Restraint 38/42
23/9/10 23:21Title: Restraint Chapter 38/42
Author: DarkEmeralds
Artwork post: The inestimable Owzers
Genre: J2 AU - Historical (Regency)
Rating: Adult
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction peopled with fictional characters. It was written within the gift culture of fandom, where no money changes hands. No infringement, invasion of privacy, or assertion about any real people is intended.
Warnings: None for this chapter. Chapter 1 contains references to offstage teacher-pupil sexual abuse and adult-minor sexual contact.
A/N: Part IV is winding down as the saga surpasses 200,000 words and the relationship matures. Without the amazing![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
kispexi2, whose beta skills are surpassed only by her patience with me, this story would not exist.
Summary: Tristan watched John come back into himself day by day, noting an increasing warmth in John's eyes, and a growing willingness in his gestures. When, a week or so after their arrival at Les Poiriers, John climbed into Tristan's bed and said, "Do not go back to sleep," Tristan knew that he was well and truly on the mend.
Posted on the AO3:
Restraint: the whole novel so far
Chapter 38: In Which The Pears of Languedoc Ripen
Crossposted on my LJ, my DW, and a couple of other J2 comms.
Author: DarkEmeralds
Artwork post: The inestimable Owzers
Genre: J2 AU - Historical (Regency)
Rating: Adult
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction peopled with fictional characters. It was written within the gift culture of fandom, where no money changes hands. No infringement, invasion of privacy, or assertion about any real people is intended.
Warnings: None for this chapter. Chapter 1 contains references to offstage teacher-pupil sexual abuse and adult-minor sexual contact.
A/N: Part IV is winding down as the saga surpasses 200,000 words and the relationship matures. Without the amazing
kispexi2, whose beta skills are surpassed only by her patience with me, this story would not exist.Summary: Tristan watched John come back into himself day by day, noting an increasing warmth in John's eyes, and a growing willingness in his gestures. When, a week or so after their arrival at Les Poiriers, John climbed into Tristan's bed and said, "Do not go back to sleep," Tristan knew that he was well and truly on the mend.
Posted on the AO3:
Restraint: the whole novel so far
Chapter 38: In Which The Pears of Languedoc Ripen
Crossposted on my LJ, my DW, and a couple of other J2 comms.
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