A/N: Thanks to SorceressCirce for beta'ing.

Hope y'all are enjoying this project as much as I am.


Edward was writhing under Jasper's touch, panting for breath and moaning whenever Jasper hit a particularly sensitive spot.

"Jasper, please... stop teasing me," he groaned when Jasper once again skipped over his straining cock and instead kissed the inside of his other thigh.

Edward's fingers clenched and unclenched around the slats of the headboard where Jasper had put them after firmly ordering, "Keep them there, or else." Part of him wanted to find out what Jasper would do if he disobeyed, but another part - mainly his aching cock - very much wanted to do as he was told, so that Jasper would finally be able to get properly acquainted with it.

Jasper chuckled, his eyes flickering up to Edward's as if making sure he was behaving himself. Edward's hips bucked a little when he saw Jasper's storm-blue eyes and felt his breath wash over the wet tip of his dick.

"Please, Jasper, just..." he begged. He needed this - needed the connection he'd been so often denied over the past three weeks.

It hadn't been Jasper's fault, though; Edward had to admit that, at least. It felt as if every single time he was with Jasper, something would come up, interrupting their time together - most often when they were trying to be more intimate.

That something came in the form of one Peter Swan.

Not tonight, though. Edward knew that Jasper had made quite sure that Peter knew not to call and that Bella had a babysitter. Nothing was going to disturb them tonight. It'd just be him and Jasper, finally rounding third base - maybe even going for a homerun, if he was lucky.

And god, did he want to get lucky!

Jasper grinned, then slowly - oh, so slowly - ran the flat of his tongue from the base of Edward's shaft to its head. Edward moaned loudly at the pressure from Jasper's tongue ring on his cock, and he had to fight really hard to keep his hands where they were. When Jasper traced his tongue around the rim, Edward let loose with a stream of oaths, followed by, "Oh, god..." when Jasper teased his leaking slit with the ring.

Edward pleaded over and over, "Please, Jasper, please, please," until Jasper finally took him into his warm, wet mouth in a painstakingly slow manner. It had been so long since Edward had received good head - and Jasper was the first guy he'd been with who had a tongue ring. He had to admit that it felt damn good, and he couldn't imagine going without it anymore.

Edward could feel the pressure building inside of him as Jasper licked, sucked, and teased him to the brink. All he could think of was the pleasure Jasper was bringing him - hell, he couldn't even really think about that either. It felt too damn good.

And then it all came to a crashing halt as "Brown Eyed Girl" rang out, causing Jasper - who had been mid-suck - to clamp down a little too hard as he jumped at the sound, which in turn caused Edward to yelp in pain.

"Mother fucker!" Jasper growled as he scrambled over Edward to reach his phone.

Edward had curled himself protectively into the fetal position, whimpering and cursing under his breath. Between Jasper accidentally biting him and yet another case of blue balls, he fucking hurt. Jasper shot him an apologetic look, whispering, "Are you okay?" even as he hit the accept call button.

Edward nodded, waving him off. He barely paid any attention to the call as he tried to focus on lessening the pain he was in right then. He was brought out of his attempts by Jasper saying, "You're what? Are you fucking kidding me right now, Pete?"

Edward sat up cautiously, scooting back until he was resting against the headboard. Jasper ran a hand agitatedly through his hair as he listened to Peter's response. All Edward could hear was a loud, angry buzzing sound coming from the phone. He wondered what was going on and if everything was okay with Bella, which he knew to be Jasper's primary concern.

He placed his hand on Jasper's neck, rubbing it gently as he watched. Jasper glanced over at him, giving him another apologetic look as well as an appreciative smile. Edward smiled back, squeezing Jasper's neck lightly to let him know he was okay - just concerned about Jasper.

Jasper pinched the bridge of his nose, making Edward's lips twitch in spite of himself - it was a habit Jasper had picked up from Edward during the time they'd been seeing each other. Jasper huffed, "Fine! But you-"

He didn't get to finish his sentence, as apparently Peter had hung up on him. Edward watched as Jasper stared incredulously at his phone for a moment before shaking his head. When Jasper turned to look at him, Edward knew their plans for the night were canceled. "You have to go, don't you?" he sighed in resignation.

