I'm blown away. Like really, you guys are just awesome! I had no idea how this story would do so it really warms my heart to see that you all are enjoying it so far. Thank you so much to everyone that showed me love. I believe I responded back to everyone but a few I couldn't due to readers not having accounts or the PM was disabled so for those who I couldn't respond personally, I thank you for reaching out:-)
Disclaimer: Yeah, well I don't own anything Twilight because if I did, Jacob would've been a main character and Edward would've started off as a geeky human with glasses. Am I the only one who thinks geeky Edward in coke bottle glasses is hot? Yes? No? Ah whatever...
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Chapter 2: Sweet Dreams
There were lavender scented candles everywhere. Lavender sheer cloths draped the tops of tall white lamps giving the bedroom a purplish hue. Standing in the doorway, Jacob took all of this in as he laid eyes on the milky white curves of Edward's naked body lying stretched out on his stomach with his head propped up at the foot of the king sized bed staring straight at him.
"Make love to me Jacob," Edward whispered seductively, slowly grinding his hips against butter cream colored sheets.
Jacob's cock began to stir at the sight as he walked on over towards Edward, brushing his fingers alongside his velvety cheek as he lifted Edward's chin up so he could look at those beautiful green eyes.
"Is all this for me baby?" Jacob asked tracing Edward's lips with his thumb.
"Yes," Edward replied softly, taking his thumb between his lips and sucking down deeply letting his tongue swirl around the tip. "Mmm… I need you Love."
Smiling slightly, Jacob moved away from Edward and headed for the bottom drawer of their nightstand. Finding what he was looking for, Jacob took out two medium sized ropes, a black cloth, a bottle of lube, and a condom, placing the items on top of the nightstand before closing the drawer. Picking up the two ropes, Jacob made his way in front of Edward at the foot of the bed looking down at Edward's curious eyes.
"Spread your arms," Jacob softly ordered watching as Edward slowly did as he was told, pointing his hands towards the corners of the bed. Using the ropes, he proceeded to tie each of Edward's wrists around the foot post that stood on each corner. Once the ropes were securely tied, Jacob took a step back and positioned himself directly in front of Edward. "You're mine for the night. You leave when I say so."
Edward's arousal went into over drive as he closed his eyes and sought out relief grinding his cock harder into the mattress.
"Open your eyes Edward," Jacob said softly as Edward's eye lids began to open up and stare back at him with a hungry glare. "I want you to watch me."
Keeping his eyes on Jacob, Edward watched as he stepped out of his cream colored boots. His eyes traced Jacob's body as he watched him take the hem of his cream colored form fitting shirt in his hands before pulling it over his head, exposing his smooth defined chest as he tossed the shirt on the floor. Edward's mouth began to water as he started tugging at the ropes trying to break free so he could run his fingers along the definition of Jacob's abs. With no success, Edward gave up his attempt but instead let his eyes linger over Jacob's belt buckle as he watched Jacob's fingers unfasten the belt and undo the button to his denim blue jeans. After sliding down the zipper, Jacob's hand went inside his jeans and pulled out his big succulent cock, revealing his commando state, as he stroked it slowly in front of Edward.
"I want you to taste me Edward," Jacob said walking slowly over to him as he traced Edward's lips with the tip of his cock, coating it lovely with pre-cum that trickled out. Edward quickly licked his lips, severing the taste of his love before taking the head of Jacob's cock in his mouth. Slowly, Edward sucked down on the head before taking his cock further down deep, loving the taste and feel of Jacob invading his throat. Jacob nearly came undone watching Edward's lips swallow his cock whole, being all so grateful for Edward's continuous effort in controlling his gag reflex. "Mmm… that feels good baby."
As Edward went to work on his cock, Jacob slid his jeans down, stepping out of them smoothly, along with removing his socks, so to not interrupt Edward's movements. Not wanting to cum just yet, Jacob reluctantly backed away slowly from Edward's skillful mouth.
"You're too good at that," Jacob whispered looking into Edward's darkened green eyes. Wanting to taste those lips of his, Jacob kneeled down with ease as he gripped Edward's hair firmly and crashed his lips into his, loving the tastes of his lips after working on his cock. Needing to be inside Edward, Jacob broke away from the kiss and stood up walking on over towards the nightstand. Picking up the black cloth, he climbed on top of the king sized bed straddling Edward's back. Jacob folded the cloth in half diagonally and then, starting from the widest end, proceeded to repeatedly fold the cloth down two inches wide until it became one long strip. Edward lied there patiently wondering what Jacob was doing until everything became black as Jacob covered his eyes with a black cloth and tied it behind his head.
"I want you to do nothing but feel," Jacob whispered in Edward's ear as he slid down his body licking from his tailbone, up his spine, to the curve of his neck, sending chills up his back as he sucked down on one of his pleasure zones.
"Please Love," Edward begged grinding his erection into the bed trying to get some kind of release. "I need you inside me."
"Shh… relax Baby," Jacob whispered, massaging Edward's shoulders as he worked his way down towards his beautiful mounds of velvety flesh. Moving himself back against the pillows that was propped up in front of the headboard, Jacob spread Edward's legs wide as he bent down to lick and bite gently each fleshy ass cheek before spreading them wide and licking from the perineum to the tailbone.
"Yesss," Edward hissed moving his ass against Jacob's mouth. Jacob held Edward's ass in place as he licked around the rim of his pucker sending endless amounts of pleasure from all of the nerve endings that surrounded the area. Edward bit his bottom lip moaning from the feeling as he wondered how long he'll last under Jacob's constant torture. Needing to get inside of Edward, Jacob gave a final lick to Edward's pucker before reaching over towards the nightstand and grabbing the lube and condom. After coating his fingers with lube, rubbing them together to get it warm, he very gently circled his middle finger around Edward's pucker until it relaxed enough to allow his finger to slowly slide through.
