Back with more Leverage nonsense

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I have been deeply spoiled by athenrys writing and gifting me this delightful Parker/Quinn/Eliot fic that was supposed to just be P/Q with some undertones. She's blamed me for it turning full OT3 and I will accept this merrily bc boy do I love this rare trio.

Athenrys also has a fantastic assortment of non-trio Parker/Quinn ficlets on AO3 as well which I'll link below, too.

Title: Delicate Constitution
Rating: M
Fandom: Leverage
Pairing/Characters: Parker/Quinn/Eliot
Critical Tags: Established Relationship
Summary: Quinn has standards when it comes to where he stays and he does like being right.
Excerpt:

“How do you expect me to do my job after sleeping on a mattress that is probably older than you are and a shower with no water pressure?” Quinn asked. He gestured at his body, “This is how I get my job done. You sit behind a screen to do yours, my ass is cashing the checks, and you won’t spring for a place that serves actual breakfast instead of a continental.”

“Eliot’s never complained. And our mark owns the other three hotels in the area.”

“Eliot has a martyr complex you can see from the moon,” he snapped. “No offense.”

“Some taken,” Eliot rumbled. He gave Quinn a once over while he coiled rope for Parker’s gear bag. “Didn’t know you had such a delicate constitution, Quinn.”

Title: The Assortment
Rating: T
Fandom: Leverage
Pairing/Characters: Parker/Quinn
Critical Tags: Getting Together, Established Relationship, Prompt Fills

And lastly here's my own oneshot that I threw into the void last night. I've been picking at it for I think 2 weeks. It was supposed to be one scene, slam bam thank you ma'am. It's now a 5+1 and nearly 5k because apparently my muse cannot be stopped.

Title: Take, Take, Take
Rating: T
Fandom: Leverage
Pairing/Characters: Parker/Eliot
Critical Tags: Flirting, Stealing Clothes, 5+1 Things
Summary: There are certain lines that shouldn’t be crossed. Sure, they’re all thieves and criminals but there’s something so unapologetic with how Parker keeps taking Eliot’s clothes that tells him she knows it’s bothering him.
And she just keeps doing it.
Excerpt:

Eliot draws up one of the chairs from the kitchen settee. He regrets it within the first five minutes of the rundown, especially when he can’t stop glancing at the space still available on the couch. He wouldn’t normally have avoided sitting by any of the others; they spent far too much time with one another to get antsy about personal space. But then again typically the rest of the crew wasn’t swanning around in his own damn clothes.

Parker is a thief. That’s her thing, her identity, her whole weird deal wrapped up in a shiny bow because no other term does it justice or covers the sticky bits that come with it. Of course she’s decided to take his shirt. It shouldn’t bother Eliot - it doesn’t - but there’s still something that’s keeping him from crossing the square footage from the uncomfortable chair to the couch in front of her.

He makes it through the rest of the briefing by keeping his eyes solely on the television screen and his mind off of the blonde woman who doesn’t seem to notice - or maybe just doesn’t care - that she’s stolen his thoughts along with the tee.