SM owns the boys I just get to play dirty with them.
A/N Thanks to everyone who has added or reviewed
This is my first out take and I hope you enjoy and it leaves you wanting more.
This is after chapter 6 when the boys decide they need to make some purchases.
I want to dedicate this chapter to my good friend Bellemeer she has been holding her breathe for this one.
And as always I need to thank Debra Anne my wonderful Beta without her I would be lost and you guys wouldn't read.
Fuck! These lights - why are they so fucking bright? God damn it, are we supposed to be blinded or something? I'm staring at the rows and rows of colors. What the fuck! I ask myself. Is it hot in here? Should I be sweating like this? Why the hell is my head spinning and my belly churning?
I lean my sweaty palm on the corner of the shelving, I'm doing my best to control my breathing and pull myself together. 'But!? The fucking colors' - There's blues, yellows, reds, greens and black. 'Black!? Why the hell is there black?' I'm so confused. I've never done this before. I knew this day would come, but I didn't realize how hard this would fucking be, and I'm pissed.
'What to do!? What to do!?'
'How the hell do the girls do it! Cause I'm sure this would be like picking a fucking lipstick for them...' All the colors - 'do they just pick one and move on? Or is there a fucking process that I don't know about?'
Once again scanning the shelves, I'm feeling more and more overwhelmed with all the blues and yellows; its making me feel so stupid. I wish I could make up my fucking mind.
Girls, come to mind again! 'OK its like picking mmmmmm... whats that shit called? The colored things? The thing they put on their eye lids thinking it makes them look hot. What the fuck is it called?'
I look over my shoulder to question Edward, who should be behind me, he's there- but happens to be looking everywhere but at me. 'Fucker!' He's pretending he's not interested! Pretending he's not even with me! And fuck! He really is pretending! But... pretending with what?
Through squinted eyes I glare in his direction.
The little bastards holding something. He's pretending he's gonna buy it. 'But what? What the fuck is that? What the hell is that he's holding?' The boy has me so confused.
Oh my shit! Tampons! The little freak is holding a box of tampons! Pretending to read the back of the fucking pack.
Edward has such a nerve pretending he's not with me! But yet, he's oh so willing to pretend he's buying a box of fucking tampons! 'Asshole.'
"Edward!?" I say.
No answer. But I know he hears me, cause I watch; amused as his cheeks turn a slight shade off pink and a layer of guilty sweat traces his forehead.
"Edward," I say again.
Still no fucking answer. But I do get a kick outta watching him come undone, his shaky hand reaches up and wipes his brow.
"Edwwwwwwwward," I whine with a smirk. Finally! Now, I have his God damn attention!
His head spins in my direction, nervously blinking, doing his best to twitch out a small smile, his nervous look makes me swallow hard, I do feel for the boy and try my best to return it.
"Whats that shit girls put on their eyes? You know what I'm talking about, right? The colored stuff?"
He looks at me like I've lost my God damn mind. Then it dawns on him, and he tilts his head and raises his eyebrows in understanding.
"Eye shadow, Jasper. Is that what your thinking about? Eye shadow!?"
"Bingo!" I point my finger at him. "Fucking bingo, Edward." That's it! Fucking eye shadow.
"How the hell do they pick one from all those fucking colors?"
He's still looking at me in bewilderment and confusion.
"Are you really thinking of eye shadow right now, Jasper?"
I raise an eyebrow at him. "Yeah, why?"
"You do realize how gay you just sounded, right? I actually think that was beyond gay. You just made gay look even gayer, Jasper." And he starts to laugh... at me! 'Fucker!'
I grab him roughly by the arm, pulling him closer to me. Grabbing his tampons, I throw them to the floor.
"Tampons, Edward? Really? Who the fuck is gayer than gay now, dude?"
He slaps my bicep, giving it a little squeeze.
"What? You on your fucking period Edward? Should I be happy you're not fucking pregnant? Thank fuck! at least I don't have to marry your ass in a shotgun wedding!"