Feeling the different textures and dimensions of Edward's rectum, Jacob pressed his finger downward as he brushed against Edward's prostate. Edward bucked into his finger as his muscles relaxed enough for Jacob to slide in a second finger. Using delicate strokes and scissor-like movements, Jacob stretched the area enough to slide in a third finger. Edward felt a slight bit of discomfort from the third intrusion as he soon began to loosen up from Jacob's continuous stimulation to his prostate.
Satisfied with Edward's preparation, Jacob slowly slid his fingers out of Edward's entrance and proceeded to grab the condom from off the bed. He tore open the foil wrapping, pinched the tip of the condom before rolling it on his massive erection. Once the condom was on and secure, he tossed the wrapper somewhere on the floor, grabbing the lube, and pouring some in his hand before rubbing it on his erection until it was well coated. Putting the lube back on the nightstand, Jacob turned his attention towards Edward as he hovered over him, sliding his erection between his ass cheeks, and positioning it at his entrance before leaning down and catching Edward's earlobe between his teeth as he began to whisper in his ear.
"I'm ready for you Edward, so I want to you to relax…" Jacob began, licking the rim of Edward's ear before continuing. "And enjoy my cock."
Edward shivered from his words as he felt the head of Jacob's cock slowly slide through his entrance. Jacob was suddenly wrapped in tight heat as he slowly slid himself all the way in, giving Edward a chance to adjust to the intrusion before sliding almost all the way out and back in again. Edward cried out in pure ecstasy as Jacob deliciously stroked in and out of him going deeper than he was before. The feel of being inside of Edward was driving Jacob into frenzy mode as he fucked him hard and deep gripping the sheets tightly.
"Damn, Edward you feel so good," Jacob growled sucking down in on his shoulder blade. "Mmm… always so tight for me."
Jacob held onto Edward tightly as he drove into him with abandon. Edward's cries of pleasure filled the room but it soon fell on deaf ears because when Jacob took a glance straight at the doorway, his eyes locked in on the ice blue eyes of Emmett McCarthy. Jacob continued to thrust into Edward but watched as Emmett's eyes lingered over his body. The movement of Jacob's body moving back and forth inside of Edward caught Emmett's attention as he watched Jacob's golden brown skin glisten with sweat. He watched as Jacob's ass tightened and released with each thrust as he then locked on the intensity in Jacob's eyes.
Jacob couldn't take his eyes off of Emmett as he continued to stroke into Edward vigorously. The fire in his eyes, along with the way Emmett licked and bit down on his bottom lip, caused Jacob's lust to go into overdrive. 'Watch me Emmett,' he thought as eyes lingered on Emmett untying the pull string to his gray sweat pants as he slid a hand inside and gripped his thick erection, stroking in time with Jacob's strokes. A slight smirk came over Emmett's face as he watched what his actions were doing to Jacob. So badly, Jacob wanted Emmett to pull out his cock so he could see it in all its glory but Emmett kept it hidden. Visions of himself pulling those gray sweats down and replacing Emmett's hand with his mouth consumed Jacob as he drove his cock faster into Edward.
"Fuck, I want you so fucking bad," Jacob growled looking straight at Emmett.
Emmett merely smiled devilishly as he quickened up the pace of strokes to his cock. Everything was too much for Jacob. The scented candles… the heat and tightness of being inside of Edward… and adding to that, the site of Emmett standing there in all his hotness stroking himself to the movements of Jacob's sweaty naked body. Jacob's stomach muscles tightened signaling his release was near.
"Shit, you're gonna make me cum," Jacob growled still looking at Emmett as he fucked Edward senseless. He was about to reach the point of no return when the most unthinkable happened.
The phone started to ring.
"NOOO!" Jacob shouted looking around trying to spot the phone but couldn't find it. Where the hell is it?
Jacob was lying on his stomach naked in bed with butter cream colored sheets tangled loosely around his torso when he woke up from out of his dream, eyes still closed, automatically placing his hand where his cell phone was charging on top of the nightstand. Edward always called him every morning when he got to work so Jacob's body always knew what to do even if his mind wasn't quite there yet, so without bothering to check the caller ID, Jacob pressed the green lidded button and spoke into the receiver.
"Hey Baby," Jacob answered groggily rolling over on his back and yawning. "You wouldn't believe the erotic dream I just had about you."
"Oh pray tell Sugar Foot. I'd love to hear it," the caller said before laughing their head off.
Wait, what? Jacob thought when he realized it wasn't Edward on the other line. Pulling the phone away from his ear and looking at the caller ID, his eyes nearly bulged out when he saw the name on the screen.
Emmett.
Wait, Emmett?
Yes, that's right. The other night, before Emmett left to go home, they exchanged phone numbers. Emmett said he'd give him a ring in the morning but since Jacob was used to Edward's morning calls from work; his body didn't process the change in routine.
"Fuck, sorry about that. I thought you were Edward," Jacob said as the realization of what he said to him woke him up quicker than he would've normally been.
"No, let's pretend I'm Edward. I wanna hear more about this erotic dream you had," Emmett said jokingly.
"Not gonna happen Emmett."
"Ah, come on! What? Dreamed about my cock last night?" Emmett teased.
"WHAT?" Jacob sat up startled as he heard Emmett laughing in the background.
