Odds and Ends
These are just little ficlets and drabbles which don't merit posting individually, but which I'd like to share anyway.
I make no proprietary claim to Twilight or any of its characters. Just playing around.
Forever
"Don't stop," she pleads, twisting his hair between her fingers. Her undulating hips press closer, urging. He is glad, for once, for his inhumanness. He'll never have to stop to breathe; he can pleasure her like this for hours, days, weeks. He can keep her flushed and wanting all the time.
He never wants to stop, never wants to leave the heat between her legs, never wants to stop feeling her wetness on his lips, never wants to stop tasting her desire for him, dripping onto his tongue.
"Edward…Edward!"
Yes, he'll gladly stay right here forever.
The Succubus
She has driven him to his breaking point, his undoing, his utter ruin. Such temptation, wrapped up in such an innocent package. He never knew she had this in her, never imagined that when he agreed to drop his boundaries and let her do as she wished that this would be the result.
But there she is, wrapping her small, unbearably hot hand around his cock as if there's nothing better she'd like in the world. He is breathless as she lowers her head and takes him into the scorching, wet heat of her mouth. It is so much more than he can bear.
Something inside him has broken down as she makes him feel things he never imagined. Thoughts of control, of morality, of immortal souls fly out the window. He will do anything, anything at all, if only she keeps doing that.
Forget the Denali sisters. Bella is the true succubus, and he is undeniably hers.