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shisou_eimin (NC-17)
Fandom: BIG TIME RUSH
Pairing: James/Logan
Length: ~9,500
Author on LJ:shisou_eimin
Author Website:shishi_fic
Why this must be read: I am a total sucker for any fic where characters are secretly pining for each other and try to hide their feelings when they get thrown together. This fic plays with that trope quite a bit while remaining PWP -- James and Logan want each other, they agree to screw around for totally platonic, non-emotional reasons, and through the course of fantastically hot sex come to terms with what it is they really want. Yum.
“Alright, alright, fine. I’ll tell you…” he gasped out, hands gripping James’ forearm trying to get him to let him go.
James released him, breathing heavily and grabbed Logan by the arm to pull him back onto the couch with him, a huge grin on his face. He knew he’d be able to get Logan to talk. It was all a matter of tactic. “Well?” he prompted when Logan didn‘t say anything.
“I’m thinking!” Logan snapped, annoyed and flustered.
James rolled his eyes, “About what?”
“On how to tell you this without it sounding stupid…” Logan said, taking a deep breath to calm himself.
Letting out a heavy sigh, James shoved him lightly in the shoulder, “Just tell me. Are you dying from some kind of disturbing disease or something?” he asked, eyes wide, blurting out the first thing that came to mind that Logan could possibly not want to tell him.
Logan’s eyes widened and then he laughed in surprise, “What? No, I’m not dying!”
James relaxed slightly, letting out a breath he hadn’t been aware he was holding. Shaking it off, he raised an eyebrow questioningly, “Well, then…?”
Logan sighed, chewing on his bottom lip before taking a deep breath and closed his eyes. “I can’t…I can’t come, okay?” he said it as fast as he could, then opened one eye to look up at the other boy.
James remained silent for a moment, trying to understand what Logan was trying to say. “Can’t come where?” he finally asked when his mind came up with a blank.
Logan groaned, hand flying up to smack himself on the forehead. “No, not like that! Like, I can’t…come.” He said, trying to put as much emphasis into the word as possibly, eyebrows rising high on his forehead.
James arched an eyebrow, unsure if Logan was implying what he thought he was implying. But then the other boy gave an exasperated sigh and motioned with his hand, his face red with embarrassment “Ya know…” and James laughed in surprise.
“See, I knew you were going to laugh,” Logan said, shoving at his shoulder.
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Pairing: James/Logan
Length: ~9,500
Author on LJ:
shisou_eiminAuthor Website:
shishi_ficWhy this must be read: I am a total sucker for any fic where characters are secretly pining for each other and try to hide their feelings when they get thrown together. This fic plays with that trope quite a bit while remaining PWP -- James and Logan want each other, they agree to screw around for totally platonic, non-emotional reasons, and through the course of fantastically hot sex come to terms with what it is they really want. Yum.
“Alright, alright, fine. I’ll tell you…” he gasped out, hands gripping James’ forearm trying to get him to let him go.
James released him, breathing heavily and grabbed Logan by the arm to pull him back onto the couch with him, a huge grin on his face. He knew he’d be able to get Logan to talk. It was all a matter of tactic. “Well?” he prompted when Logan didn‘t say anything.
“I’m thinking!” Logan snapped, annoyed and flustered.
James rolled his eyes, “About what?”
“On how to tell you this without it sounding stupid…” Logan said, taking a deep breath to calm himself.
Letting out a heavy sigh, James shoved him lightly in the shoulder, “Just tell me. Are you dying from some kind of disturbing disease or something?” he asked, eyes wide, blurting out the first thing that came to mind that Logan could possibly not want to tell him.
Logan’s eyes widened and then he laughed in surprise, “What? No, I’m not dying!”
James relaxed slightly, letting out a breath he hadn’t been aware he was holding. Shaking it off, he raised an eyebrow questioningly, “Well, then…?”
Logan sighed, chewing on his bottom lip before taking a deep breath and closed his eyes. “I can’t…I can’t come, okay?” he said it as fast as he could, then opened one eye to look up at the other boy.
James remained silent for a moment, trying to understand what Logan was trying to say. “Can’t come where?” he finally asked when his mind came up with a blank.
Logan groaned, hand flying up to smack himself on the forehead. “No, not like that! Like, I can’t…come.” He said, trying to put as much emphasis into the word as possibly, eyebrows rising high on his forehead.
James arched an eyebrow, unsure if Logan was implying what he thought he was implying. But then the other boy gave an exasperated sigh and motioned with his hand, his face red with embarrassment “Ya know…” and James laughed in surprise.
“See, I knew you were going to laugh,” Logan said, shoving at his shoulder.
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