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Unrequited Love?

Pairings: Smithers/OFC, Burns/Smithers (Farther along), Ned/OFC (farther along)

Warnings: M/F, M/M, Bi, romance, language, anal, soloM, oral, preg, WIP

Summary: Smithers, feeling unloved and alone, ends up in Moe's bar and meets a young woman named Zoe who just moved from Shelbyville. The two of them start a physical relationship, only wanting some form of companionship since neither can be with who they love. Zoe feels bad for Smithers and begins a scheme to get him and Burns together. Will it work? Or will poor Smithers never get to be with the person he loves so dearly? And will Zoe have to spend her nights alone as well?

My female character is Zoe Hart, she'll be 21 in this fic. If you want to use her at all, I'd appreciate you asking first! This story will take place before 'Lisa the Skeptic' but other than that, I'm not sure if I'll use any other events from the series. I absolutely love Burns and Smithers! So don't worry, there will be plenty of that, you'll just have to wait a while for it to happen!

Chapter 1-Kindred Souls

*Smithers' POV*

I found myself in Moe's Tavern trying to drink myself into oblivion. I had a rough day at work and wanted to forget it ever happened. I couldn't believe how painful my heart hurt. Mr. Burns had been in an exceptionally foul mood today, treating me worse than usual, and I was feeling rather rejected right now. I sighed into my glass and ignored the stares from my coworkers, Homer, Carl, and Lenny who were at the opposite end of the bar. I was too interested in my drink to notice when a new patron entered the bar. I was just taking another swallow of my beer, though I wished for something stronger right now, when I heard a very melodious voice from directly next to me.

"I'd like a beer over here please!" My eyes flashed to the young woman who was suddenly next to me, my eyes taking in her flaming red hair and bright green eyes with slight interest. Right now I really wanted Mr. Burns by my side, even though that was highly unlikely. I turned back to my drink as Moe walked over, setting down a duff beer and started shamelessly flirting with her.

"Well hey there sweetie! What brings such a beautiful lady as yourself here?" Moe questioned, leaning casually on the bar in front of her. She laughed softly, flipping her hair over her shoulder flirtatiously.

"Well, if you must know, I just moved from Shelbyville and was wandering around town then decided to stop in here for a drink." She replied, flashing a bright smile. My eyes had flashed back to her when she spoke, and even though they went quickly back to my drink, I found myself listening intently to her voice.

"After I'm done with work here, what do ya say about coming over to my place?" Moe asked, eyebrows raising expectantly. Her laughter was lighthearted and warm.

"I'm sorry," She apologized softly. "I actually was going to see if the man next to me would ask that question." She told Moe and I felt my heart leap slightly. 'She wanted…me?' My head turned towards her in surprise.

"Oh…I see…" Moe muttered as he ambled back towards the other end of the bar. I kept staring at my 'drinking buddy' and tried to come up with something to say. Like, 'I'm entirely flattered but, you see I have the hots for my…male…boss. Yeah, that would go over well!'

"Um…" I started, rubbing the back of my head slightly. "Not that I'm not flattered by your offer…but…" I trailed off, not knowing how to complete that without incriminating myself.

"But you're gay." The woman stated bluntly. My face flushed a dark red and my eyes widened in surprise.

"Wah…" I mumbled, trying to come up with a good reply. Having no luck I simply shook my head. "Well…if you must know…I'm bi, but that isn't the reason why I'm refusing your offer. I mean, you are very beautiful but there's just something I need to work out." I told her, shocked that I'd tell a complete stranger one of the dark secrets I'd kept to myself for a long time.

"You're in love with someone right now, aren't you?" The woman asked softly, placing her hand on my arm. I jumped, hesitating slightly before I nodded. 'This woman, she's so inquisitive.' I thought to myself as I looked at her, trying to figure what she wanted.

"It's…someone who I've loved for a very long time," I told her, staring at the bar in sadness. "But I doubt he even realizes this, or that he'll ever feel the same way. By the way, I'm Waylon Smithers." I offered, needing to know something more about this woman after having revealed my dark secret to a stranger.

"Oh, sorry! I'm Zoe Hart!" She said, smiling slightly. "That was very rude of me not to introduce myself before prying into your business!" She held out her hand for me to shake, and I noted the softness of her hand was nothing like Mr. Burns' rough and warm one. 'It was rather rude of you to pry into my business in the first place.' I thought as I took another drink of my beer. "Unrequited love is a bitch, isn't it?" She muttered suddenly, I met her eyes and saw a sadness in her gaze that I'd seen many times in my own.

"Can I ask you something?" I asked hesitantly, she turned to me and nodded, taking a swig of her drink. "Who is it that you love?" I asked, hoping I wasn't overstepping my bounds, though she clearly didn't care about prying into my affairs.

