A/N

OK, soooo, I know I said there would be a tissue alert – but – not this time! This is all fluff and smut And it shall probably remain like that in the next chapter too. I'll give you a warning before any angst and I promise that no matter what happens I want them all to have HEA too and HEA it will be.

Warnings: I don't even know why I put them anymore. If you're still reading, you already know.

This chapter is sponsored by letter F like fingering and… Fr333bird – with many thanks for doing the amazing beta-work for me and with a special dedication for her because she's all kinds of awesome! ;) Her J/E story "He who dares watches" is complete now – go and read!

This chapter was inspired by an old lullaby I sing to my kid. I've just noticed it is about a threesome O.o

OK, enough of ramblings, you want your porn and I have to deliver.

BPOV (yes – we're back to the lucky cow)

There was a king

There was a knight

And there was a princess

They lived among roses

Did not know the storms

That is for certain.

The king loved her

The prince loved her

They both loved her

The princess too

Loved them both

They all three loved each other.

But a horrible faith

A cruel death

Was meant for them

The king was eaten by a dog

The knight was eaten by a cat

The princess was eaten by a mouse.

But don't feel sorry for them

My sweet boy or girl

Because the king was made of sugar

The knight was made of gingerbread

And the princess was made of chocolate and marzipan.

"***"

When I came back from work Jasper was in the kitchen, trying to cook something - "trying" being the operative word.

"Hi, Jasper," I said as I took the spatula from his hand and stirred the suspicious-looking contents of the pan.

"Hi," he answered quietly.

He seemed down, or hungover, or both, so I took his hand in mine and made him turn to face me.

"You okay?" I asked, reaching to stroke his cheek.

"Yeah." He was avoiding my eyes.

"You don't seem to be."

"I'm sorry," he finally said.

"What for?"

"For everything. For fucking Edward when you weren't around, for fucking up our first proper dinner here, for making you cry. I never wanted to make you cry, Bella."

"I know, baby, it's not your fault. I was just confused, but I've had some time to think about it now and I'm figuring it all out."

I stood on my tiptoes to kiss him on the lips. He tasted like mint toothpaste and chocolate – sweet and warm and delicious. He parted his lips for me and deepened the kiss, licking my upper lip, and placed one hand on my back while cupping my cheek with the other one, bringing me closer to him. I felt a little lightheaded, as always while kissing Jasper, so I moved back to catch my breath.

I glanced at the stove to see the unidentified gunk in the pot was starting to burn.

"And don't worry about last night's dinner, we'll make up for it tonight. But…" I trailed off.

"But?"

"Um, I don't want to insult your cooking skills, but what exactly are you trying to make here?"

"I have no idea." He laughed as I took the pan from the stove to put it in the sink. Jasper grabbed my hips from behind and pressed his body against mine.

"So, we're okay then?"

"Oh yes," I said in a gasp, pushing my ass into him to feel his erection through our clothes. He started kissing my neck while I tilted my head a bit to give him better access. His hands slipped under my shirt and started stroking my belly, going up to trace the line of my bra, slipping just a fingertip underneath the cup and then roaming down again, pressed flat to my stomach.

"I'm so, so glad to hear it," he murmured in my ear, while his fingers kept sliding down under the waistband of my skirt and into my panties.

"We… are…" I didn't really know what I was going to say when I heard the front door opening and Edward shouting he was home.

"Oh, here you are," he said, entering the kitchen and smiling at us. He approached us, wrapped his arms around us both and kissed Jasper's cheek first and then mine. He was calm and cheerful but clearly tired – I guess he didn't sleep much last night as he was worried about Jasper.

"What are you cooking?" He peeked into the pot in the sink. "What is that?"

"My I'm sorry dinner?" Jasper explained somehow making it a question.

"That is a very, very bad apology then." He laughed while Jasper huffed in pretended annoyance. "But you smell good though," Edward added pecking Jasper's lips. "Like minty Nutella. Bet that's what you've been feeding yourself all day. Feel okay?"

"Yeah, I'm okay, bit hungover."

"I bet. Okay guys, I need a shower and I'll join you two in a bit. Can we order some Chinese or Thai instead though? I'm too tired and too hungry to cook now."

"I'm going to shower too," I said, unwrapping myself from Jasper's hug and following Edward. "Jasper, will you order the food?"

"***"

We were all sitting in the living room, with the boxes containing leftovers discarded on the coffee table. Edward was practically dozing with his head on the armrest of the couch, and his feet touching my hips. Jasper was on the floor, with my feet on his lap, rubbing them and smiling at the moaning sounds I was making to let him know that I was enjoying it. He moved his fingers up my leg, past my inner thigh, and dove under my skirt to stop at the panty-line. I was watching him with my eyes half-closed. He was quiet and pretended like nothing was going on while his fingers kept tracing the fabric. I felt heat crawling up my cheeks and I knew I was already wet and that he would feel it.

Finally he moved the edge of the panties aside and slipped his fingers inside me. I gasped and squirmed a bit, alerting Edward in the process. He didn't say anything, just perched himself up on his elbows to watch us. I knew that Edward really, really liked to watch us. Jasper was working his fingers inside me and I closed my eyes, letting my head fall on the back of the couch, just giving in to the feeling. In a while I felt the cushions dip as Edward moved toward me, tugging on my hand.

