Hey gals and males, I need a teensy bit of help. Bella's girls are pretty difficult to name. Any preferences? Shall we go with the pretentious breasts, obnoxious tits, childish boobs or British nunga-nungas?

Disclaimer: Twi chars aren't mine, I own newbies though. You'll meet them soon enough.

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Love, BrownBel c:


"Meet me out back, shift's ending." Crumpling the paper, he looked up to find Bella missing. He cursed under his breath as he downed the rest of the beer before jumping off his barstool. Making his way through the throngs of dancing bodies to the back exit was worse than he expected. Everyone was covered in sweat and smelled of cheap perfume and cologne along with a whole lot of desperation, desperation he didn't need to be an empath to feel.

Refreshing cool air couldn't hit him fast enough as he walked out into the humid Texan evening air. His vampire sight worked wonders as he made out the silhouette that was Bella Swan. She seemed to have slipped on a mid-thigh ending black trench. She leaned suggestively against a shining black motorcycle. I don't know what's finer, her bike or her. Her ankles were crossed and her eyes locked on his in a piercing gaze that screamed, "Come here, bad boy."

He listened, striding towards her with confidence that made him feel more like a predator hunting his prey. That's what anyone else would've seen, had they come across the scene. Jasper stopped right in front of her, his eyes drifted down to her chest against his own will.

"Your place or mine?" Well if that didn't cause him to snap out of his Bella's-tits-induced daze, he wasn't quite sure what else would. Maybe if she took everything off, that might make me snap out of it. He cleared his throat as he shifted his eyes to meet hers; his voice seemed to be missing as he stared at her in shock. What the hell happened to sweet little innocent Bella Swan?

Bella burst out laughing and Jasper realised, with sheer embarrassment, that he had said that out loud. Fuck.

"I'd rather we have a storytelling session in private, not where anyone can hear. Wouldn't want the Volturi's sparkly asses shining down South, now do we?" Bella laughed. Jasper joined with a chuckle filled with shame. He had no idea he had said that aloud and knowing that Bella hadn't had that in mind made guilt flood through him. Bella's not that...bad, is she? Snapping his eyes to hers, he sighed in relief knowing that he hadn't said that out loud.

"I know a perfect diner a little ways from here." Jasper suggested. Bella shrugged indifferently, swinging her leg over the motorcycle before scooting up a bit. He stared at her arched figure, debating on whether or not he should join her on that metal beauty. The debate in his head seemed to last hours, though it only lasted mere seconds down on Earth. Images of Bella's body in less-than-innocent positions had his inner Major wanting to come out and play.

"Well, Cowboy? I'm guessing you ran here." Coughing uncomfortably, he hopped onto the bike behind her, his hands gripping the bottom of the seat as he moved as far away from her as possible. Then again, they were on a motorbike, how far apart could they really be? Her ass was mere inches away from his crotch and it was becoming increasingly uncomfortable as she leaned down. She wrapped her fingers delicately on the clutch before holding it down. I wonder what her fingers would look like clutched around me. He found it difficult to control his thoughts as they made it out of the alleyway.

"You'll need to give me directions to the diner, Jasper." Bella spoke, knowing well enough that he'd be able to hear her despite the roaring engine. Jasper knew that Bella didn't have the privilege of vampire hearing and so, he would have to get closer to her to tell her. Sliding up behind her, he tried to gain control of himself. He was the God of War for fuck's sake; he should be able to handle the body of a certain Ms. Swan...given it was designed by the devil himself to seduce men. His fingers lay on her waist as he leaned up to whisper the directions in her ear.


His breath fanned out against her ear and she fought back a shudder as he whispered to her. His voice practically dripped with sex and Bella found it awfully difficult to focus on the actual words leaving his lips; especially since she imagined those lips elsewhere. The moment the name of the diner left him, she knew exactly where to go and silently thank the gods that she could enjoy the sound of his voice instead of actually listen. Smooth like silk and sweet as honey, if he said the right words she'd pull up on the side of the road and do him right then and there.

"Just turn left here." She could barely paid attention as his fingers caressed her through her coat. If only I wasn't wearing this damned coat. It isn't even that cold. Her breathing hitched as she felt Jasper's lips brush against her ear. She wasn't sure if it was an accident or on purpose but she was sure that he was just as aroused as she was. Hell, she could feel him and she was pretty sure that he could feel her too. She could blame the sweat on the heat but she couldn't blame the arousal on the temperature. Teasingly, she moved herself back against him. She took pride in the groan that left Jasper's lips. Sliding back into her original position, she heard him exhale in relief. Oh, tonight will be fun.

Pulling up into the diner was simple, getting off the bike...not so much. Jasper's fingers were latched onto her waist and moving for him wasn't easy, especially with the situation down low. Bella could feel her need to squirm, be it to inch closer to Jasper or further away...well, she wasn't quite sure. What would be far more...enjoyable?

"Well if it isn't the lovely Ms. Swan!" A voice yelled. The door to diner clanged open without either of them knowing. It wasn't much of a surprise that Bella jumped up and off the bike in 0.2 seconds in a stance that made it look like she was about to attack. Jasper couldn't help but notice the way Bella had landed. Her hands were flat on the ground, one leg sticking out and the other bent beneath her; it was a protection stance of a vampire. Then again, the voice that had shocked them had red eyes concealed by brown contacts. She had learned that same stance from the male standing a few steps away. Bella straightened herself out, brushing off her coat before whipping her head to glare at her "saviour".

"Riley, what did I say about surprising me?" She seethed.

"Not to do it." Riley replied cockily, a smirk on his thin lips. Running his fingers through his spiked up brown hair, he looked pointedly from Bella to Jasper, his eyes demanding the story from a certain Swan. Bella rolled her eyes as she motioned for Jasper to follow her into the diner. He swung his leg over the bike, adjusting his jeans to hide his little friend. Riley hid his chuckle as he followed behind Bella.

"I didn't know there was another vamp in town." Riley said nonchalantly as he led Bella and Jasper into a booth far from any of the other customers. Bella leaned into the soft leather before replying.

"Neither did I." Her eyes watched Jasper while he watched her. His hands were clasped on the table in front of him, strands of hair hanging over his eyes as he leaned forward. Bella could see his muscles clearly; it was making it difficult to concentrate on anything else. I'd rather concentrate my tongue on his-

"Bella, what can I get you?" She snapped her head up to look at Riley, who gave her a knowing smirk. If she could growl, she would have. Riley may have been a good friend, but he could survive without his crown jewels. Right? He cleared his throat, as if he could hear Bella's thoughts.

"I'll have the usual with a bottle or two of beer." She sang in a cheery voice as her face went from ferocious to flirty. Fluttering her lashes at him, made him wonder just what she was up to.

"Bella, you don't need to order me a bee-"

"It's not for you, Jasper." She said politely, flashing Jasper a megawatt smile before returning her gaze to Riley. With a curt nod and a "yes, ma'am" , Riley went off to retrieve Bella's order. He was frightened, oh yes. She may be small and innocent-looking but beneath all that was a little demon. The God of War would be good for her, Riley could tell; he'd be someone she'd have trouble beating.

Bella slid the tip of her boot up Jasper's leg, smiling at the way he tried not to shudder or pretend not to notice. Higher and higher went her foot, until it was on his thigh.

Two can play at this little teasing game, Jasper thought.


Hey gals and pals, this is probably where things might get a little heated. I need opinions. Should chapter 3 end with lemony goodness or shall we keep them holy for just a little longer. Leave a review telling me what you think and maybe I'll send you a preview of what'll happen next.

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Love, BrownBel c: