Quick A/N then on withe the show!!!

I can only apologise for the delay in this update.

Things just kept kicking me when I was down over the past month or so... I started feeling much better on the health side of things, but then things went downhill in my personal life and got me in a flunk; I won't bore you with too many details, if you want to read about it you can do so in my blog (the link is on my profile page), but in short, someone I considered a best friend for the past 2 years or so, started having an affair behind her husband (and 2 kids who are under 3's) back, I didn't agree with it and told her so, she outright lied to my face saying that she wasn't doing anything with this guy (just chatting apparently) but told my best friend exactly what she'd been doing, and told her to lie to me about it... yeah, chatting with his cock in your mouth must be a great conversation! Now she no longer wants to be our friend, says if her husband finds out it'll be our fault and is now trying to bad mouth us to all of our friends. I feel like a damn teenager again! Sorry... that was the slightly longer 'short' version that I planned but I needed to vent, and let you guys know why I haven't been updating, 'cos you guys have all been wonderful and so supportive.

Ironically though I'm off work sick today due to a flu bug that's going round, which is why I'm holed up in bed, finally getting down to finishing this fic, so something good came of feeling crappy.

So I hope you guys enjoy the last part. Antibiotics won't help the flu but reviews will! Let me know what you thought!


Lessons In Lingerie ~ Chapter 2

Previously

Before long I found myself in the kitchen. I ventured over to the cabinet to get a glass of water finding it strange how this added height made it easier to reach the glasses on the top shelf.

I was reaching for it, hands perched on the top of the counter when I thought I heard a noise in the house. I stopped deadly still before letting out the breath I'd been holding, admonishing myself for being silly. Then I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end in the way they only did when he was here.


No, I was just being paranoid. It was my sub-conscious playing tricks on me. That had to be it.

After all, Edward was off hunting with his father and brothers and wouldn't be home till morning.

Despite my internal reassurance to myself, the goose-bumps erupted on my skin and a shiver crept up my spine involuntarily...

I couldn't shake the feeling I got whenever he was around me. That sense of anticipation, elation and desire, combined with an overwhelming feeling of safety.

I turned my head slightly, trying to widen my peripheral senses. Why I didn't turn around fully to confront the empty room, I didn't know. I know I should be glad he wasn't there... to see me parading around the house in this... well, the lack of material meant you could hardly call it an outfit. I'd die of complete embarrassment, I was sure of it. But there was a part of me... just a small part that wanted him to be there. To see I wasn't his shy, naive Bella, that he didn't have to treat me like a china doll. That there was a side of me, and granted it took his overbearing vampire sister to actually coax it out of me, that wanted to emerge every time he touched me, to rip off his clothes and have him take me in the ways a virginal mind shouldn't know about.

I couldn't hear any other movements from inside the house. I couldn't hear anything other than the wind outside rustling the leaves of the trees surrounding the house. But then again I knew very well that with his vampire agility, Edward could move around soundlessly. I knew I was reaching, just hoping against hope. How in this moment did I wish I wasn't immune to his mind reading capabilities.... I was screaming for him, every fibre in my being called to him, begging him to be here.

Knowing I was going out on a huge limb, and preparing to be disappointed I whispered to the empty house.

"Edward?"

I waited on baited breath, listening for the sound I knew wouldn't come. I let out a breath I didn't know I'd been holding... closing my eyes and turning back to the counter, resting my weight on my arms.

"Bella."

I whipped round at the sound of my name, my back against the counter, and saw him standing over the other side of the kitchen.

I felt myself flush with desire. He was here, and I don't know why, when normally I would have reached for the nearest thing to cover myself with, I just stood there staring at him. All I knew in that moment was that he was here and I barely believed it. Maybe my mind was playing tricks on me and I'd started having full-blown hallucinations... again. Last time it was the overwhelming grief that had caused them. Did the same apply to overwhelming desire? I was so desperate to see him that maybe my mind had conjured up his image for me. To sate me.

He was a picture of restrained tension. His knuckles were balled into fists at his side, his eyes raked over my form and a sound somewhere between a growl and a moan erupted from his lips.

Before I knew it he was in front of me, arms gripping the counter on either side of my body, caging me in. I thought I even heard a crack in the marble. This wasn't like any hallucination I'd had before... everything was too real; the smell, the feeling of the air shifting around me when he rushed over to me.

The added height from the heels meant I was eye-level with him, and his eyes were a black I'd never seen before. There were flecks of gold streaked through his irises.

"Fuck Bella" his words came out between gritted teeth.

I nearly shut down upon hearing him curse... never before had I heard his voice so raw, so deep and full of tension. It was then that I realised, his eyes were not black with hunger... but with desire.

"Alice's idea… she said I should feel confident… for the honeymoon… I needed to practice wearing… Edward…" My words could no longer form, the things I wanted to say couldn't process… all I knew was that Edward was here and I was practically naked in front of him and I needed him… badly.

"Are you really here?" Was about the only coherent sentence I was able to string together, but even that was spoken on a breathless sigh.

"Does it feel like I'm here?" Edward growled as he pushed his hips into mine and I could feel his hard cock against the confines of his jeans. My head dropped back and was cradled in one of Edward's hands as a moan escaped my lips and I thrust back against him.

I knew I was drenched already, just the sight of him staring at me from across the room had caused a rush of desire to shoot straight to my core.

"Talk to me Edward, I need to hear you… what are your thinking?"

"I'm thinking how I wish it was our wedding night so I could have you the way I've fantasised about ever since the day I met you. God the things I want to do to you."

I smiled devilishly as he became more uninhibited. "Tell me what you want to do to me…" I whispered huskily.

He groaned deep in his chest and moved to whisper hotly in my ear, "I want to taste you Bella…" he moved his hand to cup my face, his thumb by my ear and his fingers upon my neck as he tilted my head to the side "… I want to taste every inch of you." He placed an open mouthed kiss to my pulse point on my neck.

"I want to feel the way your body quivers and the way your breath hitches as I enter you for the first time."

His fingers of the hand that had been practically glued to the countertop moved up to trace the edge of the bra and over the lace where he traced the hardened peaks of my nipples then moved down the strap that joined the bra to the thong, one finger delicately tracing the ribbon while the other caressed the exposed skin either side of it. Without warning his hand moved to the hem of my thong and inside, stroking along my wet folds. The shock when I realised where his fingers were so suddenly, combined with the utter pleasure that shot through my core caused my body to arch and a high pitched moan to leave my mouth. I was soon silenced by Edward's mouth over mine as he practically drank down any subsequent sounds I made. This was the first time Edward had kissed me tonight and I was so desperate for him I devoured his lips passionately. Where had my restrained, innocent fiancée gone and dear God tell me he's tied up securely!?

"I'm gonna make you scream for me Bella." He spoke against my lips.

As if to fuel the fire he thrust his fingers up inside of me, two digits entering my dripping core. As I cried out once more he tilted my head back with his other hand, his lips never leaving mine and thrust his tongue inside the recesses of my mouth.

The way he said my name… sounded so guttural and soft, and was nearly my undoing. It was like the time he'd been describing how he could read people's minds on out first 'date' after he'd rescued me in Port Angeles. The way he'd been describing what was on people's minds and how the word 'sex' had rolled off his tongue had caused my centre to twitch and forbidden images to enter my mind even then. Images like Edward locking eyes with me, suddenly lifting me with one arm onto the table while his other arm mercilessly swept the contents off the table and he threw me on top of it, crashing his lips to mine and ripping my clothes to shreds and fucking me right there on top of the table… customers and slutty, 'don't realise when a guy isn't interested, way too obvious, back the hell away from my man' waitresses be damned.

Almost like he really could read my mind he lifted me up onto the counter our lips never parting. The move caused his fingers to move inside me and in a moment of unbridled passion I bit down on Edward's lip. I knew the action wouldn't hurt him, his lips, as soft and full as they were, were just as strong and impenetrable as the rest of his body, at least to my human teeth. No, I knew it wouldn't hurt him but I had no idea how much it would arouse him. A growl escaped his lips and he thrust his fingers deeper, caressing that sweet spot inside of me. I felt sorry for the women with human lovers. Most men spent their entire adult lives searching for the elusive G-spot, and never coming up trumps. Edward on the other hand, had apparently found it the first time his fingers entered me. Oh to have a lover who had a highly enhanced sense of touch.

He suddenly dropped to his knees, pulled my thong aside and moaned at what he saw.

