Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight.
Author's note I: Some more Mature smut in the beginning for ya. Enjoy.
She didn't wake up confused or alarmed. She didn't need a moment to adjust to this new reality. As she slowly crossed over from dreams to wakefulness Bella only felt a new sense of belonging. Everything was good. Everything was right. She was used to it before she got a chance to marvel at its novelty. There was no point trying to wonder how she ever drew a breath before this day.
"Hello." Rosalie's musical greeting made her smile.
"Hi," Bella whispered into her neck. She stretched and used the opportunity to slide deeper into Rosalie's arms.
"This sleeping thing's gonna wear my patience to the bone," Rosalie grumbled into her hair.
Bella chuckled and nipped at the other girl's neck. "Are you trying to hint at something?"
Rosalie's low growl surprised her and she looked up.
"I'm not in a mood for hints, Bella," Rosalie whispered. Her grip on Bella's hip tightened slightly. "Please..."
Bella stilled for a moment and looked at her, really looked at her. She was slightly torn between wanting to give her girlfriend some relief and enjoying the look of absolute need on Rosalie's face. Quickly, she told her mind to memorize this sight as she moved on top of her and started to kiss her deeply. Out of the corner of her eyes she saw that Rosalie had moved her arms over her head and behind her. She would not allow herself to touch the fragile human until she calmed down, Bella suspected.
There was no time to waste. Rosalie hissed and arched her back as Bella wrapped her lips around one of her nipples and bit with everything she had. Rosalie's moans rang in her ears. Her right hand roughly squeezed the other neglected breast in front of her as her left hand spread Rosalie's thighs apart. She let her hand slide through the wetness that coated Rosalie's skin but did not move any closer. Bella wasn't trying to torture her...it was just that Rosalie's breasts were so goddamn distracting. They were so full, so voluptuous, so friggin perfect that Bella's brain turned into veritable mush at the sight and feel of them.
Finally, Rosalie had enough, and she let Bella know with another loud and drawn out growl. Bella reluctantly released the hard nipple from her mouth and without any further ado, thrust two fingers inside Rosalie.
Neither of them blinked as they stared one another down. Bella's body moved with her hand as she pumped in and out of the panting blonde. Rosalie was absolutely soaked. She was sure the sheets beneath her were too, and she tried not to think about how wet she herself must be right now. It wasn't difficult. A volcano could erupt outside the cabin door and Bella would probably never notice it. All her attention was focused on the moving, glistening body beneath her. Her Rosalie.
"More..." Rosalie gasped. "Fingers...more fingers," she added at Bella's confused look.
Bella tried not to blush but the outcome of that was in doubt. She added another finger, then another, and moaned a little herself at Rosalie's reaction. Her confidence slowly returned as Rosalie's moans grow in volume and intensity. Last night...what was that thing that Rosalie had done that drove her crazy? Oh yeah...
"Ahhh, fuck! Fuck, fuck, yes!" The words tumbled out of Rosalie's mouth in one long grunt when she felt Bella curling her fingers up. Bella couldn't help the grin that adorned her face. Who would've ever thought that giving pleasure like this could feel so damn good? She kept her fingers curled and pressed as hard as she could into the upper wall just inside Rosalie's opening.
Rosalie's hips moved back and forth, but not as fast as Bella was trying to and could go.
"Can't...I'll crush you if I move...fuck, if I move any faster," Rosalie panted as she answered Bella's silent question.
She could see that Rosalie was straining not to move her arms either. She knew it was worse for her, but Bella really wished she could feel Rosalie's arms hug her close the way she had done herself last night. Bella wanted to be surrounded by nothing but Rosalie. Damn human frailty, she thought.
Rosalie's grunts filled the big room as they only got more frantic. Bella's body moved hard along with her hand, her own hot sweat dripping onto Rosalie's cold flesh and exciting the blonde even more.
"Oh god! Oh god oh god oh god!" And Rosalie could say no more as her eyes screwed shut and her hips lifted clean off the bed while her inner walls convulsed around Bella's fingers.
When she finally fell back Bella fell right along with her...right back into her breasts.
Ring, Ring.
Emmett scrambled to get the phone before Alice and succeeded even though she had obviously foreseen the call. He stuck out his tongue at her as he answered.
"Rosie!" He grinned widely. "Finally! You remembered your hands were good for other things, huh?"
"Emmett!" Rosalie reprimanded. Behind him, Esme and Carlisle echoed Rosalie's embarrassment. Alice and Jasper just sniggered in the background.