The thought makes me chuckle to myself.
"Come on mister man! Lets get down to business, let's get this done!" And this time we both turn our attention to the shelves.
Now we're both staring at the rows of colors... blues, yellows... and black. Fucking blacks. Why can't I stop thinking of the blacks? Are they for black men? Can't believe I just thought that! Why the fuck would I think that? Cause if that were the case, wouldn't they be brown? Not black! And as for that matter, who are the fucking blue ones for? Smurfs?
I start laughing. Heads are turning to watch the crazy guy laughing in the condom aisle, it's a nervous laugh, a little high pitched, and I think everyone can sense it.
I steady myself by putting my arm around my boyfriend's waist. 'Yes, you heard me right! Boyfriend. I think once you've seen each other naked and finger fucked to orgasm and should I say one of the best orgasms they ever had! You have the right to call them your boyfriend. Just saying.'
It's only been a few days since our shower, but we've planned a big weekend. His parents are going out of town, and I'm fucking sleeping over! Yep, you heard me right, I'm sleeping over!
His Mom called mine, my Mom talked to his Mom and now it's all a go. Of course my Mom had her doubts, questionably raising one finely sculpted eyebrow in my direction. And all I could do was smile, trying my best to look all innocent like! But she saw right through me. Fuck!
I got a lecture after that, on being respectful of my surroundings and the people in them, making sure I knew what I was doing and getting into. She likes the Cullen's, and she loves Edward, or what she has seen of him, but nonetheless, she didn't want this to turn into something that couldn't be fixed.
I told her I understood her fears, and explained that Edward was gay, but yet to sit down with his family and explain it.
'Oh my God, I just lied outright to my saint of a mother. I'm definitely going to hell now.' I thought to myself.
But I continued anyway. 'Hell, I tell ya! Hell!'
"So that's where I come in. I'm going to help him with his fears," I'm pulling out all the stops showing as much Jasper Hale confidence that I can, all the time thinking to myself, 'Oh I'm gonna help him with his fears alright!' My dick twitched at the thought, and I gulped hard, plopping down on the couch with a huff, trying to disguise this fact from Mama.
Burying my head in my hands, I think to myself, "But who the fuck is going to help me with mine?"
She nodded in understanding, then lets the subject drop. Thank fuck.
So here we are! Me and the boy, making some purchases!
Well I am. Edward's just being a douche and pretending this doesn't involve him. Fucker!
So we stand and we stare - so many fucking colors to chose from.
"So what ya think, Edward? Do you have a preference?" I say, giving his shoulder a small massage, trying to ease his tension.
His hand tightens around my waist. God he's so cute. Love this boy! I place a small kiss in his fuck-hot hair, inhaling his glorious scent.
Looking up all shy, with wonderment and excitement, he has as much of a clue as I do. It's like the blind leading the blind. 'Aha!" Maybe that's what the fucking bright lights are for... the blind!'
I give myself a chuckle. This is so unbelievably fucked up, and getting ridiculous.
He picks up a few boxes, examining them, turning them in his hands and pretending to read the back.
Like that's going to fucking help!
"See anything you like, Edward?"
He looks at me again and smiles... "I don't know, Jasper. I don't know how this works. Do we have to choose a color?"
"Anything but fucking pink, Edward!" We start laughing nervously again.
He holds up the neon ones and laughs harder. Nervously, his voice starting to crack a little, he says, "How about these, Jasper. You can light up in the dark. It would be like pin the tail on the donkey." Then whispering anxiously, "At least you'd know if you were in... umm.. the hole." Looking up at me shyly, I raised an eyebrow as he continues "Umm... well the light would go out, right?"... And he closes his eyes slowly, damp lashes hitting his cheeks.
Staring at Edward in shock, I feel my throat close and my mouth go dry! We both want this, but to say we're scared is an understatement.
