Chapter Twelve
If I Had a World of My Own, Everything Would Be Nonsense
Edward's POV
Seventy-two days later...
"Where is he...where is he...?" I mumbled to myself, scanning through the bustling crowds of the many market-goers as they purchased food, produce, and other items from the quaint wooden stands that lined these particular dirt streets.
My eyebrows were knit together, my stomach having already tightened into painful knots upon not seeing my beautiful Russian lover amidst the darker-skinned people of this land as they came and went, my copper-colored head turning this way and that as I felt my panic grow worse.
"Jascha!" I called out, peering through as many people as I could in order to see if any shining blue eyes would be directed my way as a result, "...Jascha!"
Then, my ears honed in on one specific conversation taking place just a little ways ahead of me and towards the right, my feet automatically taking me in that direction as I continued to listen.
Speaking in Spanish, an older, balding man was verbally reprimanding the one person whom I knew he had to have been speaking to based on the key phrases I could make out above the steady noise of the surrounding crowd, the elderly man saying things in his native tongue like '...no, no, no...I said twenty, not twelve, twenty...don't you understand, young man?'
"I'm sorry...I don't understand what you are saying..." Jasper admitted quietly to the shouting man before him who was quite easily half of my lover's height as he merely took the older man's verbal berating with an adorable tilt of his curly head in confusion.
My steps still hurrying towards my beloved, my eyes quickly roamed over Jasper's exposed, tanned forearms and calves, my Russian beauty now gloriously kissed by the sun, which had also lightened his wheat-colored curls that framed around his angelic face, as he was clad in a tasteful white shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and slate-grey cargo shorts.
"Jascha!" I called to him once more, this time gaining his attention, as he whipped his blonde head my way, making a few of his longer tresses touch his cheeks, as he immediately began smiling his utterly breathtaking smile upon seeing me approach him.
"Lo siento, seňor. Pagare' por todo..." I spoke calmly to the old man, watching as he narrowed his wrinkled eyes at me for a moment before acquiescing to my request as he went back to the rows of tomatoes, fresh onions, and multiple varieties of peppers that made up his produce stand.
My eyes glanced over at Jasper as the older man in front of us dropped several items into a plastic bag for us to buy, my lips curving up into a side-smirk as I deftly fished out a few bills and coins from my pants pocket to pay the man, seeing the slight embarrassment playing across my lover's exquisite features in the form of a lovely pink blush.
"Gracias, seňor," I thanked the now smiling man, holding the bag of our fresh vegetables down at my side, as Jasper and I began walking languidly together amongst the fluctuating crowds, our steps unhurried and mindful of the people passing and maneuvering around us as we merely enjoying being with each other like this.
"We have been in Mexico for two months, and I still cannot speak in their language..." Jasper pouted adorably to me, frowning his desirable lips as he kept his gaze out ahead of us while my eyes were glued onto his positively glowing profile.
I chuckled at my lover's words, admiring how his hair and natural beauty were highlighted incrementally by the lowering, darkening sun, making streams of brilliant orange and pink war brilliantly with the overcast navy of the oncoming evening all around us, basking us in such an extraordinary atmosphere that left me with a perfect sense of ease.
"You speak it just fine, sweetheart...you just need to practice," I spoke with a gentle smile, watching as Jasper turned his head towards mine, our steps naturally coming to a comfortable halt whilst we spoke so tenderly and held each others' loving gaze.
Jasper smiled at me, lowering his head a little bit in charming self-consciousness, before he quirked his gaze back up to mine, his immaculate white teeth looking even more so against his now tanned, glowing flesh before my eyes.
"Will you teach me more tonight...?" Jasper asked me suggestively, his cobalt eyes darkening with a significance only meant for me to understand, his words followed by a positively wicked lick of his pouting lips that he knew I would notice all too keenly.
I had to swallow hard at the slight shiver Jasper's enticing antics always seemed to evoke within me before answering him.
"Anything you want..." I narrowed my jade eyes at him whilst I spoke, receiving a pleased smirk from my Russian angel, before the two of us continued walking towards our westbound home located on one of the many beaches making up such a paradise where we now lived together.
X
A few hours later the evening, inside our house in the open kitchen and dining area...
