YAY!! My first Twlight fic. Are you proud?? Anyway, this basically Alice and Jasper fluff No other characters will be mentioned and I'm not sure if it will stay as a one-shot or if I'll do more chapters but for now this is it. Anyway, if you want other Twilight characters I am writing at the moment a all human Twilight one (the question is whether I actually finish it :P So anyway, here's my fic, I hope you enjoy it and PLEASE review once you've read it coz it makes me happy to know what you guys think.
Disclaimer- I don't own Alice. And I like to think I own Jasper but I don't
Imperfect Perfectness
I sighed in content as I looked ay my husband. We were in our bed, as close to asleep as a vampire could get. As the sun slowly set, sending beautiful beams of light through our glass wall, I gently traced the hundreds of ridged scars on my Jasper's arm.
Even with his extra emotion sense, he didn't believe me when I said that the scars that roamed all across his perfect body didn't shock or repulse me, it was the opposite in fact, I loved them. They were a part of him and he was perfect. My Jazz was perfect.
I started tracing the scars on his fingers, slowly moving up to his palm, up his long arm to his shoulder, his neck. Even if I didn't realise it at the time, I was memorising every scar, every raised imperfection that made him perfect. My hands travelled down his muscular body, remembering everything, my keen eyes missing nothing. He sighed in content at my cool, light touch. The love and desire he felt flowing out of him and into me.
We did not notice that the sun had gone hours ago, we did not notice that night was upon us as we were too busy. He with savouring my touch and I with memorising his scars.
Even in the dark I could see everything. I could see the moonlight glittering off his pale skin, hitting the raised crescents and casting tiny shadows on his marble chest. I could see every emotion in his eyes, I could see his love for me in his sparkling golden eyes.
I traced the scars up his neck onto his chin, his cheek, his lips. My touch was light. So gentle that I could only just feel the small ridges of his scars beneath my cool fingers.
I hadn't realised he had been holding his breath until he breathed out and sudden noise startled me. It was at that moment that I realised I had been holding my breath too. At my first breath in, Jazz's scent filled my head. A cross between musk and something much wilder. A storm. At this realisation my fingers stopped roaming his beautiful face and I lent down and placed a small kiss on his nose.
"I love you Alice." He whispered, so many emotions lacing his words it would have made my heart stop if I had one.
"I love you too Jazz."
There you are hope you enjoyed it. I know it's short but length doesn't define a story. Once again please review, it makes my day
Jules.