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That’s why you should never accept the excuse “Well it was a different time.” They knew it was wrong. They always knew.
The first time Ilya fucks Shane so hard he has trouble walking the next day - like legitimately hobbling around the cottage - yes, there’s a bit of pride and possessiveness, but he also worries he went too far. Shane had kept begging for more, more, until Ilya was certain the bed was going to break but now he sees Shane wincing and he worries. So he asks Shane - was it too much, should they have stopped, should they go slower next time? and Shane’s immediately horrified like please don’t threaten to take this away from me omg there’s only a few weeks left of the summer.
(He does however agree to rest on the couch and let Ilya putter around taking care of him which, yes, includes multiple couch blowjobs)
a centaurs appreciation post bc I love these characters and this team with all my heart 💗
When #myshane is overstimulated, he takes off all of his clothes. He can’t stand all the fabrics rubbing against him. It started as a chubby toddler when he would get upset and run around the house (ass naked) while Yuna and David chased him around with pajamas. Shanebug be a big boy and let mommy put on this damn onesie an intensely exhausted Yuna would sigh.
As he grew up he obviously stopped doing it around others, but sometimes after a brutal day at school or a bad practice, in the comfort of his own room, Shane would crawl into clean sheets with nothing on and wait for sleep to take him.
He can and does persevere through the urge, of course, because Shane Hollander is an expert at perseverance.
But after he marries Ilya and starts to accept himself a little more…he has fewer issues with letting himself be comfortable.
Which is how Ilya finds his beautiful husband completely naked (except for glasses) sitting on their couch reading a book, a folded pile of clothing abandoned next to him. He filters through several reactions and settles on bewilderment. Shane looks up and smiles sheepishly.
“Sorry, I just couldn’t take all the textures right now.” He shrugged. “You don’t mind right?”
Ilya understands that this is not sexual, and is a big milestone for Shane’s self acceptance journey, so he is forced to ignore the naked elephant in the room and nod his head. He’s half-hard and so, so proud.
A few years into Shane playing for Ottawa, one of the younger Centaurs, maybe Holmberg, comes to him with a problem. He has been sleeping with this girl for a while now and he's so into her but she travels for work and he knows she has a couple of regular hookups all over the place. So, since Shane - judging by Cap's reputation - has been in a similar position, he asks him how he convinced Roz to be exclusive.
Shane stares at him, uncomprehendingly, for a second before slowly replying, "...I didn't."
Holmberg gives him a deeply skeptical look. "I've seen the way you react when people flirt with Roz in front of you," he says, "there's no way you guys have an open relationship."
"No," Shane clarifies immediately. He would rather set himself on fire than have to live with sharing his husband with another person. "No, we're exclusive," he confirms, "but I never asked him to stop sleeping with other people. He just kind of... stopped. I didn't even find out until a few months after it happened so, I don't know, maybe just wait it out?"
Eventually, the Centaurs learn that, although Cap and Hollzy have clearly found in each other what most people spend their lives searching for, they are the absolute worst people to ask for any type of relationship advice.
Annoying reporter, thinking the big Russian man will side with the conservative agenda: Would you date a trans person?
Ilya Rozanov, confused: I am married to Shane.
Annoying reporter: Yeah but if you weren’t. Like if you divorced.
Ilya, panicking: Why? He is mad? What happened? I must call—
Annoying reporter, getting frustrated: No! No, like…pretend he doesn’t exist.
Ilya, distraught: I cannot do this! Shane is my sweetheart, he is everything! I—
Annoying reporter: It’s just a pretend question!!
Ilya, pausing: Oh.
Ilya: Well…..is trans person hot? Good at hockey? Nice? Good in bed?
Annoying reporter: Oh, for fuck’s sake!
Alternate Timeline where the Centaurs notice how Ilya sometimes spends time in Montreal when they have a break, watches all the Montreal Games, seems to know oddly specific details for his chirps against Hayden Pike, and come to the conclusion that their poor Captain is helplessly in love with one Hayden Pike.
