Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, obviously.
Warning: This fic contains a male/male relationship. It is rated M for lemons. You have been warned! All human.

This is the longest chapter so far! Hope you enjoy it!

Playing for the Same Team
Chapter Four

It seems like just a moment later and Jasper is back. I open my eyes to look at him blearily and he's in my face, looking into my eyes intently. It looks like he's searching for something. Eventually he seems to make up his mind and he carefully lifts me up to cradle me in his arms. "You're looking really bad, Edward. I'm going to take you to the emergency room." All I can do is moan back at him and I shove my face into his shoulder. The light is blinding me.

He sets off at a quick, but steady pace so that I'm not being jostled. If I weren't in the predicament that I'm in, I would be ecstatic to be in his arms like this.

"Jasper! Edward! What in the world are you doing?" I can hear Jake's voice from down the hallway. I can tell he is walking toward us by the sound of his voice getting louder. I turn my head around slowly to look at him and he is staring at us incredulously. "It's business hours!" He hisses out and looks behind him to make sure no one else is seeing this.

"Jacob, I'm taking Edward to the emergency room. He hit his head on the underside of my desk. I think he might have a concussion," he glances down at me.

"The underside of your- Jasper what was he doing down there!" He is now glancing between the two of us. "You two can't be doing that during work! What if someone catches you?" Once again, I am very glad that I'm friends with the boss. I have a feeling that this is not how a normal boss would react if he thought one of his employees was performing fellatio on another employee during paid time.

"Relax, Jake," I manage to whine before I have to shut my mouth. Suddenly I'm not feeling all that well. I groan and turn into Jasper's shoulder again.

"He fell out of the chair when I startled him in the doorway," Jasper says in my defense, but I can feel the smirk in his voice.

Jake chuckles a bit. "Oh, is that all? Yeah, poor thing has no idea how to use those spinney desk chairs. It's not the first time he's fallen out of one." I groan loudly at him, nausea be damned, and he chuckles at me. I think I can hear a smirk in his voice too. I realize he knows who I had been with yesterday and I know he'll be right there teasing the hell out of me about this whenever I'm back to work.

Jasper continues his way toward the exit and I look over his shoulder to see Jake staring back at me. He winks and gives me a 'thumbs up' before yelling to Jasper. "Take care of him for me, Jasper!" I groan while Jasper chuckles and replies, "Oh, I'll be sure to take real good care of him, don't you worry." I swear I can hear Jake laughing halfway out to the parking lot. Yep. Never going to hear the end of this one.

When we reach his truck, Jasper carefully balances me as he unlocks the door and then sets me in the seat. He leans it back as far as it goes for me, but it really isn't much. He doesn't have an extended cab, so there's nowhere for the seat to go, really…

He grimaces. "Sorry 'bout the mess. I wasn't really expecting anyone." He shuffles things around on the floor so I'll have more room for my feet. It's obvious that he doesn't have many passengers frequenting his truck.

He has to lean over me as he goes to fasten my seat belt, and even in my current state of mind, I can feel my pulse race. It certainly isn't helping the pounding headache that has started to develop. I close my eyes and snuggle into the seat as far as I can get. He places a quick kiss on my forehead and gets into the driver side.

I'm a little nervous about the ride there, but Jasper drives nice and slow. He glances over to me every few minutes, but I don't say anything. I feel like if I open my mouth right now, a bit more than words might come out, so I keep my lips sealed. He doesn't say anything either and the quiet helps calm be headache a little.

It's a pretty short drive and when we arrive, he comes around to life me out of the seat and back into his arms. I feel so comfortable there.

He carries me to check in and the receptionist sounds a little surprised to see me being carried like that. When Jasper tells her what happened, she moves us up the line and promises that we will be seen as soon as possible.

He carries me over to a chair in the waiting area and shifts to hold me upright in his lap. I rest my chin against his shoulder and bury my face in the side of his neck. I don't care how it looks to everyone. My head feels like it's about to fucking explode and being able to curl up to Jasper makes me feel a bit safer.