"Dude, I'm fucking with you," Emmett said continuing to laugh but then paused suddenly, thinking about Jacob's reaction with amused curiosity. "Wait, did you dream about my cock?"
"NO!" Jacob lied wanting badly to change the subject. "Let's talk about breakfast. What time you want me over there?"
"As soon as you're ready, just come straight through. I'm going to get myself together too so by the time you get here; I should be starting on breakfast."
Jacob's call waiting clicked through as he moved his phone to look at the caller ID.
Edward.
"Alright, well I got Edward on the other line so I'll see you in a few," Jacob said concluding the call.
"Alright, later Casanova," Emmett laughed before clicking the phone.
Shaking his head smiling, Jacob got out of bed clicking over to the other line as he unplugged the phone from the charger and headed for the bathroom to take a leak.
"Morning Babe," Jacob greeted stepping into the spacious private bathroom that consisted of brown marble walls, creamed colored tiled floors, a wide vanity mirror to the right overhead a cream colored countertop that contained a large clam shell sink, a toilet between the counter and the right side of the entrance along with a hot tub to the far left and a large shower stall taking up the entire back end with glass doors. Jacob headed straight for the toilet scratching his stomach and stretching out, eyes still a bit low from sleep.
"Hey Love," Edward greeted while sitting in his office pinching the bridge of his nose out of frustration. After coming into the office to find out that all the breakfast blend was used up, the files that he needed completed was still not done, and one of his associates that was supposed to be helping out on the case, suddenly took their week vacation, Edward just knew today was going to be one of those days. He needed to hear Jacob's voice. "Listen, about last night…"
"Save it," Jacob interrupted as the sound of his urine hitting the toilet water echoed throughout the bathroom. "You did what you felt you needed to do. It's whatever."
"You're still mad. I can hear it in your tone."
"I'm not mad Edward, I'm disappointed," Jacob said bitterly as he flushed the toilet and headed for the sink to brush his teeth.
"I'm so sorry Jacob. What can I do? How can I fix this?"
Jacob let out a sigh as he looked down at the toothbrush in his hand. He knew Edward didn't mean to disappoint him. He just wished Edward showed as much dedication for their relationship as he does for his career.
"I just need you to try Edward," Jacob finally answered. "I'm giving it my all but I can't make this relationship work by myself. I know you've got this huge murder case you're working on but the truth of the matter is there'll ALWAYS be cases you'll have to work on. I need for that to not be the excuse anymore. I need you to try."
Swallowing the lump in his throat, Edward nodded his head absentmindedly before responding.
"I will," he responded running his fingers through his already unruly hair. "So, uh… how's your morning looking so far? Mines suck, but that comes with the job."
"Well, I'm supposed to be showing Emmett around the city. He's never been out here before so I figured why not, it might be fun."
"Emmett? Who the hell is… wait, Emmett… Emmett… wait, you mean the guy that just moved in across from us? The one that came over with his wife asking for a cork screw?" Edward wanted to clarify.
"Yeah, they hung around a little bit. We talked for a few. Nothing much. Oh, you might as well know, Emmett and I ate up the dinner I made for you. I didn't want it to go to waste."
"Yes, well, I figured something happened with it when I came home last night to find it gone," Edward mentioned with slight bitterness in his tone. He really looked forward to eating that dinner last night, making sure he ate nothing at the office so that he wouldn't spoil his appetite, all to come home and find it gone. Needless to say, he wasn't too happy about it. "You know, it wouldn't have gone to waste. You could've packed it away. I would've eaten it later."
"No, it would've gone to waste because if Emmett didn't help me eat it, I would've thrown it out," Jacob told him flat out. "If you couldn't stay home with me to enjoy the meal I spent hours preparing then you didn't deserve to have it waiting for you when you got back."
Edward was going to say something to that when his secretary Susan, with the big orange colored hair and plump body, came in finally with the files he needed completed. A nod and a quick smile was as close as Susan was going to get to a 'thank you' from Edward so she returned the gesture, handed him the files, and left his corner office.
"Listen, we'll pick up on that later. I've got to look through these files. I'm going to try to leave out early today, alright?"
Jacob wasn't about to get his hopes up about that one so he just let it fall on deaf ears.
"I'll see you later," Jacob responded running his fingers through his hair. "Love you."
"Love you too, Jacob. Goodbye."
"Yeah, bye," Jacob said before pressing the 'End' button on his cell phone.
Placing his cell phone down on the cream colored counter top, Jacob proceeded to turn on the faucet water while adjusting it to his preference before finally putting some Crest toothpaste on his red toothbrush and bringing it up to his mouth to brush his pearly whites. Jacob was actually looking forward to his outing with Emmett. After the toast they made the other night, Jacob got the opportunity to know a little bit more about his new neighbors.
Over a few more glasses of wine, Emmett discussed with Jacob how he was born and raised in Alaska while his wife Rosalie was New York bound. At fifteen, both Emmett and Rosalie moved out of their hometown and ended up in Arizona to attend Round Valley High due to Emmett's parents wanting to be closer to his sick grandmother on his father side and Rosalie, due to her parent's divorce, had to stay with her father for the remainder of her teenage years per arranged through the settlement.
Emmett told of how his meeting with Rosalie was inevitable. He was the captain of the football team and she was head cheerleader. Their hookup was bound to happen and they later on became prom king and queen. They both got accepted to separate colleges, with Rosalie going to Yale and Emmett going to Barkley, but they remained in touch keeping constant contact with each other either by phone or weekend stays. After Emmett graduated, he then moved to New Haven, Connecticut to be closer to Rosalie while she continued on to graduate school of medicine.
