Clandestine Cabin

**These characters (who are over 18 and consenting) are both virgins in the Regency era of England. Additionally, Edward is Deaf. Please let me know if this feels realistic. It's waaaay out of my wheelhouse.

Striding through the woods towards the hunting cabin, Leo fought to keep a smile from his face. He caught another glimpse of Edward in the bushes to his right, but continued to feign ignorance. Edward had been following him for quite a ways.

Leo was fairly certain Edward had waited for him at the edge of the woods expressly for the purpose of catching him off guard. Of course, Leo was very at home in the woods, attuned to the sounds around him in a way Edward was shut out from. Once he had spotted Edward, rather than ruin the game, he decided to see what Edward was planning.

As he had walked through the woods, he was surprised to find he found the concept of Edward stalking him somewhat exciting. It was difficult to pinpoint precisely why that was, but nonetheless, it was making it difficult not to give up the game when all he wanted to do was tackle Edward to the ground and kiss him.

Lost in a fog of desire, Leo almost missed it. Were it not for the snapping of a twig from slightly behind him, Edward very well may have succeeded in catching him unawares. Instead, Leo had just enough time to turn and plant himself, bending his knees in preparation.

When Edward's lunge--attempting to throw his arms around Leo's stomach--brought him into range, Leo sprang back at him, careful to get a hand under Edward's head as he carried both of them to the ground, pinning Edward beneath him. Edward looked up at Leo, thoroughly bewildered for a moment. Laughing at how cute Edward was when confused, Leo wasted no more time nor breath before kissing Edward soundly.

Through his deepening haze of lust, Leo acknowledged they should move off the path, the sun still skimming the horizon. He broke the kiss, a dazed Edward looking up at him with such a sweet expression Leo groaned as he stood. He reached to assist Edward to his feet as well, unable to resist another quick peck as Edward smiled at him.

Not releasing Edward's hand, Leo pulled him towards the cabin, his urgency growing with every passing moment. It was true that Paul was not meant to return until two days hence, but he and Edward had agreed that today was their last day of security, the possibility of an early return too plausible to ignore. It didn't mean they couldn't spend any time together, but what Leo wanted right now was certainly about to become scarce and he didn't want to miss a moment.

As he fumbled with the key stashed above the door, he was surprised and overwhelmed by the sensation of Edward running his hands over his back, around his neck, cupping his buttocks. As Leo turned, Edward pushed forward, pinning him to the door. For a moment they paused, Edward staring into Leo's eyes, his hands roaming all over Leo's body. Then suddenly Leo felt the door give way behind him, only Edward's arms keeping him from falling as he stumbled backwards into the cabin.

He barely had time to register that Edward had somehow snatched the key from him and unlocked the door as Edward walked him forward, locking their lips together in a deep kiss. Leo was swimming in sensations, his desire clouding his already confused thoughts. Edward continued to lead him in a backward dance until Leo felt his calves bump up against the edge of the cot. With a firm push, Edward sent him sprawling back across it.

Leo lay there watching as Edward hurriedly stepped away, lighting the candles so he could shut the door without plunging them into total darkness. There was a strange edge to Edward's movements. Usually so unsure and hesitant, he now seemed, if not confident, markedly determined as he quickly finished up his self-assigned tasks, returning to the cot where he kicked off his own boots before removing Leo's.

'This is quite an alluring change', Leo thought, watching as Edward climbed into the cot, wasting no more time in straddling Leo's lap, eliciting a soft moan from him that Edward unknowingly matched. Bending down, Edward lowered his mouth over Leo's, his tongue slipping past his lips to tangle with Leo's.

After a frustratingly brief kiss, Edward pulled away, instead attending to Leo's neck. As Edward sucked and nipped at it, Leo couldn't help but writhe beneath him, the ministrations causing warmth to course through him along with a sensation almost like a limb waking from sleep.

As Leo tried in vain to control the way his body was reacting to Edward, he sucked in a breath as he felt one of Edward's hands pass over his stiffening cock. To his surprise, delight, and growing hunger, Edward pushed up Leo's shirt and began slowly unbuttoning the fall of his breeches, at the same time continuing to nuzzle his neck in a distracting fashion. Leo fluttered his hands about uselessly as he tried to decide between grabbing Edward's head to keep him at his neck or grabbing his hand to speed up his process.

With maddening slowness, Edward pulled his head away as he undid the last button, using both hands to grasp the waistband of both Leo's pants and smallclothes. Leo lifted his hips, a whine escaping his throat as he felt Edward tug, freeing his now fully erect cock. The movement of their struggle had set it to swinging, and it bounced once off his stomach causing Edward to giggle a little.

At the sound, Leo locked eyes with Edward whose sheepish expression was overtaken by what Leo could only call abject desire. Leo watched as Edward swallowed hard, his hand snaking across Leo's stomach, down through the rest of his golden curls until he was just barely tracing the bottom of his shaft.

The lightest touch of Edward's finger, running from base to tip sent a full body shiver through Leo. With a smirk that was--Leo freely admitted to himself--the most attractive thing Leo had ever seen, Edward repeated the gesture on the underside of Leo's cock, following it's slight curve until he reached the tip, this time slowly sweeping his finger around in a circle, spreading the gathered wetness around his fingers.

Moaning and unable to restrain himself, Leo bucked, trying to get more of himself into Edward's warm, rough hand. Edward obliged with another maddening smile, his hand closing around Leo's shaft somewhat shyly, before he began stroking him up and down in a gentle rhythm.