So they gather around and have a Strategy Session to discuss how to best proceed. Because Ilya is clearly heartbroken and they don't want to see him hurt. Hence, the strategy meeting. They can't tell Ilya directly, that might spook him. Can't tell Hayden directly either, though. Sure he seems like a decent dude based on what some of them have seen at the camps and events, but who knows how me might react to being told that Ilya Rozanov is in love with him?
No no, best to find someone more neutral. Someone who would be polite about it and discreet and not run to the next gossip magazine or group chat to yell about it. So obviously, there is only one good option. Shane Hollander, famously decent guy and apparently friends with both Hayden Pike AND Ilya Rozanov. Also, he co-funded a charity about mental health with Rozy, surely he would not be an asshole about that, right?
They consider this to be an ansolutely foolproof plan. Bood and Wyatt are elected as the ones who are to message Shane. Best to do it over text so not to corner him, right? Also it's difficult to talk to him somewhere where they may get some privacy.
Meanwhile, somewhere in Montreal Ilya is very confused when his boyfriend, who had been happily cuddling with him up until a moment, suddenly lets out a strangled sound and basically launches his phone accross the living room.
a short au idea where shane dropping by supriste at his girlfriend’s house because he was on a work trip and when he knocks on her door it takes a while to swing open, and when it finally does he’s face to face with a half-naked man he’s never seen before and his girlfriend appears behind him and turns all apologetic and starts crying when she notices shane at the door and starts saying it’s not what it looks like and begging for forgiveness, but shane just stands there barely listening, only having eyes for the guy who’s leaning against the doorframe looking completely unbothered, smirking like he’s actually enjoying the whole scene, and it makes shane so mad, so he pulls his hand away from his ex’s grip, breaks up with her, and leaves. he goes straight to his car but doesn’t turn the engine on, just leans his forehead against the steering wheel and stays there for like fifteen minutes, until he hears someone knock on his window and looks up and it’s the guy, so he rolls the window down and snaps “what do you want?”and the guy goes “i didn’t know she had a boyfriend” and shane’s like “so what?” and the guy, smirking just like before, goes “if i knew she had a boyfriend who looked like you, i would’ve been chasing you instead of her” and shane’s thinking this situation is absurd (and secretly pleased) and just asks “what the fuck is your problem?” and the guy goes “my problem is that i clearly chose the wrong one, now you can help me correct it, right?” and he winks at shane, who just flips him off, rolls up the window, and drives away. later shane is at a bar telling what happened to his friends when someone slides into the booth next to him and it’s the guy and his friend rose goes “shane, this is ilya, he’s the guy i met at the painting class and was telling you that you two would be great friends” and shane is sitting there horrified and speechless while ilya gives him that same satisfied smirk and goes “oh shane, we’re definitely going to be GREAT friends” and now shane is truly fucked
Despite the two glasses of vodka, Ilya is not nearly drunk enough to be having this conversation.
"...But do you ever get like, shit on your dick?" Marley asks as he downs a handful of Lays bbq chips, crumbs getting stuck in his stubble. "Because one of my homeboys stuck it in his girl's ass once, and she shit on him."
Ilya sighs.
"No, no shit. You just need to have very thorough shower before," Ilya says, avoiding the topic of douching because he thinks Marley's brain might explode. "And not eat Taco Bell."
Marley's eyes widen. "No Taco Bell? Damn, I could never be gay."
Ilya gives him a weird look.
"But how do you decide who gets to stick it in who?" he asks. "Heads or tails?"
Ilya runs a frustrated hand over his face.
"Ah no, uh, we usually have pretty strict roles."
Shane is going to kill him.
"I thought you had to switch. Equality and all that."
"There is no have to, we like doing it like this."
"Okay, I have another question," Marley says.
"Of course you do."
"What is better, dick or pussy?"
"I think you don't know what bisexual means," Ilya says.
"No no, I know. But c'mon man, you gotta have a preference. I promise I won't tell Hollander," he says and crosses his heart.
