First Draft… just wrote, edited quickly, and posted…I hope it turned out okay!

For Alma S -

Overheard

Pairing: Carlisle and Esme

Esme POV

I was waiting impatiently in the bedroom, pacing and glancing periodically at the clock. Carlisle would be home soon. My hormones raged inside me - my newlywed status having awakened a need inside me so strong, sometimes it scared me a little. The desire to be one with my mate was all-consuming.

We'd been married for almost a year, but the flame between us hadn't died at all, and it was damn near impossible to resist him when he finally returned home from work each morning. It was commonplace for us to indulge ourselves and Edward was always respectful of our needs, leaving the house shortly before Carlisle's return to give us alone time together.

Edward was a little later to leave than usual this morning, as he had been composing for most of the night and still finishing up recording the score onto staff paper. But he had been gone for about ten minutes when I heard the familiar purr of the engine growing closer to our humble home. The sound grew louder and louder until it cut out when he parked the car, and as I listened to him enter the house, I swiftly disrobed until I was down to only my slip. I knelt on the center of the bed as he called out for me from the front room. I didn't answer, and he followed his nose to the bedroom.

When he saw me in my state of near undress on the bed, he gasped and his eyes went from ochre to ebony in an instant. I was certain mine mirrored his - I was a sucker for a man in uniform; he was even still wearing the damned stethoscope around his neck. He had the hands of a surgeon, gentle, careful, yet sure, steady, and skillful.

I puffed out my lower lip and gave him puppy dog eyes. "Please, doctor, you have to help me," I started in a pleading tone. Slowly, I slid my hand down my body from my chest to my stomach. "I have an ache…" I trailed off until I reached the apex of my thighs. " Here." I pressed my hand against my throbbing groin and rubbed, unable to hold in a slight moan as my blond angel's golden eyes turned black. His pants tented quickly as he watched me rub myself.

Carlisle swallowed hard, but his voice was still steady when he spoke. "This will require close inspection. Please, lie down, Miss..."

"Platt," I answered and I did as he asked, my slip riding up so he could almost glimpse what he wanted most.

When he spoke again, his voice was no longer smooth, but gruff with need. "I'll have to remove these garments if I'm to properly examine you. "

I only nodded, so he raised the hem of my slip up around my waist. A deep groan left him when he saw I wasn't wearing underpants and then suddenly his mouth was on me, feasting on my most sacred place. All parts of me tingled with the pleasure his tongue brought me, sliding over my sensitive parts. Charles had never put his mouth on me, so this was a first. Carlisle's slippery tongue was pointed, and it slid between my folds and around my rosebud. Shocks of electricity went through my body and I gave a jolt of surprise, but my hips acted on their own and tightened my thighs around his head, crushing his face into my pelvis. It didn't deter him, he kept swirling that tongue as I climbed higher and higher. Then, his fingers entered me and I was gone, cumming hard and calling out to God and Carlisle alike.

Utterly wrapped up in my afterglow for several long moments, it took me a while before I realized that Carlisle was angrily staring toward the window. He flashed over to it after wiping his face on his sleeve and leaned forward, searching the trees. That was when I caught the scent. A familiar scent with a new tinge to it. It was unmistakably Edward, but the quality of the scent was much the same as Carlisle's when he was aroused. The boy must not have been far enough away when we began our little game. He must have heard, and seen, everything. He was only twenty-two years old and still in a teenager's body. It was no wonder the poor boy couldn't control himself.

Carlisle turned away from the window back toward me, but he looked at a spot on the wall past me, very angry about Edward. When he spoke, his control over his voice wavered a little, and his fists were clenching by his sides. "He didn't leave, darling. He listened. He SAW you…" Carlisle shook his head and brought his hand to his forehead, his eyes closing tightly.

I wasn't as bothered by it as Carlisle was, though I certainly understood how he felt. I was his, and no one else should get to see me that way, never mind he and I virtually shared the whole experience with Edward. But I couldn't help but feel sorry for Edward. I seriously doubted he'd planned to eavesdrop. He left the house every day to avoid overhearing us; he did not want to be a party to the activities we partook in. "He's in a young man's body, and he's never experienced this for himself," I reasoned. "Of course he will react if he's close enough to see. He's just a boy, Carl."

He came to sit beside me on the bed, still mad, but softening. "It's a violation of your privacy."

"I don't think he meant to do it. I think he wasn't far enough away yet, and he just couldn't stop it from happening."

He shook his head and huffed. "He could have run further when he realized we were becoming intimate. He would have been out of range in seconds with his speed."

