AN: A little story and some light lemon for y'all until the next update. I can't help it. The plot spoke to me while I was... writing. Yeah... writing.
Rated M: the language is foul and the sexual themes are delicious... adults only
Disclaimer: Stephanie owns these characters and settings and apparently Forks, WA. I only own the swear words... I wouldn't have it any other way. ;)
Chapter 7
JPOV
I can feel you
Bella is pushing every single one of my goddamned buttons today. How everyone in the house doesn't know she's seducing me is fucking astounding. She manages to put on this innocent little persona, and everyone just believes it.
She struts around the house making more and more of an effort to be physically affectionate with everyone. Her emotions are flashing determination and focus while her face is showing affection and amusement. She's strategically moving around towards some goal she hasn't verbalized but I suspect it has something to do with our fleeting rendezvous. Scheduling has been difficult since Edward announced their engagement to the family. Which she accepted, much to my disbelief. I'm not fucking jealous. I don't get jealous.
Still… I've had my tongue and fingers buried inside her several times… she could have at least told me first. Fuck's sake! I know, I'm married too, but I haven't touched Alice since… oh, it's been a while.
She's being hogged by the over eager Cullen coven. It's becoming exponentially more appealing an idea to kidnap her and run off to Peter and Charlotte, but because of Edward's theatrical breakdown I have to worry about the Volturri checking in and shit.
I'm unclear on the rules about this, but I have a feeling Aro would not be pleased to see his friend Carlisle slighted by a coven member stealing his pride progeny's one true love… as if he could ever love her like I do. Love. Obviously this is love. I would wreak havoc on the earth to get to her. I'm entirely possessed by her. I would give her anything she desires. If that so happens to be me… I would happily make that sacrifice to provide for her needs.
Meanwhile Edward is only worried about protecting her virtue. Emmet is looking for any opportunity to defend his newest little sister. Rosalie is campaigning for her human future, which is no longer an option. Alice is insisting Bella needs to try to step out of her comfort zone and take risks. She probably doesn't mean to say, 'Please, Bella, allow my husband to defile you secretly while there rest of us are none the wiser.' But I know what Bella is hearing. The parental figures are doting and caring and wishing for their sweet innocent daughter to join us in immortality as their first son's mate.
I know Bella is having too much fun being a human right now to bug Eddie about it so he's unusually relaxed. She's no longer throwing herself at him. She's throwing herself at me. It's utter bliss. The family is so proud of how far I've come in my control. They see how I've conquered the urge to drain Edward's pet and now have forged a close friendship with the fragile human family member.
Bella is establishing a physical element to our friendship in public spaces which is creating new and exciting challenges in hiding my erections from the Cullen collective. She's constantly smelling of arousal, but everyone thinks Edward is still teasing the shit out of her and no one is suspicious of her bouncing into my lap to read. No one's asking me about it as I feign amused laughter at her cuddly antics.
She wants my cock. She wants to fucking torture me with her body in front of everyone. She wants to wave a big red flag in front of me and open wide for the horns. She wants to play with fire in a dry brush forest and throw the extinguisher far into the trees for me to fetch while she laughs. She's a little exhibitionist and I can tell she's excited by the danger of it all. I want nothing more than to give her what she wants. I want to please her. I want to excite her. I want to drown her in my cum and tear her apart and mix up her insides and just make a total mess out of her. I wanna see her a beautiful writhing panting sweating mess beneath me. Only then will I be satisfied. I can only hope.
This obsession is killing me and thrilling me in equal measure, and I don't know what I'll do if I ever get bored of it. I was so bored before, but now I feel a fire inside. The spark that ignited it so far past that I've twisted it into this unhealthy territorial beast completely devoted to Bella. How to have Bella. How to please Bella. How to get Bella impaled on my cock and screaming my name. You know… romantic shit or whatever.
I think about calling Peter for back-up 'cause I know eventually things are gonna go south. I can always use him in a pinch, we're from the south, we can handle south. He's gonna want to share my human though. He wouldn't understand what I'm going through. She owns me.
I'm sitting here with Bella in my lap, in my study with a blanket over us as she reads leaning against my chest and grinds her ass into my erection. This is her game. If I move she leaves. I can't react with sound or increased movement. No. Just this torturous slow muffled grind against me. I know what she wants. She wants me to lift her skirt. She wants me to unzip my jeans. She wants me to covertly slip my cock into her while she reads more trashy romance novels and gets herself off on me. She wants to fuck herself on my cock. But people are home. Edward is in his music room. Alice is in her studio. No one is watching Bella but me. The room is saturated in her arousal and the door is closed and I contemplate just giving in to her. I pull her hair to the side and place my lips at her ear to whisper, "Pretty Bella… this is very risky. Are you sure this is what you want?"
