LunaEquus new story, "That Would Be Lovely", inspired me to write this one (as well as her suggestion). I'm not going to lie. Go read it—it's quite funny.
This one is slashy and sort of more than one pairing and just…oh God I don't even know how to get into it. I really don't think it tops the above story at all. (For one, it's much shorter.) But it was fun to write, and my first slashy fic ever, unless randomly mentioning the occasional bit of femmeslash here or there counts.
Story Three
Title: Interesting
Rating: K+ to T
Summary: Simon was disappointed when Gemma told him that her secret was that she had had a lover. He'd expected something more, and more is what he got.
Honestly, when Gemma told me her secret, I was unpleasantly surprised. I had expected something much more interesting that my fiancée had had a lover at one point in her life. A lover? I'd thought. How simple. How…boring.
In reality, I'd hoped that Gemma would have said something that sounded insane to me and then I had hoped that she'd prove it to be true. I wanted Gemma to have magical powers or be a member of some secret society. Everyone has lovers these days. Gemma's secrets no longer seemed interesting.
However, when I met said lover (or ex-lover, now…Gemma hasn't been dallying with him any more for one reason or another), my disappointment at my betrothed's lack of interesting secrets soon changed to approval. Kartik was the most beautiful man I'd ever met. Granted, I generally didn't and don't find men beautiful, so this made things even more interesting.
My own flirtations with Kartik were short-lived. He responded, yes, and I found that Gemma was completely sane to be his lover. He had the best lips and was a fabulous kisser. He didn't replace Gemma, no…but he was fun every now and then. And he was always so willing to try new things.
All good things come to an end, though, and so did our relationship. After two months of meeting in caves during the dead of night and sharing rather strange, albeit exhilarating experiences, Kartik told me that he'd had enough. "At first I'd thought sleeping with you would be like sleeping with Gemma," he'd said with a laugh, "but really it's not like that at all."
And so he'd left, and I'd been quite fine with it. I suppose Gemma always suspected that something had gone on between us. Once she said to me, "You know Kartik, who used to work for my family?"
And I said, "Yes, I knew him." And really, I meant it.
