I did it! It's done! Over 50K of threesome smut - with some actual plot. And I managed to post it all before the season 3 premiere!
---Not The End Of Your Story
(52791 words) by FangirlishnessBeta
- Thank you so much! One made me rethink and rewrite a lot, as usual, and the story got a lot better for it. The other patiently sat through the whole story and listened to me waffle on about it even though it turned out she doesn't ship the pairing at all. Thank you both, your help was invaluable!Rating:
No Archive Warnings ApplyRelationships:
Eve Baird/Flynn Carsen/James Moriarty, Eve Baird/Flynn Carsen, Flynn Carsen/James MoriartyAdditional Tags:
Threesome - F/M/M, Episode: s02e10 And the Final Curtain, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Evlynn with added Moriarty, Flynn overthinks things a lot, Gratuitous use of Shakespeare sonnetsSummary:
Flynn has only just made up with Eve when he discovers something fascinating about Moriarty.
Is it magic? Is it attraction? Can Flynn resist? What will Eve think? He really shouldn't be wasting time on questions like that and concentrate on defeating Prospero and getting back to the future instead. But since when has Flynn's brain ever done the straightforward thing?
Flynn wasn’t the most experienced guy when it came to being attracted to people — really not at all when those people were men — but he was pretty sure it wasn’t supposed to feel like this.
Flynn wanted to let go again immediately, but Moriarty gripped his hand tightly. Moriarty’s mouth dropped open as he inhaled deeply, like a drowning man. He didn’t get up; instead, he pulled Flynn off-balance. Flynn’s knees twitched and buckled. He dropped down in front of Moriarty, only just catching himself on his hand before his knees hit the gravel.
A tremor went through Moriarty’s body, and there was a fluctuation in the energy that was flowing between them. It was definitely magic. Flynn knew, even though he’d never felt anything like this before.
A small part of his mind, the part that wasn’t frozen in shock, was delighted at the fact that magic still held secrets for him, and that he’d discovered another facet. It felt like a form of magnetism that was keeping them connected.
The tension in Moriarty’s frame seemed to lessen. His breaths came more evenly now. Flynn couldn’t claim the same of his own breaths.
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