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It was October 2020 and this was the Centaurs year! The team was really coming together since the addition of Troy Barrett. Ilya was starting to feel excited about his team for the first time since he had joined the Centaurs.
With all this excited energy he had decided to throw a Halloween party he was really getting into it. It had been a long time since he had done anything like this or felt like this.
He used to be the life of the party in Boston, the team had had so many epic parties at his house, he didn’t realize just how much he missed that part of himself. Now that his new team was winning he was hoping that this would help make him feel like his old self.
And then Shane had called to tell him that he would be in Ottowa for Halloween.
Shane had called so excited about spending a day together watching scary movies, staying in cuddled up on the couch and maybe even have a few bites of candy.
Ilya felt bad telling Shane about the party. But he had already invited everyone, bought decorations and candy. Everyone on the team was also excited and involved…maybe overly so. There was no way he could cancel now, it would kill team morale instead of raising it.
Harris was bringing cider and supplies to bob for apples. Bood was going to make his famous BBQ chicken. Then Dykstra was planning a music playlist. And the Rookies said they were bringing over their regulation beer pong table.
The party was bigger than just him now. It was completely different from any party in Boston. This was a team bonding event rather than a party just to get drunk and hook up. I mean they were planning on getting really drunk but it wasn't the same destructive energy as Boston. Ilya had even setup his guest rooms so people could stay the night.
Not only was the Team excited about party but Ilya was too. He was so excited he couldn't help himself when the idea hit his brain. "Shane! You should come to the party!"
As soon as the words came out of his mouth Ilya knew what Shane's answer was probably going to be. But Ilya couldn't help himself he was excited about the party.
“Just wait my love, before you give me an answer just think about it. Seriously don't answer right now. Sit on it until tomorrow and we can talk about it then.”
“Ilya I don't know. But I promise I'll think it over baby. I love you”
"Thats all I ask sweetheart. I love you too."
When Shane called him back the next day after practice Ilya was ready to try to talk him into it. And also ready to be disappointed. He just knew Shane was going to say no.
But then Shane surprised him. God he loved Shane. Apparently he had gone through a whole pro-con list and decided it wasn't a bad idea. The whole point of Ilya moving to Ottawa was to change their narrative. For them to appear more friendly.
A Halloween party was a step in that direction. They weren't ready to go to the party as a couple yet, but Shane could go as Ilya’s friend. It was a small step but it made Ilya so loved.
When the week of Halloween arrived Shane was exceptionally nervous for the party, but so excited to take another little step forward. He even drove to Ottawa the night before so he could help Ilya decorate and get things ready.
But by the time the party arrived his nerves had settled and he was just really excited to meet Ilya's team. Ilya loved his team so much and Shane was looking forward to seeing him in his element.
When the day of the party came Shane was buzzing with excitement. Shane worked off his nerves by doing a laps of the house to pickup all of his things, pack up his bag and putting away all things the Centaurs didn't need to see.
Then Shane headed over to his parents to see them for the afternoon. He had decided it would be weird if he was the first one at Ilya's party. So this meant Shane would head over a little after the party started.
Shane was really excited to meet Ilya's team but he was also excited to show off his costume. He and Ilya had decided to surprise each other.
Ilya always wore the sexiest sluttiest Halloween costumes. So Shane had reached out to Rose and she had helped him put together an epic X-Force costume. It was a really objectively cool costume. But...the bodysuit also made his ass look fantastic.
He knew that Ilya would probably be wearing something skimpy and showing more skin than appropriate. While Shane knew he wouldn't be comfortable in something like that, but he also couldn't let Ilya ‘win’. So he had one more little surpise. One more lacy little surprise.
Underneath his skin tight bodysuit was some very skimpy, very slutty lingerie. He had a black lace thong and garters.
While getting ready he had also taken a few pictures that he could strategically send to Ilya later throughout the night.
Ilya sent Shane a message once the first few guests began to arrive. Shane drove over and brought a couple bottles of Vodka from his dad, the good Russian Vodka. As well as a couple cases of beer. Shane didn't drink often but he planned on drinking a couple of beers at least to give him a plausible reason to crash at Ilya's place.
When Shane walked up to the house he had to pause and remember to knock rather than just walk in like it was his home too.
Ilya was glowing when the door opened. He was wearing the sexiest gladiator costume. Ilya Rosanov was without a doubt the most attractive man Shane had ever seen. Now seeing him in his strappy leather outfit Shane wanted to eat him alive.
The straps on the chest plate pulled tight across his pecs and his thighs looked huge in that too short leather skirt.
Shane wanted to flip up the skirt and suck him off right there in the doorway. Tonight was going to be a long night and Ilya was looking pretty smug. However Shane did catch Ilya checking out his spandex covered ass on his way through the door.
Shane headed into the kitchen to drop off the beer and Vodka. He also pulled his phone out and quickly sent Ilya one of the pictures of himself from earlier.
It was a classic bathroom mirror selfie. He was in his jumpsuit but the front zipper was unzipped scandalously low with a bit of lace peaking out. The games were just beginning.
Shane and Ilya were both locked in on each other from across the house. Shane smiled knowing exactly the dirty thoughts passing through his boyfriends mind. They were so focused on eachother that Ilya was unaware of the other game at play tonight.
The Centaurs were showing up to this party with a gameplan. They were pretty sure that Ilya was seeing someone. They were pretty sure that someone had been regularly staying at Ilya's house with him. And they were not above snooping to figure out who she was.
The team had already had a planning meeting after practice two days ago. There was a secret group chat complete with code names. They had a divided up rooms in the house and things to check.
Ilya Rosanov had been in Ottawa for two years and the team loved him. But when they really thought about it they didn't know anything about his personal life.
