Menage a 3 FanFic
Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2012 6:52 am
I didn't see anywhere to post FanFiction in this forum, so I decided to start a new thread. If I'm wrong and there is a spot, my apologies. In the meantime, enjoy the fiction:
How Gary Seduced Zii
Zii regarded Gary as she idly dragged a fork through the remains of her Chicken a La Campagne.
"The boy's come a long way", she thought. "He's still got a long way to go, but he's light years ahead from when we first met."
Erik had invited both her and Erika to dinner and she had prevailed upon him to invite Gary as well. Frankly, he needed a night off from the collected insanity of a nutso girlfriend, a sex-crazed amazon and a not-lesbian bass player determined to keep the shit stirred up in any way possible.
Zii had been half worried that Gary would bore Erica with geek-talk about comics or anime. And, she'd been half hoping that he would. The last thing that he needed was yet another love interest.
But, our bespectacled hero had acquitted himself quite well, conversationally. The topic had somehow gotten around to steampunk fashion and it had proved to be unexpectedly interesting. Zii could totally see herself rocking a top hat and brass-studded corset combo.
Finishing off her fourth glass of wine, Erica turned the flirty on and said to Gary, "I'm starting to see why all the ladies find you charming."
True to form, Gary promptly flushed and stuttered out that he was no good with women.
"Really?" Erika gave him a look over the rims of her aviators. "No history of seduction at all?"
"I'm not--- I couldn't---" Gary swallowed and said, "I wouldn't know where to begin with a seduction." Pause. "Except, maybe with Zii."
"What?"
Gary looked over at the petite punker. "I wouldn't because you're dating Erik and he's cool--"
"Thank you."
"--But, out of all the women that I know, I know you best of all. What you like and dislike and stuff."
Reflexively beginning to argue, Zii stopped short. What Gary said actually made sense.
But, Zii never let logic and sense get in the way of a good argument and she did what she usually did when she was on the losing side. I.E. Raise the stakes.
"O.K", she said, leaning back and smirking. "Let's see it."
"Um, what do you mean?" Gary got the feeling that (Yet again) he'd bitten off more than he could chew.
"Show me your seduction technique, stud. After all, you know me so well."
"Uhhhh." Gary nervously gestured towards Erik.
Zii rolled her eyes. "I'll try not to rip my clothes off in front of my boyfriend." Arching a demure glance at Erik, she added, "Right now."
Gary swallowed again and looked at the other three regarding him with various levels of amusement. Then, with a deep breath, he got up and started walking around the table towards Zii.
As he passed by Erik, Gary hesitated and turned to the man. "You know, I meant what I said earlier. You're pretty cool."
"Thank you again."
"And, speaking as an artist, you're a really good-looking dude, too."
"Ooookay", Erik said uncertainly. This was an unexpected turn.
"You've got great hair." Gary leaned over and lightly traced one of Erik's blonde locks with a finger and continued the motion downward to graze his collarbone. "And, a geat body too."
Erik flicked a glance over at Zii and had to bite his lip to keep from laughing. Her eyes were the size of saucers and her chin had practically fallen to the floor.
Gary leaned even closer. "I was wondering if you could pose for me sometime?"
"Well, I--"
"Nude, of course."
Now, Zii was bouncing in her seat at a mile a minute and her expression was like somebody who got a pony for Christmas.
Gary leaned in even closer and now his and Erik's lips were only inches apart. "And, so you won't feel shy or anything---", he lowered his voice to a whisper, "--I'll be naked, too."
The two men started to close the slight gap that separated them and...
"GWeeeeEEeeeEeEEEEeeeHeeeEee."
After hearing Zii's hysterical squeal, Gary immediately straightened up and said, "I think that counts as a victory."
"WHAT!?! NO!!! KEEP GOING!!", Zii wailed.
"Impressive acting", Erika said.
"Thanks", Gary replied. "I've got a friend called Dillon and I tried to picture how he'd handle it."
"YOU BASTARDS!! YOU CAN'T JUST STOP THERE!!!"
Erik looked at his irate girlfriend, calculated his odds of getting some when she was in her current mood and came to a swift conclusion. "Gary, I think Zii deserves at least a little more."
A half-hour later, Gary let himself back into the apartment and was greeted by DiDi, who was sitting on the couch and reading a magazine. "Where is Zii?"
"She's spending the night with Erik." The restaurant connected with a fancy hotel and Zii didn't want to wait to get back to Erik's place. The last Gary had seen of her, Zii was heading towards a suite with Erik in one hand and a can of whipped cream in the other.
The statuesque blonde gave a pleased smile for her friend and her ex as she flipped a page. "Ah, un si beau couple." (Such a happy couple)
"Yeah, Zii's a lucky girl." Gary headed towards his bedroom. "I have to admit, Erik's a great kisser. G'Night."
"Bon nuit, Gary," DiDi replied as the door shut behind her. She flipped another page. Then, it finally registered with her.
