Crime and Punishment

{sorry sarahlizzie I couldn't wait to post it}

A small whimper was the only noise to penetrate the silence of the library. Heads turned to see the burly brunette shifting a little in his seat, biting his lip. Those that were naïve shrugged it off as an unintentional sound; sometimes it happened. Those that knew better, however, turned their heads away, smirking and shaking their heads at the classmate's newest game.

Everyone knew that Emmett McCarthy and Edward Cullen were a couple; the two didn't make it much of a secret. What was funny, though, was to watch the older boy squirm under the ministrations of the University's most famous tease; the bronze-haired Adonis was nothing less than a siren, sent by the gods to torture men and women alike.

Edward Cullen possessed an aura that was both intoxicating and unattainable; no one dared call him a slut, for that's not really what he was. If someone had asked one of his exes, they would have said he was the best lover to exist - he was loyal, he was protective and he didn't put himself first in any aspect of a relationship. He lived to serve.

That did not stop him, however, from driving his lovers into a frenzy of lust. That was his game. He worked them until they might explode from all of it, and then he let them take out their pent up emotions on him. He only dated aggressive guys; they were the best at dealing him their lust, after all. Jasper Whitlock was a testimony to that. The Texan was a born soldier, and Edward had no problem receiving savage love bites and claw marks all over his skin. Some were visible, some were not.

Edward's newest game was teasing Emmett, though. Earlier in that day, when the boys had woken up, Edward had slipped over from his house to Emmett's. In the shower he had pushed his favourite toy into his lover; the specially modified bullet vibrator, that he had tweaked to be remote controlled. Thanks to the genius that was his little sister, the vibrator turned on and off from a remote that Edward kept, and it could reach the entire length of the quite impressive school campus. Emmett's little noises and almost constant shifting were obvious signs that the device was doing its job.

In the bathrooms next to the biology lab, Edward was smirking widely, tossing the tiny remote up and down in his hand, his eyes closed as he imagined the look on his lover's face. The famous crooked smile grew as he took his phone out, deciding to perhaps tease his mate more;

There was a small beep from the brunette's phone as the text was received, and Emmett tore the phone out of his jeans like it was a life raft, reading the message behind the cover of his giant physics book.

You've been doing so well. Meet me during lunch in the Gym bathrooms and I'll help out your little problem.

Emmett smirked a little; his lover was in for a good ass pounding.

Hah, if only he knew but his little siren boy had in store for him…

Emmett was out of breath when he finally burst into the bathrooms that Edward had instructed him to meet in. The boy was leaning casually against the opposite wall, so he was the first thing that the brunette saw when he entered. In less than a second their lips had met in a fiery clash, the larger male pushing his raging erection into the hips of his lover. He spun Edward around, pressing his 'problem' up against his mate's ass, earning a low moan from the younger half of the pair.

"You you have…any…idea…what I'm going to fucking do to you?" he growled into his lover's ear, and Edward let out another breathy sound. Dear Jesus, he needed to get inside of the boy soon, otherwise there was going to be a very noticeable dark patch on his jeans.

He pulled away to start shedding his clothing, but Edward spun around and dropped to his knees in front of Emmett, who fell back against the wall to allow Edward to do his job. His fingers fisted in the boy's hair, pushing his face towards his crotch, and his head was thrown back in anticipation. His closed eyes meant that he couldn't see Edward's smirk, or him reaching into his pocket.

Edward placed his mouth over Emmett through his jeans, making the older man groan and buck his hips a little. It was almost too easy…he hadn't done anything yet. He pulled Emmett's zipper down with his teeth before undoing the button of his jeans, slipping them down. He bit back a laugh when he noticed that his lover had gone commando. Classic Emmett; must have thought about that as soon as the vibrator was pushed in.

The vibrator. Edward felt the sudden urge to laugh manically as he licked at the head of Emmett's erection lightly. The brunette whimpered slightly, pulling Edward head towards his cock so the bronze-haired boy would have no choice but to take him in. Edward's mouth opened obediently as he started to bob his head up and down on Emmett agonizingly slowly, his hand wrapping itself around his base as he pushed the 'On' button. A tiny buzzing could be heard from where he knelt as the device turned on full throttle. Emmett gasped, his hips lurching involuntarily, driving him deeper into Edward's mouth. He took all of his lover in, his lips reaching the curly brown hairs at the base as he deep throated Emmett, licking at his balls lightly. The brunette groaned, his hands tightening in Edward's hair as he fought to keep his lover there. The sensation was so amazing; Edward's mouth was so fucking tight and warm and wet…

"Fuck…I'm close…" he managed to gasp out, and Edward pulled away a little, that smirk back on his face. He finally pulled his hand out of his pocket and, before Emmett could comprehend it, there was a cock ring on the base of his erection. He was speechless as Edward stood up, his normally bright emerald eyes dark with sadistic amusement.