"Oh come on!" Emmett whined. "As I'm the third wheel this week I should get some fringe benefits. And I want details woman!"
"You'll get details if you can last the rest of the week without a single video game," Rosalie said. "Handheld too."
"You're on!"
Emmett moved off with the phone to his room for some privacy. The rest of the family, though eager to speak to Rosalie and Bella, understood and did not follow.
"You're ok? You're both all right?" He asked softly.
He could practically hear her smile. "Yeah, Em," she said. "We're both fine. I miss you. She does too. She misses everyone but I think she misses you the most."
Emmett grinned. "I'm her BFF. Of course she misses me. Did you tell her about the new console?"
She laughed. "No...kinda got distracted. But I'll mention it next chance I get."
Jasper didn't particularly care for eavesdropping on his siblings' conversation, but he did pay close attention to Emmett's emotions from the other room. Part of him, parts of all of them really, was concerned about the triad. It was not the norm. It was different and that scared most people and kept them from pursuing it. They weren't wrong or right per se to avoid complicating a romance with more people. It's just that it took so much work for these relationships to thrive. Jasper had seen some varieties of polyamory here and there among humans during his long life, but he'd never been able to see one evolve up close. But one thing that was clear even from a distance...there was so much love between them. Emmett's feelings for Rosalie, for Bella were devoid of bitterness or jealousy. Rosalie, he knew could barely contain her love for her mates. And Bella...the last time he saw her he had been struck by her closeness with Emmett. Though her heart always beat fastest for Rosalie, it was Emmett more than any of them that made her feel safe and relaxed. Bella dearly loved him too.
Bonds are malleable, always subject to change. But Jasper found himself quietly rooting for his family, Bella included. He really wanted this to work. They all did.
Twenty feet away from where she was standing, a bare bush slowly burned to ash. Nearby, another bush burst into flame. Bella took a few deliberate breaths. She wasn't sure which of the two strong emotions she was feeling, anger and sadness, would win in this tug-o-war...and she didn't care.
"Are you going to burn the entire Yukon province?" Rosalie asked as she slowly walked up behind her.
Another patch of grass lit up, and Bella watched the fire snake around as it followed the pattern her gaze dictated.
"No," Bella replied quietly. "I'm sorry. It helps."
The vampire stopped moving when she reached her, and she carefully put her hand in hers.
"I'd be lying if I said I was over it," Rosalie said. "But it's been so long, Bella. I'm healing."
Bella swallowed hard and nodded. "I'm so sorry, Rose."
Rosalie turned so she could pull Bella into a hug. They stood like that for a long time, Bella's tears falling steadily while Rose could only imagine her own tears that would never come. Bella held her with all of her strength, and she hoped that her actions conveyed her love and support...because right now she couldn't find any appropriate words in response to hearing about Rosalie's last night as a human. There just weren't any words.
Charlie slowed down as he got closer to the shed. The sun was out and looked like it would be a fine day. Ordinarily he'd make use of the rare good weather and go for an impromptu fishing trip. But for the first time in a long time, his heart just wasn't in it.
He unlocked the door and stepped inside. She's neat, he thought as he surveyed Bella's home. Nothing like her mother. Eyebrows shot up when he spotted the unmistakable shape of a small fire extinguisher lying beside the small fridge. There was another one by the couch. What the hell? What did that mean? Is she just overly cautious or does she actually need those things? He looked at the tags on the ones he could see-unbroken seals. Ok then.
The fridge barely contained anything-a few condiments and a jar of pickles...much like his fridge in fact-but he reasoned she probably ate more with the Cullens. She had to with the time she spent over there. She certainly didn't look hungry the last time he saw her.
What the hell am I doing here, he thought with a sigh. He said down heavily on the couch then yelped as he had landed on a particularly pointy section. He didn't stay on that couch for long and instead sat down at the table. His hands were clenching dangerously tight and he picked up a book to keep them busy. He flipped through a few pages and stopped, surprised at what he saw. It was a sketchbook. Damn, Carlisle wasn't exaggerating. The pages were littered with drawings of buildings, furniture, and floor plans. He took in every page, and it wasn't lost on him the stark difference between Bella's imagination and what her current home looked like.
This was too much. He needed to leave. Fishing. He'd go fishing. He loved that. The sketchbook was carefully set aside where he'd found it and he stood to leave...and found himself face to face with two holes in the wall. Charlie swallowed the lump in his throat as he traced the indentations his bullets made all those months ago. The bullets were gone, but their imprint was unmistakable.
