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Blind Love Part 3
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Connor woke slowly, feeling as if he had just come out of a bad dream and was free from the darkness. He could feel the warmth of the sun on his face and he could hear sounds coming from the kitchen. Opening his eyes, he smiled as he watched Jason go about his work. The scent of coffee reached him as well as other delicious smells. Stretching his arms above his head he rose and walked into the tiny kitchen. The smaller Immortal raised his face and smiled. He handed a mug to the Highlander and turned back to the stove.
"I was beginning to think that you were never going to wake up," Jason said in a lighthearted tone. He lifted his own cup to his lips and took a sip of coffee. When he had awakened, he had been worried that the Highlander would be angry at him. But the man had been sleeping peacefully against him, his strong arm draped across his much smaller frame. He set the frying pan down on the counter and reached into the cabinet for two plates. Carefully he scraped the eggs out of the pan and then he turned to the refridgerator, completely oblivious to the fact that his normal, mudane activities had the other man enthralled.
"I slept pretty good, considering that we slept on the couch," Connor replied and then he sipped his drink. "So, any plans for today?"
The younger man looked up in surprise. "Uh..." He recalled the previous night's events, the events that had led him to welcome this strange man into his home, into his life. He remembered losing Kanna, his only companion and he frowned. "I have to contact social services to see about getting a new dog." It was a tedious task, it might take months for him to find a dog that he trusted enough.
Connor watched the different expressions as they crossed the boy's face. "How about we spend the day together?"
"Ok." That was infinately better than being alone.
They ate in relative silence.
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'What is wrong with me?' Jason sighed as he sat in the car awaiting his companion's return from the bookshop. He couldn't understand why he was letting this man drag him into his life. It had been a week since they had met. It had been so long since he had felt a connection with anyone, especially an Immortal. And the fact that everytime Connor breathed set him on fire didn't help. 'What could someone like him see in someone like me? I may as well forget about being anything but friends. Oh sure, he said that I'm beautiful, but that was just the Quickening.'
"Sorry I took so long," Connor apologized as he climbed back into the car. "That guy kept trying to sell me the whole store!" He set his purchases in the back seat and started the car. "Anywhere else you want to go or do you just want to get lunch?"
"How about lunch?" He was getting pretty hungry. "Then I need to see if social services called."
"All right, lunch."
Connor drove them to his place and they started lunch. While he prepared the steaks, Jason worked on the salad. Although he knew Jason knew what he was doing, he still couldn't help but worry as he started slicing carrots. He kept his eyes riveted on the slender hands as they worked rapidly. 'Idiot, he's survived for over 200 years. Don't worry so much.' He finally allowed his thoughts to drift. Images of he and Jason together filled his mind, each thought becoming more erotic than the last. 'Not good, MacLeod! Not with him so close.' He closed his eyes in an effort to get the boy out of his head. He certainly was not expecting to feel the warm fingers pressing lightly against his hand. His breathing turned ragged.
"Connor?"
The Highlander couldn't help it. He grasped Jason's shoulder's and pulled him close, kissing him. He ran his tongue over those soft lips that he had been admiring all week long. The he pushed it into the warm mouth and tasted the flavor that was purely Jason and he reveled in it. Then suddenly he tasted salt. Pulling back and opening his eyes, he looked down at the tear stained face. "Jason?" What had he done to make him cry? And the with a shock, he realized that what he felt, Jason didn't. What he needed, what he wanted, what he craved Jason didn't. "Jason..."
Jason pulled free of his grasp and turned away. He began to put on his jacket when a hand on his arm stopped him. "Connor, don't..." A finger over his lips silenced him. He raised his face towards what he figured was Connor's face. He tried to blink away the tears. But he just hadn't expected this.
"I'm sorry." Connor swallowed hard. "I didn't realize that what I feel is purely one sided. I didn't mean to hurt you or frighten you. I am so sorry."
Jason was silent for a moment more. Then, he asked, "Are you looking for a casual fling? Or do you intend to be there, by my side?" He couldn't believe that he was asking this. But he had to know. Too many times he had given his heart away only to have it stepped on.
"From the moment we met," Connor said, caressing his face. "I felt something in me start to fill. A void that had been there for my entire life was suddenly gone. I don't want it to come back." He paused for a heartbeat. "I love you."
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Jason was silent as he took all of it in, absorbing what he had just heard. Just when Connor began to lose hope, he spoke. "Then you have to know everything. You have to know how I died and why I don't why I don't want you to touch me intimately."
He took a deep breath before he continued. "My father used to rape me. He started it when I was 12. My mother had died from a lingering illness and it destroyed him. If I had been a girl, I know he would have done the same. I found myself a prisoner to his whims. I couldn't tell anyone, I was so scared of what he would do. For years he made me sleep in his bed, night after night. On my ninteenth birthday, he tied me to the bed and had his way with me. Only this time he became more violent. The last I remembered was hittimg my head and feeling my neck break. When I came to, an Immortal was there. She said she felt me and heard me scream so she came to help. She had killed my father and taken me away so I could heal safely. She taught me how to use my other senses to fight. She taught me how to survive. I left her a few years later after taking my first head. But even though I could fight, I was still vulnerable. I lost track of how many men forced me into their beds. I still can't bear being touched..."
