Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight.
Author's note: M rating at the start. You have been warned. (I'm trying very, very hard to walk the fine line of showing a couple with a healthy sex life and not going overboard or, conversely, not showing enough. Aside from the frequency of the acts, I hope the language I use is neither too hardcore nor too flowery...you know, the kind that makes you ask yourself "wait, what just happened?")
Somewhere above her, Bella thought she heard Rosalie release a drawn out sigh...but she was kind of busy at the moment and a little too distracted to notice or care about anything other than what she was doing to her girlfriend.
In the midst of her pleasure, Rosalie forgot her rules and reached for Bella's head to pull her closer before suddenly remembering and instead wrapped them behind her own pillow. God damn, it was so hard to keep from touching her human...to keep from pulling and pushing and twisting against her. But Rosalie knew herself well enough to know that any such display of passion would end horribly for Bella. Even by vampire standards Rosalie had always been a bit...rough. There was really no point wishing for all the things she wanted to do but couldn't with a human Bella. She should just clear her mind and enjoy-
"Oh, fuck! Oh, god..."
Bella grinned from between Rosalie's legs. On a whim she had decided to try something new. Her grin didn't last long since she needed her tongue back inside Rosalie.
In the meantime Rosalie had already ripped the pillow behind her in half. She balled her fists together and tried to keep from connecting them to anything else that could break. In the end she settled for wrapping them around her own head and concentrated on keeping the movements of her body at a level Bella could handle. No easy task what with what Bella was doing to her.
At last Bella felt the now familiar signs of Rosalie's imminent climax and doubled her efforts. When Rosalie moans tripled and her body tensed up, Bella held onto her thighs even tighter and pushed her tongue in as far as it could go.
"You're getting much too good at this..." Rosalie whispered, still riding the calm afterglow.
"And who's fault is that?" Bella teased as she found herself wrapped in the other girl's arms.
Rosalie sent a playful slap her way. "You can be pretty demanding too."
Yes, she certainly could, Bella thought, blushing. Though not quite at Rosalie's levels, Bella had been surprised and embarrassed to find herself hungry for her girlfriend's touch more...well, more than she was for anything else. It wasn't always sexual though. At the end of the day, or during a lull while training with Carlisle, Bella felt at her most calm when she got to hold Rosalie in her arms or when she rested her head on her lap. It was like she was making up for the seven years during which she had rarely touched another living soul.
As if reading her thoughts, Rosalie started gently caressing and kissing her.
"I wish we could stay here all day," Bella sighed, frowning. The real world had crept up so slowly...but it was here now and she had to face it. They had to be in school in a couple of hours.
"Won't things be easier now that you can control it?"
Bella said nothing. Yes, of course things would be infinitely easier now that the likelihood of killing all her classmates had dwindled to zero. But that wasn't what had Bella dreading the day. She was good, too good at masking her emotions when she wanted to. The truth was, people still freaked her out. The Cullens were quite literally the only exceptions in a long list of failed social interactions. Seven years was a long time...and her experience with people before that would have anyone opting to be a hermit rather than face that world.
Would the long summer months be enough for Jessica and Lauren, and everyone else to forget to hate her? When her friends had to stay away on sunny days, would she ever find a reason to smile while imprisoned in that building?
Not wanting to unload all these fears and general anxiety onto Rosalie, Bella simply smiled wearily.
Knock, Knock.
Bella froze. Shit, what was Charlie doing here on a weekday?
"Uh," Bella sat up and looked at the door downstairs.
Knock, Knock.
"Are you gonna get that?" Rosalie asked with a smile.
Bella shoved her lightly. "Thanks for warning me! Shit, uh," she stumbled, looking at Rosalie's naked body, "can you please hide?"
Rosalie rolled her eyes but complied. "I can't believe I'm doing this," she muttered.
Bella hurriedly slipped on a pair of shorts and a shirt and, after she made sure Rosalie couldn't be seen, opened the door.
Charlie stood five feet from the door, hands behind him and back as straight as an arrow. He looked about as comfortable as a cat with a hairball.
"Good morning," he said.
"Morning," Bella replied. Easy now, she thought to herself.
"Um, you know you have school today, right?" He asked.
Bella's eyebrows shot up her forehead. Was he really here to remind her to go to school? What, like she was going to forget?
"Yes," she answered slowly.
"Right," he said. "Uh, well, here." He handed her a new bag pack. "I noticed your old one was getting pretty ratty. There's things in there you can use too."
Bella took the bag carefully and peered inside. Notebooks, binder, and a spiffy graphing calculator. She gulped...those things were expensive.
"Lady in the store said juniors need those so..."
