Author's note: I am terribly sorry about the delay, my pretties (: I've been working on a one-shot with a Jasper/Bella pairing, as the pairing has won my poll! (: So, if you're interested, keep an eye out – my new series of Jasper/Bella one-shots will be started and posted very soon. Thank you!

Jasper

You've got to be fuckin' kiddin' me…

My drawl was out full-force in my shock and anger, and Edward's feelings weren't warming me to him – lust, love, jealousy, anger…thirst… Even if I did let him anywhere near Bella, it wouldn't be now in this condition.

Just as I opened my mouth to say 'no,' or something extremely less polite but much more fucking called for, he slid Bella's hand into his and pulled her into his arms.

I growled, my vision beginning to darken with red, "Take your hands off her, Asshole."

No one had noticed our tense exchange yet, apart from the vampires in the room, and I wanted to keep it that way – but if this cocky mother-fucker wanted to dance, then the Major was going to step into his dancing shoes and kick the living shit out of him.

Bella looked tense and she felt slightly afraid, but she was more concerned for me.

She looked between us both, and then said tersely, "One dance, then we go back to the table."

Edward was internally jumping for joy, and I growled again. Bella's hot little hand was suddenly on my face, and she sent me some calm as she stroked my cheek softly.

She smirked, kissing my cheek swiftly and whispering in my ear, "I'm only yours, Cowboy. I'll be back before you know it."

Edward spun her away, and Char was suddenly in their place, "Dance with me, Jasper, and we can keep a close eye on them."

I swept her up and we danced around Edward and Bella in the middle of the floor.

Bella

It was severely uncomfortable being in the arms of a vampire I knew had a special hankering for my blood, and the fact I had only sat next to him once and now we were almost beginning to dirty dance together.

"Bella," Edward sighed, and I noticed his eyes were decidedly black, "I know we haven't gotten to know each other, but I'd like to."

I nodded, "That's fine – I'm sure we'll see each other at school, now…everything's over with."

He winced, "I am sorry about that, but it was never my idea to harm you – I was quite keen to see you safe once I knew it was you."

I looked into his topaz eyes as he turned and twirled us expertly – neither did anything for me; it seemed only Jasper affected me in that way and I was pleased. But he did seem sincere in his apology, as well as something else I couldn't pin-point.

"I forgive you," I said, giving him a tight smile – I was still pissed that he took me from my cowboy.

He smiled a crooked smile that looked like it would make any girl's heart melt, but mine stayed whole and with Jasper.

The song was longer than I expected and I held my tongue as the music continued and Edward got closer to me. I was nervous about my blood calling to him, but I was also nervous about his slightly wandering hands. With him, I was at a strictly 'one hand in mine and one hand on my hip' level of dancing, but Edward seemed to want to get a little closer.

"You smell wonderful," he breathed, and I felt like growling at the inappropriate comment – didn't he notice I was with Jasper? "Apart from your freesia scent being almost completely masked by Jasper's smell."

I smirked, happy with his upset tone – if he was going to come on to me, he better understand I wasn't available – "Doesn't Jasper smell nice?"

I was teasing him, but he didn't seem to notice – Edward almost clutched me closer as he delicately and discreetly sniffed my shoulder.

"Yes, his scent is…pleasant," he all but growled, and I wasn't sure I was supposed to hear the addition to his sentence, "But it doesn't mean I want it all over you."

I bit back a laugh, and I suddenly saw Jasper dance Char by us – he looked furious, and Char was obviously trying to distract him, but I could see she was being unsuccessful.

The song slowed and came to an end, and I pulled my hand from Edward's and removed my hand from his shoulder. He moved forward suddenly, but Jasper was in front of him before I could blink – luckily, no one noticed.

Arms suddenly wrapped around me and I was swept away – I looked up into Peter's grinning face.

"The Major got to dance with my mate – it's only fair I get to dance with his," he said, and almost straight away the song changed to something you needed to grind to.

I rolled my eyes, "Is this a coincidence?"

Peter just smirked, "You may be my 'sister,' but I've thought about it, and since you're not actually related, it's okay for me to go back to 'dirty, old Peter' occasionally. Being your brother is fun and all, but I can't flirt like I want to."

