A/N: Hello! So this is another shorty… I actually got the idea for it this morning when I was walking from breakfast to class, and then I wrote it out in said class… not so good. You'll see why. This is (once again) for Little Miss Whitlock, who made it clear that the fade to black was simply unacceptable, so for her I turned on a fucking light. She never fades to black, so check her out… like NOW. If you like me, you'll love her…

But leave me some love before you go, okay??? =]

Oh, and yeah… don't own… and I don't think Steph would be too thrilled with this, either… or Disney, for that matter….

Chapter 25

BPOV

We were lying in bed the next morning, me still on top of Edward, with his hands running up and down my sides.

"I'm sorry, Sweet Cheeks."

"It's no big deal, Love."

"Yeah, it kind of is."

"Not really; you can have sex anytime."

"But not Prom sex."

"There's always next year, baby."

"True."

He did have a point. There was always next year, which implied time.

Time.

Maybe I'd be better by then.

But then all of a sudden these huge doubts filled my mind, only serving to remind me just how unlikely that would be. I groaned, and buried my face in Edward.

Deep breath.

Yum.

"What's wrong, Love?"

I sighed and lifted my face so that my chin was resting on his chest, and I saw my favorite crooked smile spreading across his perfect lips.

"I just wish I knew what was wrong; I don't want to be like this… I really don't. I want to be myself again."

His smiled faded a little and he brushed the back of his hand across my cheek.

"I'll get you back, Bella. I promise."

"I know… but I just want to, I dunno, laugh again."

"Laugh?"

"Yeah, you know: ha. Ha. Ha. Laugh."

"Hmm." He said, tangling his fingers in my hair and shifting his eyes to focus out the window.

"There's a calm surrender…"

"Huh?"

"To the rush of day…"

"What are you doing?"

"When the heat of a rolling wind, can't be turned away…"

"Seriously, what the—"

"An enchanted moment…"

"When?"

"And it sees me through…"

"Through what?"

"It's enough for this restless warrior, just to be with youuuuuu…"

"Well, that's sweet, but I still don't—"

"CAN YOU FEEEEEELLLLLLL THE LOVVVVVVVEEE TONIGHT???"

Oh…. OH!

"IT IS WHERE WE AREEEE…."

He kept on going, and I couldn't help myself. I started to laugh. Hard. Huge, feel it in the pit of your stomach, big ass tears rolling down my face… laughing. I had to roll off of Edward, I was laughing that hard, and I couldn't have stopped if I tried. Edward, though, had other plans. He kept on singing (at the top of his lungs) and started tickling me, making me writhe underneath him. But all of a sudden, he stopped. His eyes darkened and darted down to my chest and she licked his lips.

Oh, crap. I was still naked.

I parted my legs underneath him and pushed my knees into his hips. He quirked an eyebrow, so I did it again.

His lips crashed down onto mine with a fierce hunger that I'd never felt before. He took my bottom lip into his mouth and started nibbling at it, following along with his tongue, as his hands started to work their magic on my breasts.

Thank God for piano lessons.

My hands found their way to his hips and I pushed down his pants and boxers as far as I could without leaving his lips, and he kicked them off the rest of the way. I moaned into his mouth when I felt his hard on pressing urgently into my thigh. He pulled away a little; pressing light kisses to my cheeks then down my neck.

"I love you," he whispered, "I love you…"

I snapped my eyes shut as he continued his assault down my body. When he got to the edge of my underwear, he lifted himself up a bit and dipped his fingers under the fabric, lifting it ever so slightly away from my body.

"Edward…"

"What?" He said, never taking his eyes off the scant piece of black lace. I was so freaking wet, it's not even funny. I lifted my hips a little to get him to pull them off, but he clicked his tongue.

"I don't know…"

"What… what?" I panted.

"Are you my Bella?" AS he said the words he moved his fingers quickly so that they had slid up my thighs, then back under the wait band and he squeezed my hips. I was aching so badly for him.

"Always… always."

"Say it."

He fisted my underwear, "Tell me."

"I'm yours!" I wailed, but what I meant was get the hell inside me. Now.

In a flash he ripped the lace from my body, and I felt the velvety tip of his erection teasing my entrance.

"Edward, please…make me yours."

He thrust into me quickly, and I gasped. That line gets him every time. He gave me a second to adjust, before pulling out almost completely and slamming back into me. He kept pounding into me and I could feel the coil in my stomach start to tighten as his hand swiped at my chest.

"Edward…" I moaned; it was all I could think. Everything else was irrelevant.

His head dropped to my shoulder and he planted hot, wet kisses all over my skin. Then I heard his voice, low and husky in my ear.

"Bella, I love you…"

"Uh…" yeah, I was beyond words.

"Do you love me?" He started moving faster. How the hell was he forming sentences?

"So, so much… oh fucking Christ, EDWARD!!"

"Then cum for me, baby. Cum on my cock and show me how much you love me."

Okay.

I came violently and my world exploded into a haze of white and bronze. I trembled around him as he kept quickly thrusting into me until he tensed and I felt him spill inside of me, my name on his lips. He relaxed and rolled onto his back, pulling me with him, but still, ya know, hanging out inside me. He kissed the top of my head as we attempted to catch out breaths.

"Baby, I love you."

"Love you, too, Sweet Cheeks."

"Hey, I thought of a new one."

"Oh, God. Do I even want to know?"

"Of Course you do."

I laughed a little and planted a kiss at his pulse point. "Okay."

"Gum Drop."

"Oh, God."

"What?"

"Seriously?"

His green eyes sparkled with amusement, "Yeah, why?"

"Edward Cullen, you absolutely can not call me Gum Drop."

"Oh? I thought you were mine?"

Damn it.

"Well, there should still be… limits."

"Limits?"

"Yeah, like no… umm… weird ones. And hey, what is it with you and food, any ways?"

"I don't know. I guess you're just kind of like food for me. I'm always completely satisfied."

He smiled down at me, and I rolled my eyes.

"Hey, I love you, Bella Brownie."

I snuggled closer, happy that for once I felt like myself again; like maybe I could get through this.

"I love you too, Sweet Cheeks. So, so much."

He laughed at me. "Yeah, I could tell."