I would definitely be going back for more Hollywood's, pain be damned if this was Edward's reaction to them. I was bare beneath the thong apart from the small strip of hair that had been left. He traced his tongue along the exposed skin and I whimpered.

The number of times I had fantasised about Edward's tongue on me was nothing compared to the real thing. He ran his tongue up the inside of my thigh, leaving kisses in his wake, the closer his lips got to my centre, the more I trembled. Then his lips were on me and I nearly shot up and off the counter the feeling was so intense. Edward placed his forearm over my stomach pinning me down and it was the anchor I needed, I could push up against his arm to alleviate some of the pressure that was trying to force it's way out of my mouth in a keening moan.

I needed something to hold onto as Edward ran his tongue through my folds. Between my panting breaths and biting my lower lip every time I wanted to cry out I begged him to go deeper and his fingers moved from where Edward had placed one hand on my thigh to hold me open to him and plunged his fingers inside me, curling them and stroking inside me. I moved my left hand down to interlace with his right hand that was slung over my stomach holding me down, needing to be as close to him as possible.

I reached down and ran my fingers though his hair, gripping his locks tightly between my fingers, a move that would have pulled a human's hair out. He moaned at the feeling and it dawned on me... Edward liked it rough.

A wicked thought occurred to me in-between the jolts of pleasure that clouded my mind. I wrapped my thighs around his upper body, and dug my heels into his back.

The moan that passed through his soft, full lips was nearly my undoing. It was so guttural and unbridled. Just knowing I could make those sounds escape from him was like a shot of pure lust being injected into my veins.

"I can't wait till our wedding night either Edward" I panted out between kisses. "Just thinking about how your cock is going to fill me, how hard and strong I know you are... just thinking about how hard you must be right now. Are your hard Edward?" What the hell had gotten into me? Whatever it was I liked it!

Suddenly Edward stood, removing his fingers from me, gripping me in his arms and turned us, throwing me down on top of the kitchen table, my legs still wrapped round his waist. His hands were positioned on the table either side of my head as he thrust his hips into mine. His forehead rested against mine as he whispered, "Do I feel hard to you?"

I gasped in pleasure as I tried to respond, "So hard baby... and so big."

He crushed his lips to mine, his hand running up my thigh.

His eyes bored into mine, and a wave of awe washed over me when finally my brain finally comprehended that this was actually happening, that this beautiful, strong creature in front of me was all mine.

"Bedroom." I whispered softly to him. He responded with a wicked smirk. I'd read somewhere that delaying the pleasure would make the eventuality even more extreme... and after two years of foreplay this was going to be one hell of an experience.

Edward brought his fingers to his lips and sucked one digit into his mouth and his eyes closed followed by a growl erupting from him. "Fuck, you're exquisite Bella."

He pulled me from the counter top as my legs wrapped securely around his waist. I dove in to taste his mouth as his hips thrust up into mine, grinding his cock against me. It seemed like Edward had been hiding a potty mouth from me... and what a wicked mouth it was. I smirked when a fleeting thought entered my mind about how no-one else knew just what my Edward was like behind closed doors.

He was kissing his way along my neck and I whimpered when he caressed my sweet spot with his tongue.

I was so enraptured with him that I barely registered us moving, but suddenly I realised we were in my bedroom. It sent a thrill through me, realising he was using his vampire abilities while we were so intimately entwined, like he was trusting himself.

I released my legs from around his waist and slid to the floor, holding onto his shoulders to remain standing.

Edward ran his hands up my sides and placed them either side of my face, his lips lightly caressing mine. He pulled back slightly to look into my eyes.

"I swore to you I would never break another promise to you. We promised each other we'd wait till our wedding night. I'm keeping that promise."

I felt like the ground had been ripped from underneath me. Was he seriously just going to leave, now!

I realised he could sense my anguish, but instead of comforting me he just smiled cockily.

"But, my Bella, even though we won't be having sex tonight... you're still gonna come so hard you'll be feeling it for weeks."

Seriously... go double duct tape my old Edward 'cos there's no way I'm letting this one go! Where before, Edward could make my heart soar and my knees weak from just a smile, this unbridled, lust filled Edward made my heart beat like a jack rabbit, my knees dissolve and jolts of pure pleasure rush straight to my core.