Jasper shook his head, looking a little sheepish. "Err...no, actually, I don't."

Edward's eyes widened in surprise, a lazy grin forming over his lips as he said, "Really?"

Jasper bit his lip as he scratched the back of his head. "Yeah...Pete's bringing Bella over here, instead."

Edward blinked. "What? When?"

Edward glanced at the clock, seeing that it was not even six in the evening. Surely they could still go through with at least some of their plans. He felt his cock twitch at the prospect of getting off, even though he was still smarting a bit from Jasper's biting him earlier. His thoughts were interrupted, however, by a knock on the door, followed by a persistent ringing of the doorbell.

"Now?" Jasper said in an apologetic tone.

Edward groaned, banging his head back against the wall a couple of times as he muttered under his breath, cursing the likes of Peter Swan for always and forever coming between them. He was beginning the think the man had a sixth sense when it came to everything Jasper. He certainly appeared to have an uncanny knack for spoiling all of their fun.

Jasper got up, quickly donning a pair of pajama pants and a t-shirt. "I'm sorry, Edward...I-"

Another knock was followed by another round of Peter leaning on the doorbell. With a frustrated growl, Jasper hurried out of his bedroom and yelled, "Alright, alright, I'm coming! Hold your horses, already!"

Edward glowered at the door, muttering, "You would have been coming in the foreseeable future..."

With a frustrated sigh, he decided he might as well get dressed, too, since it was obvious their plans for the night had changed. He eyed his jeans warily, then after a moment's indecision decided that he wasn't going to even try to get in them. Not with a case of blue balls - not to mention the biting incident from earlier. Besides, the fabric'd be too rough against his skin.

He briefly entertained the idea of taking a shower and rubbing one off to alleviate the discomfort he was feeling, but he didn't feel right doing so, knowing that Jasper's kid was now in the house. Blood or no blood, he thought, Bella was Jasper's daughter of the heart, and that shit would just be wrong.

Instead, he walked to his overnight bag, pulled out his pajama pants, and gingerly stepped into them, hissing softly when he accidentally brushed his knuckles against his groin. He pulled the shirt he'd been wearing earlier over his head before stepping out into the hallway. He could hear Jasper talking heatedly with someone. He was attempting to keep his voice down, presumably so as not to upset little Bella, who was sitting on the floor by the coffee table as she played with her doll.

Edward couldn't help but smile at the sight of Bella as she quietly sang. He hadn't met her yet, but he'd seen plenty of pictures of her over the past few weeks. She was very cute, her long brown hair cascading down her back in wavy curls. She was wearing a dark blue overall dress with a cream-colored turtleneck underneath.

She didn't appear to pay the adults in the room any mind as she played with her doll - Bree, as Edward overheard her call the toy.

Edward turned his attention to Jasper and Peter, whose voices were rising steadily as they argued. Edward walked up to Jasper, placing his hand on the small of his back in quiet support. He both felt and saw Jasper relax minutely at the contact.

Peter, on the other hand, glared at Edward, his jaw working repeatedly as if he were dying to say something to Edward. The two of them hadn't met before either, and it was obvious to Edward that Peter was sizing him up.

Edward, for his part, took the opportunity to observe Peter and the interaction between him and Jasper.

Peter was handsome enough, to be sure. Edward could definitely see why Jasper had been attracted to him in the first place. But the more he saw and heard, the happier he was that Jasper had broken up with the guy - and not just because it had opened the door for them to get together. He genuinely liked Jasper and wanted him to be happy. Peter was far too petty and controlling for Edward's liking. After all, he should know. Hadn't he dated Caius?

"You can't keep doing this, Pete," Jasper hissed. "I told you I had plans for today!"

Peter all but growled. "What the hell else am I supposed to do when I have to go to work and the sitter calls in sick? You're the one who promised Bells that you'd still be a part of her life - you're the one that chose to leave, not me."