Eventually after living together for a while and before Rosalie received her Doctorate, Emmett popped the question over a plate of spaghetti while they were sitting on the couch watching a movie. Rosalie looked over at him with spaghetti sauce on her cheek, dots of acne cream on various parts of her face, and her hair rolled up in huge rollers, and graciously accepted his offer. Six months later they got married and after time went by, with Emmett finally profiting from his online business and Rosalie finishing her residency, Rosalie took a job offer at the New York Presbyterian Hospital, causing them to leave the lives they had in New Haven and move on out to New York City. Manhattan to be exact.
Jacob thought of all of this as he finished up brushing his teeth and going into his ears with Q-tips before heading into the shower stall, turning on the water and letting the water wash down over him as he lathered himself up swiftly. Letting his mind wander to the other night, he remembered Emmett asking him about the way he and Edward got together. Smiling to himself, Jacob remembered telling him how it was anything but romantic.
Growing up in the state of Washington, with Jacob being born and raised on a reservation in La Push while Edward was born and raised a few miles away out in Forks, neither one had it easy. Both grew up poor and both lost a parent at a young age. Jacob lost his mother in a car accident when he was seven and Edward lost his father to a heart attack when he was nine. While Jacob took an interest in writing about local gossip going around the neighborhood in his high school newspaper out on the reservation while hanging out with multiple friends, Edward stayed to himself at Forks High focusing all his attention on getting good grades. Edward knew his mother couldn't afford to send him to college so he worked his ass off making sure his grades were good enough to get as many scholarships as possible so he could attend the colleges of his choosing.
Ironically, Jacob and Edward never officially met in Washington. It wasn't until they got accepted to their second choice college, Jacob going to Columbia University and Edward going to NYU; when they ran into each other, literally, out on the street trying to make it to their school. Unfortunately, both guys were a bit agitated that morning so the first thing that came out of Jacob's mouth was, "Watch where you're fucking going!"
Edward, not in the mood for his, or anybody's shit that morning, turned around and responded with, "Well Pocahontas, if you wasn't so busy running over here as if this was the shores on Baywatch, you might've seen me through all that hair."
Of course at this point, Jacob completely forgot about making it to class because this asshat in front of him with the crazy copper hair just called him out!
"Are you calling me a girl?" Jacob had asked in disbelief ready to throw down as the early morning breeze blew out his long black hair.
"No, I'm saying you run like one," Edward spit out and that became the last thing he said before Jacob's fist connected with his jaw almost knocking the wind out of him.
With that, a fight broke out. Crowds gathered around with cell phones out recording the scene as the early morning sun shined down around them. Eventually it caught the attention of the cops as they separated them both and threatened to take them in if they didn't stop. After agreeing to drop the whole thing and promising to continue on to their destinations without any further altercation is when the cops finally let them go with a warning. Jacob and Edward didn't say anything to each other as they went their separate ways but it wasn't until a mutual friend, Seth Clearwater, was having a birthday bash at a club called Bed where they came across each other again. Jacob was already on his third drink at the bar when Seth sashayed over to him and told him he had someone he wanted Jacob to meet. Being used to Seth's endless number of friends, Jacob uninterestedly followed along until Seth stopped in front of a bed that had a guy with skin rich and creamy like buttermilk, eyes as green as the trees in Forks, and hair as wild and fiery as the sex in which it looked to have come from.
"Edward, sweetness, this is my good friend Jacob Black! Jacob, this is my sexy future lawyer friend Edward Cullen! Go mingle! I gotta go pretty up some more for my party! Chao!" Seth shouted over the hip hop music.
As they both locked eyes on each other, recognition set in as to why the other looked familiar, but after they've consumed a few too many drinks already, they really didn't seem to give a shit as they both kicked back on one of the many beds that occupied the club space and got to know each other better. One thing led to another and that bed they were on got used for more than just holding conversation. Security eventually escorted them out due to inappropriate nudity and sexual conduct but it didn't matter because that night became the start of a beautiful yet complicated relationship.
Jacob smiled of his past memories with Edward as he turned off the water to the shower and stepped out of the spacious stall, grabbing a white towel from off the handle bar near the stall and drying himself off. Walking back into the bedroom, Jacob threw the towel on the floor and proceeded to his cream colored dresser where he snatched up his deodorant, took off the top and glided the gel stick under each arm pit. After being done with that, Jacob went over to the walk-in closet near the window to the right side of the bed. He knew all week the temperature was supposed to be in the eighties so he took out his black form fitting short sleeve shirt and his khaki shorts putting them on swiftly. Walking back to the dresser, he picked up his brush and proceeded to tame his short cut hair looking at the wide spread mirror for reassurance.
Once satisfied with the results, he stepped into his black flip flops, got his phone from out the bathroom, and headed over towards the nightstand to retrieve his charger, placing the items in his pockets. Jacob took a quick glance around the room, looking at the bed that wasn't made and the towel lying on the floor, before leaving out into the living room to retrieve his wallet and keys. He'd straighten up the room later. Right now, all he wanted was a nice breakfast to start the day off with. After checking everything to make sure that the air conditioner, the faucets, and the stove was off, Jacob left the apartment, using his keys to lock up both locks before turning completely around and knocking on the door directly across from his.
Jacob only had to wait a few seconds before the door swung open and there stood Emmett.
Wet.
Dripping wet with a small white towel wrapped around his waist.
And nothing else.
Fuckhot Emmett McCarthy was standing in front of sex deprived Jacob Black wearing nothing but a towel and a… smile?
"Are you checking me out right now?" Emmett asked with amused curiosity snapping Jacob out of his trance before drool set in.
