Title: The Little Black Dress (2/3)
Author: Aerial312

Pairing: Alice/Jasper
Rating: M
Category: Fluff/Romance
Disclaimer: I own nothing…I just borrow.
Feedback: Greatly appreciated.

Timeline: Set during Twilight, after the adventure in Phoenix.

Alice bounded up the front walk from the garage, smiling when she saw me sitting on the stairs waiting for her. She nestled onto my lap, and I wrapped my arms tightly around her small frame, letting my chin rest on the top of her head.

"I missed you," I admitted, taking her small hand in mine.

"I was only gone for a few hours," she laughed, nevertheless pressing herself into my embrace.

I shrugged. "Doesn't mean I can't miss you."

She smiled, bringing her hands up to rest on my arm that encircled her shoulders. "Where is everyone?"

"Carlisle's at the hospital. Esme's gone into town. Rosalie and Emmett were going at it in the living room—which, incidentally, is why I first came outside—" she laughed, as I shook my head and continued, "And I imagine you ran into Edward before you left Bella's."

She nodded. "He'll be there for the rest of the day."

"How is she?" Our trip to Phoenix had brought be to actually care about the human girl, even if it didn't make being around her any easier. The fact that Edward, and especially Alice, lover her so much was enough to make me try really hard.

"She's grumpy, because Charlie is hovering," Alice sighed. "But he left when I got there to help Bella. She let me play with her hair," she grinned.

"She couldn't exactly run away from you," I laughed, earning me a swat to the thigh.

"Edward wants me to dress her up for the prom, as a surprise." She was bouncing up and down on my lap with excitement. "I knew just the dress, so I ordered it on her computer once I'd gotten her settled in the shower. That machine is so annoyingly slow. Oh! Where's the package that came for me?"

She turned to kneel on my knees, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

I laughed and kissed her on the nose affectionately. "Get something you've been waiting for?" I asked, pretending I didn't know exactly what had finally come in.

"My dress," she grinned. Her gaze went blank for a moment. "It's on the bed."

She tried to get up, but I held her down. She stuck out her lower lip, which I proceeded to catch between mine, tracing my tongue along the hard marble skin. Alice moaned softly, pulling herself more deeply into the kiss before letting her head rest against my chest.

"You don't play fair," she whined half-heartedly, drawing little circles with her thumbs on my shoulders.

"Oh, I think this is plenty fair," I murmured into her hair. "You want to see your dress, and I want to see you."

I hoisted her up a little further, so her head lay in the crook of my neck, and stood us up. "We could compromise," I smiled, picking up the newspaper I'd left on the stair.

Alice pulled back to look at me. "You are not seeing me in the black dress before the prom."

Mmm, that dress was going to look incredible on her. I pulled her more tightly to my chest as I thought about it. "What's so special about a prom dress? It's not like we haven't been to a dozen of them. I've seen most of your prom dresses beforehand," I argued as I opened the door.

Alice remained silent as we passed a half-naked Emmett and Rosalie lounging on the couch in a post coital stupor. Apparently they were in such a rush that only the essentials had been removed. Emmett smirked at me as I carried my wife up the stairs.

When we reached the top, Alice answered my question. "I didn't say you couldn't see it. I said you couldn't see it on me—"

"Why--?"

"Because I really want to wear this dress to the prom, and if you see me in it, you will rip it off—"

"I—"

"Don't—" she put her finger up to my lips, cutting me off. "I've already seen it happened."

I took her reprimanding finger into my mouth, and sucked on it gently.

"God, Jasper," she moaned, letting her had roll back.

I released her finger and whispered, "If you can wait to see your dress, I'm certain I can be gentle with it."

I lay her down on the bed beside the large box. She looked from me to the box a few times. I could feel her internal struggle. She yearned to see her new dress, but she was also incredibly turned on at this point. I pushed my hips against hers to remind her that I was too. If the picked the dress, I was not going to be happy. Alice laughed, obviously having seen both outcomes, and gave the box a shove out of the way. It tumbled off the other end. I rolled off of her and made short work of pulling off my t-shirt and khakis. I looked over as Alice let the cotton dress she was wearing fall to the floor. I paused for a moment, taking in just how beautiful she was, willing the sun to come out of the clouds and shine through our windows, so that I could see her sparkle. It had been a while. Her impatience got the best of her, and she launched herself into my arms, propelling us onto the bed.

I was grateful that Alice was so eager to see her dress, because at this rate, I sure wasn't going to last long. I could project how good it was for me, and that usually sent her over the edge, but it was so much hotter when I followed after her. There was something amazing knowing she could love me that much.

Today though, in little time, I collapsed into her with a grunt, and she tightened around me, whispering my name over and over. I stayed on top of her as our breathing evened out. We lay like this after sex frequently. It was almost as phenomenal as the act itself, our emotional bond was so strong.

"Jasper," Alice purred after a while, snapping me out of my reverie. "Can I see the dress now?"

I pushed myself off of her, and kissed her forehead before she rolled out from underneath me. She gave me a contented little sigh as she set about tearing open the box. I sat on the bed, watching her. She lay it on the bed, nodding.

"It's even better than I'd hoped."

On the hanger, it didn't look like much. There wasn't much fabric there. "Can I see it on you?" I asked softly.

She hesitated.

"I'll be good."

She searched the future for a moment, and frowned.

"What?" I demanded.

"It's fuzzy. You're determined to be good, but I think when you see it on, you're going to forget."

I grabbed her hand and gave it a big squeeze. "I promise that I will not tear your dress off…before you wear it to the prom, that is."

She laughed and pulled the black satin off the hanger. A moment she was pulling it on.

"No underwear?" I asked, curious.

"Does it look like I can wear anything under this dress?" she laughed.

Wow. Wow. Wow. That hadn't even crossed my mind. The dress was on now, but for the side zipper being closed. I was at her side quickly.

"Jasper…"

"I'll zip it for you."

She stared at me with trepidation.

"Al…relax. I told you that I couldn't tear it, and I'm not gonna."

I pulled the tiny zipper up its track being careful not to pinch her skin. I stepped back to take in the full picture.

"Wow."

"Yeah?"

I nodded, unable to find the right word. A beam of sunlight broke through the clouds and shone through the window. Alice smiled and stepped into the beam of light, and my jaw dropped. It took all the willpower I had not to jump up and take her into my arms right there. The way the sun shimmered off the bare triangles of skin left me speechless. She turned slowly in a circle, ending facing me. I sat on my hands as I continued to stare, hopelessly enthralled.

Alice stepped forward with a coy smile. "Will you unzip me?" she asked, adding, "Gently?"

I nodded, reaching out for the zipper, but getting distracted by a triangle of bare skin. Unable to resist, I traced the outline and her breath hitched.

"Unzip," she managed, flustered.

I knelt beside her, pressing my lips to the center of the triangle. She clenched her hand into my hair, and I carefully undid the zipper. Alice slide the straps off her shoulders and let the dress fall, pulling my cheek against her bare stomach.

"The way you were looking at me just then, Jasper, it was so hot I almost ripped the dress of myself.

I laughed, and stood up, lifting her with me. "I told you I wouldn't rip it," I murmured between kisses.

The dress lay on the floor, puddle of back satin, but it was intact.