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A/N: So I wanted to publish this chapter on my birthday this Monday, but somehow I couldn't... Hmm. But here it is, and so you know this chapter has a slight different mood. Somewhat smut alert, so people who rather not read that, don't! Anyways, at the end things are going to be in line with Eclipse again. And I hope you guys are prepared for that! And with that I hope you will enjoy the chapter and review :) I love to hear things :D Enjoy!
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Show Me Your Teeth
I wasn't really sure how the both of us ended up like this. All I knew was that I was incredibly aroused. It was a like a fire, a fire that spread itself and made me yearn for more. The fact I was in Rhea Ferris's bathroom during her graduation party, with an almost naked Paul was just something I liked and that liking increased by the second. I pushed myself closer to Paul and my hands ran over his bare back. His warm hands were currently on the back of my thighs as he suddenly picked me up. I quickly wrapped my legs around his waist and his lips sought out mine. I pressed myself eagerly against him, wanting to feel, to touch more of him and Paul didn't object.
Paul's hand ran up knee and his hand breached my panties. His lips ran down my throat and I realized I was breathing heavily, but so was he. I quickly worked on removing my shirt but I was incredibly uncoordinated and I fell against Paul. His laughter filled up the bathroom. I glared at him as he smiled at me amused.
"Oh shut up!" I told him. Although there was a smile on my face as well. I couldn't help it. It was sort of funny.
"Someone's eager." He commented as he helped me discard my shirt. I just raised my arms.
"Can you blame me." I responded cheekily. Paul smirked as he put his hand on the back of my neck pulling me closer for a kiss. I loved his lips and I couldn't help but eagerly respond as his mouth begged me for more. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pushed myself closer to his chest. His hot skin pressed against mine.
We moved great together. I couldn't deny that, maybe it was because of the imprint bond. Or maybe it just was because we had brilliant chemistry and we both knew what we wanted from each other, and we were able to provide that. Whatever it was, no one could say we didn't know how to move. Paul's hand moved down to the small of my back cupping me from behind when suddenly I heard a knock on the door. Paul groaned and his lips pulled away from mine.
"Go away!" I yelled. The only reason I was this bold was because I was slightly intoxicated. Paul arrived later on the party and I had indulged quite a few drinks, and since I was an obvious lightweight it was hilarious I chose to react this way. Paul rested his face against my bare shoulder and I pulled off my heel and threw it against the door. I felt him smile against my shoulder.
"Sorry Jules." I heard Seth's apologetic voice. The worst part was that I was somewhat embarrassed but I couldn't react upon it. So I settled for ignoring Seth.
"I knew you were a lightweight Jules, but you sure turn me on like this." I smiled and bit my lip while I raised my eyebrows.
"It's not my fault." I defended. "You're the one that made me wait. Aren't women supposed to be late?" Paul rolled his eyes and his hot hands settled on my waist. Another surge of hot fire ran through me and I tried to refrain myself from jumping at Paul again.
"Well, if you're going to be like this every time I'm late I'll be sure to make it a habit." I smacked his arm before pulling him into another kiss. My lips were swollen but I was glad to pay that price if Paul kept kissing me like that.
"Guys! Come on!" Seth slammed his fist a few times against the door and I sighed pulling away from Paul.
"Don't move." I told him and I tried to get off the counter. Stumbling as I realized I was only wearing one heel. I smiled sheepishly at Paul who just stared at me. I took that as an encouragement to continue. I moved to the door and quickly unlocked it before opening it.
The beats of the music immediately penetrated my eardrums and I glared at Seth who was standing in the doorway. Behind him stood Summer who was glaring at Seth as well. Seth glanced at my attire before I could even realize I was only dressed in my waist-high black skirt and one heel. Seth guffawed and opened the door completely to see Paul without a shirt.
"I'm sorry Jules. I told him to leave you guys alone." Summer apologized. "I told you they were fine. Besides, we should be doing that as well. But instead of that, you're being some stupid chaperone." Summer crossed her arms in front of her chest and Seth stared at me before he finally said something. Maybe he was too befuddled to react?
"Sam called." Seth said and I understood his persistence. Paul appeared behind me shielding me from the curious gazes some other students gave me. Could you blame them?
"So?" I protested. "I'm sure you guys are allowed to have a night off, right?" Paul ignored me and pushed me behind him. I glared at his bare back and decided to get dressed. It seemed I wasn't going to get some tonight. And I was looking forward to it!
"Idiot." I breathed out and I picked up my shirt that was located in the bathtub. How it got there, I didn't know. I got in the tub when my heel clad foot slipped as I managed to turn the shower on. I shrieked as the cold water sprayed me under, because of the shock I had trouble getting back on my feet and since I kept slipping I was still on my back in the tub with my feet dangling outside.
"Jules!" Paul turned off the water and I looked at him through bleary eyes filled with water. I cursed a few times when he suddenly started to laugh.
"Shut up!" I hissed pointing my finger at him. He grabbed my arm and pulled me on my feet. My other foot stuck in my wet shirt. "Shit, shit, shit."
