http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5190896/1/Begin_Again

Official Description: Edward is a married novelist of some renown. An unexpected reunion in a bookstore reawakens old feelings in him never fully buried of lost love, desire, aching regret and tentative hope. But does the object of his feelings still feel the same? All-Human

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goldenmeadow says: So, Red told me to read this, prefacing her suggestion about its aching beauty with, “Do you read slash?” Ha. Is a pig’s pussy pork?

Because she’s a guru and claims that I live in her brain, I took up Red’s challenge. You know, it’s such a hardship to read about Edward and Jasper and naked tantric sensuality…yeah. One chapter. One fucking chapter. During which I gasped, fidgeted, cried, smarted. With just the slightest sliver of hope, a plateful of indigestible regret and longing, a combustible meeting and incinerating hot memories of indulgent raw sex that I could literally taste on my tongue; I was completely undone.

Begin Again. The Prince and the Cowboy. Boho and Beatnik. The writer and the musician, both of them muses one unto the other. Older, none the wiser. Two years on from a drawn out withdrawal, a separation that ended with Edward getting married, we meet these utterly human, somewhat lost men as they bump into each other amongst paperbacks and cups of coffee.

With hints of Bella on the sidelines. I honestly don’t know where C-Me-Smile is going with her, or our lovely worn weary intensely hurting Edward and Jasper. And frankly I don’t fucking care because it is pure cherubic goo juice to my mind to simply read the unfolding of their past with its highlights of love and cowardice, their present with yes and no and I still love you. The future? I’ll be front row and center as it all plays out.

Scandalously written and scathingly gorgeous…sexy….passionate…painful.

Did I mention the sexy? I did, didn’t I. I meant cockadoodledrool, sumptuously lewd. The ways C-Me-Smile describes their primal mating, the refined yet rare touches of these two full grown men. Not boys. And — holy crap! – well-endowed at that! And this Jasper and Edward, they know how to use their god-given flesh. Panties, bring lots and lots of panties. Or just fuckin’ take ‘em off before you start reading.

Well here….there is just no way in hell I can do justice to the way you will feel like a randy voyeur during their trysts. You’ve gotta’ see for yourselves her graphic visual calligraphy:

“I wanted to fist my fingers in that messy hair, to feel the thick, soft strands of it brushing against my skin as he teased his tongue in hot designs over and over me until I’m practically panting below him, arching, begging, my cock near purple with need. I wanted to feel him breathing humid and warm against my stomach and nuzzling into me, kissing, licking, that lush-lipped sweet fucking mouth slowly moving lower until I’m groaning, the sticky tip of my cock stroking against that gorgeous face of his, slicking over that firm jaw.”

What? Can’t breathe? Oh, there are more of those morsels, believe you me.

Written in both JPOV and EPOV, their voices and lives and histories are distinct and antagonizing and the whole brew of it will make hash of your grey matter.

Vicious, deep-seated love and fervor and a past gone awry. Through the horrific angst, you’re heart will thump with dread. And then throb with the luscious eroticism. And then you’ll likely cry.

“He’s like a falcon – intelligent, sharp-eyed, elegant, a prince of the sky. Edward wanted to take wing again and who was I to tether him to me, to cover those beautiful eyes with a hood and tie him to my wrist, setting him free to hunt, to soar, only to pull him back to me and send him plummeting to the ground again.”

Total fucking mind fuck of the highest order all wrapped up in regret over a love and a life that was discarded so cruelly married to imagery that reads like free verse it is so goddamn sublime…like the script of angels and demons themselves.

Want an aperitif? Check C-Me-Smile’s oneshot, Rainy Day Rendezvous. Dare you not to feel moist yourself. Three words for you: rain, tree, the guys (okay, that’s four words, counting’s not my strong suit). Mix them all together and what do you get? Squelch. If you don’t like it, I’ll eat Eddie’s shorts.

Underlying the sensuality and the sadness of betrayal, there is the hope to Begin Again. This is a tale that deserves sonnets of praise and erotic laments. Trust, you will worship C-Me-Smile and all of her lusty poetic tale-spinning.

RedVelvetHeaven says: Well, honestly how can anyone follow after that amazing rec from Rie! I am only subjecting myself to the momentous torture of trying to follow, because ‘Begin Again’ is by far one of the most beautifully written stories I have ever read. This angsty tale is told from both Jasper and Edward’s POV and I am grateful for that. There is so much emotion and history between these two that you need to hear them both tell their sides. If you like slash you are going to LOVE this story. If you love a well written story with imagery that will curl your toes…well don’t hesitate, click that link and dive in! Be sure to show C-Me-Smile some love and leave her a review.

mozzer0906 says: I can hardly follow these two reviews can I? I’ll just say that the one thing that stood out to me with C-Me-Smile’s writing is how different the inner voices of Jasper and Edward are written. Even without a POV marker, you would know who it was that was thinking because they are so distinct. It seems to fit well – Edward, the artist – thinks in imagery; Jasper, the musician – is more gritty and coarse. I think this can be a difficult thing to do, especially with two male protagonists, and she seems to do it very well.

MF’er says: I’m with Shannon on this one, there is NO way I can follow the greatness of what Rie and Cupcake have said. Just go read it.