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Blind Love Part2
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After arriving at his house, Connor placed the boy on the couch. Jason was still out. He put a blanket over him and went into the kitchen. No sooner had he made some coffee had Jason awaken.
With a gasp, the boy came to. He jerked into a sitting position and flailed about. His shirt. It was gone. 'Quinn tore it off.' Wiping his face with his hands he sighed. "MacLeod?"
Smiling at the boy's apparent trust, Connor handed the boy a mug of coffee. He definitely looked better. There were deep circles under his eyes, but other than that he looked fine.
"So, feeling better?" He sat next to his guest. He was so glad that Jason couldn't see how messy his place was. After Brenda had left and he said his good-byes to Rachel a few years back he had returned to the life of a bachelor.
"Yeah. I should go…" He started to reach for the cane in his backpack. He always kept it in reach when Kanna wasn't directly at his side or was incapacitated. Now she was gone. He fought his tears.
"Stay. It's late. You'll never get a cab at this hour." He was confused as to why he suddenly wanted to protect this Immortal. His heart began to pound as he drank in the expression on the fair face.
The silver eyes seemed to be studying him. "Well, I suppose…" Now it was Jason's turn to be puzzled. He didn't even know this man and yet, he felt almost comfortable.
"Great. The bed's big enough and more comfortable than the couch." He thought he saw a look of fear flicker on the boy's face. 'Good going. He was nearly raped and you act like you want to do him right this second.' He winced at the thought of what would had happened had Quinn won.
"Come on. You must be as exhausted as I am." He stood and led him to the bed, faking a loud yawn as he did so. Jason sat on one side and Connor on the other.
"Actually, I am. That Quickening somehow made its way to me." He bent over and removed his boots, feeling the man's eyes on him.
"Really?" Connor also removed his shoes. "That's odd. It probably had something to do with the fact that both of us were so close to it when it happened." He lay down and rubbed his face. "What were you doing out at this hour anyway?"
"My dog needed to go to the vet. Since I'm blind, I can't exactly drive. So I was walking home when I ran into that guy." Jason pulled back the covers and lay beneath them. He shivered slightly. It wasn't cold…
"You live near Virginia Terrace?"
"Yeah. I live about three blocks down." Jason yawned. "I'll go there first thing in the morning. Do you think you could take me?"
"Sure. Right after breakfast."
Connor turned onto his side and examined the boy's face. It was absolutely flawless. The skin was clear and smooth; it was no doubt soft to the touch. And how he longed to touch it… Definitely time to think about something else. "How long have you been blind?"
"My entire life I suppose." Jason sat up and adjusted his pillow. "It was hard my first few years as an Immortal. But my teacher taught me how to use my other senses to fight. It eventually got easier."
He lay back down. "It's not so bad, being blind. Now they have books for me to read, talking computers and talking phone services."
Connor was only half listening. He was too busy wondering what Jason would look like naked, panting beaneath him. He sighed and tried to think of something else. But with this… distraction… right there… what was he to do? Sure, he had been with men before. It was not always a positive experience. But then, it was the same with women. 'Maybe it's because I haven't been with anyone since Brenda.'
It still hurt that she had chosen another man simply because he was mortal. Not that he blamed her. The longer she was with him, the more danger she was in. The Kurgan had merely been the first. That monster had become insane after all the centuries and beheadings. He had done the world a favor by killing him.
But none of this explained this sudden need for Jason, a boy he had just met and barely knew. 'Jason...'
'Damn it. I haven't felt this way about anyone in a long time. Why do I suddenly want you?' Jason rolled onto his side and stared at what he assumed was the wall. At least he didn't have to look at that man's face and feel weird. Being blind had some advantages.
Connor reached over and turned the light off. He needed to sleep. Surely what he was feeling was just due to the Quickening. Quinn had been prepared to rape the boy when he caught up to him. That was it. Just excess Quickening energy. Satisfied, he closed his eyes and went to sleep. Jason soon followed.
*****
Morning came too soon for the Highlander. He sat up with a groan. The bed was empty save for him. Where had he gone? His question was answered immediately as the bathroom door opened. Jason wore the Highlander's dark green bathrobe and looked like a delicate angel. His short ebony hair was damp from the shower.
He could picture the boy in only a towel begging to be taken… 'Okay MacLeod… Get those perverted images out of your head!' But he couldn't help smiling at the mere thought. Watching the boy towel dry his hair was really turning him on. 'Get a grip. He was nearly raped last night. There's no way that he would want you.'
"Are you hungry?" Time to be a dutiful host.