"Are you sure it wasn't too hot...not too many spices...?" I asked Jasper who was sitting on top of the wooden dining table behind me, smoking a cigarette whilst I rinsed the last of the dishes which we had used for our meal.
"It was perfect, tovaras...very good," Jasper responded happily to me with a smile as I grinned at his positive words from over my shoulder, watching him blink his beautiful eyes as he blew out a steady stream of white-grey smoke.
He always looked so handsome when he smoked, so mysterious and sensual, and it was with growing adoration that I picked up the blue dishrag off the the plain counter to dry my hands as I turned around to face him.
Jasper smirked as he as snubbed out the rest of his cigarette in the square ashtray sitting beside him on the table, his legs spread enticingly wide as he kept them hanging over the edge of the furniture, as he lifted up a single finger and beckoned me to him.
"Come here...you are too far away..." my exotic lover purred to me, smiling wider so that it brought out his adorable dimples in his cheeks upon seeing me easily glide towards him, my hands automatically reaching out to run up his covered thighs whilst I stepped in close.
Jasper draped his arms over my shoulders, keeping our faces intimately close that our hushed breaths mixed, as I latched my hands onto either of his narrow hips, both of us merely holding the other close at the moment while I peered into mercilessly breathtaking blue and he into my fierce but somber green.
"Is this better, angel?" I asked cheekily, my tone low as I softly closed my eyes upon feeling Jasper lightly trail his rose-petal lips over mine, teasing and setting me at ease all within the same breath as he caressed my sensitive flesh with his own, letting me yearn for his kiss before actually receiving it.
"...much better..." Jasper cooed before the both of us chastely pressed our lips together in a passionate, warmly familiar kiss, Jasper's tattooed arms sliding a little more along my shoulders as he pushed more of his lithe body into me.
"...mmn..." I could not help but groan into our forever fire-igniting kisses that always seemed to leave me feeling a bit light-headed with euphoria before swiftly turning into something much more sensual and raw for me to experience, like an artist dabbling progressively with colors that evoked one emotion after the next.
Jasper's fingers squeezed at my back while my own unconsciously gripped even harder at his waist, my teeth gently nipping at my Russian's luscious bottom lip that had him opening his mouth for me in an instant, graciously inviting me to slip my tongue inside his warm cavern and relive everything there is to know about him once more.
"Hmm...nnh..." Jasper murmured hotly against my mouth, his chest pressing firmly against my own as I leaned more of my weight towards his sitting form, loving the erotic, extremely personal feel of his velvet-soft tongue swirling along with my own, each sweep of my muscle over his causing my blonde-haired obsession to purr once more and tighten his grip on me wherever he may find purchase.
I loved kissing this man, feeling as if I was able to die happy each time our lips and tongues worked perfectly in tandem together so that he and I may fully taste and cherish the other, our kisses meaning far more to the both of us than a mere connection of skin.
Each time our lips met, we knew that it had only been possible because of fate, because he and I had been strong enough to endure the hardships and brick walls that had been thrown at us, trying to keep us apart and ruin our lives.
Each time our lips met, it truly meant our happiness.
With quick, forced movements, Jasper pulled his petal-soft lips away from mine so that he may rest his forehead against my own, his eyes still closed as he continued to hug me close while we both panted lightly within the small space between us.
"...take me to bed, Edward..." Jasper rasped to me, his fingers sliding into my hair until he was able to fist my auburn locks in a no-nonsense hold that I found myself loving to no end.
I growled heatedly from having my hair pulled, coupled with hearing such mesmerizing language befall my lover's precious mouth, I wrapped my arms completely around Jasper's slender frame before hoisting him off of the dining room table.
Our house that he and I had largely repaired and decorated ourselves being made up of several, large-area rooms that were interconnected, giving the whole atmosphere of the abode a natural flow and openness, as I carried my sexy boyfriend away from the kitchen and towards our partially enclosed bedroom.
Jasper pulled his bottom lip in between his teeth whilst I carried him, the corners of his delectable mouth upturned in an excited smile as he tightened his arms around my shoulders, and I could not refrain from pressing kiss after sweet kiss to his cheeks, his eyes, his nose, his neck.
"Tell me, sweetheart...how do you want to make love tonight..." I panted the question out to my lover as I successfully approached our bed made up with handmade, red and white blankets and sheets which Jasper had fallen in love with at a local store, before carefully lying my Russian down amongst the soft mattress.