I grab him and pull him close, kissing his forehead, trying to ground myself. But I have to be honest with my boy.
"Edward, it will take more than a neon fucking condom and a game of pin the tail on the donkey for me to make sure I'm doing this right."
He looks up through his long ass lashes at me and swallows hard. I try my best to give him a reassuring smile, kissing each eye-lid. "I know, Edward! I know." I pull him tighter to me... cause shit, I do know.
He's scared shit-less, and so the fuck am I. This is a first for both of us, and God knows I want it to be right and feel right for us both. I really don't want to even think off hurting my boy, and it scares the shit out of me, to the point that my belly is in a constant state of cramps.
Trying to lighten the moment, Edward looks at me and kisses my lips softly. "Jasper should we worry about size?" I look at him strangely.
"Size Edward. What size?"
" The size of the condom, Jay. It should be important, right?"
Then I noticed. Shit, these things do come in sizes - no one size fits all. They have small, "regular" and large, some even extra large.
'Well fuck me sideways. I'm sure to be extra large!' I chuckle to myself.
Edward gives me a sideways glance. "Extra large, Jasper? Really? Don't flatter yourself!"
Its like the fucker read my mind! And once again, I laugh, and this time he joins in.
He grabs a box, then looks at my crotch, holding the box of large neon pink condoms to it. I laugh harder, slapping his hand away. "No fucking neon, Edward! and definitely not fucking pink!" We both snort out a laugh. This is getting ridiculous.
So once again we stand and stare.
"Not as easy as we thought, huh, Edward?"
He looks over at me, "No, Jasper, it's not. What the fuck are we going to do? I thought we'd be in and out by now."
"Yeah, that's what I thought." I smirk, raising an eyebrow at him, and he slaps me.
"Don't you think of anything other than sex?"
I hold him closer. "No, I don't. And I can't think of anything other than having sex with you. It's the only thing I can think of right now!"
I smile nervously at him.
"Me too, Jay. Me too." Squeezing me tighter, he lays his head on my shoulder.
I place a kiss on his temple to let him know I share his anxiousness and worry, but also to make him understand that we'll get through this together.
Something clicks in me, and I get a thought. Looking over the shelves I see it.
"Get on your knees, Edward!" He looks at me shocked, whispering, "Jasper, no..."
"Get on your knees, Edward!" I say more sternly.
"Jasssssssper, I can't." He's eying me nervously.
He leans into me, saying, "Babe, as much as I would love to have your cock in my mouth, and am getting excited about sucking you off, I don't think this is the time or the place!" his face all red and nervous.
"Edward," I say, now smiling, "I dont want you to suck my dick in the middle of the fucking drug store! As much as that would be fulfilling one of my fantasies with you, it's not the time or the place, as you say. I want you to go look for lube, and it's on the bottom shelf, sweetie. And for that, you need to get on your knees." I smirk.
And again he slaps me. 'The boy really has to cut out the fucking slapping shit.'
So here we are, Edward on his knees and me hovering above him, staring at the God damn shelves again.
I grab his soft as fuck locks, not able to contain myself, and yell, "Edward, while your down there!" pushing his face into my crotch.
He gasps and pushes away!
"Jasper, stop! You're such an ass!" Pushing me away harder from him: "If you dont stop your shit, Jasper Hale, I swear your dick will never see the inside of my mouth... EVER."
He looks up all fucking cocky, and I let him go swiftly, like he's just poked me with a pin, looking at the palm of my hand to see if he's left a mark.
Feeling my face flush, I look around, hoping no-one noticed, cause God and the sweet baby Jesus know the second thing on my list is to have my cock between Edwards sweet cherry lips, and there's no fucking way I'm messing that shit up.
He returns his attention to the shelves, giggling cockily to himself... 'Fucker!'
"What one do I pick, Jasper? They're all so fucking different!" he says, looking up.
"I don't know, Edward. What one would you like?"
"Huh? Why do I have to like it? Don't you have to like it too?"