She sighs and leans her head back, burying her face in my neck and licks my pulse point. So that's a yes. She's giving me the green light to take her virgin pussy like this. In a house full of vampires. She'll bleed. It's too risky. I lick slowly up the shell of her ear, "Baby girl, I can't give you my cock right now, but if you want I can give you my fingers. Would you like me to slide my fingers into your beautiful pussy Bella?" With a shimmy of her hips, I take that as a 'yes' and snake my hand up her inner thigh and feel the wetness seeping down her legs and through her panties. "Oh darlin' I had no idea you were so worked up. That must be so excruciatingly uncomfortable. Let me help you."
Her eyebrows pinched together in 'concentration' and she rocked her hips toward my inching digits. My hands are under the blanket, under her skirt, I've pulled her soft, soaked cotton panties to the side and I'm lazily stroking her folds and humming in her ear. She's flushed and breathing heavy but not making a sound as I slip my middle finger inside her and press the pad of my thumb to her clit.
She sighs softly at finally having the illusion of fullness that she starts kissing my throat in earnest. Hot, wet languid kisses on my throat. I can feel her taste buds scrubbing at my scars and my eyes roll back.
I add my ring finger to her drenched sex and relish in the feel of her hot, tight, silky insides. I imagine them squeezing and milking my cock the way she wants to. My left hand is wrapped around her front and pressing her against me by her soft stomach. So fucking warm and squishy. So fucking sexy.
She drops the book and grabs the hand I have against her stomach. Her eyes lock with mine as she pulls my ring finger into her mouth. Her tongue flicks along my wedding band and her teeth scrape as she drags it off my finger and spits it back out onto the couch. She places my hand back on her soft warm belly. I know what she's saying. I know what she's telling me. She's saying I belong to her. She's saying there's no going back now. She's telling me to stop fucking toying with her and make her cum or she's gonna blow this secret wide open.
Something in Bella has snapped. She's inviting danger and chaos and the thrill of being caught. I think she wants to be caught. I add a third finger to her insides and the soft sound of suction in her wetness is driving me to insanity. I lick her neck. I nip at her shoulder and I kiss at the spot behind her ear that she likes. She knows what I'm saying. She knows what I'm telling her. I'm saying I belong to you. I'm saying I'll never leave you. I'm saying that I live to make you cum anywhere and everywhere you wish it, precious girl.
I see her nipples bead behind her tank top. Her thin lace bra does nothing to hide those dark pink buttons. Her mouth is hanging open and her cheeks are flush and I'm sure I've found the rhythm that's about to have her riding out an orgasm in my hand and gushing all over my fingers.
I circle the bundle of nerves with the pad of my thumb. I curve and hook my fingers back to hit her g-spot. My whole body assists to rock her silently as she bites down onto her lower lip to suppress several soft moans and crosses the finish line in my lap.
"Cum for me, darlin'. I want to feel you all over me. I want you to soak me in you. Show me how your pussy will milk my cock. C'mon baby girl, let me see your pretty face shatter."
Bella's eyes roll back as her walls clamp down on my plunging fingers and she silently screams into the room. So fucking gorgeous. My hands are drenched in her and when she's finished riding my knuckles I slip them out and bring them to her face for her to see how wet she was.
Bella licks my fingers and palm clean of her climax and hums happily while she does it. She's sucking on my fingers like a lollipop and bringing her book back in front of her to continue reading. This moment is perfect. This moment is bliss. This little human girl owns me. This little human girl owns the god of war. I happily wear my collar and I have no problem obediently consuming whatever table scraps she drops for me.
"Jasper, I need to speak with you." Edward announces as he returns from laying Bella down on his bed to sleep. That's all that bed gets used for.
"How may I assist you, Edward?" I respond overly formal way to ensure he gets to the fucking point.
"I'm thinking of finally taking your advice and I was hoping for some pointers." He confessed and I'm confused.
"And what advice would that be, Edward?"
"I'm going to attempt to make love to Bella. I know you have some experience with women, human women in particular, and I was wondering if there was maybe any tips or pointers you could give me."
