Fic: Perception 2/?
Author: PABWECG (aka Patricia)
Title: Perception
Genre/Type: Romance, Period fic
Rating: PG-13 to NC-17
Characters/Pairings: Luke/Reid, Lily/Holden, Casey, Katie, Maddie, and Henry, amongst others
Warnings: Nope
Summary: The year is 1898, and the town is Oakdale. Luke lives on Snyder farm; Reid is a doctor in Chicago; you’ll figure the rest out.
**This story is based on a prompt from the winning-bidder of my fic on the Japan Auction, which was, I know, eons ago. So, thank you to Smoothlikebutta for this very fun prompt! It's not finished yet, but she gave me her gracious permission to start posting it anyway; so thank you to her for that as well!
Big thanks, again, to Slayerkitty, for being my beta!!!
Previous Chapters: 1/
Chapter 2
Luke’s right hand rested on Maddie’s waist and her hand was on his shoulder, their other hands clasped together, as he led her around the wooden floor of the church hall. Supper was finished and Casey was playing his guitar, his granddad on the piano beside Holden on the fiddle. He and Maddie were getting rather comfortable with dancing, having attended the last three church suppers together.
Of course, they had danced together at these events many times growing up, but this was different. Tonight, her long black hair had a blue ribbon hanging down the back, and she looked very pretty in her nice dress. Strangely, when they were in school during the week, everything felt normal - they were good friends. But now, when they went to these monthly suppers, it all felt awkward. Still, she was lovely and sweet; she was bright and had a good heart; they cared about each other. And Luke thought she was the prettiest girl in town.
The waltz ended and they stepped awkwardly apart, clapping for the musicians, briefly looking at each other before their eyes skittered around the room, Luke’s hands going into his pockets and Maddie’s twisting together behind her back. In just a moment, Holden approached, his arm around Lily’s waist, Natalie and Ethan in tow. Lily beckoned over her shoulder and shortly Faith joined them.
“We should probably head home soon, Son.”
Henry then appeared at Maddie’s side. “I think it’s also time for us to go, Maddie Sweetheart.”
“Do you um…” Luke began. “I mean, would it be alright if I walked you out, Maddie?”
“Yes, I mean…I’d like that.”
The Snyders and Henry watched them go out, giving them a few minutes alone.
Stepping outside and down the front steps of the church hall, the cool night air felt good to Luke, after the warmth of dancing. As they strolled, Maddie fell in close to him and he put his arm around her back. Now would come the really uncomfortable part; they’d kissed goodnight a few times now, and it always made Luke feel so confused. The physical sensation was nice - his lips touching hers; she always smelled sweet and rested her hands on his shoulders. He liked the actual kissing, but when he would open his eyes again and see her there, it was like a part of him wished she weren’t there. But then he would see her sweet smile and he would remember just how much he cared about her and he would wish he wasn’t feeling all these confusing emotions.
The next day, after church and dinner, in the afternoon, he and Casey went riding. He loved riding with Casey; he loved being with Casey. They were best friends, and Luke always felt a quickening to his step and an easy smile come to his face when they spent time together. After about an hour, they stopped Seamus and Ginger at the pond, and they both hopped down off their horses. It was the first Sunday in April, but it had felt like summer. Luke bent down to scoop up some water to splash on his face and cool off, and then they sat at the water’s edge.
“So, things are going well with Maddie?”
“Um, yes.” Luke wasn’t really sure how things were supposed to go, but he thought that maybe this was it.
“Well, that’s good.” He slapped Luke on the shoulder. “You’re a lucky man.”
“Yeah,” Luke said.
“So, is it serious? I mean, do you think she’s the one?”
“I suppose…she might be.” He looked over at his best friend. “I mean, how do you know?”
“Well, do you think she’s pretty?”
“Of course.”
“Sure you do. Who wouldn’t?” Casey said, giving him a significant look. “I know you care about her. And you enjoy her company, right?”
“Yes…yes, I do.” Luke knew that to be true.
“Well then…that’s probably a good sign.” Casey looked right at him with a tilt of his head. “Does she make you feel like…you know, make your heart flutter…butterflies in your stomach?”