"No!" Jacob lied, which he was beginning to realize he'd be doing a lot of, being around Emmett. What a way to start a friendship. "I just didn't expect you to be answering the door like… this."
"Yeah imagine what Rosie and I thought when we first laid eyes on you," Emmett added smirking at the blush that came on Jacob's face. If Emmett was thinking anywhere near what Jacob was thinking at that moment when Emmett caught him standing naked in his living room, then Jacob knew he would have to run the other direction. He really didn't need that kind of temptation right now. "Come on in and get comfortable."
Jacob stepped inside and noticed how the structure of Emmett's apartment was about the same as his own, only opposite. Instead of the kitchen and hallway standing to the right of the living room like it does in his apartment, Emmett's apartment had it going towards the left. The décor of Emmett's apartment was filled with warm colors of browns, oranges, and greens. Complete opposite to Jacob's almost all white décor.
"I'll be right back. I'm a just throw on some clothes," Emmett said as he headed down the hall towards the bedroom.
Jacob sat down on the brown suede sofa leaning back against a multicolor orange, green, and brown throw pillow. He didn't have to wait long before Emmett came back wearing a pair of khaki shorts in black instead of the traditional tan color Jacob had on with a tan colored wife-beater, tan ankle length socks, and black sneakers.
"Come on in the kitchen with me. You can keep me company while I make breakfast," Emmett said as he headed for the kitchen. Jacob followed along, seating on a stool at the center island and watched Emmett go to work on the cooking.
There was a reason Emmett hadn't had a decent home cooked meal since visiting his parents for the holidays other than Rosalie not cooking for him and Jacob soon found out why. He watched in awe as Emmett cracked eggs in a bowl leaving shell pieces in the mixture. The flour, baking soda, and baking powder were thrown in without proper measurement. Buttermilk was poured in along with too much sugar and vanilla extract. Emmett took out a big wooden spoon from out of one of the mini drawers and then proceeded to overly combine the ingredients.
Emmett went on and on about the places he wanted to see out here in New York, getting a frying pan from out of the lower cabinet and rinsing it out in the sink before putting it on the stove. Turning the flame on high, Emmett went into the refrigerator and got the I Can't Believe It's Not Butter out. Using a butter knife, Emmett scooped out a large amount of butter and put it in the pan as the sound of the butter melting against the hot pan sizzled throughout the kitchen. Soon, the smell of burnt butter invaded their nostrils as Emmett got the bowl of pancake batter and poured some uneven circles of batter into the pan.
Jacob was completely lost for words watching Emmett walk around like he was in his element. He knew he should've said something the minute he saw something wrong but he was so awe struck by Emmett's cooking methods that before he knew it, he had a plate of burnt pancakes seating in front of him with tons of butter slapped on, he would guess, to take away from the burnt surface? He couldn't tell you. Jacob simply looked up at Emmett, who had a look of accomplishment on his face, and didn't have the heart to crush him about his disastrous pancakes so he just sucked it up, poured some maple syrup that was placed next to him on the pancakes, and cut off a piece using a knife and fork. It might not be that bad.
Taking a bite, Jacob let his taste buds linger on the overly sweet slightly undercooked piece as his teeth crunched on a few small pieces of egg shell.
Ok, it was that bad.
"Good huh?" Emmett asked completely oblivious to the fact that Jacob had yet to swallow. "I know it's a little burnt but to me that's just added flavor."
Jacob's eyebrow arched in disbelief at Emmett's reasoning, while trying to not give notice to the fact that he still had food in his mouth. Emmett looked at Jacob's facial expression and then down at the area around his plate when suddenly it hit him.
"Shit, I forgot to ask you what you wanted to drink," Emmett said as he headed towards the refrigerator. As soon as Emmett turned his back, Jacob quickly opened up his napkin and spit out the contents, wrapping the napkin up and putting it in the drawer in front of him. "What are you in the mood for?"
"Um… I don't know. What you have?" Jacob asked as he waited for Emmett to start calling out beverage options before opening up a bunch of other napkins and putting the remainder of the pancakes in the center of it, wrapping it up before putting it in same drawer as the other stuffed napkin. By the time Emmett was finished talking and turned around to look at him, Jacob quickly pretended to be chewing the last bit of his pancakes before fake swallowing. "Yeah, let me get water."
Emmett stared at Jacob's suddenly empty plate in astonishment. How the fuck he eat that fast?
"Well shit, I thought I ate fast," Emmett said with a puzzled look as he went to get Jacob a glass of water. Jacob just struggled as he waited for his water to come.
From then on, things started moving quicker. After Jacob watched Emmett wolf down his disgusting pancakes, they both finished their waters and headed out. Emmett really wanted to go to Times Square but Jacob insisted that it'd be better to go at night so they opted to visit the other boroughs. Taking the subway, instead of using Jacob's black Camry because Emmett just had to know what it was like to ride the trains, headed for the Bronx first to check out Yankee Stadium. After getting off the number 4 train and exiting out of the station, Emmett looked at the stadium to the left and then at the stadium to the right wondering why there were two. Jacob explained about the team putting together the money to have the second one built leaving the other one obsolete. Emmett thought this was bullshit and that the first stadium was just fine. At this point, Emmett no longer cared for the Bronx so they headed for Queens.
Once arriving to Queens, Emmett wanted Jacob to take him to where Eddie Murphy filmed his movie, Coming to America. Jacob had no idea where that was and wasn't even sure the movie even filmed any of the scenes in Queens like the storyline was said to. Emmett quickly lost interest in Queens at this point so they headed for Brooklyn.
