Before Bros (30 Rock, Nancy/Liz)
Title: Before Bros
For: The Alphabet Meme
Fandom: 30 Rock
Pairing: Liz/Nancy
Prompt: C is for Comfort. (For ubiquitousmixie.)
Word Count: 710
Rating: PG
Spoilers: through "I Do Do"
Summary: Liz isn't the sort of person who fools around with her friends' ex-girlfriends.
Disclaimer: Not mine. Don't sue!
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Liz isn't the sort of person who fools around with her friends' ex-girlfriends. She doesn't even fool around with her friends' ex-boyfriends, which would be more her speed. Because she's straight, not because she wants to do it with David Blaine or Dog the Bounty Hunter.
(Why does Jenna have such gross taste in men? Why doesn't Liz have another female friend whose exes she could hypothetically sleep with?)
Fooling around with a friend's ex-girlfriend, though, is something she *is* doing, even if she's not the sort of person who does such things.
But, in her defense, Jack didn't treat Nancy well. Right? That makes this better, doesn't it?
And it's not like she *decided* to do it. There were no plans for seduction. Not a one. But she is... Oh, God, what is she doing?
(Sliding her fingers through Nancy's hair while Nancy is kissing her neck. But she wasn't being literal with that question.)
The problem... no, the reason this is happening... No. The reasons this is happening are as follows: because she's drunk. Because she's kind of friends with Nancy (which is also probably wrong, but they exchanged numbers when Jack made Liz take Nancy out so he could spend time with Avery, and Jack's off on his honeymoon so she figured he wouldn't find out she was hanging around with his ex-girlfriend while Nancy was not in Boston and Jack was not in New York), because Nancy is drunk and in Liz's apartment (she used to have these wine nights with Jenna, but not for a long time... and without any kissing), because they're watching TV (Real Housewives and its related programming always make her more relaxed, for some reason), because she was talking about Carol (he was not the one, not even close) and Nancy said, "You'll find someone," in a sincere way (no one says that to her sincerely anymore).
And then Liz said, "You deserve better than Jack."
Nancy didn't reply, didn't smile.
"I should not have brought him up... but you do. You deserve someone who dates one lady at a time. That's at the top of my list of what I want in a guy. Monogamous--"
"It's fine. He's where he should be. He's with the woman he should be with."
"But, still, you deserve better--"
Her tone stern, but not unkind: "Stop talking, Liz."
"Okay." She paused. "Really, though, you're awesome."
Really, though, if she were Jack, Liz would have picked Nancy in a second. Because she's so down-to-earth and *nice* and liked spending nights sitting at home, watching TV and eating snacks, and if Liz were going to date a woman, it would be Nancy.
(She used to think it would be Gretchen, but she never discovered how much Gretchen enjoyed Bravo's nighttime line-up, so this victory was being transferred to Nancy.)
Nancy patted Liz's leg. Gave her a bright, genuine smile. "We're both awesome."
Liz nodded. Grinned in return. "Yeah."
She definitely would have picked Nancy.
And, while Bethenny was on her TV, in the process of getting married (question mark), Liz kissed a woman her friend used to (question mark) be in love with (question mark).
"Okay," she said, "that was probably not right."
Nancy seemed shell-shocked. "It was definitely wrong."
"Yeah."
Liz leaned in and kissed her again. Nancy kissed back.
It was wrong, but Liz only truly thought about why it was wrong or how wrong it was after Nancy's tongue was in her mouth (then she wondered if she or Nancy would know what to do if they ended up going all the way).
Right now, as she's tugging at the bottom of Nancy's shirt, she's thinking about how wrong this is. After she has it off, when she's looking at Nancy's skin, pale and freckled and beautiful, she's focused on what's in front of her. Her bra is white (and Liz thinks of Jack, of the red underwear he got to see under false pretenses, and then she's all screw him, he'd have no right to be mad), and Liz cups Nancy's breast. Comes to a realization:
"I'm pretty sure I own this bra."
"Do ya?" She looks down at her chest. "I got it at Target."
"Dude, me too. See how much we have in common? You should have been dating me the whole time."