"I'll tell you if you tell me who exactly it is you're in love with." Zoe stated, meeting my eyes as she slid her almost empty beer between her hands. I nodded and found myself saying something I'd never admitted except to myself.

"I…I'm in love with my boss, Mr. Burns…" I said softly, watching as her eyes turned sympathetic. She reached across the bar and placed her hand on mine in a consoling manner.

"I'll tell you my story now." The young girl said, her fingers curling around my hand. The gesture surprised me but I allowed it, needing to feel some kind of affection from someone. "It started in my freshman year of high school, the year began normally, but as the first month of it wore on, I realized I had a crush on one of my teachers. I thought it was just a phase and would pass soon, but it never did, it only grew stronger as the months went on. I never told him how I felt all through that year or even through the rest of High School, even though he was my teacher again my Senior year. I new I was in love with him, because after school ended, my heart would ache everytime I thought about him, which was almost constantly. The reason why I left Shelbyville, was because I stupidly sought him out." She took a break to down more of her drink and to sigh heavily. "He was married you see, and I went to him, just last week to be exact, and I told him I was in love with him. It was stupid, but I needed him to know. All those years of heartache…I just…needed…closure I guess…" Zoe sighed and I squeezed her hand gently.

"I know exactly how you feel, Zoe." I told her sympathetically, hoping someday I could confess my true feelings to Mr. Burns, and have him reciprocate. I was too much of a coward to do that, fearing that I'd loose his friendship as well as any hope of a relationship with him. "Though I haven't told him that I love him, I just…know what you're going through." I said softly, smiling gently at her as she turned her beautiful eyes onto mine.

"Thank you, that actually makes me feel a lot better!" She squeezed my hand and lowered her voice slightly. "So, will you reconsider?" I blinked, not knowing what she was talking about immediately. Realization hit suddenly and I found myself blushing furiously.

"I…really don't know…" I mumbled, indecisive about her offer.

"I know it's not the same," Zoe said softly, her thumb rubbing along the palm of my hand. "But you can pretend I'm him if you want. I'm just so tired of being alone at night. I don't expect anything more than that, maybe a friendship if you want…but I just want to feel alive again." She looked into my eyes and I knew I couldn't resist her charms, or her offer. Her eyes were just so sad and alone, just like mine. So I paid for our drinks and took her hand, leading her past the group at the bar.

"Hey look!" I heard Lenny's obnoxious voice say as I opened the door. "Mr. Smithers is leaving with a woman!" I frowned in irritation as I heard several catcalls and a remark about how Mr. Burns would sure be surprised by this news! I ignored them and lead Zoe outside and to my car, trying to push my sudden anger away. 'I doubt he would even care.' I thought sourly as I drove to my apartment.

"Are you alright?" Zoe asked as we exited the car and headed upstairs. I put my finger to my lips and lead her to my home. She blinked but nodded and followed me inside.

"I'm fine…" I muttered after I flicked on the lights in my apartment and greeted my dog Hercules.

"What…was that about?" She asked softly placing her hand on my shoulder. I flushed slightly, deciding that I needed to tell her before she found out anyway.

"Well…you see…this is an…all male apartment building…" I said, embarrassed beyond words and hoping she'd understand the implications of that without further explaining. Her mouth formed an 'oh' of comprehension and she smiled shyly.

"Guess I wouldn't be your first choice in midnight company, would I?" She asked slyly, kicking off her shoes and dropping her purse next to them. My eyes roamed over her shapely body that was clearly defined by the tight green dress she wore.

"No, you wouldn't." I said softly, just imagining what my friends…and some of my former lovers…would think if they knew she was here tonight as many of them lived in this building.

"Um…so…" Zoe suddenly sounded unsure of herself, nervous as well. Without a word, I lead her to the kitchen and pulled out a bottle of scotch. After the two of us had a drink I lead her back to my bedroom after discarding my shoes next to hers. I felt strangely shy as we stripped in the room. Once naked, Zoe immediately covered herself up and I decided to take things slowly. I pulled her closer and kissed her. She kissed back instantly, seeming to be relieved by the distraction. Her hands sought out my hair, tangling in the spiky locks. As she did this, I imagined my love, but her lips were much too soft, and the breasts pressing against my chest was definitely not helping me imagine Mr. Burns at all. I pulled back after a minute, breathing heavily.

"So…how do you want to do this?" I asked her softly, my hand sliding down to make sure she was properly prepared. She gasped at this slight intrusion and I rubbed her thigh soothingly.

"Uhm…well…If you want to imagine Mr. Burns, then the best way for you to do that would be doggystyle." Zoe murmured softly, flushing brightly at that.

"I…don't have to imagine him." I muttered, cheeks as red as hers. "If it makes you uncomfortable that is." She reached her hand out, placing it on my bare chest.

"It's alright, really." Zoe said, smiling softly. "All I ask for is a little cuddling after, other than that, I don't care what you imagine Waylon."

