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    Roz: when i join team, you all ask me if i have partner. I say no, no, I am playboy, I am slut.
    Roz: I lie.
    Roz: I have partner.

    Hazy: Holy shit

    Roz: I call her Jane. She is very private, does not like people knowing we are together.

    Bood: got it, we'll keep it on the dl, wont we guys

    Haas: of course

    Hazy: can we ask why?

    Roz: she is well known, famous
    Roz: will affect her career if she is associated with me

    Lapointe: would we know of her?

    Roz: HAH
    Roz: yes you know her very well

     

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    Ilya is lonely.
    Shane fixes this by letting Ilya tell the Centaurs about him

    Shane is lonely.
    Ilya fixes this by letting Shane be added to the centaurs WAG chat

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    Shrugging one shoulder far more casually than he possibly feels, Ilya says, “I like both. Is secret, okay?”

    “Okay,” Hollander says, voice cracking.

    He doesn’t say anything else. The air’s so heavy around them that it feels like being in the middle of a scrum, the weight and heat of all those bodies pressing down on you. Danger always feels like hockey; it’s the most dangerous thing Ilya knows, except for this. Everything dangerous in his life involves men’s bodies and just how close he can get to them. Closer than he probably should.

    Nobody knows why Shane Hollander dropped out of the 2009 draft at the last second, and a year later it stuns the whole hockey world when he's signed by the Boston Raiders. Having the two biggest stars in the league on the same line is great for Boston - but playing alongside their worst rival was never exactly in Shane or Ilya's plans. Especially not when staying away from each other starts to feel just as impossible as getting along.

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    When the unsentimental financial imperative of the NHL sees Shane traded to the Boston Raiders, he and Ilya are thrown into closer extended proximity than ever before. As they adjust to life as teammates, they are forced to contend with the nature of their relationship -and must answer for themselves: is it even a relationship at all?
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    Sliding down the wall, Shane hunched over his untied sneakers, shoved on hastily when Coach had called him in for a meeting after morning skate.

    “Boston wanted you specifically. I’ve already spoken to their GM. You’re flying this evening or tomorrow morning: I’ll confirm once the paperwork clears.”

    “Mom,” Shane managed.

    “Oh sweetie. I know, okay. Those fuckers, how dare they do this! Two fucking cups! Now all of a sudden they decide they want a reset and you’re going to fund it.”

    Shane put his head between his knees and tried to breathe. God, Boston. They hated him there; it was so far away; he was fucking their captain.

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    21 Feb 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.

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    He had little to do with Ilya Rozanov. They had met, years ago, at the prospect cup before he was drafted, and then kept meeting over and over. He’d done a good job at getting under Shane’s skin, over confident and stereotypical Dom that he was, and, after a weirdly charged ad shoot that had Shane scurrying back to his hotel room before he had even showered, he had never stopped. Drafted as rivals, made even more infamous by the idea of Dom vs Sub, Rozanov had never skipped a chance to chirp at him, pretending to flirt, calling him pretty - not handsome, not cool, pretty, it didn’t matter that Shane was a Sub, in the sports world, that read as an insult - and grinding his gears until they were sanded down to nothing. Shane Hollander fucking hated Ilya Rozanov. And Ilya Rozanov would not leave him alone.

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    Ilya Rozanov throws a rock at Shane Hollander's face. It snowballs from there.

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