A/N: Slurpy licks for the best beta ever, Siouxchef.
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JPOV
After all the waiting and not knowing, I was so thrilled that we had set plans for Bella coming to live with us. Edward seemed just as excited. We spent one Saturday cleaning out my old bedroom and reorganizing the furniture in Edward's room so that three people and their things could fit comfortably. It was not an easy task.
About a week before Bella was due to arrive, her things got to us. I opened the boxes, not waiting for Edward. I could smell Bella on everything and it eased the ache I'd had since we left her in Boston.
When Edward came home, he found me in the middle of our bed, surrounded by Bella's things. He didn't laugh at me like I expected. Instead, he joined me. I hoped Bella wouldn't be too sad or angry if she ever found out that we made love on top of her clothes, missing her so badly that we almost didn't get off.
I left for practice the day before Bella was due to arrive, barely dragging myself away from the webcam chat the three of us were having. I felt more than a little peeved that Edward got to finish with Bella, and I had to go suppress myself for the rest of the night.
Practice sucked. Every time I let my mind roam, I started thinking about Bella naked and panting underneath me as I thrust into her. It was even more difficult when I pictured Edward beneath me, but only because I knew him and his body so much better.
I was in the shower when coach Hamlett walked by and I reached out to grab his arm and get his attention.
"Hey, coach. I need to talk to you."
He was a great man that I knew I could trust, but I was unsure how he would react to my last minute request for time off.
"What's up, Whitlock?"
He stood against the wall, avoiding most of the spray from the shower as I finished rinsing off.
"I, uh, I'm not gonna be here tomorrow, or for the rest of the weekend." I turned away from him so I couldn't see his expression as the words registered with him.
"Everything okay, Jasper? You never take any time off. Since we don't even have any scrimmage games for a few more weeks it's not a big deal, I just want to make sure that you're okay."
He was sympathetic and understanding, and I was grateful for that. I let out the breath I wasn't aware I had been holding and turned back around to face him as I shut off the water.
"Yeah, every thing's cool, Coach. I just need some time off this weekend. I'll be here on Monday."
He smiled and slapped my back as I walked away.
Friday dawned and it was a beautiful day. It was so nice in fact, that I got up before Edward and made him breakfast. In the nude. When I carried the food and coffee into the bedroom, he was laying on the bed with a smile on his face and lust in his eyes.
"Good morning, love. Any particular reason you're spoiling me this morning?" He had a smug look on his face and he was eying me like I was breakfast as he reached over to take his coffee from the tray.
"Nope, none at all. I can't dote on my man without a reason?"
I set the tray down as he reached over to slap my ass and pull me into bed with him. I landed on top of him and he started kissing my neck, nipping and sucking at it the way he knew I couldn't resist. I ground myself into him and he moaned against my skin. Things were getting a little heated before he moved me off of him.
I'm man enough to admit that I whimpered and whined at him. I might have even pouted. He leaned over and licked my bottom lip as it jutted out.
"Jasper, Bella will be here in less than four hours. Don't you think we're going to need as much energy as we can get?"
He kissed me softly again before getting up from bed. I groaned at the sight of his naked body. He heard me and turned back towards me, giving me a fantastic, mouthwatering view of his large erection. I reached for him, but he sidestepped me with a chuckle.
"You know Edward, giving me blue balls now isn't going to enhance my performance later when I have both you and Bella in bed..."
His laugh floated back towards me on the bed as he slipped into the bathroom. I closed my eyes and flopped back down on the bed, imagining him all wet and soapy. This isn't helping me at all. That was when I noticed he left the bathroom door open.
I made my way into the bathroom and saw something even more perfect than what I was imagining: Edward was wet and soapy, but he was also waiting for me. Heaven...
BPOV
Three weeks was simultaneously too much time and not enough. I picked through all of my things, with Angela's help, to figure out what I was taking and what I was leaving. I left most of the furniture with her, thinking the next roommate might make use of it.
Over half of my clothes went to Goodwill since I had a feeling I was going to be forced into many shopping trips, courtesy of my boys. I was accepted the fact that they enjoyed spending money on me.
