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Master Of Thornfield 
8th-Apr-2010 09:45 am
Title: Master Of Thornfield (An S/X story. ORIGINAL WRITING with tentative links to the plot of the novel Jane Eyre)
Warnings: Set in 1850s, HAU/Historical Romance, M/M sex, angst, a little humor, OOC, varying chapter lengths. Vague, brief references to: underage sex (consensual), het sex, BDSM (mild), Sub/Dom, prostitution. Original characters.
Pairing: 100% S/X (With brief, vague mentions of heterosexual/homosexual relationships with others .)
Ubeta'd All freerange boo, boos are mine and should be left unmolested
Author: Naughty_Fae
Status COMPLETED. Posted daily.
Link to previous chapters HERE
Comments: Comment if you want to, though it would be nice to know someone is reading it and will encourage a sequel.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, everything belongs to someone who is not me. I write for fun not profit.

Additional Warning:This is a LONG, SLOW moving fic. Feelings/relationships develop gradually. Sexual situations happen throughout. I have tried to be historically accurate but I do not profess to be a historian, I have knowingly messed with some dates. At this time Homosexuality carried the Death Penalty, here it is viewed as a mere eccentricity.

Note 1: Although Sunnydale character names have been used they are NOT in their Sunnydale persona's. William Rochester= A version of Spike NOT human William as in BTVS.

Note 2: My heartfelt thanks go out to my dear friend Bmblbee, for pre-reading the story and her encouragement. *Hugs*

Summary: Alexander Harris is orphaned at the age of six. He is sent to live with his wealthy but uncaring aunt Anya Jenkins in Gateshead and his three cruel cousins. Aged eight he is sent away to Lowood School For Boys and endures life there for ten miserable years, eight as a student and two as an assistant teacher. At last aged eighteen he is free to leave and secures employment at Thornfield as Tutor to the bright, temperamental and eccentric Drusilla and meets The Master of Thornfield, the handsome, aloof, passionate, possibly dangerous and mysterious William Rochester.

Chapter 29/138

Rating: NC17 Overall

Chapter 29/138

Rating: NC17 Overall

Love, Love changes everything:

Rochester ushered Xander ahead of him to his rooms. It was in Xander's mind to protest that he was really quite well, but to do so might mean he would forego his Master's company, so he kept quiet. Rochester opened the room door and stood aside, Xander stepped inside, his Master behind him." Be so kind as to take the chair by the fire and make yourself comfortable," Rochester instructed. "Daniel will be here shortly with your brandy," he continued. Xander did as he was bidden and his eyes tracked his Master as he moved around the room and shifted his chair closer to Xander's. He noticed that Mr Rochester no longer used the cane, but favored his left ankle somewhat. From under the table Pilot appeared and went to Xander. The great hound studied him with knowing, amber eyes and lay his head on Xander's knee with a whine. Xander tentatively patted the gray head and fondled his ears. The hound's tail swished from side to side and Xander smiled. Rochester watched. "He likes you."

Xander looked up. "He is a friendly creature, I have not seen him about much." Rochester chuckled settling into his chair with a glass of Madeira. "Despite his breeding, great size and fierce visage, he is a gentle creature possessed of much patience. Unfortunately that has made him a ready target for Drusilla's attentions. She means no harm but is constantly trying to fit him into her dolls clothes, he has found it more prudent to avoid her than to suffer the indignity. In short he keeps to these rooms, or by my side or indeed anywhere where Drusilla is not."

Xander nodded and glanced at Rochester under his lashes.

It was the first time Xander had seen his Master so casually dressed and he looked stunning, his heart thumped so hard in his chest he wondered Mr Rochester didn't remark on it. He wore a loose fitting, mutton sleeved shirt, open to the middle of his chest and tucked into cream drop front breeches and tall black boots topped with a band of tan. Xander could hardly draw his eyes from the curve of the muscled chest that he glimpsed through the shirt. He fiddled with the buttons of his jacket with the fingers of one hand whilst the continued to pet the hound with the other and last he got the courage to speak. "I, I would like to apologize for causing any offence in the garden Sir."

Rochester frowned. "Pilot, go to your place." The hound looked at his Master and went and laid on the rug. "Offence?" At that moment there was a light tap and at Mr Rochester's beckoning Daniel entered with a small glass or Brandy in his hand.

"I've brought Mr Harris's Brandy, Sir."

Rochester waved him over and Xander took the glass. both men looked at him. "Now sip it a little at a time, it is apt to snatch away your breath otherwise." Rochester instructed, Xander looked doubtfully at the heady smelling amber liquid. "Sir I've never drank strong liquor." Rochester and Daniel glanced at each other. Rochester nodded. "It's purpose is entirely medicinal Mr Harris." Daniel grunted in agreement. "It will do you good." Rochester prompted. Daniel glanced at his Master. "Shall I ride for Doctor Walsh Sir? I can has him here within the half hour." Rochester looked at Xander and raised his eyebrow. "Shall we trouble the good doctor Mr Harris?"