"Alright, if that's what you want Zoe." I mumbled, feeling guilty about it even though she seemed fine with the arrangement. She moved onto her hands and knees, I took my position behind her, gripping her hips gently. In one quick movement I entered her fully. My gasp mirrored her own as I broke through her hymen. "Zoe!" I exclaimed, surprised beyond words. "Why didn't you tell me you were a…" I trailed off, shaking my head in shock. None of her mannerisms would have suggested that she was a virgin at all! I started to pull out of her, but she sat back quickly onto my thighs and pressing her back against my chest and effectively keeping me in place.

"Please…" Zoe said, turning slightly to give me a pleading look. "I didn't tell you because I figured you wouldn't want to sleep with me then." I nodded at her and she continued. "I…wanted to feel the comfort of another person, I haven't felt that in quite a while."

"But you've never had sex before, so how is this the same thing?" I asked, becoming confused.

"I never told you I never had sex before."

"Wah…?" I questioned softly, even more confused by her statement.

"I'll clarify, I've had sex before, just never with a man!" Realization dawned on me and I nodded, eyes slightly wide. "That's how I knew what it was like to be so alone at night, missing the comfort of another human next to you after having shared such an intimate moment together." Zoe said softly, reaching back to stroke my face gently.

"I see." I said simply, and with encouragement from her, we resumed our previous position. I was still hesitant, feeling like I was robbing the cradle (which I probably was!), I didn't even know how old she was! This was not normal for me at all! I began thrusting into her, closing my eyes after I'd set a rhythm. I imagined Mr. Burns (of course!), and found that it was quite easy now that I didn't have any of her womanly assets pressing against me. Her hips were just small enough to fit my image of his and the fact that she was hardly vocal helped that as well. I could imagine he was the one I was with very easily. 'How pathetic am I!' I thought as I increased my pace. 'Imagining this girl is a 104 year old man!' I bit my lip, pushing the voice quickly out of my head.

I felt her arms collapse under my onslaught and could vaguely hear her crying out into the sheets. Breaking out of my daydream, I stopped suddenly and brushed her hair over to one side. "Are you alright?" I asked, concern evident in my voice, feeling shameful of neglecting my partner for my own selfish needs. She turned her head far enough for me to see half her face. Zoe was flushed, her eyes filled with desire.

"Yes, Smithers…" Her voice was low and husky, my eyes flew wide at her voice. 'Oh damn! Her tone of voice…she sounds just like!' She grinned, knowing exactly what she was doing to him. "I'm perfectly fine!" I nodded, flushing darker as the heat spread faster through my body. "Don't hold back anymore! I want to feel all of you!" Zoe growled, bucking back against me. My eyes shot open wide with shock, but who was I to refuse such an offer? I began thrusting quickly into her, I still imagined Mr. Burns, but one of my hands moved around to the front of her, stroking her clit in time with my thrusts. Her gasps and moans were suddenly uncensored, and I didn't give a damn about anyone hearing this! I just wanted to feel, so I let my voice join her own, letting the heat of the moment sweep me away.

"W…Waylon…" She gasped out, voice much softer than before as her body orgasmed, clenching tightly around my hard shaft as her muscles tightened hard.

"Aaaahhh!" I cried out as I came, spilling my warm seed into her. I was thankful that I didn't say Mr. Burns' name, it was embarrassing enough with having to imagine him to get myself started with such a beautiful naked woman in my bed. I pulled out of her, sighing with contentment. Without a word I disappeared into the bathroom, returning a moment later with a washcloth to wipe the blood off of us. With that done I slid into the bed next to her and tugged her against me, pulling the covers over us.

"W…Waylon?" Zoe questioned softly after several minutes of silence.

"Hmmm?" I asked, rubbing my hand up and down her arm soothingly.

"Do you think…I could stay here…for a few days?" Zoe asked, pulling away from my shoulder to ask the question. My hand stopped its movement and I smiled at her.

"Of course you can, Zoe." I mumbled, slipping off my glasses and placing them on my bedside table. Tugging her tighter against him. It was rather nice to sleep next to a warm body, even if it wasn't the one I wanted. "You can stay as long as you want…" I heard her sigh slightly, and bury her face in my shoulder. Soon she was asleep in my arms, but I couldn't keep my mind from wandering. 'This is the most impulsive thing I've done in a long while. Even though I'd rather have Mr. Burns here, I still think I'm going to enjoy her company quite a bit. I just hope I can find a way to get him to be this way with me…' I frown slightly and slip into unconsciousness.

Tbc

So? How'd you like it? It seems like I can write more about the Simpsons than any other fandom! This is one of the longest chapters I've been able to write in quite a while, plus my oneshot, with Burns and Smithers, was the longest I've written as well! XD I'm really looking forward to writing more of this story, and about the Simpsons!