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Strange Love	By : BillysGirl Category: +M through R > Real Ghostbusters Views: 2095 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Real Ghostbusters, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Author's notes and ramblings: First off, as I stated in the summary, if you are an E/J-er, then this story isn't for you. It does hint at slight E/J in the past, but still, nothing physical happens between them, not even back then. The character Clara Hamilton, which I did create, is who Egon will be with in this story. For more background on her, you can check out my other GB fics at www.fanfiction.net, under the name DuranDuranfan4life. Though I catagorized this fic as an SI, Clara is NOT a Mary Sue, and I am nothing like her in real life. Please keep in mind that this story is an AU, and takes place before EGB. And remember, Egon and Clara are under the influence of a spell. They're not lovers in my other stories, only friends. Now, with that said, onto.......

The Disclaimer! :D I don't own RGB, nor am I making any money from this. I'm just borrowing the characters(Egon mostly) for this little fantasy. Okay, now I give you.....

Strange Love

"Strange love

Strange highs and strange lows

Strange love

That’s how my love goes......."

Working is tough. Working as a secretary is tough. Working as a secretary for an outfit called Ghostbusters, and dealing with the occasional crank caller was tough. But Janine somehow managed to get through each day, busy or dead. But the one thing that was especially tough for Janine, was working with someone whom she liked, had dated for a time, but not really got anywhere intimately.

That someone who Janine liked, and still does, even after they decided it couldn’t work, was Dr. Egon Spengler. Dating Egon Spengler was, interesting, to say the least. A brilliant mind, who had so much to offer. But when it came to relationships and women, this was an area that Egon struggled with immensely. Granted, telling him her feelings and actually being able to go out on actual one-on-one dates wasn’t too easy either, it was getting anywhere with Egon physically, that had been really tough for Janine. Getting a kiss out of him was like pulling teeth. That’s when it was decided that things were getting complicated, and that it was better if they just remained friends.

This had satisfied Egon. Though he was happy to have a woman show an interest in him like the way Janine did, something inside him still decided that this was a scary part of life he was delving into, and it made him uncomfortable. Science he knew quite well. Egon was very comfortable with it, his experiments, his equations and the like. Women and romance, not so much. It’s not that he didn’t like Janine, she’s a nice person, confident and strong, she was pretty, and it felt good that she liked him in a romantic sense. Girls didn’t even give him the time of day back when he was younger. But Egon still wasn’t sure that it was what he wanted, at that particular time.

But the flame of romance did not die in Janine. She still had a spark of interest for Egon, and the disappointment of their short time as boyfriend/girlfriend ended without so much a kiss did sting. And now that there was another woman in the picture, a new person that was hired as a Ghostbuster. Though Janine got along with her, she could not help but wonder if this person, named Clara Hamilton, was going to take Egon away from her. Though he hadn’t shown any direct romantic interest in Clara, there would be little things that Janine had seen, which gave her a reason to believe there was even the slightest inkling of interest from Egon towards her.

Though it wasn’t her break, not that she even had many, Janine got up from her desk and went upstairs to the living room. Luckily, no one was around. Peter, Egon and Clara were in the lab, Ray was in the shower singing loudly and off-key, and Winston was in the bedroom reading. On a bookshelf in the living room, the Ghostbusters had an extensive collection of Paranormal reference books, and other related material. Looking though the many books on the shelves, Janine came across one that seemed to interest her. It was a book of spells, incantations, and potions. Janine skipped straight to the potions section, and came across a sub-section labeled Love Potions and Aphrodisiacs. Thumbing through those particular pages in that sub-section, Janine came across some instructions on how to make a potion that would bring on romantic feelings in a person, and so that the person could express them more easily. Even if all I get is one kiss from Egon, that’s all that’ll make me happy, Janine thought. If I get more, then hey, it was my lucky day.

Looking at the ingredients list, Janine went through the cupboards in the kitchen, and through the refrigerator to see if any of them were immediately available, and luckily enough, she found everything she needed. Taking extra care to follow the instructions to the letter about what quantities to use and what specific order to mix them in, Janine put them all together. Now all she needed was drink to add it too, that Egon would have. Just then, she heard Egon call from downstairs. “Janine! Can you bring a glass of Pepsi?!”