He leaned in, his hand finding his lover's member and stroking with the same agonizingly slow pace as he murmured huskily in his ear.

"I'd better be getting to class now. When school's over, meet me here again and we'll pick up right. Where. We. Left. Off." He punctuated each of those words with a small squeeze of Emmett's cock, earning a loud animal sound from the larger male. "If I see this has gone or that ring has been moved in any way, you won't be getting near me for a month."

And with that, he left.

He just fucking left.

Once Emmett had recovered enough for any coherent thought to enter his mind, he was struck by a three things at once; Number One, he was in love with the most diabolical schemer in the fucking world, who just happened to also be amazing enough to get away with it. Number Two, he was about to explode. And Number Three? - Edward Cullen had a death wish. He could have taken off the fucking thing himself and taken care of his problem - he was so close it wouldn't have taken long at all - if it weren't for the fact that, not only did Edward have an incredible attention to detail, so he would notice the slightest thing out of place, he would also very much keep his threat if he found out that Emmett had gone against him and 'taken care of himself'.

And so Emmett McCarthy had to make it through the rest of the day with a straining erection, feeling as though he were about to explode, and every flicker of the vibrator in his ass only added to it and made the sensation even worse, more intense. How long could he go on like this until he was nothing more than little pieces of Emmett splattered all over the ground? Probably not much longer.

Edward, for all his teasing, knew exactly what Emmett could and couldn't handle. He was a scientific geek, so he knew all the theoretical aspects of sex; where to touch, which parts of the body sent signals to which part of the brain and all the rest. But he also knew things only gain able through personal experience. Teeth or no? How long could each of his lovers last, and what would set them off? For Emmett, it was more the feeling of it; he loved to feel Edward writhing beneath him, moaning like the bitch he was. He loved seeing Edward's gorgeous green eyes darkening in passion, the sound of his breathing as it grew more ragged and heavy, making him whine like an animal in heat. He loved the feeling of sliding into Edward, whether it was effortless or not; they fit together, and his young lover was as tight as a virgin every single time.

Edward, however, revelled more in the feeling of giving. He loved to hear Emmett's moans and grunts, his animalistic sounds as the older boy took him, loved the sounds he made when Edward was sucking him off; how his hips would reflexively thrust forward; his head would fall back and his fingers would knot in his hair. He adored how rough Emmett was with him, how his lover could treat him like a complete whore one moment, and sweetly the next. He also loved Emmett's complete lack of inhibitions when it came to dirty talking.

They complimented each other well. It was amazing, whether they were making love or having sex.

Tonight, they would be having sex.

Possibly several thousand times.

Emmett felt like he could drill an Edward shaped hole into the ground by morning.

The brunette smirked at the thought, even if his erection was starting to get unbearably painful now. He had ordered some new toys, and they were due to arrive any day now…Edward would never know what hit him.

And once he did know, he would never forget. No one fucking messes with Emmett McCarthy like that.

Ah, Emmett, you're playing right into his game.

McCarthy was ready and waiting by the time school was over, in both senses of the word. He reached down to gingerly touch himself, almost to test the waters. He was so fucking sensitive right now…if anyone even touched him, and if he could, he'd probably empty himself all over the floor. Not just semen, either. Maybe his brains would follow out, because that's where his thoughts seemed to be located right now; down south.

He waited.

And waited.

And waited.

He checked his watch; he had been standing there for twenty minutes. With a growl he checked his phone, which he had put on vibrate. No messages. He let out a sound suspiciously like a snarl, storming out of the bathrooms and to his Jeep. He yanked the door open savagely.

Oh Cullen, you're so in for it tonight.

He broke several traffic laws and speeding violations as he drove to his apartment. The lights were on when he finally shut the engine off. He growled up at the open curtains, where he saw Edward leaned back across his giant couch. The television was on, but Emmett couldn't see what was playing; there was just a glare on the windows from the light of the screen. He got out of the car, slamming it and was up to his door in seconds. A cruel smile came to his lips as he pushed the key in as quietly as possible, opening the door. He peeked in; Edward hadn't moved, had given no sign of hearing him. The smirk on the brunette's face grew wider when he saw the package on the kitchen counter. Silent as the grave, he made his way over to the inoffensive cardboard box, slicing it open easily. His smile was of satisfaction as he looked at the various items, retrieving two of them quickly; they could explore the benefits of the others later on. Right now, Emmett was in little mood to play.

He came up behind the couch, looking at what Edward was watching. He frowned for a moment, before realizing that it was one of their 'home videos'. Fuck…that had been an amazing night. The first time Edward had truly allowed himself to be dominated in the bedroom. No one could pull off a ball gag like that boy; he looked fucking amazing on his knees.

Emmett leaned forward; Edward must really have been into watching the video, as he hadn't noticed the brunette's presence until then. A shiver ran through the younger boy as Emmett's warm breath was on his neck, and he turned his face towards his lover, a small crooked smirk on his lips.

"Evening," he said, as though they were simple formal acquaintances, and not like he was about to be fucked into oblivion by a very horny University American Football player.

Emmett smirked at the thought, even as Edward's low voice went straight to his cock. "Evening," he replied, fighting for his voice to remain equally calm, and failing pitifully. Edward's smile grew, arrogance flaring in his eyes.

"I'm sorry I couldn't keep our meeting; I realized I had some catching up to do," he said, gesturing to the TV, trying to draw Emmett's attention there. It was all part of the game, all part of the teasing that Edward loved so much. It was too easy; the brunette was a horny teenage boy at the best of times. Edward wanted to reduce him to nothing more than an animal every single time. The relationship was about the emotional connection, sex was just the physical climax of it. If he wanted an emotional sexual relationship he would have stuck with girls.

"I see that; are you all caught up?" Emmett asked, playing along as his eyes ghosted to the TV. Edward was just to the point of sucking Emmett off, the camera was positioned at an angle behind him, so the viewer could see Edward's hands bound at the small of his back, and Emmett's facial expressions as he climaxed into his lover's mouth. He growled inaudibly.

Edward shrugged a little, smiling as he patted the side of the couch next to him. "Actually I have a few more to watch. Care to join me?" he asked like they weren't watching themselves on homemade porn. What game was his young lover playing at? Emmett shrugged the thought away. It was true that he was growing impatient but he was also incredibly curious as to what Edward was planning. The man had an incredible imagination sometimes.

And, as mentioned before, he was a diabolical schemer.

Emmett settled into the couch, his curiosity taking the throbbing sting of his erection away, just barely. Edward smirked, seeing the very noticeable bulge in the older boy's pants. He reached a hand over, as though to take Emmett's, but his palm landed instead on the brunette's thigh, right above his knee. In the video, Edward was now being fucked over a table. His head was turned away from the camera until his dominator yanked roughly on his hair, earning a cry from the now-gagged boy, and allowing the camera to give the viewer a nice look at Edward's face. Flushed, his fringe plastered to his forehead with sweat, and he was making the most delicious sounds, muffled behind the red piece of plastic. Even though Edward knew he should feel weird, watching himself get spitted like a piece of meat, the sounds still aroused him to no end. His jeans were starting to get hugely uncomfortable.

In truth, everything he was doing was for Emmett. It often took a while for Edward to get aroused enough to climax; he had amazing self control, even when he wasn't using it. That little gem had not only made him a fantastic submissive, but also meant that, when Emmett got home that day, he would already need to be ready. The brunette wasn't going to take all the usual crap this evening.

Briefly, as a fleeting thought, Edward wondered if perhaps he had pushed his lover too far today.

Well, he was about to find out.

When he made his move, it was slow, as he leaned over to capture Emmett's lip in a sweet kiss. The brunette quickly pulled him over, so Edward was straddling the older man. The smaller boy whimpered softly at the feeling of Emmett's obvious hard-on, pressing into his own arousal. His hands cupped his lover's face as he deepened the kiss, allowing Emmett's tongue to enter and dominate his mouth with pleasure. The older man snarled a little as his lover dared to rock his hips over his cock. That pain was back; Emmett needed him now.

"Edward…mind telling me what the fuck you were playing at today?" he growled, pushing his lover backwards. Edward was forced to grab Emmett's thighs as he fell onto his knees on the ground, his face right in front of Emmett's erection. He reached forward, a silent smirk on his features as he pulled down Emmett's jeans. His erection looked like an over-full balloon. If there was ever an example of someone about ready to burst, this was it. Gently, he slid the cock ring slowly off and over his lover's member. It was covered in the precum that had been constantly leaking from his head during the day, and Edward smiled a little as he licked at it, tasting Emmett on the little piece of plastic.

"I don't know what you're talking about," he murmured innocently, running his lips along the edge of Emmett's head, before licking, delving his tongue a little into the slit, earning a loud groan from his mate as the brunette's head fell back. "Look at me," he commanded. Emmett was so surprised that his head snapped up, looking into the darkening emerald gaze of his lover. Edward smirked. "Excellent. Now…" he said, returning his attention to Emmett's huge hard-on, not breaking their locked gazes. "You were saying…?"

