,” Shane says, reaching for the hamper and sifting through to grab only the lighter colors.

    “Okay,” Ilya says. He’s still hard, and he presses a hand to the bulge under his pants, ostentatious, a blatant display as Hollander turns to look at him. “You do your household chore in middle of sexy hookup. I will go get naked and lie in your bed, and if you can tear yourself away, maybe you get there in time for me to get inside you before I come.”

    Hollander’s eyes darken, flickering down to Ilya’s hand pressed against his groin. “Uh. Give me like. Thirty seconds. A minute.”

    And, indeed, it can’t be longer than a minute later that Hollander is naked and climbing on top of Ilya on the bed, the low rumble of the washing machine providing a soundtrack to their embrace.

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    23 Jun 2026

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    At some point their relationship got fucked up enough that Ilya helps wax Shane’s pubes when they’re in town together, instead of doing normal couple things like watching Iron Chef or having brunch. Ilya thinks it started happening around, after the time he had to beg Shane not to bleach his asshole but before they both started peeing while taking showers together. “I just want a clean slate,” he tells Ilya very seriously, but they come to a compromise that he should keep something short and trimmed above his dick. Ilya, on the other hand, is under strict instruction to never touch any of his pubic hair, lest Shane have nothing to hold on to when he’s working the head with the back of his throat, so it’s kind of a shock when he says, “We should wax your ass too.”

    Or: Ilya Rozanov gets fisted.

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    Fisting ✊️, bottom ilya

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    Getting a text from Ilya after games was far from out of the ordinary.

    Even still, Shane had never gotten a post-game text from Ilya quite like the one he got today:

    'Do not shower. Not even deodorant. Go straight home. I am waiting for you.'

    Shane isn’t sure what to say. But. This is his fiancé’s order. And his fiancé is basically never wrong about anything (not that Shane would ever let him know), especially when it comes to sex. The fact that Ilya is demanding he come home right away makes Shane smile to himself. Ilya is so sexy when he’s possessive and impatient. They haven’t seen each other in three whole weeks.

    So, despite the fact that Shane pushed himself incredibly hard tonight, sweating up a storm as he won his team the game in OT, Shane doesn’t shower.

     

    OR; ilya has a thing for the way shane's sweat smells. lucky for him, shane is kinda in love with this freak.

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    23 Feb 2026

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    “What are you doing here?"

    He’s thankful his voice doesn’t shake, but he’s trembling. And he knows Ilya notices. Even all these years later, he’s sure he can still read Shane like a fucking book.

    Ilya’s smile softens and he points to the ice, where the player whose eyes had brought Shane back to Before lines up with the other boys.

    “My son."

    Ilya never goes to the cottage. Nearly two decades later, they meet again.

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    “Listen, I know the sweater is ugly, but it’s rude to stare,” Shane said peevishly. He was overstimulated and wanted to go home, the last thing he needed was some dickhead staring at him.
    Ilya took a long drag of his cigarette, eyes still not leaving Shane.
    “Maybe staring is not bad thing,” Ilya said. “Maybe I stare because you are very pretty.”
    Shane floundered before he could form real words. “Well. That’s stupid.”
    “The staring? Or you being very pretty?”

    Or: A meet-ugly turned friends with benefits frat boy college au. Shane is convinced he’s nothing more than just another hookup on Ilya’s extensive roster. Ilya’s spent his whole summer plotting on how best to lock Shane down. Misunderstandings, emotional constipation, and terrible communication skills have nothing on Ilya Rozanov's persistence when it comes to getting his man.

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