“Okay Egon!” She answered back. Taking out a bottle of Pepsi, she mixed the potion she had just made into the bottle, and poured Egon a glass. As Clara and Peter were coming upstairs, Janine brought the glass of pop downstairs to Egon.

“Thanks Janine.” Egon said, taking a sip, and not knowing what was in it.

“Oh, you’re welcome Egon.” Janine replied with a small, mischievous grin. Meanwhile upstairs, Clara had gotten out a glass and poured for herself the rest of the bottle of Pepsi. And she didn’t know that it was the same bottle which Janine had mixed the potion she made for Egon into.

Also as part of the instructions, Janine had to leave something around that would help spark the potion into working within the person it was given to. Knowing that men are visually stimulated(Peter Venkman especially, though he wasn’t the intended target), Janine went through his desk, and came across something that would hopefully help get Egon going. While he had stepped out of the lab for a few minutes, Janine placed some of Peter’s nude magazines into the desk in the lab.

An hour had passed, and by that time, Peter was upstairs watching TV along with Ray and Winston, who had joined him. Clara was there too, but was having trouble focusing because of strange feeling within her. In trying to push that feeling aside, she suddenly started thinking of Egon. Her eyes had also shifted towards a picture of her and the guys, including Egon, that was on the front cover of a magazine, which Peter had framed and hung up on the wall. The photographer at the time had them standing close together, and Egon had put his hand on her shoulder. Oh how I wish that hand was on my breast, Clara thought, then stopped herself abruptly. Where did that thought come from?! Clara was surprised with herself. But she couldn’t help it. And it was only the beginning. She started fantasizing about situations in which herself and Egon had been alone, and how they would’ve been perfect opportunities for some quick and hot action. Stop it! Clara scolded herself, shocked at how dirty she could be. Egon is your friend, not a sex toy! That was a mistake. Just thinking the words “Egon” and “sex” in the same sentence was making it worse, but very exciting. I wonder how good he really is.......Clara’s mind started to drift into the gutter, and this time, she let it.

Downstairs, Egon was in the lab, and he too had that same strange feeling. He tried to dismiss it by looking at the equations he had on the computer screen, and reaching into the desk drawer, without taking his eyes off the screen, he pulled out.......A Playboy magazine? What the hell? Egon thought. He looked into the drawer, and found a few more copies of Playboy. So this is where Peter hides his girlie material. I never would’ve guessed. Egon put the magazine back in the drawer. But, instead of just closing the drawer and forgetting about it, he had this urge to flip through it. Egon picked it back up, and upon opening it, he came across a tantalizing array of stimulating pictures. He then found himself imagining that each picture of every woman, each in an arousing position, was Clara. Now cease and desist! Egon thought, scolding himself at first. Clara is a friend and colleague. Thinking of her in that way would be like violating her! However, no matter how he tried, he couldn’t help the stimulating and arousing thoughts getting into his head. Not only were his thoughts wandering, but so was Egon’s hand. Towards his pants. At first he didn’t realize what he was doing. Egon was so busy eyeing the erotic poses of each of the girls in the magazine, that he wasn’t paying attention to the fact that he now had his hand down his pants, down his underwear, rubbing and stroking his penis. Having never been able to masturbate without feeling ashamed, Egon found himself starting to enjoy it. A lot. And this time he was able to enjoy it without the shameful feelings.

After enjoying some particularly naughty fantasies of herself and Egon, Clara decided to make those fantasies become reality. She got up off the couch and made her way downstairs. Peter, Ray and Winston were too focused on the show they were watching that they didn’t notice she had left. And as Janine was still at her desk, waiting and wondering if that potion had taken effect on Egon, and wondering that if it did, why he hadn’t come up to see her. To her dismay, she saw Clara coming downstairs, and heading towards the staircase leading to the basement, and to Egon’s lab. Oh no, Janine thought, and took off out of her desk chair so fast that it spun in place. She rushed up to kitchen, and on the counter, she saw the empty Pepsi bottle, and put two and two together. No, her mind whirled, NO! She ran back downstairs, and then down the next flight of stairs to the basement.

