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better whip me if i misbehave by evilrussianprincess
Fandoms: Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
19 Dec 2025
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Ilya decides to make Shane jealous, and Shane won't let him get away with it.
Or - the whiny, pathetic top Ilya fic where Shane makes Ilya beg for it.
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ya lyublyu tebya by leaveanote
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
23 Dec 2025
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Right after that fateful day at the cottage, Shane starts practicing how to say I love you in Russian.
It happens to jog a memory.
Of the last time Ilya had truly spoken to him in Russian.
“Did you…did you tell me you loved me that night?”
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28 Dec 2025
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Ilya Rozanov Gets Railed by GlitterCity
Fandoms: Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
23 Apr 2023
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“You didn’t like it the last time we tried it,” Shane said.
Ilya gave a one-shouldered shrug. “Was years ago. Maybe it is an acquired taste, like licorice.”
“You also don’t like licorice,” Shane pointed out.
“Yes, but I keep trying it because Luca likes it so much.”
“And then you make a face and tell him how awful it is.”
“When have I ever told you your dick is awful?” Ilya said, looking mildly offended. “I am its number one fan.”
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25 Dec 2025
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across the wires by Ravenesta
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
22 Dec 2025
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Ilya looks over from the sofa as Jackie heads into the living room, perking up in interest. “You are calling Pike? Was good play today. You remembered how to score! Well done.”
Hayden groans. "Rozanov? Dude, what are you doing in my fucking house?
"It is girls' night," Ilya informs him primly. "I am one of girls."
Or: Game day at the Pike house.
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- Part 2 of You Have (81) Unread Messages
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He nuzzles against the exposed skin of his neck, inhaling the scent that clings to his suit jacket collar. It’s perfect.
“...Hollander,” He hears Rozanov say, urgent like it’s not the first time he’s said it. “Shane,” he follows it up with, and that snaps him out of it. He’s never called him that. Shane, reluctantly, lifts his face a little, eyes glazed over as he meets Rozanov’s eyes.
“What?”
“You stink,” Rozanov says, concern dripping. “No, you—fuck. You reek. What is—” Ilya’s fingers lift up, tugging at the scent patch, revealing more of the spot beneath it. Even Shane can smell himself at that point. He does reek. Reeks of heat, of Omega, of honey and sweetness, of something that would melt on your tongue.
Shane reefs himself back. The Omega inside him aches, mourns, whimpers at the loss of contact. It’s needed, though. He scrambles back, hand slapping at his neck to force the peeled patch back down over his scent gland. He backs up till his spine knocks against the bathroom stall.
“You are in heat at award show? Why would you hide this? Why would you not call out sick? Are you—are you insane? You care this much about trophy?”
OR Shane goes into heat in Vegas
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22 Dec 2025