"You know full well-" Jasper started, his voice apparently louder than he intended because he winced and continued in a slightly more subdued manner, "You know why, Peter. And yes, I know I said that, but that doesn't mean you can take advantage-"

Peter stepped forward, his eyes narrowing as he pointed at Jasper. Edward bristled slightly when Peter hissed, "You wanna play daddy, you take the responsibility that comes with it as well. Be glad that I'm allowing you-!"

Edward clenched his jaw as he tried to keep his temper in check. The hand he held on Jasper's back pressed harder into the other man's skin, while his free hand balled into a fist. Edward longed to clock Peter for his words - and his actions. What he'd said was a low-blow; he knew how precious that little girl was to Jasper, and for Peter to threaten that bond...

"Don't you dare..." Edward said in a low voice, hyper aware that Bella was near.

Peter rounded on Edward at once. "You stay out of this. This is none of your business."

Jasper stepped between the two men, placing his hand on Peter's chest as he pushed the other man back none too gently. His voice was even and hard as he said, "I thought you had to run, Peter? Late for work, weren't you? Leave. I'll take care of Bella, and I'll drop her off at your place tomorrow."

Peter glared at both of them, then pointed a finger at Edward, though he directed his words at Jasper. "I don't want your latest boy-toy anywhere near my daughter."

Edward gaped. He'd heard both the implied threat - and the innuendo that Jasper slept around a lot. Jasper inhaled sharply, and Edward assumed Jasper understood Peter's meaning, too. Jasper turned to Edward and in a calm voice asked him, "Babe, would you take Bella to the kitchen and get her something to drink while I finish up with Pete here?"

Edward nodded, knowing that it would be better to do as Jasper asked; he wasn't at all sure if he'd be able to stay calm, otherwise. He heard Peter start to object, but Jasper cut over him, saying, "No, Pete. You should've thought of that before you called and interrupted my plans. Who I have here is none of your business anymore."

Edward tried to ignore the rest of the conversation as he walked up to the little girl who was still playing with her doll. He ached a little when he overheard her telling Bree in a quiet voice, "Shh, it'll be okay, Bree...Papa and Daddy'll stop fighting soon. It's not your fault... Don't cry, Bree..."

Bella was hugging the doll to her, petting her hair and trying to comfort her. Bella sounded like she was on the verge of tears herself, and it nearly killed Edward to see it. He knelt down next to her and smiled gently. He kept his voice as pleasant as he could and said, "Hello Bella, I'm Edward, your daddy's friend."

Bella eyed him warily, clutching the doll just a little tighter to her body. "Hi," she whispered, glancing briefly to her fathers, who still stood arguing by the door.

The sadness in her eyes broke Edward's heart as she looked back at him. Children should be happy, he thought with a soft sigh. He smiled again, hoping to set little Bella at ease. "Your daddy asked me to get you something to drink. Want to come to the kitchen with me and help me find you one?" He leaned in a little closer and whispered, "Maybe you can show me where he hides the soda, and we can both sneak one in? What do you say?"

Bella frowned at him and in all seriousness said, "Daddy doesn't let me have sodiepops. You shouldn't have them either."

Crap, he thought. He'd known Jasper wasn't much for sodas, but he'd banked on Bella liking the sugary drinks just like most other kids did. He ran his hands through his hair and sighed. "Well, why don't you show me what you are allowed to have?"

Bella nodded her response, her eyes still serious as she looked closely at Edward. It unnerved him a little. Should kids be this serious at her age? Bella got to her feet, still holding Bree in both her arms as she frowned up at Edward. "You should brush your hair, you know. You've got bedhead."

Edward's eyes went wide as blood rushed to his cheeks. He followed her into the kitchen, where she climbed up onto a stool and watched him as he raided the fridge. Figuring he should probably try to stay in the girl's good graces - even if she was only six years old - he asked her if she wanted a snack to go with the glass of orange juice he'd just given her.

Bella rolled her eyes and let out a dramatic sigh, holding out Bree in front of her so she could properly commiserate with the doll. She stage-whispered, "He doesn't know anything, does he, Bree?" She turned to look at him and, with another heavy sigh, said, "I'm not supposed to have snacks just before dinner, duh."