One week before I was set to fly out, I sent ahead all of the boxes that I could. I was left with one suitcase and one carry-on for the flight. After I got home from the UPS Store, I knew it was time to do something I had been putting off for a while. It was time to call my father.
I roped Ange into sitting with me as I made the phone call. I was hoping she could keep me grounded enough so I didn't fly off the handle when my dad flipped out about my move. I knew he wasn't going to take the news of my move well, boys or no boys, so I had decided not to mention them.
Ange and both of the boys supported me on that, all of us agreeing that Charlie wasn't ready to know. I knew that I certainly wasn't ready to try and explain it yet.
I sat at the kitchen table with Angela on my right and a glass of wine in my left hand. I picked up the phone and stared at it for about five minutes before my exasperated best friend pulled it out of my hand and dialed for me.
"Hello?"
"Hi, Dad," I said, glaring at Angela. I hadn't even had time to gather my thoughts before he picked up the phone. She smiled at me and mouthed "do it now." Some friend she is.
"Bella! I'm so happy to hear from you! How are things going out there in Boston, kiddo? Acing all of your classes?" I felt so guilty, knowing he wasn't going to be so happy in a moment.
"Boston's as great as ever Dad. Classes are... well, that's kind of what I called to talk to you about."
"What? You aren't failing anything, are you? Do you need money? What's the problem?"
"Well, no, I'm not failing. In fact, I've picked a specialty. That's why I'm calling..." I trailed off. I wasn't even at the bad part yet and I was already gulping down my wine like it was going to save me.
"Oh that's great, I think. What about your pick has you calling me?" He was wary. I could tell from his tone that he knew he wasn't going to like whatever I had to say.
"Well, I decided to specialize in teaching law. I can't do that at Harvard, though, so I'm transferring to Northwestern Law in Chicago. I'm leaving Boston in a week." I was met with a screaming silence on the other end of the phone line. The only reason I didn't check to see if my phone had cut out was that I could hear breathing. Heavy, angry breathing.
"Isabella Marie Swan! You're transferring OUT of Harvard when you have a four point oh average and only one year left? And you're leaving before this year is even over? What are you thinking?"
Charlie was coming close to yelling, something he never did. I tried to take a gulp from my wine glass, only to realize it was empty. Angela, bless her, got up and filled it for me while Charlie was still expressing his disbelief. She squeezed my hand and together we waited for Charlie's temper tantrum to subside so I could get another word in.
"DAD! Look, I can't specialize in teaching law here! Did you know, in most states a degree from Harvard Law isn't enough to let you teach? I'm not going to fight with you about this. I applied for the Educational Law specialty at Northwestern and I got in. Please say you'll be happy for me, Dad. I really want this..."
I heard deafening silence again, but this time it was followed by a defeated sigh. I braced myself for what he was going to say. Please don't let him try to come out and help me move...
"Alright Bella, if that's what you really want. I don't like it and I don't understand it, but I'll support you. I'll be happy for you. I love you Bella, and I just want you to be happy. If Chicago will make you happy, then it's okay with me."
I smiled and let out the breath that I was holding. I knew that, eventually, Charlie would be okay with it. We finished our conversation amicably and when I hung up the phone, I threw my arms around Angela's neck and gave her a huge hug.
"I want to go, but I'm going to miss you so much Ange. What am I going to do without you?" I practically sobbed into her shoulder. She laughed at me, and I deserved it. One tough phone call with my father and two glasses of wine, and I was a walking, talking, "Say no to alcohol" ad.
Ange hugged me back, while dialing the phone with one hand. She held the phone to her ear and I realized that it was my phone, not hers. I reached out for it, but she swatted my hands away. I could tell someone answered because Angela turned bright red and pulled the phone away from her ear to look at it in confusion.
"No Jasper... it's Angela." She blushed brightly again as he said something to her, most likely an apology for whatever he said when he answered.
I laughed - Jasper could be quite inventive when he answered the phone. I could only imagine what Angela had been on the receiving end of. She handed me the phone and I smirked as I watched her make her wobbly way into her bedroom and shut the door.
"Whatever did you say to poor Angela?" I taunted Jasper. I finished my last glass of wine and stumbled into my bedroom, throwing myself onto the bed face down, then kicking off my shoes. Jasper made some awkward noises as he thought about his answer.