Emmett just had to go to Bed-Stuy, not Bedford Stuyvesant like Jacob tried to correct him but Bed-Stuy, because his favorite female rapper just so happened to be Lil Kim and he wanted to know if all the stuff she said about Brooklyn in her Lighter's Up song were true. Jacob, after practically laughing in his face, agreed to take him over there because apparently, Emmett was dead serious. Jacob watched Emmett in amusement as his new fuckhot friend strolled the streets of Brooklyn, watching him tense up looking at everyone as if at any moment someone was going to run up on him and shoot him.
There was nothing Jacob could do but shake his head and continue on along, stopping at McDonald's so he could grab a quick bite as Emmett stared at him in amazement at the fact that Jacob could still be hungry after the breakfast he made. Once finished, they headed back towards the subway when Emmett was suddenly stopped by a half naked big breasted hooker in route. Emmett, who got excited by this encounter, had Jacob take a picture of him with the hooker as a souvenir. All in all, Emmett didn't mind his venture to Brooklyn but felt the people there needed to lighten up because it wasn't that serious. Jacob left him alone with that one as they headed back on the train to go to Staten Island.
Emmett didn't know much about Staten Island and wasn't too thrilled about going until Jacob informed him about the Ferry Boat ride you have to take to get over there. All through the boat ride, Emmett kept shouting how he was the king of the world while they stood out front on the deck letting the wind hit their faces. Jacob, thinking this was too funny, started taking pictures of Emmett on his phone laughing as he did it. They finally reached Staten Island but with Jacob's lack of knowledge of what's good to do there and Emmett's lack of interest period of the island, they ended up turning right back around and headed for the boat after only five minutes of figuring it out. Emmett figured if he was to go to Staten Island again sometime in the future, then it'll be because of the Ferry ride.
By the time they made it back to Manhattan, the sun went down and so Jacob finally took Emmett to Times Square. The streets were extra crowded and Emmett was simply awe struck at all of the flashing lights and huge billboards that surrounded the area. Walking along 7th avenue, they took in the sights of the ESPN Zone, Hard Rock Café, and Bubba Gump Shrimp in which the idea of eating seafood practically made their mouths water so they headed inside and went upstairs to the main seating area. There was already a line, like it always is at Bubba Gump's, so Jacob took pictures of Emmett doing bizarre poses while seating on the prop bench they had on the side against the wall that was a replica of the bench that Forest Gump sat on in the movie when telling his story to a bunch of strangers. Once they moved up in the line and was taken to their table, they looked over the menus the waiter gave them as Emmett settled on getting a 'Boat Trash' which consisted of fried fish, lobster claws, and shrimp on top of a pile of fries served in a tin bucket and fake newspaper lining and Jacob settled on the 'Accidental Shrimp', a meal that used to be found on the menu but for some reason was 'accidentally' taken off, hence the name, and the only way you'd ever know about the meal is if the waiter mentions it.
After wolfing down the food, Jacob and Emmett split the fare and headed out of the restaurant looking around. It was going on 10 o'clock and Jacob was all out of ideas on where to take Emmett. He was ready to call it a night until he heard Emmett speak up.
"You took me all around but I'm curious about something! Where do you hang out to have fun? And by you, I mean you personally and not representing the overall New Yorker," Emmett asked loud enough to be heard in spite of the noisy crowd of people walking around them.
"My hang out spots are more downtown but it's been a while since I partied," Jacob replied just as loud as they continued to walk the crowded streets of Times Square.
"Oh yeah? Then come on! Show me! I could use a good party," Emmett said with enthusiasm as they stopped to cross the street, waiting for the light to change or for the cars to stop long enough to pass.
Jacob looked over at Emmett with uncertainty. His hang out spots were of the gay variety. He knew Emmett was comfortable around him being gay but he wasn't sure how Emmett would handle a room full of gay men, especially when looking as fuckhot as he did.
"Em, I don't know about that! All of my hang out spots are either gay bars or gay clubs! If you want, we could check out some of the straight bars around the way," Jacob suggested as they continued to walk.
"I already know about straight bars! I've been to plenty in my lifetime so I'm good! What I've never been to was a gay bar or gay club for that matter! I want you to take me to a club with the most stereotypes! I want to see fucking angel wings and glitter! I want to see leather with the fucking collars in shit. I want to hear Madonna playing in the background and… and… I want to go to the bathroom and see at least ONE glory hole! And a back room… they gotta have a back room and I want to see what they really do back there!"
Jacob arched his eyebrow looking over at Emmett, not sure if he should be offended or laugh. He chose the latter because he had to admit, in every gay club or bar he's been to; he's encountered at least one of those stereotypes.
"Ok then, let's go! We're going to Splash!"
Flagging a yellow taxi, Jacob held the door for Emmett to go in before getting in himself. Giving the driver the address, Jacob sat back and chit chatted with Emmett as they rode further downtown to 17th street where the Splash Bar, which could also pass for a club or lounge, was located. The line was pretty long when the taxi pulled up in front of the place as Jacob and Emmett watched a row of topless tightly muscled men standing in line chatting with each other. After splitting the cost of the ride and getting out, Jacob saw the 'Shower Party' sign up front, which explained the men in line.
"You're going to need to take off your shirt," Jacob told Emmett looking at the eye candy waiting on line.
"For what?"
"Because it's a Shower Party tonight," Jacob said as if it was obvious. "When they have Shower Parties, you can't get in with a shirt on." Jacob looked over at Emmett for any signs that he may want to back out. "You still want to do this?"