"Come here," he said and grabbed me, pulling me from Jasper and onto his lap and pushing my panties down my legs. I felt his naked and erect cock pressing on my ass. When did he manage to get undressed? He moved me up a bit, aligned his dick with my pussy and slowly pushed inside me.

"Fucking yes, Edward," I whimpered. He pressed my back to his chest and moved his hands under my t-shirt to grope my breasts - hard.

Jasper spread my legs further and put his mouth on me, while Edward thrust up in me with slow, lazy movements.

"Lick," Jasper told me, reaching up and pressing his long fingers in my mouth. I swirled my tongue around them. He withdrew his hand and moved it under my legs to – I assumed – Edward's ass. He never stopped lapping at my clit with his tongue and soon enough I felt my climax approaching. I grabbed Edward's arms and dug my fingers into them, thrusting my hips towards Jasper while helplessly trying to impale myself as hard as possible on Edward's cock at the same time.

"Oh God," I shouted, really wanting to cry out their names and tell them both that I loved them.

As I was coming down from my high, I heard Jasper say to Edward, "I really want to fill you up with my cock. I want to feel your tight ass around me, please."

"Let's go to the bedroom," Edward said, withdrawing from me and holding me up to help me stand.

We lay on the bed in our bedroom, touching and kissing each other and removing any remaining clothes slowly. I curled up with my back to Edward and he brought me closer, spooning me, placed my leg on top of his and buried his cock back in me. From Edward's quiet grunts and appreciative sounds I knew Jasper was fingering him and I wanted to watch that so badly, but I was sleepy and felt warm and good in Edward's arms and didn't want to move.

"Is he fucking you with his fingers?" I asked Edward instead.

"Yeah… he is," he gasped.

"I love it when he's doing that to you. I love to watch you two fuck." I told him and turned my head to capture his lips in a kiss.

"I know. I love to watch both of you too. Ohh," he moaned as Jasper pushed his cock in him instead of his fingers.

We were all moving and touching in silence, only interrupted by quiet gasps and hushed whispers of our names. It was slow, sleepy and intimate. Edward pushed into me in three long, long thrusts and I felt him coming in me, while Jasper reached around us to press my hips closer to Edward, as if he wanted to take me with Edward at the same time.

"I want you so much," Jasper whispered just as he was coming too but I didn't know if his words were directed at Edward, or me, or both of us.

We all just lay there, drifting off into sleep. I thought that maybe I should get up to clean up a bit, but the warmth of Edward behind me and his steady breathing convinced me that it wasn't worth disturbing him in his sleep so I gave up and closed my eyes and slept too, with visions of my boys in my dreams.

"***"

I awoke to a light touch on my cheek and opened my eyes to see Jasper crouching on the floor beside the bed, stroking my face and smiling at me. I thought that he had the most gorgeous smile on Earth, it made me think of happiness and sunshine and maple syrup.

"Hey, good morning, baby," he whispered seeing me smiling back to him. "I'm going for a quick run – do you want me to grab something from the shop on the way back?"

"Um…" I tried to remember what we had in the fridge. "Milk. And… eggs. I'll make pancakes."

"Yum," he said, licking his lips and I felt the very strong urge to grab him and lick him all over too. He leaned over and kissed me softly, and I felt warm emotions stirring in my chest. I grabbed his shirt, trying to hold him to me for at least a few more seconds.

"I'll be back soon," he said, giving me one more chaste kiss and released himself from my grip.

"***"

"So, my boys," I ask them during breakfast, "What do you want to do on this fine Saturday?"

"Well, I thought we could go for a picnic in a park but I guess it's too cold for that," Edward said thoughtfully. "Do you maybe want to go see that installation Alice was talking about?"

"Sure," I agreed. "Jasper?"

"Okay." He shrugged.

The installation was outside in the gallery's backyard and consisted of a lot of plastic tubes bent in different directions and somehow tangled with each other. I wasn't quite sure what it represented, but I particularly liked a knot of three long red, green and blue tubes braided together. I thought that it looked like the three of us.

Afterwards we went to the park to catch the last rays of sun. I was holding hands with Edward, as usual, while Jasper was walking next to us. I reached for his hand too, smiling when I felt his warm fingers curling around mine. I didn't mind we were in public and that people could see us. Let them look, I thought. These were my boys and I would hold their hands if I wanted to. Hell, they could hold each other's hands if they wanted to and I would fight every single person who made a remark about it. Edward must have thought the same thing since he glanced at me and smiled approvingly, and Jasper… Jasper just looked happy as he squeezed my hand lightly in his.

We made a small stop on the way home to buy all the ingredients for our late lunch. When we got back, Edward and I worked together as usual, passing each other the products and smiling every time our bodies brushed while we moved around the kitchen. Jasper sat on the stool next to the counter and watched us approvingly while rolling blunts for the evening. We ate in front of the TV, watching some talent show and mumbling remarks with our mouths full of food.

