A/N: A big thank you to LuvsMeSomePapercuts for the inspiration for a certain location used in this chapter. And, as always, thanks to the ever wonderful mamdi for betaing.
Making a good impression on Jasper's mom when I know that my jizz is still coating the back of her son's throat is a challenge, but I rise to it. I smile as Mrs Hale greets me and force myself to meet her eyes unflinchingly. I help Jasper bring in the shopping from the car and am glad of the cold air outside to cool my flushed cheeks. Emmett thunders down the stairs, looking suspiciously rumpled, just as we're carrying in the last few bags.
"What kept you, dude?" Jasper asks with an evil grin. Emmett flips him off subtly before turning to greet Mrs Hale with a hug and a peck on the cheek. She blushes and beams at him. Emmett seems to have this impressing-the-parents thing figured out. It's a shame I can't ask him for tips – or not yet anyway. Emmett and I help unpack the shopping while Jasper and his mom put it away.
Rose joins us after a few minutes, looking as cool as a cucumber and completely unruffled. She greets her mother calmly with a kiss on the cheek and asks about her day. I admire her aplomb. I wonder exactly what they were up to when Mrs Hale shouted up the stairs and whether she managed to cock block three out of the four of us. Maybe Jasper was the only unfortunate one who didn't have time to finish. My lips twitch in amused sympathy at the thought of my poor frustrated boyfriend. Boyfriend. I try the word out in my head and decide I like it.
We offer to help Mrs Hale cook dinner, but she shoos us away saying that we'll just get underfoot. So the four of us go through to the living room and switch on the TV. Rose and Emmett curl up together on one sofa, while Jasper and I sit at opposite ends of the other. The space between us feels huge and wrong. Rose glances over and catches Jasper's eye and I think I see a flash of sympathy there before she moves her eyes back to the television.
"So, that was a close one," Jasper grins at them. "I think you should be more obvious with your sex music though, because that wasn't a give away at all."
"Fuck you, man," Emmett replies good-naturedly. "You're just jealous because you aren't getting any. Isn't that right Rosie?" He nuzzles her neck and she swats him away but she's smiling as she does it. "You boys really need to go and get yourselves laid. You spend way too much time studying."
Rose makes a sound that's suspiciously like a snort but she covers it with a fake cough. Fortunately at that point we're interrupted by the sound of the front door, and Mr Hale pokes his head in to greet us.
"Hi, guys," he greets us all with an easy smile. "Hey, Emmett, good to see you." His eyes move to me. "And you must be Edward?"
Jasper's quick to introduce me since I haven't met his dad properly before. "Yes, Dad, this is Edward Cullen. He's on the football team with Emmett and me, and we have some classes together."
I stand to greet him and he smiles warmly as he takes my hand in a firm grip. "It's good to meet you, Edward." He looks like an older version of Jasper, except his hair is cropped close to his head and gray rather than blond. But he has the same bright blue eyes and the same dimples when he smiles.
"You too, Sir," I meet his eyes and smile back at him.
"I'm gonna head up and get changed, I'll see you kids later - you all staying for dinner tonight?" We nod the affirmative and he grins, waving a casual hand as he leaves the room.
Jasper smirks at Emmett. "He wouldn't be so pleased to see you if he knew what you'd been up to with his little girl a half an hour ago."
"Shut it, Jasper." Rose snaps.
She looks at her brother with a dangerous glint in her eye. She moves her eyes pointedly to me and back to Jasper again with a challenging raise of her eyebrows. Luckily Emmett is watching the TV and doesn't notice her expression. Jasper shuts up and I breathe a sigh of relief. I'm really going to need to have words with him about taking the piss out of Rose and Emmett.
The moment passes and we resume our TV watching and general banter. I slowly relax again, wondering if things will be easier once we've told our families. I really hope so.
Dinner is delicious. Jasper's mom has rustled up some amazing pasta dish in record time and we all help ourselves and dig in appreciatively. She's obviously used to cooking for Emmett because she's made sure that there's plenty left for second helpings, despite the size of Emmett's first portion. Jasper is sitting next to me, a reassuring presence, and I feel his elbow brush mine occasionally as we eat.
Dinner table talk turns to colleges again. I tell Jasper's parents about my plans to major in Biology. When it comes up that Jasper and I may end up at colleges that are close to each other, Rose's eyes flick up with interest and she flashes us both a quick, genuine smile across the table. I smile back and she holds my gaze for a moment.
Jasper's knee presses against mine under the table and I feel the constant warm glow that has taken residence in my chest flare up a little brighter as I return the pressure. I'm so relieved that neither of us has applied to colleges that are thousands of miles away.
We talk about Emmett's college applications too. He's also hoping to stay close to home, with Seattle being his first choice. But Rose's face still falls noticeably when he talks about going away, although she doesn't say anything. She has another year of High School and is obviously not looking forward to the prospect of a long distance relationship.