"Come on, I'll help you." Paul said, trying to hide the ridiculous smile. This was so embarrassing. I suppose the cold water sobered me up a bit because instead of laughing I felt like crying. I glared at Paul and the others who laughing just as hard as Paul before and quickly pulled myself out of the tub. I slipped off my heel, now my feet were equally horizontal, and grabbed my shirt and wringed it out.
"Let's go." I said, my mood had taken a turn for the worst and Paul looked at Seth who shrugged. I quickly slipped on the wet shirt before I collected my heels.
"Oh come on, Jules." Paul said as I ignored him and walked out of the bathroom. "It was funny, how could I not laugh."
"Hilarious Paul." I retorted and I moved to the exit through the crowd as people looked at me with amused looks on their faces. As soon as I was outside I shivered. I turned around to see Paul in his dry shirt. I pursed my lips and crossed my arms as another cold breeze shook me. It was supposed to get a bit warmer. Summer was about to start.
"Baby, come on." Paul grabbed my arms and even though I wanted to recoil his hot skin did really feel good. "I'm sorry." I looked at him and Paul looked genuinely sorry. His brown eyes were focused on mine although I could see them wander a bit south.
"Paul, baby." I said sweetly. "My face is here." I said pointing at my face. "Not there! So if you apologise at least pretend you mean it." I snapped and I pushed Paul away. I could hear Summer laugh as Seth tried to shush her. I raised my hands in the air.
"Thanks for your support Summer." I said scathingly but Summer just kept on laughing. "Great, so what are we going to do now?"
"Waiting for Jared and Kim." Seth replied with a straight face. "They're going to be here in a second."
"And then you're going to go to Sam?" I asked. Paul shook his head. "Why did he call you then?"
"We're going to meet him around three." I looked at my watch. It was just before midnight."
"For what?" I demanded. I looked at Paul and Seth but they just shrugged. "What?"
"I'll tell you when we get home. Why don't we get you into some warm clothes?" Paul said trying to distract me. I let him. "Seth, I'll meet you tonight. I'm going to take Julie home."
"Yeah, sure." Seth and Summer waved at me and I gave them a small wave. Still slightly miffed about the fact they were laughing at me not a minute ago.
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"I can't believe you forgot your keys." Paul hissed as he pulled me back to his car.
"I'm sorry." I apologised. "But I was sort of busy."
"With what?" He asked incredulously. I gaped, I couldn't remember. I groaned, maybe I shouldn't have drunk that much punch. I leaned against Paul as my sense of equilibrium was slightly affected.
"Just like I thought." He looked down at me. "Jules, if you can't handle liquor that well why did you drink it?"
"I didn't hear you complain a half an hour ago." I responded sourly. I saw his skin darken although it was hard to see at night, I was satisfied I affected him like that.
"Yeah. Well. Still." He spluttered with words as he ran his hand through his hair. I pulled at his sleeve before pushing myself on my toes. With my heels I was able to whisper in his heels.
"I'm sorry." I apologised, sounding anything but sorry.
"That's okay." He whispered back as he put his hands on the small of my back. I rested my hands on his chest, fingering his buttons before I kissed his jaw.
"Are your parents home?" I asked, my voice lower than usual. He shook his head, speechless.
"Good."
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It was a good thing his parents weren't home. With the amount of noise the both of us were making I was sure it would've scared them. I could feel, yet again, the wall against my back as Paul pressed himself against me. His hard body pressed against mine was something I couldn't get enough of. I ran my hand over his taut muscles and Paul groaned into the kiss. I raised my hand and cupped his face as his ton begged for entrance. I opened my mouth slightly, granting him that. His hand went under my skirt and he cupped me from behind, lifting me up so I wouldn't have to crane my neck that much. I slipped off my heels instantly. They fell on the floor with a clatter.
I didn't care. I was glad we kept this confined to one room because I was sure his parents wouldn't appreciate it if they got home early. I pulled away from Paul since oxygen was a must and his lips trailed down my throat to my collar bone. As his lips kept dipping deeper I let my head roll back, giving him the freedom to roam freely.
"Did you shut the door?" I asked. Slightly out of breath. He grunted. I took that as a yes and I quickly pushed myself away from him so I could discard my shirt. Paul looked at me and did the same thing. This time we weren't in the mood for foreplay. We were perfectly able to undress ourselves. I reached to the clasp of my bra and quickly let it drop to the floor as Paul reached for me. I squealed but it turned into a moan and I felt his hard chest against mine.
I always felt vulnerable like this. Paul was the only one that had seen me like this and it has been a long time since we had been intimate like this. I was fairly anxious but what I saw in Paul's eyes assured me of one thing. He was in love with me and my worries paled in comparison with that.
I carefully traced his sharp jaw with my finger before I reached his lips. I tapped his nose before I leaned forward for a kiss. He obliged immediately. His lips roamed freely since he wasn't confided to just my lips. I felt him lift me up and lay me on the bed. His weight covering me immediately.
