**Just as a note, if you guys dont like what happens in the story dont read it. Its a can fiction, which means i can generally write what i like as long as i dont claim the characters as mine. If your just going to review saying "Carlisle wouldnt act like this, grow up" or "your really pushing the age thing" or anything related to that, dont. I accept constructive critcisim and things i could do better, but dont review if your just going to bash me or my story. If you dont like it, dont read it. Thank you**
As i slept i dreamt of the night i got sick again. Only this time it was different. When i opened my eyes i was 13 again and laying naked in bed against Carlisle's cool skin. He was whispering to me softly as his ice cold hands travled down my body. They slowly traced down my sides and glided over my hips. With my fever his skin was so inviting that i just let his hands wander, not realizing what was happening.
"C-carlisle your hands..f-feel so good.." i managed to croak weakly. Carlisle stopped suddenly, not realizing i had woken but i whimpered slightly and pushed closer to his body. Untill now i had never noticed in my delirium that he was completley naked, and our hips were matched perfectly.
"Amber..are you awake..?" Carlisle asked, kissing my forehead. I only nodded, my mouth too dry to form words and shifted slightly so that more of my body was exposed to his stone like flesh.
"T-try not to move s-so much hun.." I noticed his voice was a little more jagged and his breath was quick and short, though he need not breathe. Thats when i felt something against my lower stomach, something big and throbbing. My hands which were already pressed to my own chest, slid down slowly to investigate. Once they were low enough, my fingers brushed over the object pressed to my stomach and i heard a stifled gasp come from Carlisle's mouth.
"y-you're hard.." i said flatly, it wasnt a question. Carlisle's travling hands found their way to my rear end and he rubbed it softly.
"I-im hard.." he responded, trying to use the same flat tone. Just as i was about to ask why i felt his hands grab my butt and press me closer to him, his erection pressing harder against me. Although it didnt make sense, his erection was just as cold, if not colder then the rest of him. And to be honnest i wanted it. But my pre teen mind didnt think such thoughts, it just wondered why Carlisle would be hard, or how he could even get hard for that matter.
As my mind pondered this, Carlisle had lifted me slightly and his hard member slipped between my thighs. A rather loud moan escaped the mans mouth as the warmth of my legs surrounded him.
At first i thought he was going to enter me and take my virginity, but his erection never strayed from between my thighs. I slowly managed to pry my eyes open and looked up at Carlisle. Although my vision was blurry, i managed to make out his face, his eyes closed and his mouth open, shallow shaky breath comming from his lungs.
"C-carlisle..?" i began, but as soon as i spoke his eyes opened and he crushed his lips to mine in a kiss. As he kissed me his hips began moving to move his throbbing member between my thighs. After a few moments, he broke off this kiss and burried his face in my hair.
"i-im s-sorry Amber..i-i cant.." he babbled before starting to thrust against my legs harder, moaning softly as his speed increased. If not for the fever my face would have flushed bright red and i may have reacted more. But i just lay there as Carlisle thrusted between my thighs, his member just grazing my virgin pussy every so often.
"A-amber..i-im sorry i-im going t-to.." Carlisle whispered and pressed my body closer to him. With a few more thrusts i felt a thick, cold liquid squirt onto my thighs. Carlisle pulled out from between my legs and pressed his throbbing member against my stomach and his squirted his cum onto me.
When he was done he looked at me, ashamed of himself and leaned down to whisper something in my ear. But as my dream fadded away i couldnt catch what he had said, and everything went black.
