Rating: M

Disclaimer: Stephanie Meyers owns all things Twilight - I just like to get weird with her characters.

A/N…Much love and thanks to my beta LovinRob for all of her encouragement and hard work on this story! Without her OCD and her cock/pussy thesaurus, this fic would be a hot mess of past and present tense and the word erection used repeatedly…

Many thanks to AmandaC3 for creating the marvelous banner for this story and the Togaward bonus banner. I wouldn't believe it was possible – but she made Rob hotter by wrapping him in pink bed sheets.

Tonight's POVs will alternate between Chocolate Thunder and Bella.
Let's get ready to rumble…

Chapter 21 – Kiss With a Fist

CTPOV

"You want another?" I say to Em as I get off the couch to grab more beer.

"Yeah. Thanks, man," Emmett replies, handing me his 'I Don't Get Drunk, I Get Awesome' beer stein.

His eyes are on Rosalie as she and T attempt to teach Leah how to Dougie. That shit is hard for me to watch, because damn, that girl cannot dance, but not Em. Hell, Rose could be clipping her toe nails with her teeth and that boy would be riveted.

I step into my room and grab a few Heinekens. None of that nasty ass Natural Light we are serving the masses from the kitchen. I see Edward carrying Bella through the backyard and running into the house. I chuckle a bit because I know I am going to be hearing those two tonight. I should probably close the vent while I'm thinking about it. My room is right above his and those two get loud – mostly just Bella but he can holler as well. Tanya and I just sit up here and bug sometimes at the crazy ass shit we hear coming out of their mouths.

But those two are in their own little world. I have to give Edward credit, he seized the moment, man. I feel bad for my boy, Felix, though. He's been in love with Bella since the first semester of freshman year. She was his lab partner. He never said anything but I just knew. A couple of weeks before she and her boyfriend broke up she used our oven to make some treats for a party. Felix watched her like a hawk, even talked to her too. It's a cryin' shame because he never stood a chance once Cullen set his sights on her.

It was the damndest thing when Edward called me to get Tanya's number the night Bella and Mike broke up. He came home acting funny. Pissed off, but happy. Determined even. I remember the first thing he did was snatch Jake's laptop off his lap and sent that girl a friend request.

Once Felix saw them dancing at Edward's birthday party, he knew that ship had sailed for him. I've got mad respect for him though because he shook Edward's hand and told him to be good to her. Hopefully Tanya can come through on setting him up with her girl Angela. She's cute and quiet, a lot like Bella. Well, maybe not like Bella in the bedroom, but an all around good girl.

As I come out of my room, I hang back and lean against the doorway for a while, just people watching. It's what I do. And as always, my eyes find my girl, T. She's laughing with Rose and Leah. I love it. What you see is what you get with my girl. She's wild and fun and smart and damn sexy. She'll beat someone down or bury a body without blinking an eye. She's my down ass chick. Life is fun as fuck with her around.

She catches me looking and gives me her killer smile. She always catches me. Nothing gets by my girl. I tip my beer to her and with that she goes back to her conversation with Leah. Looks like its Rose's turn to fill their girly drinks. Em keeps bottles of that Mike's Lemonade shit for the chicks in his room. Shit, he'd probably stock tampons for those girls if his Rosie asked him to. That boy is pussy whipped.

I start to walk back over to Em to give him his beer when I am cut off by Royce and his boys. We acknowledge each other with a head nod out of courtesy, but I hate those clowns. Seth is tight with Jared. And by tight I mean he's his dealer. As far as I know it's just pot and 'shrooms, standard fare, but I know those guys sell the heavy shit too.

Out of the corner of my eye, I notice Royce follow Rose into Em's room and shut the door behind him. That smug motherfucker Alec watches him do it too. Something's not right about this. I walk over and try the knob, but it's locked. I start frantically pushing on the door and jiggling the knob. I turn around and yell for Em's attention. He walks over a bit too slowly for my liking so I drop the drinks and push my shoulder into the door.

"What the fuck are you doin', man?" Em yells, putting his palms on either side of his head like I've lost my damn mind.

"Royce has got your girl in there, man!" I snap back as I throw my full weight behind my shoulder this time.

When the door breaks, I see he has Rose against a wall and she is yelling for help. I go to grab that sleazy fucker, but Emmett beats me to him. He's got that son of a bitch off of her and thrown to the ground in a matter of seconds.

