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May 01, 2010 10:26

My productivity levels are slightly dubious. For example, while I did actually manage to confirm my admission to a university yesterday, and send in a residence application form and deposit, I failed to finish the Sherlock Holmes fic I was supposed to finish.

I did, however, find the time to chat about OT3 fic some more. unlurkster is at least partially to blame for this, because she's all "You should tell me a story! :D :D :D :D!" and how can I resist that?

So here's a scene from the OT3 fic in which Johnny and Stephane are in a relationship, but then Stephane suggests they have a threesome. And Johnny suggests Evan, because he's guaranteed to be discreet about it, and he and Evan maybe had a whole off-and-on, purely-for-sex thing going on for a while. There's some conflict in here, but basically it's just me wanting to write somewhat plausible fic about how three people fit together in a relationship, with self-indulgent domesticity to boot.



nova33: Evan arrived at their apartment the night before, but he was so tired that the three of them just ended up crashing early, Evan curled loosely around Johnny, arm across his waist and face in his neck, as Stephane stretched himself behind Evan and settled a tentative hand on Evan's stomach.
unlurkster: *__________ *
nova33: In the morning Stephane goes to coach and Johnny goes to have coffee with his mom, but they leave Evan a note ("Just in case!" Stephane says, signing his name and adding a little smiley face. "Just in case what?" Johnny asks. "Just in case he thinks we've disappeared? Evan's not an eight-year-old, Stephane." But Stephane just gives Johnny an unimpressed look, and Johnny writes, "Morning, sleepyhead. Your stupid protein drinks are in the fridge. x" under Stephane's message.)
unlurkster: STUPID PROTEIN DRINKS

JOHNNY GIVES EVAN AN X

omg just tell me domestic fic stories forever

nova33: Johnny maybe sometimes shops for Evan, when he knows he's coming. But it's only because he doesn't want to listen to Evan bitch about how there's no good food in the house, okay?

unlurkster: :DDDDDDDD
nova33: By the time Johnny and Stephane get home in the early afternoon, Evan's sitting on the couch, idly flipping channels. He puts the remote down and turns to look at them when they come in, and he still looks sleepy and rumpled. Johnny can tell he's showered because his hair's still a little damp, and there's no product in it - thank god - and Johnny kind of wants to run his hands through Evan's hair. (It's a momentary desire, sharp, and Johnny's not sure if it stems from wanting the sex he didn't get the night before or some weird instinct he has to look after Evan, since Evan obviously can't look after himself.)

"You look exhausted," Stephane says, and sits down next to Evan on the couch. Evan smiles sleepily at him and settles back against the cushions.

"I'm a little tired," he admits, and Johnny rolls his eyes as he walks toward the bedroom to put away his clothes.

unlurkster: oh my god tired evan <3333
nova33: He can hear Stephane and Evan talking quietly over the TV, which is turned down low - maybe Evan has a headache; Johnny's positive he has some aspirin left somewhere - and then suddenly Stephane is very animated.

"No, no! Go back!"

"Stephane-" Evan starts, but when Johnny sticks his head out of the doorway, he can see that Stephane's won the battle for the remote.

unlurkster: \o/!!! STEPHANE SHOULD ALWAYS WIN THE BATTLE.

nova33: (ALL HE HAS TO DO IS POUT A LITTLE.) "I did not have a chance to watch this, before!" Stephane says gleefully, and Johnny is about to go back out into the living room to see what it is, but then he hears the familiar theme music for Dancing With the Stars.

unlurkster: ahahahaha omg

(why so familiar to johnny, eh eh eh)

nova33: "Seriously, do we have to-" Evan starts, but Stephane just makes a shushing motion at him and gazes intently at the screen.

(God, as if he doesn't watch it!) "Oh!" Stephane says, and he sounds genuinely surprised. "It is you!" Evan's giving Stephane a sort of dazed look.

