Bellas new found obsession of picture taking that leads Edward to discover another love. CONTAINS YAOI EdwardxJacob.
i own nothing, obviously, because i`m not Stephanie Meyer (THANK GOD O__O). don`t sue plz, i have nothing to give you. srsly.
yaoi haterz can go fall into a pit and die 3
chapter 1: How It Happened
"Jacob …" I hear the name escape, though it sounds foreign and distant to me. Desperation with a hint of lust, a combination that I thought was only possible to be threaded into one other name.
There`s a rustle of sheets as the warmth next to me rolls over. I`m met with dark eyes, dark hair plastered by sweat to a dark toned forehead. Everything about him is dark, mysterious; and I love it.
His large, warm hand creeps over my chest and I feel myself involuntarily shiver with pleasure. A small smile stitches its way along his lips; his dark, full lips. My eyes wander away from his face, past his thick neck and protruding adams apple; his chest is bare and huge and all consuming. I can hear his heartbeat, pumping furiously to obediently deliver life-giving blood and oxygen to the rest of his body.
I reach out my hand and place it over his heart. His skin is sweltering against my palm, and I feel him flinch. My own hand is ice cold, painfully so.
I feel myself smiling then, because all of this is mine and mine alone; and I have Bella to thank for that.
ONE WEEK EARLIER
"Edward" Bella sighed, flopping down next to me on the grass. We`re in my meadow; it`s become a regular thing after school to come here and just lay together, watching the clouds blow by and listening as Bella tries to figure out what they look like.
Lately though, I`ve been coming by myself.
"I swear, if I had gotten lost back there- Ooooh! You would have been in SO much trouble!" she raved, laying with her arms behind her head and her eyes shut tight; an annoyingly cute pout set upon her face.
I looked at her through the corner of my eyes, gingerly blowing at a few stray strands of my copper hair.
She turned to me, perhaps feeling my gaze, and sighed "Come on Edward" she whispered "Pleaaaase! I want this more then ANYTHING!". She rolled onto her stomach, fingers outstretched to fiddle aimlessly with my hair.
THIS was precisely the reason why I had lately taken to coming here by myself. "No" I answered frostily.
"But Edwaaaaard!" Bella whined, scooting closer to me "Come oooon!". She looked up at me with her chocolate brown eyes, going Bambi-style.
I blinked down at her, and then asked coyly "You want this more then you want to become a vampire?". I ran my fingers through her long hair.
She froze, in that way she always does when this subject comes up; as if she`s contemplating on whether or not I might be seriously considering changing her. Finally she seems to come to the decision that I will not, and nods vigorously "More then that, yes" she adds.
I sit up and consider her. My lovely Bella, my angel from above whom I do not deserve. I would do anything in my power to make her happy, to give her a normal life. I narrow my eyes affectionately and stroke her hair. If this would make her happy, then perhaps I should reconsider.
Bella sits up as well and leans towards me, as if sensing that I am beginning to break down. "Pleaaaase Edward" she whispers "This would make me the happiest person on earth!"
I glance at her, frowning. I can practically smell the stink of Dog-boy already as I let out the words "Alright, Bella. If this will make you happy, then I will comply". The sentence doesn`t seem to come from me, it seems to magically form from my breath.
"Oh Edward! Thank you! Thank you so much!" she squeals and gives me a choking hug, bringing us both down to the ground again. I laugh loudly and press my lips against her smile. I love to make Bella happy.
Because Dog-boy and I are so obviously helpless love puppets in Bella`s homemade sock puppet show, we will do everything and anything that those Bambi eyes and awkward smile tells us to.
I glance at Jacob, annoyance radiating from my body like a heater. He had been following Bella around like a lovesick puppy all morning.
I grunted and shifted my position against the white wall. Outside, the sun was just beginning to rise; soon it would fill the entire house with a dazzling light that reflected from the white interior. The tall, surrounding windows of my home would soon become expensive camera equipment.
"Edward! Come here please!" Bella called, waving at me from the piano; my dear piano, who`s virginity would soon be shattered. I felt a mental tear slide down my mental cheek.
I strode towards her and Dog-boy, who was fluffing his recently cut-short hair. Bella moved foreword and placed her hands over my chest; I could feel her pulse from even this small touch; it was quick and fluttery, like a humming bird.
I had on a pair of khaki slacks and a white, long-sleeve button up dress-shirt that Bella had picked out. My hair was messy, Bella had 'professionally' applied the bedhead style this morning. "It`s very in right now, Edward! Girls swoon over this kind of hair!" she had said. Bella thoughtfully unbuttoned the shirt, taking a moment to float away from real time and place her hands over my chest. I placed my own hands over hers, and for several moments we stood there, oblivious to the world.
Bella finally pulled away when Dog-boy coughed awkwardly.
"Right!" Bella said, clearing her throat "Edward, if you`d please …" she motioned to the piano bench, perfectly polished. I moved to sit on it, but Bella stopped me.
"No .." she murmured "Wait a minute, I have a better idea …" she whirled around, fast and dangerously (enough so to make me reach out to catch her, though that was not required) "Jacob, you sit down first" she said with a small (and very suspicious) smile.