"What were you playing at?" Emmett growled. Edward's brief commanding tone had thrown him off a little. It felt odd, and Emmett felt the need to get control back; he was the dominant one in this relationship, thank you very much. "Answer me, Edward," he ordered when the boy didn't respond.

"I wasn't playing at anything," he replied innocently, that arrogant smirk giving him away. "I don't know what you're talking about," he repeated, before taking Emmett all the way into his mouth, sliding down half way before pulling back up again, then down once more, a little further. He moaned around Emmett's cock, and the older boy bucked his hips upwards, trying to drive himself deeper. Fucking hell he was so close…one more movement and he was done for.

Edward could sense this; he did, after all, know Emmett's body better than anyone. He moaned around Emmett's mouth again, meeting his eyes once more as he tried to pull away. Emmett, however, fisted his hands into the bronze mop of hair, pushing his down all the way, making his lover deep-throat him.

"You're going to fucking swallow all of it and be grateful," he snarled, then groaned as he emptied himself into Edward's waiting mouth. The boy hollowed out his cheeks, sucking for all he was worth as his lover orgasmed, swallowing all of the semen as it filled his mouth.

Edward sighed as Emmett finally allowed him to slide from his mouth, stretching his jaw a couple of times as he smiled up at his partner. Emmett, however, was far from finished. His eyes were dark and he was already hardening again. Edward started to shift away, knowing it would only anger his lover if he thought it was over for tonight. An angry partner only meant more pleasure for him; he was a masochist, no two ways about it. He loved being hurt; he got off on it. He wasn't ashamed of that.

"Where do you think you're going?" Emmett growled, just as he had predicted, wrapping his giant muscled arms around the smaller boy from behind and pushing his hips into Edward's. One hand ran upwards to his chest, toying with a nipple through the fabric of Edward's shirt, the other palming his erection through his jeans, earning a soft moan from the younger man. "I'm not nearly done with you yet; you're going to have to be punished for what you did to me today." Edward bit back a low growl at the word 'punished', as Emmett leaned forward to moan it into his ear huskily, the meaning behind it going straight south.

"Come here," he growled to the younger boy, taking his hand and all but hauling him into Emmett's bedroom. The room was decorated plainly; typical bachelor style, with a large wardrobe in one corner, an en suite bathroom and a large bed in the middle of the room. Edward smirked; that had been for his benefit, once they started sleeping together. Their first time had been on a bunk bed, which was a novel experience in of itself. Edward's smile grew at the memory; needless to say there had been some cuts and bruises to kiss better.

"Get on the bed." Edward willingly complied, sitting cross legged right in the middle of the bed, ignoring the pain in his jeans that came with sitting that way, staring at Emmett with his wide, innocent green eyes, their effect defeated by the wide smirk on his face. "I don't see what you're smiling about," Emmett continued, rifling through the wardrobe and pulling out a bottle of lubricant. Edward's smirk grew further.

"I think you can guess," he replied smoothly, his voice low as he looked up at his lover, his normally vibrant eyes now almost completely black. Emmett shivered a little at the smouldering look; Edward always had the amazing ability to portray his emotions in his eyes. Another bonus of the gag - his young lover had to communicate through looks and touches when he couldn't speak.

Remembering the gag, Emmett smirked, tossing the two items he had retrieved from the delivery onto the bed in front of Edward, who looked at them for a few seconds before his own features turned into a smirk, and he turned his gaze back to Emmett. Slowly, without breaking his unblinking stare, he picked up the first item; a long piece of soft black cloth. Nondescript and quite-ordinary looking, Edward ran it through his fingers a few times, before turning his questioning eyes back to his lover.

Emmett's smirk grew. "Put it on; it's a blindfold."

Edward quirked an eyebrow, his famous crooked smile making an appearance on his face, but he didn't argue as he folded the cloth widthways, placing it over his eyes and tying it firmly behind his head, tight enough so it wouldn't move but not so that it felt restricting. He pulled the bottom of the blindfold down a little, so that no light peaked through. The next thing he knew he felt Emmett's warm hands on his shoulders, pushing him back. Deprived of his sight, Edward's other senses leapt into hyperactivity. He could hear Emmett's heavy breathing, and the bed creaking under the weight of both men. He could smell the scent that was distinctly Emmett. If he reached out, he would be able to touch his lover's face and glorious body, which was now naked and hovering over him.

