I think I'm turning Japanese.

I asked the cab driver which was the nicest hotel in the city... He didn't even answer. He just drove, saying that he knew the perfect place if you were going for high class.

Edward gasped when we pulled in front of the large and rather old style building. "The Ritz? Do you know how much this place costs a night? Honestly, it's a load! Darling, we can find a-"

I put my hand over his lips, paying the cab driver before I got out. He scrambled to follow behind me. "So, this is nice?"

"Very nice and it's very expensive," Edward said, trying to catch up to me. "Overpriced if you asked me."

"Right up my alley then," I smiled at him wickedly, biting my lip when I saw his annoyed expression. "Edward, I have the money for this. Remember the casino money? Well, I still have most of it. Let me do this. This is so much more fun than what I originally imagined my five-star hotel visit would be like."

"What did you imagine it would be like?" He asked almost like a child, pouting out his bottom lip a little bit.

"I imagined that I'd be carrying my fat ass to some hotel in Dallas, spending the entire time watching movies on cable, and then ordering room service before I decided to go home because I was bored. Edward, this is so much better. Come on," I said seductively, running my hands over his shoulders as I stepped closer to him. "Imagine it. Us there, alone. No one else in the world but us. A bottle of champagne and some delicious take out. Then, we can make love for hours and hours." I ran my hands down his chest. "On every surface of our hotel room."

He groaned loudly, tilting his head back and closing his eyes tightly. "God, that does sound fantastic."

"Good. Because that's what I want to do. Why don't you go ask one of the staff what some of the best delivery places are around here and get some numbers and I'll go get us a room?" I said, leaning up and lightly nipping his chin.

"You knew you were going to get your way right away, didn't you?" He asked with a slight smirk. I nodded my head, making him chuckle.

"Well, you did say you wanted to serve me and that you are my slave..." I said before turning and walking away, swinging my hips the entire time. I heard him groan again, his footsteps echoing against the pavement as he followed.

It was going to be such a fun night.

It took a little while to find a room that was available since it was a couple of days before New Years. Thankfully there were some cancellations, and we were able to slip in there. Just about the time I got our keys Edward was returning with several slips of paper which looked like menus.

"Wow, wide selection," I commented, and he shrugged.

"Honestly, it's more Japanese and Thai than anything else. Japanese sounds really good unless you'd like something else."

"Mm, no. That sounds good. We should just get a bunch of stuff and indulge."

"Sounds good to me," he said, taking my hand and bringing it up to his lips. "So, shall we go to our room so we can decide what we want to eat?"

"Oh my god! They have duck sushi!" I said excitedly, looking over the menu that Edward showed me first as we lounged on the bed. He laughed, leaning over to look as well. "See, duck! I've never seen duck sushi before."

"Would you like to try some?" He asked, taking the menu from my fingers. "Mm, I see a few things I wouldn't mind trying."

"Yup!" I said, clapping my hands together like Esme.

"It is so easy to please you," he laughed, smiling at me. "So, tell me what you want. Write it down, and I'll order it. It doesn't look like they have any champagne though. Would you rather have some sake?"

"I've never had it." I shrugged, biting my bottom lip.

"Neither have I. We can have a first together," he said, leaning over and kissing my cheek lightly. "Hurry up and pick stuff out. I'm starving. What they were serving at Sir James' was shite."

"By the way, that reminds me," I said as I began to write things down. It was going to be a long list. "You didn't tell me that he was a 'Sir' anything."

"Oh, he was a barrister," I raised an eyebrow in his direction. "Lawyer. He served in parliament for a bit. He was knighted for all his 'loyal service to the queen,'" he said, using air quotes. "He thinks he's important, but he's not. Hell, Jon Luc Picard of the Starship Enterprise has been knighted!"

I laughed loudly, shaking my head. He began to laugh too, leaning over and hugging me tightly. "Okay, write. Woman, I'm hungry. So hurry up before I eat you."

"Ohhh..." I drew out, but he gave me a stern look, making me go back to my writing.