I am standing there a bit in shock because damn, Emmett has stone cold lost his mind, beatin' this kid like he owes him money or something. I grab Em so he doesn't kill him just as Jared and Alec run in and pull Royce out of the room. That fucker is smiling, taunting my boy as he gets dragged out by his crew of bitches. Tan slips in and pulls a screaming Rose into her arms. Rose is frantic, trying to explain, but Em knows she would never do that to him.

I can't contain Em, I can't seem to get my arms around him and I am praying that Jake realizes that Em is about to set it off. Em takes off into the living room, fully intending on beating the shit out of this guy and probably anyone who gets in his way. Jake finally catches on and gets in front of him as I try to detain him from behind. Unfortunately for Jake, Em shrugs him off with a forearm and has Royce in his vice grip a split second later.

I've never seen Em like this in all the years I've known him. He picks this kid up and body slams him into Seth's DJ equipment table. As soon as the music goes silent, the crowd realizes that it's about to get real up in here.

BPOV

We hear a loud crash and screaming from upstairs. Edward is up in seconds, pulling on a pair of jeans and the undershirt he wore to the funeral today. I hop up and immediately regret it as I feel a gush below of Edward's special sauce running down my leg. Shit.

"Stay here." He orders as he slips on his gym shoes and heads up the stairs.

Yeah right, Cullen. I make quick work of the mess and grab some of the clothes I have stashed in his drawer. I hustle up the stairs and turn into the kitchen only to see Heidi and Lauren in front of me making their way to the action in the living room as well. That bitch has a huge set of brass balls showing her face here tonight. They nudge their way through the crowd and I follow, but once they get to the front I push my way past them.

Edward and Jake are standing in front of Emmett, pushing against his chest desperately trying to hold him back. Chocolate Thunder has his arms around him from behind. His face is strained from trying to restrain him. Emmett's face is red, furious, and fucking scary. His jaw is tight and his eyes are crazy. I can actually see his chest heaving from here.

I look across the room and notice that Bongwater and Alec are standing in front of Royce who's got a busted lip that is bleeding down his front. They are smiling and laughing at the shit Royce is spewing, barely pressing on his chest as he runs off at the mouth.

"She's been all over my dick for months; you were just too fuckin' stupid to notice!" He yells, baiting the angry giant further by grabbing his junk.

I swear Emmett growls and shoves forward, causing Jake and Edward's footing to falter a bit.

I get a sick feeling in my stomach as I hear Lauren and Heidi giggle next to me. In my periphery, I see Lauren's arm extending with her cell phone poised to take a picture. I look over to see she is lining up a shot of Emmett's room where the door is wide open. On the bed, Tanya is holding and consoling a disheveled looking Rose with mascara and tears running down her face. I take off towards my friends, grabbing Lauren's phone in the process and throwing it across the room where it shatters once it collides with the wall.

The blood is rushing to my ears as I hurry to get to Rose and Tanya, I don't even hear the explicative laced rant Lauren goes into behind me. I am about three feet from the door when I suddenly feel myself being thrown to the ground – hard. My knees hit the hardwood and I am barely able to get my hands under me so I don't smack my face on the floor.

I raise my eyes and see Paul smirking at me, with a laughing Alec, Royce and Bongwater staring down at me as well. Felix lifts me by the arm and walks me to Emmett's room and I can literally feel myself trembling. I am shaking with rage and fear and worry. I can also feel Edward's eyes on me and I know. His resolve is unshakable. This is going to happen. So I nod, letting him know I understand.

CTPOV

I notice Bella taking off towards Emmett's room with Lauren Mallory motherfucking her all the way. I can't believe they snuck into our party. I know damn well them bitches weren't invited. As Bella goes by, that prick Paul throws her to the floor as hard as he can. Her knees hit the hardwood and I see every single muscle in Edward's body tense up.

Now normally I call Edward 'The Gent' because he is just a real smooth, polite mother fucker. I would never think that he would be capable of getting into a fight, and if he did it would probably start with him smacking someone across the face with white gloves and saying "How dare you, sir!"

As I look at him now, I know that's not the case. Not by a long shot.

"Another one of Cullen's girls is down on her knees." That punk, bitch Alec says loudly as Felix helps Bella up and into the bedroom.