Emmett tore like a wild animal at Edward's clothes, and the younger man smirked as he heard several seams rip; oh well, he had never liked that outfit much anyway. He found Emmett's hair, and pulled the brunet down for another kiss as he was wrestled out of his jeans and boxers. Both men were now completely nude and ready to go.

"We have a bit of time…" Emmett murmured, earning a confused frown from his lover. The brunet smirked; he had vowed that Edward was going to pay, and he sure as hell wasn't going back on it. There are just ways to make the younger man scream. The ultimate one was to dominate him, but Emmett had yet to really receive any instruction on the more complex aspects of the BDSM lifestyle. Besides, he wasn't sure he was into all that leather and blood play stuff. He just liked whipping the other man into submission.

Hell, who wouldn't?

"This is going to probably hurt, angel," Emmett murmured, stroking Edward's hair away from his face as the younger man tensed, sightlessly looking at his lover. "If you want me to stop, use your safe word that we agreed on, alright?" he asked, squirting a huge amount of lubricant onto his palm. He rubbed his hands together, before inserting two of his slippery fingers into Edward's tight entrance. The boy arched a little, wincing as he hadn't quite expected the invasion yet, but quickly relaxed as he got used to it. Emmett was secretly amazed at the boy's ability to deal with pain, and to recover from surprise. He slowly slid his fingers out, before adding them back in, with another finger. Edward's tight channel was amazing around his fingers; so tight and warm.

Abso-fucking-lutely amazing.

Just as his lover started to squirm, biting his lip to stop his sounds as his hips started to move on Emmett's fingers, his muscles clamping hard onto the other's fingers, when Emmett pulled out. He took the second item - a long thin piece of roped. He grabbed Edward's hands, bringing them together under his legs and tying them tightly enough to cause a little bit of pain, should Edward try and pull away too hard. Then, he slid his own vibrator out from his ass. Glaring at the inoffensive little device, he then ran his fingers - covered in lube - along the bullet vibrator, before sliding into Edward's still loosened channel. Emmett then took the remote from Edward's discarded jeans, pressing it on, onto the highest setting. Edward growled loudly, bucking his hips up as he tried to drive the device deeper, his fingers clenching into fists. He looked so fucking hot like that, hands bound, blindfolded and legs up in the air. God it just made Emmett want to fuck him into oblivion right then.

But that wasn't part of the game…

Looking over at the clock, Emmett saw he only had a few minutes left, so he quickly retrieved Edward's iPod, turning it to some of Edward's favourite music - anticlimactic to the scene, but it would do its job of making the younger boy deaf. He leaned over his lover's body, whispering into his ear while he pushed the vibrator even deeper into his lover, earning a low whimper from Edward.

"If you dare cum while I'm gone, I'll make you pay for it," he growled, loving how Edward stiffened at his threat, before growling. Emmett quickly smacked him on the ass, earning a jolt. "Don't make me gag you."

Just as the headphones were pushed into Edward's ears, someone knocked on the door. Emmett grinned darkly, not caring for his lack of attire as he walked to the door, opening it to reveal Jasper Whitlock. The Texan grinned widely, noting with raised eyebrow the other man's nudity. It was kind of hard to miss.

"Already having fun?" he asked in his lazy, sexy Southern drawl. One of Edward's favourite things; Jasper was very vocal in bed. And that accent was absolutely divine.

"You know it. You ready to join in?"

"Please!" Jasper said, grinning as he shrugged off his coat, letting it fall over the back of the couch. "I'm always ready to make Cullen scream." Emmett couldn't help but grin as the blonde's gaze turned towards Emmett's bedroom, drawn by the small moan. Raising an eyebrow at Emmett, he walked forward, stopping suddenly at the doorway when he saw Edward.

"Fucking hell, McCarthy. You sure know how to make a guy want him," he growled, running a hand through his hair, already breathing heavily as Emmett came up behind him. "Can he hear me?"

"Nope," the brunette replied with a smirk. "He can't see or hear us. He's our bitch. I have one rule though." He came around the front, so Jasper would be forced to look at him instead of the writhing Adonis on the couch. "You don't get to touch him without my permission. And I mean at all. I'm going to be the ring leader here. Understand?" The blond nodded, both eagerly and seriously. There's no way he was going to fuck up having a night with these two men; just the thought of it got him excited. And Edward…lying right there…crap the boy looked good.

