Thanks to dantemalfoy for providing comments on this final chapter. Therefore I would like to express a more general thanks to both dantemalfoy and Lineia for all their advice throughout the story. They were often of great value and truly helped to steer the story in a better direction. I very much encourage fans of ACF to have a look at the stories of these two authors!
So this is it then: the last chapter. To those readers that have stuck to the end – thank you! I hope you enjoyed the trip and that we might meet again in another story. Let me know in the comments what you thought of the story as a whole, and I do hope to see some of you back when I start publishing a story that I have begun to write a whole ago. However, I will first complete that story before I start publishing it. Thus, don't expect anything too soon.
Warnings: gay sex.
Epilogue
"It's over," Edward said breathlessly, smiling happily at Jacob. "It's finally over, Jake."
Edward put down the phone and walked over to the bed where Jacob already lay. They smiled at each other as Edward plummeted on the bed next to the warmth of his boyfriend. They snuggled against each other, Edward wrapping his hands around Jacob. So they lay in silence, their breathing quiet and radiating an air of content. From the bed they looked outside the window.
It was summer. A year ago all the problems had started, seeping through the cracks of Edward's mind. Now, those cracks had been repaired and all was good. Outside the sun was shining and the birds chirped merrily. Life had become rather tranquil over the past few days. As Edward had predicted, it hadn't taken the local police long to conclude Carlisle was the main perpetrator. Charlie Swan, chief of police, had just called to tell Edward the happy news that Carlisle Cullen would be charged with several accounts of assault.
Edward sighed softly, the hot air stroking Jacob's cheeks. He hummed contentedly, feeling the warmth of Edward's body against his. "Indeed," he whispered. "It's good to see you calm and…" Jacob thought for a moment. "Balanced," he finally concluded. He turned to face Edward, his hands still wrapped around him.
They watched each other quietly. "I'm happy to be back here," Jacob finally admitted, coaxing a gentle smile out of Edward. "I'm glad that you wanted back," he spoke softly. Jacob smiled in reply. "I had my moments of doubt, but the way you handled Carlisle convinced me that you weren't the person I had come to know over the past few months. You changed."
Jacob breathlessly looked Edward's face over, as if he saw it for the first time. He followed the chiseled nose and examined the dark eyebrows. Emerald eyes pieced his gaze under those brows, and Jacob smiled lightly.
"I hope I did," Edward spoke. He looked serious suddenly. "Please tell me if I ever slip back. Beat it out of me if you have to, but never let me return to those dark times." Jacob merely smiled as he placed a hand on Edward's cheek. "Of course, though I'd rather have it the other way around," he teased. Edward pulled up an eyebrow and smirked. "Is that so?" he answered back.
They moved their faces closer culminating in their soft lips touching gently. The touch became stronger before they broke off and touched again. Edward felt Jacob's tongue playfully exploring the rim of his lips as they reconnected and he answered in similar fashion. He lapped Jacob's lips, painting them with his warm saliva as Jacob did the same. Their tongues touched and playfully danced around each other like young wolf cubs. Finally their mouths opened to each other truly and without conviction and their dance continued in earnest. Edward's embrace of Jacob became stronger too and he maneuvered the boy onto his back. Edward was now lying on top of Jacob, allowing Jacob to embrace Edward in turn.
Their heavy breathing settled into an excited rhythm until they broke off in their current position. They merely stared at each other, listening to each other's panting. Edward's stark face collapsed into a broad smile, which was soon answered by Jacob with an even broader grin. They once again lunged at each other to reconnect in a searing kiss. Again Edward took command and rolled them over, nearly reaching the edge of the bed. They would have fallen off if not for Jacob hitting the break when he appeared on top of Edward. Their kissing continued until suddenly Jacob erected his muscled body, to surprise of Edward. Suddenly his mouth felt cold and lonely, but his eyes soon distracted him from his initial surprise.
