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A/N I know, I know, I've been MIA for quite some time now, but I have a very valid reason: I'm traveling! Right now I'm in Mission Beach, Queensland for a while, working at a hostel there and having a great time. The only downside is that I don't have a computer to type out everything I'm writing and I don't want to use my valuable internet minutes for typing. So right now a big 'thank you' is in order for Katherin, a guest at the hostel, for letting me borrow her laptop for a little while.

Now, on with this show. The first of a bunch of future takes for Best Friends and Siblings. I hope you'll enjoy these peaks into their future.

Altered Skin

Edward

Today was the day. I was getting my new tattoo. I had gone back to the shop earlier that week after class and Diego had tweaked it a little bit more to make it perfect. The design was simple enough, yet spoke volumes to me. I couldn't wait to have it permanently etched into my skin. That Bella had been the one to suggest this particular design only made it that much better. On my way over to pick her up, I wondered how I would be received. I wasn't ashamed of this second tattoo, but I also didn't know her parents' – especially Charlie's – opinion on the matter, so I had told Bella to tell them whatever she felt comfortable with, be it the truth or a slightly altered version of it.

Renee answered the door and greeted me with a hug, something she seemed to like. It always made me feel welcome.

'Nervous?' she asked. When I looked at her questioningly, not sure what exactly she was referring to, she specified, 'About the tattoo? Bella told me about its significance.'

'Not too much,' I answered. 'Though I've heard this particular location is a little more painful than my previous one.'

'Well, I'm sure you'll do fine. I just hope Bella doesn't get queasy. She doesn't deal with blood too well...'

Before I could respond, Bella descended the stairs and immediately pulled me out the door.

'In a hurry?' I chuckled.

'Aren't you?'

'We've got time, love. Do you want to drive?'

Her face lit up. Her eagerness to drive was so cute, and her enthusiasm catching. I jiggled the keys in front of her, but high enough so they were just out of her reach.

'First things first,' I teased her as she frowned at me. 'I haven't gotten my kiss yet.'

She grinned and looked up at me through her lashes.

'Oh, if you insist,' she sighed, then leaned into me for a quick peck.

I wasn't having any of that haphazardness, though. I wanted a proper kiss, so I pulled her flush against me and claimed her lips with my own. I wrapped my arms around her waist and held her to me, seeking out her tongue and kissing gently. Then, all of a sudden, she snatched the keys from my hand and jumped back, laughing triumphantly. Before I could open the driver's side door for her, she had already gotten in and was starting the car. I hurried over to my side and buckled up.

'So,' I started when we were well on the road. 'What exactly did you tell your parents about today?'

'Well, I couldn't really lie to them, you know? One of Charlie's conditions was that we wouldn't sneak around anymore. So I told them about the tattoo and a little bit about your mom – I hope that's okay?'

I nodded.

'I also told them I didn't know how long it would take and that Esme invited me over for dinner, so they're not expecting me home for a while.'

There was nothing to add to that. Honestly, I didn't really want to know what Charlie thought of today's activity, as long as I could be with Bella.

She seemed to guess where my thoughts were leading me, because she continued, 'He doesn't like tattoos – at all – but said it's not his place to tell you what to do.'

Good call.

'Just that I shouldn't come home with any additions to my body,' she giggled. 'Renee knows I eventually want one, though, and she said they can't stop me from getting one when I'm eighteen.'

I was pleasantly surprised by their attitude. I had half expected them to throw a fit about the whole thing. Oh well, gift horses and all... I wasn't going to complain.

Diego was already waiting for us when we arrived at the shop. I introduced Bella and he nodded approvingly while she was walking around, looking at the various artwork.

'She's hot, man! You did good,' he spoke low enough so she didn't hear.

I just smiled in response.

'You ready?' he continued. 'The station's all set up and I've got the stencil, so we can get to work right away.'

'Can Bella come back too?' I asked. 'She wanted to watch.'

'Sure. Just sit next to his head, gorgeous, and we'll be fine. Help yourself to something from the fridge while you're at it; we'll be a while.'

I took off my jacket, pulled up my shirt and tugged my sweatpants down enough to expose the location for the tattoo. Diego cleaned my skin and applied the stencil, then let me check in the mirror if it was okay.

'Alright, make yourself comfortable on your side. I'll do the outlines first, then we can take a little break, and I'll finish with shading and color.'

I did as instructed and Bella sat down beside me. Over the next three hours, Diego worked on the tattoo, asking me to turn onto my back or move to my side as needed, while Bella observed and occasionally got up to get us a drink.

'Does it hurt?' she asked at some point.

'Not really,' I said, trying to stay as still as possible and keep my breathing even. 'The part right over the bone was a little uncomfortable, but mostly it's just an annoying feeling. Some parts of it actually feel good.'

She had a thoughtful expression on her face as she studied the gun's movements.

'What are you thinking?' I asked.

'Just that... it doesn't look painful at all. It's like he's just brushing over the skin. It's really beautiful.'

'You don't have any?' Diego asked her.

'No, not yet. I want one, though.'

'I'll get you one for your birthday,' I promised, loving her answering smile.

When he started to add color, I really had to concentrate on my breathing. I had three red roses – my mom's favorite flowers – added at the start of the bars of music and they had already been outlined and shaded, so I was pretty sore there. Bella noticed and ran her fingers through my hair to distract me. Playing with a strand of her hair helped, too.

'Edward?' she whispered when Diego was adding some final touches.

I looked at her, eyebrow raised at her quiet tone, and she leaned in close to whisper in my ear.

'Are you... hard?'

She subtly nodded toward my crotch, but Diego had already caught on to her question and laughed. I wanted to shrug, but couldn't, so I merely smirked. Fact is, I was hard. It had happened the previous time as well and apparently it was mostly a physical reaction, though with Bella there this time I was actually quite turned on, too.