Emmett walked over to his whimpering lover, sliding his fingers in and grabbing the vibrator, that was still going full throttle. Edward reflexively shied away from the touch before he moaned deeply, trying to shove his hips back onto Emmett's fingers as the brunette pulled the little buzzing device out. Edward whined at the lost, his fingers flexing, as the rope had cut off some of his circulation and they were becoming numb. Emmett mercifully let his hands free, and Edward's legs dropped to the bed as he gasped, rubbing his wrists as he sat up, wincing behind the blindfold. Jasper smirked, seeing Edward standing straight at attention, flushed with arousal and the effort of not coming. The younger boy reached out, trying to find his lover, and he pulled Emmett into a kiss. Jasper remembered being in that position all too well, and it was hot seeing it from a third person perspective. He wondered briefly if Edward had kept any of their movies; he had seen Emmett's and Edward's porn video on the way in. That shit was tame compared to what Jasper had the boy doing.

In fact…the blonde left the room for a moment, letting the other two men work themselves up as he went over to the package that Emmett had left open. He recognized the company, and couldn't wait to see what Cullen's new lover was willing to try out.

Inside he found some pretty impressive stuff; floggers, plugs and cock rings. The classics. Perhaps he was starting tame. Jasper pulled out the small birch stick, tapping it against his palm as he looked at the final of the home video, playing on the big screen. Emmett really was rough with the boy; rougher than Jasper would have thought. It was hot watching and hearing Edward scream for the brunette, even if it angered Jasper that it wasn't him doing it. Why had they broken up again? Oh right…bitch Tanya. Naturally. Details are unimportant; let's just say it involved a lot of lying and manipulation, playing off of Jasper's jealous nature.

The two hadn't been together for a good number of years, but Jasper still fantasized about taking Edward, over and over again. It was one of his favourite fantasies to lose himself into.

Tonight, it would have appeared that his dreams were about to come true. If only Emmett weren't so damn protective of his lover. Jasper's ex-lover. If he could go back and do it all again he would never have driven Edward away.

I'm going to fuck you so hard Cullen, and to hell with McCarthy…

Jasper rejoined the other two, seeing Emmett still kissing Edward. The bronze-haired boy was still blindfolded, his hands rebound so they were behind his back. The position he was in was slightly awkward, but Edward still managed to make it look graceful, as he desperately sought friction between himself and his lover, still unaware of Jasper's presence, his dark brown eyes focused on the pale beauty. Fuck, Jasper had forgotten how glorious he looked when in the throes of passion. Jasper stepped over, kneeling on Edward's opposite side, but in a way that the younger boy wouldn't notice him still. His hearing and sight was still blocked by the blindfold and iPod, and he was pleading with Emmett between touches to let him see and hear. It was one of the most beautiful things Jasper had ever heard, and it went straight to his hard cock. Jasper had shed his clothing on the way to the bed, and now he was slowly stroking himself, revelling in the sounds that the bronze-haired boy made.

Emmett finally broke away from kissing his young lover, to look over at Jasper. He pushed gently on the man' shoulder, so he fell back onto the bed. Then, angling himself, he directed Edward's head over to Jasper's straining erection. Once he found it, Edward opened his mouth obediently, fully taking in Jasper. The blonde groaned, his head falling back against the bed as he knotted his hands into Edward's thick bronze hair, unknowingly mimicking Emmett; the youngest of the three had no idea he was sucking off a different man. His senses were overrode by Emmett already; he could still taste and smell him, so the thought that it wasn't Emmett stiffened blow him in pleasure never crossed his mind.

Until Emmett finally pushed himself off the bed. Sensing the change in weight, Edward pulled back a little. His eyes were blocked but his body language said it all; he was starting to figure out that there was at least someone else in the room.

Emmett came around behind his young lover, re-lubing his fingers again. He quickly inserted two fingers into Edward's ass, causing him to stiffen and inadvertently moan around Jasper's cock, making the blonde moan in turn. There was no way he could have forgotten Edward's talented mouth, but his memories couldn't hold a candle to the reality. Either Emmett and Jasper liked the same things in a good blow job, or Edward subconsciously knew that this was his old lover underneath him. Jasper hoped it was the second option, as Edward slowly drove him crazy with his tongue, sucking Jasper for all he was worth as Emmett slowly pumped in and out of him. When the bronze-haired boy's muscles started to spasm around Emmett's fingers, he pulled out, kneeling behind the boy and thrusting into him easily. Edward moaned again, even as he stiffened at the sudden invasion; it was blindingly obvious now that there were more than two people in the room, but who was the third?

With renewed vigour, Edward starting to really suck in earnest at the cock in his mouth, running his teeth lightly over the shaft as he bobbed his head up and down slowly, until Jasper's hand at the back of his head stopped him. The blonde stiffened, thrusting up into Edward's eager mouth as he came with a shudder. It felt so right to be like this again, even if his ex-lover was currently being fucked by another man.

