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Puppet Master

BPOV

He looked so beautiful whilst he slept. I propped myself up on my arm to watch his face. His skin was so pale it was almost translucent. I could see his eyes moving under his closed eyelids making his eyelashes flutter as they sat against his cheeks. I couldn't believe this god had put his mouth over my throbbing groin only twenty minutes ago. My lips had been wrapped around his impressive cock and I had made him shoot into my mouth not long after. The he had said he loved me.

Life is good.

My mind couldn't process the magnitude of his breathless statement. I'd heard stories of men declaring this at the moment of ejaculation when it isn't true. We barely knew each other so the mythical L word wasn't something I thought either of us were feeling. He hadn't reacted or watched me for my own reaction when the words tumbled out of his mouth so I chose to ignore it.

I love you only counts when your rock hard penis hasn't just been in my mouth Edward Cullen.

He had slipped a pair of pyjama bottoms on and tossed me a shirt before bundling me up into his strong arms, pulling me so tight into his body like he was afraid I was going to leave if he let me go. Little did he know I was going nowhere.

Ever.

I was tempted to wake him up. I was aching to have him inside me, I wanted his body to move against mine. It would probably hurt but I wouldn't care. For all intents and purposes I was a virgin, the few minutes Mike Newton had been inside me didn't count, I was pretty sure he hadn't even done it properly.

Mike Newton. He was going to pay. I hope Edward broke his jaw. Maybe Emmett and Jasper continued to kick the shit out of him when they took him outside. For someone so goddam gentle and sweet Jasper sure shocked the hell out of me tonight. He was so reluctant to stop Edward, so honest about his desire to not stop him. Newton had taken a low blow when Emmett had Edward pinned back, the evidence of which was the violent looking bruise spreading along Edward's abdomen.

I had tried to be outraged and pissed off about him not being around when I arrived. But the way in which he came to my sudden rescue so animalistic and furious made it impossible. He had made it very clear that he was sorry for not being there and I couldn't hold it against him. Particularly after he had taken more than a couple of hits himself.

Other bruises were starting to show across his torso, made only more vivid against his pale skin. My fingers trailed gently across them, tracing the outlines of the almost black marks. His stomach tensed under my touch, my eyes flicked to his face and a lazy grin was appearing across his mouth but his eyes remained shut. He could be faking sleep; I wouldn't put it past him.

"Are you awake?" My voice was soft, reluctant to wake him if he was genuinely asleep. Something escaped his throat but there was nothing else.

This was the perfect opportunity to check out his music.

I hadn't taken in his room earlier, I'd noticed the mess, you'd have to be blind not to notice the mess. Underwear was thrown across the floor and I wished mine was strewn along with it. Is that weird? Books and unfinished course work littered any and all surfaces, there was a scroll of music paper with what looked like a hastily written arrangement but I couldn't tell. I'm musically retarded.

The walls were the same soft cream that adorned the rest of the house, lending a calm comfort to the room. The rugs were the same blue as my top was with matching drapes swinging across the masses of glass along the majority of one wall.

Thank god they had been shut when we were getting freaky earlier.

The walls were mostly bare except for the framed Dali prints. I didn't take him for a surrealist. Interesting. This was better than checking out his fridge.

I tip toed over to the CD racks to have a decent nosey at them. I'd really have to get a look at his ITunes to know what he listened to the most, but I guessed the CD's at the top of the rack were newest. I was surprised how close his collection was to my own. Maximo Park? Excellent. The British band was one of my favourites. Kings of Leon? Any music lover had Kings of Leon in their collection. Ray LaMontagne? Sexy.

Impressive.

I hadn't even registered what CDs he had in the fridge downstairs. Checking he was still asleep I hauled on my jeans with as little noise as possible, even though I had to jump up and down to manage the epic feat.

Shit.

I'm surprised that didn't wake him, it sounded like a herd of elephants pounding on the floor.

I slipped through the door and padded down the stairs. Music was still playing but the background noise of teenagers getting drunk was gone. I didn't know what time it was but it didn't feel late. Plastic cups littered around the walls, thrown down to the floor when they had served their purpose. The place was a mess. It was worse than my room and that was saying something.

No one was to be found except the bartenders standing bored behind the bar, one of them smiled at me and I wandered over.

"Hey, what's your name then?" He smiled at me, his eyes appraising my outfit.

"Bella. Where is everyone?" My eyes continued to scan the room.

"I'm Moss." He took my hand in his and shook it lightly. "Did you find your dignity then?" He raised an eyebrow at Edward's shirt, pulling it tightly shut I threw him a sneering look before he answered my question. "There was a bit of a commotion so everybody headed home. The guy who lives here is through there." He pointed through to the kitchen and I smiled in thanks as I walked away from him.