After dinner we all help to clean up and the atmosphere in the kitchen is warm and cheerful. It's been good spending more time with Jasper's family. I'm relieved that his parents seem pretty laid back. I feel better about the prospect of Jasper telling them about us, now that I've had a chance to get to know them a little. I wonder whether he's right that his parents already have their suspicions about his sexuality. They certainly haven't given any sign of it this evening.
After dinner we sit around in the living room and chat a little longer. Eventually I think I should probably head home, so I start to make my excuses.
Jasper catches my eye and says casually, "I'll come up with you to sort out our notes. I was just in the middle of something when Mom got home."
My heart rate goes through the roof as I remember exactly what he was in the middle of. Luckily I'm already heading towards the door so no one can see the instantaneous blush that floods my cheeks at the thought.
When we get to his room he closes the door quietly but doesn't lock it. He leans against it and looks at me.
"Please tell me that you don't want me to suck you off now, not with all your family and Emmett downstairs," I plead. "We're only supposed to be up here getting my books and I just can't… I'm sorry." I feel bad. I know he must have blue balls after being interrupted earlier.
"Ed, it's okay." His face breaks into a smile and he pulls me towards him, slipping his hand round to the nape of my neck and brushing his lips over mine. "I mean, obviously I want you to suck me off now, but I know it would be a bad idea, so it's cool. You can owe me one." He wiggles his eyebrows.
I nearly collapse with relief. "Okay," I sigh. "I mean, I really do want to, just not here and now."
He kisses me again, gently but it's still enough to make my toes curl with wanting him. He pulls away and puts his lips close to my ear and whispers, "I'll just have to take care of this later." He takes my hand and presses it against the bulge in his pants and I whimper at the thought of him jerking off after I've gone home.
We pull apart and smile at each other ruefully. I move to grab my bag. Given that the studying was a non-starter today, I don't actually have any books to pack. So we linger a moment longer and enjoy a few more goodbye kisses before we head back downstairs.
XOXOXOXOX
The next day we have Biology together and go through our usual routine of casual greeting and chat. The tension between us is ever-present under the surface, humming like an invisible connection. I can feel it so strongly; it always amazes me that no one seems to notice it.
We're watching a film in class today. The lights are off and the blinds are closed to keep the sunlight from shining on the screen. Mr Banner is sitting at the front with his back to the class and I notice Jasper pulling out his phone and typing discreetly. A few seconds later my phone buzzes. I pull it out under my desk, careful to check that Mr Banner still has his eyes facing forward.
I want ur mouth on my dick
My pants start to feel uncomfortably tight as I type back: not sure Mr B would approve
R u free next period?
Yes. I reply, wondering what he's planning.
Meet me by my locker
Once again I shift uncomfortably in my seat and totally fail to concentrate for the rest of the lesson because of Jasper. Every time he catches me squirming he shoots me a dirty grin that only makes matters worse.
I find Jasper by his locker and hang back nervously, pretending to fiddle around with stuff in mine while we wait. The hallway gradually clears as students head to their next classes. Finally we're alone and Jasper looks at me with a familiar hungry expression that immediately makes my blood rush south despite our surroundings.
"Let's go then," he puts his hands in his pockets and turns away.
I fall into step beside him. "Go where?" I hiss, anxiously.
"You'll see," he grins.
He leads me through the school corridors until we reach the autoshop right at the back of school. He peeks through the glass panel in the door. It's not being used this period and there is no sign of any teachers. With a quick, furtive glance to make sure no one has seen us, he slips the door open and pulls me inside, his grip firm on my wrist.
My heart is pounding already, "Jas… we can't! What if someone catches us?"
"They won't," he says confidently, as he pulls me through the deserted room. "The workshop is always empty this period and Mr Jenkins is busy covering another lesson. I know, because I asked him if I could get the key to the lock-up, because I need to fix my car."
"But the doors have fucking windows in them," my voice rises in agitation. "Anyone could just look in and see us."
"The door to the tool lock-up doesn't." He stops at a door in the corner of the workshop, unlocks it and pulls it open with a triumphant grin. "Now get your ass in there, my dick isn't gonna suck itself you know."
Okay, I have to give him credit for ingenuity and he looks so fucking sexy when he smirks like that I find it impossible to say no to him. So I slip through the door into the gloom of the large tool closet.
My eyes take a moment to adjust to the sudden darkness, as Jasper follows me in and locks the door behind us. The only light comes from a tiny window, high in the wall, that's so covered in grime that only a faint grayish light filters through. It smells musty and metallic with a faint whiff of engine oil. The small space has floor to ceiling metal racking on both sides, covered with storage containers, a variety of tools, random car parts and cans of oil.
Jasper's leaning against the door. I can't make out his expression in the dim light, but I can see the gleam of his teeth and hear the sound of him swallowing as he looks at me.
"Get over here," his voice is rough and makes my knees feel shaky.
I step towards him and he grabs me and pulls me in close and his hands are all over me, sliding under clothing and clutching at me as he kisses me urgently. His teeth scrape over my jaw as he trails his mouth down towards my neck in a biting line of fierce kisses. He grabs at the collar of my shirt and fumbles with the buttons, cursing as he tries and fails to gain access to more of my skin. I hear the rip and pop of a button flying off.
