A Carlisle and Esme one shot I hope you like it
I got the idea of this in one of those really weird dream you get just before you wake up.
I also did it really late last night so it might not be great.
Carlisle sat behind his desk in his study. He was deep in thought about the papers he was holding in his hands.
"You know you work to hard." Esme said from the door way. Carlisle looked up and smiled at her.
In a millisecond she was behind him kissing the right side of his neck, while caressing the left side of his face and neck.
She paused to speak. "Bella, Edward and Renesmee have gone to their little cottage for the night. Emmett, Rosalie, Alice and Jasper have gone hunting. The wolves are…actually I'm not sure where the wolves are. But it's just you and me and a whole lot of time."
She carried on kissing him. He let out a gasp as her hands slipped from his face and down to his shirt. Her fingers undoing the buttons and then ripping it from his body.
In seconds he was in her arms, being carried across the room. Esme put him down.
He lay flat on his back, before he could sit up, Esme was sitting on his crouch weighing him down.
She carried on kissing and caressing his face, neck and chest, enjoying Carlisle's gasps and moans, something she didn't hear a lot.
Carlisle did everything in his power not to gasp or moan to much when Emmett was in hearing distance.
Emmett would be a nightmare to be with if he heard Carlisle.
Esme's hands began to move from his chest to his trousers. She undid them and pulled them off.
Esme smiled as Carlisle let out a huge gasp as Esme removed his pants.
She took her place back on him, running her hands all over his naked body. Kissing him as she went.
His gasps got louder and his moans longer.
They were suddenly aware that the door was opening, but they hadn't heard anyone. Carlisle prayed it wasn't Emmett.
As the door opened and someone stepped in, Carlisle groaned it wasn't Emmett, but it was almost as bad.
It was Renesmee!
She looked at them and said grinning.
"I'm not leaving!"