He stopped, realizing that the entire time he had talked, Connor had moved closer and was lightly stroking the back of his neck. "Connor?"
"I won't hurt you...." He was furious at the way Jason's Immortal life has begun. He wanted to soothe his fears and remove his pain. "Trust me..." He slowly moved his fingers in little circles on Jason's smooth neck, and then around to his back. Jason closed his eyes as he felt the other man move even closer. Connor lightly nuzzled the skin just behind Jason's left ear and couldn't help but smile as the boy's breath quicken. His whole world, his entire exsistence suddenly revolved around Jason. Reluctantly he pulled back and out some distance between them.
"Want a ride?"
Starlted from his thoughts, all Jason could think of was, "Huh?"
"A ride back to your place?" Connor really didn't want to let him go, but he knew if he pushed him that he would lose him. But perhaps if he let him alone, maybe he would choose to come to Connor on hi own.
"I... don't understand...."
"You wanted to leave right? Well, I'll give you a ride." He laced his fingers through Jason's. "Just promise me that you'll think about what I said. We can take things as slow as you like. Or we can just be friends. But I don't want to go through my life without you in it."
Jason felt his emotional walls crack, but he wasn't afraid. Not anymore. Biting his lip, he turned his eyes away. 'I wish I could see him. I want to see him.' "How could he love someone who can't even see him?"
"Because you can feel me."
Jason's hand flew to his mouth as he realized that his last thought had been voiced aloud. "Connor..."
"I'm not asking you to love me. Just be with me. Let's see where it leads. I love you..."
Jason felt his heart skip a beat as he suddenly understood. "I love you too." As he said it, he realized that it was true. He had fallen in love with Connor MacLeod of the Clan MacLeod. And he was happy. "I love you too!" He felt Connor's strong arms wrap around him and all was right in the world.
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Two weeks later-
"Paris? You want to go to Paris?"
"Yeah, my clansman, Duncan lives there. I want him to meet you."
"Do you think he'll like me?"
"Oh, I know he will."
Connor smiled and kissed his lover. His Blind Love.
~Finis~
Blind Love Part 3
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Connor woke slowly, feeling as if he had just come out of a bad dream and was free from the darkness. He could feel the warmth of the sun on his face and he could hear sounds coming from the kitchen. Opening his eyes, he smiled as he watched Jason go about his work. The scent of coffee reached him as well as other delicious smells. Stretching his arms above his head he rose and walked into the tiny kitchen. The smaller Immortal raised his face and smiled. He handed a mug to the Highlander and turned back to the stove.
"I was beginning to think that you were never going to wake up," Jason said in a lighthearted tone. He lifted his own cup to his lips and took a sip of coffee. When he had awakened, he had been worried that the Highlander would be angry at him. But the man had been sleeping peacefully against him, his strong arm draped across his much smaller frame. He set the frying pan down on the counter and reached into the cabinet for two plates. Carefully he scraped the eggs out of the pan and then he turned to the refridgerator, completely oblivious to the fact that his normal, mudane activities had the other man enthralled.
"I slept pretty good, considering that we slept on the couch," Connor replied and then he sipped his drink. "So, any plans for today?"
The younger man looked up in surprise. "Uh..." He recalled the previous night's events, the events that had led him to welcome this strange man into his home, into his life. He remembered losing Kanna, his only companion and he frowned. "I have to contact social services to see about getting a new dog." It was a tedious task, it might take months for him to find a dog that he trusted enough.
Connor watched the different expressions as they crossed the boy's face. "How about we spend the day together?"
"Ok." That was infinately better than being alone.
They ate in relative silence.
*****
'What is wrong with me?' Jason sighed as he sat in the car awaiting his companion's return from the bookshop. He couldn't understand why he was letting this man drag him into his life. It had been a week since they had met. It had been so long since he had felt a connection with anyone, especially an Immortal. And the fact that everytime Connor breathed set him on fire didn't help. 'What could someone like him see in someone like me? I may as well forget about being anything but friends. Oh sure, he said that I'm beautiful, but that was just the Quickening.'
"Sorry I took so long," Connor apologized as he climbed back into the car. "That guy kept trying to sell me the whole store!" He set his purchases in the back seat and started the car. "Anywhere else you want to go or do you just want to get lunch?"
"How about lunch?" He was getting pretty hungry. "Then I need to see if social services called."
"All right, lunch."