"Fuck…" I gasp, bringing my hands up to help him. I'm not wearing a t-shirt under my shirt today, so I really need to make sure that the rest of the buttons stay attached.
He sucks on my collarbone impatiently and grinds his hips into me as I frantically undo the remaining buttons with trembling fingers. His thumbs skate over my nipples and I bring a hand between us to grasp his cock through his jeans. He grunts and pushes into my hand and I move my hand to slide it down inside his pants. I feel him, hot and slick against my fingers.
"Your mouth," he growls. "On me, now!"
His commanding tone makes my own dick throb. I drop to my knees on the floor. It's hard concrete and probably stained with oil but I couldn't give a shit. Jasper's tearing at his fly and he frees his erection. I push his hands away and suck him in to the root as he curls his hands into my hair. He tastes of salt and sweat and I feel him bump against the back of my throat and nearly gag in my eagerness to take him all in. I pull back a bit and focus my attention on the sensitive head of his dick. I feel his fingers tighten their grip and his head thuds back against the door as he groans and his hips jerk forward helplessly. I suck harder and feel another burst of saltiness spread on my tongue. I know he'll cum soon but I can't wait to be touched, so I unfasten my own pants and pull my cock out, grasping and pulling it urgently as he bucks into my mouth.
"Nearly there…" he hisses. "Fuck… I love it when you touch yourself."
I look up at him as I suck, and he's looking down at me, watching the movement of my arm as I jack myself off. I can tell from the hitch of his breathing and the erratic, needy movements of his hips that he's nearly there. I pull on his hips, encouraging him to fuck my mouth. I relax my throat and let him slide in and out, faster and harder until his fingers clench tight in my hair. He gives a strangled moan and I feel the hot spurt of his cum flood my mouth. I swallow around him and carry on sucking until his fingers finally relax.
He gently pulls my head away and his cock slips from my mouth. I'm still moving my hand furiously. He pulls me to my feet, turning me round to push me up against the door in his place, and drops to his knees in front of me. I direct my cock between his waiting lips and he only has to suck a few times before I'm cumming too, cursing and moaning and gasping his name as my hips buck and my legs wobble. He holds me up with firm hands on my hips as he swallows. Once he's released my dick I let my legs give out and slide down the door to sprawl against it.
"Fuck, that was hot," I murmur, pulling him over to straddle my lap. I kiss him breathlessly, holding him close and he kisses me back, humming his approval.
We brush the dust and sawdust off our clothes as best we can, but I have an oil stain on my ass that isn't going anywhere. Luckily my jeans are dark so it's not very noticeable – so Jasper assures me when he inspects my butt once we're back out in the brightly lit corridor.
We head up to the library and get a little studying done before lunch. I keep pausing over my History essay and thinking about what we just did. I can't believe I just had sex in school – okay not actual sex but close enough. It was risky but incredibly fucking hot and every time the thought of it pops back into my head I find myself flushing and suppressing a self-satisfied smirk.
Jasper sits next to me at lunch again. This is my preferred seating arrangement. I find it easier to act cool when I don't have to look at him across the table. Also this way, I get to touch him accidentally-on-purpose every now and again.
"So are you going to Tyler's tomorrow night, Edward?" Rose asks me.
"Yeah, I guess." I know I sound less than enthusiastic but that's because I am.
"Course you are, man," Emmett booms in his usual outdoor voice. "You can't miss an end of term party, everyone's gonna be there. You're coming aren't you Jas?"
"Sure thing," Jasper replies easily. "Wouldn't miss it."
"Maybe you two will manage to score – it's been a while but I reckon you're in with Jessica, Edward. She was all over you at my party," Emmett grins at me and raises his eyebrows encouragingly.
"Yeah, she's not really my type," I reply through gritted teeth. "Way too pushy."
"She's pretty though." Damn Emmett and his persistence. "And I think Lauren wants another round with you, Jas." I clench my fists reflexively and school my face into calm neutrality.
"Been there, done that," Jasper drawls.
"Jesus, what is wrong with you two," Emmett rolls his eyes.
XOXOXOXOX
I talk to Jasper on the phone later that night.
"I'm fucking dreading this stupid party, the last one was a nightmare," I complain, lying on my back on my bed, phone in hand.
"It wasn't all bad if I remember correctly," Jasper's voice is teasing.
"Well, no… okay some parts were pretty cool," I grin at the memory. "I just don't want to be fending off chicks all night and worrying about what Emmett and the other guys are thinking."
"Ed, they'll all be too drunk and too busy trying to score themselves to notice. Stick to the plan and we'll be cool."
The plan is that neither of us will drink enough to make any stupid mistakes. I've already decided that I'm going to drive and will give Jasper a ride home. That way we get to have some time alone together too. Our parents won't be expecting us home any time before the small hours of the morning. So we can leave the party late enough not to make our friends suspicious, but can then take our time getting home and will park up somewhere for a while.
"Okay, I hope you're right," I sigh. "I'm just looking forward to the drive home so much more than the actual party."
"Me too." I can tell from his voice that he's smiling.
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