I school my features because I'm seething and I want to kill him. I want to tear him apart and light the pieces on fire while I make his head watch. That's my fucking cherry to pop! This is an egregious offense. I say none of this, instead I respond,
"So you're finally ready? You don't want to work your way up to it first with foreplay? I mean, she's a virgin as well as you. You should get used to each other being nude first. Get comfortable in your own skin. Maybe just kiss while nude. Or fondle while clothed."
His face is twisting in discomfort when he responds,
"I'm not a half-hour gentleman trying pervert my innocent girlfriend. She's not some floozy, and morals are important to us. I want to give her what she asked for. I want to make love to her. I know it's not a stereotypically modern concept, but I believe I can do this if I hold my breath and feed well before-hand."
I scrub my face with my hands. He's such a fool.
"I gave you the best advice I could. Work your way up. Don't jump into the deep end. I doubt Bella would be pleased to have you holding your breath and sloshy while you perform for her uncomfortably because you don't know how to be naked around each other first. But you're just gonna do whatever you want so I'm not sure why I bother."
"Thanks Jasper. You always know just what to say." He is obviously not listening to me.
The second I hear the door click behind him I start to feel somewhat panicky. Did I wait too long? Would she really bless Edward with the gift of her first time? I didn't exactly turn her down last time, but I didn't put out. I was trying to savor her. I don't want to move too fast, but would she? They are engaged. Fuck!
I grab my phone and slip from the window of the house sprinting my way into the woods where I can gain some privacy. I pull out my phone and dial the one guy who can make this better. Peter.
"Hello?"
"Peter, fuck, I need you!" Way to go Jasper now he's gonna…
"Jasper, I'm married, but I can talk to Char if you really…"
"I feel like you purposefully misinterpreted that. I need your help, Pete. I've gotten myself in a bit of a… situation. …and the mind reader needs some distracting so that I can finish up a mission."
"What kind of mission and what kind of distraction do you need?" He's curious. I didn't wanna have to do this. There's always a price with Peter.
"I… uhh… fuck… okay I'm just gonna lay it out there. I've been trying to usurp Edward's human and he's about to do something that would interfere with the mission. He's shown a mild curiosity in homosexuality recently and I was wondering if maybe you could… entice him… make him uncomfortable or distract him while I finish up."
"What's the goal of the mission, Major? Are we taking on a newborn?" Peter's intrigue is making me fucking nervous.
"If that's what she wants I'll give it to her, otherwise the Volturri will come to kill her and the family. She deserves a shot… Hell, she wants to be a goddamn vampire." I sighed… "The goal is I have to fuck that human… You have no idea how badly I have to. I'm obsessed with her and Peter she's beyond fucking hot."
"You? …In love with a human?" I can hear Peter packing a backpack and air whipping around him. He's already on the way.
"No." Yes. We already decided it was love. I'd kill Peter if she asked me to. If that was what was standing between me and that delicious body, he'd be in pieces and on fire without hesitation. She probably doesn't want me to kill Peter though.
"I'll be there in about an hour. I was in Portland."
"Where's Charlotte?"
"Ah… she's with one of her boyfriends right now. We're on a break. Nothing bad, just something we do occasionally to spice things up." I knew they weren't monogamous, but I had no idea they separated on occasion.
"Isn't it physically painful for mates to be apart, Peter?"
"We're not mates, Jasper. I love her and we work well together, but not mates. She's my beautiful wife." I can hear Peter's smile as he asks, "What about that little fairy? Does she know about your plans to usurp the human for sex?"
I swallow hard.
"No… and you can't tell her. I've been shooting her up with lust every time she talks to the human's dad, and she's developed a very sizable crush. I needed her to stop attempting to seduce me and she had already expressed a liking of the man's facial hair and eyes."
Peter is laughing loudly into the phone set.
"How old is the guy? Fuck… Does he have a crush back? How old does he think she is?"
"Fuck…"
"Not the best human to pick, J. How is that going?"
"She's asked me to grow a mustache a few times now. She's been gifting him beauty and hair products. I also suspect she's using her time with Bella to do research on Charlie."
"This whole situation is hilarious! I'll see you soon, Jasper."
This is likely a very large under-thought-out mistake. Was I rash? Perhaps. Am I desperate? Yes. That pussy is mine. Edward has just tried to take what's mine and I never go into battle without my second in command. This little bitch doesn't even realize he declared war with me. He's about to see what happens when someone fucks with what's mine. I'm about to wreck his shit up.
