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  1. The Reward by

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    “Were you thinking of this?” Ilya growled, tightening his grip. “On the ice?” “Yes,” Shane panted, unable to play it cool. “Yes. I wanted to get on my knees for you right there in front of everyone after your last goal.” Or: After Ilya scores a hat trick against the Montreal Voyageurs, Shane is determined to give him a reward.

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  2. That was how he found himself spread out on the bed in their house, naked except for Ilya's jersey. Shane could practically feel the weight of the last name on his shoulderblades, burning itself into his back like a brand. He'd forever be known as Ilya's. Just the thought of that made Shane so hard he could barely breathe, let alone think clearly. Shane: Are you coming home? Ilya: no Shane: But I have a surprise for you. Ilya: sex surprise? Shane: That depends on how fast you get home. or, Shane lets a long-time forbidden fantasy come true.

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  3. A video of Ilya and Yuna at the farmers market goes viral.

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  4. Ilya grasps Hollander’s chin and turns his head so he can bite a bit cruelly at his jaw and scrape his teeth down his neck. “Guess you’ve caught up with me,” he can’t help but tease Hollander as he shudders under Ilya’s mouth. “Stanley Cup win, League MVP. Copy cat.” “Oh fuck you,” Hollander says with that boyish grin, and his hands grip Ilya’s shoulders, map down his arms. Ilya flexes and feels Hollander’s appreciative squeeze at his strength. “Don’t be a sore loser.” It's the 2015-2016 season NHL Awards. A few things need to be taken care of before the season's truly over for the summer.

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  5. About a month after Las Vegas, Ilya has his day with the Stanley Cup. He texts Shane to fly to Boston and celebrate with him, and they have angsty sex with the Cup in the room. FYI: It's a superstition that touching the Cup before you've won it will prevent your team from winning it. Thursday July 17, 2014 12:46pm Lily: What are you doing this weekend? Jane: Nothing. Why? Lily: Come to Boston Jane: Why? Lily: 🙄 Jane: Aren’t you in Moscow? Lily: Not yet. Come to Boston Lily: The 19th Jane: What? I can’t! That’s this Saturday Lily: Will be worth your while 😉 Jane: No way 1:24pm Jane: Flight lands at 3 Lily: 😘 *** “Are you fucking kidding me?” Hollander dropped his duffel bag, jaw slack with disbelief. Ilya stretched his arms out in welcome, a wide smile on his face. “Glad you could make it.” Sitting in the middle of his luxury penthouse was three feet of gleaming silver, practically winking between them. Ilya leaned over, resting his arms over the top of the Stanley Cup. “This is why you texted me?” Anger twisted in Hollander’s eyes, and Ilya immediately knew he’d made the right choice on how to spend his day with the Cup. “Thought I’d let you see it for yourself.” Ilya grinned. “You will probably not get another chance to be so close to it, so.” “God, fuuuck you.” Hollander rolled his entire head as he said it, looking to the ceiling as though it might have some answers. “Yes.” Ilya smirked, nodding. Hollander turned back sharply. “So that’s it? You wanna fuck me with the Stanley Cup in the room?” And there was that heat, the exact reason Ilya had known Hollander was the perfect person to celebrate with. Internally, he felt like cheering. Instead, he sauntered over, grabbing Hollander by the waist and pulling him close. The look in his eyes was so murderous it was making Ilya giddy. Hollander hadn’t even been there for five minutes, and it was already giving him a head rush. He hadn’t known if he would show up. After the NHL Awards, Ilya told himself he’d let it rest this summer. He’d enjoyed the Cup parade. He’d seen Svetlana. He’d delayed his flight to Moscow once, then twice. But now a month had passed, and on late nights and in morning showers, he could not shake the mental image of Shane Hollander jerking off for him in a Las Vegas hotel suite. The thought of that obedience alone had already made him come into his fist more times than he could count. “I’ll let you touch it.” Ilya purred, pushing his hips into Hollander’s, lining their cocks up through their sweatpants. “If you want.” Hollander tried to pin him against the wall, but Ilya had already moved on to stripping clothes off of him, piece by piece, as he tugged him further into the room. He felt cold metal hit his back and wobble, and Hollander immediately let him go, jumping back three feet. “I swear to God, Rozanov, if you let me anywhere near that thing—” “Shh, shh.” Ilya cooed, returning the Cup to its standing position before pulling Hollander back into his arms. Hollander spooked easily, and he was well aware that he was already walking a fine line. In an effort to calm him down, he kissed him, enjoying how quickly he softened in response. “Is okay. You will probably never get one of these either way.” Hollander’s nostrils flared in an intoxicating mixture of fury and arousal. “Get. Fucked.” “Am hoping to,” Ilya leaned down, dragging his lips along Hollander’s jaw and tracing teasing fingers along the soft skin beneath his shirt. Hollander exhaled, closing his eyes as he fought the inevitable, but Ilya could already feel him growing hard against him.

