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    After Nathan MacKinnon clutches up and wins gold for Canada when Sidney Crosby gets injured, he gets a phone call.

    “Tonight only. One night. You can.” Malkin says, and Nate’s stomach feels like it’s going to fall out of his ass.

    “What.” It isn’t a question. His brain is spinning. Feverish. There’s no way Malkin means what Nate’s grasping greedy mind leaped to.

    “I’ll let you.” Malkin continues, “Just this one time. You can say I gave permission. You understand this?”

    Nate’s mouth is dry.

    “If this is your idea of a joke—“

    “Is most serious I have ever been. Say thank you, MacKinnon.”

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     “I need your help.” 

    Ilya peers up again and raises an eyebrow. He pauses the video he was watching. “With?” 

    Shane fidgets. “I, uh… I can’t– I mean, I can but I’m not very good– Fuck, listen, just– Ineedyoutohelpmewithsex.” 

    A pause. A long pause. Ilya blinks a couple of times, mouth twitching at the corners. Then,

    “You need me to teach you how to fuck your girl, Hollander?”

    Shane needs help satisfying his girlfriend, Jessica. He turns to his roommate, Ilya, for help.

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    11 May 2026

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    They could take their time now, the initial frenzy of needing to be as close to each other finally wearing off. They were there, they were alone. Together. It was luxurious, feeling the weeks stretching ahead of them. Shane wondered what Ilya would do to him with all their new free time.

    …He wondered how many packs Ilya would end up smoking.

    “Come,” Ilya told him after he decided he’d denied Shane long enough, fingertips stained in nicotine and Shane’s own saliva. Only then did Ilya finally kiss him, when he could tell Shane was close, smirk on his lips and tasting like fucking cigarettes. Shane came from three things: the permission, Ilya stroking his cock with a grip that veered into too tight, and from the taste of smoke on his tongue.

    Shane remembered that Ilya smoked and so he bought him an ashtray, because he was a good host. Even though it was a disgusting habit that Shane didn’t want anything to do with. Right?

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    30 Apr 2026

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    Cliff Marleau has known about Ilya Rozanov’s relationship since Ilya was twenty-two. 

    It’s not like it was complicated to put the pieces together, is the thing. When it all comes out in public, the Raiders have various different meltdowns – Twitter explodes in a way that is sort of unprecedented, and breaks out of the hockey specific Twitter spaces the same way that the Scott Hunter thing did. There’s shitty headlines and queer space headlines, and it’s a whole thing. And Cliff is pretty sure he’s the person least surprised about it. 

    But here’s the thing. Cliff Marleau has known Ilya Rozanov since the kid was eighteen. 

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    Marly's not as oblivious as everyone thinks. Throughout his time knowing Ilya Rozanov, he picks up on some things nobody else seems to be seeing. He keeps his mouth shut about it.

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