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Lesbian Chic by Fluterbev (R)
Fandom: THE SENTINEL
Pairing: Jim/Blair
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fluterbev
Author Website: Fluterbev's Ephemera
Why this must be read: You might be wondering why a male/male slash story has a title like "Lesbian Chic." Well, that's a funny story ... Fluterbev has a way of taking some of the fun conventions of "getting them together" and making the whole thing work in a new way. Here you have Jim and Blair out in a newly-opened gay bar showing their support for the owner (a friend of Blair's), but of course, they're not a couple. Nor are the two lovely women kissing at the bar - Blair knows they're straight. He knows them. And thus ensues a "friendly" bet where Blair attempts to persuade Jim that yes, two straight friends can kiss like THAT and have it be strictly platonic. Yup. You see exactly where this is going? But even if you know where it's going, getting there is 99% of the fun. Definitely worth the ride.
Unlike you, some people know when to switch off. And as for the ‘attracting guys’ thing - this is a gay bar. The type of guys in here are not the type of guys those two are likely to pick up.”
Blair was about to point out that the two of them would be pretty good candidates; but he was momentarily distracted when the girls started sucking on each others faces again. “Whoa, man!” he exclaimed delightedly. Squirming, he considered a brief trip to the john – certain parts of his anatomy would benefit from a little serious adjustment.
“Chief,” Jim said, interrupting Blair’s reverie; his tone one of patient condescension. “Those two are a couple. There’s no doubt in my mind - they haven’t so much as looked at anybody else in all the time they’ve been here. So,” he added, apparently reading Blair’s mind, “you can forget right now about the two of us moving in on them. Capiche?”
Blair shot him a look. “I don’t believe you, man. Look, I know those two. Okay? They’re straight. Believe me, that’s just an act. Bait, to lure in their catch.” He grinned, waggling his fingers in a come-hither gesture. “Here, fishy fishy!”
Jim held up a hand in rebuttal. “Whoa, easy there, guppy,” he cautioned. “Trust me on this, Sandburg – you’re not their type, and neither am I.”
Read the story: Lesbian Chic, and let the author know you enjoyed it!
Pairing: Jim/Blair
Author on LJ:
fluterbevAuthor Website: Fluterbev's Ephemera
Why this must be read: You might be wondering why a male/male slash story has a title like "Lesbian Chic." Well, that's a funny story ... Fluterbev has a way of taking some of the fun conventions of "getting them together" and making the whole thing work in a new way. Here you have Jim and Blair out in a newly-opened gay bar showing their support for the owner (a friend of Blair's), but of course, they're not a couple. Nor are the two lovely women kissing at the bar - Blair knows they're straight. He knows them. And thus ensues a "friendly" bet where Blair attempts to persuade Jim that yes, two straight friends can kiss like THAT and have it be strictly platonic. Yup. You see exactly where this is going? But even if you know where it's going, getting there is 99% of the fun. Definitely worth the ride.
Unlike you, some people know when to switch off. And as for the ‘attracting guys’ thing - this is a gay bar. The type of guys in here are not the type of guys those two are likely to pick up.”
Blair was about to point out that the two of them would be pretty good candidates; but he was momentarily distracted when the girls started sucking on each others faces again. “Whoa, man!” he exclaimed delightedly. Squirming, he considered a brief trip to the john – certain parts of his anatomy would benefit from a little serious adjustment.
“Chief,” Jim said, interrupting Blair’s reverie; his tone one of patient condescension. “Those two are a couple. There’s no doubt in my mind - they haven’t so much as looked at anybody else in all the time they’ve been here. So,” he added, apparently reading Blair’s mind, “you can forget right now about the two of us moving in on them. Capiche?”
Blair shot him a look. “I don’t believe you, man. Look, I know those two. Okay? They’re straight. Believe me, that’s just an act. Bait, to lure in their catch.” He grinned, waggling his fingers in a come-hither gesture. “Here, fishy fishy!”
Jim held up a hand in rebuttal. “Whoa, easy there, guppy,” he cautioned. “Trust me on this, Sandburg – you’re not their type, and neither am I.”
Read the story: Lesbian Chic, and let the author know you enjoyed it!