BPOV
PART 2
GIRL WITH OPTIONS
Jasper's little playtime adventures are driving me up the wall. How many green lights do I have to give before he puts his damn foot on the gas. Don't get me wrong, I'm not upset with the rapid-fire orgasms he just hands out for free; I'm just frustrated that I still have yet to enjoy that delicious cock of his. Well. In the other way. The way that counts.
I've been trying to make him jealous by touching everyone. This partly works in my favor, because the more physical I am with everyone else, the less people suspect me when I slide onto Jasper's lap. He chuckles and whines, but I know how he really feels… hard. He feels hard.
I know he's just itching to slip inside me, but instead, he waits. Why? Am I supposed to ask for it? I'm not gonna fucking beg if that's what he's getting at. He's out of his damn mind if he thinks I'm gonna play vampire's plaything, part two. Been there, done that, came home with a death threat from the Volturri that's making me slightly impatient to cross items off that sweet, sweet bucket list.
Edward has been acting weird as fuck. He keeps mumbling about not understanding. He keeps sneaking peeks at the guys when they're sparring or shirtless or… fuck. That explains quite a bit.
"Edward?" I sigh.
"Yes, love?"
"Are you happy with me?" I ask trying to ease into this.
He furrows his brow and cocks his head to the side, "Of course I am, why would you ask that?"
"It's just… you don't seem to be all that physically demonstrative with me. I sometimes wonder if you would maybe, and it's fine if you do, prefer someone other than me."
"I've never wanted a woman the way I want you, Bella. There is no one that can compare."
"…What about men?" I ask hesitantly.
He balks as the word 'man' escapes my lips, "Bella… I… that's a sin. I would never. I like women."
"Woman, Edward, you said it yourself. I don't doubt your love for me, but sometimes I doubt your desire for me. We've never gotten past kissing, Edward. I don't even know what you look like naked."
Edward groans, "While I could never see myself loving a man, I won't lie that the male form doesn't have its appeals but trust me when I say I desire you. I do. I'm just a bit of a coward. I don't want to hurt you. You're so precious to me, I wouldn't be able to go on without you…"
I stop him. "Don't you dare go to the Volturri again, Edward, or I'll kill you myself. Next time you wanna get dramatic on your family, make sure you see my dead body first. No more half cocked Romeo and Juliette ideas."
"Okay, Okay! Bella, I want to be ready to make love with you. I promise I will make a more concerted effort to advance our physical relationship."
"I just want you to be happy, Edward. I don't care if it's not with me. I'm not asking you to fuck me." He makes a face at my 'colorful' language before I continue, "I love you, Edward. Please try to be honest with me… and yourself."
He frowns at me and wanders off and I climb the stairs toward Jasper's study and settle into the couch with a romance novel in hand. I spot Jasper sneaking onto the couch next to me staring into the middle distance. He doesn't even have a book. He's not talking. He's not very subtle about what he wants when I see the outline of his bulge pressing against their denim prison. Now that is desire.
I climb into Jasper's lap and drag a blanket over our laps. His hands circle my waist and I can feel him taking in deep lungfuls of my scent. His face is buried in my hair and his nose and lips are skimming my neck. Oh fuck, I want him. My pussy is clenching and soaking through my lacy panties.
I start grinding against him but as soon as he grinds back, I stop. When he settles back down, I start again and when he responds in kind with his hips, I stop. He growls frustratedly. He's picked up on my game. It's absolutely intoxicating to have such power over the big bad Major. I lean my head back against his shoulder and grind deeper into his lap. He's staying absolutely stock still with what appears to be maximum effort… if his strained facial expressions are anything to go by.
His breath is flooding the air around me, making me feel swoony and lightheaded. My body's reaction to him never ceases to amaze me. I lick my lips and leave them slightly parted while I try to keep my panting on the silent end of the spectrum. My sexy cowboy drags his fingers across my collarbone and pulls my hair away from my neck, leaning very close to my ear. I feel his lips breathe against the shell, "Pretty Bella… this is very risky. Are you sure this is what you want?"
I sigh and lean into his neck running my lips along the smattering of scarred divots and licking his pulse point. C'mon cowboy, take a walk on the wild side with me. I wanna feel you slip inside. I want that big cock inside my pussy, STAT.
