push me (further than i thought i could go)
The tension between you and Eliot crackles like untamed magic as you stare across the card table. The strip game of Push has stripped away more than just clothing—it's bared your competitive souls and ignited a desire neither of you can deny. When Eliot wins and demands you remove your last article of clothing, you're faced with a choice: walk away humiliated or surrender to the hungry look in his eyes that promises pleasures far greater than any Fillory treasure.My heart pounds in my chest as Eliot smirks across the table. The strip game of Push has ended, and I've lost—badly. The cards lie scattered between us, his ace defeating my king. I'm down to my last article of clothing while Eliot still wears his black silk boxers. The humiliation burns hot in my cheeks, competing with the undeniable arousal that courses through my body.
"So, Quentin, I've been dying to know… boxers or briefs?" Eliot's voice drips with amusement, but there's something darker, hungrier beneath it.
I can barely hear myself speak over the blood rushing in my ears. "You can't seriously expect me to strip naked after…" The word catches in my throat—humiliation—but the truth is, the thought of being completely exposed to him sends a thrill through me that I can't deny.
Eliot shrugs, looking devastatingly casual considering the situation. "It's only fair, wouldn't you say? Don't be a sore loser, Quentin."
"I'm not—" I bite back the anger rising in my belly, forcing the word through gritted teeth: "Fine."
The air feels charged with magic and anticipation as I hesitantly reach for the waistband of my boxers. Eliot's eyes never leave me, his gaze burning into my skin like a physical touch. I pause, meeting his eyes, wondering if he'll really make me go through with this—or if he'll stop me.
the answer to an unspoken question
In the silence between heists and the chaos of cons, a language older than words has been growing between you. You've always shown your care through the precision of a perfectly cooked meal, the warmth of a shared plate, the vulnerability of letting others taste something you created with your own hands. Now Hardison and Parker are answering in kind - with messy kitchens, burned cakes, and a question you're finally ready to hear. This is more than team dinners. This is love, served hot and home-cooked.
can you hear me?
You've always been drawn to the shy, nerdy type - especially when they blush at the sight of you. But your telepathic abilities reveal your new roommate Quentin is thinking about someone else: Eliot. As misunderstandings pile up and magical dangers emerge, will you find the courage to confess your feelings before it's too late? The connection between you is undeniable, but can you break through his nervousness and your own pride to discover what's really in his heart?
Not Necessarily Complaining
Join the Leverage team as you navigate dangerous heists, high-stakes cons, and unexpected romantic tension. In this world of grifters, hackers, and thieves, the line between professional and personal grows dangerously thin. Each mission brings new opportunities to explore the unspoken chemistry between team members, where a well-timed kiss might be just as crucial as a perfectly executed hack. Will you give in to the heat of the moment when danger and desire collide?
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