Chapter 20 First time

Disclaimer: the characters and all recognisable situations belong to Stephenie Meyer - this is a work of fan fiction, except for the legends and histories of the Quileute and the Makah that, of course, belong to them. I pay my respects to their gods.

Thanks to BanSidhe for betaing.

"If you're sure you want to try now… I can wait… it doesn't worry me," Seth said.

"No," Rose clutched at him. "I want to try." She blushed. "I have really enjoyed what we have done so far…"

"We'll need to take some condoms with us. And some stuff to clean up with, maybe a damp cloth and… I suppose it will be damp afterwards even if it wasn't before... you know with the storm thing ... and all..." Seth chattered.

"Oh if you think we need to use condoms."

"Safe sex Rose."

"Well if you need them, but I had the jab in the arm contraceptive."

"You did, why? Other than the obvious… I mean you were not having sex."

"No, it's okay. I get worse when I have PMS," she explained.

"Oh yeah," he agreed. "I hadn't thought about that."

She gave him a withering look.

"I have a sister," he blustered, "I understand these things."

"Leah."

"Yeah, you've met Leah? Imagine Leah with the worst PMS in the world… continuously…," he added.

Rose frowned at him again.

"Seriously, she was nasty… she had a bad time… She was the crankiest woman EVER for like a year; maybe two, before she and Jake got together."

Rose chuckled. "You are just saying that."

"Oh no believe me. You can ask the others if you want. She's all nice now, but she was evil before… evil I tell you…"

Rose shook her head at him. "In any case, my family decided to give me the jab. No periods, means no PMS, and that means no out of control zapping sessions."

"I think I have some idea of what your family went through. No wonder they tried to get help."

She looked crestfallen.

"It's not your fault Rose; it's just what you are." He hugged her. "I have the perfect spot in mind for our little get together. Can I tell you about it or do you want it to be a surprise?"

She smiled at him. "I like surprises," she said.

"Cool! Do you think your mum would mind if we borrowed her car?"

Seth drove. Rose was looking out the window but she kept glancing at him. They were quiet but the air hummed with tension. Seth always drove with the window down. He turned off onto a fire trail into the forest.

He parked the car at a turning bay.

"It's not far from here… just a short walk."

She nodded. She was so excited; her body was thrumming with tension.

He held her hand as she walked, concentrating on her balance. The last thing she needed to do right now, was to fall or hurt herself. She wondered if he could carry her, he sometimes has such an effortless physicality.

"Just over here near the creek," he stated. His eyes shone.

She got the impression that he has chosen this place with care; it was important to him in some way.

She stopped and looked around. It was beautiful. The stream ran quickly, burbling past them. The ground was covered in leaf litter and ground ferns. The sun streamed through the tree canopy; covering the ground with a muted greenish light.

She turned to him. He was watching her, gauging her reaction.

"It's so picturesque, just stunning."

"We need to get undressed, but if I touch you…" he shrugged.

"It'll rain," she finished for him. "You have thought of everything, haven't you?"

He smiled.

He pulled a plastic bag from his backpack.

"For our clothes," he explained. He reallyhad thought of everything.

They undressed in the clearing; they avoided looking at each other while they did so. Seth held the plastic bag open and she placed their clothes inside it. He tied the top off and shoved it inside the backpack again.

She watched him. He placed it carefully on the ground, and then turned towards her. He approached her slowly. She found herself stepping towards him at the same time; her hands reaching for him.

"You're so beautiful, Seth," she told him as her hands ran all over his skin.

"Hey, That's my line," he said.

"I don't want to lie on the ground… I want to see your eyes," she said. "I don't know why, but I need to see your eyes. You are too tall and I don't want to stare at your chest," she explained.

"You always stare at my chest," he pointed out.

She frowned at him. "You know what I mean."

"Sure Honey, we can do that," he said. "Besides, I don't want you to be in the dirt either."

"Here, this will work." He sat on the ground with his back against a tree and his legs stretched out in front of him. He tilted his head and patted his lap.

She took a step over towards him and he reached out for her hands. She straddled his legs and lowered herself onto his lap. He watched her as she dropped down.

His hands went to her lower back and he held her there. "How's this?" he asked.

"Perfect," she told him. She placed her arms over his shoulders and wriggled experimentally. He gasped.

"Sorry."

"Fuck, don't apologise… that is what you are supposed to be doing."

"Oh, so you like that?"

"Can't you feel how much I like it?" He was growing harder and longer between them.

"Yes I can… so if I do that again…" She tried another sliding move and he seemed to unerringly slide between her lower lips and right along her channel.

"Oh…" she said.

"Do that again," he said.

"Will it all fit?" she asked cluelessly.

He chuckled, a pure man chuckle. "Yep, it will all fit."

"God, you are so hard… so quickly…"

He had closed his eyes and his head leant back against the tree; a small smile played at his lips.

She got up on her knees and his cock rose underneath her. She thought maybe she should just jump in and do it, so she tried to slam herself down onto him. He moved inhumanely fast, grabbed her, under her arms, and held her up.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing?" he asked.

She squirmed. "I thought it was one of those 'jump in the deep end' things."

"No Honey, you do that and you will hurt yourself… or me… and I don't want you to be hurt… I want your first time to be all sunshine and flowers you know?"

