HAPPY HALLOWEEN GUYS! This story came to me last night and is really rough. It'll be 3 parts, 2 today and 1 tomorrow if not all 3 today!
I don't own the characters! Consider yourself diclaimed. And don't forget to review!
"Hey Love," Edward greeted walking in the small door to their cottage, "what is it you wanted to see me...about?" His thoughts trailed off at the sight of his nearly naked wife leaning up against the bedroom doorway. She smile coyly as his jaw dropped in appreciation.
"Bella." He nodded and cleared his throat; adjusting some fabric that chose that moment to constrict around his neck.
"Edward." She replied huskily. Her eyes that were heavy with dark shadow bore into him, silently begging him to play her game. What took you so long? She thought.
"Umm..." he crooked a finger over his shoulder in the opposite direction he came from, "You s-said... Nessie...hou-house ... stay."
"I did say that, didn't I?" Bella pushed herself off the doorway and made her way down the narrow hall. Her legs crossed elegantly over one another as she approached him in her tall patent heels. "I think I must have said that because she wouldn't appreciate my costume nearly as much as you." She came to a stop in front of him, one hand on her hip and the other reached out to his chest. A long sharp perfectly manicure nail cut down the top of his shirt that had been causing him problems earlier. A sliver of blood glistened on his pale chest but the wound sealed instantly.
Edward didn't find it any easier to breathe with the missing pesky fabric.
"C-C-Costume." He managed to stutter with great difficulty.
"Yes silly, it's Halloween. I wanted you to guess what I am" She leaned in, steadying herself with her outsreached hand, to lick up his chest where the small drop of blood fell. A blissful smile came over her face showing her white teeth in contrast to her rosy lips. Her eyes closed with the sensation.
"Guess?" he asked though he hadn't been able to process any of the conversation, too distracted by her bare navel. His eyes followed down further where the indentation of her hips was also bare. It surprised him when he found that she actually was wearing something that could hardly pass for a skirt, but it was there, breaking his path (if only marginally) to make way for her long legs.
He grabbed her wrist that was still resting on his sculpted chest. His eyes were black as night with passion. She yelped in surprise at his sudden movement causing her chest to rise and fall which caught his attention.
"What are you doing?" She asked as he grabbed her other wrist. A mischievous smirk flashed across his face so fast she almost missed it. She didn't though. "What are you doing?" She asked again a little more insistent. Two can play at this game.
Edward took both wrists up to either side of her head, pinning them there with both hands. Bella's arms were at a right angle to her body giving her breasts more heft then the push up bra she was wearing had already afforded her.
"Bella," he whispered in her ear, his body was pushed flush against hers. He lifted one knee between her parted legs with no resistance as there were fewer clothes there to resist than usual. He lifted his knee a little higher until he supported most of her weight of the ground; only her toes brushing the ground. "How do you expect me to guess if you're touching me like that?" He flexed his knee touching her sensitive area earning himself a gasp of pleasure but moved his body away all too quickly for her taste. A soft clicking came from her heels upon landing.
Keeping her pinned with his hands, he leaned his body away to examine her more closely.
Bella squirmed under his hold trying to move her arms to cover herself up. All of a sudden this was looking like less a good plan and more like asking for Edward to take advantage. Of course she couldn't keep control.
"Well this just won't do." Edward sighed moving both her hands to one of his, elongating her body up the wall further. A slight tug on her hair and he held the offending article in front of her face. His nose scrunched up in distaste.
"You know how I feel about you and hats."
"Edward," she cut him off before he could continue. She arched her back against the wall. He looked at her in surprise as her courage came back full force. The only thing holding her there was Edwards's strong hand. She had her feet against the wall brushing her knees against the front of his. "Don't you think it would be better if we moved this little party?" She looked pointedly at the bedroom over his shoulder.
A moment later he grasped both knees to his sides moving his face and inch from hers. "But I haven't guessed yet." He spoke so close to her mouth his cold breath danced on her lips.
"There's still time." She sighed taking his mouth in hers. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him with fevor. Both were momentarily blinded by the release. She nibbled on his lip lightly begging for entrance.
One of his hands wrapped itself in her hair pulling her against him and holding her in place. He opened his mouth greeting her moist tongue with his. She let out a sound of appreciation and deepened the kiss further.
"That sounds like an idea."