"Well, I love you, but I think that I'll keep that between Angela and myself for the time being. How are you?" I wanted to press on, to find out what had made Ange so wobbly, but I was drunk and easily distracted.
"Well, I just told my daddy about me moving. He's not happy, but he'll pretend to be. I drank a few glasses of wine and then I cried on Angela. I think that's why she called you. Jassssspperrrrrrr." I was going for seductive, but I think I missed my mark when he started laughing in my ear.
"Baby, you are blitzed. Are you sure you're okay with everything? I know we can't exactly hold an intelligent conversation right now, but you might give me some more insight into how you're feeling about everything."
"Jazzy, none of that made any sense. How about we talk Thursday night at our webcam date and I'll go to sleep now. Okay?" I was shockingly comfy laying at the end of my bed, feet in midair and all of my clothes still on. I set my head onto the mattress and didn't even hang up with Jasper before I fell asleep.
I had no memory of that conversation until Thursday when Jasper brought it up during our webcam date. He and Edward were laughing at me in their (soon to be our) bedroom. I pouted and whined about it until they both apologized for making fun of me.
All too soon, Jasper was rushing out the door to practice.
"So Bella, you really are sure about everything?" Edward grinned his crooked smile at me, and in it I could see all of the reasons why moving was the only option.
"Of course. Someday I want to have babies with your smile." I froze. Did I really just open my mouth and say that out loud? What kind of moron am I? I almost pulled the plug on my laptop and decided that I'd tell him my internet got cut off early. I could think of nothing to say.
"Bella... you have no idea how happy that makes me." He smiled even bigger into the camera, and I felt tears in my eyes. "I want you to have our babies, too. Little bronze haired toddlers and blonde babies, with your eyes."
My breath caught in my throat. Edward described exactly what I had been thinking the other day.
"Are you sure you aren't reading my mind? I thought of the same pretty picture just the other day. The three of us in a house with babies running around. It was the best dream..."
I locked eyes with Edward through the camera and just held them. I couldn't blink, couldn't look away, couldn't move. It hurt that I couldn't reach out and touch him. I watched, in a trance, as Edward reached out and stroked his computer screen.
"Tomorrow, love. Just until Tomorrow."
EPOV
My chat with Bella the night before was... interesting. I was still in shock that she told me she wanted to have our babies. The thought made me ridiculously happy.
I woke up when I felt Jasper slip out of our bed and head into the kitchen. He came back in with a tray of food and coffee. I pulled him to me, and after a few moments of intimacy, I got up, heading into the bathroom to take a shower. I laughed as I heard him speaking to my naked back.
"You know Edward, giving me blue balls now is not going to enhance my performance later when I have both you and Bella in bed..."
I stepped into the shower, thinking about what he said. He was probably right, if we want to last at all once Bella was with us again, we shouldn't be ready to explode like horny teenage boys. By the time Jasper stumbled into the bathroom, I showed him that I changed my mind by asking him to help me wash my back... and front.
We were finished getting dressed and contemplating leaving the apartment early so we could stop and grab coffee on the way to the airport, when the phone rang. Jasper had been a little phone shy since the other night when he said something totally inappropriate to Angela. I rolled my eyes at him and answered the phone.
"Hello?"
"Edward, honey! I'm so glad I caught you! Are you busy, or do you have a moment to chat?" I mouthed "Mom" to Jasper. He nodded and blew a kiss for her.
"Hey Mom. Yeah, no problem, we've got time. Jasper's here too, and he sends his love. What can we do for you?" I had to suppress the urge to tap my fingers in impatience. I really wanted to get to the airport and pickup our Bella. Jasper grabbed my fingers and kissed them to calm me.
I turned to give him a kiss, but missed and almost head butted him, because that was the moment my brain chose to tune back in to my mother's conversation.
"Oh, I hope you're okay with this! I missed my boys and wanted to see you both, so I planned a little trip out there. I arrive as soon as spring semester is over, and I'm staying for a week. I'm so looking forward to seeing you and Jasper. I hope he has a home game while I'm there. I should've checked his schedule before I booked my flights. Honey, you've been awfully quiet, is everything okay?"