We finally decided on a sampler of sorts. It was far too much sushi for the two of us, but there was a small fridge in the room so we could save some for later if wanted to. We also ordered soup, salad, and some edamame. Well, that and the sake. That was bound to be an interesting experience. I just knew I was not going to drink as much as I did the other night.

"They said that it will be around forty five minutes. What shall we do to entertain ourselves?" He asked smoothly. I couldn't help myself.

I threw myself at him, hard, wrapping both my arms around legs around his tight firm body. He moaned loudly as our lips connected fiercely and he didn't hold back for a single second. His hands went to my ass, squeezing it tightly as he held me up.

He didn't stumble once as he walked us purposely over to the bed, laying down and hovering over me. My hands were everywhere, touching his hair and his back before grabbing his ass. He actually squeezed it in surprise as I did, his hips thrusting forward in an effort to get away from my hands. I liked it so much I did it three more times.

"If you don't stop that I'm going to tie you up," he laughed, swatting my hands away from his ass.

Of course, I did it again.

So, that's how I ended in the position I was in when someone knocked on the door. I was completely nude, tied to the headboard with the sheet in such a way I wouldn't be able to get away if I wanted to. All Edward had done, besides getting me undressed and tied up, was kiss me. And kiss me everywhere but where I wanted him to kiss. I was aching for him to touch me, our hunger was all but forgotten. Edward groaned loudly from his position between my breasts, the sound echoing in the valley between them. He stretched up, shirtless and beautiful. I wanted him so badly. "I suppose that's the food."

"Okay, untie me."

An evil grin came over his face. Like Esme's a few days before, I mean genuinely evil. Something fluttered in his expression, an idea dancing in his brain.

"No. You stay there. I'll be right back."

"Stay here?" I asked loudly. "Like I have a choice?"

"You don't. So behave."

I groaned at him, but he just chuckled, leaning down to take my nipple in his mouth for just a moment. He let it go with a pop, and I nearly screamed when he threw the blanket over my body. It was unlikely that the person delivering the food would have seen me, but still.

"Hm, what do we have here?" Edward asked teasingly as he began to pull things from the bag onto the small table in the corner. He popped open a box of some of the rolls we ordered and grabbed a couple of packets of soy sauce. "Seems like we don't have any plates..." he trailed off, throwing the blanket off of my naked body. "Do you mind?"

My brain stopped working for a minute. A long minute. He... wanted... to eat sushi off of my naked body? My mind sputtered to a start, making my entire body flush. Edward smiled brightly, and I knew that he saw it. And that he wouldn't take no for an answer.

Not that I would have said no.

He sat on the bed beside me and slowly, and very carefully, arranged the pieces of Maki along my body. There was a line of three about two inches apart from the other from my chest down to my stomach. Then, Edward put a circle of five around my belly button before finally putting two on each of my thighs.

"What are you going to do with that?" I asked quietly as he tore the soy sauce open with his teeth. He didn't say anything as he began to pour it in my belly button.

I squealed- very loudly. He laughed at my expression. "Don't wiggle about too much or you'll make a mess. We wouldn't want that, now would we?"

"You better be happy I have a thing for cleanliness," I said with a pout.

"I am," he chuckled, running a finger over the side of my breast. "I wouldn't have done that otherwise. Besides, this is so fucking hot for me."

"My belly button is going to smell like soy sauce for a week," I complained.

"I'll help you get clean," he said in a suggestive voice that sent shivers to my very exposed lady bits. Picking up the piece of salmon from right between my breasts and dipped it lightly into the soy sauce before popping it into his mouth, he hummed in pleasure. "Delicious."

I certainly hoped he was planning on having Bella Jello for dessert because that's what I was turning into at the moment. Did he know how hot he was? He was melt-worthy.

He took one of the pieces from my thigh and dabbed it lightly in the dark brown sauce before bringing it to my lips. I took it from his fingertips readily, licking my lips to get some of the extra sauce off. Edward blushed lightly as he watched, biting his bottom lip softly. Our eyes stayed locked on the other, taking in deep breaths as the heat passed between us.

