Fire and Ice
The mandatory disclaimer: I own nothing Stephanie Meyers is a goddess; I am just taking her characters out for a spin. Also in future chapters this will include lemony goodness and gratuitous use of the word cock. Be forewarned.
Setting: Eclipse on the night before the big fight between the Cullens, warewolves and Victoria's newborns. This is the infamous tent scene where Bella is freezing her ass off in the tent.
Chapter one
BPOV
Snowing in the middle of June- what the hell? I know we're in the mountains and all but come on. It's on nights like this that I have twinges of regret for leaving my toasty, sunny, weather predictable Phoenix. But all I had to do to cure that twinge was to look up at the man sitting on the camping stool. His warm honey golden eyes looking down at me with love and concern- set beautifully against his chalky white but perfectly sculpted marble face. His lips just a pale shade of pink but full, screwed in a grimace of concern. I liked them better in his twisted cocky smile- or better yet pressed against mine . . .
"Why the giggle my love?"
"Jjjust thinking offf ssomething to stststay warm." I smiled quickly before my teeth started chattering again. Honestly it had worked a little. The thought of him kissing me brought a quick warmth to my chest, but it had passed as quickly as it had come.
"Maybe if we go outside and run for a little while- to get your heart rate up- and your delicious blood flowing again, you'll warm up?"
"Nnno, I'm ffine. I'mmm nnnot mmmoving anywhere." Honestly I couldn't. My jaw was clenched tight and my teeth were audibly chattering despite my best efforts to hush them. I tried to keep my hands warm between my knees but my whole body was shivering so hard, they were getting quite beat up and bruised. I tried to move them earlier but they were frozen in place. My whole body was a frozen heap in a fetal position.
"We need to warm you up love. What can I do?" He was pleading and then I heard a whine from outside our tent. Apparently Edward wasn't the only one put off by the sound of my chattering teeth.
"Oh, shut up and go to sleep mongrel. I don't see you doing anything useful. Go fetch a space heater or something if you're so concerned." He rolled his eyes.
I heard a howl, I'm not sure which it was, the wind or Jacob's wolf that pierced the night.
"Drama queen," Edward mumbled. It must have been Jacob then.
Seconds later I heard the whine of the zipper on our tent and a human Jacob squeezing through the too small opening. Flakes of snow flew in on the tent floor. A few had dusted his hair but were quickly melting, leaving droplets of icy water on his face, eyelashes, shoulders, perfect pectorals with perky little nipples begging to be . . . Damn it Bella! Quit staring even if the thought does warm you up. Your fiancé, God I hate that word, is sitting right before you. Get a grip girl!
"Go fetch a space heater, huh? I'm not a golden retriever, thank you very much," his voice dripped acid and sarcasm. I hated this side of Jacob. "But I probably could be a personal space heater for Bella tonight you know. Bells honey," he turned to me "Your lips they're blue! Have you been blowing a smurf in here?"
"Hhha, hhha." I tried to laugh but could hardly manage through my chattering.
"I don't like this at all" Edward growled.
"Hey- she needs to warm up now or given a few more hours of this" he gestured outside "we won't have a Bella to protect."
"I still don't have to like the idea," Edward muttered.
The zipper to my sleeping bag was getting tugged. "Jajajacob? Wwwhat the hhhell?"
"Bells, you're working on a lovely case of hypothermia, and maybe pneumonia at this rate too. You've got to warm up. Now scoot over."
All I could do was shiver, I couldn't even protest as he unzipped the sleeping bag further, slid in behind me and zipped back up. We were packed so tightly in that little sleeping bag; his body had no choice but to mold to mine. Legs to legs, buttocks to pelvis, his bare chest pressed against my back, his arms enveloping me and his chin resting against my hair. I instantly melted, feeling the heat from his body and reveling in his hot breath against my neck. I warmed not just externally but began to feel a hidden warmth building deep within me and a sudden longing. No Bella, no, no, no, no, no! That is just thawing out; you are not really getting turned on by Jacob curling up to your sorry frozen ass. Hello! Your fiancé is just five freaking feet away. But since your toes are cold you might as well make use of your "space heater" and warm up. I Kicked off my boots and pressed my frozen digits into his leg.
"Gah! For the love of GOD Bella you're freezing!"
Edward chuckled at Jacob's discomfort and smirked, "I guess becoming a space heater isn't all it's cracked up to be?"
Another spasm of chill wracked my body. Just when I thought I had been warming up too. Then I noticed it was my jeans, they had gotten so cold that the fabric was chilling me back down despite Jacob's best warming efforts.
Almost as if he had read my mind, Jacob said "You know, you would warm up a lot faster if you removed all these layers of clothing, they're just in the way."
"Watch it mutt!"
"Survival one-oh-one," Jacob said triumphantly. Edward just glared. "Seriously with that over educated brain of yours, you can't fathom physics?" Edward continued to grumble at Jake's reasoning. "These layers aren't going to do shit if she's not warm to begin with. You have to have some warm air to insulate with, and she's just frozen now."
"Okay fine. Just don't sound so God damn smug about it," he hissed.