I grasped his hair with my hands as my body caught up to my mind and pulled him to me in a searing kiss. As I seemingly forgot his vampire nature I went to manoeuvre my tongue into his mouth but he stopped me by pushing our tongues back into my mouth and throwing us down to the bed, my hands suddenly pinned by my head at the wrists. Edward broke our kiss and looked down at me with a devious glint in his eye.

Fuck, fuck, dominant Edward... he's never been so forceful... and oh fuck do I love it!!! Hmm, is a potty mouth contagious?

His hands never moved from my wrists as he dragged his tongue down over my collar bone, across my chest and up to the other side of my neck. He brought his lips to my ear where he whispered huskily, "Do you have any idea how much I want you right now Isabella?"

The use of my full name used to piss me off... used in this context however... God damn fuck, it was beyond hot. I was assaulted by a wave of emotions all at once. Awe and shock at how this beautiful creature was mine and how he wanted me all to himself. I felt a small undercurrent of fear. The fear that he may end up regretting his actions tonight and also fear that maybe I was dreaming this whole scenario to give some relief to my lust addled mind. But there was also the gratitude and love I felt for him for giving himself to me in this way but knowing how I could ask him to stop whenever I wanted and not feel embarrassed or ashamed as most girls might in any normal relationship. Pft, normal! If I didn't know better I'd definitely be wondering if some supernatural powers were at work here because these feelings were definitely not normal! They couldn't be. Surely the simple touch of a man making you feel like every nerve ending was alive and every kiss making your heart race and your mind shut down couldn't be normal?! Okay, so my 'man' wasn't just a man. Maybe it was his heightened sense of touch and his acute perception that made every touch and kiss beyond perfection.

I'd obviously been lost in the wave of emotions the feelings brought forth for a few seconds as when I focussed on Edward's face again he was smirking at me in the way he always did when he dazzled me into a near intoxicated state.

'Time to turn the tables', I thought to myself and wrapped my legs tighter around his waist, grinding myself against him as I spoke. "I can definitely feel what I do to you... but I want to see what I do to you."

Hell he'd seen me basically naked, this outfit leaving hardly anything to the imagination, and as they say, all's fair in love and war, a little tit for tat, I'll show you mine if you... yeah you get the idea!

When I opened that bag earlier today I never would have dreamed this would be how my day was ending up... I wouldn't have allowed myself to dream it.

I ran my hands down the buttons on the shirt he was wearing and pulled them apart, buttons flying in every direction, hitting inanimate objects... wow, maybe I was stronger than I thought, but then again, Edward probably could have ripped my shirt open with just a breath from between his perfect lips... had I been wearing one that is. Edward removed the remains of his shirt, a grin adorning his perfect features.

Is God trying to punish me? If so send me straight to Hell, I'd go willingly if this was my reward! Edward stood at the foot of my bed, between my parted legs, jeans slung low on his hips, belt and button undone, 'huh, maybe my hands had a mind of their own... at least we were on the same path', but besides the jeans that showed a sliver of pale but toned hip bone above the waistband, besides the tousled bronze hair and smirk... was the black wife beater that stretched across his chest, leaving his muscled arms exposed.

The air left my lungs on a shaky breath and I captured my bottom lip in between my teeth briefly to stop the moan that threatened to follow. He grasped the bottom of his shirt and pulled it over his head with the air and grace of a GQ model who was preparing for a shoot and my first thought was to wonder, yet again, what I had done in a previous life to deserve the man currently preparing to worship my body.

I sat up, my eyes level with his chest and ran my fingers over the muscles of his abdomen, watching the way they danced under my touch. I leant forward and pressed my lips against his skin, moving upwards to caress his chest with my tongue and lips. I stood before him and turned him, pushing him back slightly so he sat on the bed. I placed my hands on his chest and moved to straddle him, my knees on either side of his thighs. This position made me slightly taller than him and as I rested my forehead against his he moved his hand into my hair and pulled my lips to his, kissing them reverently. It was amazing how quickly we'd gone from hot and heavy to soft and sensual. His lips brushed mine in barely there kisses as I moved one hand from its position on his shoulder, down to the open belt and grasped the zipper in between my fingers, sliding it down, the metallic sound seeming unnaturally loud in the silence of the room save for our shared breaths. I decided it would be better to feel what Edward had been hiding from me before I confronted it head on, pun not intended... okay so maybe it was. I dipped my hand into the opening of his jeans and inside to find he was going commando and a thrill shot through me as skin met skin.