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  6. Shane is bad at being gay. Ilya loves to tease his husband.

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  7. Ilya let himself soften into it. He’d missed this, the simple camaraderie between teammates. He did feel lonely, but in some ways he felt safer with this team, and Shane had given him that, it was because of Shane that he moved to Ottawa. All the good things in his life curved back to Shane. Looking around, he tried to imagine him here, not Shane Hollander the hockey player, but his Shane, the man who made the darkest rooms feel like home. He felt suddenly certain that they would welcome him with love and respect. And, God help him, he was still hoping like an idiot that Shane would walk through the door. Ilya tightened his grip on his roasting stick, jaw set, trying to divert his thoughts back to the present, when a ripple went through the group. Conversation dipped, then stopped completely. “Um… what the fuck,” Dillon muttered, eyes flicking toward the house. “Is that Shane Hollander?” Or Shane decides to go get his man after seeing Ilya’s instagram post in Chap.23 of TLG.

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  8. Shane surprises Ilya when he's out celebrating with the rest of the Centaurs. Because they can do that now.

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  9. At a camp lunch, Ilya finds out that people ship Shane and Hayden. He is not happy. “You've really never heard of Shayden?” Harris’ jaw dropped in delight, and Shane grimaced. “No. What is Shayden?” Ilya looked around at the faces of the rest of his camp counselors, agitated in confusion at Max Riley's laughter. Abruptly, Hayden got up from the table, red face betraying him as he muttered, "I can't be here for this," and left the room. “Here we go,” J.J. scrubbed a hand over his face, trying to hide a grin. “It's their couple name!” Harris exclaimed. “What.” Ilya’s voice dropped. “Jesus Christ,” Shane sighed, mostly to himself. “Their couple name?” Ilya scoffed. “Yeah, like on Tumblr and stuff.” Max piped up, still laughing. “There's, like, people who make videos and collages and write fan fiction about them.” Ilya's jaw tightened, and Shane looked like he wanted to perish into the ground, intensely focused on his salad. “And you are aware of this?” His Russian accent was clipped and bitter. “I’ve heard of it.” Shane muttered, refusing to look up from his lunch. “What about us?” Ilya huffed, sending misdirected ire at Harris. “Do we have a couple name?” “Of course.” Harris only grinned, nodding. “You guys are Hollanov. It’s been around for ages. Let me tell you, those guys were thrilled to be right.” “Hollanov? Why not Rozander?” “Is that really what you're focusing on right now?” Shane sent him a flat look. “Rozander sounds better.” Ilya grumbled. “They’re both awful.” Troy winced. “Yeah, but you can’t deny that Shayden really rolls off the tongue.” Leah chimed in, earning herself a glare. “What? I’m not the one doing it! More of a K-pop shipper myself.” “What is a shipper?” Ilya scowled, unsure which part of this conversation was irritating him most — feeling so out of the loop on so many English words (what the fuck was Tumblr?), or the concept of Shayden. “Here, let me show you.” Max pulled up his phone, immediately finding thousands of posts dedicated to the beautiful love between Shane and his best friend. The two of them laughing together. Joking around in team promo videos. Holding each other’s shoulders on the ice, speaking directly into each other’s ears. Cheering with the Stanley Cup. Out pushing a stroller. “Okay, that one’s fucked.” Shane pointed at the phone. “They literally cropped Jackie out. She was there.” “They are all fucked!” Ilya practically yelled. “You do make a cute couple.” Harris said, popping a chip into his mouth, only to get a murderous look from Ilya. “What?! They do!” “This is so fucking weird.” Shane sounded dazed as Max played a slowed down, black and white video of them hugging after a goal, set to a Lana del Rey song. Dear God, when I get to heaven, please let me bring my man… “We are a cuter couple.” Ilya grumbled, grabbing the phone out of Max’s hand. “What do I search?” “Here. I’ll do it.” Harris took the reins, instantly finding what he was looking for. “See? You guys get stuff like this.” The photo he found was a screengrab of the two of them facing off at an All Stars game early in their careers. The eye contact between them was admittedly charged, and the caption said, “If a rivalry lasts more than 10 years, then you are no longer just rivals. You are GAY.” Ilya chuckled, despite himself. He’d fucked Shane’s mouth until his eyes watered that night. “Shayden is more loving. Hollanov is more homoerotic.” “That, I cannot argue.” Ilya tilted his head towards his husband, and Shane scowled. “Hold up, I’m searching you guys on AO3.” Leah stared down at her own phone before bursting into laughter. “Oh my God.” “What’s AO3?” Shane looked nervous now. “There are so many more Shayden stories, holy fuck.” Leah laughed, still scrolling. “You guys have a lot of catching up to do.”

