The Tyranny of Unintended Consequences

by MinaBR

Two boys irrevocably changed by a simple touch of their hands. The year is 1799, the confining rules of regency morality would never accept their growing affection. But it's undeniable, all encompassing and they can't walk away. Throughout the next thirty years of their lives, they yearn for each other-sometimes together, sometimes apart, but never out of each other's minds.

35. Chapter 35

Like a prayer, I told you of my love...

Redoubling his efforts, Edward tried to demonstrate what his vanished words could not express. Swollen members touched and an impatient hand stroked. The boys' most sensitive part wept in pleasure, finally exploding in a mosaic of unintelligible delight.

Swimming in a sea of unmitigated bliss, lying together in the content aftermath of their embrace, whispering sweet nothings and unguarded emotions, they lay in a tangle of legs and arms, until sleep allowed their consciousness to fade into the unrestricting world of the dreaming.

In the realm of dreams, freed from all constraints, their love could flourish and grow, lasting a lifetime and beyond. But with the first lights of a new day, reality intruded and Edward mournfully kissed Jasper's forehead before returning to his own room.

Stolen pieces of an idyllic existence...