"Oh," Edward said, taken aback. He wasn't quite sure what to make of Bella, but he had the distinct feeling that things weren't going too well between them. He was starting to wonder what was taking Jasper so long, wishing the other man would be done already and join them. Being on his own with the girl didn't appear to be a good thing.

Part of him really didn't like that. He wanted for Bella to like him because she was important to Jasper, but so far all he'd done was make the child look down on him.

Thankfully, he heard the front door slam, and not too long after that, Jasper walked into the kitchen. As soon as he stepped into the room, Edward could tell that Jasper had to work to put a smile on his face as he walked toward his daughter. He wrapped his arms around her as she sat on her stool, kissing the top of her head, before saying softly, "Hey, baby girl. You ready to hang out with me and Edward tonight?"

Bella hugged him back tightly, but then she looked up at him with those serious, brown eyes of hers, frowning. "Daddy?" she said softly.

"Yes, pumpkin?" Jasper said, brushing her hair from her face and stroking her cheek with his thumb.

Her frown deepened as she motioned for Jasper to lean down so she could whisper in his ear, "Is Edward why Papa was so mad today?"

Jasper's eyes flashed to Edward's over Bella's head, a pained expression in them as he sighed. Edward lowered his gaze and leaned back against the counter, his hands clutching at the edge even though he wanted nothing more than to step up to Jasper and hold him. He heard Jasper sigh and kiss Bella on the top of her head again.

"No, sweetheart. I don't think so. What made you think that?" he said, though they both knew that that was only partially true.

Bella shrugged her small shoulders and mumbled, "'Cause Papa said...things. He used bad words..."

Edward's eyes locked with Jasper's - Edward's wide with surprise, Jasper's narrowed with anger. Jasper hugged his little girl tighter in his arms. His voice was a bit strained as he assured her everything was alright and that Edward was his good friend. Jasper looked at Edward again, biting his lip as if contemplating something.

Edward suddenly had a twisted feeling in his gut that made him quite forget everything about blue balls and the argument with Peter earlier. His worries were confirmed as Jasper pulled far enough away from Bella to look down at her, tilting the girl's chin up with his finger as he said, "Bella, would it be okay if Edward stayed and spent some time with us?"

Bella frowned again, her lips pursing slightly as she glanced at Edward pensively. Jasper, for his part, shot Edward another apologetic look. Edward could understand why Jasper had asked, but it hurt all the same to know that he might be excluded should Bella decline the option. Suddenly, their night had gone from 'Jasper and Edward' to 'Jasper, Edward, and Bella' to 'Jasper and Bella...and maybe Edward'.

Edward tried hard to keep the hurt from showing on his face, but he wasn't at all sure how successful he was - especially not when Bella once again turned to look at Jasper with those serious eyes and shook her head. Edward's heart plummeted, and he made to walk out of the kitchen when Bella said, "Edward doesn't have to leave, Daddy. That would hurt his feelings, and we don't do that, do we?" She shot a glance at Edward before looking back at Jasper. "I don't mind. It would make you happy if he stayed."

Edward once again stared wide-eyed at Jasper. He had no idea what to make of Bella anymore, but she certainly was an insightful child. He didn't think he'd ever before met a child quite like her, and he was sure he wasn't likely to do so ever again, either.

Jasper smiled at him, then at Bella as he said, "Yes, Pumpkin, it would make me happy if he would stay."

Jasper's eyes cut to Edward again, who hadn't missed the invitation in Jasper's words to Bella. He grinned, nodding. He would stay, and hopefully the three of them would be able to form a bond of their own.

Edward cleared his throat as he stepped up to them and placed a hand on the small of Jasper's back, smiling. "So, Bella, what would you like for dinner then, since you said you weren't allowed any snacks this close to mealtime?"


A/N: So how did y'all like the way naelany continued with the story? If you don't know who naelany is, well, I don't know how you wouldn't know her... She writes her own stories such as At the Deep End, but she also is half of Whitlock-Masen that writes the phenomenal fic Marked. You can link to naelany's fics from our profile! Up next week we'll see what sorts of twists and turns Fiberkitty can whip up!