Jasper's hands sliding down either of my arms as I settled myself on top of him, my angel craned his head up to mine, crushing our lips together in a sinfully wanton kiss as he made himself more comfortable on top of our bed.
Our single kiss blossoming into a rushed myriad of more, rendering the both of us caught up on the wonderful struggle to breathe as fire tingled beneath our fingertips and silk-laden smog filled our minds; Jasper brought his hands to the bottom hem of my shirt before answering me.
"...any way you want... do whatever you want to me..." Jasper voiced smoothly, his accented words causing my air to hitch inside my chest as I let him fluidly rid me of my green tee shirt before hungrily running his strong hands down the hard planes of my chest, feeling the way my muscles slid against his sensitive palms and fingers as if he was mapping all of me out with physical touch alone.
I purred from Jasper's lustful caresses and impossibly erotic words, bringing my own hands to the small, white buttons adorning the front of his shirt, easily slipping the plastic discs from their catches as I leaned down upon him once more.
Long, graceful fingers pawed at my arms, squeezing at the thick cords of muscle there, as I slipped Jasper's white shirt from his chest and shoulders, my eyes forever eager to take in the strong lines of perfectly contoured, tattooed flesh that made up my lover's extraordinary body.
"Baby doll..." I crooned slowly as Jasper peppered my cheeks and lips with absolutely heart-melting kisses, as I lowered one hand to the zipper of his cargo shorts, "...I love you so much...so fucking much..."
"...I love you, too, Edward..." Jasper whispered against my lips, his nose and mouth nuzzling into my cheek as I rid him of his durable, grey shorts, our hard chests pressed together as he and I strove to feel as much of the other as possible whilst we undressed slowly and spoke so quietly to one another.
"Do you trust me, Jascha?" I asked my lover tenderly but solidly, a nearly tangible weight of desperation having manifested within my voice whilst I had done so, as I locked my emerald orbs directly into Jasper's bright blue gaze, my body positively jittery with nerves while I hovered over him and waited for his honest answer.
Jasper blinked softly at my question, and his reply came easily; his words heavenly.
"I trust you, Edward...I always have..." he spoke so serenely.
I smirked thoughtfully at my lover's words before reaching a hand underneath one of the pillows up by the head of the bed and closing my fingers around a particular item.
"...good," I breathed as I seized one of Jasper's wrists with my free hand and brought it over his head along the mattress.
Jasper's lovely eyes widened in surprise as I clasped the handcuffs I had retrieved from amongst the pillows around his wrist, slung the short chain behind one of the vertical wooden bars that made up the headboard, and then secured his other wrist to the binding contraption as well.
"Edward! What in the...where did..." Jasper was momentarily speechless as I simply let my eyes sweep leisurely over the sight of my beautiful Russian handcuffed to our bed, his torso and arms stretched deliciously before me as he craned his head back to look upon the gleaming metal that now bound him where I wanted him.
"...you said I could do whatever I wanted with you...net?" I responded cheekily to his slight puzzlement with lowly spoken words as I brought my hands to his trim sides and lowered my lips down to his inked stomach, pressing deliberate kisses to his tanned skin.
"...yes, but...ohh...Edward..." Jasper trailed off with his protest as he purred my name upon feeling me kiss and lick at abdomen the way I was, every move of mine completely savoring of his soft flesh and lean muscle beneath me.
Jasper's hardened cock twitched against my chest as he squirmed and panted his pleasure from my maddeningly measured ministrations to his naked body, taking my time in breathing in his alluring scent as I moved my chin and lips across the subtle definition of his abdomen, pressing firm kisses where I pleased as I stroked my thumbs over his hipbones.
"...mm...baby...it all feels so good..." Jasper mewled dreamily, his positively delectable arousal growing by the second whilst I tended to his skin so delicately, so intricately as if he were made out of glass, as I gradually moved down his body, dragging my hands heavily up his chest and down his sides until I was able to squeeze suggestively at his supple thighs.
Jasper's rose-red lips parted in a silent gasp as I slipped my hands in between his legs, parting them even wider for me, as I kept my half-lidded eyes trained intently on my lover's pleading expressions directed towards me while I had my way with him.
