A/N: We don't own Twilight although we really enjoy fucking with Edward. Robert, if you're reading this- we're sorry for making you the sub. We'd totally let you be the Dominant if you were here with us. Our husbands already know they'd have to share us with you.

Just a note: Fiberkitty is coming down with something that feels an awful lot like bronchitis. DS will not have any delays, but the other story she puts a lot of time into, Lost and Found, will be a little slower than normal as she needs to rest and take care of her kids who are all sick with the same cold/cough that is settling in her chest.

Umm so warnings. yeah... Lose the panties, sit on a towel, and sit back to enjoy the Jasper and Edward love.

This is nearly 10k words and at least 6k are lemony. So please, when you're done reading, send some love. It might make fiberkitty feel better or at least make her smile to know that even though she's miserable, someone else was getting off. :)

JPOV

Oh God. He's already hard. I watched as Edward undressed. The brandy was still strong tasting on my tongue as I steeled myself against his naked form. I longed to make love to him all night long. I wanted to show him that I knew he hadn't meant me when he was speaking to Emmett. But, I held my tongue. Watching him grovel was delightful.

I knew what he was feeling, that panic of being left, the self-disappointment that he'd let me down, the knowledge that he needed to move past that and just be. He was becoming more comfortable with me as a part of his life, at least around Bella. At dinner we maintained a nice conversation and I hid my pleasure at Bella's delicate blush as I kissed her hand.

I watched as Edward undressed, folding his clothing neatly. His obsessive compulsive tendencies regarding mess were endearing. Perhaps I should have him tidy the play room after a particularly hard scene one evening.

He looked so scared that I wanted to pet him, rest his head in my lap, and just play with his hair. I wanted him to calm down and remove the fear from his eyes. He should never be scared of me.

"Very nice Edward. I'm impressed. I didn't think you had it in you."

He started to speak but closed his lips quickly. Edward was trying to behave and the strain was showing. I granted him the opportunity to voice his mind.

"You may speak."

"Sir, I, I wanted to apologize. I didn't mean what I said on Monday night. It…came out wrong. I wanted to mention it today and I…"

I touched his cheeks on both sides and gently lifted his face so that his eyes met mine. So much pain and regret in his emerald eyes. Surely he could read me well enough to know that I knew he hadn't meant it like that. But if he feels guilty, I will help him work through it. I will give him the physical release of his emotions.

"Yes, I am most disappointed in you Edward. You think I'm a hard master?"

"No!" He all but yelled at me. I wasn't finished and I didn't like the tone he used so I slapped him. He knew better.

"Silence. I am speaking. Edward, after all I told you this morning, after all I promised…"

"I didn't know, I didn't mean you. I meant losing a patient." Edward's voice was just this side of breathing, the hint of his voice making it a whisper. "You're one of the best things that's ever happened to me."

With a sigh, I let go of my resolve to be harsh with him. "Edward…you are so much like me. Come."

When Edward moved to stand, I directed him to crawl. I was still displeased with his behavior and he would make it up to me, one way or another. Watching him walk on his knees to me, his cock leading the way, was such a delicious sight that I wanted to burn it into my mind forever. His precum was leaking from the tip.

"Bend over my lap."

His cock brushed my thigh as he stretched out over my legs. When Edward whimpered I leaned down and whispered, "You must be quiet, pet, or Bella will come down here and demand to know what is going on. And we don't want that, do we?"

Edward shook his head. He's not ready to tell her yet and that is alright. I'll bring her in into the arrangement one day.

I stroked his buttocks slowly, his skin hot beneath my hand. It was completely hairless, the faint dark hair of his thighs ending in a smooth line as his ass sloped up and away from his legs. "Such a lovely ass you have Edward. I'm going to teach you so many things. Do you think you're ready to learn them?"

I continued to stroke him while reaching for the paddle I'd brought in my bag. Edward nodded in response to my question. It was time for another lesson. So, I paddled him.

"This is for disobeying me. I told you not to touch yourself." God, how I would have loved to watch you. What were you thinking of, my pet?"You will listen to me. I'm doing this for your good Edward!"

I wrapped my fingers into his silky locks, loving the rich bronzish auburn shade against my skin. Lifting his head slightly, I paddled him again. "I was hurt by you Edward this week. You made me regret, almost for a moment that I had agreed to this."

He began to shake slightly with his tears. Edward was close to his breaking point and I needed him against the wall. He needed to decide if he was in or out, fully.

"Am I such a bad master?" Spank "Do you regret taking my ring?" I brought the flat of the paddle against his ass again, the skin a bright red.

"Nooo!" Edward cried out rather loudly.

I yanked on his hair. "Do not speak until I tell you that you may speak Edward! I do not want to beat you into submission Edward. But I will if I have to." My voice was a growl against his ear.