In front of him Jacob crossed his arms to grab the hem of his T-shirt. Smoothly he then pulled the shirt upward and with an elegant grace slipped it over his head, revealing the tantalizing abs and pectorals. A happy trail ran teasingly into Jake's pants, flowing though the center of those chiseled abs. Edward licked his dry lips at the sight of those abs flexing during Jacob's maneuvers to free himself of his fabric bonds. A droplet of sweat ordained Jacob's right pectoral, running down from his thick, muscular neck to a lovely, fleshy, pink nipple.
Jacob removed the shirt and threw it in the corner of the room, meanwhile rubbing his ass gently over Edward's crotch. Edward, mesmerized with the shirtless beauty, extended a hand and grabbed hold of Jacob's nipple. He squeezed gently, putting one of his fingernails in the tender flesh. Jacob winced through an excited smile. Edward pulled Jacob back into a kiss, tugging painfully on the nipple until Jacob was closer by. Then, with his other arm, he grabbed hold of Jacob neck. His nails digging into the skin there, he forced Jacob back onto his mouth. And when they reconnected, Edward was too busy dancing around Jacob's tongue to continue the pinching. Encouraging him to continue, Jacob placed a hand over Edward's, over his nipple. Edward didn't need a second reminder and continued, coaxing heavy sighs and shallow shrieks out of Jacob.
The twinges of pain were distracting Jacob in his effort to keep kissing Edward. Instead of forcing Jacob to continue, Edward freed Jacob's neck and instead pushed the boy away from him. Slightly startled, Jacob looked Edward in the eyes.
"You sure you want this?" Edward asked hesitantly. Jacob's gaze softened and he smiled lightly. "Yes," he said with raspy voice, thick with lust. "Please," he added again. "It's been so long…" His eyes turned sad momentarily, but Edward smiled. This time, however, he would be gentle. The source of his dominance would not be anger or hurt: it would be love. Thus, Edward pushed Jacob back tenderly. Not fast or with particular force, but with a confident resilience that surprised Jacob. Thus Edward turned the boy over, back on his back, and Edward went to sit on top of him, removing his shirt. His white skin exposed, Jacob gulped when he saw the faint traces of that horrible night, and the scratches that were the last reminder of the car crash. He then refocused back on Edward's face, which was radiant with a loving happiness. Jacob lost his frown and revealed a smile.
Life was good again.
Edward came down on Jacob's mouth to reconnect in a more pressing kiss while Edward moved one palm to Jacob's throat and another down to Jacob's crotch. He tenderly grabbed Jacob's neck from the back as he touched Jacob's lip. And as he kissed him, his other hand massaged Jacob's cock, which he felt twitching and hardening. Teasingly he squeezed the hardening limb softly before moving back to Jake's abs. Still kissing, he slapped them thrice, causing a shocked yelp from Jacob, who had been so engrossed in the kissing that he hadn't quite seen that coming. Edward then proceeded to pinch them, and pulled slightly on the little hairs of Jake's happy trails. Jacob squirmed lightly in response, the twitching, stingy pain being uncomfortable. Edward however held Jacob firmly between his legs and sat down on him heavily so he couldn't squirm too much. Finally deciding to give the boy some relief, though, he stopped the hurting and instead went to unbutton Jacob's pants.
When he finished Edward moved his weight over Jacob's crotch and rubbed his ass over it slowly but steadily, meanwhile roaming Jacob's hefty torso with his hands. A pinch here and a squeeze there kept Jacob on his toes and at attention. He stared at Edward, panting and sighing with the sensations. He reveled in Edward's conviction, loving the lack of hesitance in all that happened.
Edward through Jacob a glance, and grinned lightly when he saw Jacob had closed his eyes. His damp mouth was half-open and O-shaped; Edward fantasized about how to make use of that, about how he would ram his dick down the boy's throat very soon. Yes, very soon indeed.