He drags his tongue slowly up to my ear, nipping at the lobe, "Baby girl, I can't give you my cock right now, but if you want I can give you my fingers. Would you like me to slide my fingers into your beautiful pussy Bella?" He sneaks his hand up my upper inner thigh and I know he can feel how soaked he's made me. I want him so bad I think I may burst if he doesn't follow through. I re-moisten my lips and shimmy my hips to quell any possible doubts of my readiness, "Oh darlin' I had no idea you were so worked up. That must be so excruciatingly uncomfortable. Let me help you."
Yeah, you better. Green means go, dude. go…Go…GO! I try to inch my center forward closer to the tips of those skilled fingers. Please… fuck… I need them. No one's here, Jasper, fucking touch me! I feel his hand climb further and further up my inner thigh. I feel his cool thumb hook my panties to the side as his fingers settle partially under the cotton panties. He's lets out a satisfied humming sigh in my ear as he caresses my moist, aching sex. It feels nice and all, but I'm well past the warming-up stage. And yeah, it may be my own damn fault for putting myself there. But damn, it's Jasper. I can feel his glorious shaft just under my ass, pressing into me through his jeans. Just a couple layers of fabric and I could be feeling it raw. A shudder rips through me at the idea of his steel buried deep within me.
I know I'm flushed and breathing heavy. I'm trying desperately to not make a sound as he slides his middle finger inside me and presses the pad of his thumb to my pulsing clit. I can't help but gasp and moan softly at the intrusion. Nestled all comfy cozy inside me are my favorite cowboy's fingers. They're my hostages. I'm keeping them. My lips move of their own will as I start tonguing and sucking at Jaspers neck. He tastes so tucking good. Like a man. Musky, spicy, warm, sexy, masculine, man. Fuuuck it's so hot.
I look up over my shoulder and discover Jasper's mouth is hanging open as he adds another one of those talented fingers inside me. His left hand is gripping my waist tightly but not crushing me. He groans lightly when I slide my hand over his and I almost growl out loud when I feel his fucking ring. I drop the book I'm holding and grab his hand from my stomach, locking eyes with him as I push his ring finger into my mouth. I tongue at the ring, lock my teeth around it and scrape my way down his finger, taking the ring with me. I spit the nasty metal onto the couch and settle his hand back where I liked it.
I don't want to think about her. I want you. Don't make me wait much longer. I'm not a patient person. I don't care if the whole fucking world knows what's happening in here.
His tongue meets my neck and he nips at my shoulder and he even kisses that fucking spot behind my ear that makes me shiver and pant. His fingers show me he cares as they plunge into me again and again and I know he understands me. He's asking me to trust him. He's asking me to wait. He's making silent promises that weigh a hell of a lot more than the spoken ones from my fiancé.
My nipples are stiff and sensitive against their lace enclosure. I feel like a panting dog with my mouth hanging open, drooling as Jasper finds the rhythm that's just right and hits all my favorite buttons. I'm close. He knows I'm close. I trust he knows, he's done this before. I bite my lip to attempt to silent the soft moan that somehow still escapes my mouth. His thumb is circling my clit, his fingers are hooking toward my g-spot, his whole body is rocking me back and forth silently as he whispers: "Cum for me, darlin'. I want to feel you all over me. I want you to soak me in you. Show me how your pussy will milk my cock. C'mon baby girl, let me see your pretty face shatter."
My eyes roll back as my walls clamp down on his plunging fingers and I silently scream into the room. A sudden rush of wetness coats his hand and when I finish riding out the high he brings it to me to inspect.
The urge to lick my essence from his fingers and palm clean of my own climax hits me, so I do, all the while humming happily to let Jasper know I'm grateful. I pick my book back up to continue reading. This moment is perfect. This moment is bliss. I could spend ages wrapped in his arms and perched on his lap and god I just want a quiet corner of the world for us to fuck in peace.
I'm laying in my bed thinking about the vampires I spend all my time with and I have to wonder what the fuck I'm doing with my life that the only interesting thing about me is them.
I call Jacob and am about to invite him over when Jasper's wife appears in my rocking chair with a reproachful look.
"Bella, you know how Edward feels about the wolves."
"Aw shucks, you caught me, Alice. Are you gonna go tattle on me like always? Well, guess what? I don't care. I'm gonna go kick it with the wolves…. Besides…" I flash her a naughty grin, "I might even be able to convince one of them to let me ride them like a pony… or was it cowgirl."