Xander took a sip.

Xander spluttered and coughed as the liquid burnt his throat. To his amazement Mr Rochester was rubbing a soothing hand in circles on his back and steadying the glass with his other hand. "Easy now, small sips only." Daniel smiled a little and then schooled his face into calm concern. Rochester guided the glass to Xander's lips and he took another small sip. The liquid felt warm as it slid down his throat and a glow radiated through his body, his cheeks flushed a little. Rochester smiled. "Ah his color returns does it not Daniel?"

Daniel nodded.

"I don't think we'll be troubling Doctor Walsh tonight." Rochester smiled.

Daniel ducked his head. "Very good Sir, shall I be as letting the ladies know?"

"Please do Daniel," Rochester glanced at him. "be so good as to tell them Mr Harris is on the mend." Daniel nodded. "If you change your mind Sir, just lets me know."

"Thank you Daniel, be so good as to close the door to when you leave." Daniel knowing he was dismissed withdrew and closed the door. Rochester returned to his chair as Xander took another sip of Brandy he watched him for a moment. " Tell me Xander in what manner did you think you offended me?"

"I spoke without thought and then you left so abruptly, I believe my words vexed you." Xander concentrated on the glass in his hand and didn't see Rochester's jaw tighten; how could he say that far from offending him, one more minute in Xander's company and he would have kissed him within an inch of his life whether the boy wanted it or not. Rochester sighed. "Nothing you said or did caused me any offence Xander, I merely remembered that I needed to speak to Mrs Summers on a matter of urgency and my mood was soured with the thought of this dratted party. The fault is entirely mine."

Xander looked up eagerly. "Really?" Rochester nodded and then scowled. "Was it that made you unwell?" Xander shook his head. "Are you prone to headaches then?" His Master questioned. Xander fidgeted. "No Sir." Rochester made an elaborate show of looking around. "We seem to be entirely alone, have you forgotten our agreement?"

"Your pardon, William." Xander almost whispered. "I was not so unwell until Mrs Summers gave me the powder."

Rochester blinked. "She gave you one of her powders and you took it?" He said incredulously. Xander nodded. "God man, " Rochester chuckled. "ladies may be called the gentler sex and indeed I would not have it said otherwise, but they are possessed of a cast iron stomachs. They may take with impunity such powders, potions, pills and syrups as they are want to take, but you have much to learn. Men simply cannot tolerate what a ladies may take to remedy their maladies, never, ever take one of their powders. You must promise me," he added seriously. "that if you are unwell you will come to me and if I have no remedy for it, a doctor shall be summoned." Xander's eyes went round, Rochester gave a satisfied smile.

"As for the rest," Rochester sat back. "I believe I am possessed of the remedy," Xander blinked. "when this damned party is over, you and I shall spend more time together," Xander's heart leapt. "in that way you will learn my moods, when I jest and when I speak in earnest, when I am vexed and when distracted." Rochester paused to see if his words met with any protests and seeing they did not, continued. "It is a good idea, do you not think it so?"

Xander nodded vigorously.
8th-Apr-2010 09:57 am (UTC)
LOL! Well, at least that is one problem solved but more to come.
8th-Apr-2010 09:33 pm (UTC)
There are tough times ahead for them both.
8th-Apr-2010 10:40 am (UTC)
I can't say how much I enjoy reading your fic and I do love how masterish William is. I like it when he has to remind Xander about their agreement and I like in which way he did it. Thanks for the great update!
8th-Apr-2010 09:35 pm (UTC)
I am glad you like William, he is every inch a gentleman and a Master in more ways than one.

I'm pleased you are continuing to enjoy the story.
8th-Apr-2010 12:35 pm (UTC)
"let's get to know each other better" William Rochester you sly dog!
8th-Apr-2010 09:36 pm (UTC)
Rochester is moving slowly, but you've got to admire a man with a plan!
8th-Apr-2010 04:14 pm (UTC)
I cant wait for the party to be over so they can spend more time together!

I feel bad for Pilot I'd prolly hide from Drusilla too lol

9th-Apr-2010 08:38 am (UTC)
The party lasts some little while, Pilot has the patience of a Saint and Dru thinks he looks nice in a bonnet!
9th-Apr-2010 02:32 pm (UTC)
LOL now have a picture of pilot in a bonnett. Total aww factor! hehe
8th-Apr-2010 06:35 pm (UTC)
A visit to Mr. Rochester's chambers has certainly cleared up Xander's headache but what about his heart? He definitely seems to be losing it to Mr. Rochester. Great chapter. And Mr. Rochester says he is not looking forward to his guests. could that be Mr. Lindsey he is getting tired of?
8th-Apr-2010 09:40 pm (UTC)
I'm afraid Xander is falling hard, even if he doesn't yet realize it. Xander has to endure a brief separation from his Master and then the party lasts several days and it's a trying time for Xander, Drusilla and Pilot.
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