For now, he would only ram Jacob back to the present. He slapped Jacob's abs with force, so that his hand left a tingly imprint of Jacob's six-pack and a shockwave reverberated throughout the boy's body. Jacob's eyes sprang open and he yelped, then looked at Edward with wide-open eyes. Edward slapped him once again, unable to subdue a smirk as he saw Jacob curling up slightly under him. He placed a hand square on Jacob's chest, pushing him down on the mattress, and slapped him again, but now softer; he did this repeatedly with increasing speed and at several locations. Jacob soon started squirming, struggling to get free from under Edward's weight. Alas, his struggles were pitiful and Edward had no trouble subduing the writhing boy.
When Jacob started groaning, and those groans became increasingly high-pitched, Edward started rubbing Jake's cock again with his ass. Very soon Jacob was caught between pain and pleasure, not sure what to do. Edward stopped the slapping and roamed Jacob's chest again while still rubbing Jake's hard dick. Jacob started panting under the sensations and was caught in another surprise when Edward lay down on Jacob completely. He wriggled over the boy's body, moved down a bit so that their dicks touched through the fabric of their jeans. Connected like this Jacob wrapped his arms around Edward, who quickly slapped them away. Instead he remove himself from Jacob, propping himself on his arms, and started licking his way down from Jacob's throat to his groin. He sucked lightly on the pulsating limb, caught in that fabric cage. Jacob wrapped his arms behind his head, tugging lightly on his hairs while Edward pinched his nipples.
Edward could hear how Jacob was fighting to control his breath through groans and heavy panting. With a second hand Edward caressed Jacob's rock-hard abs, which tensed every time Edward grabbed a painful hold of Jacob's pectorals, making sure to dig his nails into those fleshy, pink nipples.
Finally he released Jacob from the constant onslaught of twitching pain to remove both their trousers completely, so that they were down to their underwear. He went to kneel above Jacob, grabbed Jacob's neck and pushed his face onto his groin. Getting the hint, Jacob stared sucking on the silhouette of Edward's hardening cock. Edward groaned in response, grabbing Jacob's hair before he ordered to remove his underwear with only his teeth.
With some minor difficulty Jacob succeeded, so that Edward's stiff dick jutted out playfully. Jake stared at it momentarily, admiring the beauty of it. He was horny and steaming hot, sweat appearing on this forehead and his bulky body appearing glistening in the light of the outside sun. "Suck it," Edward soon commanded, so that Jacob plunged on the hard dick. Edward sighed and groaned, closing his eyes meanwhile. He renewed his hold on Jacob's hair and pushed the boy to and fro in a rhythm on his shuddering limb. Finally he pushed him away and onto the mattress, lunging down at him to connect in a searing kiss.
Things started to pick up pace as lust drove the young men to new deeds. Feeling increasingly horny, their cocks hot with want and their bodies steaming with lust, Edward sucked Jacob through his underwear, then took it fully into his mouth. They both groaned in pleasure as they stimulated each other, occasional slapping's reminding Jacob of his position. Slowly his russet-colored skin turned an angry red as Edward pushed him facedown on the mattress and slapped his ass cheeks repeatedly. Then licking his way from Jacob's crack over his tense back to his throat, Edward lay on top of him. His cock poked into Jacob's hole but Edward didn't penetrate just yet. Teasingly he nibbled on Jacob's earlobes, which caused Jake to moan in appreciation of the sensation. But as the day grew older and the sun was at its peak height in the sky, so did Edward's lust peak.
"I'm going to fuck you," Edward declared in a raspy voice, thick with lust. Jacob nodded, a smile spreading his lips. He loved his lovers inside him. He never felt more connected than while being fucked up the ass. He liked the closeness, loved the roughness of it. Roughness was not what he got today, however.
Slightly to Jacob's surprise, Edward commanded him to lie on his back, not his belly. Jacob saw how Edward smiled at him. Lubing up his ass, the cold gel coaxing a moan out of the hot boy, Edward hushed him. When Edward put a finger up Jacob's hole, he felt how Jacob clenched around it. His hole was hot and wanting, but Edward would delay a bit. He observed Jacob's pained expression as he went from one to two and from two to three fingers, finally putting a total of four inside. Jacob grimaced and groaned lightly. Edward shushed him, stroking his naked chest with his free, unlubed hand. Jacob opened his eyes to be greeted by Edward's worried smile.