"Mmn...so beautiful, my sweet Jascha...so seductive...lying there like that...waiting for me..." I purred, my words like honey-spiced liquor coating over my entrancing lover's every fiber as I pawed my hands down either of Jasper's legs until I brought both of my hands to one of his calves, massaging the honed muscle there and drawing another appreciative groan from my Russian as I lowered my lips to his flesh.
"...ooh...God..." Jasper writhed softly before me, gracing me with the lovely view of his statuesque physique stretching and arching like breathtaking moving art from my ginger ministrations, as I kissed my way up his smooth calf, across the inside of his knee, and along his strong, soft thigh, "...Edward...d-damn...you're killing me, tovaras..."
My tongue swirled against the inside of Jasper's raised thigh, making my beloved shiver as his rigid member pulsed against his flat stomach before my eyes from such sugar-topped torture, before I carefully lowered Jasper's leg to rest on top of my shoulder.
"Now why would I want to do something like that..." my words were teasing in vocabulary yet sinful in nature as I let my warm breath wash over my lover's beautiful, aching cock, delighted to unforeseeable degrees whence my jade-colored eyes beheld the sight of Jasper pulling desperately at the handcuffs once more, "...we can't have that now, can we..."
"Christ...Edward...please..." Jasper's melodic voice was hardened, gruff with his teetering pleasure and menacing need as he begged me, his striking blue eyes piercing firmly inside of me with just how much emotion, love, yearning...everything there was...solely for me.
I could barely contain the smile from my face before hurriedly wrapping my lips around my Russian boyfriend's glorious cock, sucking him hard as I worked my tongue generously around the sensitive head, squeezing my lips around his hot, silken flesh.
"Ah...haa...yes...Jesus...yes...!" Jasper murmured frantically, his body trying to sit up in order to accommodate so much intensely satisfying pleasure suddenly being administered to him, but could not as he yanked at his restraints once more, the chain links hitting uselessly against the wood of the headboard as Jasper struggled with how much euphoria I was giving him.
I hummed around his intruding length, swallowing him into my mouth over and over as I immediately took to pleasing Jasper with almost too many sensations to bear sanely, just like how I wanted him to, as I quickly nipped at his swollen tip before plunging every inch of his cock back down my throat.
"...ohh...oh, holy fuck...Edward...so good...I'm getting so close, baby...ugh...keep...haa...keep going..." Jasper's words tangled with his increasing moans, every sound escaping his lips being amongst the most electrifying I had ever heard, as I tongued enthusiastically at the underside of his member whilst I moved my mouth up and down his flesh, loving how he would plead with me to continue, loving how he would try to arch his back in ecstasy...loving how I could feel Jasper losing himself completely in me.
Jasper's sex pulsed in my mouth, my writhing lover drowning exquisitely in the mind-breaking haze of needing to come and wanting the absolutely candy-sweet pleasure I was giving him to continue, and it was with a devilish glint in my eyes that I made Jasper's decision for him, as I moaned around his cock once more and brought a hand to his testicles.
Massaging his ultra-sensitive sac with my fingers, fucking my mouth up and down his impressive length with near-crazed abandon, I felt my Russian tense up his thighs, his abdomen flexing alluringly, as Jasper cried out his release that suddenly shot down my throat and coated my tongue with its creamy, highly desirable flavor.
I hummed around the head of Jasper's cock, moving my hands up either of his thighs and across his fluttering stomach, as I suckled his spurting flesh for every drop of his warm come, before slowly releasing him from my lips as I began crawling up his wonderfully sated body.
Jasper royal blue eyes were unfocused, blinking slowly as if endless amazement of me, as he licked his full, pink lips and merely watched for a moment as I came face to face with him, my hands trailing up both of his arms that were now motionless against the soft pillows.
"...Edward..." Jasper breathed, only to be cut off with his words as he purred into the kiss that I could not help but slam unto his precious lips, lips and that accent that tempted me to no end, as I deftly freed his wrists from the handcuffs above him with a simple maneuvering of the tiny latch on the side of the metal.
"...mmn...I love the way you taste, Jascha..." I growled against my lover's lips, feeling him squeeze me with his thighs before the blonde-haired male trailed his mouth down my chiseled jaw until he was able to lap enticingly at my Adam's apple.
