Summary: I've written many stories about Edward and Jacob as a couple, but I've never written a first date, so here it is! Hope you enjoy, fellow (and future?) Jakeward fans.

A/N: Facing writer's block on my current WIP, my beta suggested writing something else instead and gave me this little plot bunny that I ran with.

First Date

It had been a few weeks since they started "seeing" each other. That was how Edward described it. Jacob was more blunt about it. To him, they were fucking.

It happened by chance one day in the woods. Jacob was patrolling, Edward was hunting, both were in an animalistic frame of mind. Jacob found Edward drinking a deer and found the sight oddly arousing. Edward heard his thoughts and was high on blood. Edward turned, Jacob phased, and, well, you know the rest. After that they met nearly every day for a clandestine fuck, made all the more exciting by the forbidden nature of their union. That is, until Alice found them.

She couldn't see Jacob in her visions, so she had no idea of what she was walking into when she smelled Edward and a wolf. She was worried he'd gotten into a scuffle with the enemy. It was indeed a scuffle, though not the sort she was expecting. She shrieked and covered her eyes, running away, muttering, "Nope, nope, nope, didn't see that. You didn't see anything, Alice. You didn't see your virginal, uptight brother getting reamed by his mortal enemy…no, no, no!"

Only that was exactly what she'd seen, and as she sat in the upper boughs of the tree she'd climbed, she couldn't UNsee it. The scene played over and over, and soon, Alice realized that Edward wasn't being hurt and wasn't trying to get away – at all. He was loving every minute of it. And if that was the case, well, Alice wasn't going to get in the way. She'd be awfully careful if she ever smelled them together in the woods again though.

Later that day, Edward returned home and immediately went for the shower. Edward always locked the door, but Alice knew the credit card trick. "Don't you dare, pixie!" he shouted, but she didn't listen, easily prying it open. He glared at her through the frosted glass of the shower door as she perched on the sink counter. She just smiled and thought, I've seen worse. Today even.

Edward rolled his eyes, but Alice knew if he could blush, he'd be a beet right now. "What do you want?" he hissed.

It's stupid you're hiding in the woods. Why won't you just come out with it?

"What would people say?" he said under his breath. "It's not exactly…conventional."

I am pretty sure people would be happy for you. Happy to see you happy finally.

"I don't think it's serious, Alice. I don't want everyone to know if nothing is going to come of it."

Then you need to find out. Take him on a date. See if you even like each other. Alice chuckled at that.

Edward seemed to think about it for a minute before nodding. "Okay. But it has to be cool – nothing fancy."

"We'll figure it out," she said with a smile.

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Jacob was skeptical about this 'outing' Edward wanted to take him on. He wouldn't tell him where or what they'd be doing. Jacob wasn't a huge fan of surprises, but Edward seemed to be excited about it, so Jacob had agreed. Now they were driving who knows where in Edward's shiny silver Volvo.

If he was honest, he was kind of nervous. He was pretty sure Edward considered this a date, although he was careful not to use that word. The question was, did Jacob want this to be a date? Did he want to move beyond just sex and get to know him…maybe even have a vampire boyfriend? What would his pack say? What would his dad say? Did Edward tell his family about him?

"No, I haven't said anything."

Shit. Jacob had forgotten Edward could hear everything he thought. He'd better be more careful.

"Alice figured it out though and insisted we go somewhere," Edward continued as though he hadn't heard Jacob's last thoughts. "She barged in while I was in the shower and practically demanded I take you out."

Your sister saw you in the shower?

"She's not really my sister."

Yeah, but still…

"Alice sees everyone's futures. Nudity doesn't matter to her. If you only knew what she's seen." He chuckled at some inside joke.

Whatever.

Edward smirked. It was cute. Then Edward smiled, which made him even cuter.

Jacob looked away, straight ahead at the open road.

"So where are we going?"

"That, my wolf, is a surprise, remember?"

A strange warmth crept into Jacob's heart at the endearment, but he shrugged it off.

"So, you taking me to some fancy dinner?"

"No."

"Ice cream?"

"No."

"Tavern?"

"No."

"Dive bar?

"No!" Edward chuckled. "Why are all your guesses food-related? I don't eat!"

But I do… Jacob's stomach rumbled in response.

Edward frowned. "I'm sorry, maybe we should get something to eat, but we might not make our reservation if we do."

"No, no." Jacob didn't want to upset Edward, far from it. After all, he was endlessly hungry; he could eat literally any time it was offered. He didn't expressly need to eat right now. Edward's shoulders relaxed as Jacob's thoughts raced.

