A/N: Okay, this is my first lemon, and a first for a tattoo Edward, so let me know if I did any good ;] Review and Enjoy! This idea was from the contest hosted by antiaol & Tallulah Remiter, for the Tatward and Inkella contest. I just don't have the guts to enter it!
Disclaimer: Twilight doesn't belong to me.
Alice, Rose and I were having our weekly night out, so I was off in the room I shared with Edward getting ready. We were going to swing by a few clubs and have a few drinks, just to hang out. All three of our boyfriends were having a night in, watching a game together. Everything was working out great. For now.
"Bella?" I locked eyes with Edward in the mirror. Every time I saw him I wondered why he chose me. I was the complete opposite of him, actually. Edward was gorgeous with bronze hair that just screamed sex. His body was ripped after working at the gym with Emmett and Jasper a couple times a week. But the one thing I could not get over was the fact that Edward was practically covered in tattoos. He had one sleeve, on his left arm, and on his right arm only a little past his shoulder was inked. He kept telling me he was working on it. His chest, which at this point was unclothed, was showing off the multiple tattoos he had gotten before we met, a few afterwards. His back was done to match. It was a wonder he didn't run out of ideas. The one I loved the most was simple, and to me very exotic. It was written in Latin, and he had gotten it just for me. Semper; Always. It was over his heart. He caught me staring at the snake on his chest, and I blushed slightly, meeting his eyes.
The one thing that put me over the edge with the God in front of me was that he was a tattoo artist. He had given me my first tattoo, on my ankle. And a second one, high up on my neck. It was invisible unless my hair was up in a bun, like it was now. Alice was going to do my hair when she got here with my dress. "Yeah honey?" I asked, turning back to the mirror to do my makeup. I trusted Alice with it, but if we wanted to leave on time she wouldn't be able to do my hair and makeup.
Edward and I had been together for over half a year, but have only been dating for three. I felt Edward walk up behind me to place a searing kiss on the small heart on my neck. It was lopsided and not completely connected. His arms wrapped around my waist and he nuzzled my neck, placing kisses as he went. I shivered at the feel of his snakebites on my skin. My hand was shaking so bad I couldn't continue with my eyeliner. "Edward,"
"Mmhh, do you have to go out?" He asked me this every Saturday night. I laughed, like I usually do and turned in his arms, tracing the snake I had been staring at earlier. He shivered at my touch.
"Yes, I do. And besides the guys are coming over. You're watching the game with them, remember?" I tried to turn back around but he stopped me.
"I'd rather be watching you cum." He whispered in my ear, licking the shell lightly. I couldn't feel my legs, glad that Edward was strong enough to hold me to him.
"Edward, no…"
"Come on Isabella, I know you'd rather stay home." He kissed the side of my neck, slipping his tongue out to taste before he groaned, in turn making the metal ball on his tongue vibrate against me. I had put on his favorite perfume. He moved his mouth slowly along my jaw before meeting the corner of my mouth. He kissed me and all too soon it was getting hot. My hands tangled in his hair as his moved down to my hips, rubbing across them gently.
"Cut it out!" A high pitched cry snapped me out of my daze. Alice was standing in the doorway with Rosalie, and they both looked angrily at Edward. I joined in when I saw his smirk.
"Edward, out!" I pointed to the door and watched the amazing tattoos on his back and shoulders move as he did, leaving us. I heard Jasper and Emmett already down there.
"Would you care to explain that little show missy?" Rose said in a fake stern tone.
"You were supposed to finish your makeup!" Alice complained, handing a bag to Rose. She started my makeup while Alice worked on my hair. I sat still, knowing we were late because Edward decided to heat things up. "Done!" Alice cried, just as Rose finished with my eye shadow. They wouldn't let me look in a mirror, just showed me the dress I would be wearing. I took a peek and groaned at what I saw. Or rather, what I wouldn't be wearing.
Alice stood before me next to Rose who held a skin tight green off the shoulder dress. It was very, very short. Rose had paired it with a light brown strappy heel that wrapped up to the ankle. My jaw dropped open at the sight.