After only a few minutes, someone comes over to escort us into a room. I think she tries to convince Jasper to put me into a wheelchair, but Jasper refuses. He carries me all the way to the room and deposits me gently onto the paper lining of the doctor's table.

Jasper stands there awkwardly for a moment, like he isn't quite sure what to do. When he turns to leave, I reach out and grab his hand. He isn't fucking going anywhere.

My doctor barges in and Jasper releases my hand to go and sit in the chair in the corner of the room. The doctor begins to ask a lot of questions about what happened and I'm grateful that Jasper answers most of them.

I wish he could do the whole damn examination for me when we get to my part. The doctor begins by asking me to remember some words (coffee, bicycle and eight), which isn't difficult, but then forces me to stand. He makes me walk (stumble more like) around the small room once before I am allowed to sit back down. Fortunately he doesn't seem terribly worried about my performance in that part.

Afterward, he shines his light into my eyes (which causes me to growl loudly at the poor man). My eyes are so sensitive right now, it is like looking at the damn sun. After a few more short tests in which he looks into my ears and tests my hearing and reflexes, he lets me relax again.

"Well, Edward," he starts, scribbling on a piece of paperwork, "it certainly seems like you got lucky. You have a very minor concussion and there shouldn't be any lasting damage. Just in case, though, I can't let you stay the night by yourself. Do you have anyone to look after you at home?" He looks at me expectantly and I can see Jasper staring at me intently from his chair in the corner of the room. I can tell he'd like to know the answer to that, himself. It makes me hopeful. Maybe he does want to be with me.

I think I even blush a little as I reply. "No, no. I don't have anyone at home…" I trail off.

"I see," the doctor says. "Well, If you don't have anyone there to look after you, you're going to need to stay overnight for observation. I'm sure you'll be just fine, but in case something happens, someone needs to be there for you."

I groan and refrain from flumping back onto the table. My head is finally pounding at a dull roar and I don't need it to flare back up on me.

It's silent for a moment before Jasper speaks up. "Don't worry about it, Doc. I'll look after him. It's sort-of my fault he's here in the first place, anyway." We both stare at him for a few seconds, albeit the doctor's look was a little less open-mouthed.

"Are you sure?" He asks of Jasper, "it's going to be some work. You're going to have to wake him up every few hours to make sure he's doing okay…"

My mind trails off as the doctor continues to talk to Jasper. I can't believe his is offering to take care of me. That has to mean something, doesn't it? I hope it means he cares about me… After a moment I realize someone is calling my name.

I snap my head back to the doctor and he is quick to put the light back into my eyes. "Are you sure you're feeling okay, Edward," he asks me. I nod.

"I'm fine. I'm just a little tired. My mind was just wandering for a moment." He seems to accept this. He hands me a few pills and a cup of water and I don't hesitate in taking them. "It's just Tylenol," he informs me. "You can take Tylenol as you need to until you're feeling better, but no aspirin!"

He holds his hand out to me and I grasp it so he can help pull me up. I'm still feeling a little weak in the knees, but I don't even have time to sway on my feet before I am being lifted back into Jasper's arms.

The doctor eyes us suspiciously for a moment before turning to Jasper. "No strenuous activity," He says firmly. "If he is feeling better tomorrow, he can do whatever he pleases. Although I would recommend taking the day off of work. Until then, he's to rest."

Jasper chuckles softly and agrees. I just bury my face into his shoulder again. My face is burning and I definitely don't want my doctor to see it.

As Jasper walks us back to the truck, I can't help but think of everything he is doing for me. It certainly feels like he cares, but I just can't tell. I wish I had the guts to just come out and ask him.

