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“I’m gonna fuck you again now, Shane.” Ilya shifted to lie on his side, pulling Shane with him so that he was spooning him, his hard cock slotting between Shane’s legs in front of him.
“Oh fuck,” Shane whispered as the head of his cock poked at his abused entrance, pulling away ever so slightly.
Ilya simply pulled him back, pushing up his leg to expose him further. He then quickly used his hand to position himself before pushing just the tip inside. He returned his hand to Shane’s meaty thigh to keep him open.
As expected, Shane keened as Ilya pushed forward into his ass.
“Oh my god, Ilya,” he gasped. “It’s so much.”
Ilya leaned in to kiss Shane’s neck.
“I know, baby, I know,” he whispered in his ear. “But you can take it.”
Ilya watched closely as Shane whimpered and bit his lip again, trying to suppress another whine.
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Or, Ilya wakes up at 2 a.m. horny as fuck, sees Shane asleep, and decides to make it everyone’s problem.
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"Please don't tell my parents. I'll do anything."
Rozanov seemed to consider him, head cocked to the side. "Anything?"
"Please, sir. Anything."
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something you can fix by some1_around
Fandom Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
10 Jun 2026
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selbindery (on ao3 and instagram!) has fic bound this entire series and it is so, so wonderful, please go check out their beautiful work of art here:
https://www.instagram.com/p/DWhgjfuFsVr/?igsh=MTlmbDBvbDBmMG55bQ==
(fic binding is only ever acceptable for personal use! do not attempt to sell or monetize fanfiction!)
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Ilya died, yes, but then the doctors saved him. Cardiopulmonary resuscitation in the ambulance, three electric shocks, two emergency surgeries, twenty-six units of blood. Ilya died, but then he came back.
If only Shane could get his subconscious to understand that.
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- Part 1 of my anonymous heated rivalry fic
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“Do you have a budget?” Shane asked once, early on.
Ilya looked at him with such patent confusion that for a moment Shane thought that he didn't know the word in English. Then Ilya said, “No, Hollander. I do not have a budget,” voice dripping with disdain.
“You really should,” Shane said, parroting the line he’s heard from his parents so many times before. “It’s important to manage your finances.”
Ilya just rolled his eyes.
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Or: how Shane and Ilya rectify their very different attitudes towards money.
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- Part 22 of my anonymous heated rivalry fic
