[Disclaimer] Stephenie Meyer owns everything Twilight. I just like to mess around with her characters and turn them into lesbians.

[A/N]

Today's update is dedicated to my bestie Vampgirl79

11

"How are you feeling?" Isabella asked, sitting down on the edge of my bed. It felt strange to have her up here in my room. For the last three days, she had kept calling my house, but father wouldn't allow me to come downstairs to speak with her. She was persistent though. I wondered why she didn't drive to our house to visit me earlier. Today it was rainy outside again. My parents had left me alone with Julianna to watch over me while they had to drive to the next town to meet up with one of father's more important clients.

"Your maid is a dragon. She would barely allow me in to visit you."

I giggled. "You were lucky that it was only her today. My father isn't as easy to convince as good old Julianna."

I smelled on the bouquet of daisies and smiled. "Thank you for bringing me flowers. You remembered which one I like best."

She moved closer to me on the bed and kissed my forehead. "I always remember everything about you." Her lips touched my cheek. "Are you still feeling sick? Your father told me that you caught some nasty cold."

A cold? That was what they had told her? I coughed awkwardly. This was embarrassing. At least, he hadn't told Isabella I had a nervous breakdown. I was sure she wouldn't want to spend time around me anymore, should she find out I was having mental difficulties, as the doctor called it.

In my presence, Dr. Smith didn't dare to use the words "lock away" and "asylum". What he was discussing with my parents in father's office was something entirely different though. Mother's eyes were glassy though when they returned to my room afterwards.

"Alice, my dear, are you feeling well? Please, tell me. I have been worried about you."

I nodded my head and forced my lips into the biggest grin I could manage. "There is no need to worry." I lied. Then I took her gloved hand and kissed its back. "I am feeling much better when you are near me." Warmth flushed into my cheeks. "I missed you so much."

She caressed my hair and touched her lips against my mouth in a tender kiss. "I missed you too. I would have come sooner but the sun…I don't do well with it."

I reached my hand to her neck and pulled her closer to my face to be able to kiss her a second time. It felt so good to have her cold lips against mine. The snowy-sweet taste of her mouth was heavenly. This was what it meant to be alive. Before her, I had never truly lived. That is why I am more afraid of dying now. I have more to lose.

"When will your parents be back?" Isabella asked, running her fingers down my neck. It was then I realized I was only wearing a nightgown with very little underneath. My heart beat a bit faster in my chest. "Alice?"

"Not before lunch tomorrow. They usually go out for dinner with father's client, and then he will be too drunk to drive back home during the night."

She clasped her hands together and smirked. "That's fantastic news. It gives me time to steal you away for a little while." I sighed when she kissed me deeply. Her tongue felt cold and smooth and simply perfect against mine. She moaned. The sound was so lovely. The bed squeaked when she lied down next to my side and placed her head on my chest. Only the thin cotton of my nightgown separated her cheek from my bosom.

"This is so beautiful." Isabella whispered. "The sound of your heart is the most beautiful sound I have ever heard." She turned her head and kissed me right above the top of my nightgown. "Does your heart beat so fast because of me?" She kissed the hollow of my throat. "Does your beautiful heart beat for me, Alice?"

I nodded. She turned my bones into gelatin and set my heart into a frenzy staccato beat. Between my legs, I was tingly and starting to get very moist again. The fluttery sensations increased when Isabella untied the ribbons of my gown and pulled them apart. Her eyes stayed locked with mine. They were dark again. I could see my reflection in the pitch-black iris. "You are not afraid. Are you?"

She kissed my chin while her fingers caressed my throat and my collarbone. Her touch was very light. I shivered when I felt her thumb gliding down my sternum. "I am not afraid of you."

Slowly, she tugged down the upper part of my nightgown, dabbing countless little kisses on my chest.

"Such beauty," she whispered. "I am so happy you agreed to be my companion."

Her lips touched my right breast. I arched my back. It felt so good to have her touch me like this. Underneath the blanket, I pressed my inner thighs together. I was pulsing there. There was an unbearable need to touch myself, but I didn't dare to. Not with Isabella here with me. I wanted her to touch me down there so badly. But I couldn't do that. Could I? I whimpered while her tongue flickered over the sensitive tip of my breast. Her cold mouth felt so good.

I moaned and shifted back and forth on the sheets. Then, suddenly I felt Isabella's knee pressing between my thighs. It felt so great, so amazing. Another groan left my lips. I couldn't keep my hips still.

"Yes, that is right," She lowered her upper body and kissed my throat. "Move with me, Alice. Just do what feels natural to you."

We rocked against each other. I shuddered and crashed. My body was slick with arousal between my thighs. It felt so good to have her rubbing against me like this.

I closed my eyes and then the sweetest release possible erupted throughout my entire body like a firework.