'Oh girl, that's perfectly normal,' Diego explained. 'Happens all the time. You just help him take care of it when you get home.'

Bella blushed, but when she looked at me, I spotted a hint of desire in her eyes. She was intrigued, alright.

A little while later, the tattoo was finished and Diego cleaned it with a clean, wet paper towel, wiping off some blood and excess ink.

'All done. Go have a look at it before I cover it up for you.'

I slowly got up and made my way over to the mirror.

It was perfect. The roses weren't completely filled, but rather shaded with red and black and a few specks of white. The bars of music danced over my hipbone and decreased in size as they got lower, ending about an inch below where I'd usually wear my boxers.

I grinned at him in the mirror and told him it looked great. He cleaned it once more, applied vaseline and covered it with a bandage.

'Right, you know the drill. Take the bandage off in two hours and clean and treat it. Wash twice a day for two weeks with a mild washing liquid and be generous with vaseline. Come back next month so I can see how it's healing and can take a picture for my portfolio.'

I nodded my understanding, paid him and thanked him once more, and then we were on our way home again.

No one was there yet when we got to the house, so we quickly picked up a snack in the kitchen and retreated to my room.

'So...' Bella started, shoving her hands in her pockets. 'Was it really what Diego said; just a physical reaction?'

I shrugged, 'Partially, yeah. But why don't you check for yourself how much of it is cause by you?'

All of it, I thought as she took me up on my challenge and slid my sweatpants down, careful not to put pressure on the bandage.

My cock sprang free from its confines and she licked her bottom lip before biting down on it. Within a few minutes, I was standing naked before her, kissing her as she slowly pumped me. As much as I was enjoying this, I wanted to feel her skin on mine, so I pulled back a little.

'You're awfully overdressed,' I hinted, and pushed her jacket off her shoulders.

She caught on to what I meant and started to help me undress her. Looking at the beautiful girl in front of me, I got an overwhelming feeling of pride.

Mine. All mine.

I reveled in knowing I was the first – and if it were up to me, the only one – she did any of these things with, and I was ridiculously possessive over that. It brought out something primal in me. Coupled with the state of arousal I had already been in the entire afternoon, I couldn't wait to claim her. I only hoped she wouldn't mind the lack of foreplay...

Pulling her close, I kissed the spot just below her ear that always made her shiver, then softly bit her earlobe before growling, 'I need to be inside you. Right. Now.'

'Yes,' she breathed, and started pulling me toward my bed.

That's when I realized I couldn't have her wrap her legs around me like usual, because of the tattoo.

'Get on your knees,' I ordered, and snagged a condom from the bedside table. Tearing the wrapper and sheathing myself, I got on my knees behind her and aligned myself.

'Ready?' I asked, pushing forward just a little bit, so she could feel me.

She looked at me over her shoulder with lust-filled eyes and nodded. Taking that as my cue, I slammed right into her, groaning as I felt her heat and tightness fully surrounding me. I set an almost punishing pace, trying not to worry about hurting her, which was surprisingly easy in my current caveman state of mind. Bella liked it when I was rough with her at times and had promised me she'd tell me if I ever went too far. Based on the sounds she was making and the way her hands were fisting the sheets, she wasn't complaining.

Mine. First. Always.

I pushed down on her lower back a little, and the slightly different angle elicited moans from both of us. Tension inside me was building with every thrust. I was about to quicken my pace, when Bella moaned my name.

'I... I want to... see you,' she panted.

'Do you now?' I grunted.

'Uhuh...'

Without further warning, I pulled out of her, flipped her onto her back, and flung her legs over my left shoulder. I locked eyes with her, then slammed right back in, to the hilt. Her mouth dropped open and she was breathing heavily as I plowed into her. I was holding on to her legs with my left arms as the fingers of my right dug into the skin of her hip. Her hands were on her chest, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples. The sights spurred me on and I felt my orgasm fast approaching.

'Bella,' I said. 'I need you to come.'

I wanted her to come with me, and I wasn't going to last that much longer. She reached one of her hands down her body while the other continued to manipulate her nipple, and started rubbing herself. It wasn't long before her muscles started squeezing me even harder, which sent me right over the edge, practically roaring out her name. I pumped into her a few more times, both of us riding out the waves of pleasure, before I pulled out of her and collapsed next to her on the bed. Bella rolled her head to the side and looked at me, still trying to catch her breath.

'Wow... that was... amazing, Edward,' she smiled lazily.

I pulled her into my side and kissed the top of her head.

'I didn't hurt you, did I?' I couldn't help but ask.

She giggled, 'No, baby. I loved it.'

'Good. Then I'm going to clean my tattoo. Be right back.'

After disposing the condom, I peeled off the bandage. I was just wetting a washcloth when Bella came in.

'Can I help?' she asked.

When I nodded, she took the washcloth from my hand and got down on her knees in front of me. My cock immediately sprung to attention, but I didn't want to get my hopes up.

She's just helping you take care of the tattoo.

Exactly.

Bella surprised me, though, because she alternated treating my tattoo with gently brushing against my erection.

'It's beautiful, Edward.'

Was she talking about my cock or about the artwork in its vicinity?

'Diego did an amazing job on this one.'

Right, the artwork.

'Yeah, I'm really happy with it. Thanks for... helping,' I gulped at the end.

Apparently, she was done applying the vaseline, because she wrapped her lips around my cock and started sliding me in and out of her mouth. I had to hold on to the counter for support as she worked her magic on me again.

Best girlfriend in the fucking world!

A/N I hope this was worth the wait. You know the drill: let me know what you think! Also, if there are any parts of BfaS that you would like to see an outtake or alternate POV of, shoot me a message and I'll consider it.