Jasper groaned against my tingling flesh, his cloud-soft yet wholly erotic ministrations all but killing me slowly, lulling me into another world of bliss, before I hurriedly reached over to the side towards our small nightstand and retrieved the clear bottle of lubrication that had been sitting on the surface.
"...haa...goddamn, baby..." I hissed in between my teeth, my voice barely above a whisper as I arched my body on top of his upon feeling my lover scratch his nails down either side of my back, only to bring his hands immediately to the front of my shorts and unfasten them, Jasper's extraordinary lips and tongue never ceasing in their gentle caresses of my skin.
I drew my bottom lip in my mouth as Jasper freed my straining erection, before smirking at my deviously angelic boyfriend, capturing one of his hands with my own.
"Am I going to have to restrain you again...?" I teased with a smile as I poured a liberal amount of the lube into Jasper's hand, growling low in my throat the instant he took hold of my engorged cock and began sliding his messy fingers up and down my begging flesh.
"...hmm...you might have to...I did love it..." Jasper teased right back, a sexy smirk curving his own lips at me while he steadily stroked my naked cock with his slick hand, coating my flesh with the slippery substance whilst I struggled to concentrate on spreading another generous amount of the lube on my own fingers.
Wise to the knowledge that the muscles in Jasper's body were largely relaxed due to him experiencing an orgasm already, I circled two of my fingertips against his spread entrance, my eyes forever fixated on my lover's awe-inspiring features whilst I added more and more pressure to his sensitive ring, only to witness my blonde-haired angel groan sensually from the sensations.
Jasper's fingers toyed with the leaking head of my cock, smearing the precome that had collected in the slit at the tip, before I shoved two of my fingers deep inside of him, immediately feeling his loosened muscles accept the intrusion as Jasper moaned in awesome satisfaction of having some part of me inside of him at last.
"...fuck..." I sort of grumbled aloud to myself, feeling waves of amazement crash over me, even after all this time he and I had been together, as I gazed keenly at the way Jasper breathed heavily and struggled magnificently with his pleasure...all of it seeming to always capture me.
I spread my fingers inside of Jasper's hot channel, watching as he knit his eyebrows together and parted his lips once more to voice his approval of my ministrations, his every noise fulfilling something great within me as I stretched his body for me, for us.
"...Jascha...baby..." I fought to keep my voice steady and my words clear, for my brain was consistently refusing to accept anything else but the sheer love and blinding devotion I had for this man before me, my need for him bordering on a sanity-comprising feat, as I continued, "...I don't think I can wait any longer...I need you so fucking bad..."
Before Jasper could fully comprehend all of my spoken words, I pulled my sopping wet fingers free of his entrance, and grasped my severely swollen cock at its base, lining up the thick head with his glistening hole as I inched closer to my Russian lover.
"...anything you want, Edward...please...tovaras..." Jasper cooed to me, his pink tongue languidly passing over a corner of his perfectly shaped mouth, as he kept his eyes half-lidded and loving directed towards me whilst he urged me to continue with his words.
With little effort, I swept his legs over each of my shoulders, his strong yet lovely hands reaching for me the instant I began gently rubbing the tip of my cock against his moistened entrance, letting him get used to feeling me there; our breathing shallow and warm in between our bodies as we grew closer and closer together, able to feel the undeniable love permeating from the other man in this moment, as if coming concentrated right from its source for the other to savor.
"Haa...Edward...yes...mmh..." Jasper exclaimed with silken words that dripped from his precious lips, as I eased my bare cock inside of his body, able to feel the way the lubrication slid in between his flesh and mine, able to feel Jasper's textured insides push and flutter against me as my lover relaxed his body even more for me...able to tangibly feel exactly why I cherished this man as much as I did.
He was so perfect, so gorgeous, as he snaked his hands up either of my arms until he could squeeze either of my broad shoulders with his fingers, generously massaging my muscles there as I willingly forfeited my lesser senses of the outside world, the country we now lived in, and all the inhabitants thereof, in favor of simply knowing Jasper's love and warmth, everything that made him him that I absolutely could not live without.
"...ooh...J-Jascha...honey, I love you..." I spoke eloquently to my lover as I pulled my throbbing erection almost completely out of his body before ramming it back inside his welcoming channel with much more intensity, much more white-hot force which paralleled my undying affection to solely this man beneath me, "...always love you...nnh...God...feels...incredible..."
