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liliako (R)
Fandom: BIG TIME RUSH
Pairing: James/Camille/Logan
Length: ~2,500 words
Author on LJ:liliako
Author Website: Fic master list
Why this must be read: As I mentioned somewhat extensively -cough- in the fandom overview, there's a point early in season two when Camille (Logan's girlfriend) accidentally kisses James. While the show doesn't particularly treat this as a love triangle, it can certainly be read that way -- especially because everyone involved seems to love everyone else involved so much. Does that call for an OT3 situation? You bet it does! This is a futurefic, and it is delightful domestic fluff about a typical Friday night between three people who adore each other, as Logan attempts to be responsible and James and Camille want to convince him responsibility is overrated.
“Looogan!” “Lo-gaaaan!”
“No, not now, I’m really busy and I just can’t-”
“It’s the weekend! Come play with us!” The voices whine simultaneously at him and he heaves a sigh and looks up. They stand in the doorway, naked and giggling, beautifully unashamed and confident. “Pleeeeeease?”
“I really need to finish this paper work,” he waves a hand at his open briefcase glancing in to see how his little pile has thankfully decreased. “It’s really important, it’s already ten o’clock and-” he looks back up at them and they have twin puppy dog faces. “Oh, come on. You can’t do that and expect it to work, you two have been pulling those faces forever.” They blink innocently at him and then look at each other concerned, then back to him pouting more and trying to look more pleading and adorable.
“This always works,” Camille mopes, “You can’t tell us no when we’re naked and pouty, you can’t resist.” James nods and crouches a little to tilt their heads together at him, arms snaking around her waist.
“It’s not going to work, I’ve become immune to your charms,” Logan says and returns his focus to his work.
“But!” They protest and he holds up a hand without looking at them. He hears them retreat, grumbling, and wonders what their next move will be.
We Learn As We Go. There's also a lovely prequel, A Box Marked "Mine".
Pairing: James/Camille/Logan
Length: ~2,500 words
Author on LJ:
liliakoAuthor Website: Fic master list
Why this must be read: As I mentioned somewhat extensively -cough- in the fandom overview, there's a point early in season two when Camille (Logan's girlfriend) accidentally kisses James. While the show doesn't particularly treat this as a love triangle, it can certainly be read that way -- especially because everyone involved seems to love everyone else involved so much. Does that call for an OT3 situation? You bet it does! This is a futurefic, and it is delightful domestic fluff about a typical Friday night between three people who adore each other, as Logan attempts to be responsible and James and Camille want to convince him responsibility is overrated.
“Looogan!” “Lo-gaaaan!”
“No, not now, I’m really busy and I just can’t-”
“It’s the weekend! Come play with us!” The voices whine simultaneously at him and he heaves a sigh and looks up. They stand in the doorway, naked and giggling, beautifully unashamed and confident. “Pleeeeeease?”
“I really need to finish this paper work,” he waves a hand at his open briefcase glancing in to see how his little pile has thankfully decreased. “It’s really important, it’s already ten o’clock and-” he looks back up at them and they have twin puppy dog faces. “Oh, come on. You can’t do that and expect it to work, you two have been pulling those faces forever.” They blink innocently at him and then look at each other concerned, then back to him pouting more and trying to look more pleading and adorable.
“This always works,” Camille mopes, “You can’t tell us no when we’re naked and pouty, you can’t resist.” James nods and crouches a little to tilt their heads together at him, arms snaking around her waist.
“It’s not going to work, I’ve become immune to your charms,” Logan says and returns his focus to his work.
“But!” They protest and he holds up a hand without looking at them. He hears them retreat, grumbling, and wonders what their next move will be.
We Learn As We Go. There's also a lovely prequel, A Box Marked "Mine".