by: mcc101180

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A/N: This little piece of writing is just a small token of my never-ending gratitude and appreciation for boo and all the wonderful pimping that she has done. After looking at pictures of Kellan all dressed up and ready to party on Halloween, this came easily. Happy Birthday, boo! Hope you have a fantastic day. –Mel (mcc101180)

Disclaimer: SM owns all things Twi. All the rest is mine.

Tricks and Treats

"Babe, are you almost ready? We're going to be late," I shouted.

Her response echoed through the bathroom door, "Almost, just another minute."

Checking myself in the mirror one final time, I turned as the door opened and she stepped into the bedroom. My heart stopped as my eyes travelled up her shapely legs, taking in the tight fitting fabric that was like Saran Wrap on her skin.

"Mmmm, you look good enough to eat," I said as I licked my lips making my way over to her.

"You don't look too bad yourself," she purred as she flicked her tongue out to trace my earlobe.

Her hand trailed down my body caressing my hardened chest before reaching the bulge that had begun to press against the leather of my pants the moment I caught sight of her. Her breasts were pert and the material of her dress barely covered them. Her legs seemed to go on for miles, and the milkyness of her skin was in subtle contrast to the dark material. The sensation of her hand stroking me caused me to release a groan that was a mixture of pleasure and frustration.

"Babe, we have to get going, you know how Alice gets when we are late. She'll have my head if we mess up her perfectly planned event."

Leaving was the furthest thing from my mind, but my sister was not one to be toyed with, especially not when it came to parties. I remember when I had shown up an hour late for the surprise birthday party she had thrown for our brother Edward, let's just say I had difficulty hearing for a week, and was sporting a limp as well. You'd never think that someone so tiny could pack such a punch, but looks can be deceiving.

"But Emmett baby, I was hoping to get a little treat before the party. And if you are a good boy I might even do a little trick for you." A grin spread across her lips, as I watched her pink tongue slip out and sweep across the bottom one.

Fuck it.

No way could I pass up an invitation like that. Grabbing her around the waist, I pushed her back against the wall, and placed a rough kiss on her lips. A moan bubbled in her throat as she pulled me closer to her, allowing the full weight of my body to press into her. My cock was straining against her thigh, begging to be released. Her hands traversed the expanse of my chest, until they reached my neck; she undid the tie to my cape allowing it to fall to the floor. She pushed on the material of my shirt urging me to remove it, desperate to get to my skin underneath. Pulling the emblem clad armor from my chest I allowed it to join the cape.

I made to remove the mask, intent on increasing the pile of discarded costume items when Rose spoke softly, "Leave the mask on."

My lips and tongue attacked her with renewed fervor, making a trail down her throat, kissing and sucking until I reached her cleavage. My hands caressed her breasts, gliding over the satiny material.

"This has got to go," I mumbled as I reached to her back, pulling the zipper down, allowing the fabric to pool at her feet.

She stood there panting, her face and chest flushed as I took a step back to capture the vision before me. She had forgone wearing a bra, leaving her clad in only a tiny pink lace thong.

"Mmmm, Rosie baby, you certainly look good enough to eat. I wonder if you taste as sweet as you look. Only one way to find out I suppose."

I stalked toward her and scooped her in my arms, as a giggle escaped her lips. I placed her on the bed and spread her knees wide, while I hooked my thumbs in the sides of her panties, stripping them from her body. Without hesitation, my lips found her clit and I sucked hard, causing her hips to buck up and a deep moan to spring forth. I hummed in appreciation against her, and she bucked again.

"So sweet," I murmured.

My tongue made slow circles around her clit, as I inserted a finger into her. Setting a steady rhythm I pumped my fingers into her pussy until I felt her start to clench. She moaned my name and threaded her fingers into my curly hair, tugging furiously as she reached her peak. Feeling that she had been fully satisfied I backed away from her. My eyes caught sight of the clock and I realized we were already a half an hour late. My cock was painfully hard, but it would have to wait. I bent down to pick up Rose's costume so that she could redress, only to be halted by Rose's soft hands around my wrist.

"Now what do you think you're doing? I thought I told you I wanted a treat before the party."

Her hand made its way to the zipper of my pants, and she made quick work of the belt and button before sliding it down. Being finally free from its confines, my cock stood erect inches from her face. She licked her lips seductively, before lowering her head and taking me fully inside her mouth.

"Oh my god, that feels amazing."

She traced my length with her tongue, swirling it around the head, alternating the force of her sucking. The feeling was so intense. I don't care how many times she's done this for me, it always feels like the first, and I feel like a teenage boy unable to hold his load. The pressure built and I was sure I wouldn't last much longer. I gently pushed on her shoulders to get her to back off. She was having none of it; instead of easing up she seemed to double her efforts, sucking more forcefully. Moments later I felt my balls clench and I released into the back of her throat. She greedily swallowed ever drop, licking around the head before letting go. My legs were weak and I swayed slightly as I reached down to help her to her feet. I kissed her lips, uttering my gratitude for having such an amazing wife. When she bent to reach for her dress, it was my turn to stop her. Seeing her ass propped in the air sent a signal straight to my dick and I felt myself harden again. Really, didn't I just have the most amazing blowjob, and here I was getting hard. Oh the things this woman does to me. She looked over her shoulder questioningly.

"You got your treat, and I recall something about a trick." I ground my erection against her ass, and heard her whimper.

"Lay down, big boy. I got something you are sure to enjoy."

I did as she commanded weaving my fingers together behind my head in anticipation of what was to come. She climbed on the bed and straddled my thighs with her back toward me. She placed her feet flat on the bed, and sunk down, taking me in fully. We groaned simultaneously at the sensation of being so wholly connected. She began to bounce up and down my cock, grinding as she made her way down. My hands found her hips and gripped lightly, allowing her to control the pace, but needing as much contact as possible. She leaned her head back, creating a delicious new angle and I couldn't fight the urge to thrust up into her any longer. As she brought her body down, I lifted mine, meeting her in the middle. She reclined fully, and I took over the pumping, hitting spots deep inside her. Slowly I felt her muscles tighten and it could not have come soon enough. I reached my hand to her clit and flicked it. That was all that was needed to send her over the edge. As the waves of ecstasy took over her body, the tightening pulled me right along with her. As we came down from our highs, breathing heavily, I turned her to take her in my arms and place a kiss on her forehead, her nose and finally her mouth. I whispered "I love you" and she smiled, returning my declaration and adding "my personal superhero". We rearranged our clothes, taking a final look in the mirror. We were the perfect pair, nemesis in dress, but match made in heaven when we stripped away the masks.

"Come on, babe. You may have nine lives, but this bird is sure to get skinned alive, and I'd rather do it sooner than later." She chuckled at my asinine remark over our costumes. "Oh and make sure you bring the whip, it might come in handy later."

I was the one chuckling over my comment this time. She slapped me playfully on the shoulder before placing a tender kiss on my lips and whispering, "It will definitely come in handy later."

Well, it looks like it'll be a happy Halloween for sure.

Once again, this was for boo on her special day. Hope you liked it and all your wishes come true.

And in case anyone was curious about the costumes, Emmett was dressed as Robin and Rose was dressed as Catwoman, whip and all.