Nancy laughs, and Liz feels better (in a lot of different ways).
END
For: The Alphabet Meme
Fandom: 30 Rock
Pairing: Liz/Nancy
Prompt: C is for Comfort. (For ubiquitousmixie.)
Word Count: 710
Rating: PG
Spoilers: through "I Do Do"
Summary: Liz isn't the sort of person who fools around with her friends' ex-girlfriends.
Disclaimer: Not mine. Don't sue!
*
Liz isn't the sort of person who fools around with her friends' ex-girlfriends. She doesn't even fool around with her friends' ex-boyfriends, which would be more her speed. Because she's straight, not because she wants to do it with David Blaine or Dog the Bounty Hunter.
(Why does Jenna have such gross taste in men? Why doesn't Liz have another female friend whose exes she could hypothetically sleep with?)
Fooling around with a friend's ex-girlfriend, though, is something she *is* doing, even if she's not the sort of person who does such things.
But, in her defense, Jack didn't treat Nancy well. Right? That makes this better, doesn't it?
And it's not like she *decided* to do it. There were no plans for seduction. Not a one. But she is... Oh, God, what is she doing?
(Sliding her fingers through Nancy's hair while Nancy is kissing her neck. But she wasn't being literal with that question.)
The problem... no, the reason this is happening... No. The reasons this is happening are as follows: because she's drunk. Because she's kind of friends with Nancy (which is also probably wrong, but they exchanged numbers when Jack made Liz take Nancy out so he could spend time with Avery, and Jack's off on his honeymoon so she figured he wouldn't find out she was hanging around with his ex-girlfriend while Nancy was not in Boston and Jack was not in New York), because Nancy is drunk and in Liz's apartment (she used to have these wine nights with Jenna, but not for a long time... and without any kissing), because they're watching TV (Real Housewives and its related programming always make her more relaxed, for some reason), because she was talking about Carol (he was not the one, not even close) and Nancy said, "You'll find someone," in a sincere way (no one says that to her sincerely anymore).
And then Liz said, "You deserve better than Jack."
Nancy didn't reply, didn't smile.
"I should not have brought him up... but you do. You deserve someone who dates one lady at a time. That's at the top of my list of what I want in a guy. Monogamous--"
"It's fine. He's where he should be. He's with the woman he should be with."
"But, still, you deserve better--"
Her tone stern, but not unkind: "Stop talking, Liz."
"Okay." She paused. "Really, though, you're awesome."
Really, though, if she were Jack, Liz would have picked Nancy in a second. Because she's so down-to-earth and *nice* and liked spending nights sitting at home, watching TV and eating snacks, and if Liz were going to date a woman, it would be Nancy.
(She used to think it would be Gretchen, but she never discovered how much Gretchen enjoyed Bravo's nighttime line-up, so this victory was being transferred to Nancy.)
Nancy patted Liz's leg. Gave her a bright, genuine smile. "We're both awesome."
Liz nodded. Grinned in return. "Yeah."
She definitely would have picked Nancy.
And, while Bethenny was on her TV, in the process of getting married (question mark), Liz kissed a woman her friend used to (question mark) be in love with (question mark).
"Okay," she said, "that was probably not right."
Nancy seemed shell-shocked. "It was definitely wrong."
"Yeah."
Liz leaned in and kissed her again. Nancy kissed back.
It was wrong, but Liz only truly thought about why it was wrong or how wrong it was after Nancy's tongue was in her mouth (then she wondered if she or Nancy would know what to do if they ended up going all the way).
Right now, as she's tugging at the bottom of Nancy's shirt, she's thinking about how wrong this is. After she has it off, when she's looking at Nancy's skin, pale and freckled and beautiful, she's focused on what's in front of her. Her bra is white (and Liz thinks of Jack, of the red underwear he got to see under false pretenses, and then she's all screw him, he'd have no right to be mad), and Liz cups Nancy's breast. Comes to a realization:
"I'm pretty sure I own this bra."
"Do ya?" She looks down at her chest. "I got it at Target."
"Dude, me too. See how much we have in common? You should have been dating me the whole time."
Nancy laughs, and Liz feels better (in a lot of different ways).
END