Chapter 9
(Paul's POV)
Now that went far beyond anything that I ever dreamed would happen. Here we were mingling and talking together like there was no difference between us. It was seamless, like we had been doing this for years, when in reality Jasper and I had only been going dating officially for almost eight months now. We were having a cook out at our house on the Reservation; the treaty had no boundary lines anymore, but was now an agreement for mutual aid. As long as the Cullen's stuck to their diet and deterred rogues from entering the area we were at peace. School wasn't so bad now; some kids made rude comments every time they saw us but other than that the only other apparent changes to take place were that we all sat together at lunch now. It also made it easier on Jasper and his siblings as we always ate all the food and so their "human" charade was still intact.
Jasper and I even went on dates. I took him down to Port Angeles to watch movies and I had a surprise planned for him with the help of Rosalie- I was taking him to the museum of natural history, they had opened a new exhibit focused on the Civil War, with a special section on the Confederate Army. He hadn't heard about the renovation and so this was truly going to be a surprise. I couldn't wait to experience this with him.
(Jasper's POV)
Paul was taking me out tonight, but I couldn't get him to tell me where, I had even asked Edward and all he would do was smirk at me. Mom Alice was all over the place she had my clothes out ready for me and told me to be careful out there, I mean I was fifty-seven years older than her ninety, but she was my mom and I promised because I knew she worried about all of us- especially me I was her baby. The weather was threatening to change for the worse later on and so we were not going to be riding bikes, we were taking Paul's truck.
We sat in companiable silence and I held his hand in mine as we drove. I was caught up in all our feeling and so was not really paying attention to where he was taking me. When we stopped and I finally took in my surroundings I noticed the museum.
"Baby, what are we doing here? Didn't you say that you've been here before, what's going on?"
He just got out of the truck and came to open my door. And as we entered the building and I saw the banner advertising the new section, I was blown away. If I could cry, I would have, venom gathered in my eyes but never fell. This was completely unexpected; no one had ever done anything like this for me. "Paul this is the best surprise that anyone has ever given me, how did you even find it? Is this what Edward knew but wouldn't tell me" I rasped, too overtaken with emotion. He nodded and smiled
" Rosalie helped me find an exhibit close by and even came to get the tickets herself when she went shopping with your mom last week, Edward and your dad were the only other ones who knew- everyone else would have given it away." he said sheepishly. I hugged him close as we took a stroll through the new wing of the museum. I was pointing out things that I remembered doing during the latter half of the 1800's and softly corrected facts that they had put down wrong. And when we wondered to the Civil War part of the exhibit I came face to face with images that before had driven me further into my depression but now, I could exorcise those demons with Paul.
That night I felt that I was ready to take the next step in my relationship with Paul, so far we'd kissed and touched but he had never pushed me for more, for that I was grateful as I was deathly afraid to do anything remotely sexual. Mom had gotten better at looking around the wolves and so it was no surprise when we arrived at an empty house. I pulled Paul up the stairs and into my room. It's not like he hadn't been in there before, so that wasn't any different from the other times that he had been in there. As usually we sat on my king bed and started to make-out. As the session got heavier and heavier I didn't pull back as I usually did, it was Paul who separated us and looked into my eyes. His body was beneath mine on his back, because as long as he didn't crowd me physically we found that I would tend to slip into a panic less.
"Are you sure Jasper", he said in gravelly tension filled voice, "I don't want to rush you; I would wait forever for you."
'Yes,' I said feeling a little scared but sure in my decision.
"Only if you are on top, no matter how ready you are, you need to be in control- and please tell me if I'm hurting you, or, if you are uncomfortable."
(Maybe I should just leave it there?)
(I 'm not that cruel- on with the show)
(Paul's POV)
I was so tense I was sure that I was making my Jasper feel worse and so consciously I relaxed, he was giving me a gift as well as his complete trust and I wasn't going to let him down. I did the only thing left to do and began kissing him again, be it more passionately than before. And as our lips moved in sync I let Jasper pull off my shirt, and then watched with hooded eyes as he pulled off his own. He looked gorgeous, and his kiss swollen lips glistened. I could not wish for anyone else- he looked like a fallen angel- not the damned type either. As he ground his hips into mine all I could think to do was hold on. I was fighting my instinct to just claim him and so I was taken aback when he suddenly switched our positions and lay under me.
" Jazz wha.."
' No Paul, it's ok, I'm ok, I know you won't hurt me, so I want you to take me. Please'
"If you say so, but stop me if it's too much, I couldn't bear it if I was the one that hurt you again."
'I love you, please.'
I lowered my lips to his yet again. This time it was not frenzied making out but a slow passionate kiss that had us both vibrating with its sensuality. It was perfect, and we both moved in sync removing our jeans and boxers. And for a moment all I could do was gaze upon my Jasper, he was perfection embodied. And watching him my heart soared to new heights. I capture his lips yet again as I ran my left hand over his body and balanced my weight on my right elbow. He arched into my touch, and let loose a small moan. And I deepened the kiss I ran my fingers over his engorged manhood. He was throbbing in my hand and his throbbing mirrored my own hot tumescence that nudged his inner right thigh.
'More... Please Paul, more, make me yours.'
Who was I to deny that plea, and so I opened the bottle of lube that was next to Jaspers' head and coated my fingers, I brought my hand down and used a finger to circle his perineum. He gasped a little as I worked a finger into his rectum, but as I moved it around a little he relaxed and began to work himself on it as I moved the digit in and out of his body slow and steadily. He tensed ass I began to work another finger into his body. I stopped to get him used to the intrusion; soon he was again working himself on my fingers. Jasper let out a startled cry as I found his prostate, working himself harder on my fingers as I even began scissoring them, he was arched upward and working himself hard, when a third digit entered his body. I was amazing to watch, and I fought not to blow my load on the sight of him alone. I couldn't wait any longer, and so I removed my fingers and placed my cock at his entrance and slowly began to push in. he squirmed a little as I breached him and so I held still and looked into his eyes. As he visibly relaxed again started with the soft shallow thrusts that slowed the way our bodies joined. It felt like forever before I was buried to the hilt in my Jasper's body, but it felt like heaven.
I just stayed still until he began to move his hips. And then the shallow thrusting began again. As his breath hitched my speed increased a little more, until I was truly thrusting in and out of his body with abandon, and the sounds coming out of Jasper's mouth as well as the emotions he projected simply added fuel to the fire. Jasper's channel tightened around me and I grabbed his dick and started to pump him in time to our thrusting. It didn't take him long to come undone, and his face as he arched his back and released a stream of cum onto my hand and both our chests almost made me blow my lid, but I held still and pulled out of his body, then pumped myself to completion. As I slumped on top of him, all I could think of was how this had been the best night of my life. With that thought I rolled off him then pulled him to me to snuggle as we both lost consciousness.