He helps me in and then hops in himself. We've been driving for a few minutes when I turn to him. "You don't have to so this for me Jasper," I whisper. I hope he realizes that I am talking about more than just looking after me. He pauses and seems to make up his mind about something. "I want to, Edward," he says finally. "I want to be the one to take care of you." He says it so quietly, I almost think I imagined it.

We're quiet for the rest of the drive to his place and I allow myself to doze a little.

I wake up from the sound of my door opening and the feeling of being lifted. I open my eyes to look around. There's a decent sized front lawn with just a few trees and bushes that leads up to a brick, ranch-style house.

Jasper unlocks the door and I don't get to see much of the interior because he leads me directly to the bedroom. He pulls out the covers of the bed before depositing me on it and tucking me in.

He kisses me lightly on the lips before pulling away. "Now, get some rest, darlin'." I think my heart skips a beat when he calls me that. It feels so… Intimate. He goes to leave but I catch his hand. He turns around and we just stare at one another for a moment. I don't want him to go. I need him to stay with me.

After a moment he heaves a sigh and crawls on to the opposite side of the bed. He grabs a remote to turn on the tv that is setting on the desk across from himself. I huff loudly and he turns to look at me. "What? You may need the sleep, but it's three in the afternoon! There's no way I'm going to bed this early," He chuckles at me. I just huff again. I scoot across the bed to where he's sitting and snuggle myself into his side. He wraps an arm around me to hold me closer and sleep comes quickly.

I awake the next morning and go to stretch when I realize I'm not alone. My eyes pop open to see Jasper staring back at me. "Good mornin' darlin'," he grins. I realize that at some point during the night I managed to tangle my legs with his. He chuckles as I struggle to pull my legs free from the knot I've made of our limbs and the blankets.

I'm fighting an enormous blush. I can't believe I just slept with Jasper. I mean, we've had sex, but walking up tangled in bed with him is totally different. It's definitely not helping my morning wood situation, to say the least.

I try to keep some blankets held over my crotch as I try to disentangle us and he just laughs at me. He isn't trying to help at all. I actually think he is getting a kick out of watching me struggle, the bastard. When I finally manage to unwrap the last blanket from around my foot, I toss it to the end of the bed and flop back down next to Jasper. I just want to run my hands all over him, but I don't. I'm not really sure what to do.

I hate how I can never quite read situations like this. Or maybe I can read them and I just over-think things too much. Ugh. I'm probably over-thinking this right now…

"How are you feeling," he asks me, bringing me back to the present.

"I feel fine," I answer honestly. "How long did I sleep? You were supposed to wake me up every few hours."

"I did. You seemed fine and were able to answer all of my questions. You were a little more talkative when you were actually asleep though," he grins widely at me.

I groan loudly. Yes, I talk in my sleep. I can only imagine what I said. I know that sleeping in the same bed with him caused me to have some very imaginative dreams all starring Jasper himself. Oh, lord…

"It's ten in the morning, now," Jasper says and I almost freak out. "But I already called us in to work. I told Jacob that you were still sleeping and that I didn't know how you would be feeling today. I didn't know if you'd need my help or not. He was more than happy to let us off," he says finally.

I can tell by his smug face that Jake probably said a little more than Jasper is letting on. I make a mental note to hurt my boss later... I want to talk to Jasper, but I really need a shower first. I'm still in my clothes from yesterday and I feel gross.

I get out of bed and I feel fine standing. The doorway to the master bath is right across the room and I head that way. "I'm going to take a shower," I tell him over my shoulder. I can hear the grin in his voice when he asks if I'll need his help. What a tease. As much as I would like his help, I want to make sure I really am feeling better, so I go it alone.

I undress and step into the shower. My morning wood hasn't gone away, but I don't feel like jerking off in his shower, so I try to ignore it. In turn, it ignores me and refuses to budge. Oh, well.

I don't realize until after I'm done showering that I don't have any clothes to change into and I definitely don't want to change into the clothes I was wearing yesterday. I groan loudly when I realize that I'll have to ask to borrow some of Jasper's. I don't really have any other choice, so I wrap a towel around myself and walk back into his room.

