Totally Not Disturbing
by: I Suffer From Hubris
This... this was wrong. Very wrong. Completely wrong. Disturbingly wrong.
But why, Simon thought, does it feel so... right?
The boy vampire could only wonder how he got himself into this, erm, situation. One second, he was just minding his own business and kind of walking along a riverbank in the middle of nowhere... And the next second, he was...
The mere thought brought a crimson-colored blush to Simon's already ruddy cheeks. Ruddy because of his current... predicament.
A pleasant predicament, Simon mentally corrected. If it wasn't, I wouldn't be enjoying myself nearly as much as I am... He he he...
"Simon..." moaned his exuberant lover. "Why are you giggling at a time like this?"
Simon whispered against the other's cheek, "Because I'm so giddy and joyous at how you make me feel, my love."
When had Simon been gifted with smooth-talk like that?
"Oh, Simon..."
And so they continued for awhile more, until they both collapsed, sweating and breathing heavily.
"That was exquisite," said a breathless, somewhat aged female Nephilim.
"No, no, you are wrong... You were exquisite," Simon exhaled, giving a feline stretch and settling down, burrowing his head into the crook of his partner's neck.
It didn't even occur to Simon that it wasn't entirely acceptable to be "friends with benefits" with your best friends' parent. All that Simon cared about at this point was the feel of another in his arms, the tickle of her breath shooting shivers down his spine.
Was Simon in love? Heck no. This was a loveless arrangement, made purely for selfish desires from both parties, but that didn't bother our favorite adolescent vampire. But for the moment, Simon felt... accepted.
That was one of Simon's main struggles through the painful years of his short life, being accepted by the populace. Clary never loved Simon, Jace never loved Simon, Alec never loved Simon, Magnus never loved Simon, Sebastian-Jonathan never loved Simon, Raphael never loved Simon, Isabelle never-
Wait, no, that was wrong. Simon was currently dating Isabelle. And by "dating", that meant hooking up at least three times per week, usually with another person like Meliorn or Aline or Maia involved. Simon knew that Isabelle didn't love him... She just loved his "hot vamp bod" and the fact that he was willing to agree to threesomes. And besides, Isabelle saw other people on the side. Simon couldn't count how many times he'd seen someone sneaking out of Isabelle's bedroom at dawn... Everyone ranging from Clary to Raphael...
So Simon felt no guilt with his current "side project" of sorts.
"Simon, Simon, Simon, Simon, Simon..." repeated his lover in a quiet sigh.
"Oh, Jocelyn..."
And the happy two stayed at it all night and day for nearly a week, until Canadian scientists discovered Idris and bombed it, killing every last Shadowhunter and boy vampire.
Those silly Canadians!
The End.