"Yes, Edward, but for now, let's go with what you want!"
He looks down again, pulling out boxes, once again reading the fucking back, thinking that shit's going to help him out. Sometimes the boy worries me!
"Hot and tingly," he says.
"Huh?" I say, looking down.
"What about hot and tingly?"
I think for a moment then say, "Really, Edward? Think about it!"
Edward looks up, confused.
I bend over and whisper in his ear, "Sweetness, do you really want hot and tingly in your ass the fist time I take you?"
He thinks about that and his face registers everything: the burn, the sting, and maybe the pain, and I see his eyes start to water. Then slowly, and with a shaky hand, he places the box back on the shelf. "Hot and tingly is out then!" he says, gulping down saliva. I smile now, slapping the back of his head... 'Silly fucker!'
Edward grabs a box, looking content in his choice. He stands, showing it to me with a shit eating grin on his face, and I can't help but return his sentiment. And then we hear it - and shit - we freeze.
The booming voice invades the silence of the store, and all heads turn in its direction. Needless to say, in ours also... "Fuck!"
"YO GUYS."
I turn sheepishly. Fuck me backwards - with no lube or mercy! It's fucking Emmett. What the fuck!
I pull Edward with me in the direction of the voice. His legs are unable to move on their own right now, so he ends up spinning on his heels.
"YO, JASPER. EDWARD, WHAT THE FUCK YOU GUYS DOING HERE?"
"Jassssper," Edward whispers with a whine from my side. I pull him closer, grabbing the lube and quickly placing it back on the shelf.
"Its OK. I'll handle this. Don't worry, babe." He sighs softly, relaxing the tension in his shoulders a little.
"YO BROS! WHAT YA DOING?" he booms, approaching us.
'Think, Jasper, think!' my mind is reeling and my vision's a little blurry. 'Shit! What do I say?'
"Hi, Em, fancy meeting you here. You alone? Or is Rose with you?" Looking at the space behind him, over his shoulder, I hope to God he's alone.
After following my stare in confusion, he returns his focus on us.
"NAH, GUYS, NO ROSE. I'M HERE ALONE. TIME TO STOCK UP ON SOME SUPPLIES, IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN." Winking, he eyes the condom shelves.
Then I see it on his face. It dawns on the fucker, and he takes a step back, smirking to himself. And once again, Edward freeze's. 'Fuck!'
I take his sweaty hand in mine, and he squeezes my fingers to the point where I think I'm losing circulation. I squeeze back gently, trying my best to soothe his nerves.
Emmett raises his eyes and stares. We follow his stare to the banner above our heads, indicating in big, bold letters what aisle we're in. "Condoms and lubes." 'Fuck...'
We make eye contact again, each of us looking like deer in headlights. But the fucker Emmett has a fucking big ass grin on his face like he knows it all.
"OH MY FUCK! YOU GUYS ARE HERE TO BUY CONDOMS AND LUBE RIGHT!? AM I RIGHT?"
"Fuck, Emmett! Shut the fuck up!" I growl quietly, looking around, hoping we didn't have a fucking audience.
"NO, YOU GOTTA TELL ME, BRO. AM I RIGHT? YOU FUCKERS ARE GOING TO DO THE NASTY!"
I feel Edward wobble a little. He's losing his fight to stay conscious. Putting my hand under his chin, raising his eyes to mine, I kiss him tenderly and smile. "It's OK, babe, we have nothing to be ashamed of! I love you." His eyes widen, and he smiles back, straightening his shoulders just a little to face Emmett.
"Emmett just shut the fuck up. You have everyone staring at us, and it's really none of your God damn business what we're here for. And anyhow, shouldn't I be asking you the same question? Why are you in the condom aisle? It is my sister your dating, right?" And now it's my turn to fucking smirk.
"I-I-I" now a little quieter than his usual booming blabber, which makes me smirk even more. "I... umm-mm... I... just wanted to be prepared. You understand, bro, right? Please tell me you understand." He's pleading!
