Edward looked into the mirror at his reflection. He seemed no different now than it had yesterday, but he felt so differently. He might as well be another person. He surely hadn't recognized the person from last night who preformed such lewd acts on a fellow being.
But he had.
And oddly enough, he didn't regret it in the slightest. "I am morally corrupt. Depraved. Disgusting. I am the monster I always thought I was," he said to his reflection. Only his reflection didn't seem to share the same belief, because the words made the acts of the night before appear in his mind and it couldn't help but smile. The smile could easily be described as one of satisfaction and pride.
"Ice cube?" came a growling call from the room next to the bathroom Edward was in.
"Yes, Papa Wolf?" Edward called back in a melodic voice.
"Do we have any Anal Eaze left?"
Edward opened the medicine cabinet that was next to his left ear. "It looks like the only kind we have left is the cherry flavored. We must have used the entire tube of the regular kind last night." A series of images flashed across Edward's mind. He recalled the amount of the lubricant they had used to accomplish their goal last night. Billy had been so patient the entire time, even though it had been his anus that was being stretched to great proportions.
Edward still felt awed by the experience. At first it had been a finger, then more and more, and finally his entire cold fist had been enclosed by Billy's heat. It had felt marvelous. He had eased his arm slightly more into Billy's rear and was overcome by the urge to crawl inside of Billy and live there forever. He would have never confessed the urge if he had not heard the same thought echoing through Billy's mind. This was one thing he never had with Bella. Billy was wise and his thoughts were different from anyone else he had met. For all he knew, Isabella Swan was just like any other mortal; the only thing that set her apart was the fact that she had some kind of odd flaw in her brain. Edward felt no insecurity with Billy. He felt safe and welcome.
When Edward had his fist buried in Billy it didn't seem like they were two different species. They were the same and united in a way that very few people ever get to experience.
"Ice Cube? Bring that tube of cherry in here and I'll teach you something you'll never forget," Edward heard from the other room.
"I'm coming," he replied, keeping his emphasis heavy so his meaning would not be mistaken.