"You guys can't be serious! That doesn't even constitute as a dress! It's barely there!" Usually I was all for showing off, but not on our girl's night out. Edward wouldn't like it if I walked out of here in a dress like that. He probably wouldn't even let me out when I walked down the hall.
"But that's the beauty of it!" Rose insisted. "The less to the dress, the more the guy sees, the more he takes an interest." She winked over at me as I tried hard not to blush.
"Guys, Edward's not going to be there, I don't need to catch another guys attention." I told them honestly.
"Come on," Alice took over as Rose sat on the edge of my bed. "In this dress with these heels you can show off your sexy ankle tattoo! No one ever gets to see it when all you wear are jeans. I mean, I've barely seen it since you've gotten it!" This was true. I loved Edward's work, but the tattoo itself just wasn't me. It was more private. E+B was surrounded by a pair of angel wings that were drawn in black and outlined in dark blue. The letters were silver and seemed to glow in the right light. Edward continued to bug me at getting some more, letting him do some more, but I hadn't even really wanted the two I had. I wasn't aiming for a third.
I had the dress on and was out of the bathroom quickly, not wanting to argue with Alice and waste anymore valuable time. We walked down the hall after I grabbed a matching bag Alice had thoughtfully brought over. I slipped a few hundreds in there that I saved up throughout the week. There was more in there than I had expected so I knew Edward had added some money to the jar. I took most of it, and then we were out of the room, down the hall. I stayed behind Alice and Rose, who both looked very sexy and threatening in their outfits. I didn't want Edward to see my outfit. In order to get to the door we'd have to pass the living room. The guys would have their backs to us, since the television was on the opposite wall. I called out to Edward that we'd be back later, and not to wait up. I was almost to the door when he caught me around the waist. I squeaked as Rose and Alice went over to the other guys, twirling while they admired how the girls were dressed.
"I know you weren't going to leave without showing me your outfit, were you love?" I couldn't really speak when he was using that voice. It was deep and husky. "Answer me." He purred, rubbing his snakebites around ear, inhaling the scent of my loose hair.
"N-no, Edward." He let go of me and motioned for me to turn around. I grimaced and twirled quickly. I caught sight of the other girls talking, but I wanted to hurry this along.
"You look mouthwatering." He told me, swooping in for a kiss. "I'm afraid to let you leave the house."
I laughed, slapping his chest playfully. "I'll be back later tonight." Alice grabbed my arm and tugged me away. "Bye!" I heard a chorus and then we were on our way to our local hangout.
"We have a big surprise for you tonight Bella." Alice told me as we got out of the taxi. She linked arms with me as Rose smirked, linking her arm with my other one.
"Uh oh, why is it I don't like the sound of that?" I asked, slightly worried.
"Because you don't know what we have in store!" Alice claimed in a sing song voice. Boy was she right. Before I knew it I was handed a drink. Rose went to dance, Alice was talking to a cute bartender and I was talking to a total stud. Alice winked my way and I knew that he was the surprise. I smiled back at her.
The guy in front of me had a few tattoos, far less than Edward though, and he wasn't as tall, but he was still great to look at. I had had a few drinks by now, and was feeling pretty damn happy about everything. Alice was dancing with Rose a little way off. Every once in a while they would glance my way. Alice was deemed the sober one of the night, but I knew Rose still wouldn't have too much to drink anyway, just incase. I was free to drink as I pleased. And I fully took advantage of that. The guy I was with snagged a bartender and got me another drink. I had no idea what it was. I shifted and the strobe lights reflected off the silver of my ankle. I heard a low whistle.
"You're inked?" He asked, startled. I laughed, lifting my leg higher, but not enough to flash him.
"Boyfriend did it." I told him. He smiled and bent a little to have a clearer picture of it.
"How would he feel if you got another?" he asked me. I vaguely realized he was an artist himself. His hands were tinted with ink the same as Edward's and slightly calloused.
"He wants me too." I told the stranger. "But I don't know."