After that I was pretty much silent. I did feel his lips on me of course. The way his hands teased my breast, the way his lips trailed a path down my stomach. I bucked my hips far too often but I hated him teasing me like that and I reached down grabbing him as I quickly pushed off my panties. We moaned as he thrust inside, you can say euphoria filled us and the way our hips met each other during each thrust, the way our moans filled his room was prove enough.
As his weight covered me and both of us were sweating and breathing hardly. Trying to recover I couldn't help but think of the fact that the summer was arriving far too soon. If the summer was here it would mean that next semester was going to start soon enough as well and that meant I had to leave. I closed my eyes and Paul moved off me. I could feel his eyes on me. I turned my face to him. A slight sheen of sweat covered his taut body and I could see his every muscles.
"Hey." I whispered and he smiled. His hand lay on my stomach, his fingers teasing gently.
"I love you." He said and he moved his body closer to mine. I turned to my side and kissed his chin.
"I love you too." He smiled pushing strands of hair out of my face.
"At what time are you going to leave?" I asked remembering his meeting with Sam. I was slightly suspicious of their timing but I was sure it was either a secret or it was some silly patrol.
"Around three." I glanced at the clock. It was just after one." I smiled at him.
"We still have time." I said cheekily and I loved his grin as I moved one of my legs to the other side of him, straddling him. I put my hands on either side of him. His hands on my hips.
"I love the way your mind thinks." He retorted and I shut him up with another kiss. If I only had three months with him I was going to make it the most of it. Starting with tonight.
But on the other hand, I wasn't ready for what he had to tell me an hour later. I was still in bed, the sheets covering me as I watched Paul get dressed. I looked at his back. The way his muscles moved was something that fascinated me. Paul was strong. His back only could prove that. I pressed my lips together and moved to my stomach. My head laying on his pillow.
"When will you back?" I asked quietly.
"I don't know. Depends on how long Sam wants us there." Paul responded, choosing his words carefully. I frowned.
"Where is that exactly?" I asked, I wanted to know more. Paul shrugged.
"It's not important."
"Are you having some pack meeting?" I asked. Paul nodded and he sat down on the edge of his bed. He put his hand on my bare shoulder, rubbing circles.
"What is it about?" I pried. Paul sighed. He retracted his hand and leaned his elbows on his knees leaning forward as he looked at the floor. I frowned again and sat up straight, clutching the sheet against me.
"What's wrong?" I demanded. I put my hand on his shoulder. He glanced at me before cracking a small smile.
"You don't have to do that. I've seen it already." I rolled my eyes. I knew that. He had told me that before, but that was so not the point.
"Not the point." I responded blandly. "What's going on?" I felt dread fill me up and knots appeared in my stomach. It had to be serious if Paul got quiet himself.
"Twenty newborns are coming this weekend." I blinked.
"Twenty what?"
Paul sighed as he looked at me again. I could see something in his eyes and that scared me. "Paul, what do you mean?"
"Vampires Jules." I blinked again. Twenty newborn vampires were coming here this weekend.
"And you're going to fight them." I stated blankly. Paul sighed and nodded. My throat constricted and I stared at him, I wasn't sure what to say because there were so many things running through my mind. One thing that dominated over all of them. Fear.
I was scared shitless and with Paul not being able to comfort me it only made things worse. I pulled my knees against my chest trying to find my train of thoughts. Everything was spinning in circles and it was hard to pick out the sensible ones. I put my hand against my head.
"You're going to die." I choked and suddenly everything hit me. I pushed my lips together scrunching my eyes shut, tears escaped the corner of my eyes and they ran down my cheeks.
"I don't know." Paul said quietly.
"What do you mean, you don't know?" I demanded, suddenly angry. "You're going to fight twenty vampires! Why?"
"The pack isn't alone. The Cullens are going to help." Oh the Cullens are going to help, and I suppose that's going to make me feel better.
"Why would they?" I asked. I looked at Paul, craving answers.
"Because the vampires are after Bella." I blacked out. Bella. Bella.
"Then why don't they fix it themselves?" I almost screamed. "Just because Bella has the unfortunate luck attracting twenty vampires doesn't mean you have to put your own life on the line."
"Jules, it's not that simple. Those vampires killed our people as well. Besides, Jake-"
"Screw Jake!" I interrupted. I breathed loudly before I couldn't hold the tears inside of me. They were blurring my sights and I put my hand in front of my mouth. What was I going to do?
"I can't believe it." I murmured softly and Paul turned around again and he crushed me against his chest. Lifting me up, sheets and all, as he settled me in his laps. I rested my head in the crook of his neck. I couldn't do anything but cry.
"They're coming in two days." I said. The sobs slowly dissolving, the tears however, kept coming.
"Yes." He wrapped his arm tighter around me and I took another shaky breath.
"You'll be fine." I told him. I was trying to convince myself. Even though I knew that the chances were slim. Because him not returning at all was a possibility. And I wasn't sure whether I could live with that possibility hanging above my head. It was like a knife.
It was silly to think that just an hour ago I was worrying about being separated from Paul because of the distance whereas I should've known that there was a more permanent separation.
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