In my shock, I had put the phone on speaker so Jasper could hear. We were staring at each other with identical masks of horror on our faces. We knew from our conversation with Esme that she was okay with "us" and, in theory, she's okay with a girl joining the "us"...
"Bella's moving in with us today."
I thought I whispered it to Jasper, but I forgot about the phone being on speaker.
"She is? That's wonderful, boys! I'm sorry I bothered you, you must have so much to get done. I'll let you go and I'm so glad that I'll finally get to meet this Bella. I mean, I met her when you were all in school together, but now since... well, you know."
I listened to my mother babble on for a little longer before Jasper took the phone from my unresisting fingers and finished the call for me. He took my hand and gently led me out to the train station so we could get to the airport on time.
I didn't say a word the whole time. How could I? I was in shock over my mother's easy, loving acceptance of my abnormal romantic situation. I suppose I was happy and thrilled that I wasn't going to have to fight with her over it, but I that didn't mean I could understand it. I haven't blushed this much since high school.
"You know, Edward, it'll be nice to have someone on our side when we decide to tell Carlisle and Charlie. You know they're going to take it poorly, so thank God for Mom. I know that I do."
I broke from my shock-induced coma to see a plane landing from the airline we knew Bella was flying on. We watched from the viewing windows, then ran to where the passengers disembarked. We couldn't wait to see her and we were totally acting like children. I loved every minute of it.
We saw Bella coming towards us, but she was still too far away for us to run and get her. Once she was close enough, I picked her up and swung her in my arms as she laughed. I practically tossed her over to Jasper, who caught her and swung her up to give her a piggy-back ride.
Walking to baggage claim, the three of us kept in constant contact with each other. There were innocent touches and looks, and then the not-so-innocent. After we got Bella's bag, we rode the train to the apartment, talking the whole way. Once we were back, Jasper took her bags into our bedroom.
"I'm so happy to finally be here!" she said, burying herself in my arms. "I can't believe we're all here, we're really doing this. I remember when I thought this was just a one-night stand, opportunity knocks booty-call. Now look, I moved almost halfway across the country to live with the two of you. It's just a little crazy, that's all."
BPOV
There I stood, in the middle of my new apartment, looking at my two loves for the first time in weeks. Jasper had come back into the room after dropping my bags off, and he moved closer to Edward. They whispered back and forth, conspiring against me. They both had glorious, evil smirks on their faces as they broke apart and came towards me. I started to back away with my hands up in front of me.
"Yes, you are here to live with us. That, however, does not mean we're not interested in you as a booty-call." I was shocked when Edward said that.
As I took my eyes off Jasper, he jumped me, sweeping my hair off my neck and placing open mouthed kisses on my neck and nibbling on my ear. My knees threatened to go out. My eyes rolled back into my head and that's when I felt a second mouth on me, down at the collar of my shirt.
I groaned and shoved at them both. I forced my eyes to open, trying to glare at them. They both appeared completely unrepentant as they stood there looking... flustered and sexy. Damn them and their hotness.
"No. I need to unpack, have a shower, and eat. Neither one of you sexy boys is going to change my mind about that. So, someone cook or call for takeout, and I'll go get clean."
Without looking back, I marched off in the direction of our bedroom. Our bedroom... It's going to take some time for me to get used to that. I stopped dead when I finally got into the bedroom and looked around. Tears sprang to my eyes.
My wonderful boys had unpacked everything I shipped ahead. I had my own small dresser and half of the closet. All my shower stuff had space in the bathroom, too. They thought of everything. There were even extras of my body wash, shampoo, conditioner, lotion, toothpaste, and face wash under the sink.
I fought the urge to run out and cover them with kisses for being so sweet. I locked the bathroom door and took a shower that was desperately needed. When I was done with the shower, the bathroom was filled with steam, so I cracked the door to let some out and heard something coming from the kitchen.
I crept out of the bedroom, clutching my towel around my body and snuck out so I could see the kitchen without them seeing me. My boys were in the kitchen making me dinner. They had their iHome hooked up under one of the upper cabinets and had the music going as they worked together.