"How about I do it for you and you can go home and surprise him?" He asked. I thought about it. He always wanted me to get another, and he would be surprised. I already knew where he would want it, so I just had to pick something. I smiled and nodded, going over to Alice and Rose to let them know. The guy followed. They insisted on coming, so the guy took us all to his shop. It was right around the corner.
"Bella," Alice said while Rose talked to him about his designs, making sure he had a license and used sterilized needles, "Are you sure you want to do this? You've had a bit to drink, and I'm not too sure how Edward would like this…" she looked worried. This hadn't been part of her surprise.
"Oh come on! He's the one who told me to get one." I pointed out. I wasn't drunk enough that my words were slurred, but I was a little tipsy, so my walking wasn't completely straight. The guy unlocked the door and turned on the lights, ushering us through. Alice kept a firm grip on my arm. Rose had her eyes trained on him.
"Why don't you girls look around while I set up?" I nodded and he left behind a curtain.
"Bella," Rose began.
"Yea?" I asked as I began looking at the designs on the wall. I couldn't find one that I wanted yet.
"Are you sure about this? I mean, you don't even really like them that much."
"I won't get a big one." I told them. And then I saw it. I pointed it out to Rose and Alice. They both thought it would be cute, and then I told them about what I wanted to have added to it, to alter it as my own. They were excited when I had finished.
"All set?" the guy asked, coming back in.
"Yea, I want that one." I showed him and then explained what I wanted done.
"Excellent. Where do you want it?"
"On my hip." I laid my hand where I wanted it, and the guy looked startled but recovered quickly.
"I'll need you to take off your dress then, but I have some paper shorts and you can wrap the dress around your top." I nodded and Alice took the pants from him before handing them to me. I changed and had Rose tie the dress around me so just my stomach was showing. They made sure the guy didn't see anymore than necessary, and then I was situated and he got to work. It hurt like a bitch, being right on the hipbone, but soon it was just a little painful. I held Alice's hand and talked to them both as he worked above me. Sooner than expected he was done, and I loved it. He wrapped it up for me, I paid him, glad that I had brought along all that money, and we left.
"Do you want to go back to the club, or head on home?" Alice asked me. I was pretty clearheaded now, more than I had been inside the shop.
"I can't go home tonight." I told them, my eyes widening.
"Why not?" Rose asked, watching for a cab.
"Edward will flip if he sees me with a new tattoo!" I told them, finally realizing the mistake of what I had done. "He didn't want anyone else to do this but him." I groaned. Alice and Rose were speechless. They had tried to talk me out of it though. "I need to wait until tomorrow, so it's not as sore. I'll be able to hide it, but not with a bandage on it. I can't have it bleeding through my clothes or anything."
"You can stay with me," Alice said. "I'll let Jasper know he's not allowed over and we're having a slumber party, or something." We were twenty-two. Slumber parties were for, kids. But it was the best I could think of right now.
I sighed heavily. "I'll call Edward; let him know when we get there. Thanks Alice."
"No problem." Alice and Rose made sure I was okay, and that the tattoo was taken care of before Rose left for the night. Edward was not happy about me not coming home, but I eventually won him over. I would have to face him tomorrow though, and that was not something to look forward to.
I had been able to stay away from the flat for the better part of the day. I told Edward I was busy, and would be home later. Alice stayed with me, helping me keep busy all day. She got me some new clothes, designer sweatpants, to go over my tattoo until it was better. I was praying for a week, two at most. The bleeding had stopped, and I didn't need to wear a bandage any longer, so I'd be able to go back home tonight. I was just going to have to keep it hidden from Edward. Hopefully, he wouldn't be too upset.
Alice dropped me off around seven. I didn't see Edward when I first walked in, but I did hear the shower going. I wandered into the kitchen to get something to eat, finding that Edward had made spaghetti. He left a note next to a plate.
Come on up when you're done.
Shower's big enough for two.
