Vacation was wonderful, coming back to real life not so much. Been a tough week and I'm glad it's over. This chapter is all about Edward so I hope you enjoy. See the AN below.
Disclaimer: I own nothing Twilight, only the plot and original characters are mine.
Chapter 6 – Growing Up
Edward loved his house. Every time he walked into the yard and stepped on to the wide front porch or relaxed in one of the rockers there, he thanked the family who'd lived here so long ago for taking care of the house so well. It was a one story four room building with white painted wood slats on the outside. Every room had floor to ceiling windows so there was always lots of light and a breeze could blow straight though if you had windows open on two side of the house at once.
Through the woods to the left of the clearing where his little white house sat was his parent's home. A much larger two story house and to the right of his home toward town was Alice's house. It was similar to his but made of brick on the outside.
Their parents had given each of them their own home when they turned twenty one. Alice's house was closer to town because she wanted to be closer to the training center. She was determined to join their father as soon as she was able. Training went quickly for her because of her desire to be the one to find the siblings in the Prophesy.
She had been living a double life for four years now. Inside the city she was Alice Carter. She had worked at several positions trying to get more information on who the siblings could possibly be. Their father knew that Marcus had secret files in his private office and suspected that he knew more about the siblings than he was revealing to his brothers. At one time Carlisle had been a scientist in Voltu working alongside Marcus but something had happened to make him leave. He had never revealed what that something was to either of his children.
Edward walked through the unlocked front door and straight to his favorite part of the house, the kitchen. It was the largest room in the house, open and airy with four huge windows. They were similar to the others in the house but with four there was more light and breeze in this room than there was in any other. With the windows open, he could hear the creek in the nearby woods as the water rushed over the rock bed any time of day or night.
It was especially soothing at night. Edward's bedroom was on the same side of the house as the kitchen. At night, he left the windows open in his room so the rushing sound of the water could sooth and relax him. His bed was close enough that breezes blowing through felt like a caress on his skin.
Looking out the windows his mind drifted to his favorite part of the creek, the deep pools. Some were even deeper than he was tall. On a hot summer day there was nothing better than a dip in the icy cold rushing water.
Thinking about it made Edward plan the rest of his day. He quickly threw a lunch together and grabbed a towel from the bathroom. He left a note for Emmett in case he came by later, telling him where he was headed.
It took Edward a little less than an hour to hike downstream to where his favorite deep pool was. The day had grown warm as the sun made its way straight over head. Here in the deepest part of the woods, the sun's rays were deflected by the tall trees shooting up over the forest, giving it a canopied affect. Small slivers of sunlight left patches on the forest ground as Edward made his way.
Birds and forest animals squeaked and squawked and clicked at Edward causing him to hum a random tune and smile as he went along. It was peaceful here, no one around for miles. Edward knew if he followed the stream far enough, about twenty miles or so, he would come onto the property where the Quileute Indians lived. He'd walked the two day journey with Emmett and his father a time or two. If he headed upstream more than fifty miles was the home of the Denali family, New Seattle.
Edward found the huge flat rocks, stacked one on top of the other that were totally exposed to the sun's rays. He knew he could lay there and dry off after his swim. He placed his towel over the rock and stored his lunch in the shade of a cut out nook under the rocks.
He pulled his shirt up and over his head. Unbuttoned his jeans and let them slide down his long legs. The heat of the day and the humidity underneath the umbrella of trees in the forest brought a sheen of sweat over his body. Edward couldn't wait to feel the ice cold water of the clear stream cool his heated skin.
Edward stepped carefully across the slippery rocks surrounding the creek bed and jumped into the deep swirling eddy. The first contact brought a rush of air from his lungs. He felt the bottom of the creek bed with his toes and knew the water only covered his head by a foot or two. Pushing up with his feet he broke the water laughing. Damn if felt good.
Edward flipped over on his back and floated in the cool sensation. He could lay like that for hours, just feeling the cool water below him and the warmth of the sun on his face, upper body and cock. A warm breeze blew against him causing gooseflesh to break out over his body and leaving his dick feeling like it was being caressed. It started to harden and ache. He ducted down into the chilly water once more splashing loudly for his own enjoyment.
This time when he rose from the water's kiss on his skin, he climbed up onto the top flat rock and stretched out in the sun. The warmth of its rays after the coolness of the water lulled him quickly into a light sleep.