"Uh...yes?" Evan says, truly perplexed, and Johnny snorts before ducking back into his room to finish folding his clothes.
unlurkster: ahahaha oh man and here evan was thinking he wanted to watch it_because_ evan was in it

nova33: "You are not so bad at this," Stephane says after a few minutes, and Johnny just has to laugh, loud enough that Evan and Stephane can hear him in the other room. When he walks back out to join them, Evan is pretending to glare at him, but there's a small smile playing at the corner of his lips.

"Dick," Evan says, and Johnny just shakes his head.

unlurkster: this is the part where I sigh happily :D

nova33: "I do not mean to be rude!" Stephane exclaims. "I just...had not expected you to be quite so graceful."

"Thanks," Evan says graciously, and Johnny settles next to him on the couch.

"Yeah," Johnny says, "graceful like a swan, even." He smirks at Evan.

unlurkster: GRACIOUS EVAN. Oh my heart <3333

nova33: "I knew you were watching!" Evan says, and Johnny shrugs.

"Only sometimes."

"Only sometimes my ass," Evan mutters, and then turns to Stephane, who's tugging on his sleeve to get his attention.

"I think you should teach me," Stephane says, wide-eyed and innocent, and Evan bites his lip.

"I don't really think I'm good enough to teach you anything," he says honestly, but Stephane just gets to his feet and tugs Evan with him.

unlurkster: DANCING DANCING DANCING!
nova33: Evan shoots a pleading look at Johnny, but Johnny just stretches out on the couch, making himself comfortable.
unlurkster: oh god, johnny you are such a dick. <3
nova33: "Um..." Evan says, standing in the middle of the room with his arms at his sides as Stephane moves the coffee table out of the way.

Stephane comes to stand in front of Evan, looking up at him expectantly. "So?"

"So, um..." Evan starts. "What do you want to learn? I can't really - I mean, I don't think I can dance without music." He looks so nervous and uncomfortable, Johnny thinks, and takes pity on him.

"I may have that song that you did the rumba to," Johnny says, getting up and going over to his iPod speakers.

"You - what?" Evan says, and the surprise seems to have jolted him out of his sleepiness a little. "Why do you have that song?"

"Maybe I like it," Johnny says, queing up the song.

"Do I have to do that one?" Evan asks, and Johnny turns to look at him.

"Is there a problem?" Stephane asks, and Johnny shakes his head.
unlurkster: oh man oh man evan
nova33: "No, not at all. Evan's just going to show you his awesome hip actions."

Evan holds Johnny's gaze for a second more and then sags a little before turning back to Stephane. He steps closer and wraps his arms around Stephane, pulling him in, and then looks down. "So...this is how we started."

unlurkster: :DDDDD oh man touching

nova33: Johnny hits play and settles back down onto the couch as he turns Stephane, his hands strong on Stephane's hips, and pushes him away before pulling him back in. Stephane's a natural dancer - he's an elegant skater and, unlike how it is with a lot of skaters (* coughEvancough *) it actually translates when his skates are off his feet.

He follows Evan's lead easily, and Johnny has to admit that they look good together. (He can maybe even admit that Evan looked good when he did the dance originally, wearing white for once in his life.)

The end of the song comes and Evan pulls Stephane close again, but then dips him low, making Stephane laugh and Evan smile slowly. For a second, it's like they've forgotten Johnny's there.
unlurkster: oh man. <333
nova33: Evan pulls Stephane back up and Johnny gets to his feet, takes the necessary step to be closer to the two of them. He rests his hand on the small of Stephane's back, close to where Evan's fingers are still pressing into Stephane's shirt, and Evan pulls away, takes a step back from the two of them. All the easy confidence that built up while he was dancing is gone, and instead he's looking down at the floor, arms hanging limply again. Johnny presses his hand against Stephane's back, just a slight pressure, and Stephane reaches out for Evan.

(K: I promise actual progress is being made. Really.)

threesomes!, fic, stephane lambiel, evan lysacek, johnny weir, figure skating, writing

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