Luke thought about it. He remembered some of the awkward feelings when they were dancing and kissing. Was that fluttering?
“Maybe,” he said.
“Maybe?” Casey furrowed his brow. “Hmmm.”
“Maybe it just takes time.” Luke said. “I can’t imagine a prettier, kinder, smarter girl than her.”
“You got that right.” Casey said with a raised eyebrow.
They both were quiet for a minute, and then Casey stood up and began to unbutton his shirt. Luke noticed out of the corner of his eye and tried not to watch. “Let’s go swimming, Snyder.” Casey said, dropping his shirt on the ground and working on his pants’ buttons. Luke closed his eyes and bit his lips, but every few moments his resolve would fail and would look at his friend; and the more skin Casey exposed, the more difficult it was for Luke to breathe.
Luke knew how his body would respond - just like it had the other times they’d been in this position for the last couple of summers. As he felt his manhood begin to twitch, he began removing his own shirt; the sooner he got into the cold water the better. By the time Casey stepped out of his boxers, Luke was working on his own pants.
Suddenly Casey faced him full on, totally naked. “Come on, slow poke.” Casey said.
Luke’s eyes fell to the ground, before alternating back and forth between it and Casey’s crotch.
“I am coming,” Luke said, looking away. When Casey turned around to head into the water, Luke took advantage of the privacy to quickly step out of his pants and then practically ran into the water himself.
“Someone’s eager,” Casey joked.
“I just don’t like getting in slowly,” Luke fibbed. “I like to get it over with.”
“Uh-huh. You just don’t want me to see you naked.” Casey winked, leaving Luke to wonder if Casey knew about his body’s strange responses. “You afraid I might be bigger than you are?” Casey continued to joke, and than casually strolled out to the water’s edge, standing with his feet spread wide and showing off all he had. “C’mere, let’s measure.”
“Casey!” Luke - after getting a good look - turned away, not wanting Casey to see him blush.
“Hey, it’s alright. You’re sister’s aren’t here - we’re decent.”
Luke turned his head around, looking only at Casey’s face this time, and said, “Let’s just swim, Case.” And turning away again, he closed his eyes and swallowed before pushing off into deeper water.
next part/
Title: Perception
Genre/Type: Romance, Period fic
Rating: PG-13 to NC-17
Characters/Pairings: Luke/Reid, Lily/Holden, Casey, Katie, Maddie, and Henry, amongst others
Warnings: Nope
Summary: The year is 1898, and the town is Oakdale. Luke lives on Snyder farm; Reid is a doctor in Chicago; you’ll figure the rest out.
**This story is based on a prompt from the winning-bidder of my fic on the Japan Auction, which was, I know, eons ago. So, thank you to Smoothlikebutta for this very fun prompt! It's not finished yet, but she gave me her gracious permission to start posting it anyway; so thank you to her for that as well!
Big thanks, again, to Slayerkitty, for being my beta!!!
Previous Chapters: 1/
Chapter 2
Luke’s right hand rested on Maddie’s waist and her hand was on his shoulder, their other hands clasped together, as he led her around the wooden floor of the church hall. Supper was finished and Casey was playing his guitar, his granddad on the piano beside Holden on the fiddle. He and Maddie were getting rather comfortable with dancing, having attended the last three church suppers together.
Of course, they had danced together at these events many times growing up, but this was different. Tonight, her long black hair had a blue ribbon hanging down the back, and she looked very pretty in her nice dress. Strangely, when they were in school during the week, everything felt normal - they were good friends. But now, when they went to these monthly suppers, it all felt awkward. Still, she was lovely and sweet; she was bright and had a good heart; they cared about each other. And Luke thought she was the prettiest girl in town.
The waltz ended and they stepped awkwardly apart, clapping for the musicians, briefly looking at each other before their eyes skittered around the room, Luke’s hands going into his pockets and Maddie’s twisting together behind her back. In just a moment, Holden approached, his arm around Lily’s waist, Natalie and Ethan in tow. Lily beckoned over her shoulder and shortly Faith joined them.
“We should probably head home soon, Son.”
Henry then appeared at Maddie’s side. “I think it’s also time for us to go, Maddie Sweetheart.”
“Do you um…” Luke began. “I mean, would it be alright if I walked you out, Maddie?”
