Hey, I don't normally ever write...stuff like this. With Sexual Content, oh, yeah. There will be sexual content, if you didn't realize. Ha-ha, I don't know if I'm good at writing this, but I thought I'd give it ago. Please Review to let me know if I should do more and what you think, thanks.

Jacob let the hot water of the shower envelope him, warming his skin as it warmed his thoughts. He stood, standing still in the small bathroom. thinking. About Bella of course. He always thought about Bella, awake, asleep, at school, no matter when or where she was always on his mind. But of late another has been intruding his thoughts.

Ignoring as much of those thoughts as possible, seen as though if he kept thinking of them at the moment he phased the entire pack would know, best not to think about them at all. Jacob wrapped the towel around his waist, only allowing the V of his lower abs to show. He turned off the light switch and walked down the small hall of his home, towards his bedroom.

His dad was out, so he didn't really care about covering up.

As his hand took a hold of the cold metal door knob he froze, he sensed something, smelt something. Something that at first was uncomfortable with his nose but once he recognized the smell, his scent, he longed for it. Was he here?

Unwillingly he forced his bedroom door open and to his disappointment he found it empty. Perhaps he had been distracted by his thoughts, playing tricks on him. That was, of course, until he heard the pop of the window latch and his eyes shot up. No one there. But the window had opened, and someone had entered. He could feel them behind him. He felt no worry, no fear. Only longing to turn...

So he did just that.

Jacob turned slowly, and out of his peripheral vision he first saw the flash of that bronze hair in his dull, lamp light. His heart beat immediately accelerated and he had not even turned completely. Jacob looked into those eyes of gold, he admired those perfect, carved features and those full, sensual lips.

Edward Cullen.

Jacob had forgotten that Edward could read minds so he immediately started to think otherwise.

Football, food, sausages, school, home, Mondays, T.V, phasing, hunting, Bella, his dad, the dog, school, the book in the corner of the room, the vulture on the cover, Cheese!

Anything! other than what he really wanted to think about.

"Ed-Edward?" Jacob said, Edward smiled that half smile, and Jacob knew it was too late, Edward heard all of those thoughts but Jacob tried not to think about it.

"Jacob." Edward replied.

"Edward, what are you doing here?" Jacob asked, Edward sighed and smiled again, he motioned for Jacob to take a seat and he did so, then he realized he still had his towel around his waist, and Edward was sat across from him, Jacob's towel was open. Jacob quickly closed his legs but his thoughts were not as easy to hide. He imagined Edward liking what he saw, and Edward wanting to see more...

Jacob felt himself growing harder with each passing minute and Edward smiled.

"Jacob, I'm here because...I know how you feel." he said.

About? Jacob thought.

"About me." Edward replied, reading his thoughts, Jacob sighed mentally.

So he knows, he must be here for one reason, to kill me. he thought.

He imagined Edward lunging at Jacob from across the room, screaming at him and hitting him. Could he fight back? could he hurt Edward if he had to?

Edward's perfect face scrunched up angrily.

"Do not think like that!" Edward scolded.

"I'm sorry, I can't help thinking about you in that way."

"No." Edward said. "Don't think of me ever hurting you, I would never do that." Edward said in a calmer voice and his hand leaned over onto Jacob's bare knee, rubbing it slightly. Jacob felt himself throb from under the towel and Edward could see it.

"You...don't mind...about what I think off?" Jacob asked, his eyes on Edward's hand who did not return to its owner, it stroked harder.

"Jacob, I share your thoughts." Edward whispered.

"I know, mind reading does that but..."

"Wrong again, Jacob."

Jacob was so confused.

"I share your thoughts not because I can read them. but because they are similar to my own."

Jacob was confused, still. but what happened next gave him a hint. Edward leaned forward, his arms wrapped around Jacob's neck and he lifted him to his feet. Jacob, at first, thought Edward was going to attack but then Edward's eyes closed and his soft, sensual lips crashed against Jake's own, bringing the beginning of Jacob's dream to life.

Jacob moaned suddenly and his own arms crunched against Edward, forcing him closer. They kissed for a moment, their tongues like fire and ice, opposites that belonged, were fighting with each other. Jacob then let go of Edward but did not let their lips part a fraction. Edward reached down, and pulled both of Jacob's legs up until they wrapped around his waist. Faster than any human could register Edward shot them both back into the wall, it only turned Jacob on more.

Edward's sheer body force held Jacob against the wall, his hand in Jacob's midnight locks, Jacob's hands unwillingly grabbed Edward's T-shirt and lifted it, Edward pulled his lips back and Jacob missed them already. Edward pulled his shirt off but he was too late and Jacob lunged. Jacob took them both down against the bed. Jacob lay, with Edward on top. Edward pulled back his kissing and let his tongue, which was like pure pleasure itself, trace down his neck.

Jacob groaned loudly as Edward's tongue dipped into his navel and then brought it down the Lines of his V. Edward unfolded the towel but stopped just before it revealed the glory beneath.

Edward bit his lip and looked up, an unspoken question.

Do it, god! please do it! Jacob thought, giving Edward and unspoken answer.

Edward pulled back the folds of the towel and the look of shock smacked upon Edward's face.

oh no, Jacob thought. Does he not want it, did he change his mind?

"No, I didn't change my mind, it's just...so...big..." Edward said but his last word was cut short because his head dipped down and Jacob closed his eyes.