Dog-boy did as he was told. He sat down, let his hands hover over the keys for a moment and then settled on letting them rest limply in his lap. He turned his head, very much so resembling a loyal dog, and cocked his head inquisitively.
Bella made a motion with her hands for him to turn fully around. He did so, with his back now facing the piano keys. He was shirtless, in a pair of dark wash denim shorts that looked to have once been pants; the edges were stringy and roughly cut looking; a pair of completely black, converse allstar hightops were on his feet. On my own feet were a pair of plain white cotton socks.
"Now Edward …" she murmured, tapping her chin thoughtfully. Around her neck was a thick retro strap, attached to a hunky 35mm camera that I found at a garage sale and picked up for Bella; since then she had magically turned into 'the photographer'. It wasn`t the first time she had demanded me (or Jacob, or anyone else in the proximity) to do a photo shoot. Her walls were covered with high-glossy prints of all sorts of topics; most of them consisted of Alice, as she seemed to enjoy these shoots the most. This though, was the first time she had ever demanded something so .. Outrageous.
"Straddle him" Bella declared.
I hesitated, and then gave her an incredulous look "Excuse me?" I gaped.
"Straddle him" Bella imitated, leaning foreword with her hands on her hips.
"Bella, your joking me right?" I asked, laughing. The look on her face stopped the laughter instantly.
I turned to Jacob, who had casually thrown his arms back against the piano, just inches from the pearly keys. "I can`t believe you agreed to this stupid shoot" I spat at him.
"Me?" Jacob echoed, leaning foreword "What about YOU? You agreed too blood-sucker! Now hop on, the rides about to begin!" he patted his lap and exploded in howling laughter. I clenched my fists at my sides, wobbling like a Weeble from anger.
"Enough, enough" Bella called out, waving a hand in the air "The quicker you comply Edward, the faster this shoot`ll be over. Now, STRADDLE HIM!"
I let loose a string of curse words under my breath and made my way cautiously towards the dark skinned Werewolf. A cocky grin was set upon his face which, had I been alive, would have made my face flush with anger.
"Come on Eddy, right here." Jacob whispered, patting his legs. I scowled at him, glanced back at Bella (who smiled and waved with her arms for me to go on, as though she were seeing a small child off on its first day of Kindergarten) and then gingerly climbed on top of stinking Dog-boy.
Bella emitted a high-pitched squeal and then half-jumped, half-attacked-by-gravity made her way to us. She instructed for me to place my knees firmly on the bench, thrust my chest outwards towards Dog-boy, and to lightly hang my arms around his neck. She had Jacob loosen up, relax; she told him to lean against the piano and place his arms around my waist. After a few arguments and sharp comments and questioning of love, we were composed in what Bella had started to refer to as 'her dream shoot'.
She held the camera up to her eyes with a sharp 'Don`t look at the camera Jacob!' (I will not deny the fact that I felt satisfaction in hearing her snap at him) and said as casually as if she were remarking on the weather "Now make faces as if you`ve just come".
I choked on air and gapped at her like a fish out of water. "I`m sorry .. what?!" I finally managed to gasp.
Bella sighed with annoyance and pulled the camera down "I swear, I think I`m speaking Japanese today! Look like Jacob is pleasuring you!". She raised the camera again, finger hovering over the shutter button.
"Bella, you`ve gotten your way so far, but there`s no way I`m going to-" I began, but ended with a sharp, startled cry and the quick snap of a camera shutter.
"BASTARD!" I hissed threateningly at Jacob, who had just grabbed my crotch. A cheeky grin was spread on his face. "I was helping" he said obnoxiously.
"Again! Do something else erotic!" Bella squealed, practically jumping in place. The camera was glued to her face, finger hovering again over the dangerous red button that had the power to stop time.
I glowered at her, opened my mouth to make a retort, but never quite made it to that part because instead (and to my own horror) I let out something very similar to a choked moan. The camera shutter went off twice.
Why had I never realized how warm Dog-boy was? He was like a huge electric blanket or something. His warmth was completely different from Bella`s; his was like the sun, engulfing everything in it`s gravity field. And his pulse. It was nothing like Bella`s, quick, humming-bird wing like one. Jacob`s pulse was furious, huge, overwhelming.
Those huge, paw-like hands of his rode up my stomach, leaving trails of fire as they went. He fingered briefly at my nipples, and then continued upwards. He dug his fingernails into my skin as he moved up my throat and along my jaw line, pulling my face towards him. All the while, furious shutters echoed throughout the house.
He placed, long, wet kisses along my neck. It felt as if someone was dripping molten lava on my skin. I felt defenseless for the first time in centuries; I was unable to speak (save for the gasps, sighs, and moans that were unconsciously escaping me), unable to move or put a stop to all of this. I was a prisoner of some twisted photo shoot of Bella`s, prisoner to an extremely hormonal Werewolf who was leaving bits of sweltering sun along my neck and jaw line.
That was how it all started.
yay! end of chapter one! so how bad was it? x .x
chapter two will be up whenever i get the insentive to finish writting it lol