"Ed...Edward...haa...ohh...love you, too..." Jasper strove to reply coherently back to me, my angel positively torn between melting onto the mattress and relishing in the jubilant electricity which coursed through his body with every harsh yet unhurried thrust I made inside of him, "...Edward please...please...more..."
"Not yet, sweetheart...I love making love to you like this..." I smiled down at my writhing Russian, groaning from deep within my very soul as I felt Jasper paw at my arms the way that he was, every action of his begging me for more, begging me for everything that he knew I would give him, as I maintained my steady pace of pushing and pulling my heavy member inside of his immaculate body.
Jasper smiled at my words before turning his curly, blonde head to a side, his hands smoothly transitioning from my arms down to my thighs; a nearly feral moan escaping me as I felt Jasper scratch his nails down my muscled flesh before gripping them hard, the Russian able to feel my muscles flexing with every thrust forward I made that brought the both of us relentless amounts of ecstasy to be felt.
His touches sent fire to spread throughout my body, as they were rarely shy of desiring to worship my athletic physique, where even the slightest strokes of his soft fingertips against my skin had me seeing stars behind my eyes, able to taste some kind of Heaven on my tongue, and feel such an unbelievable height manifest within me.
I adored every time he and I made love, every time I was able to feel his personal, meaningful touches that made me know a happiness I had never understood prior, and what a feeling it was for me to know that I succeeded in making Jasper feel the same way as well.
The pace of our lovemaking naturally increasing as both of our bodies seemed to instinctively crave more from the other, Jasper cried out in soul-enriching pleasure, his whole body affected as he bowed his slender back and slid his hands to my ass, pressing me further into him as I drove my cock into his tight channel with such sweet, invigorating madness.
"Edward...! Edward...fuck...oh, yes...ohh...yes, God...Edward...Jesus Christ!" Jasper screamed my name mixed in with a variety of delightful curses as a result of my quickened pace, as I could feel my member reaching deep inside of him with every hard thrust made between us, the enflamed head of my cock pounding relentlessly against his prostate, making my lover grasp urgently at the expanse of my moving back.
His body felt too food for words, the rippled texture of his insides seeming to perfectly coax me out of of my right mind and straight into oblivion, as I groaned again and again from the exquisite feeling of his hands groping at my lower back whilst we moved together, every subtle bounce of his tattooed body beneath me making the next thrust of my cock inside of him that much firmer, that much faster.
"...Jascha..." I growled heatedly, craning my neck back as I grit my teeth amidst my almost unbearable ecstasy, before dropping my head down to rest along my lover's chest, able to feel more than hear his hoarse, staggered moans and calls of pleasure as Jasper quickly wrapped his arms around my shoulders.
"Edward...let me feel it...ha...let me feel you coming inside of me...mmh...please..." Jasper panted the world-crushing words to me, his voice low and spoken just outside my ear, but it might as well had been messaged directly to my brain, as I felt my groin tighten to near-pained extremities as I slid both of my hands underneath Jasper's shoulder blades, hugging him tightly whilst I ground my aching length into his entrance.
"Fucking hell...Jashca...goddamn..." I murmured mindlessly, delivering a few, purposefully sharper thrusts that had my swollen cock ramming brutally inside of his gripping heat, making my blue-eyed Russian close his eyes and shout to the ceiling as he tipped his curly head back amongst the pillows.
"...touch yourself, baby...let me see you do it..." my words were like fluttering lace coasting in the small space between us, my grip on his back allowing me to anchor him down to receive every pulsating inch that I pushed deep inside his channel, whilst I felt my ultimate end draw closer and closer within my rushing systems and clouded mind.
Obeying my words immediately, Jasper freed a hand from my back and slid in between our rutting, grinding bodies, seizing his leaking member at once and pumping it in time with my blunt, staccato thrusts, every line of his lean muscles seemed to be connected to my own in this moment, as I could feel his hand sliding up and down his solid shaft above my groin.
"...ohh...close...close...!" Jasper attempted to warn me about his upcoming orgasm, his words only making my own that much more intense inside my swelling, weeping member, before I watched as my stunning Russian lover pulled fast at his spurting cock and screamed nothing but my name during his peak of toppling sexual ecstasy.