Ilya groans.
"Is different, obviously, but I like both, I don't know what you want me to say."
"You ever miss pussy?"
"No," Ilya shrugs.
"Really?!"
"Marley, I have hot husband and we have sex all the time, I am not missing anything. If anything I have trouble keeping up sometimes."
"Wait, Hollander's a freak?"
Ilya sighs.
"You can not tell him I told you this, but yes he is."
Marley blinks slowly five times. "Damn, maybe I should try being gay."
Shane thinks it's soooo sexy when Ilya busts out those English vocab words btw. Listen to the way he says "When did your English get so good" and tell me he's not wet. He thinks it's so sexy that he is married to a bilingual baddie who knows what the word pedantic means despite English being his second language and he has a sexy accent when he says that shit. Shane can't even be mad at being called pedantic because he liked the sound of it in his husband's voice so much. "I'll show you pedantic," says Shane Hollander, as he plummets to his knees in the kitchen.
Do you ever think about Ilya charging to the back of the bus and throwing all of his and Shane's shit into that weird three seater row and making it very clear that it is The Hollanders' Space as he drags Shane into it with him and Shane rolls his eyes (But only because he's in on the joke--if Ilya stopped doing this, he'd be devastated) and the Cens (jokingly) are like, "Why do you get to sit there every time," and Ilya starts holding up fingers like, "First of all, I am the Captain. Secondly, this is married teammates privilege. When you are married to another NHL player, you come talk to me. Third, this row is for best players in the league, so when any of you motherfuckers get VIP trophy--" and that's when the throwing starts.
And it's often enough that Shane falls asleep with his head on Ilya's shoulder or lap, because Shane conks out on most forms of transportation. They've all been on a bus or plane or even in a car with Hollzy while he was snoozing by now. Ilya teases him about it constantly, something about a Pavlovian reaction, something about Shane being a colicky baby, and the Cens don't really ask because it seems like married people business.
It's also married people business that sometimes Hollander lays there in his usual slump in Ilya's lap with the addition of a blanket pulled up over his head. The assumption is that he's having a migraine or some sensory issue. And that's generally the case. If someone ventures back there and notices that Shane's under the blanket, Ilya rarely acknowledges whoever's wandered to the back of the bus, but he's usually sitting there on his phone or sometimes even staring out the window with his hand on the mound of Shane's head, and it's kind of cute, actually, the way he accommodates for his husband.
And nobody ever realizes that Shane is laying there with Ilya's cock in his mouth, letting the world narrow down to the weight of his husband on his tongue and the sensation of Ilya's fingers curling along the curve of his ear from overtop the blanket, the occasional twitches of Ilya's mostly soft cock against the roof of his mouth, the comfort of Ilya's breath sounds. The sweet surprise when Ilya, occasionally, when he's not too tired and his medication is cooperating, does get hard--and then the floaty, happy satisfaction when Ilya comes gently and softens again, nobody any the wiser, and Shane's stomach warm.
Anyway. Do you ever think about that?
My new period-appropriate crack headcanon is that the boston raiders once used akinator to figure out who montreal jane is and it kept telling them if was shane hollander and they kept thinking it was the weirdest fucking bug
Everyone: omg Hollander leash your dog, Ilya is barking at opponent hockey players again
Shane Enabler Hollander: ok so Ilyusha this player has had zero assists in the entire season, he got drafted last, and finally - and this is crucial - he once scored a goal in his own team's net
Ilya Heart Eyes Rozanov: thank you my ShaneWiki this is valuable data, off I go
i know there's a lot of fics where shane and ilya switch and it's all very emotional and devastating but i think they should have a stupid fucking time.