Fuck he was so thick and hard. I should have been worried about how on earth he was going to fit but in that moment all I could feel was pleasure as I wrapped my fingers around him and he closed his eyes and let out the most erotic groan I'd ever heard. Just seeing him in pleasure made a rush of desire shoot straight to my core. Our lips parted against each other and a whimper escaped my lips as I felt my way down his shaft and up again.

"Fuck baby... you're so hard." I whimpered.

His head dropped to my chest as a shudder rippled through him and his hands came up to pull the tie behind my neck, pulling the bra away from my chest. His mouth descended upon my right nipple, his tongue caressing the peak. Thank god his tongue was impenetrable; it felt like my nipples could cut glass right about now.

And we were back to hot and heavy.

I ran my hand that wasn't currently stroking his cock, up to the back of his head and into his hair, holding him to my chest. I felt ready to explode and as I ran my hand up to the tip of his cock I felt the pre cum and massaged it around the head. His mouth released my breast and he looked up at me with raw desire in his eyes. He wrapped his arms around me as he turned us so I was once again pinned beneath him. He rested his weight on one arm beside my head as the other hand trailed down my body, starting at my clavicle.

It was then I realised why he kept changing from heated, passionate attacks on my body, to reverent, delicate caresses; he was testing himself, maintaining his control but pushing it out ever so slightly each time to see how much he could control it, never going so far that he couldn't come back from it... never allowing the beast within to take control. I knew in that instant if he decided to stop now, as much as the ache would reside for hours, maybe even days, I wouldn't show any signs of disappointment. We had already gone further that I'd ever imagined he'd allow before the wedding night. My love for him in that moment was more intense than I'd ever felt. If these new experiences caused this swelling of my feelings for him, and my desperation and love for him would only intensify when I was changed... I almost couldn't fathom it... it was beyond words.

I reached up to cup his cheek in my palm, running the palm over his lips.

"I love you so much Edward... you're everything to me." I whispered to him softly.

He pressed a kiss to my fingertips and smiled down at me. "You're my reason for being Bella, I can't survive without you. Being with you like this... it's easier than I thought... it feels so natural."

"That's 'cos it is baby... we were meant for each other... being with you, loving you, is easier than breathing for me." I replied softly.

He bent down, capturing my lips in a searing kiss as his hands deftly unclasped the garter belt from the stockings... again I was more than grateful for the supernatural manual dexterity of those fingers.

He ran his fingers over the top of the thong, grasping it softly in his fingers before dragging it down off my hips along with the bra seeing as the two were attached.

I was bare before him save for the pair of thigh high stockings and heels, but in that moment I couldn't find it in myself to be self-conscious. The look of awe and lust in his eyes dissolved any embarrassment I may have felt.

"I think we need to even up the playing field a bit, don't you think Mr. Cullen?" I smiled devilishly, and the corner of his mouth twitched up in a smirk at the way I addressed him. 'Hmm, mental note for later, come up with some fantasies that involve me calling him Mr. Cullen again. He really seems to like that.'

I pushed myself up on my elbows, waiting for him to proceed, noticing how my new position pushed my breasts up and out... apparently so did Edward. Never let it be said that he's not observant. I smirked and darted my eyes to his partially open jeans and back up again to meet his eyes.

I sat up and placed my hands on his waist, my fingers splayed over the skin as I pressed butterfly kisses to his cool stomach, feeling the muscles twitch beneath my lips, and something else twitch lower down.

'Right Bella, time to man up... or rather woman up' I thought to myself as I moved my fingers to open his jeans the rest of the way. I pulled them down over his hips as they dropped to the floor.

His cock sprang free, hard and straining towards me as an involuntary sigh left my lips at the sight of him. He was beautiful... there was no other word for it, but then again, every other part of him was, so why should I have expected anything less?

I managed to tear my eyes away from the sight before me as I looked up to meet his heated gaze.

"Can I touch you?" I whispered. I realised I'd already had my hand around his cock, but when he was so exposed like this it was all so new and so much more intimate and I wanted to savour each and every second of it, knowing that we wouldn't get another chance to have a first touch. Every time he touched a new part of my skin I burned it to my memory. I would not forget those feelings, no matter how much the bloodlust would rule my senses. I couldn't.