He pouted and I laughed. I sighed, and with one more roll of my eyes I gave in and began to grind with him. I threw my arms above my head and swayed to the music – Peter grabbed my hips with a sly smile and took my lead.

"They needed a quick break, as well," he muttered just for me to hear, and I nodded.

I casually leant in, making it look like I was dancing against Peter instead of whispering to him, "Why did Edward want to dance? Why does he want to get to know me? Why…anything?"

Peter laughed and turned me around so my back was glued to his chest, he leant down and pressed his face against my neck as I continued to sway and raise my arms up.

He breathed, "Peter the Oracle says…he's in love with you."

I choked on my spit for a moment, but continued to dance, "What?"

Peter laughed like the bastard he was, "Seriously – old Eddie-boy thinks he's finally found his girl."

I growled pathetically, but the emotions and intent were there, "I'm not his – I'm Jasper's."

"Damn straight," Peter smiled against my neck. "But it doesn't mean that Fuckward isn't going to try his best to make you love him back. I don't think he even knows he's in love with you, yet – he's just feeling jealous and possessive and acting on it, Bells."

I sighed – this was fucked up. I hadn't even talked to him before today.

The song changed, and it contained even more drum and bass than before.

I laughed, "Sure you didn't plan this?"

"I may have 'known' that the next few songs would drive the Major mad with desire, if you danced with someone else to them," Peter smiled, and it wasn't innocent.

I grinned and looked for Jasper, and sure enough he was staring at me from the table where everyone was sitting and talking but him. His eyes were dark and I could see he wanted to be the one grinding against me.

"Push him over the edge, Sugar," Peter whispered, and I closed my eyes and pressed my ass against Peter's groin more forcefully.

I don't think he was expecting it, because he cursed loudly and grasped me to him more tightly. I swivelled my hips and let my hands reach back to hold onto the back of Peter's head – he growled against my neck, and suddenly he was gone, and a more welcome and familiar body was pressed against my own.

"You're a bad girl, Darlin'," Jasper growled softly against my ear, and I shivered as his hands splayed themselves over my stomach and pulled me back against his obvious erection.

I ground against him gently and insistently, and a low rumbling growl began to erupt from his chest, "Don't I know it."

"You will by the end of tonight," he whispered darkly, and I couldn't help the way my panties just instantly melted from the heat of my core.

I heard Jasper's sharp intake of breath, and then a low groan, "You're such a bad girl, and you're my bad girl – my bad girl likes it when I growl, doesn't she? Or when I talk dirty to her? When she gets excited, she smells divine…"

I moaned, probably a bit too loudly but I didn't care – I loved possessive/aggressive Jasper, because he was still my loving cowboy but just so damn primal.

"I love it," I moaned, and Jasper echoed my noise.

His fingertips danced over my stomach, to my hips and then down my thighs, "You're so damn sexy."

I ground against him more forcefully, and Jasper growled playfully as he nipped at my pulse point. I reached back to bury my fingers in his soft, blonde curls, and I drew my nails across his scalp. A long purr vibrated against my back – he was so right about me loving his noises.

I smirked, "Where did Peter go?"

Jasper growled slightly as I asked about him, he obviously wanted my mind on other things – like his wandering hands.

"He's currently dry-humping Char," he breathed, turning me slightly to the left so I could see, and sure enough Peter's tongue was in her ear and his hips were repeatedly grinding against Char's.

I laughed, "He doesn't waste time."

"Neither do I," Jasper said, his tongue barely brushing my ear lobe.

I groaned, "Is there a backroom?"

He laughed, "I thought you'd never ask."

Edward

I watched through narrowed eyes as Jasper led Bella to an empty storeroom next to the bar while no one was looking – except me and Alice, of course.

The others were all dancing, mingling in with the humans, but Alice and I didn't have it in us.

"She needs to find her own husband," Alice hissed, and I looked at her sharply.

"You won't bad-mouth her in front of me, Alice," I hissed right back, and she growled lowly in her chest as she swirled her prop-alcohol around in the tumbler.

"I still can't see their future – nor Peter and Charlotte's," Alice grumbled, and I shook my head in confusion.