When Jasper pulled away, his already rehardening cock sliding from Edward's mouth, the boy was free to make his little whimpers and moans of pleasure, all but collapsing onto his forearms as Emmett began to thrust into him as hard as he could. Jasper moved onto his knees, hurriedly pulling the headphones out of Edward's ears, pushing the iPod off of the bed. Allowed to hear once more, Edward revelled in the sounds that Emmett was making above him; the animal grunts and groans that he adored so much.

Jasper smirked, lowering his lips beside Edward's ear.

"You look so hot on your knees like that, moaning like the whore you are. Jesus I've missed the sight of you." Edward stiffened at his words, finally recognizing the third party member as his ex-lover. Just as he moaned out the word 'Jasper', the Texan pulled his head up for a kiss. Their lips clashed in a fiery meeting. Edward, despite having been thrown off balance by this sudden revelation, was still the same forceful kisser that Jasper had always remembered him being, their tongues sliding together with animal pressure. Edward pushed more weight onto his knees, causing himself to lean back into Emmett, who groaned at the sensation, and Edward knotted his fingers into Jasper's blonde locks, his lips becoming savage with his ex-lover, grunts mixing with the boy's slight whimper. Jasper was a huge fan of using his teeth when kissing, and Edward's lips were soon red and swollen from the attention they were receiving, giving him the debauched whore look that both of his lovers loved so much.

Emmett stifled a growl, seeing Edward kissing Jasper. Both men were getting really into it, and Edward's muscles were spasming around his cock until the tightness was almost painful. Emmett dug his fingernails into Edward's flesh as he stilled, fully inside of the younger man as he filled him up, making the other whimper more loudly, directly into Jasper's mouth.

"Please…" he begged to the room at large. "Please…I can't hold it…"

"No way in hell Cullen," Emmett growled, pulling out. Christ he still felt ready for a round three. Edward definitely had an aura about him; something about the boy just made both Emmett and Jasper want to fuck him senseless, over and over again. Pound him until he was raw.

There was a very real threat of that happening.

"My turn," Jasper said with a smirk, pushing himself off of the bed. Emmett, however, stopped him.

"That ass is mine. If you take Edward I get you." The smirk on the brunette's face said it all; he didn't think that someone as strong-willed as Jasper would let himself be cowed in such a way, to let another man take him in the ass. However, he would be startled at the lengths Jasper would go to, to get another sweet, sweet moment of Edward, writhing beneath him as he came.

For him.

For Jasper.

"Deal." A flash of surprise crossed Emmett's face, before the expression melted into an eager grin.

"You don't know what you've gotten yourself into."

"I'll take my chances."

Emmett's grin widened, and he tossed Jasper the bottle of warming lubricant. The blonde grinned, his normally dark brown eyes alight with excitement, as he stepped over to Edward. The boy had obediently stayed in position, though he was breathing heavily and shaking with the exertion of not coming. He could feel the eyes of the other two men on him and, exhibitionist that he was, it excited him all the more. Jasper came up behind him, in between Edward's legs that hung over the bed. Reaching forward, he placed a hand on his pale shoulder, making the younger man jump and move his head, to try and look at Jasper. The blindfold, however, made it impossible.

Edward let out a startled yelp as Jasper suddenly flipped him over, so the boy was on his back. Jasper quickly squirted a liberal amount of lubricant onto his palm, rubbing his hand up and down along his aching shaft a few times, before he knelt on the edge of the bed, falling forward so he was on his hands and knees. He ran his hands over Edward's body, teasing at the skin, making the boy underneath him arch into his touch. Each little movement and sound increased Jasper's arousal all the more, as his fingers started to tease the nipple. He lowered his mouth to Edward's neck, biting down very slightly as he slid into him. One of Jasper's hands flew to Edward's erection, pumping him up and down as he began to slide in and out of the boy's tight channel, growling against his flesh as he built up his steady rhythm. Behind Jasper, the blonde could hear another little squirting sound as Emmett filled his palm with more warming liquid, then he shoved two fingers into Jasper's own ass. The blonde lurched a little, driving himself deeper into Edward with a groan, his eyes falling closed. Emmett smirked, loving the slight pain that he knew came with sudden invasion, that came without warning. Jasper had never been entered in such a way; he had always been the aggressor, the one to invade. Of course, that didn't mean he had never been touched there, but still…it felt weird.