By that time, Clara had just entered the lab, and she closed the door behind her, catching Egon by surprise. He quickly took his hand out of his pants and put the magazine away. “Clara,” Egon stammered, feeling himself getting even harder down there just by looking at her. “Ah, um, what, do you need?” Egon asked.

“You.” She purred softly, slowly advancing towards Egon, and unbuttoning her shirt.

“Erm, what?” Egon gulped, shifting in his chair trying to hide the bulge in his pants.

“I can’t deny it any longer, and I know you can’t either.” Clara climbed onto Egon’s lap while he was still seated in the chair, her legs spread open around his waist and groin.

“Well, yeah, um...” Egon struggled to say.

“I’ve seen the way you look at me,” Clara continued with a low growl, unbuttoning Egon’s shirt, grinding her hips into his groin. “I know that look. I’ve seen it before.” She licked her lips in anticipation. “You want me.” Clara pressed her lips against Egon’s mouth, his lower lip, sucking gently, touching with her tongue slightly. It sent electric tingles down Egon’s spine. “Don’t you?”

“Affirmative.” Egon growled with pleasure, and returned the kiss with a hunger and lust that even Clara herself was surprised at.

Outside, Janine had listened, and heard everything. What did I do wrong? She thought to herself with anger. I followed the instructions carefully! It should’ve worked! She went back upstairs to look through that book to see if there was something she missed, or misunderstood. Everything appeared to be in order, until Janine noticed a small note, written in smaller print at the bottom of the page. It said, “In order to for this potion to work, the person making it and giving it to the person they want, they too, must also take it themselves.” Always read the fine print, Janine thought with a sad sigh.

Meanwhile downstairs in the lab, things were getting more wild and passionate. Clara had now taken off her shirt, and Egon had removed his shirt as well. She allowed Egon to slowly kiss around her ears and neck. Moaning with pleasure, Clara guided Egon down towards her breasts, easing them out of her bra. Leaving a trail of soft, passionate kisses, Egon licked Clara in the narrow valley between her breasts. “Am I doing this correctly?” He asked as Clara took off her bra.

“You’re doing just fine.” She purred. Kissing Clara’s chest, Egon made his towards her left breast, and sucked gently on the nipple, already erect and waiting. “Mmm, Egon.....” Clara gasped in ecstasy as he flicked his tongue across the tip of the nipple, a feeling of pure bliss. “Now do that to my other one.” She commanded.
Egon happily complied and did not disappoint. “Oh yes, just like that.” As he did so, Clara slowly un-clipped Egon’s belt and removed it, and then she unzipped Egon’s pants, exposing the bulge in his boxers. She got up onto her knees in the chair while Egon made his way down to her abdomen with his mouth, kissing and licking her softly. Sliding his hands down her pants, Egon pulled them down.

“You’re, not wearing an undergarment.” He noted.
“No, I’m not. Kind of a turn-on, wouldn’t you say?” Clara asked, giggling.

“Fascinating.” Egon replied, his breathing and heart rate increasing, the blood rushing to his penis, making it the hardest it had ever been for him.

“Touch me Egon.” Clara told him with that sexy low growl Egon liked. She took his hand and placed it on her genitals. “Right here.” Hesitantly, but gently, Egon glided his finger over her clitoris, feeling the sensitive little nub get harder with each of his touch. As he ran his fingers over the entrance to her vagina, Egon could feel that it was sufficiently wet enough to receive him. “Ah! Egon!” Clara cried out with joy as he slid his finger into her. Egon moaned in pleasure as Clara responded by gliding her hand up and down his swollen penis, her soft fingers running up the shaft to it’s sensitive tip. “You are a big man, Dr. Spengler.” Clara whispered sexily in Egon’s ear. “I like that.” She lowered herself down onto Egon’s penis, still primed and ready, beginning with a slow, sensual ride.

“Ohhh, Clara!” He moaned as she thrust back and forth, and gyrated her hips from side to side. “Clara!”