While he dozed, the dream came back, the one with the eyes; those ice blue eyes, as blue as a cloudless sky. They looked at him and it took his breath away. This time the eyes were staring up at him from below, as if the person they belonged to where on their knees. Edward desperately wanted to see the rest of the person the eyes belonged to but he never did. It was always the eyes.
Edward knew what came next; the feeling of heat and wetness on his now straining cock. God he ached and it felt so good when a mouth clamped over him, sucking and licking every part of his now rock hard member.
He reached for him, the one giving him these glorious feelings. Now, Edward knew it was a man bringing him to such heights of passion. When he was younger he thought maybe it was a woman who belonged to the eyes. But now, he knew those ice blue eyes belonged to a man. A man who knew how to turn him inside out and he loved it.
But this time the dream man made sounds. This was new and turned Edward on even more. He moaned as he slurped up Edward's dick and growled deep in his chest when he sucked down hard, raking his teeth gently over the sensitive skin.
The heat was becoming unbearable in Edward's balls. They tightened and started to pull up into his body. He could feet the release coming as it moved his now throbbing cock. Then the dream man swallowed around the head of Edward's cock and fire rushed through his body, bringing the overpowering orgasm Edward had been chasing. A voice started Edward from his half sleep.
"Damn, that's the hottest thing I've ever seen in my life," a voice deep with lust called from somewhere close.
"I mean you didn't even touch yourself. Whatever the hell you were dreaming must have been something," the voice was moving closer.
Edward's instinct kicked in and he leapt into the water directly from the rock. When his head popped out of the water, he was greeted by familiar laughter.
"Shit, Jacob! You scared the life out of me," Edward called out to the man leaning against the rock where he had just been laying. A blush covered Edward's face at the thought of what Jacob had witnessed. If Jacob was here, then Paul wasn't far behind and Edward did not want Paul to see him like this.
"Sorry about that, Edward but damn, you were something with your cum oozing out of your cock and spurting back on your stomach," Jacob waggled his eyebrows as he spoke.
"Oh shut the fuck up," Edward pulled up out of the water and leaned against the rock. "Turn around Jacob so I can get my clothes on."
"I don't think so. I've seen everything already and I liked what I saw," Jacob said as he came around to stretch out on the rock in front of Edward. He rubbed his crotch causing Edward's eyes to follow and notice the clearly large bulge in Jacob's pants.
"If I'd been fifteen minutes sooner, I could have helped you out some," Jacob said in a low voice licking his lips.
"Jake, leave the kid alone," another voice joined the suddenly crowded clearing.
Edward thought to himself, that he wasn't a kid and he knew that voice too. It was one he didn't like at all. Jacob Black was a horny bozo but Paul Medora was a pain in the ass.
Paul had no claim to anything in the tribe where he and Jacob lived. Jacob on the other hand would eventually be chief someday. It pissed Paul off that he had to babysit the present chief's son and his attitude always shower it.
"Come on, Jake. We need to find the kids father and deliver the message from the Chief," Paul jerked his head upstream towards where the town of Forks lay.
"You go ahead Paul. I'll follow along with Edward in a little bit," Jacob said turning back to drool over Edward who was still in the water.
"I don't think so," Paul said grabbing Jacob roughly by the arm. "Your father or his would kill me if you raped him."
Edward almost felt sorry for Jacob until Paul made that last statement.
"Damn in Paul, you'll scare him," Jacob said turning pleading eyes toward Edward. "I've never raped anybody. The oblivious adorable charm of Jacob Black always wins them over." He added a wink aimed at Edward and a genuine smile before Paul pushed him toward town.
"See you later Edward," Jacob called back over his shoulder as Paul gave him another shove to keep going.
They were already out of sight before Edward remembered that his father wasn't here right now. And that meant Paul would have to deliver the message to Emmett and that would not go well. Edward hurriedly got out of the water, toweled off and redressed quickly. He had to get there before all hell broke loose between Emmett and Paul. Both men detested the other and always had.
Edward dashed through the forest dodging fallen logs and small trees. He ran past his house, threw his things on the porch and kept heading for town doubling his speed.
He had hoped that Paul and Jacob had followed the creek bed and he would be there ahead of them. He was wrong.
