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    “Enjoying lunch?” Ilya reached over and grabbed a stick of carrot from Hollander’s bowl, crunching noisily. “Wow, special day, you are allowed salad dressing, huh?”
    “Fuck off, Rozanov.”
    “Your car looks slow. Did you bring car seat for the kids?”
    Hollander looked like he would murder him. Even better. Ilya enjoyed this look of steady hatred on him more than anything else. Well. Almost anything else.
    The way he looked when he was desperate to cum after hours of edging probably beat it.

    Shane Hollander is Formula 1's hottest talent and three-time world champion, destined to break records. Ilya Rozanov is a fast, aggressive driver who never had the car to match his abilities - until now.

    They've been rivals in some form for fifteen years - and this season, finally in evenly matched cars, one of them is going to win the World Driver's Championship. That is, as long as they can keep up their carefully constructed rivalry, and not give in to the feelings they've been running from almost all their lives.

    aka: 'What if Heated Rivalry was F1 instead of hockey?'

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    28 Aug 2026

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    none of these stories are interconnected. they can be read in any order, and you're not missing something if you skip some of them. it's just all my HR fic, gathered in one place.

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    17 Jul 2026

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    Ilya liked Shane’s parents. He really did. David and Yuna Hollander were entirely devoted to their only child–maybe sometimes a bit intense, if not a little overbearing, in Yuna’s case–and their attentiveness had moulded him into a kind, hardworking, and thoughtful man. Truly, their son was a testament to the quality of both their character’s–Shane’s soft underbelly nurtured by his father’s patient tone and earnest gaze and his shrewdness and talent sharpened by his mother’s fierce mettle. Shane was the sum of his parent’s parts, yet entirely his own, and Ilya was very grateful to the tender, yet firm, hands that had shaped the man he loved. But right now, well, right now Ilya was not their biggest fan.

    Jane:
    My parents are going to be staying at my place after the game on Friday.

    Ilya missed Shane. Ilya really needed to have sex with Shane. Now the man's parents were in the way.

    Or: Ilya is finally seeing Shane for the first time since their summer at the cottage but Shane's parents crash their first evening alone in weeks. Set during that agonising final season Ilya plays for Boston.

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    14 Jul 2026

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    The first time Ilya had seen Shane sweaty and flushed at the end of a hockey match-at the World Juniors in 2008-he had wanted to lick the salt right off of his skin. There was something so magnetic about Shane after a hockey match. Brown eyes bright, maybe a little cocky. Dark hair plastered to his forehead and flat from his helmet. Skin ruddy and glistening with sweat. And god, how he smelt. Salty and hot and masculine. Shane at the end of a hockey game was a fucking wet dream. Not only because he was the prettiest sweaty man Ilya had ever seen but because he was usually thrumming with confidence, especially after a win against the Boston Raiders. Every time they stood in the handshake line at the end of a match Ilya wanted to crush their mouths together and suck the sweat off his top lip.

    Or: Shane is sweaty after yoga at the cottage and Ilya is horned.

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    14 Jul 2026

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    With the confirmation that Mr. Hollander is attending, Ilya absolutely will follow. Even if only for a few hours, they’ll occupy the same space, the same room, maybe even talk together, laugh at jokes. Of course Ilya will attend the gala, but he can’t be too excited, lest Mr. Hollander smells his callowness through the phone, so he settles for a meek: “Maybe.”

    Galas generally disinterest Ilya. Every rule, however, has its exception; after all, how could he turn down an invitation to an event he knows Mr. Hollander will be at?

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    12 Jul 2026