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just a little fluff....
*** EPOV ***
Emmett, Jasper and I took the Jeep to be repainted that Friday. He'd driven it around a couple of times, and actually enjoyed the honks and stares. His initial reaction had been priceless, but the prank certainly didn't have the desired effect: toning down his constant smut mouth. Rosalie's refresher course in manners had lasted a couple of days, but by Wednesday of that week he was back to full speed with his old tricks.
The only difference was that he was more cautious in Bella's presence, which I was grateful for. He was determined, however, to make sure I planned to 'treat her right.' He took the drive to P.A. as an opportunity to have yet another of his sensitive and heartfelt conversations with me about the wonders of marital relations. Most of these one-sided convesations included lengthy oratory on his bedroom skills, and jibes at my inexperience. As long as Bella didn't have to hear it, and he didn't pry into the status of our intimacy, he was actually pretty entertaining.
"I tapped a few when I was human, but oh man, the first time Rose and I had sex, I thought my dick was gonna explode. Seriously. Like a fucking grenade. It scared the shit out of me. I was no virgin, and I knew how to clean my rifle, but nothing could have prepared me. It was insane. It was horrible, but insane. I mean, I knew about her history, and I was a freaking newborn, and I totally fucked up my game, trying not to hurt her, and fumbling around, and she's just so fucking gorgeous. An angel. It was a complete and utter cluster. But I swear to god, there was nothing like it. In. Fucking. Credible. If I'd been able, I would have been crying like a little girl in her arms after that first time. We laughed about it afterwards, but that was it. I was hers, without question. Even after all these years, she still makes me feel like that. I hate to admit it, but she totally owns me. Sometimes I could nut just looking at her."
Even with his crudeness, I had to smile at the sentiment, and his honesty.
Jasper sat in the back seat without commenting, thinking of the emotions he and Alice felt when they found each other, and how long it had taken them to consummate their love.
I knew they had a very satisfying relationship, and was grateful that he didn't try to impress me with the details. This was the fundamental difference between Emmett and Rosalie, and Jasper and Alice.
Individually, they were a daredevil, a siren, a samurai, and a sibyl. Matched as they were, they became like elemental pairs: Fire and water, earth and air. Emmett and Rosalie both had such a powerful physical presence; you couldn't help but notice them when they entered a room. They were a lightning storm, a freestyle wrestling match, an Argentinean tango. Alice and Jasper were entirely different. No less completely devoted and in love, but just different. They were inextricably conjoined, moons to the other's planet, bound by a cosmic gravitational pull. Harmoniously aligned. I wondered how they saw Bella and me.
"Seriously, you gotta realize this. The first time you spunk inside Bella, you're going to think you're dying all over again. I can't believe you've lasted this long anyway, but dude, I almost wish I could be there to see it, just so I could say I told you so. You shoulda hit Tanya the last time she offered, and gotten this virgin shit out of the way. I almost feel sorry for Bella. You won't last 3 strokes. That's gonna be a piss poor memory for her to have for the rest of her life, you blowing your load before she even gets going. Nice."
"Emmett, that's about enough. Give me some credit here. I'm not going to provide you with a rundown on our love life, but really, we'll be fine. It's not like I've been living in a cave. I've heard plenty, I know what I'm doing."
He roared with laughter, pounding his fist on the steering wheel. "Oh, that is classic Edward, right there. Classic motherfucking Edward. 'Mr. I'm The Shit.' Jasper, are you listening to this? He thinks he can sex Bella like a pro right off the bat 'cause he's heard all our dirty thoughts. Can you believe this?"
Jasper laughed quietly, thinking he's right, Edward, up to a point. "I hear it, Emmett, but you know that if anyone can pull it off, it'll be him. Kinda like betting against Alice, I've learned to never underestimate our brother."
"Thanks, Jasper. I appreciate the resounding vote of confidence. Not that I really give a crap what you idiots think. Just please don't let Bella know you'll be pestering Alice for the play-by-play while we're away."
"Dude. Would we do that?"
I tapped my temple with my index finger. "You need to work on keeping me out, Emmett."
"Just tell me one thing. Have you given her head yet?"
Jasper was chuckling, thinking he wished he had Emmett's balls. I was tempted to rip them off and hand them to him.
"Come on, have a little class."
