Just As Important

AN: So I tried to keep the "you know" PG-15! lol This is part two, the story is going to be a Three Shot for now, but I have been thinking about what the plot would be like if I continued it. I suppose it'll depend on the demand, and the creative energy I am feeling towards Fred and Bree at this stories end.

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Part Two

There was something in his eyes that told me he felt it too. He wanted me the same way I wanted him, had probably wanted me longer. I moved then; toward him, not away. My fingers, which were the closest part of me to him reached forward and grabbed his hand. I felt the pull to be closer, to be touching more of him increase at the small contact.

Then I moved very quickly my body springing toward his, as I sat in his lap my hands holding his face as I stared into his eyes. I realized I might have never seen how beautiful he was if things hadn't happened the way they had. I had to wonder if maybe it was always supposed to be him.

I started to lean forward, but his hands came to hold my face in the same way I was holding his. He stopped my progression toward his lips, "Bree..." his voice sounded strained, and I felt this excitement grow inside me at that, he wanted this. "I want you to be sure," he said his eyes searching mine.

I stopped attempting to move forward, and just look at him, all of him. My fingers roaming his face, his neck, his hair, I smiled when my finger tips traced the outside of his right ear. I was attracted to him. He was my friend, and before that my protector.

I had already decided that he was all I had left, already realized I would trust him with my heart. "I'm sure." I said, and knew I was telling the truth, knew he would be able to trust me because I'd taken the time to think about it.

He smiled, and then his grip on my face loosened, his fingers suddenly feather light as they traced the outline of my face, before pulling my lips to his.

The kiss without comparing it to Diego's was brilliant. Our lips molded to each other, like two pieces that were meant to fit together. I ran my fingers into his hair, pressing my lips harder against his. I gasped when I felt him between my legs. I had never been here before.

Yet instinctively I knew what to do, my hips shifted against his, and the growl that came from deep in his chest was the most exciting sound I'd ever heard. I pulled away and lifted my shirt over my head, tossing it somewhere behind me. His hands moved to my hips, and I bit my lip as he moved me against him.

His eyes were clouded with lust, and I knew mine must have looked the same. I could feel the need in every inch of my body. I had never felt this way before, and I knew the way I felt about him in this instant, that it was forever. I would never want or need another person as much as I needed him right now.

I reached for his shirt, and before I could get there he pushed us forward. In the next second I was on the floor with him hovering above me, his shirt already gone. I let my hands run themselves over his beautiful body. He did the same, and I found it hard to concentrate. I wanted more than this, more than light touches and slow movements.

"I want you." I said, and he nodded his head in agreement, while he continued his torturously slow assault on my body. I grit my teeth before reaching between us and lightly fondling the bulge in his pant. "I want you, now!"

He hissed, but his lips where on mine again before the second was up, his hands unbuttoning my jeans. I helped him along, arching my back off the floor, our bodies wordlessly working together as we removed the rest of our clothing. No more than five seconds had passed since my request and before I knew it he was rolling us over so I was on top.

I looked at him questioningly, "I want you in control of what comes next," he said his eyes telling me again that he wanted me to be sure. "At least, the first time," he added his fingers drawing circles on my hips.

I smiled again, glad he was so attentive to my feelings, to what mattered to me. I closed my eyes, and returned to the moment. I could feel him hard against my back, I pushed up against him and his nails dug into my hips. I smirked before lifting myself up and slowly, almost humanly slow, slid myself down onto him.

It was the most complete I'd ever felt in this new life, in fact I could honestly say, muddy memories and all that it was the most complete I'd ever felt ever. When he was completely inside of me, I looked down at him, and we shared the most significant moment. This was forever, for both of us. He had completely altered me, and I him with this act.

Then we both moved, he moved to sit up, at the same time I leaned down to kiss him, and our chests slammed together, stone against stone. He wrapped his arms around me in a hug, holding me to him as he began to rock up into me. I buried my face in his neck as I started to move with him.

The pleasure was electrifying; I could feel the energy moving all around us.

From my vague human memories, I remember being told that the first time was supposed to be painful, unpleasant, and I was very thankful that I wasn't human, and that I was doing this with the man I loved.

I smiled at that, my arms tightening their grip on him, I loved him. This revelation might seem trivial to most, considering I had already committed to him. To me... it was huge. I hadn't had a realization of love with Diego; we'd never had a chance to get that far.

I don't remember ever loving anyone in my human life, my father wasn't worth it, and I'd been too young to get the chance with any boy.

Suddenly it was like any weights or unhappy thoughts I'd had holding me down were lifted. Love truly was a powerful thing. I closed my eyes and returned to the moment.

We held onto each other and continued until we both came for the first time together. I was amazed at how quickly we were ready to go at it again, only seconds later. After the first time, he was in control, learning what I liked, and what I really liked. He was memorizing my body, and I let him, knowing soon I'd get the chance to do the same to him.

When we stopped, it wasn't out of exhaustion or because we needed to do anything, but because somehow we both knew it was just as important to lay in each other arms, as it was to do the act that put us there. I was laying against his chest, breathing in his scent, committing it more with each breath to my memory.

"I love you," I said, my eyes lifting up to meet his. His smile was brighter than any smile he'd ever given me before. It was as if, with those three words I'd given him the world.

"I love you too," he said, his lips kissing my forehead. I giggled, and realized he'd just given me the universe.

Ch2/End

AN: Cheesy... and not as detailed as I'd thought it would be. I decided I wanted to keep it at a "T" rating. I'm a sucker for romance and I hope I was able to tell the story of their first encounter in a way that held true to the ways of twi-vamp-sex lol

Also... thinking of making it a four part now instead of just a three... haha i'm falling in love with this story!

Next chapter, Fred's POV! :]]

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