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Soap and Ghost have a...unique relationship. Both of them have their issues from the type of work they do. It gives them some tastes that not many other people have. Fortunately, they can help each other out.
Set as a sequel to My Blood On Your Hands, but can be read as a standalone!
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After an intense brawl at the bar, Soap notices lingering unresolved tension and repressed desire for his superior.
The tension slowly escalates, as Soap struggles to discover if his feelings are being reciprocated, and keep their private moments a dirty little secret behind closed doors.
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“Put that out on me.”
Soap freezes. For once, he looks genuinely caught off guard, his cigarette paused mid-air as he stares at Ghost. Then his lips twitch into a smirk—slow and deliberate, like he’s been waiting for this.
“Where?” Soap asks, his voice darker now, lower.
Ghost doesn’t flinch. “Anywhere you want... just...”
Soap tuts softly, stepping into Ghost’s personal space, his boots crunching against the gravel. He leans close, close enough that Ghost is forced to tilt his head back, the wall pressing cold against him.
“C’mon,” Soap murmurs, his fingers trailing along Ghost’s jawline, tipping his chin higher. “You can do better than that.”
Ghost shivers. His voice is barely audible when he whispers, “Please… stub your cig out on me.”
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The Thrills of Loneliness by call3x
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
16 Jan 2026
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“You are sick,” Ilya said slowly, enunciating every word. He sprayed another stream of water into his mouth, and Shane couldn’t help but stare at the way his throat moved. He felt hypnotized, trapped in Ilya’s stare, and the other man put the bottle down. “Have you scene before, Shane Hollander?”
Shane’s expression crumpled before he could wrestle it back under control. He cleared his throat, his stomach cramping uncomfortably. “Have I what? Have--scened with someone? What do you mean?”
“You are sub,” Ilya spoke with the water bottle waving, his voice casual. He ignored Shane’s defensive posture, gesturing to the trash can. “Sub get sick when not scene. When no Dom to scene with,” Ilya trailed off, looking Shane up and down, lingering on his collarless throat before continuing. “Is…unhealthy.”
In a world where subs, Doms, and Switches are biologically determined, subs are not accepted within a Dom-oriented sport like hockey.
Sub Shane Hollander keeps his designation hidden, but when confronted with Dom Ilya Rozanov, he can't fight his designation for long.