This went on for a long while, Edward feeding himself a bite before feeding me one. When we got to the last bite, there was no more soy sauce left in his makeshift bowl. It was in the center of my stomach, the lone piece of tuna. Edward placed his hands on my sides before leaning forward and taking it directly off my skin with his mouth. I moaned loudly, throwing my head back as I arched toward him.

"I think that's enough of that," Edward whispered quietly after he finished his maki. He went to the table and retrieved a napkin to clean my stomach with before finally untying me. With loving hands, he rubbed my wrists and brought them to his mouth to kiss. When he was done, I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him towards me for a passion filled kiss. When he pulled away, he was gasping. "Would you like to eat before the soup gets cold?" He asked breathlessly.

I just shook my head.

About an hour later we were sitting nude on the bed, both wrapped up and sheets and blankets as we munched on our sushi and salad. We were both satisfied in more than one way. Edward put a bit of lettuce in his mouth, using just his fingers since he was too lazy to get the chopsticks that were on the table.

I was okay with that. It was fun to watch him suck his fingers clean.

I was so going to fondle him later in entertaining and dirty ways.

"What's on your mind?" He smirked, offering me a bite of salad. I took it, licking my lips clean.

"Sexy fun," I teased him. "What's on your mind?"

He expression changed slightly, a sadness passing over his face before he looked away. "I think we'll just stick to what you're thinking right now."

"Tell me," I said softly, moving closer to him. "It's upsetting you, and I don't want anything to ruin tonight."

"Battle scars," he said softly. I cocked my head to the side, looking at him curiously. "We both have them. Inside and out. I was just thinking about how many we have from our families."

I put down my food and rearranged myself so that I was sitting on my knees while looking at him, still completely wrapped up in my sheet. "You know it doesn't change anything, right?"

"I know. Just like they don't change how I feel about you. Your mother has left a mark on you. My grandparents on me. It's just frustrating. I wish I could heal them, but I know I can't. Mine and yours. I wish I could fix us both."

"Scars are just reminders of the past. And a warning," I told him, running my fingers over his jaw slowly.

"A warning?" He asked softly.

"A warning to not let things like that happen again. My scars remind me to not take people for granted the way my mother has. Reminds me to love those around me for all that I'm worth. And to see the value of the people who love me," I told him firmly, leaning over and kissing his forehead. "Your scars remind you to look, I mean really look, before you judge someone."

"I'm still sorry for some of the things they said. For the drama you had to see," he sighed softly, bringing his hand up to my shoulder. "I feel awful for that."

"Don't," I said. "They are not you. I don't care about them. They are so beneath you and me. They have no idea. I think the real reason they're bitter is that they're jealous."

"Maybe so," he shrugged, smiling at me slowly. "You are right though. They are beneath us."

Since we had stumbled across the conversation of scars, I decided to go with it. I ran my fingers along his hips, tracing the physical scars there. "Where did you get these from?"

Edward instantly blushed. "You'll laugh, I'm sure."

"I highly doubt it," I said, rolling my eyes.

"It's very vain, honestly. I've only told two people about it, besides my family. And that's Alice and Jasper."

"That makes me even more curious," I said, leaning down and lightly kissing one of the marks. "Edward, it won't bother me. Sweetheart, I love you. Inside and out. Tell me."

"I wasn't as thin as I wanted to be and I knew that no matter how much I worked out or ran, it wasn't coming off, so I had some work done. Actually, my parents paid for it. It was a birthday present. They knew I hated... well, this part of me," he moved his hand over his stomach before leaning his head back. "So, they helped me out. Like I said, vain."

"I understand it though. The important thing was that you worked on yourself before you had it done. It wasn't the fix, it was just a touch-up," I said, laying my head down on his stomach. He let out a soft sigh, brushing his fingers gingerly over my scalp. "Why would I laugh at that?"

"It's something celebrities do, not normal people."

"Edward, do you like your appearance more now because of it?" I asked him seriously.

"Yes."

"Than that's all that matters."

He pulled me up into his arm and kissed me fiercely, placing his hand on my cheek sweetly. When he pulled away both of us were panting, our lips moist. Edward smiled slightly, leaning forward and brushing his perfectly straight nose against mine. "Let's go drink some sake and eat more sushi. Then, you can pick out a movie, and we can snuggle on the couch."

