A/N: I must be on a roll or something! But no, really, more than 60% of this has been written for forever, I just finished it up. I wasn't completely sure how I was going to do this, but I think I've figured it out. It's going to be a series of vignettes. I originally thought I might switch back to "present" Jake and Nessie at the end of each chapter, but I don't think I will. Each chapter will be a stand alone, with its own song.
Be sure to check out my other J/N story Kismet, which was recently updated.
Oh, and I now have a tumblr! So you can ask me any fic related questions, and I'm also doing character questions. Meaning you can ask a question to any of my Jakes or Nessies, and they will answer you "themselves." Just make sure you specify which Jake or Nessie (from which story) you want to answer!
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Dislcaimer: I don't own these characters or the song Good Good by Ashanti, although I do like it very much. I'm sorry my disclaimers have become so boring.
Good Good
when my man leave the house,
i know he's comin' right back
i got that good good,
i got that good good
- ashanti, good good
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"Baby? Baby, you here?"
A day at work had never been as long as Jacob's first day back on the job after his and Nessie's honeymoon. During the planning, Nessie's only stipulation on where they went was "sun, lots of it" and his was "distance, lots of it," and so they'd spent three glorious weeks on the beaches of Hawaii.
Three weeks with Nessie in a secluded bungalow, with their very own stretch of beach, where he could ogle his new wife and her tiny bikinis away from prying eyes. Three weeks of learning how to be together, three weeks spent wrapped around each other - between the sheets, in the water, and on the sand. Jacob had been almost scared to come home, afraid he'd wake up and find out it had all been one long, magnificent dream.
But real life couldn't be put off forever - unless he wanted to leech off the Cullens, but that was never an option - and so last night at about three in the morning, he and Nessie stumbled tiredly into his house for the first time as husband and wife. They collapsed on the bed without even undressing and Jacob barely had time to pull Nessie against him before he was asleep.
Nessie clung to him when he tried to get up the next morning for work, and Jacob was lucky he escaped before she'd woken up too much, because he'd learned in Hawaii that she could be very persuasive. It wasn't that he wanted to go - there was nothing he wanted to do more than fall back into bed and fall back into her - but he'd been away from the garage for almost a month now and he was nervous about how much was left.
To his surprise, everything had been well-taken care of (thanks to Leah stopping in occasionally to kick ass and take names), but they were short-handed and Jacob ended up having to stay all day anyway. It had been torture. It seemed the one thing they never told you about sex was that once you got it, you needed it all the time - now Nessie was his to have, and he had to be away from her most of the day every day. He tried to tune engines and his mind saw Nessie's fingers tugging on the delicate strings holding her bikini bottoms together - he tried to replace spark plugs and he saw her coming up out of the water, her beautiful red curls weighed down and darker than usual, clinging to her body. He nearly dropped a sedan on Seth's head when he thought about her laid out on the wooden floor of their bungalow, covered in whipped cream.
And Nessie definitely missed him too. She'd texted him no less than ten times in six hours. Their newfound closeness showed through in her messages:
Going shopping - there's nothing in your house. lol.
Bought whipped cream. ;)
Saw Emily at the checkout. She says I look different. :)
I miss you. When are you coming home?
What do you want for supper?
Think it's warm enough to swim?
I'm digging through your picture albums. Mwahah.
I have too much energy and since you aren't here, I don't know what to do with it! ;)
Going running!
And that wasn't counting the messages replying to something he'd said to her. Not that Jacob minded a bit - though a few of them didn't exactly help his concentration, and one may or may not have been responsible for Seth nearly getting his head crushed.
Jacob was tired and he was sweaty, but now he was home, and if Nessie wasn't back from her run yet, he was jogging right out the door to go get her. He stopped in the hallway and breathed in deep, trying to catch her scent; it was there, but he wasn't sure how old it was. The strongest smell was the pan of lasagna sitting on the stove. It was a sign of how much he'd missed Nessie that he ignored it to walk down the hall. After another two steps, he realized the shower was on.
Jacob couldn't help the smile that broke out on his face - Nessie in the shower in his house. Their house. That was new. Not something he'd have a hard time getting used to.
He stepped out of his work boots and stripped off his nasty shirt on his way down the hall, throwing it in the general direction of the laundry room. As he got closer, Jake realized he could distinguish Nessie's voice from the sound of water running, but he couldn't quite make it out. He crept another two steps, trying to be as stealthy as possible so she wouldn't hear him, and her voice became clearer.
She was singing.
" . . . I know he's comin' right back . . . "
Jacob's smile immediately became a full blown grin. She was belting it out too. Oh, he couldn't miss this.
He used what Nessie called his "super-wolfy skills" to get to the bathroom door without detection, thankful she'd left it partially open. He quietly toed off his boots outside the door, just to be on the safe side. There was one particular moment that would have been great to have on film, where Jacob stretched his body up in an attempt to make himself thinner but had to duck his head at the same time, to try to fit through the half-open door. He managed it without knocking the door or making any noise, but he was still sure it looked pretty funny.
