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fic: sweeter than sin 1/1
TITLE: Sweeter Than Sin
AUTHOR: Frala
E-MAIL: frala at hotmail dot com
DISTRIBUTION: Just at Perchance to Dream
DISCLAIMER: I neither claim any ownership to any of the characters aside from the ones I made up. And I'm not implying anything about any of the characters in real life. Its all fiction, none of it actually happened, I made it up.
AN: Thank you as always to Mae, Brenn, and AJ for the beta. *hearts*
AN2: Thanks to Allise for the prompt. Those words were larger than any sin, and sweeter than any punishment
RATING: R, maybe? religious themes
CHARACTERS: Jason King, mentions of Mikey Ryder
SUMMARY: Jason thinks about what's right and wrong.
~~
It's a sin.
Venial.
Mortal.
I don't know how many times I heard what was and what wasn't a sin.
How many times I confessed and did my penance.
Repeated an act of contrition.
'O God, I am sorry with my whole heart for all my sins because you are Goodness itself and sin is an offense against you. Therefore, I firmly resolve with the help of your grace not to sin again and to avoid the occasion of sin. Amen.'
Said however many Our Fathers and Hail Marys as it took.
Whatever I had to do to not have a mark on my soul.
And then the time came when what I was doing was a 'sin' both in the actually apparently being one way, and in the way that my mom and her friends if they'd been talking about someone else's son would sit around and say 'did you hear about young Jason… what a sin luh… what must his poor mother be thinking…'
Only they didn't say it.
They sat around in someone else's kitchen and said it, and she sat home alone and… you know I'm not too sure, I've been trying to stay out of her hair a little bit. It feels like at the very least if I went to confession, if I went and talked to who she wanted me to talk to, that I'd be betraying what I feel… and it feels too right for me to do that.
But am I betraying her?
She makes it seem that way.
' Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee; blessed art thou among women, and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus. Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners, now and at the hour of our death. Amen.'
She can barely stand to look at me, it seems like. I could sit there and mumble that under my breath and let her hear it even and count as many times off the beads as it takes for her… but it wouldn't be for me… and lying about it seems worse of a sin than what they think this is.
This… being with him. It's not anything like any of those other things I've managed to feel guilty for.
Mikey and me have known each other for… god, forever it seems like sometimes. And we've always managed to go long periods of time without seeing each other, and go long periods of time where we barely even talk. And then it's like we meet up and it just clicks, that instant connection like we'd been hanging out for weeks on end instead of it having been months apart.
I don't even know when things went from that to feeling more.
Wanting more.
Not even knowing what more was.
Just knowing… deep down, and with no uncertainty that I wanted more.
And so did he. We sort of both hedged into it slow. Talking more and more often, less and less about stupid things, and more and more it got deep, and closer, and tighter, and then he kissed me and wow. I mean wow, it just… felt like it blew my world apart.
But in a good way?
As odd as it seems to say about it now, after all we've been through with my folks, and his, and everything else, these last few months have been… amazing.
And there's not any amount of any sort of penance that's as sweet as that.
And lead us not into temptation; but deliver us from evil.
THE END
AUTHOR: Frala
E-MAIL: frala at hotmail dot com
DISTRIBUTION: Just at Perchance to Dream
DISCLAIMER: I neither claim any ownership to any of the characters aside from the ones I made up. And I'm not implying anything about any of the characters in real life. Its all fiction, none of it actually happened, I made it up.
AN: Thank you as always to Mae, Brenn, and AJ for the beta. *hearts*
AN2: Thanks to Allise for the prompt. Those words were larger than any sin, and sweeter than any punishment
RATING: R, maybe? religious themes
CHARACTERS: Jason King, mentions of Mikey Ryder
SUMMARY: Jason thinks about what's right and wrong.
~~
It's a sin.
Venial.
Mortal.
I don't know how many times I heard what was and what wasn't a sin.
How many times I confessed and did my penance.
Repeated an act of contrition.
'O God, I am sorry with my whole heart for all my sins because you are Goodness itself and sin is an offense against you. Therefore, I firmly resolve with the help of your grace not to sin again and to avoid the occasion of sin. Amen.'
Said however many Our Fathers and Hail Marys as it took.
Whatever I had to do to not have a mark on my soul.
And then the time came when what I was doing was a 'sin' both in the actually apparently being one way, and in the way that my mom and her friends if they'd been talking about someone else's son would sit around and say 'did you hear about young Jason… what a sin luh… what must his poor mother be thinking…'
Only they didn't say it.
They sat around in someone else's kitchen and said it, and she sat home alone and… you know I'm not too sure, I've been trying to stay out of her hair a little bit. It feels like at the very least if I went to confession, if I went and talked to who she wanted me to talk to, that I'd be betraying what I feel… and it feels too right for me to do that.
But am I betraying her?
She makes it seem that way.
' Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee; blessed art thou among women, and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus. Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners, now and at the hour of our death. Amen.'
She can barely stand to look at me, it seems like. I could sit there and mumble that under my breath and let her hear it even and count as many times off the beads as it takes for her… but it wouldn't be for me… and lying about it seems worse of a sin than what they think this is.
This… being with him. It's not anything like any of those other things I've managed to feel guilty for.
Mikey and me have known each other for… god, forever it seems like sometimes. And we've always managed to go long periods of time without seeing each other, and go long periods of time where we barely even talk. And then it's like we meet up and it just clicks, that instant connection like we'd been hanging out for weeks on end instead of it having been months apart.
I don't even know when things went from that to feeling more.
Wanting more.
Not even knowing what more was.
Just knowing… deep down, and with no uncertainty that I wanted more.
And so did he. We sort of both hedged into it slow. Talking more and more often, less and less about stupid things, and more and more it got deep, and closer, and tighter, and then he kissed me and wow. I mean wow, it just… felt like it blew my world apart.
But in a good way?
As odd as it seems to say about it now, after all we've been through with my folks, and his, and everything else, these last few months have been… amazing.
And there's not any amount of any sort of penance that's as sweet as that.
And lead us not into temptation; but deliver us from evil.
THE END
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Love this little bit so much:
I don't even know when things went from that to feeling more.
Wanting more.
Not even knowing what more was.
Good job, babe. As always <3
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thank you soooo much. *beam*
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You know, the way you incorporate things into your fic is just so right, it's almost like what you quoted was written because of YOUR fic and not the other way around.
Brilliant work. <3
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aw thank you so much milly, dude I just typed so much as smuch I dunno. I'm really glad it came off like that for you n'aw you make me all blushy <3333
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I absolutely loved this and sorry for the ranting...
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