"What's wrong?" Jacob asked through clenched teeth. Edward looked saddened but smiled. "You, Jake. Is this hurting you too much?"
Jacob was silent. Edward looked at him, stopped moving his hands up and down as he did so. Finally Jacob spoke: "A bit, yeah… I'm sorry, Ed, it's been a while since I was fucked last. With all that happened, you know…"
Edward sighed, but smiled. "I get that. Do you want me to continue?" he asked hesitantly.
Jacob was struck by his boyfriend's hesitance. Edward truly had changed. It had even taken them a week or two to get to this point after they started dating again – evidently Edward didn't want to rush things.
"I'm fine," Jacob finally spoke, a smile spreading his lips. "But go slow," he pleaded. Edward chuckled. "Of course I will," and he smiled back at the naked boy in front of him. Edward hadn't seen such obvious beauty in his life. He found that he had never appreciated it as much as he did now. Now that he was calm and in balance, not fueled with anger or hate. Now he could take the time and enjoy it fully. Enjoy those mesmerizing abs, those heaving pectorals, lined by gorgeously thick arms. Damn, Edward thought as he took the fingers out, slipped a condom around his steel dick and lubed it up. As he did so, he kept an eye on Jacob, who was smiling. He looked a bit nervous, and so Edward nodded reassuringly.
Very carefully Edward slipped his dick into Jacob's quivering hole. He could tell Jacob wanted it so much, but the pain was an obstacle. When Jacob grimaced, Edward stopped, only to continue when Jacob relaxed again. Finally, Edward had sheathed himself into Jacob fully. He bent over and kissed Jacob on the forehead. Jacob opened his eyes and looked above, to see Edward's chin hovering above him. He swiftly jerked upward and pecked a small kiss on it. Edward looked down on Jacob and kissed him. Their tongues darted out quickly and continued their dance of before. And in the rhythm of that dance, Edward slowly started fucking Jake, slowly first, picking up speed as time passed by. Both of them groaned and moaned into each other's mouths. It became more intense and incessant as Edward picked up speed. Droplets of sweat lined their foreheads.
Soon Jacob felt good and the pain disappeared. He looked at Edward's face, which was straining with the pressure in his groin; but his emerald eyes were beautiful and pulled the boy out of reality. As Edward started bumping into Jacob's prostate, the experience was complete for Jacob. He found himself wafting away from the bed. The walls disappeared and he was bathed in light with his lover. Edward felt much the same way. His intense stare was softened with hints of pleasure as his eyes glowed with an energy he had seldom felt over the past year.
Finally, Jacob came with a moan that, had anybody been in the house, would surely have attracted attention to their room. As it is, some birds flapped away in angst of the monster they had just heard. The white semen coated his tantalizing abs, mixing with the black hairs of his happy trail to form a gross, sticky mess. Soon after, spurred by the sight of Jacob's cum, Edward came as well inside Jacob. He would have unsheathed himself first, removed his condom to come all over Jacob's face. He would have made Jacob lick the salty stickiness from his trembling dick, told him to suck the last of it straight from his steel-hard cock, but alas, Edward was too horny. He wanted to come ASAP, and besides he thought it'd be more romantic to come inside his lover this time. Evidently Jacob thought the same.
When Edward had stopped panting, he fell down on Jacob and they kissed a lengthy, deep kiss, when suddenly they heard the front door slam shut. A female voice rang through the house, accompanied by a younger one. With eyes wide-open, Edward turned to the door of his room, then his eyes shot back at Edward as a warm smile spread his lips.
"It's mother, she's back!" he exclaimed. Edward's electrified excitement caused Jacob to be equally happy. They quickly ran to the bathroom to clean themselves up a bit, shot into some loosely fitting clothing and stumbled down the stairs.