XO Edward
I laughed and shook my head before I ate a little of the pasta. Suddenly, I wasn't too hungry. I didn't want to have to face Edward yet. I heard the shower stop and panicked, flying out the backdoor before I even noticed what I had done. I saw the neighbors outside and smiled, saying hello before walking around and to a side door. When I first saw the flat I was a little freaked that it had three doors, but now I was more than grateful for it. I slipped in the third door, which was connected to the laundry room. Edward's wet towel was in here, so I knew he'd be on his way to the kitchen. I peeked around the corner and sprinted as quietly as I could to our bedroom.
I grabbed a pair of Edward's boxers and one of his big button down t-shirts before hurrying into the bathroom. I changed quickly, looking over the tattoo. I still thought it was gorgeous, and even though I felt bad that Edward hadn't been able to give it to me, I was glad I had it. And more than happy I didn't regret it. I brushed my hair before keeping it loose and opened the door. Edward stood in front of me. I stifled a yelp when I saw his eyes, glittering with amusement. "Hey…" I said awkwardly.
"Hello Isabella. And might I ask, where have you been?" he inquired pleasantly.
"Well," I inched closer to the bed, trying to avoid him for all I was worth. "I was hanging out with Alice today, you know that."
"I do," he stalked closer to me. I was almost to the bed. "Why didn't you come home last night?"
"Edward," I pulled the covers down and crawled under them. Edward still stood, looking down at me. "Alice wanted to play Barbie Bella, and I agreed. I think I might have had too much to drink though. It's not a big deal." I avoided his eyes as he climbed into bed beside me, clicking the metal ball against his teeth. My body clenched at the sound, making me tingle. My new addition was on my left hip, closest to Edward. I squirmed some and turned on my side, my back to him, and closed my eyes. "Night." I hoped he'd leave it at that. No such luck.
His hand tickled my back, moving my hair to play with the heart on my neck. I lay still, hoping he would stop. His hand traveled down my side, across my stomach, down my hip and to my thigh. I hissed sharply when his hand made the material of his shirt rub against the tattoo. He froze before doing it again, harder this time. I bit my lip to stop the renegade tears that wanted to fall. It hurt, but not too bad.
"Bella, what's wrong?" I made to get up, but his arm wrapped around my waist, higher than the ink. "No, no, no. What'd you do?"
"Nothing, just let me go. I need to go to the bathroom."
"Liar," he whispered against my ear before laying me back against the sheets. He hovered over me and kissed my neck, all the while his hand were inching the shirt of his up my body. I moved my hands to stop him, and he pulled them up above my head. I whimpered at the new position. "Shush," he murmured against my lips as he transferred both my wrists into one of his hands. "I want to know what's going on…"
"Edward, please." He ignored me, kissing my mouth while pulling the rest of the shirt up. I closed my eyes and turned my head when his eyes traveled down. I felt his breath stop. I knew the tattoo was still red with a little bit of dried blood, so I knew he wouldn't risk hurting me by touching it. I was right when I felt his fingers just ghost across it.
"More ink?" he asked in disbelief.
"Yes."
"When'd you get it?" he still hadn't looked me in the eyes, but continued clicking the ball agaisint his front teeth.
I turned my head again, trying to get my hands free. He wouldn't let them go. I sighed. "Last night."
"You wouldn't let me do it, but had a stranger do it instead."
"Edward, I was slightly drunk. I wasn't even planning on getting a third one and you know it!" I told him, wiggling free. He was still on top of me, so I had no where to go.
"Well, Isabella. I must say I very much like it." He told me, finally meeting my gaze. I felt his fingers trace back over it, careful not to touch. I knew he was admiring the vines. They were wrapped around a long-stemmed rose. The rose was red and pink, the vines dark green and light green. The thorns on the rose were black.
"I'm glad…" I said, not knowing where he was going with this.
"But,"
"I knew there was going to be a but." I blushed when I met his gaze.
"Yes, but, I didn't do it. And I'm pretty sure that's fraternizing with the enemy." He smirked down at me as I stared up at him in shock.
"W-what are you possibly talking about?"
"Well my love, this guy doesn't work for me, the only place you should get your ink done is from or by myself. This guy is, automatically, the enemy."
