A/N: SM still owns Twilight and I only own this story.

Now, what are the boys up to…?

Ch 12 Regret?

EPOV

We ride in silence on the way home. I just rest my head on his shoulder with my hand on his thigh. When he needs to shift gears I raise my head enough for him to have room to move. He lays his hand over mine and strokes my fingers with his thumb.

"Does it seem strange that we are comfortable kissing and holding each other, I mean not being scared or unsure if the other is ok with it?" I ask turning my hand over to clasp our hands together.

"No, not really; we have rough housed, showered together, always sat by the other and hugged sometimes. I think we are comfortable because we are so close, know what I mean?"

"Yeah, when we slept in the same bed the last few months it was hard to hide my excitement. I didn't want you to see and get disgusted with me. Even if we weren't touching, I just had to be near you; even if it was just as friends and didn't become anything more," I speak just above a whisper.

"I was the same way. I didn't want to lose you after all these years. I did what I could to hide my bulge, it wasn't easy."

"That is definitely not something easy to hide," I laugh out.

"Oh shut it, you're not that small either," he says grabbing my thigh and squeezing.

"How do you feel about last night, in my room?" he asks glancing at me then straight ahead watching the road. "We haven't talked about it, so I figured we might need to."

"Are, uh...are you regretting it?" I ask turning my head to look out the passenger window, not wanting to see any regret or disgust on his face.

He pulls off on the side of the road shutting the truck off. He gets out and I start to have slow silent tears fall, he doesn't want to be with me.

I wasn't expecting him to open the passenger door. I move to slide over and get out, but when I get closer to the door he climbs in straddling my lap and closes the door. I have my head in my hands thinking he wants me gone.

He put his hands on mine trying to pull them down, I resist. He moves his hands to my hair and holds on resting his forehead to mine.

"Babe, please look at me, put your hands down." I let them fall from my face to my lap. I didn't open my eyes, I just cry silent tears.

"Babe, I don't regret last night, I know you and you always worry. This is not something to worry about at all. I love you and last night was the best of my entire life. You don't know how long I have fantasied about being with you, the weight of your cock on my tongue, wondering if I was going to be good at it; afraid you wouldn't want me at all let alone be able to do that with you. I worried myself sick on whether or not you would still be my friend after I told you I am in love with you. I didn't want to lose my best friend; I love you and only you. Please don't leave me," he whispers the last out, crying the whole time he talked.

I slowly open my eyes sliding my hands up his outer thighs; I reach his shirt and fist it tight. I'm still sobbing and can't get my words out. He looks in my eyes and pulls me to him, kissing me gently. I slide my tongue against his bottom lip and he opens sliding his tongue along mine. It isn't hurried or desperate; it is slow, loving and full of emotion.

I pull away just pecking his lips, thinking of what I want, no, need to tell him.

"Love, I know I worry too much, but this is new for both of us, I just didn't want to lose my best friend either. Fantasies are great, but terrifying, wanting it and not sure how the other person would feel or react to it. I don't regret anything, other than maybe panicking when you moved or being embarrassed over some things, it was the best night of my life as well. I would never leave you; my worry was of you leaving me because you regretted what we did or didn't want to be with me. I'm sorry for how I acted, please forgive me."

"Ed, there is nothing to be sorry for, you didn't do anything wrong. I have the same fears, all of them. I love you and you love me, right?" I nod looking into his eyes. "Then it's settled, we leave all fears and worries here by the road and move on to better things. We have to talk things out like now because we both need to be honest about everything and our feelings are new and raw so we both are emotional and that makes it worse. Don't think I want to get rid of you, you're my best friend, soul mate, I do believe, and you're my life," he says kissing me lightly.

"I couldn't live without you Jazz. Soul mates? That sounds about right; I guess destiny had plans for us even if we didn't see it when we met 10 years ago. I love you so much," I say kissing him with everything I have.

He pulls away opening the door getting out. "I believe we need to get going, you sitting here or moving back over?" he asks cradling my jaw rubbing my cheek with his thumb.

I just smile turning to kiss his palm and move back to the center of the seat where I sat earlier. He closes the door with a smile and walks around getting in to drive us home.

It felt good to talk; he is just like me, really in this relationship, fears, tears and all.

It takes us a few minutes to get home and he parks. We climb out and start walking over to his house, dad looks out the window at us and we stop looking back at him. He mouths 'one hour', we both nod, he turns back to the room. We walk over to the door; Jasper unlocks it pulling me inside behind him.