I simply stood and stared. My hair was dripping all over me and my legs were getting cold from the draft, but I couldn't have cared less. Edward was at the island chopping something and Jasper was bent over the oven checking something else that smelled wonderful. They worked so well together, it was really sweet to watch.
I headed back into the bedroom to figure out what to wear for dinner. I knew that whatever I put on was going to come back off quickly anyway, so I pulled on some plaid, flannel pajama pants and a matching dark blue cami. I threw my hair up into a loose ponytail and padded out into the kitchen.
"Alright my lovely boys, can I set the table since you cooked?" Edward looked up, startled. He apparently hadn't heard me come into the kitchen. I actually saw his pupils dilate when he looked at me.
"So, am I setting the table or what?" Jasper took the chance to jump in, because one look at Edward told us both that he was really in no condition to talk.
"Actually, it's all finger food, so all we need are plates. No setting the table necessary. We were gonna have a picnic on the living room floor, if that's okay with you." I headed into the kitchen to grab the plates and napkins that Jasper held out for me, kissing my boys sweetly as I passed through.
"Ummm, if you could get some pillows and set up a little comfy spot on the floor, we'll be there in a sec." Jasper gave me a cocky smile before I turned to walk to the living room.
I had a nice little nest set up on the floor in no time. I sat down and waited patiently, but only for a moment. My boys came over with a couple of serving trays and joined me on the floor.
What I had smelled earlier was apparently baked brie with apricots, walnuts and honey, and a fresh baguette. There was also some fresh fruit and a few bottles of wine. There were a few things that I couldn't recognize right away, but our resident foodie Edward enjoyed helping me try everything.
We never needed the plates, we just ate everything off of each other's fingers. The entire meal was foreplay. It was the best meal of my life, even outshining the Valentine's day dinner from the previous month.
After dinner, I was forbidden from touching anything to help clean up. I was sent into the bedroom with a light pat on my behind and a, "We'll be right behind you love." I rolled my eyes, but took the chance to brush my teeth again and settle into bed.
"Oh, I could get used to this sight. What about you Jasper?" I looked over to see my boys standing just inside the door, looking at me lounging on the bed.
"Well, I sure hope you want to get used to it. I'm not going anywhere. Now, why are we talking? And why in the world are the two of you way over there, where I can't touch you?" I trailed my question off and began to slid my cami up my stomach, exposing skin.
Instantly, two sets of hands were shoving mine aside and sliding the thin material up and off my body for me. I tried to return the favor, but I was rebuffed.
"Tonight's going to be all about you." Well, what am I going to say to that?
I laid my head back onto the pillows and closed my eyes, reveling in the sensations from two mouths and two sets of hands on my body. By now, I could tell one from the other. Jasper was kissing and nipping at my ribs and stomach, his kisses were much more aggressive.
Edward was licking and nuzzling my neck, his touch much softer and sweeter. I opened my mouth and arched my back, trying to get more friction from both of them. Edward slid his tongue up my neck and over my jaw to dip it into my mouth.
I kissed him with fervor, like I could never get enough of the taste of him, and I really couldn't. I could kiss him forever. Jasper's fingers had made their way to the top of my pants and he was slowly, teasingly sliding them down my hips.
Jasper had shifted to the end of the bed, while Edward was curled around me at the head of the bed. I lifted my hips so Jasper could remove my pants all the way, and got kisses all over the inside of my thighs as a reward.
I moaned into Edward mouth and shifted my hips up, trying to get Jasper's talented tongue where I most needed it.
"Patience sweetheart, we have all the time in the world now." With that, Jasper placed sweet kisses all over the outside of my pussy. No tongue, just sweet, teasing kisses, as Edward moved from my mouth, down to my neck again.
I panted, not being able to get enough air into my lungs. I absently noted that these boys were seriously one-minded when they wanted to be. Edward moved down to my breasts just as Jasper finally took my clit into his mouth and sucked. My whole body convulsed as they coordinated their actions together.
Jasper slowly pushed two fingers inside me, while alternating between kisses and soft nibbles on my clit. Edward was mimicking his actions, moving back and forth between my breasts, his tongue never leaving my body. I knew under their coordinated assault that I wasn't going to last long, and I was right.