“Egon!” She could feel Egon’s penis hitting her G-spot as he pushed up into her in the same wild rhythm, giving her multiple orgasms. “Eeeeeeegonnnnn!” Clara cried, enjoying and taking in each one, more intense than the other.

“OHHH!” Egon grunted loudly as he climaxed, a hot wet stream of come spurting into Clara. Savouring the climax, she collapsed into Egon’s arms. “That was incredible!” Egon said through heavy breaths.

“So were you.” Clara replied, giving him a final, lingering kiss. It was over as quickly as it began. They cuddled each other in the chair as they took in and savoured the brief but very memorable high they shared together. It wasn't long before they both fell asleep in the chair, still in each others arms.

However, as the next hour passed, the potion’s effects had by now worn off. Egon and Clara were still asleep when this happened, and Clara was about to get a big shock as she the first to wake up. “Oh my God!” She shrieked when she found herself with no clothes on, in Egon’s lab, with Egon, who was also buck-naked, who was blasted awake by Clara’s surprised shrieks.

“Huh? Clara what’s wrong?” Then he saw she was naked. “Ack!” Egon stammered, and saw that he too, was naked. “YAAAHHH!” Egon yelped again, his face getting bright red with embarrassment. Clara was scrambling around quickly trying to find her clothes, keeping her eyes off Egon. “Did we just-?”

“NO! No we didn’t!” Clara cut him off abruptly. “As far as I’m concerned, nothing ever happened!” She looked up at Egon. “For God’s sake don’t just stand there! Put some clothes on!” Clara threw a lab coat at him.

“Uh, right. Right.” Egon tried to find his pants.

“Oish!” Clara rolled her eyes and ran out of the lab.

..............

Still embarrassed about it, even after a week had past, Egon and Clara whenever they encountered each other, which was often, they still had trouble looking each other in the eye without remembering that incident in Egon’s lab. When he found her in the kitchen one day, getting out something to eat, Egon decided that he had to broach the subject with her. “Clara?”

“Yeah?”

“Can I talk to you? About, something?”

“Well, it depends on what that is.” Clara replied.

“What happened, to us, that day? In the lab?” He asked. Clara’s smile faltered a little.

“Nothing Egon.” She sat down at the table.

“No, I can’t accept that.”

“Egon, I said I don’t want to talk about it, okay?”

“Clara, we can’t just go on and pretend nothing happened. And we can’t avoid each other either. I don’t know about you, but I can’t deny this.” Clara sighed.

“Well, if I, I mean we, you know, did get physically close, it was not intended to happen.” Clara tried to say, before she let the words tumble out.

“What do you mean?” Egon asked.

“Something must’ve messed with our minds, our hormones. I mean, we come into contact with weird substances and shit, and with all that, that comes through here everyday, it seems possible.” Clara struggled to explain. “Remember that slime we came into contact with from our last assignment? I mean, we were covered completely. Yuck, it still gives me this gross, sticky feeling from just even thinking about it.” She shuddered. “But, that’s not to say I didn’t, you know, enjoy it, with you. It’s just, I was planning on waiting until the right time, with the right person, and that I would be ready, in control, along with the person I would’ve been with."

“Oh.” Egon said, his mind taking in and processing what Clara said. He cleared his throat. “Well, about your slime theory, and that particular assignment you recalled, we were all covered in that ectoplasm. Peter, Ray and Winston included. They would’ve been, affected.” Egon blushed at that thought.

“And who knows what kind of chaos that would’ve ensued.” Clara joked, giggling.
Egon chuckled slightly. “But, it didn’t. You’re right. Thank God.” She sighed. “So, there goes that theory.” Clara paused for a moment. “Egon, all I know is right now, I really want to forget that it ever happened. Chalk it up to, not being in control of ourselves, our faculties. Can we drop this?” Egon thought for a moment.

“Alright. I respect that.”

“Thanks Egon.” Clara replied as he got up to leave the kitchen, but turned around. “Oh, and Egon?”

“Yes Clara?”

“Even though we weren’t in control, and what happened, it doesn’t mean I’ve lost any of my respect for you.”

“And myself neither for you. Thanks.” Egon replied.

The End.
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