Other than the laughs of Royce and his friends, the room is dead silent. So long as I live, I will never forget this. I've seen some scary shit in my life, Emmett's frame of mind right now being one of them. But when I see Edward turn around, I know for a fact that he is the coldest motherfucker I've ever met. And the next words out of his mouth are said low, but lethal.

"Fuck 'em up!"

And with that, he steps out of Em's way and slowly stalks over to Alec.

Oh Lawd, we're going to jail tonight I think to myself as I shake my head surveying the chaos around me.

BPOV

I hear the fits of laughter from their little crew as Felix releases my upper arm. Felix stares at me intently, his eyes are on mine and his expression is focused. He is concentrating so hard, so I know he is going to speak, which is a really big deal for him.

"Sss-st-stay hhere, Bella. Please." He says slowly, pleading with his eyes for me to cooperate.

I nod as I close the door behind him. I can't help but peek out the crack before I shut it completely. I see Edward release a murderous looking Emmett who Chocolate Thunder and Jake can no longer restrain alone.

And so it begins…

I shut the broken door as much as I can and lean my back against it. Tanya has her arms wrapped around Rosalie who is gasping to catch her breath while wiping the tears from her face. My heart breaks seeing my beautiful friend looking so shattered.

"Rose…" I whisper, to get her to look at me.

She begins shaking her head frantically, trying to speak, but it just comes out in random hysterical pants.

"I didn't… He followed me… Tried to kiss me… I fought him… But Ty… He didn't… Em thinks…"

"Sssshhhh" Tanya soothes, rubbing her back. "Emmett knows that you wouldn't do that, Rose."

This brings on a fresh round of hysterics. Rose tries desperately to get her breathing under control as all hell breaks loose in the next room.

I scrunch my eyes closed tightly and listen to the chaos just on the other side of the door.

There is a large crash against the wall that makes the pictures in this room rattle followed by a collective gasp from the onlookers. Feet are shuffling frantically, probably folks trying to escape the melee, or maybe people rushing to stop it.

I hear the unmistakable sound of fists connecting with flesh. Grunts and growls and grappling on the floor. It has to be pure fucking bedlam out there because the sounds from the crowd are a mixture of screaming girls, voices of reason trying to stop the madness and a handful of idiots egging it on.

CTPOV

Within seconds several things happen at once. Em throws Jared out of the way and tackles Royce into the drywall. Edward cold-cocks Alec in the face and drops him to the ground. Jake jumps in front of Paul to keep him from getting anywhere near Edward and Emmett.

I can't move because I don't know what to do. Who the fuck needs me the most? Edward is standing over Alec taunting him, motioning for him to get up. When Alec does, he tells Edward to 'come on'. I shake my head because he has no clue who he is fucking with right now. I may even chuckle a bit when Ed pops him in the mouth and he stumbles back into the crowd. It appears that Edward has things under control.

Jake and Paul are wrestling around. Truth be told, I am a little concerned that Jake bit off more than he can chew. Paul is a strong dude. Everyone thinks he is on steroids because he is so muscular and volatile, but he's not. I see him at the gym everyday working on his fitness, no 'roids necessary. He's just a fuckin' asshole.

But when I see Emmett hold Royce down by the throat with his fist cocked ready to strike; I know exactly where I need to go. I rush over and wrap my arms around his middle again. This must be quite a sight, one giant dude grabbing another giant dude from behind, trying to heave him backwards – this ain't a good look for me.

As I pull Em back, I check on the boys again. Edward has Alec pushed up against the wall across from the bedroom door that Felix is guarding. I wish I could get his attention; I could use his help here. Edward is going to town on Alec, holding him up and just punching him repeatedly in the stomach and sides.

Heidi is screaming for him to stop, but she has this weird smile on her face. The crazy bitch is getting off on this. I cannot stand that girl. It's bad enough that she did my boy so dirty but she's been fuckin' with Bella's head too. She's lucky that Bella called off Tanya and Alice, because they were ready to beat her down when she pulled that shit with Edward a few days ago.

I see her try to get in the middle, trying to get her hands on Edward to stop him. Alec uses this to his advantage and jacks him in the side of the face. He stumbles back a bit and rubs his cheek and pops his jaw back and forth. Mm, mm, mm… Alec thinks he knows, but he has no idea. He's looking all smug like George McFly when he hits Biff, all proud of himself. But once he realizes that Edward's coming toward him he turns back into the punk bitch that he is. Edward isn't playing and cocks back and jabs him in the jaw… repeatedly. Alec should fall, but hell, Ed has him pinned again.