"You know exactly what to say to a woman," I moaned playfully. He chuckled, kissing me again before swatting my backside so I would get up.

It was the perfect way to spend the evening. Sushi, sex, and movies. It didn't get much better, especially in such a nice hotel.

But, we didn't exactly know what we were going to face the next morning. Were his parents going to be mad that we just left or would they understand? Hell, would they be mad that we didn't come home?

Neither of us knew and honestly, neither one of us wanted to find out, but we needed to get the answer sooner or later.

So, we came back to his parent's home around eleven the next day. Both of the cars were in the driveway so we knew more than likely that they would both be there. We crept into the house, listening for signs of life.

The first we came to was Esme sitting on the couch watching some television while drinking some coffee. When she saw us, she almost split it on herself as she tried to get up.

"There you two are! I was starting to worry."

"I'm sorry, Mum. We decided to stay at a hotel for the night," Edward said quietly, looking a little sad. He seemed so young all of a sudden.

"I kind of figured," she said, nodding her head thoughtfully.

"I'm sorry that we left you there with no backup," he began, but Esme quickly cut him off.

"No, honey! It's okay! Trust me, I understand. And I am damn proud of Bella for not saying a damn thing to those evil people. I wish I had just walked away from them the first time they talked to me like that," she said.

"So, um... What happened after we left?" Edward asked quietly. I rubbed his back gently, and he relaxed slightly.

"Well, it took us about twenty minutes to realize that you two weren't coming back. There was a lot of yelling and shouting. And apparently, James had an affair with an American woman. Which explains a lot," she said, shaking her head. "You should have seen the look on your father and uncle's face when she blurted that little tidbit out. There was a lot of name calling after that."

I was shocked. I just stood there, listening.

"Really?" Edward breathed out. "Then I'm doubly sorry for leaving you there. I wish I could have taken you away from that."

"You won't have to worry about that anymore," Carlisle said, calling attention to himself from the doorway. He looked so tired, deep purple circles underneath his eyes. "I won't allow my family to be put through that again. Liam won't either. Edward, I am so sorry. You were right about the whole thing. I should have listened to you. It was unfair to you and Bella to put you through that."

"No, Carlisle, it's-" I began, but he cut me off.

"No, it's is not fine. You are a part of this family now. You shouldn't have witnessed that. My son knew better, and I should have too. I was just hoping that... that in their old age they would-" he started, struggling for words to express himself.

"Mellow?" I said. He nodded his head. "Carlisle, not a thing they could say would hurt me. Edward warned me. I was prepared. Like I told him, I am a big girl."

"Thank you for being so mature about this," Carlisle said. He unexpectedly came over to me and gave me a hug. I looked at Esme with surprise, but she just smiled. I hugged him back before he went to hug Edward who returned it tightly before kissing his father lightly on the cheek.

It was an extremely sweet and touching gesture. Therefore they had to pretend it didn't happen afterward and pretend that they were manly men.

They backed up, each wrapping an arm around their woman.

"So, we thought that we'd have a quiet evening at home," Edward explained, telling them what we had discussed on the subway ride over here. "If that's alright with you?"

"Of course it is!" Esme rolled her eyes at his silliness like he should have known automatically. "Is there anything you'd like to do?"

"Um, actually, we were thinking about making you some more Mexican, since you won't get mine for a while," Edward said, blushing slightly. I giggled quietly, touching his cheek. He was so cute. "Sans drinks everywhere, hopefully."

"Well, to solve that problem, why don't I make the drinks?" Esme offered. "We'll have to go to the grocery store," she said, tapping her chin with thought as she closed one eye. "I know I don't have everything."

"We'll take care of that," I told her with a slight smile. "You had a stressful enough day yesterday. We got a lot of rest last night. You just... enjoy the day."

Esme came over to me, hugging me tightly. I hugged her back with a laugh, surprised how huggy the entire family was. "You are such a sweet girl. I've said it once, and I'll say it again. I am so glad Edward found such a wonderful girl."

Well, if she hadn't marked out kinky before, she would after that sushi.

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