"***"

Jasper lit the joint, lay down on the floor and I crawled next to him, aligned my body with his and started playing with his hair and kissing his face – cheeks, eyes, and the corners of his lips. He was holding the blunt for me to inhale the smoke and Edward lay down on his other side, to get his share as well.

"I want to eat you, 'cause you're just like candy," I sang to Jasper and Edward laughed.

"Am I?" Jasper asked. "What kind of candy?"

"Um, sweet like caramel and hard like a lollipop. So I guess that makes you a Werther's Original," I stated and nodded.

"Oh please," he said, offended. "It makes me think of a grandfather. Personally, I think I'm a 'jawbreaker'!"

"Well, yes – it certainly makes me think about your dick," I chuckled. "But you're right. Werther's' are too mellow. You are like gingerbread – sweet but spicy."

"So, what would I be?" asked Edward.

"You, my sweet love would be a cotton candy. Because you wrap me in your love and are incredibly sweet."

"Hmmm… I don't like the idea of being so fluffy and of vanishing in your mouth, like I'm just air," Edward said thoughtfully. "But I like that I can stick to your fingers. And you, baby, you'd definitely be chocolate."

"Yes," Jasper agreed. "You are like chocolate – milk or dark, melted in the pot."

"And with a filling," Edward added. "Marzipan."

"I like that," I said and licked first Jasper's and then Edwards lips.

"Let's see how you taste then," Jasper murmured in my ear and pushed me on my back on the floor. They both started undressing me and I giggled each time they would reach a ticklish place. I guess I was a bit high already. They took off their clothes too, letting me admire their beautiful, toned bodies. Then Jasper spread my legs and dipped his tongue in me. I giggled and squirmed underneath his touch.

"Such a sweet, sweet pussy," he said.

"Yes," said Edward and licked me too. I giggled again.

"Oh, you're impossible today. Turn around," Jasper demanded and pulled my hips to make me position myself on all fours. "I want to fuck you silly while you suck that big dick of his." He motioned toward Edward and his big, erect cock.

Edward sat on the couch, placed his hand on my jaw and pulled me towards him, positioning me between his spread legs. I opened my mouth and took him in, eliciting a deep moan from him while I felt Jasper gripping my hips tightly and aligning his erection with my entrance. He pushed into me all the way, making me take a deep breath.

"Hold tight," he told me, moving my hands from the floor and placing them on the couch on both sides of Edwards hips. "And suck him good." And then he was fucking me harder than I'd ever been fucked in my life.

Edward was always gentle - even when he was rough. He always treated me like something breakable and fragile. His emotions were usually guarded somehow, like he was able to exercise self-restraint even in the moments of passion. Jasper on the other hand was emotional and seemed to always be right in the moment. I understood now what Edward had in mind when he said that Jasper's moods affected everyone around him. When Jasper was angry, I knew about it, when he was happy, he made me smile too, and when he desired something, or someone, well, it was heated and urgent and sudden.

So when he was pounding in me, digging his fingers in my hips, I was sure I would see the stars in just a moment. And when he withdrew for a second, reached down to gather some of my slickness on his fingers and then slid his wet thumb down my crack, teasing my hole I just whimpered and totally lost focus on what I was doing with Edward's cock in my mouth. Edward didn't seem to mind that though. He was stroking himself now quickly, with the tip of his cock brushing my lips on the way – moving in and out of my opened mouth. I darted my tongue to lick him, relishing the sweet and bitter taste of his pre-cum. It was all making me crazy with arousal.

And then I felt Jasper pushing his thumb inside me and I cried out and moaned and writhed, not really knowing what to do with myself. Jasper never stopped his hard thrusts in me, while adding slow and deliberate movements of his thumb in my ass. With Edward's cock filling my mouth again I felt like my senses were on overdrive. I moaned around Edward and felt his dick twitch and jerk in my mouth, before he backed out a bit, spilling his seed on my face and tongue.

Jasper reached round to my clit with his other hand and that was my undoing.

"Oh, Jasper, Jasper, yes… Jasper," I was crying over and over, not really caring if it sounded stupid. I nearly blacked out. Never in my life I had felt so good.

Jasper didn't cease his stroking of my clit, nor the movement of his thumb in my ass, nor his hard pounding into me. He fucked me hard throughout my whole climax and when he sensed me coming down from it he must have let go too, finally, as I felt him shudder behind me and felt his cock growing even harder and pulsing in me, filling me up with his cum.

He stilled for a moment and then pushed me gently onto the couch, withdrawing his cock and thumb from me. I turned on my back, breathing heavily and Jasper crawled on top of me, licking my jaw and mouth. For a moment I didn't know why he was doing it, but then I realized I must have had my face covered with Edward's cum and I felt a sudden wave of new arousal at the thought of Jasper lapping Edward's spunk off me. I tugged on Edward's hand, letting him know that I needed him. He aligned his body with mine and wrapped his arm around me and Jasper, stroking his back lazily.

"Oh God," I finally said. "That was… that couch must love us."

"Yeah," Jasper and Edward agreed in unison and chuckled at that.

We stayed wrapped up together on the couch for the rest of the evening, watching TV and holding each other's hands.

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