"We can stop for a snack?" Edward offered.

"Okay."

He pulled into the next gas station and handed Jacob his credit card after swiping it at the pump, telling him to buy whatever he wanted. Jacob came back shortly with less than Edward expected him to. Jacob gave him back the card when they were both seated inside.

"Black card, huh?"

Edward grimaced a little. "Well, Carlisle has been a doctor for a long time."

"Right." Must be nice.

"Sorry."

"For what?"

"Unintentionally shoving my wealth in your face?"

"S'ok, it's just a lot to wrap my head around," Jacob responded, staring out the windshield again.

Edward hurried to turn the conversation. "So, you got any more guesses?"

Jacob smiled and started listing off activities. Mini Golf, Movie, Play, Nightclub, Escape Room, Batting cages, Amusement park. All of which Edward shot down.

"Geez, where the hell are you taking me?" Jacob glanced around at the wide expanse of trees interspersed with open land. Is he taking me somewhere remote so he can murder me?

Edward burst out laughing. Jacob listened closely to see if the laugh sounded maniacal. Edward snorted and laughed harder, shaking his head.

A light bulb went off in Jacob's mind and instead of murder, he pictured the two of them fucking in some idyllic little lagoon.

"Oh, that sounds nice, maybe after."

Finally, Edward took the exit off the interstate. The town was pretty sparse until they turned a corner and Edward parked in the lot of a large boxy building. He turned off the car and Jacob could hear bass coming from inside. "It IS a nightclub!"

"Nope."

Edward held the door open for Jacob. There was a greeter at a podium just inside. "Reservation for Cullen," Edward said to the host.

"Right this way."

They followed her through the inner door. When she'd opened the door, music had poured out of it, classic rock. Inside was a bar with billiard tables and lots of people boozing and shooting pool. Okay, so a bar…not too divey, but not fancy either. "You trying to get me drunk?" Good luck. "Or do you want me to beat your ass at pool?" Jacob joked.

Edward smiled. "Maybe next time."

The hostess led them toward the back of the room and around a corner. There was a hallway; the right side was just a wall, but the left side had a row of eight lanes. Each lane was separated by walls, kind of like a gun range. A large target hung at the end of each lane.

"You have lanes 6, 7, and 8. Can I get you boys anything?"

"I'll have a Coke," Jacob answered.

"Just water for me."

"Okay, I'll be right back with that."

Edward led the way into lane 7. Why had he reserved three lanes?

"To ensure no one was in the lanes next to us." Jacob stared dumbly. Edward rolled his eyes. "To give us some privacy."

"Oooh." Black card. "Nice! But…what are we doing? Archery?"

Edward grinned widely, his yellow eyes flashing. "Axe throwing."

Jacob gasped in delight. "Motherfucking axe throwing?! Seriously?" Edward nodded vigorously. "Kick ass!" Jacob whooped, punching the air, making Edward laugh.

The hostess returned with their drinks and unlocked the axe case, running through all the safety rules with them. When she'd gone, Edward motioned to the axes. "Wolves first."

Jacob picked up a medium-sized one and tested its weight in the palm of his hand. It wasn't heavy, but he had to account for that. He drew his arm back, aimed, and launched. The axe hit the target near the center, but no bullseye.

"Aww, next time," Edward consoled, then he grabbed an axe of his own. He barely aimed it, just lobbed the thing at the target, getting a dead-on bullseye.

"Goddamn it."

Edward shrugged. "There have to be some things worth a damn about being a vampire. Accuracy is one of them, apparently."

Well, I'll show you. I can get a bullseye too.

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They threw axes for a few hours. The bar had pub food, so Jacob was able to eat. True to his word, Jacob did get a few bullseyes. And Edward handicapped himself, closing his eyes before throwing his axe. He still got the bullseye almost every time.

But Jacob wasn't mad about it. He was happy as they walked back toward the car. He loved watching his boyfriend's agile bod throwing dangerous weapons with ease. He didn't begrudge Edward his wins.

"Am I?"

"Are you what?"

"Your… boyfriend?"

Jacob stopped and considered Edward. He looked kind of hopeful, and sweet, and adorable. "Yeah, my boyfriend. You good with that?"

Edward stepped close to him. "I'm good with it, yeah."

Edward was only a hair's breadth away from him now, and Jacob leaned in those few centimeters, closing the gap with his lips. Edward melted into his arms and they got a little carried away, if the whoops from the bar were any indication. Breaking apart, Edward shot Jacob his cute half smile. Jacob looked back and waved at the patrons before they got back into the Volvo and headed back home… after they made a stop at the lagoon, of course.