"So?"
His eyes darkened and I realized my mistake when I saw them. He cut me off with a kiss that sent my blood boiling and my heart racing. I itched to touch him, but my hands were still locked by his. He unbuttoned his shirt to expose my bare chest. I whimpered while he slowly bent his head, licking my straining nub once before blowing on it gently. I moaned deep in my throat, trying to break his grip. "Nuh uh," he warned, wrapping his lips around my nipple. I arched my back, only to have him pull back. "This is your punishment." He whispered before nibbling on my chest in odd places, traveling lower down my body to circle my belly button with his tongue. He kissed back up my stomach before hopping off the bed. I sat stunned and before I knew it he was back with something in his hands. Ties.
I pulled my hands to myself and kept them out of his reach. "Punishment for what?" I asked, keeping my eyes on him. He bent down and sucked my tongue into his mouth. I instinctively wrapped my arms around his neck, only to have him reach up and tie them to the headboard. I groaned into his mouth, knowing I was trapped. He pulled back, kissing around to my collarbone.
"For letting another man touch you. For letting him ink you." He told me before scooting down my body to slip off the boxers I was wearing. He groaned when he saw there was nothing underneath. He stared at me as I shifted. I noticed his own boxers, the only thing he had on, were tented in front.
"Please," he looked up at my face before giving me another devilish smile. He began kissing up my legs, nibbling on my inner thigh as he went up. He blew hot breath where I needed him most, making me cry out in shock. "Edward," he gave me a kiss while pushing a finger inside of me. My eyes rolled back as I arched my body. His thumb found my clit and began rubbing in a circular motion, tight frantic circles. I whimpered, moving my hips with his hand. I was so close to where I needed to be. So close to falling off the ledge, when he drew back. I screamed in frustration, pulling at the ties.
"Not so fast my little minx." He told me, kissing right below my ear. My nipples were harder than ever and I was dripping onto the sheet. "Tell me what you want."
"Edward, please." I knew what he wanted me to say. But I couldn't.
"Say it Isabella."
"Please," I gasped when he thrust two fingers inside of me, stretching me until I couldn't take it, only to pull back out when I was close once more. Tears fell from my eyes, but he kissed them away, kissing my chest while I tried to regain control.
"Just tell me," he murmured against my skin. I thrashed my head from side to side. I couldn't. He kissed around the one place I needed him to be, gently blowing on it to get me to gasp. Finally, finally, he touched my clit with the tip of his tongue, the metal shocking my senses as he began moving in a slow motion. I tried to move my hips to get more friction. He was going to slow. Oh, hell.
"Edward, fuck me. Please!" I told him. He moved his tongue faster, and I felt him pull back when he knew I was close. I screamed, wanting to fucking cum already, when I felt him at my entrance. He surged forward, eliciting a cry from me that caused him to moan. He pulled out, only to thrust forward once again. His thumb was flicking over my clit, faster, faster, as I neared my climax. I felt him still inside me, his thumb moving faster. He moved his head up and bit at my neck. I screamed in pure ecstasy as he spilled inside me. My breathing slowed as he laid his head on my chest. I groaned as he wiggled inside me. He gave me a crooked smile and untied me from the bed. Immediately my arms were around his sweaty back.
"That was," I couldn't find the word.
"Mind-blowing." He said, kissing my lips lightly as he sat up above me, pulling out. I whimpered at the loss. He looked at my tattoo again. "I like it, but I'm giving you the next one."
"What makes you think there will be a next one?" I asked when he pulled back to look down at me. He was still straddling my legs and I could feel him getting hard once more.
"Because I'm going to give you one to match mine, to make up for this one." He ran his hand gently over the rose.
"And which will that be?" I asked him, arching an eyebrow. He pointed to the snake on his chest, my second favorite. My eyes widened. "And where the hell do you think you're putting that on me?" He brought his hands down to my chest, over my right breast, following it with his mouth.
"Exact same place." He told me with a wicked grin.
"Oh hell."