i_fear in we_coexist
A Troubled Fantasy (Edward/Jonathan)
(mentions of sexual acts - non graphic)
Edward hadnt been very pleased with the turn of events from the fire fight he'd been in with his daughter. He was glad she'd been shot, but he had too. And she had survived. That was the most irksome thing ever.
His chest and shoulder still throbbed from the hits he'd taken, the ones Jonathan had had to repair for him. If Eddie wasn't careful he'd be looking much like a rag doll instead of a man.
He shifted slowly, trying to ease the pain he was feeling, settling once more in the chair he currently occupied. He was in Spooky's office, waiting for his man to finish up whatever it was he was doing.
Edward had been so busy causing mayhem he hadn't seen much of his lover lately. Which was unacceptable. Edward had needs and urges that had no business being allowed to linger and build. So, he'd made a point to make time for his love.
The damn brat had almost killed him, but Edward wasn't going to give up so easily. He might've lost her to the good side, but he still had Jonathan and as long as the Doctor wanted him around, Edward knew he would make a good recovery.
Tempted, Edward lifted his cane and poked at a few things on Jonathan's desk as he waited, growing more and more impatient as well as more and more irritated with pain.
( A Troubled Fantasy )
Edward hadnt been very pleased with the turn of events from the fire fight he'd been in with his daughter. He was glad she'd been shot, but he had too. And she had survived. That was the most irksome thing ever.
His chest and shoulder still throbbed from the hits he'd taken, the ones Jonathan had had to repair for him. If Eddie wasn't careful he'd be looking much like a rag doll instead of a man.
He shifted slowly, trying to ease the pain he was feeling, settling once more in the chair he currently occupied. He was in Spooky's office, waiting for his man to finish up whatever it was he was doing.
Edward had been so busy causing mayhem he hadn't seen much of his lover lately. Which was unacceptable. Edward had needs and urges that had no business being allowed to linger and build. So, he'd made a point to make time for his love.
The damn brat had almost killed him, but Edward wasn't going to give up so easily. He might've lost her to the good side, but he still had Jonathan and as long as the Doctor wanted him around, Edward knew he would make a good recovery.
Tempted, Edward lifted his cane and poked at a few things on Jonathan's desk as he waited, growing more and more impatient as well as more and more irritated with pain.
( A Troubled Fantasy )