So much for fishing. Charlie knew he'd spend the rest of the day patching those holes. And he thought he knew of a way to fix that couch.
"Rosalie, I'll be fine."
"I don't like this."
"I'll read a little then go to sleep. It's my fault you have to go so far to hunt anyway."
"Bella, I can't. I can't just leave you here for hours like that."
"No, Rose. What you can't do is drive all day tomorrow with me in the car without hunting first. You know that."
Rosalie sighed heavily. Bella stared her down, knowing she'd made her point. She never felt anything but safe with the blonde, but her eyes were much darker than their norm. Rosalie had gone to hunt one other time this week and had barely found a morsel for herself. They suspected the fireworks from their first night had driven all the big game away. She would have to travel much further tonight. And Bella was right...she'd need the time to get a good hunt before a long road trip with a human.
"You'll call me if you need anything?" Rosalie looked so defeated.
Bella smiled and rolled her eyes. "Does tucking me in qualify?"
She was directly in front of her in an instant. "For you? Yes, you annoying human." Rosalie used up the last of her strength to gently kiss her on the lips.
A moment later she was gone.
"I love you," Bella whispered to the empty room.
Bella was going to read, but ended up mulling over the materials used in the kitchen cabinetry. It was a light, almost white color that went very nicely with the dark hardwood floor beneath. She wished she could move this cabin to Forks. It was perfect...not just for its aesthetics but because of the memories it now held. The blush was impossible to stop, but since there was no one here to laugh Bella let her mind wander and replayed every wonderful moment she'd experienced over the last week with Rosalie. She'd have to thank the Denali's for their part in making it happen...if she could even attempt that with a straight face.
She looked at her watch. Rosalie's been gone for half an hour. It was now or never.
The plan she had been toying with for the last two weeks, ever since she found out where their vacation was going to be, came to the forefront of her mind. She had avoided making decisions or thinking too hard about what could or would happen for a specific reason. Moments after she finally made the decision, her phone started ringing. No caller ID necessary for this call.
"Alice," Bella greeted her friend.
"Are you insane?!" Alice wasn't screaming but she was pretty close to it. "Are you certifiable?! You can't! You absolutely can't!"
"Will it work?" Bella asked quietly.
"That doesn't matter!" Alice shrieked. "You can't do this Bella! Rosalie will flip!"
"It'll work, won't it?" Bella continued. "Please, Alice. Tell me the truth. Will it work? Will they be ok? Will I return ok?"
Alice's sigh was audible. "Yes...if nothing else changes. You know how my gift works. I don't see everything."
"But you see Esme and Carlisle, don't you?" Bella asked, gripping the phone tightly in her hand. "Will they be happy?"
Silence.
"Alice, I have to do this," Bella said as she put on her shoes. "Rosalie will never agree to come, and if by some miracle she does it won't end well, will it? I'm making the decision to tell her now. I'm insisting on it. What will happen?"
"Damn it, Bells," Alice sighed. "She tries to kill him again. They have to ask you and her to leave."
"And he doesn't come back," Bella finished.
"Why are you doing this?" Alice asked, desperate. "After everything he did? Knowing how much he hates you?"
Bella closed her eyes and reaffirmed her decision...to remind Alice why.
"For Esme," she said quietly. "And for Carlisle."
Alice sighed again. "Bella, be careful. I know you're fast...but there are nomads everywhere, especially in cold places. Don't stop, no matter what, until you get there. And don't stop until you're back in the cabin. I'll give Tanya a heads up."
"Thank you. Can you-can you see Rosalie? How long do I have?"
Pause.
"She's still running. So far she's planning a long hunt, probably 5 or 6 hours knowing her. But that can change any time."
"I'll leave her a note," she replied, already at work writing it. "Thank you Alice."
"I still think you're crazy. And Rosalie will go nuts if she beats you back. I won't lie if she calls me."
"I wouldn't ask you to. I'll handle Rosalie. Thank you Alice," Bella said again.
After hanging up and without a moment to lose, Bella stepped outside and in a burst of fiery speed, made her way to Denali.
Author's note II: OK please don't go all hatin' on me in the reviews. I know most of you despise Edward, but my aim for this fic has always been to maintain a sense of realism despite all the fantastic elements we have. I can't just leave him to on the periphery in lala land the whole time. That would be way too good to be true. I DO have plans for him. Muahaha.
Author's note III: You know what will make a happy, happy weekend for Darcy? Reviews, reviews, of course!