"It's just so fun to watch you squirm! Don't be a douche, Edward. I'm just giving you shit."
I just laughed and shook my head. "I liked this family so much better when I was an only child."
"Piss off, bitch. You know you'd be bored to tears without me around. Now fix my fucking Jeep before I have to fuck up the Vanquish."
We pulled into the parking lot at the body shop, and found Joe hiding behind the cash register.
"Emmett, I swear to god they made me do it." Joe winced as he spoke.
"It's all good. I'll have E's ass for this, eventually. Put it back the way it was, and you and I'll be cool."
"Hey, thanks. I told these guys you'd flatten me, so I guess I should go buy a lottery ticket?"
"Yeah, maybe so. Oh, and, uh, leave the hood ornament, and the shift knob." Emmett tried to whisper the last part, but Jasper and I heard him anyway.
"So, hot springs?" Jasper asked, his thoughts wagering who would get there first.
We made our way to the outskirts of Port Angeles as quickly as we could without attracting any attention, and ran through the woods with Emmett hot on our heels.
You know he means, well, right? Jasper thought as we ran.
"Yes, of course. I have to remind myself it's just how he is."
I know you and Bella have been, um, working on things. I stared at him, as if to say 'not you too?' He smiled.
Alice and I, we're really glad for you two. It's been nice to see the change in you, since we all came back here. Well, especially after the battle, really. Alice has said this was inevitable, but it's been nice to see it finally happen.
"Me too, Jasper. She makes me feel very lucky. Once I acknowledged that there was more there than bloodlust, it was like trying to avoid a sunrise. It was there, and whether I looked at it or not, it was going to happen, and there was nothing to prevent it. But I was still so focused on keeping her safe that I was never able to let my guard down, never allowed her space to breathe, never stood back and just let us 'be.' I still can't believe I ever left her."
His smile faded, remembering too vividly his actions at her birthday party, and their devastating consequence. I wished I hadn't brought it up. I hurried to continue before his mood darkened completely.
"So then, Italy. I thought the Volturi had gotten to me so quickly that I hadn't even felt it, and that I'd died and she was in my arms again. But we weren't dead, and we had a second chance. Every day that goes by I'm more and more astounded that she still chooses me, and our world. I'm still hopeful I can convince her to wait to be changed, but the wedding, and everything that goes with it, I never imagined this would work, that I could have this with her. She's this fragile, intelligent, head strong, fierce, sensitive human, and she makes me feel like a hopeful kid again, instead of a world weary, jaded old man. I'd do anything for her."
He smiled broadly. That's love. It's scary as hell, and exhilarating, and perfect, and when you're apart it's like missing half of yourself. And the physical stuff – well – that's another thing altogether. You know, of all of us, I probably have the most experience in that arena, before Alice. Emmett's a crude ass, but he's completely right. There is nothing, no way to describe to you the power of that act with someone you love. It's an amazing new layer to add to your relationship. I'm glad to see you making the effort to do this right. It makes me really happy to see that you've figured it out – how to let your guard down, how to quit struggling over what you both want. I mean, I know it's dangerous, but really, we never doubted for a minute that if anyone could make this work it would be you. You just had to believe it for yourself. She's good for you.
Emmett roared past us, laughing as he ran. "You little girls about done with your warm and fuzzy chit chat?"
Just as we got to the springs, my phone vibrated in my pocket. It was a text from Bella.
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*** BPOV ***
I woke up Friday morning alone. I hated waking up alone, especially as we got closer and closer to the wedding. Our practice sessions had erased any doubts he had about us having a successful physical relationship. Knowing that it was just a matter of time ate away at me constantly. I craved his touch, and we'd both had difficulty on a couple of occasions remembering why we'd drawn the 'wedding line.'
Edward was still spending nights with me, but we'd decided the arrangement was really pushing our luck with Charlie. We reserved any 'practice' sessions for when he was away, or for when we were at Edward's house. It seemed ridiculous, since we were getting married in just a few weeks, and after all we'd been through together, to still be worried about getting caught by my father.
But Edward was still Edward, and he felt terrible disrespecting Charlie's home. So we would lay together, talking and cuddling until I fell asleep, or kissing and desperately trying to behave ourselves until he was compelled to move to the rocking chair for the night. He'd been spending more nights in the rocker lately and sometimes, when things got particularly heated, he'd just go home and let me rest. Invariably, those were the nights I'd wake up frustrated. I seldom went back to sleep without some sort of release.
