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1. grass stains by ILoveToHaveFun

   Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types  

   • Explicit
   • Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
   • M/M
   • Complete Work

   26 Jun 2026

   Tags

   • Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
   • Shane Hollander/Ilya Rozanov
   • Shane Hollander
   • Ilya Rozanov
   • Explicit Sexual Content
   • Anal Sex
   • Barebacking
   • Sexual Roleplay
   • Spit Kink
   • Spit as Lube
   • Mildly Dubious Consent
   • dont be scared shane is exactly where he wants to be
   • Dirty Talk
   • Creampie
   • using all my dogs favorite words for real
   • Post-Episode: s01e06 The Cottage (Heated Rivalry)
   • Pre-Book 6: The Long Game (Game Changers)
   • Sweat
   • Rimming
   • MENTIONED FOOT STUFF BECAUSE I WANT TO BE THE CHANGE I SEE IN THE WORLD

   Summary

   "Look, I wasn't sure how to bring this up," Shane started, putting his voice into a different register, the register he uses when he knows he's about to get what he wants, all breathy and a little whiny. A dirty little trick. "But I don't think I have the money to pay you this week, but you know I'm good for it."

   "You're good for it?" Ilya asked, and he's fallen into his role seamlessly. In another life he would have been a thespian, he thought. "I don't think this will work for me," he said, taking a menacing step towards Shane who is doing all he can to keep a giddy little smile off his lips. Not the best scene partner, admittedly. But he's got the spirit.

   "No?" he quivered out.

   "No. I don't think so." Ilya took another bite of his popsicle and tried not to break character by wincing at the brain freeze. "I have bills to pay, you know. And I spend extra time making your yard look perfect," Ilya gestured over his shoulder with the popsicle stick at the wobbly, imperfect mower lines in the grass. "and now I might not get paid? No. That won't work for me."

   Shane's eyes widened under his sunglasses, lips cherry red, bitten and juice-stained. "Could we come to some kind of arrangement?"

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