Emmett stood in front of the meeting hall. His arms crossed over his massive chest, legs apart ready for any move Paul would make. Catching his breath Edward slowed to a walk and heard their conversation as he approached.
"I don't have to tell you anything asshole," Paul's words were heating up as he spoke. "The message is for Mr. Cullen…not his pet bear!"
The growl emanating from Emmett probably did sound like it came from a bear. Edward shouted just before Emmett sprung at Paul.
"Stop! Now!" Edward was shocked at the authority in his own voice but he kept going. He sounded like his father and that was a good thing.
Emmett and Paul stopped mid lunge and turned to face Edward. While Paul's face showed outrage and anger, Emmett's scowl slowly turned into a surprised but satisfied smile.
"Inside gentlemen, now please," Edward said crossing the threshold of the building giving an air of expecting the other men to follow.
On the outside Edward looked cool and in control. His body appeared relaxed and at ease. On the inside he was scared shitless. This is what he had wanted, to be his father's right hand. To stand in his stead, when his father was not available; to be strong enough to follow in his father's footsteps and walk side by side in this life. He could do this.
"Sit," he said to the other three men as he took his father's chair at the head of the meeting table.
Emmett beamed with pride at Edward. All the training in the world would never had prepared Edward for his role in this community but Emmett had known it was there buried inside Edward. He was so proud of the man Edward had just become.
Jacob ogled Edward mare now than when he had been stripped bare at the creek. The timber of Edward's voice held authority and Jacob loved a man who took charge. The image of the hot body from only moments ago and the man now sitting at the head of the table had his pants uncomfortably tight again. He tried to adjust the problem without anyone noticing.
Paul could only state in bewilderment at Edward. Who in the hell did the kid think he was, talking to him like that? Did he really think he deserved the same respect that Carlisle Cullen demanded with his mere presence alone?
Edward looked at the three men at the table and pulled upon the new found strength inside him. He could do this.
"Alright, now that we are all a little calmer, I believe you were to deliver a message," Edward said facing Paul with a calm façade.
"I have a message for Carlisle Cullen, not a kid who enjoys jerking off in the woods," Paul said coldly expecting to unnerve Edward with his reminder.
Emmett's fist hit the table and he pushed his chair back. He caught the look on Edward's face. There was no blush or show of embarrassment, only a look that said 'sit down, please'. Emmett returned to his chair quietly.
"My father is on an assignment and that leaves me in charge. Do you have a problem with that or should I prepare to return with you so I can receive the message from Chief Black myself," Edward's words were calm and cool, just as his father's would have been.
"Ah, he's got you there Paul," Jacob snickered. I think you should go ahead and deliver that message. Dad would not like it if he knew you upset Mr. Cullen," Jacob smiled hugely at Edward and winked. Edward swallowed a lump in his throat but paid Jacob no mind.
Paul fumed in his seat because he knew the fairy brat was right. Chief Black would have his hide if he did anything to upset the peace between the tribe and the Cullen's community. It razed him to have to show any sign of weakness, especially in front of that city defector, McCarty.
"We believe there are some nomads causing trouble along the Quileute border," Paul stated without making eye contact with Edward. "Several bodies have been found in and near New Port Angles south of our border. Each of them had been drained of blood and left to rot where they were," Paul stated without any emotion as if he could care less.
"Chief Black and the elders are going to set up perimeter watches hoping to stop them before they continue north or attack any of our people," his message delivered Paul stood to leave.
"We will need to rest tonight and obtain fresh supplies for the return trip tomorrow," Paul demanded and Jacob whined about having to leave so soon.
"Emmett will see to your needs," Edward said refusing to stand because Paul did first. His father would not have stood for such a show of disrespect so Edward didn't either.
"Thank you, for letting us know," Edward said dismissing Paul curtly. "Emmett give them a room in the training building, have Lauren bring them an evening meal and she can prepare their needs for tomorrow. When you're done, gather Tyler, Pete, Mike and Charlie. We need to talk and prepare for the possibility that these nomads will get through the Quileute defenses."
Paul was almost at the door and turned to face Edward seething again. "There is no way they'll get past us!"
"They could," was all Edward said as he stood and went to his father's private office closing the door on the others.
The rush of adrenaline Edward had been riding left him abruptly. He slumped into the chair behind his father's desk and banged his head lightly on the solid wood.