Esme was back. At their side stood Alice and Rosalie, smiling. Alice took the bag with clothing from Esme's hand and brought it to the master bedroom as Rosalie guided their mother to the living room. Esme smiled warmly at Edward and Jacob as they lead her further into the house. Jacob was quick to ask if she wanted anything to drink while Edward readied her seat.
All were happy to see her back in the house safe and sound. Carlisle's beating had been severe. Her arm had been broken, and even a rib as he had forcibly pushed her on the bed when he hit her chest. Her black eye and her lip now healed, her face certainly looked a million times better than a few weeks ago.
Esme's ready acceptance of Jacob surprised the whole family, including Jacob himself. She swiftly made it clear that all she wanted was for Edward to be happy. While Alice was apprehensive at the thought at first, Edward frequently brought Jacob to the house, and so Alice got used to him being around. She still had to get used to Edward being gay, and she couldn't help but wonder sometimes whether her family would still be the same had Edward not been gay, but she soon concluded that it was pointless to dwell on it much longer. Dwelling on it is what ruptured her family in the first place.
Bigger problems were Rosalie and Emmett, the latter especially. Rosalie had no beef with Jacob per se; she was mostly concerned with the whole principle of 'being gay', and since Carlisle had done a good job with Rosalie's religious upbringing, she was still concerned about Edward's place in heaven. Apparently, Carlisle's exposure as a violent beast and monster to everybody around him, had not been enough to make her rock-solid believe in god stumble. Edward was fine with that – he was of the opinion that people could do whatever the hell they wanted as long as they didn't inconvenience him or his family in any way, be it direct of indirect.
The biggest problem was Emmett. He had always been a daddy's boy, and he still was. His trust in and appreciation for their father was boundless, and even as he beat Esme to a near-untimely death – even when he threw Edward out of the house and threatened to kill Jacob – Emmett still believed that his father must have had a good reason to do it. And so he stuck with him, to the end. He left the Cullen mansion one or two weeks after Carlisle's prosecution and conviction to several years in prison. He simply left soon after, having told Rosalie not to look for him. And so he disappeared. Edward was to cross with him to want to find out where he went, but Alice had a crying fit. Esme had been at the hospital for a final checkup when he left – he had probably planned it that way. She would have tried to stop him. Jasper tried to inquire if anybody had seen his car, but soon gave up. As for Jasper, after he had bonded again with Edward, their connection had never weakened again.
With the departure of Carlisle, the natives at the reservation didn't immediately become less apprehensive to the Cullens. Indeed, Jacob's father wasn't too pleased with the idea of his son dating Edward, but as Edward took Jacob to his house more than once, so did Jacob bring Edward home for dinners and… other stuff. Slowly the natives got to know Edward, and while some suspicion always remained, he was not shunned for too long. He even became a welcome guest at the black residence. Many an evening had been spent drinking and laughing – just Billy Black, Jacob, Edward, and also Embry. His jealousy of Edward was short-lived after the events a few weeks ago, and he came to accept that he wouldn't be Jacob's boyfriend – they simply weren't sexually compatible. And seeing Edward and Jacob together drove that point home even stronger. No, Embry would remain a friend, and a friend he would remain for ages to come; both to Jacob and Edward.
Sometimes two other guests would join in at the dinners at both the Cullen mansion and the Black residence: Angela and Brad. Esme had been especially looking forward to meet them, given how they had opened their home to Edward when he had most needed it. She cooked them a meal that had left them wanting nothing, and continued the tradition once every few weeks. Vice versa would happen also – the Cullen family would be cordially invited at Angela and Brad's house. Even then Esme insisted she help cook the meal, and Angela was never particularly averse to the idea. So the two women, with help from often Rosalie or Alice, would chat the afternoon away while the guys discussed sports, Jacob's new car (The Bunny, he called it) or some other subject that they could all agree on. A bigger stereotype could not have been made up.
Edward found himself in the bosom of many loved ones after having had to depart from one he had never truly liked, even if it was all he knew. Thus, what had once been a cold farewell from one family, had now turned into a warm welcome at three families.
THE END