The pace was going to drive Leo into bedlam. He needed more, more of Edward's touch, more pressure, more of everything, but he was afraid of scaring this new Edward off. Whatever this take-charge attitude was, Leo wanted nothing more than to perpetuate it.

Slowly, so as not to startle him or make it seem like criticism, Leo reached out to cover Edward's still slowly pumping hand with his own. When he met Edward's inquiring look, Leo squeezed, the sensation of their hands closed around him almost enough to make him finish. Wanting to prolong his enjoyment, as soon as it seemed Edward had received the message, Leo withdrew his hand, instead using it to sit himself up a little.

Propping himself up on one arm, Leo reached across himself to trace shapes on Edward's thighs, regretting that he hadn't contrived to remove Edward's trousers as well. Edward, distracted by Leo's gentle touches, lost his stroking rhythm, becoming more unpredictable in his motions. As Edward regained his composure, they locked eyes. Leo suddenly realized that he was sitting up enough that Edward was looking up to meet his eyes.

The intensity of the situation suddenly felt impossibly heightened to Leo. Looking at Edward's whiskey-eyes, half-lidded with lust, Leo knew he felt it too. It was almost too much to take in, so Leo surveyed the scene before him, forcing himself to breath deeply.

But looking around was almost more intense than the eye contact. He looked at Edward's trim hips straddling his lap, Edward's cock tenting in his trousers, Leo's hand a pale contrast to the dark pants just inches from the bulge.

And then there was Edward's hand, warm and calloused, big enough to be fully circled around Leo's long, slender cock as he was slowly stroked from base to tip.

As Leo watched, Edward's hand began something that felt altogether more purposeful. The motion started the same, his hand stroking from the base of Leo's cock, but when he reached the head, Edward would open his hand and circle his palm across it for a moment before grasping the shaft again to repeat the motion. The feeling of Edward's somewhat rough palm gliding over the head of his cock, slick with his arousal was enough to snap Leo's eye back to Edward's as his began slowly bucking his hips again, throwing his arm around Edward's back to pull him closer, aching for just a little bit more.

The motion from Leo caused Edward's hips to move too and as Leo watched Edward's expression shift from concentrated to euphoric he felt something in him snap, his self-control swept away from him by the sounds of Edward's pleasure. His movements became frantic, desperate for Edward to touch him everywhere as he teetered closer and closer to the edge. When Edward leaned his head in closer, moving to kiss Leo's neck again, Leo groaned, feeling Edward's bulging cock bump against his own, Edward's hand the bridge between them. At the same moment, Edward gasped his head jerking up in surprise at the intense feeling.

His breath, tickling the sensitive spot behind Leo's ear, was the final straw for Leo who toppled over the ledge, his orgasm exploding out of him.

Distantly, as if viewed from afar, Leo worried about the mess he was making, pulse after pulse of semen spurting out of his cock, landing on both of them. More presently, he was aware of Edward, who had chuckled in surprise, but then groaned, still moving his hips, grinding himself against Leo's spent cock, the sensations overwhelming to his sensitive shaft, but undeniably erotic.

Desire to assist Edward was the only thing that could have caused him to move from his post-orgasmic stupor and Leo desperately wished to return the favor, to make Edward feel as good as Leo did. As Leo shifted to put both arms around Edward, helping to hold him close, Leo watched as Edward's eyes popped open, his expression suddenly self-conscious as his thrusting abruptly halted. Leo kept his arms around Edward, fearing to move as he quirked his eyebrows in confusion.

Edward shook his head before quickly looking away from Leo, his face turning red again. 'Why so shy all the sudden?' Leo wondered, 'Surely it's a little late for that'.

Testing the waters, Leo experimentally rolled his hips under Edward. He was rewarded with a deep groan, but then Edward covered his mouth with his hand, his expression guilty, and he refused to look at Leo.

And yet, Leo could feel the tension in Edward's thighs, could feel the ever-so-slight roll of Edward's hips, as if he were restraining himself from indulging his wants. 'Well, the hell with that', Leo thought with a smirk. Keeping one arm firmly around Edward's back, dipping his hand to grasp his buttocks, Leo brought his other hand up to tilt Edward's chin until their eyes met as Leo purposefully rolled his hips again, watching with bated breath for the moment their groins met.

For Leo, the experience was a delight, but the sensation was merely pleasant. It was enough stimulation to be engaging, but not enough to be torturous to his sensitive member.

But, as he had hoped, for Edward, it was everything. The moment that first wave of pleasure rolled through them, the expression on Edward's embarrassed face was exquisite. Shy moans were ripped from his throat as Leo kept the pace, Edward riding the current of Leo's ocean. The redness on Edward's face moved from blush to flush as their combined exertion spread it all the way to the tops of his ears.

With some difficult finagling, Leo managed to untuck enough of Edward's shirttail to be skin to skin with him as they moved together. Just as Leo was contemplating living contentedly in the moment forever, Edward's breath unexpectedly hitched, his hands clawing at Leo, grabbing his shoulders with such force as he rode the waves of pleasure.

Leo was surprised to find he was disappointed, as they held each other, that Edward's cock still being in his trousers meant that Leo was deprived of actually seeing Edward finish. Ah, well, he thought wryly, his excitement growing again, there's always next time.