The Twilight Twenty-Five
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Prompt: 17 Lick
Pen Name: 2b_twi_inspired
Pairing/Main Character(s): Edward/Bella
Rating: M

Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns all things Twilight. I do not.

A/N: Not beta'd. All errors are mine.

O/S Title: The Ultimate Pick Up Line

"My lips are numb." I swayed a little in my seat. I can't really feel my fingers either.

"Maybe it is time we leave. What do you think, Bella?" Alice hiccuped. The waitress delivered my bottle of water and I opened it to take a drink.

"It's still kind of early." I frowned and glanced over at Alice.

"Well, there is this cute blonde guy that I have run into a couple of times tonight. I think I might want to kiss him, just a little." She winked.

"Well, when I can see well enough, point him out to me."

0000000 2 hours later00000

After several bottles of water and multiple trips to the bathroom, I am back from the edge of being sloshed and just happily buzzed.

"I'm making my move. He's the blonde at the bar, next to the guy with the messed up hair." I turned my attention to the bar and immediately noticed the guy with the messed up hair. I chuckled because even Alfalfa would have problems slicking that shit down. He's hot in a sort of carefree, "fuck you", kind of way.

"Okay, Alice, go for it. I'm going to have a smoke. I'll meet you in a few."

I walked out the door leading to the secure alley and lit my cigarette. The door opened and closed slowly next to me.

"Hey, you are the guy with the messed up hair?" His lips turned up to form a sideways grin. As he exhaled, I watched the smoke and his lips.

"You must be Alice's drunk friend."

"Nah, I'm not drunk. I can still feel my fingers." I waved them in his face.

"I'm Edward." He extends his hand.

"I'm Bella." I felt like I was in some fairytale where time stands still. I have had way too many tequila shots. That damn worm is starting to do crazy shit to my brain.

"Are you cold, do you want to go back inside? " He asked as he looked down and stepped on his cigarette. I let my eyes scan his body, and yes, I really wanted to lick him. I have to think of something quick.

"No. I'm okay. But, while you are here, you could help me with something." He looks at me with a confused smile. It's the kind of smile that says 'you're crazy, but go on.'

"See, I really need to test a theory I have." I winced and waited for his response.

"Okay, what's your theory?" He asked and ran his hand through his hair.

"Well, my brain says that I have had so much to drink that I can't feel my lips or my tongue. I say that I can." I pinched my tongue for emphasis. There's that hint of crazy again.

"And, how does this involve me exactly?" He asked as he crossed his arms.

"Well," I stepped a little closer, "I need to lick you to know if I still have my sense of taste, and I need to kiss you to make sure my lips still work." I said while offering him my most innocent smile. I felt his hands move slowly to my hips.

"Is there some kind of compensation for testing a drunk girls theory?" He said with a smirk.

"I am sure we can arrange something for your participation?" I responded with a smirk of my own.

"Okay, I'm in. Test away."

I pressed my body closer, his grip became tighter. He walked us over to the brick wall and slid down a little so I didn't have to stand on my tip-toes to reach him. I giggled at his efforts. When he stilled, I slowly placed a very light kiss to his chin, then two more along his jaw line to the left. Then, placed another kiss just below his ear. I used my tongue to lightly lick his jaw and the spot on his neck just under his chin. His eyes closed and his long lashes fluttered. My whole body hummed due to his response to my actions.

I pulled back for a moment, just to take in the look on his face. So sexy and serene. Our eyes met. "One more kiss." I said breathlessly. He nodded and moved a centimeter closer. "No, just stay still. Don't move." I focused on the dark pink of his lower lip. I need to taste him just once.

I placed my lips to his and breathed him in. Slowly, I let my tongue lightly caress his lower lip before I took it into my mouth gingerly tugged. We both moaned and my heart pounded in my chest.

"I can't. I can't do it like this." He whispered and forcefully took my face in his hands. Our lips and tongues crashed together. We kissed and licked and touched for what felt like hours, although I knew it was only minutes. We finally pulled away to catch our breath. Then he placed one gentle kiss on my lips and when he spoke, his voice was raspy and it made me want to hold him forever.

"So did you feel that?" He asked as his thumb lightly stroked my cheek.

"Yeah, maybe."

"Hmm. So your body wins, right?" He grinned and held me tighter.

"I would say so." I said as I sighed. Content.

"Well, I think I have decided what my compensation should be."

"And what do you think you deserve?" I tilted my head, wanting to hear more of this talk.

"I think I should get to test a theory of my own. One lick is never really enough." He tilted his forehead to mine.

It took me about half a second to think about it. I slipped my hand in his.

"Let's get out of here."