Emmett, Alice, Jasper and Rosalie were sitting in the massive wooden chairs that stood around the large dining table. They stopped talking when I walked in and Alice threw herself at me, hugging me tightly.

"Bella! Are you ok?"

"Yup, fine." I laughed as I prised her steel grip from around my waist.

The others were looking at me with obvious concern except Rosalie who was raising an eyebrow and smirking at me as she noticed Edward's shirt on me.

"What happened to the party?" Moving across to the table I took one of the seats beside Jasper. Alice sat herself down next to me and took my hand in hers.

"Kicking a guys crumpled ass tends to be a bit of a party killer." Emmett informed me from across the table.

"I'm so sorry Emmett." I was sorry. I was so ashamed that I had managed to get myself into that kind of situation. Yet again I had to be saved. When would there be a day when I didn't need to be saved by someone? I couldn't tell the future, but I was pretty sure it was a long way off.

"Don't apologise, it wasn't your fault." He shook his head and looked at me like I was stupid.

"Nice shirt by the way." Jasper quirked an eyebrow at me with a grin.

"I was cold." I said quickly, my face burning. "What happened after you took him up the stairs?" I countered, trying desperately to change the subject.

"Jasper took care of it."

"What does that mean?" Frowning I looked from one face to the other. "You didn't do anything stupid did you?" Scenarios galloped through my head, images flashed behind my eyes. Jasper's fist pounding repeatedly down onto Newton's lifeless face. Jasper digging a hole out past the river at the bottom of the garden. Jasper rolling a body into a shallow grave.

I'm an exaggerating fool.

"Don't, Bella, I can see what you are thinking, it wasn't like that." Jasper laughed at the expression on my face. "I merely punched him a few times because I've wanted to for years."

"Right. Emmett?"

"Hmmm?" The expression on his face was one of studied innocence. I didn't trust it.

"What did you do?"

"I'm insulted by the accusation, Bella. I thought you knew me better than that."

"Emmett?!"

"Nothing. I did nothing. I yanked him out of the house and threw him down onto the ground but that's it. Jeez Bella, learn suspicion from your dad did you?" Relief. That's what I felt when he told me that. "Besides, he was too beat up after Edward and Jasper. I'll wait until he is mostly healed and then I'll make him pay."

Groaning I rested my head onto the table. I couldn't let anyone get into trouble for this. I knew that Mike would never let it go, and when his parents saw the state the boys left him in they would be insistent on the truth. I could just picture Charlie coming up to the Cullen house to arrest the Cullen children then swinging round to Jasper's to arrest him.

"Please. Just please let it drop."

"He tried to rape you Bella." Alice struggled to say the word rape, her voice trembled over it but finally she finished her statement. "You have to tell Charlie."

"I don't believe he would have pushed it that far." That was a lie. "I can't tell Charlie now anyway, the three of you would be arrested for assault and battery."

"It was self defence." Rosalie claimed surely.

"If I had done it then yes, it would be self defence. You three doing it? Not so much."

"Shit."

EPOV

Bella Swan was fucking amazing. There was no doubt in my mind now that she was the most interesting, beautiful, intelligent and sexy woman I had ever had the privilege to meet. I had fallen asleep pretty fucking quickly after I came into her mouth, exhausted by not only the sex acts we had performed but by having a full on brawl with a guy who was bigger than me. I could only imagine it would be like having a fist fight with Emmett, only an Emmett weak from the flu or something.

I was barely aware of her fingers tracing along my torso, my stomach muscles tensing under her soft and caring touch. If she had continued I would have been awake and ready to fuck her hard. I knew that I would have to be gentle the first time my cock actually entered that soft and inviting Holy Grail, she had only been with Newton and I'm guessing the steroids he obviously consumed daily had resulted in shrunken man parts. She was to all intents and purposes still a virgin in my eyes and I was going to be the perfect gentleman.

I was going to make her cry my name.

Right.

Stop.

Can't keep thinking like this. I was getting uncomfortable in my pyjama bottoms as they tightened as I started to swell. I had been aware of her body pulling slowly away from mine and her light footsteps crossing the floor. Peeking out from under my eyelashes I spotted her looking at my CDs. There was a stupid grin on her face as she picked up my Maximo Park CD. Does she know who they are?

Interesting.

My mind wandered back to the moment Bella's lips wrapped around my head. She had brought me straight to the brink and I had moaned her name, warning her to move as I was about to shoot but she had kept on sucking. Then I had said I loved her.

Fuck.

I had said I loved her.

It had just poured out of me like my...never mind.