Emmett never answered. Instead, he took his wife-beater off and hung it from his back pocket. The line of men instantly took notice to Emmett and his beautifully chiseled chest as they eye fucked him three ways from Thursday making passes and yelling out noises trying to get his attention. Emmett ignored their advances focusing more on why Jacob was walking towards the entrance instead of walking towards the back of the line. Before approaching the bouncer, Jacob took off his shirt and hung it from his back pocket.
"Felix! What's going on? Long time no see," Jacob greeted the bouncer as Felix looked over at Jacob in shock.
"Jake! You beautiful bastard, come here and show me some love," Felix said taking Jacob in his arms and hugging him tight. Emmett arched an eyebrow at how Felix's fingers seemed to caress the curves in Jacob's back massaging lightly in small circles as he held Jacob tightly against his chest. Watching this display of affection, Emmett didn't know what to make of it. He silently wondered if all gay men were sensual with each other or if 'Jake' and this guy Felix might've had a thing going on in the past.
"So where you've been?" Felix asked finally letting go of Jacob.
"I've been taking a break from the scene," Jacob answered looking down and then back up again. "Just been working and keeping busy… so anyway, what about you? How's everything been going with you and Demetri?"
"We're great! In fact two months from now, we will be on our way to be getting married! We didn't send the invites yet but consider yourself invited. It's going to be at the Botanical Gardens. His idea, not mine. I'm going to send you the details."
"Cool, consider me there! I'm real happy for you two. You guys been through a lot so I'm glad to see you two still holding on," Jacob said with appreciation as the sound of Emmett's oh so subtle throat clearing reached the ears of Jacob and Felix. Looking over Jacob's shoulder, Felix admired the specimen behind him.
"Who's the hottie?" Felix asked giving Jacob the 'slut, I know you didn't just come to the club without your man' look. "How's Edward?"
Jacob smiled at Felix knowing what he was trying to do.
"It's not that kind of party Felix," Jacob put out making himself clear. "This is Emmett. He's new to the city. He and his WIFE moved next door. I was just showing Emmett the sites."
"I'm sure," Felix said still looking over Emmett. Jacob could say whatever he wanted because Felix knew there was no way in hell he would let Demetri be anywhere near a guy looking like Emmett, gay, straight, or otherwise. "So how's Edward and does he know about this new neighbor?"
"Yes he does, it's not a big deal. Edward's fine," Jacob said wanting to change the subject. Was it really so far fetch to have a non-sexual friendship with a fuckhot guy? "Anyway, I'll check you later Felix."
Jacob gave Felix a quick hug before Felix stood to the side and let him and his 'friend' enter the bar. As soon as they stepped inside, they were surrounded by half naked men, some of which were wearing colorful spray paint designs and glitter on their chest, grinding into each other as techno music blared from the sound system speakers. Emmett, who's never actually witnessed in person two men together intimately, stood there shocked. Mouth open and all. Looking up on the stage ahead, there were a row of naked men in very thin g-strings dancing under a shower of water. Topless men walked back and forth around him, some wearing leather pants with collars that had chains attached to them as a guy in front of them pulled the chain for them to follow. Emmett stared at them wide eyed knowing he was completely out of his element. He didn't realize that Jacob had continued on walking without him into the crowd until a hand from behind squeezed his ass.
"Don't fucking touch me!" Emmett shouted spinning around to see who did it. Over ten men looked right back at him amusingly yet none of them came forth about the grabbing. Emmett needed to find Jacob. He walked into the direction of where he seen him go. Random men whispered sexual favors in his ears as he passed causing him to look back at them in disbelief. Some of these guys were kinky as fuck! One guy wanted to spank him. Some other guy wanted to be spanked by him. Another guy offered to deep throat him right there on the dance floor, and this one guy wanted to suspend him in mid air so he could fuck him while flogging him! What the fuck? Eventually, Emmett ended up in front of the bathroom as he proceeded with caution going inside. As he went inside, he was slightly disappointed. Jacob was nowhere to be found and the two stalls that were in there didn't contain a glory hole. Whatever, he stepped back out and headed towards the bar. Ordering two vodka's on rocks, Emmett downed them quickly and looked out into the crowd. Looking closely, Emmett spotted Jacob making his way over towards him.
"Where did you go?" Jacob shouted over the loud music leaning close into Emmett's ear. "I turned around and didn't see you!"
"Yeah, I know!" Emmett shouted back into Jacob's ear. "Some dude grabbed my ass back there! Don't leave me alone in here! You wouldn't believe the shit they want to do to me! I don't need anyone trying to mess with me so if anyone asks, we're together!"
Jacob looked over at Emmett in disbelief but figured it was the best course of action. Emmett had a 90% chance of not being messed with if they knew he came with somebody. And since Jacob didn't want any unwanted attention either, which he's been known to receive, it could work in his favor as well. Signaling the bartender, Jacob ordered up a couple of glasses of E & J Brandy while Emmett ordered a couple of more glasses of vodka. After downing who knows how many drinks, Jacob and Emmett felt nice enough to hit the dance floor. The place was hot from all of the men packed in together like sardines but that didn't stop Jacob from leading Emmett to the center of the dance floor. There really wasn't much room to dance but Jacob made it work moving his hips seductively to the beat with Emmett moving his arms in the air moving right along with him. Letting the music take over him, Jacob closed his eyes and moved his arms above his head as he turned his back towards Emmett and swayed to the music.
More and more Jacob and Emmett started feeling the drinks they had earlier. The crowd began to shift causing Emmett to press into Jacob's back wrapping an arm around Jacob's stomach for support. Loving the way Emmett molded into him, Jacob leaned back into Emmett swaying his hips slowly and grinding back against his crotch. Emmett was a little too intoxicated to care about Jacob's movements as he leaned into him holding Jacob tighter against his chest as he closed his eyes and buried his nose in the curve of Jacob's neck, inhaling deeply.