JPOV

Riding back from the clearing was not what I was expecting. We needed to talk and I didn't think he would misunderstand me, but I see how that happened with the way I said we needed to talk about last night. I was nervous trying to talk to him, but I least expected him to think I wanted to be away from him. I never want to let him go. Stopping to talk helped both of us to open up some, I didn't intend to break down like I did, but with him already crying and upset just made my heart hurt. I am so happy we got it out of our systems; I started feeling better when he said he loved me and destiny had plans for us all along. I believe so too.

I drove home just touching any part of him I was able to while driving. He never took his hand off me the whole drive home. I pulled him out with me after I parked; walking to my house we notice Carlisle in the window, he mouths 'one hour' to us and we nod at him. I pull Edward with me to my house unlocking the door and pull him in behind me. I lock the door and put my arms around him holding him tight.

"Do you want anything to eat or drink?" I ask.

"Maybe just some water, I'm not hungry."

I let him go and walk into the kitchen getting both of us a bottle of water from the fridge. I walk back to the living room and he is just standing there rocking foot to foot.

"You want to sit down here or go to my room?"

"Your room."

I hand him his water taking his other hand to walk him upstairs. We enter my room and he lets go of my hand drinking his water walking to put it on the night stand. I drink some of mine and sit it next to his.

He pushes up against me wrapping his arms around my waist laying his head on my shoulder. "Will you lie down with me?" he whispers out.

I pivot us around and lay down with him climbing up the bed over me. When I got comfortable he lies down on top of me resting his head over my heart. I comb my fingers through his hair, loving the feel of his weight on me.

"Do you want to just lie here or would you rather listen to music or watch TV?" I ask not sure what he was up for tonight.

"I would like to get you out of this shirt," he says into my chest. I move to sit up and he lifts off me to watch what I'm doing. I grab the back of my t-shirt and pull it over my head throwing it to the floor. He does the same then pushes me down with his hand on my chest. He lowered his mouth to my neck, kissing lightly licking his mark; I ran my hands up his sides to his shoulders pulling him down on me.

The feel of his bare chest against mine has me whimpering. I want to get him out of his jeans, now. I run my hands down his back over his ass grabbing handfuls. He licks up my neck to my ear saying, "What do you want to do?"

"Feel you, skin to skin…please."

"Oh god, how did you know what I was thinking? I can't handle these jeans anymore their hurting me," he says climbing off the bed to get his jeans and boxer briefs off. I lay on the bed pulling mine down with my boxer briefs and kicking them and my boots to the floor. He starts to climb back up on top of me and I shake my head and move over. He looks at me curiously and I just pat the bed wanting him to lie down.

"Lie down, please," I say patting the bed again.

He lies down on his back and I climb over to straddle him, leaning down to kiss him. I suck on his bottom lip, biting it then lick it to ease the sting. I kiss him slipping my tongue in his mouth and he moans. I slide my legs down him and align our cocks, both hard as steel and leaking pre-cum. I roll my hips to rub my cock against his and he pushes back. I would never get this feeling, wanting him like this, out of my system.

I lay on him kissing him down his jaw licking his Adams apple, sucking on it gently; his breath hitches so I do it again. I kiss my way down his body, licking his nipples and swirling my tongue in his belly button. I reach his cock and wrap my hand around it feeling it all slick from our pre-cum that mixed together on it. I stroke his cock leaning up to lick the slit; he's fisting the sheets breathing heavy. His cock head is swollen and turning purple. I just had to have him in my mouth again. I close my lips around the head and suck lightly.

"Oh God, oh God, oh God…don't stop…ugh…that feels so good…please," he says whimpering and moaning.

I relax as much as I can and go down on him slowly, he hit the back of my throat and I start to gag and pull up a bit. I slide back down his cock and when I feel it getting close to my throat I relax and breathe through my nose, I get the head of his dick in my throat. It is fantastic; I pull off and do it again, going farther than before. I keep doing this until I have his whole cock in my mouth and down my throat. It is amazing; I love the feeling of swallowing his cock.

He withers, moans, groans and whimpers at everything I am doing to him. When I get him fully in my mouth, I grab his hands looking up at him, placing his hands on my head. I hold his hips and slowly bob my head up and down working him in and out of my throat. Every time I pull it out he groans and when I get it back in my throat he whimpers and pulls me down a little more fisting my hair hard. The feeling of him trying to keep from cumming is glorious, I like when he pulls my hair trying to get as far down my throat as possible.

I hum and that really gets his attention. "Please…babe…let me…cum…ugh," he pants out, I bob up and down his cock a little faster not really letting him come out of my throat and he tries to thrust up into my mouth. I start moving faster and he jerks his hips saying, "ah…cumming." With that I swallow again and his cock jerks in my throat shooting his cum done inside me. I keep swallowing as I pull off him and get a mouthful of his cum, it is the best flavor I ever had. I pump his cock getting all his luscious cum. He relaxes into the bed as I move to lie on top of him.

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