Edward licked his way across my chest yet again to give some more love to my nipples just as Jasper thrust another finger inside of me and pulled back to blow softly on my clit. I convulsed around his fingers and my back flew up off the bed, pressing Edward into me further.
Jasper was stroking and kissing my thighs, guiding me through my massive orgasm, and Edward was nuzzling my neck and kissing my chin and mouth softly. As I lay back, trying to recover, I felt a smile grace my lips. I blinked my eyes open to see my two loves.
"Alright, all about me? I think I'm a little tired. Let me watch while I catch my breath?"
"Of course." Edward kissed me softly once more as I propped myself up on the pillows at the headboard for the show. He grabbed Jasper and pulled him over roughly, shoving his tongue in his mouth.
Ahhh, nothing quite like dinner, sex and then a show...
JPOV
I was licking my lips, savoring the taste of Bella in my mouth, when Edward crushed his lips to mine. He stroked his tongue along mine, and all around my mouth, searching out the lingering tastes of our girl. It was incredibly erotic.
I growled into his mouth, frantically tugging at his shirt, needing to get to his body. We broke apart just long enough to remove our shirts before coming back together. I had to get the feel of his skin under my hands.
I traced the outline of his abs with my fingertips, knowing how crazy it drove him. He moved his lips from mine to kiss up my jawline to my ear. He took my earlobe into his mouth and nibbled on it, panting in my ear.
"Bella wants a show..." His sexy velvet voice was husky in my ear, and it made my pants get even tighter. I took his hands in mine and guided them to my belt, silently requesting his help to get my pants off. He got the hint immediately and I was able to get his pants undone at the same time.
We reluctantly broke apart again, each of us getting off the bed on either side of Bella, to remove the last of our clothes. We stood, naked and totally erect, and looked at each other across the bed. Then we looked at Bella, who looked torn.
I could tell she was ready to rejoin, but she also just wanted to watch. I took the decision out of her hands. Grabbing a condom and the lube from the bedside table, I nodded to Edward and he helped us maneuver Bella on the bed so we could recreate our first night together.
I laid on my back and Bella worked herself up on top of me, laying down and turning her head to face me so I could kiss her. I was reminded that I hadn't had a really proper kiss from her since she arrived as soon as her lips touched mine. I started slow, light kisses on the outside of her lips, before stroking my tongue along her lower lip.
Edward had started kissing up our legs, switching between my legs and Bella's legs. Bella rubbed herself against my body such that when Edward got to the crux of our legs laying together, he could taste us both.
"Stop teasing, Edward..." It came out as more of a moan than I intended. Bella broke away from my mouth and panted, looking down at the top of Edward's head. I felt him lift Bella's hips so he could roll the condom onto my length, then he stroked me a few times with what felt like a ton of lube.
I slowly pushed my way into Bella's body and was met with less resistance than I would have expected; we hadn't done this in quite a while.
"I might have invested in a few double sided toys in your absence..."
She huffed out a breath and I latched my mouth onto her shoulder, marking her as much as I could from this position. Once I was fully inside of her, Edward climbed on top of us, and I could feel him sliding inside Bella.
Edward lowered his head to her other shoulder and marked her to match mine. Bella was moving her head from side to side in frustration.
"Movemovemovemove, someone has to move..." She ground out from between her teeth and I flexed my hips back, feeling Edward thrusting in counterpoint to me.
Our coupling was slow and loving. We took our time, wanting it to last. We moved together and kissed and moaned "I love yous" in one voice. It was perfect for our first time as a permanent trio of lovers.
Bella and I reached completion just before Edward did. Afterward, we shuddered our way down from the high, trading kisses along the way. I slid out from under my loves and disposed the condom, heading into the bathroom to get a warm washcloth.
As I came out of the bathroom and looked at the bed, I was struck by the absolute rightness of the situation and the sight before me. Edward and Bella were snuggled together in the middle of the bed, but as soon as I reappeared, they both reached out toward me.
We washed up a bit, then tangled together under the covers. I didn't know where I ended and Edward and Bella began and that was perfect. Three voices, in unison, sighing into the night.
"I love you."
I drifted off to sleep in the most peaceful place I could remember ever being in.