When he finally lets him go, Alec drops to the ground and starts trying to slither away. But Edward is following him, yelling at him to 'get up'. Damn, man. That dude is a bad motherfucker for real…

"STOP! STOP HIM! PLEASE! JA-COB! SOMEONE HELP HIM!"

Leah's frantically crying as Seth holds her back from jumping in the middle of the melee. Paul has Jake in some kind of wrestling move, with his arm twisted, and poised to snap.

I see Felix hesitate at the door, trying to decide if he should intervene or continue to hold the door knob to make sure that the girls don't jump into the mix. I faintly hear Bella pounding on the door, begging him to help. And with that, he steps over to Paul and grabs his arm and shoulder and whirls him around, pushing him away like a fuckin' rag doll.

Paul's no slouch so he gets right up in Felix's face or as close as he can get and pushes him back.

"Get your fucking hands off me you stutterin' prick motherfu—"

Paul doesn't even get to finish that sentence because Felix knocks that fuck face out with one punch. He just drops to the ground like he got put to sleep. Nighty night, beeyach.

Felix is in the zone now as he picks him up and smooth walks him to the front door, tossin' him on the front porch like the cat in The Flintstones. Alec is still trying to back up, inching his way to the door as well. Edward is just stalking him looking like a crazy man.

And Em, he is just goin' to town on this cat's face and ribs. I can't even hold his ass back anymore because he is just dragging me. I'm like a backpack at this point, but then I see the cavalry coming in the form of one cowboy, Jasper Whitlock.

Jas takes control immediately, wrapping his arms around Emmett and helping me pull him back. Royce seizes the moment and gets one lucky punch in while we are pulling Em off of him. That prick is all fucked up looking, but still goading my boy like he didn't just get his ass handed to him. He must be too coked up to notice his face is the size of a pumpkin, all swollen eyes and shit. He'll feel it tomorrow.

Jared pulls Royce out front and Emmett drags Jasper and I out as well as we are both still wrapped around him being yanked unwillingly. Everyone involved in the fight is outside now. Jake, Jas and I have Em relatively under control at the top of the stairs on the porch. Not Edward though, he's still got business to handle.

Paul is just now pulling himself up to stand. He is trying to get his balance, with his hands on his knees, spitting blood into the mud. Edward gives a sharp, short whistle to get his attention. As soon as Paul looks up, he wishes he hadn't because Edward knees him in the face. Paul hits the ground again all sprawled out. Cullen doesn't stop there as he kneels on Paul's chest and starts pummeling him UFC cage fighter style.

"Someone should stop him." Jake says making no move to stop him, seeming to enjoy watching the beating Paul is taking.

Jas, Jake and I can't move otherwise Marcellus Wallace here might get medieval again.

Felix walks down all cool and calm and grabs Edward like a teddy bear and totes him back up to the house. It's not easy to look all hard and tough being carried like that, but Edward manages to pull it off. We walk back into the house and I let Em go, giving him a pat on the back. He turns and gives me a nod before he stumbles over to his room to see his Rosie.

And just like that, the shit is over.

BPOV

"You better put some ice on that pretty boy." I hear Chocolate Thunder say before there is a soft knock at the door.

I stand up and get out of the way as Emmett makes his way into the room. He has a large cut above his eye and his clothes are torn and bloody. He staggers directly to Rosalie who is still sitting on the bed looking up at him, eyes pleading. He gently kisses her forehead as he kneels in front of her, wrapping his arms around her waist and placing his head on her lap. The moment is so private, but the soft smile on Rose's face as she runs her fingers through his hair lets me know that everything is going to be okay.

Tanya and I head out into the living room, surveying the damage. Seth is on the ground, trying to salvage what is left of his DJ equipment. I am assuming that was the first casualty of the fight. There are two large body shaped holes in the drywall, a lot of the furniture is overturned, and the floor is littered with red solo cups and spilt beer.

Tyler wraps his arms around Tanya from behind and kisses the top of her head. He looks slightly disheveled, but other than that, I don't see a scratch on him. I need to find Edward.