He nodded, his eyes never leaving mine. I didn't need to look where my hand was going, it was like I had cock-nav, my hand automatically programmed where to go, and I wanted to see the look on his face. His eyes closed as I tentatively ran the back of my finger down the underside of his cock and as I reached the bottom I wrapped my fingers around him, stroking back up.

His teeth caught his bottom lip between them, something I did on a regular basis and wondered how many our mannerisms had worn off on each other?

I stood, my hand never leaving his cock as his eyes opened, and again I marvelled at how the shoes made me eye level with him, and continued pumping him, my mouth moving to his ear where I traced my tongue along the outer shell, my other hand coming up to cup the other side of his face.

"How does it feel baby?" I whispered.

"Unbelievable Bella... so warm, never felt..." he trailed off with a groan as his clenched fists came up to rest on my back, one hand moving to the back of my neck and opening to pull my neck gently to the side where he trailed his lips up. I silently begged him to kiss me there, hard, to leave a mark. I wanted it, wanted an outward sign of our passion for each other. Luckily living in Forks where it was cold most of the time, wearing a scarf around Charlie wouldn't be something unusual.

He moved his lips ever so slightly and started a gentle tugging on my neck with his lips as jolts of pleasure shot straight from my neck to my core.

Couldn't read my mind my ass... but then again, it was as though he knew my body's every desire anyway.

I tightened my grip on his cock as the pleasure coursed through me, and I felt the groan leave his lips and wash over my skin.

I felt the air shift around us and suddenly we were lying on my bed and I couldn't help the small, soft laugh that escaped my lips as he hovered over me and a smile adorned his features. I rolled us, so he was beneath me and straddled his thighs and leant over him, my hair falling in a curtain around our heads, our foreheads touching.

"I just want to feel you Edward." I sighed as I wrapped my hand around his cock and moved my hips above him to slide the head through my folds. A cry escaped my lips at the feel of him brushing against my entrance... one tiny thrust is all it would take but I couldn't do that to him... to us. I slid the head forward to brush over my clit, the hard flesh rubbing against it sensuously.

"Fuck Bella... I can't take much more." He panted out. He moved his fingers to where our bodies were connected and thrust two of his fingers inside of me, my body arched up at the intrusion but immediately sunk down, trying to get his fingers deeper. My body rose as I arched, my head thrown back in ecstasy, my fist pumping him, the tip of his cock brushing my clit with every stroke.

Our cries filled the empty room as I begged him, "God Edward, I have to…I can't…"

"Come for me Bella… I need to… need to feel you."

"Yes Edward... fuck... yes..." my words ceased on a silent scream as my body froze as I came violently, my pussy twitching around his fingers, my whole body convulsing as the pleasure wracked through me and I barely registered the feel of his release landing on my stomach, only the look of pure pleasure and awe on his face as he came a few seconds after me.

I collapsed on him, his arms wrapped around me and my legs still straddling his thighs as I fought to catch my breath as the white noise in my mind gave way to the sound of my heavy breathing. His fingers brushed my damp hair away as he placed a soft kiss to my forehead with trembling lips.

I could barely move, my body felt like lead weight, but I lifted myself enough to look at his face.

"Are you okay?" it was barely more than the motion of my lips but he heard it.

"Perfect." He replied.

"Me too." I whispered, the words actually leaving my lips this time as I kissed him softly.

"Thank you for trusting me, for showing me I can control myself more than I gave myself credit for."

No more words were needed in that moment. Nothing else mattered as we lay there in the tangled sheets, one of my stockings down around my calf, evidence of our mutual release upon our bodies, hair in disarray, because we knew each other so well, were so comfortable with who we were... and it still wouldn't matter when I awoke because our trust and love in and for each other was our guiding light, and would be for our forever.


So, what did you think? Let me know. All you gotta do is click that little button and you'll make me a very happy woman... now if you were to send me a naked Edwars i'd be even happier... it can even be the duct taped Edward he's seemingly left behind in this fic... Bella's sure as hell not using him,i'm sure we can teach each other a thing or two!

Oh an i really hope everyone who's reading had been to see 'Remember Me'... i was blown away, i still get gooesbumps and shivers when i think about it, and yes i cried.

Plus, RPattz sex.... HOT!!!!! Fuel for the fantasy!