like they made a really dumb bet while competing and ilya really didn't think he'd lose and honestly shane also didn't think he'd win lowkey but like, hey, a bet's a bet, alright? so now they're trying to be so serious but they can't stop laughing at each other and chirping. shane follows ilya into the shower and gives wayyy too many douching instructions and ilya is like hollander i know you are internationally ranked gay bottom but i can clean my own asshole and shane is like well first of all i'm not internationally ranked and ilya goes no? but what about our honeymoon, and all those times in america, they do not count as international? and shane says okay maybe shut the fuck up. i have the experience here okay, just do what i'm telling you! and ilya says yes bottom coach, right away bottom coach, and they have to slightly delay the fucking process again because it caught shane off guard enough that he almost slipped a little bit because he was laughing too hard and lost his balance.
and finally they GET out of the fucking shower and ilya is laying on the bed on top of his towel and shane is like well? are you not going to make this easy on me? because his legs are crossed over at the ankle and ilya gasps dramatically, hand to his chest. i cannot believe this, shane. you think i'm easy? i should be spreading my legs for you whenever i see you? and shane who absolutely does kind of do that is like okay you asshole i am going to make you regret that so once again they just end up wrestling on the bed (sturdy enough to take this kind of roughhousing, because their first one hadn't survived it) and shane is kind of humping his dick at ilya's hip from where he's ended up pinned under him and then when ilya arches an eyebrow at him he's all OKAY YES i GOT IT and rolls over to grab the lube. ilya takes advantage to grope his ass and shane is half arching his back before he ends up swatting his side because the bet, come on. and shane is finally fingering ilya but ilya is kind of backseat driving the topping and shane is like. ilya do you want me to fuck you or not because i swear to GOD and ilya goes okay, okay, don't blame me! i am the top expert, yes? i have the fucking experience, i can be your dick coach here! and they're both trying not to laugh again at fucking dick coach and shane has notched the tip of his dick in and only sunk in a little when the though hits him and he goes, out loud, ilya goddamnit i'm going to be thinking of this when we see coach wiebe tomorrow! and ilya laughs so fucking hard that shane slaps at his side again, ilya don't laugh! i just got you to loosen up for me! and ilya says oh i'm sorry is my tight ass too much for you to handle? and shane comes too soon but he ends up blowing ilya and rimming him after because after ilya's come he tries to pull away and ilya slings a leg over him and says where do you think you're going, hmm? clean up your mess.
anyway the next day neither of them can look at wiebe and spend twenty minutes giggling stupidly in practice
WAIT guys im not done horny posting… one more thing… Shane and Ilya have bare sex, ok and Shane is all have you ever you know done that with anyone before? And Ilya is like hm no not really and Shane is like what do you mean not really. And Ilya is like well with girls sometimes when I was drunk and being stupid, but I’d always pull out- I’ve only ever cum inside you Shane. And Shane is like. Oh. Because it kinda didn’t matter if Ilya had- but he kinda loves that only he’s given Ilya that. And then he’s just like “I can’t really picture you being able to pull out” and Ilya is like all eye brows and “what? What kind of chirp is this Hollander? I am not so stupid to maybe get someone pregnant” and Shane is just all shrug- “well whenever we- everytime we’ve fucked, even with a condom you don’t want to come anywhere but inside me. And you push in so deep when you cum sometimes it knocks my breath out. So. I just can’t see it” he shrugs and Ilya is all.
“What the fuck shane” and he’s maybe a little hard, and Shane is like “I mean it’s really hot. I like it. I just think you’d suck at pulling out” and he’s got a little smirk and Ilya is like woooow. Turns into bickering which turns into play fighting which turns into dry humping- which turns into Shane on his back with his legs slung over Ilya’s hips, Ilya pushing into him bare and slick with lube.
Once he’s all the way inside, mouth panting against Shane’s, Shane stroking his hand through his hair he’s like “make sure you pull out okay?” And Ilya pulls back to catch Shane’s eye and that little gleam he gets in it and oh game on. Ilya is like “of course baby, don’t wanna get you pregnant, metros stand no chance without next season if you’re knocked up” and Shane’s mouth drops open and his cock throbs between them and he lets out a tiny choked sound and oh. Ilya will be investigating that more later.