Connor drove them to his place and they started lunch. While he prepared the steaks, Jason worked on the salad. Although he knew Jason knew what he was doing, he still couldn't help but worry as he started slicing carrots. He kept his eyes riveted on the slender hands as they worked rapidly. 'Idiot, he's survived for over 200 years. Don't worry so much.' He finally allowed his thoughts to drift. Images of he and Jason together filled his mind, each thought becoming more erotic than the last. 'Not good, MacLeod! Not with him so close.' He closed his eyes in an effort to get the boy out of his head. He certainly was not expecting to feel the warm fingers pressing lightly against his hand. His breathing turned ragged.
"Connor?"
The Highlander couldn't help it. He grasped Jason's shoulder's and pulled him close, kissing him. He ran his tongue over those soft lips that he had been admiring all week long. The he pushed it into the warm mouth and tasted the flavor that was purely Jason and he reveled in it. Then suddenly he tasted salt. Pulling back and opening his eyes, he looked down at the tear stained face. "Jason?" What had he done to make him cry? And the with a shock, he realized that what he felt, Jason didn't. What he needed, what he wanted, what he craved Jason didn't. "Jason..."
Jason pulled free of his grasp and turned away. He began to put on his jacket when a hand on his arm stopped him. "Connor, don't..." A finger over his lips silenced him. He raised his face towards what he figured was Connor's face. He tried to blink away the tears. But he just hadn't expected this.
"I'm sorry." Connor swallowed hard. "I didn't realize that what I feel is purely one sided. I didn't mean to hurt you or frighten you. I am so sorry."
Jason was silent for a moment more. Then, he asked, "Are you looking for a casual fling? Or do you intend to be there, by my side?" He couldn't believe that he was asking this. But he had to know. Too many times he had given his heart away only to have it stepped on.
"From the moment we met," Connor said, caressing his face. "I felt something in me start to fill. A void that had been there for my entire life was suddenly gone. I don't want it to come back." He paused for a heartbeat. "I love you."
*****
Jason was silent as he took all of it in, absorbing what he had just heard. Just when Connor began to lose hope, he spoke. "Then you have to know everything. You have to know how I died and why I don't why I don't want you to touch me intimately."
He took a deep breath before he continued. "My father used to rape me. He started it when I was 12. My mother had died from a lingering illness and it destroyed him. If I had been a girl, I know he would have done the same. I found myself a prisoner to his whims. I couldn't tell anyone, I was so scared of what he would do. For years he made me sleep in his bed, night after night. On my ninteenth birthday, he tied me to the bed and had his way with me. Only this time he became more violent. The last I remembered was hittimg my head and feeling my neck break. When I came to, an Immortal was there. She said she felt me and heard me scream so she came to help. She had killed my father and taken me away so I could heal safely. She taught me how to use my other senses to fight. She taught me how to survive. I left her a few years later after taking my first head. But even though I could fight, I was still vulnerable. I lost track of how many men forced me into their beds. I still can't bear being touched..."
He stopped, realizing that the entire time he had talked, Connor had moved closer and was lightly stroking the back of his neck. "Connor?"
"I won't hurt you...." He was furious at the way Jason's Immortal life has begun. He wanted to soothe his fears and remove his pain. "Trust me..." He slowly moved his fingers in little circles on Jason's smooth neck, and then around to his back. Jason closed his eyes as he felt the other man move even closer. Connor lightly nuzzled the skin just behind Jason's left ear and couldn't help but smile as the boy's breath quicken. His whole world, his entire exsistence suddenly revolved around Jason. Reluctantly he pulled back and out some distance between them.
"Want a ride?"
Starlted from his thoughts, all Jason could think of was, "Huh?"
"A ride back to your place?" Connor really didn't want to let him go, but he knew if he pushed him that he would lose him. But perhaps if he let him alone, maybe he would choose to come to Connor on hi own.
"I... don't understand...."
"You wanted to leave right? Well, I'll give you a ride." He laced his fingers through Jason's. "Just promise me that you'll think about what I said. We can take things as slow as you like. Or we can just be friends. But I don't want to go through my life without you in it."
Jason felt his emotional walls crack, but he wasn't afraid. Not anymore. Biting his lip, he turned his eyes away. 'I wish I could see him. I want to see him.' "How could he love someone who can't even see him?"
"Because you can feel me."
Jason's hand flew to his mouth as he realized that his last thought had been voiced aloud. "Connor..."
"I'm not asking you to love me. Just be with me. Let's see where it leads. I love you..."
Jason felt his heart skip a beat as he suddenly understood. "I love you too." As he said it, he realized that it was true. He had fallen in love with Connor MacLeod of the Clan MacLeod. And he was happy. "I love you too!" He felt Connor's strong arms wrap around him and all was right in the world.
*****
Two weeks later-
"Paris? You want to go to Paris?"
"Yeah, my clansman, Duncan lives there. I want him to meet you."
"Do you think he'll like me?"
"Oh, I know he will."
Connor smiled and kissed his lover. His Blind Love.
~Finis~