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    “Do you want to know how it feels?”

    Shane let his hand fall back to the couch. He pushed himself up onto his elbows and lifted a brow at Rozanov. “What – holding the Cup? You’ve already made that joke once.”

    “No.” Rozanov’s fingers encircled Shane’s wrist and then he was pulling Shane’s hand between his legs.

     

    Or: Shane tops.

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    28 Jun 2026

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    ough. !!!!

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    While Ilya was in the CT, Trinity had found a video of him getting checked. As gruesome a scene as it was, what stuck with her was the way Hollander had hovered. Cliff Marleau, a former teammate of Ilya’s from the Raiders, was unsurprisingly the first to his side after decking the Tampa defenseman, but Hollander was hot on his heels. She assumed that their allegiance for the sake of All-Stars would allow for some visible concern. Hollander was more than concerned.

    Trinity Santos is deeply bitter about missing the Pittsburgh-hosted MLH All-Stars Game until Ilya Rozanov is checked hard enough to land on PTMC's doorstep. In treating her longtime idol, she catches on to hockey's best kept secret.

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    “Hollander,” Ilya replied stiffly, trying his best to school his tone. “You never call me.”

    “I need–nngh–“ he panted out.

    Ilya froze, all of the questions in his head like “What are you doing?” and “Why are you calling me?” and “Why haven’t we spoken in so long?” immediately dissipating because that didn’t matter, not when it sounded like–

    “Are…are you touching yourself, Hollander?” Ilya asked, voice dropping low.

    “N-no,” Shane whimpered and fuck he missed hearing him like this. His thready breaths alone made Ilya grab at his sheets, his dick immediately perking up in interest. “I’m not–I’m not touching. I’m–fuck–”

    “You’re what?” Ilya demanded. “Finish the sentence.”

    “I’m humping a pillow.” The admission hung heavy in the air, and for a split second, Ilya lost all ability to speak.

    Shane Hollander wakes up with a vagina and can't get himself off. He calls the one person who can help him.

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    On a Thursday, a video of Canadian star hockey player Shane Hollander goes viral on the internet. The video was taken on the previous Sunday, and it’s not what anybody expects. It’s not a sex tape, or a drunken fight in a bar, or any of the other videos that have been captured of others in the league, but instead, it seems to be a sneakily filmed video of Hollander confronting his former teammates.

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    25 Jun 2026

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    Shane deserves to go batshit ❤️