"God, you smell good," Emmett growled losing himself in the smell and feel of Jacob. His actions were without thought. He moved based on instinct. All he knew at that moment was that Jacob felt amazing in his arms. And his scent! God, Jacob's been out all day yet he still smelt like crisp fresh soap. Straight out of the shower! Emmett allowed himself to run his fingers along the curves of Jacob's chest. He was so soft to the touch. This was the first time ever Emmett has ever caressed another man. Suddenly, Felix holding Jacob the way he was earlier, even after finding out he was getting married, was not at all odd to him. He spent all of his life having to make sure he didn't invade another guy's space or let a hug linger too long all because he was told growing up that guys are not supposed to show affection towards one another. Holding Jacob in his arms like this, without having to worry about being judged or having crazy labels attached to him, felt freeing.
Wanting to look at Emmett's face, Jacob turned around and looked into those ice blue eyes. Neither one said a word as Emmett wrapped his arms around Jacob's waist holding him close to his chest as Jacob ran his fingers through Emmett's short curly hair. Jacob felt hot all over. Being this close to Emmett and feeing his body pressed up against his own was causing Jacob's cock to stir. They swayed slowly together no longer moving to the beat of the techno. All they could do was feel. Emmett pressed his forehead against Jacob's. Slowly but surely, their noses began to touch. They both closed their eyes as bit by bit, their lips moved closer together. Their lips were so close Jacob could feel the heat radiating from Emmett's plump lips. Jacob wanted this so badly. He tilted his head slightly for Emmett to have a better angle when…
"Jacob! I thought that was you!" a southern accent shouted causing both Jacob and Emmett to pause as they suddenly became a lot more sober, separating from each other quickly. Jacob, clearing his throat to distract himself from what he almost let happened, turned around to the sight of Jasper Whitlock, Edward's colleague. Great.
"Hey Jasper!" Jacob tried to show some enthusiasm but it fell a little flat. "What are you even doing here? Aren't you supposed to be working on that murder case with Edward?"
"I still am working on it but you see, I started dating this cute little twink I met over a month ago and since I wanted some uninterrupted time with him, I took my week vacation starting today. I needed the break anyway. But enough about me how's everything with you? I see you're here with somebody. I'm Jasper, by the way," Jasper said extending his hand out for Emmett to shake.
"Emmett," he replied shaking Jasper hand. "Friends of Jacob's."
"I see," Jasper said looking over at Emmett with suspicion. "I've never heard of you. How'd you guys meet?"
Jacob rolled his eyes at Jasper's line of questioning.
"Look ok, Emmett and his wife just moved into our building and I agreed to show Emmett around. No, this is not a date I'm on and yes, Edward knows about it so if you'll excuse us," Jacob said as he took Emmett's hand and led them out of the bar.
After flagging a taxi, Jacob and Emmett sat in silence each deep in their own thoughts. They were still pretty intoxicated but the realization of what almost transpired hung heavily in the air. Pulling up in front of their building, they both split the cost of the fare before getting out and heading inside. They still didn't say anything to one another as they got into the elevator and got off on their floor. It wasn't until they both got to their doors and looked over at each other before Emmett broke the silence.
"Sweet dreams Jacob," Emmett said softly looking a little lost and confused.
"You too," Jacob responded before they both unlocked their doors and headed inside.
The apartment smelled of burnt chicken and rice. That was odd. Rushing into the kitchen, Jacob saw a pot of burnt undercooked rice on the stove and some dried up slightly burnt chicken in a glass dish pan in the oven. He knew he never left any food cooking this morning before leaving out so that left only one possibility. Edward, for the life of him, tried to cook. Walking out of the kitchen, Jacob headed down the hall to the bedroom where Edward lied asleep peacefully wearing a pair of blue pajama pants in bed. Jacob smiled at the sight as he sat on the bed in front of Edward and gently woke him up.
"Love?" Edward said groggily as he squinted his eyes from the moonlight that was shining down on his body. "What time is it?"
"It's after midnight," Jacob responded running his fingers through Edward's hair. "I see you cooked."
"I wanted to surprise you," Edward revealed looking down. "I got off of work early so I thought I'd make dinner for you. I tried to stay up but I didn't realize how late you'd be. Food came out poorly. I wouldn't eat it if I were you. I'm a little upset about it. I was trying to make this night perfect."
"It is perfect Edward," Jacob said looking at the tired lines on Edward's face. "Thank you."
"You're welcome," Edward answered running his fingers along Jacob's face. He wondered why Jacob looked so sad in his eyes. "Is everything alright Love?"
Jacob swallowed the lump in his throat letting his close proximity with Emmett in the bar wash away from his thoughts.
"Of course it is, Babe," Jacob replied with a slight smile. "I just need to hold you right now."
Edward nodded as he and Jacob took off the remainder of their clothes, throwing them on the floor before Jacob got on the bed and spooned Edward from behind, wrapping himself into his warmth. Jacob smiled closing his eyes as he prepared his body for sleep. But right before Jacob could fully go to sleep; Edward spoke up briefly before drifting off.
"Sweet dreams, Jacob."
Jacob's eyes shot up at hearing those words as the smile he had on his face suddenly faded away because he knew what would happen if you closed his eyes after hearing those words.
He would dream of Emmett.
So, what did you think? I'm curious to see how many of you are Team Edward or Team Emmett;-) At least as far as this story is concerned. Review my lovely readers!