"Thanks," she said.
He nodded. Then, as if he suddenly remembered he looked up and asked, "Did you enjoy yourself on that trip?"
Before she could answer, Rosalie's voice drifted from above and into her ears: "She certainly enjoyed me fucking her brains out."
Bella struggled not to react. "Um, yea. Yes, I did."
"Good, good. See anything interesting?" He asked.
"Like her girlfriend's naked ass? You bet!" Rosalie whispered.
"Uh huh," Bella said. "Lots of mountains. It was neat."
"Good, good. Uh, you know if you want...well, if you want to you can invite any of them to come here. You can use the house...if you want to that is," he said, looking down.
Bella tried, she really tried to think of something to say before Rosalie opened her mouth. But she was too late.
"Already came today, but thanks for the offer," Rosalie whispered. "I'm sure I'll come again later though."
Beet red, Bella composed herself and looked down at the floor.
"Th-thanks. I'll keep that in mind."
"Right, well. Have a-have a good day at school."
Bella shut the door and turned around to find Rosalie lounged on her couch with a most wicked grin on her face.
"I'm gonna kill you," Bella growled before lunging at her.
Emmett chuckled at the terrified boy's expense. He had to admit, his favorite part about the endless redo's of high school was watching hapless boys gawking and trying to talk to his wife. Usually one glare from her was enough to have them nearly pee their pants. In this case it was a freshman...cocky little kid who was probably used to dating whomever he wanted. You couldn't blame them for staring, really. But the kid should've taken her killer glare to heart. Trying to talk to Rosalie when she wore that face...really not the best move to preserve one's health.
"I almost feel sorry for them," Bella giggled from her seat next to him. They were in Emmett's jeep waiting for the first warning bell to ring. Rosalie lost the draw and had gone inside the main office to retrieve all their schedules.
"You should've seen her 50 years ago," Emmett reminisced. "I had to act the rowdy kid so people wouldn't hear her growl all day long."
"She is something..." Bella smiled, before quickly glancing at him. But she needn't worry-Emmett's eyes showed only affection.
"You don't have to be so careful around me, Bells," he said, watching her blush. "I was fully aware what I'd be getting myself into, and I'm still cool with it. Are you forgetting that I'm the one who practically shoved the two of you together?"
Bella sighed sheepishly. "How can I forget, Em?" She snuggled a little closer next to him. "What do you say when...when people tell you you're wrong?"
Emmett narrowed his eyes. "By people you mean Edward? No, you don't have to answer that," he sighed. "I tell...them...that Rosalie's the love of my life...and she's the love of yours. Bella, it's a miracle that she let you in. In all the years we've been together, she hasn't done that for anyone. Even the family...they only see what Rose lets them." He smiled, "I still don't know how the hell I managed to break through. But I did somehow, and so did you. So Edward can suck it. You make Rosalie happy and for that you have my blessing and my love." He quieted for a moment before saying, "You also kick my ass at Halo, so you have my respect too."
Bella smiled warmly and hugged him as best she could in the car. "I love you, you know that?"
He grinned. "Aww, don't make me blush!"
She shook her head and smiled, but Emmett soon noticed the faraway look in her eyes again.
"I think if I could find a way," she started quietly, "I'd go back and kill Royce myself."
Emmett's grin abruptly left his face, and he had to let go of the steering wheel for fear of crushing it. 80 years later and he still could barely control his anger, or manage the sadness that accompanied it when he thought of what his Rose had gone through on her last human night.
"That's the first thing I wanted to do too," he whispered. "I swear I would have if she hadn't already gotten them."
Neither could say anything else. For both of them, the pain of what their lover had endured could not be channelled through words. They felt so helpless. Time may heal all wounds but Emmett knew better than anyone that Rosalie was not healed. He looked at the girl beside him and saw how she too looked like she wanted to cry and simultaneously hit something. Rosalie may not be over what happened to her, he thought, but Bella was helping her accept who-and what-she was. Without a doubt, Rosalie in the last few months was the happiest he'd ever seen her. Part of that had to do with Bella. But part of it also, he knew, had to do with her finally beginning to come to terms with her frozen state. Finding Bella, falling in love with her...maybe they weren't as frozen as they thought?
Soon enough, Rosalie was walking out of the office and back to the car. And just like that, the sight of her had Emmett and Bella smiling again.
Author's note: Another short one, but surely I get some brownie points for updating in 3 days? :) Please let me know what you think. Every review I get makes my day a little brighter. I most definitely appreciate constructive criticism, and I must say it's fun to read what you think will happen. I cheer a little when someone guesses close...and I cheer a lot when nobody figures out where I'm going! Love you!