“Yes, I mean…I’d like that.”
The Snyders and Henry watched them go out, giving them a few minutes alone.
Stepping outside and down the front steps of the church hall, the cool night air felt good to Luke, after the warmth of dancing. As they strolled, Maddie fell in close to him and he put his arm around her back. Now would come the really uncomfortable part; they’d kissed goodnight a few times now, and it always made Luke feel so confused. The physical sensation was nice - his lips touching hers; she always smelled sweet and rested her hands on his shoulders. He liked the actual kissing, but when he would open his eyes again and see her there, it was like a part of him wished she weren’t there. But then he would see her sweet smile and he would remember just how much he cared about her and he would wish he wasn’t feeling all these confusing emotions.
The next day, after church and dinner, in the afternoon, he and Casey went riding. He loved riding with Casey; he loved being with Casey. They were best friends, and Luke always felt a quickening to his step and an easy smile come to his face when they spent time together. After about an hour, they stopped Seamus and Ginger at the pond, and they both hopped down off their horses. It was the first Sunday in April, but it had felt like summer. Luke bent down to scoop up some water to splash on his face and cool off, and then they sat at the water’s edge.
“So, things are going well with Maddie?”
“Um, yes.” Luke wasn’t really sure how things were supposed to go, but he thought that maybe this was it.
“Well, that’s good.” He slapped Luke on the shoulder. “You’re a lucky man.”
“Yeah,” Luke said.
“So, is it serious? I mean, do you think she’s the one?”
“I suppose…she might be.” He looked over at his best friend. “I mean, how do you know?”
“Well, do you think she’s pretty?”
“Of course.”
“Sure you do. Who wouldn’t?” Casey said, giving him a significant look. “I know you care about her. And you enjoy her company, right?”
“Yes…yes, I do.” Luke knew that to be true.
“Well then…that’s probably a good sign.” Casey looked right at him with a tilt of his head. “Does she make you feel like…you know, make your heart flutter…butterflies in your stomach?”
Luke thought about it. He remembered some of the awkward feelings when they were dancing and kissing. Was that fluttering?
“Maybe,” he said.
“Maybe?” Casey furrowed his brow. “Hmmm.”
“Maybe it just takes time.” Luke said. “I can’t imagine a prettier, kinder, smarter girl than her.”
“You got that right.” Casey said with a raised eyebrow.
They both were quiet for a minute, and then Casey stood up and began to unbutton his shirt. Luke noticed out of the corner of his eye and tried not to watch. “Let’s go swimming, Snyder.” Casey said, dropping his shirt on the ground and working on his pants’ buttons. Luke closed his eyes and bit his lips, but every few moments his resolve would fail and would look at his friend; and the more skin Casey exposed, the more difficult it was for Luke to breathe.
Luke knew how his body would respond - just like it had the other times they’d been in this position for the last couple of summers. As he felt his manhood begin to twitch, he began removing his own shirt; the sooner he got into the cold water the better. By the time Casey stepped out of his boxers, Luke was working on his own pants.
Suddenly Casey faced him full on, totally naked. “Come on, slow poke.” Casey said.
Luke’s eyes fell to the ground, before alternating back and forth between it and Casey’s crotch.
“I am coming,” Luke said, looking away. When Casey turned around to head into the water, Luke took advantage of the privacy to quickly step out of his pants and then practically ran into the water himself.
“Someone’s eager,” Casey joked.
“I just don’t like getting in slowly,” Luke fibbed. “I like to get it over with.”
“Uh-huh. You just don’t want me to see you naked.” Casey winked, leaving Luke to wonder if Casey knew about his body’s strange responses. “You afraid I might be bigger than you are?” Casey continued to joke, and than casually strolled out to the water’s edge, standing with his feet spread wide and showing off all he had. “C’mere, let’s measure.”
“Casey!” Luke - after getting a good look - turned away, not wanting Casey to see him blush.
“Hey, it’s alright. You’re sister’s aren’t here - we’re decent.”
Luke turned his head around, looking only at Casey’s face this time, and said, “Let’s just swim, Case.” And turning away again, he closed his eyes and swallowed before pushing off into deeper water.
next part/