Now all he had to do was stand still and hope the steam covered his scent.
" . . . when my man leave the house, I know he's comin' right back - "
Looks like it did. The shower kept running, and Nessie kept singing, without missing a beat.
" - I got that good good, I got that good good!"
The right thing to do - and the one most likely get him lucky - would be to announce his presence and hope Nessie wanted him to join her, but Jacob couldn't bring himself to do it. He just rested his weight against the sink, grinning from ear to ear, and listened as she continued to sing her heart out, completely unaware of his presence.
"- I put it on him right, I do it every night - "
Jacob licked his lips as his eyes zoned in on Nessie's silhouette in the shower curtain, and he suddenly wished it was less opaque. He shifted his stance as he watched the shadow-Nessie swish her hips back and forth.
" . . . so let your man be the man when he in public . . . "
Nessie's silhouette turned to face the back of the shower as she continued to sing. He could see the red of her hair, long down her back, through the curtain and the steam. She brought her hands up to her hair, then ran them back down her body, hips still twitching to the beat. Jacob tried swallowing, but his throat was dry.
" . . . no matter how much he may try to act, he know just where it's at . . . "
Jacob couldn't help but imagine how the scene looked from the other side of the shower curtain. Water and soap cascading over Nessie's taut body, as she danced around in his small shower. If he were in there with her, she'd have even less room to move around . . . she'd practically be right up against him . . . was it too late to join her?
"I got that good good!" Nessie gave a particularly vibrant shake of her hips, and Jacob started to pull his shirt off. As soon as it was halfway clear of his head, however, the water shut off. Jacob managed to get it off just in time to see the curtain being pulled back. "I got that good g - oh my God!"
Jacob found himself in a bit of a conundrum.
He'd obviously startled his wife, judging by the rapid tha-thump tha-thump of her heart, and she was not very happy about it. Despite the way she dove for the towel on the toilet, she seemed more embarrassed about being caught singing than being caught naked. Then there was the nakedness issue. Not a stitch of clothing on her, and she looked just like Jacob had been imagining as he'd watched her. The raggedy towel of his she was trying to pull around herself didn't cover much, and for once, he was grateful he didn't have nicer things.
His wife beautiful and wet and naked, but she didn't appear to be very happy with him. Those three things were very wonderful when Nessie was happy, which was usually, but now that she might be upset with him, he had a feeling they might be held against him. And not in a good way.
"Jesus, how - how long have you been there?"
Jacob could lie to help his case, but he could never lie to Nessie. She'd never lied to him.
"Few minutes," he admitted, feeling a little ashamed. Jacob couldn't help but smile a little though. He was pretty sure he could get out of this. "You were just too damn cute. And I haven't seen you sing in the shower before. I'm sorry for scaring you, baby."
Jacob watched Nessie watch him with her careful eyes. Almost two feet shorter than him, wrapped up in a towel that barely covered half of her, and still standing in the shower, and she was still far more intimidating than anyone in her situation had the right to be. But that was probably just because he loved her.
Nessie looked at him for a long second, then she raised one perfect eyebrow.
"Jacob Black, you were trying to sneak up on me," she accused, but not harshly. Jacob guessed she might have been smiling if the situation were different.
"Guilty as charged," he admitted, getting distracted for a second by a few drops of water making their way down Nessie's shoulder. He brought his eyes back up to meet his wife's. "Just wanted to see the show."
"The show, huh?" Nessie was standing, as she was apt to do, with all her weight on one leg. With the towel she was using, this left the entire other leg and most of her hip completely bare. Jacob was having a very, very hard time paying attention. "You wanted a show?"
Jacob's eyes were doing an acrobatic act, swinging back and forth between Nessie's hip and her eyes, that were still watching him, arms crossed. He swallowed, and nodded.
Nessie's towel hit Jacob's feet and his face broke out into a wolfish grin. The curtain closed and the water came back on.
"Then come get a better seat."
It would be fair to say that Jacob didn't need much convincing, and a second later, he was right where he wanted to end up to begin with. In the shower with his wife, and he got to hear her sing.
Jacob let his eyes run over his new wife's naked body as she backed up into the water, letting it run over her still-wet form. Nessie's hand on his stomach beckoned him forward to join her under the spray. He reached down and held her waist in his hands, pulling her up slightly so he could lean down to kiss her soft neck.
Nessie moaned in his hear, a sweet sound, gripping her fingers in his wet hair. Jacob groaned himself when he felt her small tongue come out to flick his earlobe. Her breath rushed past his ear and it made him shudder. Even when he was pressed up against her naked body, her breath could make him shudder.
"I got that good, good," she sang softly, whining a little in surprise when Jacob gave her a love bite. She gripped his hair tighter. "I got that good, good."
Jacob groaned and chuckled and the same time, pulling himself away from his wife's neck to reach her mouth.
"You sure do, baby," he said, and caught her lips in a hot kiss that made Nessie gasp and lift one dangling leg up to wrap around Jacob's thigh. She laughed and kissed him back in a way only Nessie could, until he was groaning like her. "You sure as hell do."