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The blackouts are getting worse.
They aren't dangerous, in the long run, just strange. Strange because they only ever happen when Shane is at home; never on the road, at the rink, or even when in public.
His blackouts only ever happen in his condo.
Shane doesn't even realize something is happening at first. He'll get home after practice or a game, exhausted, and the second the front door closes behind him something in his body loosens. A warmth spreads through him and his thoughts will go fuzzy at the edges. His inner omega will start purring low and smug in the back of his mind.
Nest, it says.
Once the thought hits, the urge becomes almost unbearable. He usually makes it to the bedroom before the rest hits. Shane will crawl into bed still half dressed, burrowing instinctively into the blankets, dragging pillows close against his chest while warmth floods his body in thick, heavy waves. His painfully organized nest will become messy, Shane digging around until the chaotic placements feels perfect.
And then—nothing. Absolutely nothing. Hours vanish, sometimes even entire evenings.
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- Part 5 of Hollanov A/B/O
- Part 6 of Hollanov Smut
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Bookmarked by kvitaskr
03 Jul 2026
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Alpha omega verse. Ilya sneaks into Shane’s house and scent marks the entire place. Shane finds out. Both of them are incredibly horny and head over heels for each other
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“Do you even realize,” he whispered, his voice low and uneven, “what you’re doing to me?”
You barely had a chance to respond before he closed the distance between you, his lips crashing against yours with a fervor that left no room for hesitation. The kiss was deeper, more desperate than before, as if he needed it, needed you, to steady the chaos inside him. His fingers tangled in your hair, holding you in place, making escape an impossibility—not that you wanted to.
“You don’t get it,” he rasped, his voice breaking as his grip on you tightened. “I'll never let you go. Not again. Not ever. Not after this.” His hand moved to your jaw, tilting your face up so you couldn’t look away. “I’ll do whatever it takes. Whatever it costs.”
(Or... a continuation of Caleb's limited 5 star memory: 'Painful Signal'.)
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He did, however, feel the friction of Ilya’s thigh as he slotted it between Shane’s legs and began to move it back and forth. Shane let out a soft gasp which quickly morphed into a quiet moan. The seam of his jeans lay directly over his clit, and holy shit. The pleasure felt more concentrated, but it radiated throughout his body, he could feel it in his fucking fingertips. Eventually Ilya stopped, and Shane took over rubbing back and forth, grinding even, letting out breathy, hitched moans.
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A heartwarming tale of learning you love overstimulation when you wake up sans dick.
Bookmarked by kvitaskr
19 Jun 2026
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sassy Shane cursed with a pussy twice and Ilya being incredibly happy about it each time. wet and hot read. if only someone could do this to me.
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Bleeding Me Dry How I Like by IlyaRizzanov
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
20 May 2026
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Once he’s settled, he gives Ilya that look. Hooded eyes, softened jaw, slickened lips. The “I’ll do whatever you ask me”look that gets Ilya harder than anything they’ve ever done together. His cock is beating like a drum against the inside of his joggers, but he’s keeping them on. He made that decision last night. They stay on, unless they can’t anymore.
“What are you gonna do to me?” Shane asks.
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Ilya very much wants to make his husband wet. Very wet.
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two stanley cups, forty million net worth and zero orgasms by BINARYZERO
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV)
21 May 2026
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“Baby, you’ll never find someone if you’re that scared of meeting people.”
“Leave him alone, Rosy,” Jackie waves a hand in the air: “He’ll find someone when he’s ready.”
“It’s not that—” Shane’s words wobble out like a whisper, like his tongue turned to rubber because of the alcohol.
Rose is too invested in her thesis to even pay him attention: “I’m just saying! It’s for his health! I don’t think he should be spending all of his heats alone, that’s it. It can’t be healthy.”
It’s not that—I have this—this thing—
“I don’t think I can orgasm,” he blurts out.
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Or the one where Shane Hollander, at twenty seven, is the first male-omega captain of the Montreal Metros. Under his belt, he has two Stanley Cups, forty million dollars of net worth and zero orgasms. This must change. (Rose suggests a check up might help). (Jackie knows a great gynecologist downtown).
Bookmarked by kvitaskr
19 Jun 2026
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Doctor Ilya and never-had-an-orgasm Hollander. Ilya is head over heels for Shane but tries to be professional when he has his fingers in Shane’s pussy. Adorable and sexy