She hadn't said anything about it. Most girls would be asking me to repeat it. She maybe thought it was a swept up in the moment statement. Was it true? I was besotted with her, sure. Completely in lust with her certainly. Love her?

It was far too soon for that. Even though my heart does ache when she isn't around, my chest tightens when I think she is unhappy, I want to spirit her away from anything that might hurt her, I want to make her laugh, I want to kiss the small freckle underneath her eye every moment I am awake, I want her to tell me about every facet of herself.

Is that love?

How would I know?

My head hurts.

My eyelids drooped and eventually I drifted off to sleep, ignoring the dull aching when I breathed and the throbbing from my knuckles.

I couldn't have been asleep for longer than twenty minutes when my eyes snapped open and I realised that she was gone. Fucking gone. Where was she? She had been at my CDs the last time I was aware of her movements and then, once again, I had fallen asleep.

I really am a wanker.

I tumbled down the stairs to the living room where the party had been only a couple of hours ago. Now there all there was just a couple of bored bartenders obviously hacked off that they no longer had the chance to hook up with drunk high school seniors. Everyone was sitting at the kitchen table when I slapped barefoot into the room.

Alice looked up at me like I was some sort of all conquering hero but winced when she saw the extent of the bruises tattooing my torso. Emmett frowned deeply, looking like he was planning some sort of revenge and Jasper looked at me completely devoid of any dominant emotion. He looked like he was trying to calm everyone else with his tranquillity.

He always was kind of odd.

But that's the way we like him.

I sound like I'm in love with Jasper, never mind Bella.

"Are you in pain?" Asked Alice, her tinkling pixie voice full of concern for me.

"I'll live." I shot her a quick smile.

"Dude, you look like shit." Ah Emmett, always forgetting the tact.

"Thanks." I wanted Bella. Where was she? I didn't want to look even more whipped in front of the people I counted as friends and family, plus Rosalie, so I didn't ask. "What happened to the party?"

"Everyone went home after watching Jasper punch Newton's face for five minutes." Jasper looked up at me sheepishly and shrugged, like he was expecting me to react negatively.

"Seriously? Bet that was satisfying." His eyes flicked towards Alice before he answered, scared that the honest answer would transform him into some sort of monster. I watched the internal debate in his eyes before he realised that it would take a shit load more than that to make Alice regard him as anything other than the love of her life.

"Fuck yeah it was."

"Where is Bella?" I'd held out as long as I could and asked the question that had refused to stop doing circuits between the neurons in my brain. Jasper and Emmett smirked and rolled their eyes at me before Emmett handed over a twenty to Jasper.

"Told you, less than five minutes." Jasper declared triumphantly, pocketing the money as Alice smacked his arm with disgust.

"You boys are really mature, a real prime example to our underclassmen." I snorted.

"Downstairs Edward." Finally Rosalie answered my question. After shooting her a grateful look I descended the stairs into the room once again.

The first thing to hit me was the smell. It was some sort of carpet cleaner and it made my throat want to close. I really had to fight against turning round and running outside to where the air lives. Bella was on her hands and knees scrubbing at the floor. It was like the beginning of a really bad porn movie. I was the evil homeowner and she was my scrubbing wench.

Groan.

Down boy. Stop.

Think of naked Emmett after a long run.

That did it.

"Bella, what are you doing?" She jumped a little when I spoke, I didn't think I was stealthy but she was so involved in scrubbing the shit out the carpet that she hadn't heard me approach.

"Shit Edward. You scared me." She let out a nervous laugh.

"Sorry." What a tool I am. Of course me approaching her silently from behind in this room would make her jump. Jesus. I wonder about my mental capacity sometimes.

"That's ok." She flashed me a more genuine smile this time and my stomach flipped at the sight of it. I think I really am turning into a woman. Next thing you know I'll be sobbing in her arms and eating raw cookie dough and all the other clichéd kind of girlie things you see in bad teen movies.

"What are you doing?" Stepping forward I stroked the back of my hand across her cheek, unwilling to break the contact.

"There's blood." She grimaced, gesturing down to the floor with her eyes.

Blood.

On a white carpet.

Esme was going to fucking kill me.

"Blood? Shit." My hands dug deep into my hair as I thought out the options.

"Yeah, I'm surprised I haven't fainted yet. I don't have a high tolerance for blood."

"Could have fooled me when you were wiping it all off my face and knuckles upstairs." Her face flushed in a millisecond as I reminded her of what she had done to me in my bathroom, and then her eyes darkened infinitesimally as her mind wandered to what we had done in the bedroom.

"That was different." She informed me with a roll of her eyes, like I should really know better.