His reputation when he had arrived was playboy, womanizer and a little rough around the edges. That wasn't what they had seen at all. They saw a quiet, kind man, who flirted often but never seemed to act on it and who was usually the first one to head home on nights out.
They had also noticed him staring deeply into his phone, sneaking away to take phone calls, pretty much never inviting anyone over to his house and he simply disappeared on his days off.
The team had gone as far as reaching out to the Ryan Price who had played with Rozanov while he was on the Bears. Hayes knew him well from his time at the Game Changers camp.
It turned out that Ryan didn't know anything but he had given them Cliff Marlow's number. He in turn had told them what he knew about Montreal Jane, which wasn't much. He also warned them not to snoop into their messages unless they wanted so see a disturbing number of Rozanov's dick pics. But it was more than they had known previously. At least they had a name, hometown and possibly a reason for his move to Ottawa. But all that did was spark more curiosity and get Malow added to their secret group chat.
So now that Ilya was finally having the whole team over to his house and instead of behaving themselves they were going to take advantage of the situation.
They had a clear plan of attack. Each teammate had a job and they had divvied up zones for everyone to snoop as well as objectives. They were taking this seriously, because they knew if Rozanov found them out, the rest of the season was going to be absolute hell. There couldn't be any chances taken today.
Operation Jane Doe
Bood: Looks like everyone is here. Rook eyes on the Bear?
Haasy: Kitchen.
Bood: Green Apple keep him there. Ironman, Pepper Potts down the hall first door on the left.
Hazy: We are on the move 👍
Dr. Lisa: 👍
Harris: Abort! Doorbell! BEAR IS ON THE MOVE.
Harris: You miscounted the men Bood! You miscounted the men.
Bood: I swear I didn't miss anyone! Everyone on the team is here!!!
LaPonite: Worse. We have too many men in the rink…Hollander is here.
Bood: WHAT?!
Hazy: We panicked and ran. Already in the room. Too late to backout now. Warn us if the Bear heads down the Hallway.
Shane dropped off the drinks he brought into the kitchen, sent a quick text and then introduced himself to Harris. “Nice to meet you Harris, Roz has told me a lot about you! I don't think we have a social media manager in Montreal. I'm pretty sure they just force one of the office staff to post stuff here and there.”
Harris was more than a little star struck Shane Hollander was a legend here in his hometown of Ottawa. He was also fucking gorgeous and that jumpsuit was really doing things to him.
“Um thanks, I'm a huge fan. Wow Shane Hollander. I'm sorry to be weird, I just didn’t expect to meet you today.” Harris was dressed as a lumberjack but had chosen a too short pair of denim shorts, put glitter in his beard and had found a rainbow flannel shirt. Not exactly how he had imagined meeting one of his teenage crushes.
“Glad to know Rozanov didn't give anyone a heads up I was coming. Seems about right though. He invited me since I was in town doing charity stuff with him and my parents. Hope you don't mind me crashing your party.”
Shane went to grab a beer, Harris stopped him. “Wait! You should try a Cider! My family owns an Apple Orchard and my sister has her own line of Hard Ciders. They are delicious!”
“Sure why not.” Shane grabbed a bottle from Harris. He looked around the counter and realized the bottle opener wasn't out.
Shane turned and immediately opened the correct drawer, grabbed the bottle opener and popped his drink open. He passed it to Harris. Then he realized that maybe he was acting a little too comfortable here. He needed to be more careful.
Luckily for him Harris had been busy checking out his ass when he had leaned to look in the open the drawer.
Down the hallway Wyatt Hayes and his wife Lisa had slipped into a doorway. It appeared to be a home gym. It had pretty standard gym equipment. Treadmill, Bike, Free Weights, Weight Bench and a couple of resistance machines. One wall was mirrored and the opposite side had a few storage cabinets.
Wyatt went right over to them and started digging. The first one they opened was full of hockey gear. The drawers were full of tape, extra mouth guards, nothing interesting.
However he did notice some of the tape and mouth guards weren't Rozanov's preferred brands. Maybe he was just trying some things out or had gotten sent some free samples. This drawer was also carefully organized so Roz obviously did not usually open this drawer.
He look all over inside the cabinet. No drawer was left un opened. But still nothing exciting.
Lisa was luckier at the second cabinet and this one was a a lot more interesting. There was a yoga mat and balancing ball. In the drawers she found one had a couple of hair ties and scrunchies. Then she yelped as she got to the next drawer...
Operation Jane Doe
Hazy: Does anyone know if the Bear is into yoga?
Barrett: Hahahaha definitely not. Definitely a chick
Cassie: Hey there are plenty of men that attend my yoga class
Bood: Of course Queen Bee. But Roz is not one of them
Dr.Lisa: I said that too. But I can't imagine that Roz would need these if he was doing yoga by himself
[Picture of an open drawer with condoms, lube and vibrator]
Haasy: 💀
LaPontie: oh shit
Dykstra: Damn his girl must be as freaky as him
Marly: I tried to you about Montreal Jane!
“You think these are like party favors?” Wyatt said, grabbing a condom and packet of lube out of the drawer he gave his wife a hopeful look over.
Normally this wouldn't have worked but Lisa was really getting into the whole sneaking around as spies thing. He also knew she had a crush on Robert Downy Jr. hence the Ironman costume.
But Lisa was already walking towards the door she noticed that it locked from the inside. She clicked the lock shut, then went to flip the light off and realized she could dim the lights. She turned around and started to unbutton her Pepper Potts costume.
Operation Jane Doe
Hazy: Give us a few more minutes don't let the Bear head down the hallway