Smiling at him, I place my other hand on his shoulder. The one Edward still has a grip on has no feeling now whatsoever. I squeeze his shoulder sternly before opening my mouth.
"Emmett, I understand fully, and am very relieved you're being safe. But believe me when I tell ya, you do anything to my sister before she even utters the words telling you that you can, I will hunt you down like the dog you are, rip out your throat and cut off your fucking balls, then feed them to the wolves. Do you understand?"
He smiles shyly, lowering his head, looking at the floor and nodding like one of those bobble head thingies on a car dashboard.
And once again, we all stand looking at each other timidly. Emmett grabs a pack of condoms, waving his goodbyes and leaves.
"LATER, BROS! GOOD LUCK!" he yells as we watch his back exit the aisle.
Turning Edward to me, I pull him close, and he relaxes into my embrace, looking up at me questioningly. I raise my eyebrow in return, and I wait. The boy has something to say.
"You love me, Jasper?"
I smile crookedly, biting my bottom lip.
Pulling him tighter, kissing his oh so luscious lips, I answer, not having to think long or hard. "Yes, Edward, I love you with all my heart!"
He sighs softly into my neck, pulling me close. "Love you too, Jasper, with all my heart!"
We both sigh contentedly! Just knowing is overwhelming, and we need to take a minute to digest, so we stand wrapped in each other's embrace.
Then it dawns on me. Emmett, the fucker that he is, was here two minutes, and left with condoms in hand. Edward and I have been here for what feels like two fucking hours, and we're still empty fucking handed. What the fuck? Where's the justice in that?
Standing straight, I pull Edward by the shoulders and face the God damn fucking shelves once more. I grab the lube and put it back into Edward's waiting hands as he smiles over at me.
Then I take a step back and give the row a once over, finally deciding to make a choice, grabbing a box of nondescript condoms from the shelf, making sure they have extra lube, cause you just never know, it might come in handy - every little bit helps, right? Always be prepared; that's my motto. Also making sure I grabbed the large - don't want to be a cocky fucker just now - I turn to Edward and smile.
We make our way to the front of the store. Edward's nervously eying everyone, scared that we might bump into someone else we know from school, or even worse, a fucking teacher. I try and reassure him, but it's not working. He's way beyond giddy right now, losing what's left of his mind.
I tighten my grip on his hand and move him closer to me. Smiling softly in his direction, he smiles back in return, but it's not reaching his forest greens. I lean over and whisper, "Babe, we have nothing to worry about. There is no shame here. Please understand."
"I understand, Jasper I do! I'm not ashamed. I just don't like the fact that people will know our business."
Thinking to myself, I smile cockily and turn to Edward. "Honey, if I promise you that this will be the last time we ever have to do this, will that make you feel better?"
He looks at me quizzically, but smiles giving me a slight nod. "Promise, Jasper?"
"I promise, babe. I promise." I pull him tighter.
As we get nearer to the register, Edward starts to grab shit, piling things into my hands - Tic-Tac's, gum, dental floss and a People magazine. I look at him weirdly, and he shrugs. Grinning at me, he says with a little amusement in his tone," Well, you never know. We might need those things too.
And we both crack up laughing as the lady behind the counter raises an oh so perfect eyebrow in our direction. She proceeds to ring us up, no questions asked.
Leaving the drug store hand in hand with my boy, purchases in the other, I make a note to self, Look into what it would take to acquire a postal box, and how the hell can I order condoms and lube online?
I put the purchases in the messenger bag, placing it over Edward's shoulder before kissing his forehead. Climbing onto my bike, Edward slips in behind me, and we drive off.
He holds me tighter, yelling from behind me, "So, this weekend, babe!?"
I take one hand off the bike and place it over his that is placed on my chest. I sigh heavily. Turning slightly, I yell, "Yes, Babe, this weekend."
Fuck me. I'm gonna fuck Edward!
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