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  10. He felt so guilty about it, but those moments on the road trip had been the most turned on Shane had ever been in his life.

    Logic tells us that within the Game Changers Universe, Shane/Hayden shippers must exist. This is what they might be writing. With bonus Ilya and Shane reactions at the end!

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  11. Ilya Rozanov would be lying if he said he never thought he'd be facing a Stanley Cup final again. He just never expected to be playing for the Centaurs. He never expected to be this nervous. And he certainly never expected to be in a Japanese takeout at one in the morning, hours from the puck dropping.

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  12. “My mom told me that we’re supposed to get each other something with paper for our first anniversary.” “Paper?” Ilya looked confused. “Like what, a card? We are too wealthy for this, I think.” ---- Ilya and Shane try to follow the traditional anniversary gift guide.

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  13. “If I didn’t know better,” Ilya had drawled, mostly teasing, as Shane pressed adoring, apologetic kisses into his shoulder, after a hard night out a few months back. “I’d think you were embarrassed to be with me. A first for me. I will try not to let it wound my pride.” “You’re pride is fine,” Shane griped out of habit and then had nuzzled closer, held Ilya tighter because he hated that he could make Ilya feel that way. “I’m sorry. I know I do it. It’s hard for me after so long. I love you so much, it scares me shitless sometimes.” Shane's working on letting go of the control that's kept him and Ilya safe for the past ten years. The fact that he's Shane Hollander means that he's got a plan. The fact that he's with Ilya Rozanov means that plan involves fucking him stupid. And for once, Shane's kind of ready to be the one who drives Ilya out of his mind.

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  14. Shane has emotions, and Ilya tries to make things better. Then comes the important part - Ilya slowly taking Shane apart in a rocking chair on their deck. or as was requested: the chair's a rockin' and Shane’s hole gets cockin'

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  15. A snapshot of Christmas galas held to benefit the Irina convention, and the tender moments they hold. ----- Flufftober day thirteen: hosting a holiday event

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  16. Shane gets stuck in Boston after a blizzard blows through. The boys take advantage of the day together. ----- Flufftober day twelve: Blizzard or heatwave

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  17. Something is bothering Shane Hollander. Ilya can tell theres something on his mate's mind and he's desperate to fix it. He's been eager to do things for Shane ever since their son arrived, just seven months ago, desperate to be the perfect alpha. But in order to solve this particular problem, they're going to have to confront things they'd rather ignore.

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  18. Shane Hollander allows his movie star friend Rose Landry to set him up on a blind date with one of her co-stars. That date just so happens to be Ilya Rozanov. ----- Flufftober day ten -- set up by friends.

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  19. Shane and Ilya return to Ottawa after winning gold at the Milan winter Olympics. It makes Ilya reminisce on what home is to him. ----- Flufftober day nine: coming home (part 2)

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  20. Shane and Ilya bring home their first child from the hospital. ----- Flufftober day nine: coming home

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