I winced as I heard Jasper's delirious thoughts, "That's it, Baby… Lower… Lower… Oh my fucking God! Yes! Oh, Bella – I love you, so much…"

I growled, standing up and getting ready to break them up – I didn't know why, but every time Jasper touched Bella, a feeling bubbled up inside me and mixed with my extreme rage.

Alice put her hand on my arm all of a sudden, "Couldn't we… Couldn't we…work together?" Her eyes shone with excitement and her thoughts showed hope, "You want…the human, and I want Jasper – this can work out for us!"

I nodded, still distracted by the noises coming from the storeroom and Jasper's thoughts, rubbing their intimacy in my face – it wasn't right; she was mine.

I stopped breathing. I stopped thinking…

I…wanted Bella? Yes – yes, I did. Everything I felt in that moment had underlying jealousy, and I knew that I was so angry because I was envious of Jasper.

I growled to Alice, "You're on."

Jasper

Bella's hot little hands were running swiftly along my length, and my hands were busy clutching her to me and teasing her sensitive little nub. She groaned as my fingers slipped inside her hot depths, kissing me more frantically.

We were inside a tiny little storeroom, where every shelf was lined with cardboard boxes full of alcohol and ingredients for cocktails, and we were currently pressing each other into the door.

My Bella moaned against my mouth, "Jasper…that's so…good."

Every time she touched me, I wanted to explode – right then, it was no different. I pinched her little button, desperate for her to come with me – she moaned and shuddered, bliss infecting her emotions as she came around my fingers. With one last pump of her hand, I came too and I came hard.

I growled out, "Bella…"

I matched my breathing with hers as we came down from our highs, and grinned at her mischievously when I had caught my unneeded breath.

"You know, I never imagined I'd be having a quickie in a closet with you," I breathed into her ear, and Bella smirked as she straightened out her dress.

She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed my earlobe lingeringly, "I've thought about it often."

I shivered at the thought of her warmth wrapped around me, and she giggled in a un-Bella-like way and slipped out through the door. I followed a moment later, after collecting myself, and was met by a black-eyed Edward.

My eyes automatically sought out Bella, making sure she was safe – she had begun dancing with Char nearby, and relief rolled over me as I turned back to Edward.

"You're despicable," he growled, stepping towards me.

I was a little taller than him, and I used it to my advantage – I looked down at him slightly, a growl slowly rolling from my chest as I sent him little waves of fear.

"How so?" I asked coldly, and he glared at me.

"You're treating her like a whore."

I hissed, grabbing a handful of his shirt and hauling him towards me – no one paid us any attention – "I treat her like the lady she is – my lady."

Edward's lips curled back into a silent snarl, "Ladies shouldn't be fucked in closets, and what are you thinking, anyway? You're endangering her! You could kill her, bite her, drain her! You have no control, Jasper."

The Major wormed his way out as my vision began to swim crimson, "You listen to me, Son. I wouldn't hurt my little darlin', and I have more control than you ever will. What we do does not concern you, and if you insist on throwing lust and desire at my mate, you will find yourself short of a few vital attachments. Do we understand each other?"

Fear began to seep out through his emotions, and the Major was all too happy to suck it all in and use it against him.

"I'll stop you," Edward growled out the promise. "You'll kill her."

"One day, I will," I smirked, and Edward's eyes widened in alarm – he knew I was talking of changing my sweet woman.

"You can't!" He hissed, trying to shake my hold, "You can't condemn her! If you bite her…I will unleash Hell on you."

I growled, my face automatically moving closer to his, "Bella is my mate, and if she wishes to be changed, then she will be. You may think yourself righteous and a saviour, Boy, but you will find yourself in pieces if you speak like this or touch her again. I can feel what you feel, remember? And I don't like what you're throwin' around."

In fact, his love and lust spiked so high at Bella's name, that I had to repeatedly swallow the venom that was pooling in my mouth.

"Step away now, Son – before the Major goes and does you some permanent damage," Peter's voice growled at Edward close by my ear, and I glared at Edward as I released my hold on him.

Peter stepped forward, his face inches from Edward's, "I'll just let you know, Bella is my sister – if you do what you're thinkin' of doin', I'll rip you a new asshole. You got me?"

Edward stepped back, then turned and stalked away – I sighed as I felt his dark emotions roll away from me. The Major quietened and I squeezed Peter's shoulder in thanks.