"Yeah. I have no idea where anything is or else I would have made us breakfast." His guest followed him to the kitchen and took a seat at the table. Connor opened the cabinets and pulled out some hot cereal mix. He set a pan of water on the stove to boil and then turned to the refrigerator. He filled a tall glass with milk and handed it to the boy. His fingers brushed against the boy's hand and they both felt the electricity. The boy pulled back nervously.
"Um… I'm going to get dressed." He hurried into the bedroom, nearly running into the doorframe in his haste.
'Great. Now I freaked him out.'
Laying out the clothes he carried in his backpack, Jason quickly got dressed. "I have got to calm down. He's just being nice. It's not like he's interested in me."
"Jason!"
With a squeak the boy replied, "Just a sec!" He zipped his jeans and rushed out.
Breakfast was quick, too quick. After they were finished, Connor loaded the dishes into the dishwasher and grabbed his keys. Jason would be alone tonight. That thought made him remember those eyes.
"Do you want me to stay with you tonight?" Unable to bare the thought that he may never see Jason again, Connor's protective streak came out. Duncan had always said he was too soft. Always taking in strays. 'This is different.'
"Um… That's okay. I've stayed home by myself before."
"Still. I don't think you should be alone." He rested his large hand on the slender shoulder. "How about it?"
Hesitating slightly, Jason gave in. "Okay. Let's go."
As Connor drove towards Jason's he couldn't help but smile. Until they got to the apartment building. It looked as if it were going to fall over; it was so old. 'He lives here? No way he's staying alone.' He reached out and helped Jason from the car. They took the stairs up to his floor.
Jason unlocked the door and moved in. He fell onto the old couch and leaned back. "Sure you wanna stay?"
Closing the door behind him the Highlander sighed. "Yes. I'm not leaving."
He moved to sit next to him. Without thinking he raised his hand and gently stroked the pale neck. "You're beautiful."
A blush made its way up Jason's face. "Connor, I think…" He tried to hide his fear.
"It's okay." Connor placed Jason's head on his shoulder. "I won't hurt you."
Suddenly feeling safe in Connor's arms, Jason closed his eyes and began to drift asleep. "Thank you," he murmured.
'No. Thank you.'
Connor reached over and turned off the light. They slept in each others arms.
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To Be Continued
Blind Love Part2
*****
After arriving at his house, Connor placed the boy on the couch. Jason was still out. He put a blanket over him and went into the kitchen. No sooner had he made some coffee had Jason awaken.
With a gasp, the boy came to. He jerked into a sitting position and flailed about. His shirt. It was gone. 'Quinn tore it off.' Wiping his face with his hands he sighed. "MacLeod?"
Smiling at the boy's apparent trust, Connor handed the boy a mug of coffee. He definitely looked better. There were deep circles under his eyes, but other than that he looked fine.
"So, feeling better?" He sat next to his guest. He was so glad that Jason couldn't see how messy his place was. After Brenda had left and he said his good-byes to Rachel a few years back he had returned to the life of a bachelor.
"Yeah. I should go…" He started to reach for the cane in his backpack. He always kept it in reach when Kanna wasn't directly at his side or was incapacitated. Now she was gone. He fought his tears.
"Stay. It's late. You'll never get a cab at this hour." He was confused as to why he suddenly wanted to protect this Immortal. His heart began to pound as he drank in the expression on the fair face.
The silver eyes seemed to be studying him. "Well, I suppose…" Now it was Jason's turn to be puzzled. He didn't even know this man and yet, he felt almost comfortable.
"Great. The bed's big enough and more comfortable than the couch." He thought he saw a look of fear flicker on the boy's face. 'Good going. He was nearly raped and you act like you want to do him right this second.' He winced at the thought of what would had happened had Quinn won.
"Come on. You must be as exhausted as I am." He stood and led him to the bed, faking a loud yawn as he did so. Jason sat on one side and Connor on the other.
"Actually, I am. That Quickening somehow made its way to me." He bent over and removed his boots, feeling the man's eyes on him.
"Really?" Connor also removed his shoes. "That's odd. It probably had something to do with the fact that both of us were so close to it when it happened." He lay down and rubbed his face. "What were you doing out at this hour anyway?"
"My dog needed to go to the vet. Since I'm blind, I can't exactly drive. So I was walking home when I ran into that guy." Jason pulled back the covers and lay beneath them. He shivered slightly. It wasn't cold…
"You live near Virginia Terrace?"
"Yeah. I live about three blocks down." Jason yawned. "I'll go there first thing in the morning. Do you think you could take me?"
