While I enjoy a fun romance novel every so often, I definitely do don't erotica. Mainly because I think it's kind of boring. 50 Shades of Yawn. Sex isn't fun to read about. There are only so many ways you can put all those words into sentences. It all gets repetitive. Even when I read romance novels, I kind of skim over the sex because I'm always like "who cares that the Countess du'Obbressey is doing Clive, the stable boy? They left that part about Lord Willinghamfordshire on a cliffhanger and I want to know if he escapes the bandits!".
As you can see, I am bad at reading romance novels. I'm worse at reading erotica. "Ugh, who cares about all that bondage, did the sub do well on that job interview she had last chapter?". I want to read those books for the characters, not for the sex. (Is "reading romance novels for the characters" the new "reading Playboy for the articles"?)
You can imagine my apprehension when I heard an author I adore, Delilah S Dawson, had dipped her toe into the world of self-published erotica. I was torn. I LOVED Dawson's amazing steampunk Blud novels but... erotica? I figured taking a peek couldn't hurt and threw her first two books in the Geekrotica series onto my Kindle and hoped for the best.
Dawson, writing under the pen name Ava Lovelace, has crafted a trilogy of sexy novels geared towards the desires of nerdy women. This is a genius idea. In the world of internet boyfriend, Tumblr crushes and "hey girl" memes, geek girls know what they want when it comes to the sexy male department. The female gaze is being examined more and male actors who play superheroes, villains, polite cannibals and British detectives are being looked over not for their acting skills but for their abs. Not all of us want the usual male romance figure, some of us want a Loki or a Sherlock or a Winchester.
Both stories take place during this past hellish winter in Georgia, where the region was hit by snow and ice for the first time in decades. The state was paralyzed for days by this storm and it makes a good setting for some quick romance. Both stories involve impossibly hot, charming nerdy men blowing the minds of equally awesome nerdy women.
The first story, The Lumberfox, involves a man named Ryon who accidentally rear ends geeky graphic designer Tara on an ice covered high way in Atlanta. His apartment complex is nearby and they make a run for it. Ryon is a dedicated chef and beer brewer who has on lots of tattoos, a well kept beard and wears band shirts under flannel. He's into Star Wars and Adventure Time. He's basically amazing and when they invent cloning I want to order at least six of him. The Superfox, the second story out thus far, involves a workaholic project manager of a tech firm snowed in at the office with Mark, a long-haired comic book loving photographer who wears a kilt.
Both stories were well written and fun. Sometimes the dialog was a little cheesy (I don't care who you are or how hot the guy is who just finished doing sexytime with you, you never say "shazam" after the event. I laughed out loud at that part) but the major geeky elements never felt like they were pandering. Both geeky couples are happy to have found a fellow nerd to spend some time with and when they mention nerdy safe words it seems in character. Of course a guy with a retro R2-D2 tattoo would pick "wookie" as a safe word.
Dawson, who wrote a fabulous guide to writing about sex, is sure to include major things like each gentleman repeatedly asking for consent and the use of condoms. Each woman is respected. I thought that was awesome and I am glad she included every single word spent obtaining consent and making sure each girl was having a good time. At a time in fandom when we're boggling at the insanely wrongheaded rape scene in Game of Thrones, it feels so good to read a story where the man asks if what he's doing is okay. Consent is sexy, pass it on!
I thought The Lumberfox was the stronger of the two stories. Ryon seemed like a hell of a lot of fun. Mark seemed also as nice, but The Superfox had a few things I didn't especially like (misinterpreted, overheard phone call, messy revenge sex on someone's desk). Both stories are rather short, clocking in at 49 and 68 pages each. I wish they had been longer, I wanted to learn more about these awesome guys! Still, both stories are a great way to spend an afternoon. Just don't be like me and read them on a train on your way to work and realize you're sitting next to a lady who may or may not be a nun. Awkward...
There's a planned third story in the series though we may have to wait a bit of time for it. On Twitter, Dawson told me she has a lot of writing and editing ahead of her before she can get to The Dapperfox. Oh god, I hope he's a steampunk in a waistcoat who loves Oscar Wilde. I hope she continues onto more volumes as well. There are plenty of geek foxes out there! The Gamerfox, the HogwartsFox, the WhoFox... the possibilities are endless!
All in all, my adventure into geeky erotica was fun! Who could say no to boys who can quote both The Avengers and Shakespeare? I hope this becomes a trend. I'd love to see more geeky lads and ladies finding each other and living happily ever after.
The Lumberfox and The Superfox are both available right now on Amazon. If you're looking for something new to read and you think Loki is hot, these are the books for you!