Edward was spending the day with Jasper and Emmett, going to P.A. with the Jeep, and then who knows what else afterwards. Charlie was at work, as usual. I stumbled out of bed and knocked Pink onto the floor when I stood up. I picked it up, tossed it onto the bed, and went downstairs to see if Charlie had left me any coffee.
I puttered around the house, cleaning the kitchen, straightening newspapers and clutter in the living room, sorting and folding laundry. By noon, I'd dusted and straightened and fluffed and bored myself stiff. I tried to read for a while, but found myself reading the same paragraph over and over again. I sat down at the computer and tried to write Renee an email, but found I had nothing on my mind to write about but Edward and sex. I deleted the email without hitting send. Pink had helped earlier, and I decided that since I had the house to myself, maybe I'd just go relax for a while and take a nap afterward, maybe call Edward.
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*** EPOV ***
B: where r u
E: springs w JxEm
B: miss u
E: be home later
B: u naked yet
E: LOL
Emmett laughed behind me and asked me what was so funny. I ignored him. He splashed me.
B: im naked
E: o really
B: missing u
E: sounds like
B: mmmm
E: what
B: felz soooo good
E: what
B: hand
E: are you serious
B: and Pink
Emmett and Jasper were staring at me, and I realized why. I turned away from them, but the damage was done. "Jazz! She's sexting him!" I had to laugh. Sexting.
E: killing me
B: nice wy 2 go
E: how can you text and use pink
B: skillz
E: like 2 see them
B: want a pic
E: NO YES
B: send me 1 of u
Holy hell. I jumped out of the pool in spite of Emmett's continued laughter. "Rub out a good one, Ed, you need it."
E: brb
I ran up the hill to one of the smaller pools and prayed that Jasper wouldn't let Emmett follow me. I snapped a few pictures before I got a decent one and sent it to her before my better judgment could kick in.
B: mmmm nice hnfl
E: hnfl
B: HAND FULL
E: LOL glad you like all 4 you
B: want
E: wheres my pic
B: cuming
E: LOL seriously
B: LOL on its wy
It was obvious she was sprawled naked on her bed. Pink was lying on her belly, and one hand covered her mound. That was all that was visible. It wasn't horribly explicit, but it was enough, to quote Emmett, to make me 'nut.'
E: G zus
B: u like
E: mine
B: not yet
E: fuck
B: so vulgr
E: you love it
B: so much
E: me 2
B: cum 4 me
E: LOL 2 late
B: me 2
E: call me
B: k
I answered it just as it buzzed. She was breathing hard on the other end of the phone. I laughed. "Round two already, love?"
"Try four. I woke up twice last night to an empty bed."
"Oh, Bella."
"You've created a monster, and you haven't even bitten me yet."
"That's not funny."
"Sex monster, baby, sex monster."
"I know, but still."
"Mmmmmm."
She'd obviously paid careful attention to my lesson on self pleasure. "Bella, this is embarrassing."
"Touch yourself."
I laughed. "I never stopped." Now there's a cute nickname: Ever Ready Eddy.
"Does phone sex count as an appetizer?"
"Stop. I'm going to hang up now and go soak a while longer."
"You mean you got up and left?"
"Do you really believe I'd wank in front of them?"
"Oh god Edward, I love this side of you. Did you really just say 'wank'?"
"Like I told you the other day, you're a bad influence."
"Please. See you tonight?"
"Yeah, I'll come by after dinner. Love you." Somehow, 'love' never seemed like the right word.
"Love you, too."
I shut my phone, laughing, and slowly made my way back down the hill, hearing Emmett still laughing about sexting, and Jasper pleading with him.
"You're pushing your luck, Emmett. You have to see that – there's a point where this isn't going to be funny anymore, and you're rapidly approaching it. Just, God, Emmett, do you always have to be such an ass? This isn't some punk kid you're toying with, this is your brother. Have a little respect for his feelings."
"Aw come on, give me a break. This is just who I am! You guys know that!"
"Yeah, and this is how he is, too. He's getting married, Emmett, to a human. Don't you think he's got enough on his mind without having to listen to your crude shit about his future wife?"
"Yeah yeah, alright. But I swear to god, Jasper, after the wedding..."
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