I didn't really have an answer for that, but I really didn't want this to cause a rift between them, so I tried a different approach. "Carl, this is his home too. Maybe he's sick of always being the one who has to leave. We should let him have the sanctuary of his home and go outdoors for our activities occasionally." I reached out to cup his cheek, turning his face to meet my gaze. His expression gentled further; it was working. He loved Edward; he didn't want to be angry with the boy he viewed as his son. "Please, Carl. Edward isn't a bad person. So, he had a normal reaction to a naked woman. Kind of makes me feel even sexier."

That made Carlisle grin. "Dirty girl," he breathed before laughing softly. Then, he let out a sigh. "I still don't like it, but I see your point. We'll be more respectful of Edward's presence in the future. Now that we're actually alone though, I'm going to show you that you're mine and mine alone."

I wasn't about to argue with that. "Doctor," I purred in a voice I hoped dripped with sex, "it still hurts…inside."

"It seems the traditional instruments are inferior." His fingers danced up my sides and he licked my lips with the tip of his tongue to demonstrate his 'instruments' before whispering in my ear, "We'll need something longer to get to the root of the problem." His teeth grazed my neck and my sensitive rosebud flared with renewed need.

He went to remove his lab coat, but I reached out and laid my hand over his to stop him. "No, leave it on." He immediately relaxed his arms and my hand traveled down his body, feeling his muscles quake under my touch. When I got to his belt, I proceeded to release the part of him I needed most, but I wanted that doctor outfit to stay.

My mate's cock was long and slender, and curved in such a way as to graze the sweet spot deep inside me repeatedly with every stroke of it. My eyes were glued to the beautiful appendage, venom pooling in my mouth and dribbling out a little at the corner.

With a knowing smirk, Carlisle pushed my shoulders gently to get me to lie back again. I shimmied into position, my thighs opened to him.

"Now this might be a little uncomfortable, Miss Platt," he warned playfully, his voice husky. "You may feel a sensation of fullness."

I watched as a bead of venom oozed out of the tip of his cock, and my own venom rushed to my rosebud, making it throb painfully with need. "Oh, I believe I can handle it," I breathed out, feeling desperate. "I think it's just what the doctor ordered."

He chuckled as he reached between us to part my folds with one hand, rubbing against my little bud with his thumb. I squirmed beneath him and then he sank his cock into me, not stopping until he was in to the hilt. I felt full and stretched and it was glorious, as it always was. It felt like I was missing a part of me, and with Carlisle inside me, I felt complete.

I wanted more now, so I ground my hips up against him. "Oh yes," I breathed, "Just what the doctor ordered."

"That's right, Miss Platt. I know exactly what you need."

With that, he sat back on his knees, hooking my legs over his shoulders and grabbing my rear end, lifting it off the bed before he began to move. Carlisle set a punishing pace, reclaiming me as his own. His turgid cock filled me completely, hard and deep with every rapid thrust. The shape of his cock made it so he would consistently brush against the elusive part inside of me that set every sensation aflame. He leaned forward and his lips and tongue attacked my breasts as he pummeled into me. I felt like my brain was lost, no longer in control of the reactions my body was having to the overwhelming pleasure I felt.

Carlisle's fingers found my rosebud as his pace quickened. He was close, and his growls of pleasure had turned to unrestrained moans. Seeing him, usually so poised and reserved, let go like that was such an immense turn-on, and it never failed to make me come undone.

My second orgasm crashed over me, and I shouted to the heavens again as Carlisle cried out his own release. His hot seed spilled into me, and I felt it spread as his cock jerked. I tightened my walls as he released to increase his pleasure.

When he was spent, he collapsed on top of me. We held each other close as we recovered, his head resting against my bosom and my nose buried in his soft locks. Sometimes we liked to fall asleep afterward, the vampire version where we just let our minds go blank, so we closed our eyes and slowed our breathing patterns. Before I 'drifted off,' I whispered into his hair.

"I'll always be yours. Forever."

A/N: Well, I hope you enjoyed this pair, it's my first time writing them in the many years I've been doing this. And yes, Esme calls her clit a rosebud. Of course she does, come on.

This was a pairing request, and I want to do as many as I can! I really wasn't sure if I would think of something for these two that wasn't too vanilla and not the same old thing you always read. I hate being typical. So I added Edward. Hell, I always have to add Edward!

Review or send a PM, or find me on tumblr (EdwardsMate4ever) and drop me an ask. All pairings welcome, the more unusual the better! Currently working on an Edward/Alice and a few group sex fics, so keep an eye out! Of course, for all of my long-time readers, there will be more Edward/Jacob here and there too.