"Bella, don't be gross." She wrinkles her nose at me. "Edward just wants to make sure you're safe. The wolves are unpredictable and because I can't see them it makes it doubly dangerous."
"How about this, Alice? …I'll cut you a deal…" her ears perk up when she hears this, "You look the other way and I won't tell the family you're actively trying to fuck my dad. Deal?" Her face freezes in shock.
"Bella, I wouldn't…"
"Ah-ah-ahh… I don't need the details, Alice. I know what's up. You've been crushing hard since Phoenix, and I don't blame you for it. You do you, girl. I just… I wanna hang out with my friends and do some teenage stuff before I can't drink or do drugs or die. I mean I'm pretty excited about the life I'm choosing to have, but I do still have a bucket list that's being neglected because of Edward's constant surveillance. Let me have this, bestie? Please?" I do my best puppy dog imitation and she sighs in defeat. I fucking WON! I beat Alice in an argument! They oughta hand out awards for this shit. I'd like to thank the academy… and Charlie, without him, I wouldn't have free reign to ride that cowboy all the way to the finish line. If he'll ever let me, that is. It's still kinda gross, but thanks… dad.
"Just… don't get into trouble. Edward will try to kill me if he finds out I let you go."
"Thank you so much, Alice…" I pause and briefly consider dropping the subject of her and my dad, but decide against it. "Oh and Alice?"
"Yeah?"
"We're gonna circle back to that whole 'you wanna fuck my dad' thing later. Love ya, girlie."
I dash out to my truck at top speed, which is slow and a little clumsy still, and race over to the reservation. The second I pull up, 'tall, dark, and also obsessed with me' eagerly bounds out of the attached garage to greet me at my car door.
"Jeez, can't a girl open her own door anymore?"
"Sorry, Bells." He laughs, pulling me into one of his massive bear hugs. Fuck I always forget how hot they are. Literally. I'm sweating in all these layers. "So what brings you by the res? Lemme guess. You finally came to your senses and realized you wanted me so bad you couldn't wait anymore."
I cringe.
"Gross dude." Then I smirk and add, "Now if Paul were here…" I say, and Jacob recoils in mock horror.
"Paul, Bella? Really? Paul. That's who you'd pick?"
"Sure… he's got that fiery temper. Gets me hot and bothered." I jest.
He's circling me, inspecting me for signs of weakness. "Woah! Who are you and what have you done with my Bella? I don't see a flush of crimson anywhere on you. Are you sure you're not some body swapper?"
I laugh, "You read too many comics, Jake."
"So, I'm not getting any?" Jacobs feigning disappointment. Wow, he's a one-man theatre today.
I snort, "Never, but let Paul know I said 'hi' will you?" I waggle my eyebrows at him. A silence stretches between us briefly and I shrug, "I just wanted to hang out with my friends. It's fun hanging out with vampires and all, but I wanted to have unchaperoned fun tonight… you game?"
"You had me at 'Gross, dude.'" He chuckled and pulls me over toward the beach. I see a few of the wolves and some other reservation locals. It's a real teen party. My heart fills with glee as I dash over to the drinks and get to mingling.
I'm, for sure, still drunk from last night… and drunk Bella is a handsy Bella as some of the wolves found out late last night. Jake definitely did not appreciate me putting on a -likely uncoordinated- dance concert for the boys on my tailgate. Sacrifices needed to be made for the party. My booty was that sacrifice.
Booty… booty… bootycall…
I grab my cell and the headset and kick my pants off under my covers. I need some self love and a southern accent.
My slightly more adept fingers get to work on my ladybits as my left hand tries to coordinate dialing Jasper.
Suddenly my phone rings… Edward.
Ok Bella, be normal.
"Hey Edward!" Did I just use my stupid breathy aroused voice? I usually save that for Jasper… Oh but I don't wanna stop…
"Hey love! I was just speaking with Jasper and we thought it might be fun to do some self-defense training with you. Well, he'll probably do it. I wouldn't want to accidentally hurt you. I might spar with one of the others while you train, though. Just to keep up my practice and keep an eye on you for safety."
"We'll if Jasper thinks it's a good idea then…" just the sound of Jasper's name is making my nerves fire off and my eyes light up. Fuck, I'm just going to keep going.
"I'll see you soon, my love. Ill be in the living room when you arrive." The call ends abruptly. Another commitment I'm being coerced into. Ugh. Fine. I'm just gonna finish… this… first. I should be sober enough by then. Maybe. Probably.