"It certainly was." Her hair was still in curls, but they were tied at the nape of her neck, my shirt only buttoned halfway up her body. Even the rubber gloves she wore were making me hot under the collar.

"Christ, look at your body." She breathed.

"Christ, look at yours." I replied.

"What?" A frown appeared on her prefect forehead and this time I reached out and smoothed it away with my finger tips. "I was talking about your bruises!"

"I was talking about your curves." Her face was suddenly aflame and she wouldn't look me in the eye. I was going to have to sort out this shyness shit.

My fingers had been inside her.

We were way past shy.

I took a step forward and pulled her against my body, letting her feel just how attracted I was to her. My fingers tipped her face up to mine. I stared into her eyes until I was dizzy before I slowly dropped my lips down to hers for a chaste kiss, stroking my fingers across the small of her back. When I let her lips go she gasped, making me smile against her neck before nipping it playfully.

"Come on, away from the blood." I hooked my arm under her knees, picking her up as she squealed with laughter. She felt as light as a feather in my arms, I didn't have to expend any effort as I walked us up the stairs, dropping a kiss onto her face and neck for every step we took.

She was slapping at my chest, forgetting the bruises and pain that it would cause me but I didn't care because she was in my arms, laughing and returning my kiss every time I went near her lips. I sat her down on the counter in the kitchen and her legs wrapped around me, locking at my ass and pulling my crotch harder into hers as I continued to kiss at her neck and collar bones.

"Mmmhmm." Emmett cleared his throat from the table making Bella hide her face in my chest. "I'm all for the new improved Edward, but I don't want to witness the foreplay." Turning my head I was greeted by four pairs of wide eyes swimming with laughter. Taking a deep breath I kissed Bella once more on the corner of her mouth before turning round, thankful she had stopped softly rubbing her groin against mine.

"We need to do something about the blood on the carpet downstairs before Carlisle and Esme come home." Emmett's eyes widened with fear.

The only thing in the world I have seen that scares Emmett is the look Esme has managed to perfect that conveys disappointment, fury and intense despair at her sons. I wasn't the biggest fan of it either, to be honest, but I was rarely on the receiving end of it. Emmett, as the more gregarious of us both, was usually the one to do something to deserve it.

"What happened to it?"

"Blood."

"Fucking Newton."

"To be fair, this is all on me. I was the one to start the fight down there." I reasoned.

"I think he was the one to start this fight Edward." Jasper growled, losing his carefully practiced calm.

"Do you think he will actually go to the police?" Asked Alice, worried about how this would come back to Jasper.

"He wouldn't risk it, too many questions about how it started." Bella replied from behind my back, her chin resting lightly on my shoulder, chest pressed into my back. Occasionally she would turn her head and kiss the spot on my neck where it met my shoulder sending shivers down my body as she breathed my scent in deeply.

I wanted her so much; just thinking about her in my shirt was sending the blood down to my groin.

They started talking quietly between themselves at the table as I luxuriated in Bella's kisses and close proximity. Turning back to face her I took her arms and wrapped them around my neck before letting her hair loose and burying my face deeply into it. Her breathing was heavy, matching my own.

"Where does Charlie think you are tonight?" I whispered into her ear.

"Staying at Alice's because he is down at the reservation." My lips started kissing along her jaw of their own volition. I was beginning to lose control of every part of me. It was a coup started by my subconscious with my limbs and lips following like inane puppets. Not that I could blame them. She felt and tasted so good that I was slowly hooking the rest of my body up to the strings.

Bella Swan is the puppet master of me.

"He isn't expecting you home then?" Her tongue pulled my earlobe into her mouth, nipping it gently before answering.

"Nope. He won't be home until Sunday anyway." I found my fingers sliding down to her ass, skimming across the curves softly as I pulled her closer to me. "I guess Alice and I had better go."

"What?!" I pulled back to stare at her face. She was leaving? Fucking stay. Every part of me wanted her to stay. It took me a second to figure out her teasing smile and raised eyebrows.

"Kidding. Just kidding." She laughed and pulled me back to her.

"Tease." Her warm breath was back on my neck and my shoulders relaxed.

"You looked like I had just killed your puppy." Sniggering filled my ear and I felt her body shake with laughter.

"It's not funny Bella."

"It really is. Jesus, like I would be leaving right now."

"You might have wanted to."

"I don't think my body would let me. My brain would be trying to make it leave and my body would be staging a coup." She giggled with the thought. Could she read my chuffing mind? I'd love to be able to read hers right about now. Knowing if she wanted to take it slow would maybe calm the raging hard on that I've developed being this close to her.

"You're a mystery to me Bella Swan." Smiling softly she leaned back into my neck to whisper in my ear.

"You're the only one who can solve me."

I love you.

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