As I head into the kitchen, I see his reflection in the window. He's sitting at the kitchen table with his head down and a huge bag of frozen hash browns on the left side of his face. I panic at the thought that he's been hurt, but that thought is silenced by an all-consuming level of anger that I didn't know I was capable of. My eyes widen as I watch Heidi saunter over to him and run her fingers through his hair, touching him knowingly. Sure, I should feel relieved when he bats her hand a way and gives her the international sign for beat it, but I don't. The anger won't subside. I've reached a level of crazy in my head that I can only assume should be studied by FBI profilers and serial killers alike.

I roll up my sleeves and stomp into that room with purpose. It's about to get Hustle & Flow up in this bitch, because I'm about to whoop that trick! I can feel my inner Springer guest emerging. Cracking her knuckles, stretching her neck and bouncing on her feet left to right like a prize fighter. Because I am planning on getting bat-shit crazy, I turn my mood ring around so I leave a nice sized dent in her head when I lay the literal smack down on her. I am within ten feet of my target when I am suddenly accosted by an angry Lauren and her shattered Android two inches from my face.

"You owe me a new phone!" The train-wreck screeches, glaring at me menacingly.

As if I am on bad bitch autopilot, I swat the phone out of her hand for the second time.

"I owe you an ass whooping!" I yell as I shove my finger in her face.

And with that, I am no longer Isabella Swan. I'm Bella from the Block.

Now, I wish I could say that I was sportsmanlike and only threw clean punches like a professional boxer. Or that I came out all bad ass, whipping out eight different types of karate moves and the five finger death punch on her like Uma Thurman in Kill Bill.

But I can't. Because I didn't. Instead, I got gully.

I shove her as hard as I can into the counter, but that doesn't faze her in the least because she comes right back at me, charging like a bull. I grab a hold of her as she drives me back into the refrigerator, smacking at the back of her head with my mood ring free hand while she tears at the back of my shirt.

I wrestle her upright a bit, and then I get enough leverage to throw her off of me.

But I don't stop there. No, sir. I start waving my arms like a windmill, because like Samuel L. Jackson, I am going to strike down upon thee with great vengeance. I am pretty pleased with myself as I lay a few blows to her head and chest.

She comes at me again; doggy paddle style like this is a sissy fight. Girl, please. I came in here to beat bitches up, so I take it up a notch. I form tackle her and we land on the kitchen floor with a crash and wrestle around for a bit, scratching and smacking each other whenever we can. I hear Edward, Tyler and Eric Yorkie finally running over to break us up. But someone beats them there first.

"Get off of her, psycho!" I hear Heidi shriek as she grabs a fist full of my hair and starts pulling me back.

A part of me wants to stay and finish the job on Lauren, but a bigger part wants to issue Heidi the beating of her life. Hmm… Decisions, decisions…

I decide I want a shot at the title, so I go for Heidi, but not without a little humiliation of Lauren first. I grab the neck of her too tight t-shirt and pull with all of my might. I hear the ripping sound I am looking for and as an added bonus, unclasp the front of her bra. So now we all have a ticket to the tig ol' bitties show. To further her mortification, at that very moment that I let the dogs out, Eric Yorkie wraps his arms around her to pull her off and gets a nice handful. You're welcome, Eric ya' dirty perv.

Lauren isn't one to back down as I see her coming back at me, tits bouncing Baywatch style. That is until I see a whirl of strawberry blonde hair clothesline her and drag her back into the corner.

"Oh, hell no!" Chocolate Thunder yells as he hustles to stop Tanya from going all Bad Girls Club on Lauren.

Heidi tugs on the end of my hair again, and I remember that she has an appointment with my fists, aptly named "Brutus" and "Buster". I turn quickly and wrap my arms around her middle, wrestling her down to the ground as the bottoms of her jugs assault the top of my head.

I am pretty sure I am full on growling as I climb on top of her like a spider monkey. See, Heidi made a tactical error. She grabbed the ends of my hair – not the scalp. Now I have a full range of motion, and shit is about to get real. I start raining blows on her head and body. I probably look just like Ralphie beating down Scut Farkus, the bully in A Christmas Story. I'm not gonna lie, it feels damn good too.

Smack.

That's what I get for celebrating.

Smack.

She lays another one on me right across the face. I feel my entire face get hot and I clench my teeth as I ball my fists up.