But it Shane so it’s game on and he swallows and he says “mm only if you can’t control yourself big boy” and Ilya hates how much that turns him on- and then they’re fucking and Shane is squirmy and loud under him, hands all over Ilya’s chest and neck and face and down his back and gripping at his ass and Ilya loooves that he can fuck him like this now, on his back and glued close and not hiding anything between them anymore. Ilyas getting close and his brain is swimming because he won’t prove Shane right- he won’t but fuck it feels so fucking good and Shane is so tight and wet and perfect around him and his cock looks so pretty throbbing and jolting with Ilya’s thrusts and he loves the way Shane shakes around him after he’s cum and Ilya keeps fucking him through it till he fills him and he wants that and he- he can’t he’s going to be good.
And then shane is kissing him, pulling at his hair, scratching at his scalp and saying “m close” Ilya all low and soft and fuck Ilya loves him and only Ilya gets him like this and they both need this so badly- it’s the whole universe, how good this feels. And Ilya needs Shane to feel good, he’s nodding, kissing Shane back the best he can as he fucks him, harder, deeper, presses his legs apart further the leverage down and in the way Shane loves and Shane is whining, throwing his head back and mumbling “Ilya Ilya” and Ilya might die, like this, he thinks one day because it’s too good. It’s already heaven.
“Let go sweetheart” Ilya is mumbling and shane is nodding and he’s slurring out “don’t cum, don’t cum inside remember, you can’ get me preg-” and Ilya is fucking him harder then, Shane’s words stuttering off and he cums, back bowed and all over his stomach and chest and he’s so fucking tight round Ilya and Ilya is so fucking close. So close. He needs to cum- but he needs to cum inside Shane.
He’s never once had an issue with pulling out, happy to cover tits or face or ass in his cum instead, but Shane is all dazed and shivery and post orgasm gorgeous on his cock and his hands are grabbing soft and open at Ilya’s back and neck, holding him close and Shane loves being full, Ilya knows this, Ilya loves filling him, he stays inside Shane after sex for as long as he can most times and it’s not right it’s not what he wants, to pull out of the warm secure home of Shane’s body, where he belongs, where Shane takes him like it’s devotion. Ilya is shivering, his shoulder wracking as he fucks Shane and his pace is slowed and he tries to force his hips to stay on the out stroke. To pull back- but he can’t, he can’t stop driving in, helpless little fucks of his good because this feels to good, being Shane’s, connected to him, fucking him open, fitting him on him he can’t make himself stop.
Ilya frowns and looks up at Shane and Shane is head back, mouth parted, soft smile as he takes Ilya’s thrusts, his hand on Ilya’s cheek now, thumb rubbing and Shane mumbles after a big content sigh “fuck baby I love your cock” and then Ilya is whining, low and driving into Shane, all the way, sinking his cock so deep it must hurt a bit for Shane, till he has no more space to go and he cums so hard his thigh and lower stomach cramp with it, Shaking as he ruts and pushes up up up into Shane, filling him.
When they both have words again, Shane giggles, fuck drunk and swats at Ilya’s ass and Ilya is shaking his head and pinching at Shane’s sides and calling him a cheat! A fucking cheat! He didn’t play faiiir and Shane is laughing, open and happy and locks his legs behind Ilya’s back when he does threaten to pull out and kisses his head and tell him it’s okay he won’t tell alone his pull out game is weak and Ilya pins his hands to the bed to tickle him until Shane is kicking at him and flushed all the way down his chest and Ilya gives in. He slumps onto Shane, biting back his smile. Fuck Shane is so fun and lovely and hot and everything he could have ever wanted. He puts his hand over Shane’s stomach, spreading his cum out with his fingers, making a mess that Shane will start to bitch about in the next ten or so seconds but Ilya beats him to it, pulls back to look at Shane and ask “what will we call the baby?” And then Shane is pushing Ilya out of him, avoiding eye contact and flushing and stumbling on dazed legs to the shower. Ilya catches his smile in the bathroom mirror as Ilya chases after him.