As if my brain somehow was able to simultaneously shut down as well as become exponentially clearer, my breathing skipped as I felt Jasper's warm come paint my abdomen and chest, my angel's face a vision of euphoric gratification...utterly overwhelming in how truly provocative and enrapturing it was.
"...J-Jascha...I'm coming right now, sweetheart...ohh...sh-shit...coming right now..." I stuttered, my voice barely above a whisper, as I felt my naked member release stream after stream of my staggering orgasm inside Jasper's shivering, arching body, my senses hardly able to register anything else except the indescribable sensations only meant for gods to experience that were now enveloping my mind and reality, filling them both with nothing but pure, radiant love for my Jasper.
My lover purred at the feeling of being filled with my completion, Jasper squirming cutely beneath me as I let every last drop fall from my softening member, my body growing more and more lax from the power of our meaningful lovemaking as I peered dreamily upon Jasper's smiling, flushed face.
"Ha...ha...Edward...oh my God...I love you so much..." Jasper spoke breathlessly to me, sweetly lulling me back down to earth with his heavily inked arms wrapping around my back and shoulders once more, pulling me completely on top of him.
I breathed in his scent, greedy for it and more than pleased when I found it mixed pleasantly with my own, as I smiled into his neck as I felt Jasper kiss my cheek once, twice, three times...the moment practically magical between us as I felt my satisfied frame relax totally inside my lover's strong embrace.
"...mmm..." I voiced the lazy noise in my throat as I picked up my head from the comforting crook of his shoulder, needing to look upon Jasper's ocean-blue eyes once more, as I smiled tiredly at his doll-like features directed so warmly, so invitingly towards solely me, "...you never cease to amaze me...and now I know that my Russian boyfriend likes to be tied up..."
I chuckled as Jasper rolled his eyes with a smirk curving his lips.
"You hush..." he spoke quickly with a shy smile, making my euphoria ultimately grow within me as he and I joked with one another right now, making our time seem invincible and completely separate from the outside world.
"I've always wondered..." I changed the topic smoothly, my eyes lowering down to one of Jasper's arms where I could not read the Russian writing that symmetrically lined paragraphs on his biceps, "...what do these say...?"
Jasper followed my eyes down to where I was looking as I brought a hand to one of the intricately and beautifully scripted language adorning my lover, as I lightly traced a few of the Russian phrases with my fingertips.
"These? Well..." he began his quiet tutorial of his artwork as he eyed a particular part of his upper arm, "...this one says 'one hangs the thief who stole three kopecks, and honors the one who stole fifty kopecks.'"
"Wow..." I stated, quite taken aback as well as soulfully impressed at the magnitude of the messages that had been carved into my lover's extraordinary body, "...did you get that in jail?"
"Not that one. I got this one..." Jasper redirected me to his other arm where more inked lines of letters were present, even as far down as the inside of his forearm, "...in prison, though. It says 'trouble never comes alone'...a popular phrase where I was at the time. And this one is my most recent...it says 'it will either rain or snow.'"
I recognized a few other, key words within the expanse of Jasper's tattoos, able to identify the written Russian words for life, respect, and death, my eyes taking their time in scanning over my lover's toned physique currently cradling my own as I remained lying comfortably on top of him.
"They're beautiful...just like you," I told him, lifting my softened gaze towards my blonde-haired angel and watching raptly as he smiled at my words, my heart having melted quite a bit within my chest upon finally hearing the translations for some of the script covering Jasper's arms, and it was with a full conscious that I realized such gravity in that he had gotten them due to his frozen, hardship-riddled life.
"...spasiba, lyubimaya moya," Jasper thanked me in Russian, calling me his sweetheart which made me grin widely at him, before gently pressing my lips to his, the both of us kissing soundly as I felt him gingerly trail his fingers up and down the tops of my arms resting on either side of his body.
As if his fingers and hands truly were playing the slow-moving, musical melody of a lovely concerto piece along my flesh, I felt my entire world soothe to an astounding calm, and I sighed peacefully against Jasper's petal-soft lips whilst I let the utterly serene atmosphere of him and me being like this with one another make up my life.
Author's Note: Whew! The next chapter is going to be an exciting one...ripe with juicy twists and awesomeness! I can't wait...and I'm writing this crap! XD XD XD