What did he think he was doing? He had no idea how to plan a defensive action. The fear of the situation tried to take over but before he lost it there was a soft knock as the door opened.
"So who the hell are you and what the fuck have you done with Edward Cullen," Emmett said laughing as he plopped down in the chair across the desk from Edward.
"You did good in there ki…, Edward," Emmett caught himself before he said the word kid and Edward appreciated it. Though at the moment he felt just like a scared little kid.
"The others will be here in about half an hour. What's the plan," Emmett asked.
"Plan? What the fuck do I know? I'm just a kid, remember?" Edward's voice rose on each word until he shouted the last one.
"Edward sit down and breathe. Let's talk it out. Pros and cons, just like your dad would do," Emmett said calmly. And they did.
By the time the others joined them, Edward was in control again. In fact, not one of the men gathered with them questioned Edward's right or authority to speak for his father. Not even Charlie Swan the oldest of the group. He sat without speaking, listening to the young men and watching the man at the head of the table. Finally Edward allowed all to have their say and a plan was formed. Charlie Swan took that moment to finally speak up.
"Excuse me, Mr. Cullen," a tiny curl formed to one side of his lips twisting his moustache up on one side. "In the past, your father has seen fit to invoke a curfew on the community when there was a need. No one would question such an action now. It would limit the chance of someone being attacked in the cover of darkness. It would also cause less alarm than explaining a possible enemy at our door."
"Thank you Chief Swan. That is an excellent idea. No need to frighten anyone at this point," Edward nodded his thanks to an old family friend.
"Just Charlie is fine and I'll post the information about the curfew first thing in the morning," Charlie said as he rose from his seat.
No one had noticed Esme Cullen's entrance at the back of the room. She had every right to be there but she chose to stay back and let Edward take his rightful place. Each man bowed his head in respect to Mrs. Cullen as he left the building. Charlie Swan gripped Esme's shoulders and she kissed his cheek as he was leaving.
"He did good," he whispered to Esme nodding over his shoulder toward Edward. "You should be proud."
"I am," she answered. Esme came to stand by Edward and Emmett after the others left.
"I've received a message. Your father and Alice will be home with in a week's time," she smiled at her son and her adopted son, Emmett. "Alice found them."
"Really," Edward asked astonished at the news.
"And they are willing to leave the city," Emmett asked unsure he believed that it could be that easy.
"I don't know all the details. But I think Carlisle is going to be more concerned about this situation than bringing two people out of the city. He'd want us to protect the town and the people here," she said looking to her son. "I'm so proud of you Edward. He will be too."
Esme gave her sons a quick hug and left them to talk. Emmett and Edward shut down the lights and left the building. At the main fork of roads in town, they went their separate ways, each saying good night to the other.
Edward's mind was caught up in everything that had happened during the day. The sun had set and it was now nightfall. He wasn't watching where he was going but his body somehow knew where to take him. He was about to step onto the porch of his home before even realized he was there. The sound of a rocking chair creaking in the dark recesses of one corner of the porch brought him up short.
"Who the hell is there," he asked, moving back away from the dark corner. He hadn't left a light on in the house when he had left earlier in the day. The moon was full and almost overhead. It provided the only light there was and it wasn't much.
"Sorry, Edward, I really didn't mean to startle you again," Jacob said as he walked into the amber glow of the moon's light.
"Jacob what the hell are you doing here," Edward said realizing there was no real harm.
"I just wanted to…see you. So I waited till Paul snuck out to see Lauren and then I left too. I've been waiting here for you to come home," Jacob said leaning over the porch banister looking out into the yard.
"I thought maybe we could spend a little time together," he said turning to face Edward.
Suddenly in the moonlight, Edward realized how attractive Jacob was. His long black hair was fanned out loose on his shoulders tonight. Edward had only ever seen it pulled back in a long tail at the back of Jacob's neck.
Even in the dark his skin looked smooth and soft on his face and neck. Edward knew it was the color of coffee with cream mixed in. But this was the first time he had noticed Jacob's lips.
They were full and dark pink. When Jacob smiled a shy smile, they pouted out and looked so…so sweet. Would they taste sweet? Jacob took a step closer bringing the lips in question closer. Edward could see wide muscled shoulders and a hard chest stretching the shirt Jacob wore, even his nipples which were hard showed through the material. Edward's mouth watered, his fingers itched to touch and his cock filled making him ache with need.
