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Control
'I need to feel you. You need to feel me. I can't control you. You're not the one for me, no.'
Nighttime in the Cullen house was always the same.
The couples would disappear slowly, making their way to bedrooms and beds only used for one reason. And it definitely wasn't sleeping.
Rosalie and Emmett were always the first to go, Jasper feeling the lust creep into his own veins, fueling what he knew was to come later in the dark of his own room. It didn't take long until he pulled Alice up the stairs, hearing Rosalie's keening voice drift from the cracks in the door, making his very hands shake from the need he could feel radiating off of the couple beside them.
And Alice would laugh as she saw his darkened eyes, pulling his clothes from his beautiful body so slowly he almost growled at her teasing. And he would take her, powerfully with the sounds of everyone around them.
He could feel every climax.
But especially hers.
Rosalie was like a conduit. He could feel her emotions as easily as his own. They penetrated his own private moments and he could almost smell the scent of her hair against his skin as he thrust his hips forward, barely hearing the moans he elicited from his own wife.
It was animalistic, a need far too great for him to control. Too many emotions for one body to handle.
And when she came, screaming out another man's name…
So did he.
And he had to struggle not to scream hers into the night that surrounded them all.
Author's Note: When me and Steppin' Woof and Megatron went to see Eclipse, there was a scene between Rosalie and Jasper that was totally...well, it made this scene possible. I Love You Girls. Song is Control by Puddle of Mudd. Reviews are love. -Delta