"Sure. Right after breakfast."
Connor turned onto his side and examined the boy's face. It was absolutely flawless. The skin was clear and smooth; it was no doubt soft to the touch. And how he longed to touch it… Definitely time to think about something else. "How long have you been blind?"
"My entire life I suppose." Jason sat up and adjusted his pillow. "It was hard my first few years as an Immortal. But my teacher taught me how to use my other senses to fight. It eventually got easier."
He lay back down. "It's not so bad, being blind. Now they have books for me to read, talking computers and talking phone services."
Connor was only half listening. He was too busy wondering what Jason would look like naked, panting beaneath him. He sighed and tried to think of something else. But with this… distraction… right there… what was he to do? Sure, he had been with men before. It was not always a positive experience. But then, it was the same with women. 'Maybe it's because I haven't been with anyone since Brenda.'
It still hurt that she had chosen another man simply because he was mortal. Not that he blamed her. The longer she was with him, the more danger she was in. The Kurgan had merely been the first. That monster had become insane after all the centuries and beheadings. He had done the world a favor by killing him.
But none of this explained this sudden need for Jason, a boy he had just met and barely knew. 'Jason...'
'Damn it. I haven't felt this way about anyone in a long time. Why do I suddenly want you?' Jason rolled onto his side and stared at what he assumed was the wall. At least he didn't have to look at that man's face and feel weird. Being blind had some advantages.
Connor reached over and turned the light off. He needed to sleep. Surely what he was feeling was just due to the Quickening. Quinn had been prepared to rape the boy when he caught up to him. That was it. Just excess Quickening energy. Satisfied, he closed his eyes and went to sleep. Jason soon followed.
*****
Morning came too soon for the Highlander. He sat up with a groan. The bed was empty save for him. Where had he gone? His question was answered immediately as the bathroom door opened. Jason wore the Highlander's dark green bathrobe and looked like a delicate angel. His short ebony hair was damp from the shower.
He could picture the boy in only a towel begging to be taken… 'Okay MacLeod… Get those perverted images out of your head!' But he couldn't help smiling at the mere thought. Watching the boy towel dry his hair was really turning him on. 'Get a grip. He was nearly raped last night. There's no way that he would want you.'
"Are you hungry?" Time to be a dutiful host.
"Yeah. I have no idea where anything is or else I would have made us breakfast." His guest followed him to the kitchen and took a seat at the table. Connor opened the cabinets and pulled out some hot cereal mix. He set a pan of water on the stove to boil and then turned to the refrigerator. He filled a tall glass with milk and handed it to the boy. His fingers brushed against the boy's hand and they both felt the electricity. The boy pulled back nervously.
"Um… I'm going to get dressed." He hurried into the bedroom, nearly running into the doorframe in his haste.
'Great. Now I freaked him out.'
Laying out the clothes he carried in his backpack, Jason quickly got dressed. "I have got to calm down. He's just being nice. It's not like he's interested in me."
"Jason!"
With a squeak the boy replied, "Just a sec!" He zipped his jeans and rushed out.
Breakfast was quick, too quick. After they were finished, Connor loaded the dishes into the dishwasher and grabbed his keys. Jason would be alone tonight. That thought made him remember those eyes.
"Do you want me to stay with you tonight?" Unable to bare the thought that he may never see Jason again, Connor's protective streak came out. Duncan had always said he was too soft. Always taking in strays. 'This is different.'
"Um… That's okay. I've stayed home by myself before."
"Still. I don't think you should be alone." He rested his large hand on the slender shoulder. "How about it?"
Hesitating slightly, Jason gave in. "Okay. Let's go."
As Connor drove towards Jason's he couldn't help but smile. Until they got to the apartment building. It looked as if it were going to fall over; it was so old. 'He lives here? No way he's staying alone.' He reached out and helped Jason from the car. They took the stairs up to his floor.
Jason unlocked the door and moved in. He fell onto the old couch and leaned back. "Sure you wanna stay?"
Closing the door behind him the Highlander sighed. "Yes. I'm not leaving."
He moved to sit next to him. Without thinking he raised his hand and gently stroked the pale neck. "You're beautiful."
A blush made its way up Jason's face. "Connor, I think…" He tried to hide his fear.
"It's okay." Connor placed Jason's head on his shoulder. "I won't hurt you."
Suddenly feeling safe in Connor's arms, Jason closed his eyes and began to drift asleep. "Thank you," he murmured.
'No. Thank you.'
Connor reached over and turned off the light. They slept in each others arms.
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To Be Continued