It's. About. To. Go. Down!

I raise my fist, but I feel Edward grab it as he tries to yank me off of her. I am absolutely wild with rage at this point, so I go in for the only other move I can. I grab her hair at the scalp and wrap it around twice. I may or may not get hit twice in the face in the process, but the pained expression on her face when I yank on her hair makes it totally fucking worth it!

Edward is pulling me one direction and Jasper is pulling Heidi the other. We both shriek in unison when the boys figure out that we have a death grip on each other's locks. Edward has me around the middle and off the ground so I do what any self-respecting brawler would do. I kick her Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon style – solid kicks to the chest in rapid fire succession. In my defense, once Jasper gets her off the ground, she starts kicking me too.

"Bella, let go, baby!" Edward coos, trying to get me to release her hair from my kung fu grip.

"Let go!" She screams.

"Fuck you!" I yell back and pull harder.

"Baby doll, stop!"

Seth comes over and does his best to extract her hair from my grip, but not before I feel like she has a visible bald spot.

'Victory is mine' I shout like Stewie from The Family Guy in my head and/or possibly aloud, I can't be sure at this point.

As Edward carries me out of the room, I see Chocolate Thunder pleading and trying to get his arms around Tanya who is shaking the shit out of Lauren by her hair. Eric Yorkie is of no assistance to Tanya or Tyler, as he is fixated on Lauren's exposed chest.

Once Edward has me downstairs, he takes me to the bathroom and gently places me on the toilet. Then he goes all Dr. Cullen on me.

"Bella" He chastises me as he checks my face, hands and arms for cuts and scratches. "What were you thinking?"

Oh, no he didn't.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Were you up there having a tea party?" I ask condescendingly.

His eyes meet mine, expression incredulous. "They had it coming."

"And those psychopathic bitches didn't?" I ask, rolling my eyes at his idiocy.

I am about to continue my smart as remarks, but when I look at him I notice the damage to the side of his face. He has some bruising along his cheekbone and a small cut on his lip.

"Baby!" I say as I jump up and start inspecting his body as well.

His jeans are completely covered in mud and his shirt is torn in several places. He sucks in his teeth when I touch his cheek and it makes my chest hurt to see him in pain. He lets me clean up his cuts and I turn on the shower for him. As I head out of the bathroom, he grabs my hand and motions his head, indicating he wants me to join him. So I do.

With soft touches and chaste kisses, we wash the evidence of this evening off of our bodies. We are both sorry for our behavior, but not sorry that we've inadvertently shown each other everything. Naked and completely exposed, we show each other our blazing insecurities and the level of craziness that we are willing to go to in order to protect and keep what we hold most dear. I guess that's just us. Clearly imperfect in every way, but maybe we are perfect for each other.

Edward lays me down on his bed for the second time that evening. This time our love making is slow and deliberate. Reaffirming all that we feel for one another to each other. Reassuring each other that nothing and no one will stop this. These unspoken promises are sealed with each kiss, each touch and each loving stroke. Slow and deep gives way to fast and hard as our need grows until he finally spills into me. He rolls off and as we do every night we are together, I nestle into his chest while he lovingly strokes my back and sides as I run a finger up and down his ribs.

Yawning, I chose to end our night on a silly note. "Good night, Billy Bad-ass."

And without missing a beat, my Edward responds in kind.

"Mmm. Love you, tough nuts."

A/N: So, all parties were appropriately dealt with – now let's get back to the smutty fun...

I feel bad there was not a real lemon in this chapter, and much like Tanya, I view helping the reader get their perve swerve on as my top priority. Given that tonight's chapter was a collective effort by the group, I thought that should be the theme for my recs. Groups with E/B as the main show …

Watch by AmandaC3 – um, before you read lay out an extra pair of panties and smokes if you got 'em. This is a fun little threesome for all of you Jasper lovers out there…

The Casting Couch by Coldplaywhore – I would like it noted that this was my very first group fanfic read as I was trying to step out of my comfort zone – like WAY out. Hot and smutty – I don't regret it for a minute. I recommend a pillow to catch your jaw because this shit is bananas…

And for you non-group gals who just like a straight up E/B – try Fork My Life by grrlinterrupted. Cybersex done right!

Thanks so much to all who have read, reviewed, followed, fav'd, tweeted, rec'd and lurked this fic!