She beamed at him.

"I mean as far as I can… given that we have to do this outdoors… you know… you need to go slowly… just slide in a little bit at a time… are you sure you are wet enough for this? Stay there for a second," he instructed and suitably chastised she stayed up on her knees. She hung onto his shoulders.

His hand reached down and she could feel one his fingers slide into her. She looked down at him and pushed herself onto his hand. "You've been thinking about this, the whole way here, haven't you?" he asked her as his fingers stroked into her.

"Yes," she breathed in a low voice. "Does it show?"

"Oh yes, you're already wet… just from thinking about it…" He leaned forward and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth.

"Seth, talk to me. You always talk all the time; it feels weird for you not to talk now."

"Okay," he agreed, letting her nipple fall from his mouth. He looked at her with sultry eyes. "Come here," he said in a low voice.

She lowered herself a little. He was holding his cock in one hand and he rubbed the head along her channel. It made her eyes shut; her head tilted back and she moaned. It started to rain.

He grinned.

"Now I will hold myself in place and then you can take control, you can take it as slow as you want and take as much as you want… okay?"

"Okay," she agreed.

They both groaned as the head pushed inside her.

"It's so hot," she exclaimed, "it burns…"

"Do you like this?" he asked. He withdrew and then penetrated her again, allowing just the head to slide into her.

"Oh yes…" she moaned.

There was a silence, punctuated by shuffling amongst the leaves, groans and grunts as she maneuvered herself on top of him. She dipped and lowered herself onto him, repeating his earlier penetration and withdrawal. He moved his hand once she had him far enough within her. He reached for her breast again and pinched her nipple. Her thighs started to tremble from holding herself above him. He held her at the hips and took most of her weight without her even noticing he was doing it.

"Seth," she moaned.

"I'm here… I'm not going anywhere… god… that feels so good Rose."

Her eyes opened wide when she felt him butt up against her barrier. He reached up to her shoulders.

"Are you ready…?" he asked, "We just have to push through this…"

She nodded. He pulled her down by the shoulders and lifted himself a little.

"Oh, oh, oh," she uttered little cries.

"Hold still Honey; hold still… it'll pass…" He looked so worried she smiled at him.

"Kiss me Seth," she instructed.

He did and while he was, she pushed herself down to the hilt. The thunder crackled overhead ominously. They both cried out wordlessly.

"Jesus, Rose…" He could smell blood.

"I feel so full… so full … I don't think I can describe it…" she muttered.

He reached for her hips and he moved her forward a little, still supporting her weight.

"Oh god," she groaned, "that rubs in the exact right spot."

"I know…" he told her. "Open your eyes Rose… you want to see me…" he reminded her.

She did. They stared at each other and Seth's world tilted.

He has had sex plenty of times but for the first time, in he thinks maybe, ever, he completely lost control; he lost himself. He held her and thrust up into her with his breath gusting with the effort. His fingers pressed into the top of her buttocks. His world became one of pure sensation; a blinding mix of movement, heat and pressure. She was crying out above him, her body spasming with her own release. His orgasm started from his toes and made its way up his legs with something approaching pain; he exploded. It erupted out of him.

And when he came back and found himself again, he was staring into the dark eyes of the girl he now knew he adored, worshipped, admired, and was crazy about... There just weren't enough words to describe what she was to him. She was his imprint. Now he knew why he needed to look after her. Maybe the blood, sex and the tribal land were the last pieces of the puzzle.

The rain poured down on them both, cooling his superheated body.

His heart continued to pound in his chest and he was still buried inside her. Rose looked amazing, her lips were swollen and she seemed to glow to him.

"Rose," he just breathed her name.

"Wow," she said. She was breathing hard.

She went to kiss him and then noticed his stunned appearance. "Why are you looking at me like that? Seth? Are you okay? You look like I hit you …did I shock you Seth?" Rose was in a panic. She worried she had zapped him. "I mean that was amazing… I didn't know I could do that so many times in a row… Seth?"

"It's you…," he said in a breathless voice. He got a memory flash of their bodies smacking together. He sincerely hoped the whole memory will return.

"Huh? Of course it's me… who else did you think it would be?" she asked.

"No… you… me… my…" he blustered, not making any sense whatsoever.

The rain continued to fall softly. He had another memory flash of her crying out with her head back; riding him as the lightning crashed in the sky.

"Seth? I zapped you… I did… didn't I…? Where did I hit you?" she started running her hands over him looking for a burn mark.

"It's okay…," he said. But he continued to stare at her. He was holding her on his lap motionless.

"Seth…? You are weirding me out. You are not making any sense… and you have this odd look on your face. Do you always do this after sex? Should I get used to the 'I've been slapped by a fish look'? I am not sure it is really you… you know?" she tried to joke.

"I love you Rose," he said. His voice was low and intense and he said the word 'love' like velvet.

"You do? Well I should hope so, seeing as how we just…" she blushed and couldn't finish her sentence.

He kissed her.

"I love you too, Seth."

He reached up to her shoulders and ground her down onto him; one last thrust up into her, making her cry out again. "Oh Jesus…"

Anything else she tried to say was lost as he sealed their mouths together.

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