He grimaced, his drawl still strong in his anger, "Don't thank me yet, Brother. That piece of shit is up to somethin'."

"I know," I growled, biting back my own anger. "But we'll deal with it."

Peter nodded, and then his emotions changed drastically – anger, annoyance…amusement, excitement, anticipation…

I looked over to where he was, and growled.

Peter laughed, "I warned you about the shoes, Major."

Bella was dancing with Char still, but there were two human males behind Bella, trying to get in on the action – despite Char's natural, vampiric appeal, the men were completely blanking her and staring at my woman with lust-filled eyes.

"Try not to get blood on the dance floor," Peter chuckled as I strode toward them.

I could hear what they were saying to Bella, "Hey, Sweetie – all alone? We'd like to keep you company."

I didn't care what they looked like, or who they fuck they thought they were – all I saw was their hands reaching for Bella's ass.

I was a metre away, with the Major starting to take over again, when Bella turned around and looked the two assholes straight in the eyes.

"Are you blind?" She asked, and I heard Peter chuckle from wherever he was – oh, he was enjoying this. "I'm with my girl here – I have all the company I want and need."

The two guys were persistent, and I soon felt an amused Peter come stand beside my frozen form as we watched the show unfold before us – it would only take me less than a second to step in, if needs be.

The taller of the two of them smirked, "Honey, don't be like that – we could show you what you're missing out on. We could cure you."

Peter was almost off his ass laughing at that point – he just knew that Bella wouldn't put up with that shit, especially the homophobic comment. I could feel Bella's anger, disgust and…mischief?

Char was looking, and feeling, pissed off beside Bella, and Bella reached back to wrap her arm around Char's waist. Char returned the favour, and the two men looked at Char angrily.

"We don't need you," the shorter one growled, and Peter's amusement instantly vanished.

"Fuck that," he growled under his breath, flexing his hands in anger – he didn't like it when Char was rudely ogled, but he hated the opposite even more, when she was even remotely slighted.

Bella smirked, "No, I need her, because I want her – I don't want two assholes with tiny dicks, who couldn't find my 'G' spot with a map and a flashlight."

Peter's anger faded a little as he realised that Bella could handle the situation. I was starting to enjoy myself. I grinned as the two men began to feel insecure – it seemed that Bella's statement hit home.

"My girl here can give me more satisfaction than twenty pints of Ben & Jerry's – and you know how much girls love B&J – so, if you think that your asses are better than that, then go ahead and make idiots out of yourselves while I dig in."

With that, Bella turned to Char and planted her mouth on hers.

Char groaned, threading her fingers through Bella's silky, loose curls, and Bella grasped Char's hips, pulling her body flush against hers. The two men were beaten and they slunk away, but Bella and Char didn't stop kissing for a moment.

I was frozen to the spot as I watched the display and my mind began to quarrel with itself.

Hot… That is so hot…

But Bella's YOURS – YOU want to kiss her like that…

Yeah, but look at that… Oh, sweet baby Jesus…I think they just used some tongue…

She's YOURS, not Char's – go get her back for us… WE need Bella…

But before my possessive side could win-out, Peter groaned and broke the mood, "Please… Don't stop…"

Bella pulled away and giggled softly at Char's frozen, dumb-struck face, "I think Char liked it…"

"Hmm?" Char said dazedly, and Bella laughed, turning and walking towards me.

I could feel Peter's disappointment, but his lust for Char overruled it for now – he swept her up and walked her out of the bar as fast as he could in his human pretence.

He gave one last call, "We'll talk about this later, Bells!"

Bella smirked, wrapping her arms around my neck – my still body began to regain some life and I wrapped my arms around her waist, giving her a smile.

"I hate assholes like that," Bella mumbled, kissing along my jaw-line and making me shiver.

"Mmm," I murmured softly, "Me, too. I was an inch from ripping their miserable dicks off."

Bella chuckled, "Did you like the display, Major…and does the General agree with your assessment?"

I growled, pressing her hips against my hard length, "We both liked it – very much."

"Perhaps," Bella breathed, walking two of her fingers down my chest and then back up again, "we could go upstairs and I could get reacquainted with him..."

Before she even finished her sentence, I ran her out of the bar and upstairs.