Sightlines - Promo
Posting Date: August 19, 2026 Title: Sightlines Artist: @aaliyahsparrow Author: @thewalterbeforethisone
Fic Summary:
RUSSIAN POP STAR ILYA ROZANOV CAUGHT WITH MYSTERY MAN Last night a set of photographs showed up online of international music star Ilya Rozanov in an intimate embrace with what is clearly another man. So far the man remains unidentified. This comes as quite a shock since until now Rozanov was widely known as a “ladies man” with women all over the world taking to the internet to tell the stories about their night with “Russia’s Greatest Love Machine.”
Popstar Ilya Rozanov is getting ready to release his first album since the public found out about not only his bisexuality, but also his long term relationship with his bodyguard, Shane Hollander. Ilya is used to the scrutiny—he’s been in the public eye since he was a teenager—but recent revelations have him receiving a more concerning kind of attention.
i think at a certain point shane would start getting seriously annoyed at the seemingly widespread idea that he's somehow supposed to be "controlling" ilya. maybe it starts off as a lighthearted joke with the way some of their friends will glance at him in anticipation when ilya says something particularly asshole-y like they expect him to tell ilya off. and at the beginning maybe shane somewhat gets it (but really though, he doesn't) because yeah it's his reputation in the league and maybe the rivalry plays a part in it too, especially for people who've never gotten to know him, but eventually, it just starts pissing him off
they're at the kingfisher after a game in new york and scott and some of the other admirals are there along with a majority of the cens and they're all having a good time. ilya and some random admirals player are chirping each other and ilya says something a little mean in the asshole way he does with a small tilt of his lips. and shane can suddenly feel eyes on him from scott and carter and troy and various other players, and for a second he doesn't get it. he doesn't get it, until all he does is snort in response, because well, it was true and also pretty funny and ilya really is the funniest person he knows, okay, and ilya nudges him with a small smile when he hears it, but then the stares slowly morph into something like confused gapes, and all of a sudden, he gets it. it's not the first time it happens and it definitely won't be the last, but shane starts noticing it a lot more and it continues to piss. him. the. fuck. off.
hayden giving him an expectant glance when ilya is half-yelling and groaning with a few cens in the bar at the soccer game on tv, like shane is for some reason gonna tell him to quiet down. scott giving him a quick side-eye when ilya chirps about his age on the ice, like shane is gonna tell him to stop; like he doesn't find the multiple layers to ilya's chirps to scott genuinely impressive, like he doesn't find it amusing. evan, though to his credit he was mostly joking, making a sly comment about shane needing to hold ilya back from fighting during a game, like shane would do that when ilya is well-fucking-aware of when to pick fights and when not to because he is the second-best hockey player in the league; like shane doesn't also find it unbearably hot when ilya has a little blood on his knuckles and dripping down the corner of his lips as he calls out mean little quips at the other team with a smirk on his face
because the thing about their relationship is that shane is undeniably attracted to ilya being an asshole. he thinks it's funny. it almost definitely also turns him on. and he likes when ilya is mean and smug and rowdy and a little shit. he likes when ilya is an asshole to him because that's their banter and their foreplay. he likes when ilya is an asshole to other people because he pretty much always thinks what ilya says is hilarious. (plus it's the fact that shane is also an asshole; it's just that ilya says it out loud more often than he does)
and so the thing about their relationship that, for some fucking reason, other people don't get is that shane, from the very beginning, has always and will continue to like when ilya is an asshole. and yes, they're married (shane also thinks some people seem to forget this, because why would shane marry ilya if he truly doesn't like ilya's personality. he thinks other people are a little stupid sometimes.) but they're also best friends and bond over being the best at what they do and how competitive they are and that they're both a little bitchy at times
long story short, i think that at some point during the first season of them playing together, all of the cens (and various other friends/players) eventually learn, as shane continues to not react the way they expect him to, that shane is THE biggest ilya enabler. he won't tell ilya off or nag him, but is actually probably standing a little off to the side with a tiny little smirk on his lips and hearts (and a little heat) in his eyes as he watches his husband