Until Emmett started to stroke the special spot inside him, earning a groan of a different type from the blonde. Jasper pulled his teeth away from Edward's neck, realizing he was dangerously close to breaking skin. There was a beautiful set of bite marks and red skin, right where Jasper's mouth had been, where the neck became the shoulder. What a beautiful love bite. That would serve as a reminder to Emmett; who Edward had belonged to first.

Emmett was slightly gentler with Jasper than he had been with his lover; he gave the blonde plenty of warning before entrance, and slid in with the utmost care, letting each inch be accustomed to before sliding in further, until he was fully buried inside the gorgeous tan body of the Texan. Despite being a technical virgin this way, Edward was still tighter than Jasper. Or perhaps it was just because Emmett knew that he wasn't entering his lover; his rightful recipient. Oh well.

Jasper was in ecstasy; every time Emmett pulled back, he pushed in deeper into the boy beneath him, only to be pulled back onto Emmett again. Every place was a live wire to him, and he was loving every second of it. To be inside Edward was heaven, and then to be invaded also by his ex lover's lover…the sensations were amazing as well as foreign.

It wasn't long until all three boys were nearing their release. Jasper and Emmett were free to release at any time, so the only one pleading was Edward. Both older males revelled in the sound, as he cried out both of their names, begging for the released that both of them refused to give. Jasper hooked his hands under Edward's thighs, bringing his legs up to hook them around his waist, driving as deeply as he could into the younger male. Finally, when he felt he had tortured the boy enough, Jasper reached forward, tearing the blindfold off. Edward's eyes were bright, luminous green, full of desire and passion and lust as he stared up into the brown eyes of Jasper, and then the near-black eyes of Emmett, over his shoulder. Damn; the best sight in the fucking world, and he would be there to witness both mend he had let himself love coming above him.

"Fuck…" Emmett came first, his eyes shutting tightly as he stilled, releasing himself into Jasper. As he came, the brief desire to pull out and make Edward swallow all of him crossed his mind, but he was already too busy filling up the virgin hole of the Texan. As he slid out, Jasper really started to pump into Edward in earnest. The bronze-haired boy let his head fall back, his eyes closing as he fought to hold out, to come as Jasper did. Emmett came around to Edward's head, pulling his head back up savagely. Jasper smirked a little.

"Keep your eyes open, darlin'," he said in his lazy Southern drawl. "I want to see you as you come for me."

The words sent a stab of anger through the brunette, but he kept silent.

It seemed seconds and years before Jasper finally tensed, his jaw clenched as his nails digging into Edward's sensitive flesh. The boy would have quite the collection of marks tomorrow to sport. Edward arched his back, crying out as he came with a huge shudder, his muscles clamping down hard on Jasper, making the blonde follow on behind after a few more thrusts. Both men were still for several long seconds, before they collapsed on the bed, breathing heavily. Emmett sat next to them, stroking both of their hair gently as they recuperated from their intense orgasms. From underneath Jasper, Edward looked up at his lover with a large crooked smile, his eyes still bright with happiness as he reached a hand up, cupping Emmett's cheek. He drew the older man's lips down to his own, capturing him in a sweet, gentle kiss. A complete contrast to the instinctual fucking that had gone on only moments before.

Jasper finally slid out of Edward with a light groan, and Edward whimpered at the sudden loss, the sudden emptiness inside of him. Emmett drew the youngest of the three of them to his chest, still stroking his hair as Jasper stood, getting himself dressed. He came back into the room, smiling widely. He crawled up onto the bed, kissing first Emmett, and then Edward.

"That was fun," he said, looking at the two of them as he straightened. "Hey McCarthy, if you ever need to tame Cullen again you give me a call." Emmett simply laughed, as Edward looked to him with a confused expression. Once the door closed, signalling Jasper's departure, he spoke;

"You invited him here to tame me?" he asked with a sly crooked smile.

"You know it. And now I'm going to have to punish you all over again."

"…Why?" Edward asked. God bless him he was fucking adorable when he was confused.

"Because…" Emmett's voice grew low and husky. Edward could feel him hardening all over again against the small of his back, earning a shiver from him as Emmett kept his lips against his lover's ear, whispering, "You fucked another man. I think I need to remind you who you belong to."

"You," Edward murmured in reply, his eyes falling closed.

"Remember that."

Author's Note: Okay. Now…I've been working on this Chronicle for a good two weeks. At least. I was getting so frustrated it was making me cry. You can ask sarahlizzie, who I have to say has just been great for supporting me and calming me down when I was inches away from throwing my laptop against the wall.

This was inspired by Togetherget (which is amazing) and The Forbidden Room (which is also fucking amazing). So I recommend both of those; they're just mind blowing.

I didn't proof read this very well. Sorry for any mistakes.

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