A million questions raced through Edward's mind. What would he feel like if I touched that firm chest flicked my nail across the hard nubs? Would kissing him be as sweet as the thought or more? Lustier, more animal like? Could Jacob's mouth make him feel the way the dream man did or could it be even more? Edward hadn't realized he had closed his eyes or that he was panting slightly. But Jacob noticed.
Warm fingers touched his face. Stroking gently, wrapping around his neck and pulling him forward.
"Don't over think it," Jacob whispered against his jaw. He was leaving kisses just under the sharp angle of his jaw, hiking up Edwards's desire tenfold. He didn't know he was so sensitive there.
"I've wanted you since the first time we met. Just let me give you this," Jacob continued to seduce Edward with his touch and his words.
Edward did what Jacob suggested. He let his insecurities and doubts evaporate with each stroke and touch of lips from the man. Somewhere, in some dark corner of his mind, he closed the door on the blue eyed man. He wanted this. He had waited too long for this part of his life to begin.
A rush of warmth flooded Edward as Jacob brought his lips to Edward's mouth finally. The world exploded in new sensations. Mouths open, tongues exploring, hands groping body parts, all became a race to relieve the burning ache inside their bodies. Every whimper or moan Jacob made fueled Edward, encouraged him to explore the other man's body too.
When Jacobs hard cock pressed against Edwards own hardness, both men groaned loudly causing something to snap in Edward. He needed. He needed Jacob's lips on his throbbing dick. He needed Jacob bent over the rail with his hands on the other man's ass as he pushed deep inside the heat of his tunnel. He needed badly.
Jacob broke the kisses and fell to his knees with a thud on the wood porch floor. His hands sure and strong worked Edwards buttons undone hurriedly, like a man starving for food. He released Edward's cock from the tight restraints of his jeans.
"Beautiful," Jacob whispered just before Edward felt a wet tongue slip across the head of his dick. His knees shook at the sensation it caused.
"What the hell do you think you are doing?" Paul screamed as he grabbed Jacob's hair and pulled him back roughly.
Paul's voice and Jacob's quick movements woke Edward out of his sex induced stupor. Shock rushed through him and the realization that his dick was still exposed caused him to rush to put himself right while the other two men argued in his front yard.
"Paul, let the go! You had no right to interrupt us," Jacob said adjusting the still obvious bulge in his pants. "You were off bonking that bitch. I deserved to get some action, too!"
"I was not doing anything with Lauren," Paul yelled back pushing Jacob away from the porch.
"The hell you weren't. I saw you Paul! I fucking saw you with your tongue down her throat and your hands on her tits," Jacob shoved Paul back and the other man grew quiet.
Edward had stood close by listening and watching but never leaving the safety of the porch. It dawned on him that they were acting more like two lovers having a fight than two traveling companions or a baby sitter with his charge. Paul shrugged his shoulders and turned to walk back to town. He neither admitted nor denied Jacobs accusations.
Jacob stood in the yard, his body clearly vibrating with rage. The moonlight reflecting on him almost made him seem to shimmer where he stood. Finally, a strangled cry left his body and his shoulders slumped.
Edward didn't know why but he suddenly felt sorry for the man who now appeared to be devastated. Stepping off the porch Edward placed a hand on one of Jacob's wide shoulders.
"He just doesn't see it," Jacob whispered. Turning forlorn and teary eyes to Edward he added, "Sometimes I think he never will."
"You love him," Edward stated. It was clear to see even on this dark night that Jacob was in pain.
"Always have," Jacob sighed. "Sorry about…you know."
"It's okay," Edward answered.
"Night," Jacob called not looking back as he headed off into the night following Paul, slowly.
Edward thought to himself, 'if that's what love does to you maybe I don't want it so badly after all'.
OMG! What were you thinking woman leaving our Edward hanging like that? Come on now admit it you know you were thinking that! *hugs*Next chapter we'll get back to Jasper and see how he's doing with the news he received. Let's take a poll, shall we? Who thinks Jasper is going to just love the idea of being part of the Prophesy and having a sibling…click your buttons. Who thinks the s**t is going to hit the wall and Jasper is not going to take this very well…click your buttons.