I can tell that the same realization has struck him too and he is in the process of digging some clothes out of his drawers. He has some boxers and a pair of pants on the bed and is currently rifling through some shirts. He stops when he hears the creak of the door and turns to look at me. He freezes.

It takes me a second to realize that he is not staring at my face. My hard-on is still there and has created a nice little tent in the front of the towel without my notice. I blush deeply when his eyes rise to meet mine. He grins at me and saunters over.

"Why, that's a nice tent you've got there, Edward. Think there's any room for me under there too?" He hisses into my ear huskily. Oh, hell yes, there's room! I'm pretty sure that thought doesn't make it to my mouth though, as I fling my arms around his neck and pull him to me and crush our lips together.

Jasper moans against my lips and rips the towel away from my waist. He walks forward into me, forcing me to move backward until my knees hit the edge of the bed and I fall back on to it. He steps back to rake his eyes over my naked body and I can feel myself heating up at his gaze.

He leans down to kiss me, gentler this time, and runs a hand from the beginning of my waist, up over my chest and tweaks a nipple. I moan into his mouth and arch my back into his touch. He begins to kiss his way down my neck, stopping to suck and nip my collar bones lightly. I arch my back into him again and press myself up against him, hoping he'll get the picture. "Patience, Edward," he chuckles at me. I grumble and sink back down onto the bed, only to arch back up when his tongue meets a nipple.

He laves one thoroughly before moving on to the next and I'm not really thinking straight anymore. He's running his hand along the inside of my thigh and I'm getting really close. He hasn't even touched me yet.

I whine at him as he releases my nipple and continues kissing down my abdomen. His breath ghosts along the surface, leaving a trail of goose bumps. He stops when he reaches my navel and dips his tongue in, teasing me for a moment. By the time he starts moving down my goodie trail, I am nearly incoherent. He's so close and I wish he would just stop teasing me already.

I hold my breath when he is finally level with my cock and let it out in a loud groan when he skips right past it, choosing instead to kiss down my thighs. "Jasper!" I manage to whine at him. "Please!" Yep. I am totally not above begging at a time like this.

Jasper chuckles softly into the side of my thigh before taking pity on me. His eyes rise to mine as he licks the fluid off the tip of my cock lightly. I moan loudly and throw my head back, my eyes clenched shut. I'm so sensitive right now and the feeling is intense. I raise my legs over his shoulders and use the backs of my heels to press him closer to me. He smiles and hums, sucking the head into his lips.

I cry out and my hands automatically fist themselves in his hair. He doesn't make me move them, so I try not to pull too hard as I hold on for dear life.

He moves slowly down my length, coating me thoroughly, before taking me all of the way in. When I feel the tip touching the back of his throat, I gasp and thrust lightly into him. Jasper hums in encouragement and I begin to fuck his face as gently as I can under the circumstances. His tongue is moving along my cock with each thrust and his lips create the perfect amount of suction. I force my eyes down to look at him and they meet his. He is watching everything he is doing to me and the thought of him wanting to see me brings me ever closer to the edge.

I have to tear my gaze away when he reaches down to fondle my sack. I am beyond thinking now. I'm pretty sure I'm making some ridiculous noises, but I am beyond caring. It's so fucking good!

Jasper uses his other hand to hold my hips down and begins to suck harder and faster. I'm so close! He sends me crashing violently over the edge and I let out the breath that I didn't even know I was holding in a scream that might have been his name. All I see is white for a moment before everything goes black.

Author's Note: Thanks again for a all of the positive reviews and suggestions, everyone! Really. I means a lot. :)
I made some really minor corrections on a few other chapters when I posted this. Probably nothing you'd notice.
A special shout out goes to Maryhell whose mind thinks very similarly to mine and whose review made me literally laugh out loud. Thank you.
Another shout out goes to Elledille for her very helpful medical advice. Thanks!