"Quoi!?"
Remo Williams,
The Master of Sinanju.
How Gary Seduced Zii
Zii regarded Gary as she idly dragged a fork through the remains of her Chicken a La Campagne.
"The boy's come a long way", she thought. "He's still got a long way to go, but he's light years ahead from when we first met."
Erik had invited both her and Erika to dinner and she had prevailed upon him to invite Gary as well. Frankly, he needed a night off from the collected insanity of a nutso girlfriend, a sex-crazed amazon and a not-lesbian bass player determined to keep the shit stirred up in any way possible.
Zii had been half worried that Gary would bore Erica with geek-talk about comics or anime. And, she'd been half hoping that he would. The last thing that he needed was yet another love interest.
But, our bespectacled hero had acquitted himself quite well, conversationally. The topic had somehow gotten around to steampunk fashion and it had proved to be unexpectedly interesting. Zii could totally see herself rocking a top hat and brass-studded corset combo.
Finishing off her fourth glass of wine, Erica turned the flirty on and said to Gary, "I'm starting to see why all the ladies find you charming."
True to form, Gary promptly flushed and stuttered out that he was no good with women.
"Really?" Erika gave him a look over the rims of her aviators. "No history of seduction at all?"
"I'm not--- I couldn't---" Gary swallowed and said, "I wouldn't know where to begin with a seduction." Pause. "Except, maybe with Zii."
"What?"
Gary looked over at the petite punker. "I wouldn't because you're dating Erik and he's cool--"
"Thank you."
"--But, out of all the women that I know, I know you best of all. What you like and dislike and stuff."
Reflexively beginning to argue, Zii stopped short. What Gary said actually made sense.
But, Zii never let logic and sense get in the way of a good argument and she did what she usually did when she was on the losing side. I.E. Raise the stakes.
"O.K", she said, leaning back and smirking. "Let's see it."
"Um, what do you mean?" Gary got the feeling that (Yet again) he'd bitten off more than he could chew.
"Show me your seduction technique, stud. After all, you know me so well."
"Uhhhh." Gary nervously gestured towards Erik.
Zii rolled her eyes. "I'll try not to rip my clothes off in front of my boyfriend." Arching a demure glance at Erik, she added, "Right now."
Gary swallowed again and looked at the other three regarding him with various levels of amusement. Then, with a deep breath, he got up and started walking around the table towards Zii.
As he passed by Erik, Gary hesitated and turned to the man. "You know, I meant what I said earlier. You're pretty cool."
"Thank you again."
"And, speaking as an artist, you're a really good-looking dude, too."
"Ooookay", Erik said uncertainly. This was an unexpected turn.
"You've got great hair." Gary leaned over and lightly traced one of Erik's blonde locks with a finger and continued the motion downward to graze his collarbone. "And, a geat body too."
Erik flicked a glance over at Zii and had to bite his lip to keep from laughing. Her eyes were the size of saucers and her chin had practically fallen to the floor.
Gary leaned even closer. "I was wondering if you could pose for me sometime?"
"Well, I--"
"Nude, of course."
Now, Zii was bouncing in her seat at a mile a minute and her expression was like somebody who got a pony for Christmas.
Gary leaned in even closer and now his and Erik's lips were only inches apart. "And, so you won't feel shy or anything---", he lowered his voice to a whisper, "--I'll be naked, too."
The two men started to close the slight gap that separated them and...
"GWeeeeEEeeeEeEEEEeeeHeeeEee."
After hearing Zii's hysterical squeal, Gary immediately straightened up and said, "I think that counts as a victory."
"WHAT!?! NO!!! KEEP GOING!!", Zii wailed.
"Impressive acting", Erika said.
"Thanks", Gary replied. "I've got a friend called Dillon and I tried to picture how he'd handle it."
"YOU BASTARDS!! YOU CAN'T JUST STOP THERE!!!"
Erik looked at his irate girlfriend, calculated his odds of getting some when she was in her current mood and came to a swift conclusion. "Gary, I think Zii deserves at least a little more."
A half-hour later, Gary let himself back into the apartment and was greeted by DiDi, who was sitting on the couch and reading a magazine. "Where is Zii?"
"She's spending the night with Erik." The restaurant connected with a fancy hotel and Zii didn't want to wait to get back to Erik's place. The last Gary had seen of her, Zii was heading towards a suite with Erik in one hand and a can of whipped cream in the other.
The statuesque blonde gave a pleased smile for her friend and her ex as she flipped a page. "Ah, un si beau couple." (Such a happy couple)
"Yeah, Zii's a lucky girl." Gary headed towards his bedroom. "I have to admit, Erik's a great kisser. G'Night."
"Bon nuit, Gary," DiDi replied as the door shut behind her. She flipped another page. Then, it finally registered with her.
"Quoi!?"
Remo Williams,
The Master of Sinanju.