Jacob's reasoning started to get to me too. Hell I'd do just about anything to warm up at this point. Another shiver claimed my body. My resolve broke down. "Jjjust shut up. Bbboth of yyyou." I turned back toward Jacob. "I wouldn't' have to get naked would I?" Not that I wouldn't mind being naked with you Jake. It's just awkward as hell. Edward growled at him and my curiosity.
"It would work better with nothing between us, but even in your underwear it would be better than, wait how many layers do you have on?"
"Not enough apparently." Edward shot. "And keep your thoughts to yourself! Stinking cur."
"Well bloodsucker, I'm keeping her warm and you can't. You just have to deal with it. And yes I'm quite comfortable and enjoying myself."
"Jacob! Edward! Knock it the fuck off! As much as you don't like the idea Edward, I think I will take Jacob's advice and shed a few."
"Alright!" Jacob interjected all too quickly.
"As I was saying, I will shed a few layers but not all, until I get warmed up or at least hit a core temperature of ninety three degrees. Shit, its summer for Christ's sake! Anyway, Edward you don't have to be jealous. It's you I love," I think, oh I do hope I'm not getting in over my head. And fucking things up. "But you could curl up next to me on the other side of the sleeping bag here. Jacob can keep my body warm but you'll keep my heart warm." I really hoped this worked, I'm sick of their fighting.
"I could agree to that," Edwards words soften, "I just want you to know Bella, that you're my raison d'être and I feel very protective of all of you." His eyes shot at Jacob. "I agree to this just to keep you from getting ill."
"Okay then. Truce you two? No fighting. No biting. And Jacob remember, no nakedidity."
"Truce," both them said in unison though it sounded as if neither really meant it.
"Alright then, Jake, please move over so I can get my jacket off, after all I'm still freezing even if my teeth aren't chattering a mile a minute." I scooted up out of the sleeping back and unzipped my jacket. God this is so stupid. If Edward would have changed me after we came back from Italy, 1. I wouldn't be freezing my ass off right now and 2. I could actually help these two fight off Victoria and her little legion of doom. I shucked out of my heavy sweater and threw it across the tent. So far clothing removal is making me colder not warmer. Bella just get this over with and then you can actually get some sleep. I pulled off my long sleeve t shirt, almost getting the neck stuck around my head. Graceful Bella Swan, real smooth and graceful. I began unbuttoning my offending jeans and quickly shucked out of them. All I had left was my white camisole top and my silky white panties.
The cool almost arctic feeling air met my nipples and they quickly hardened into perky very visible nubs staining through my too thin cami top. I felt two sets of eyes bore into my body. Apparently I was not the only one who had noticed the effect of the cool air across my chest . . .
"Bella," was all Edward could say, his eyes staring at my chest, his eyes looked hungry, but not thirsty and he chewed at his lip. I had longed for him to look at me like that. To openly show his want of me. He looked back up at my eyes then quickly looked away again.
Jacob had also paused when he saw the sight, and I heard his breath hitch and his jaw drop.
"Jacob just get on with it and warm her back up NOW!" Edward's voice became ice sickles; I turned and noticed he was only rolling up the legs of his charcoal grey sweat pants.
"I thought that you were stripping down too, you seemed so eager for it a minute ago?" I said.
"Umm, well Bells, you said no nakediditiy. So this is ummm, what I've got. You know phasing and all. I, umm don't carry that many clothes with me." He blushed, then motioned for me to rejoin him in the sleeping bag.
I shot another longing glance up at Edward that did not escape Jacob's notice.
"At least you know she wishes it was you." Did I? Did I wish it was Edward and not Jacob that was returning heat to limbs? My body continued to med with Jacob's as I got back into the sleeping bag. His skin felt so warm I could not resist sinking back into his chiseled abs and arms. Even his scent was warm and inviting- fresh pine and earth with a hint of musk that made my heart flutter every time I inhaled. I felt warmth building up not just in my body but my core. His strong arms wrapped around sent a shiver not of chill but pure desire down my spine.
"Hush Bells, you'll warm up in no time, just drift off to sleep" Jacob had misinterpreted my last shudder, thank God. "I'll keep you warm."
"And you'll please keep your thoughts under control." I wondered this time who Edward was talking to and I hoped it was not me.
"Edward please come down here too."I pleaded. I needed to feel his cool marble arms to ground me.
"Love, just close your eyes," he swept my hair from my face, "and let sleep come. A warm tomorrow will come quickly." He kissed my eyelids and began humming my lullaby. I nuzzled into his neck as well and could smell his honey sweet breath passing between his full lips. Lips that I longed to kiss with abandon. Okay those kinds of thoughts about your fiancé, those are okay. You should be having them. A kiss from Edward sent my spirit soaring and I yearned for him to be as close and scantily clad as Jacob was. I had even tried the night before for this kind of contact with him. Ahhh, remembering unbuttoning his shirt, seeing inch by inch more of his perfect marble chest that sparkled like diamonds in the sunlight. A pleasant sigh of remembrance passed my lips as Edward's lullaby continued to lull me deeper into the realm of sleep. And a duet of Jacob's deep timbre of hushing and a Quileute lullaby of his own was added. It reverberated in my chest and I couldn't just feel Jacob against my skein but inside me now. Ohh hell this was not good. And then blackness claimed me before I could give further protest.