Edward began sobbing, his body heaving against my legs as he openly cried. This was the emotion he needed to get out of him. It was a poison slowly eating away at his soul. This wasn't just for disappointing me, it was letting himself down. I hated making him hurt like this but it was good for him. He needed this ctharsis.

"You... You may sit up now."

Edward was even harder than before, and as he leaned up, a trail of his precum led from his tip to my pants where a quarter sized wet spot was showing. Despite his tears, he was enjoying this. He wanted this, wanted me. His cock was so beautiful. I could just reach out and lick up that shimmering cum on his cock. I felt, more than heard, my groan as my cock became painfully hard within my pants.

"Even just thinking about you wanting me, wanting me to spank you again, it makes me hard, Edward."

It was Edward's turn to groan as his eyes fell to my crotch. I reached for his hand and moved it so that his palm just barely brushed my arousal. This was my body's display of his power over me. "This is the power a sub has over his master."

His eyes widened in shock and then darkened to the deepest shades of a forest at night. His hand broke my grasp and his hands were on my cheeks. Then his icy mint breath was on me, his lips against mine. A shock ran through me, he kissed me. He wasn't accepting my kiss, this was Edward kissing me of his own volition. His choice, not yours. You're his Dom, you can enjoy it later in memory, not now, Jasper.

I pulled away and slapped him. He seemed more hurt from my rejection of his affection than he did from my words earlier. I wanted so badly to just pull his lips to mine once more and fully conquer his mouth with my tongue. I wanted to find out if his tongue was as sweet as his lips.

"Never. Do. That. Again. A sub does what his master chooses, not the other way around. Do you understand me?" Edward's eyes fell from mine, appearing much more meek and apologetic. "A master tells a sub what to do. It is his power." A power you gave me, my pet. "And it's my power to choose where I will find my own release."

Edward nodded, his eyes briefly meeting mine to show he understood. "Get dressed."

He dressed quickly, his eyes on the floor the entire time. He was no doubt fighting his own shame of having kissed a man as well as his shame for disappointing me. If only he knew how dear he had made himself to me.

Edward was tense, staring at the ground before him. My fingers twitched with the urge to pet him, to console him somehow. "Speak."

"I'm sorry," he whispered.

"Look at me." I made my face a mask of contentment. Perhaps I'm getting too close to him and he'd be better with Eleazar. "Edward, you certainly try a man's patience. You need so much…I'm not sure I can do this."

Then he began to beg me. "Please sir. I'll be better. I just…I don't know what I'm doing. I went online to try to find out some stuff and…"

"You went online? Wait…let me guess. You 'Googled' it, right?" That is the term people are using now, I believe. I prefer the tried and true method of the library system. "Edward, this isn't something you can look up. You can't learn it from a book. It's here." I rested my hand over his heart, which was pounding away in his chest. "The relationship isn't so different than a marriage. It can be, but not with me. I try to respect my subs. I want them to want to come to me willingly, not feel they have to out of a sense of loyalty and brainwashing. I don't work like that." I won't make you less than you are. "I'm better than that."

I needed out of here before I kissed Edward. "Session's over." My voice was quieter than normal, hopefully he wouldn't notice.

"Jasper, sir, have…have you ever thought of getting the scars on your back removed?"

My scars, the scars given to me by Maria and Aro. Images of the past swirled around me. Too many images to push away.

"You are still mine, Jasper. If I ever catch you without the beautiful marks I gave you, I will see you permanently removed from my program. Do you understand me?"

Aro paced back and forth, his cellphone in hand. It was the cellphone he had received a call on the night before from a plastic surgeon I'd contacted about reconstructive surgery on my back and shoulders. Stupid fucking world wide payroll. When the doctor admitted to having agreed to the surgery, Aro put out a hit on him. He'd just received the call that the doctor would not be performing any further surgeries.

I can't let that happen to Carlisle or Emmett, the obvious two choices for Edward to consider. "Damn it Edward! I just got finished telling you…" I stopped and focused on my happy place, my dock at twilight. I instantly regained my calm. "No. They are memories. They remind me of what I lived through. I don't have to justify myself to you or anyone else."

"No sir, I just…some people don't feel whole."

So, I'm less than a man to him. "Do they disgust you? Do I disgust you?"

"Never sir." His eyes were clear and honest, his body relaxed. The truth at last.

I smiled as I spoke. "I'll be leaving on Saturday. I'm going to visit the…head office, if you will, of our group." Italy, here I come.

"Head office?"

I nodded, feeling the weight of Aro's chains upon my soul. "Yes. I have to visit my master."

"You have a…?"

I have a master you never want to meet. "And I'll be taking a sub with me." Seth. Aro would force you to stay as a tribute and I refuse to be parted with you like that. I refuse to see him break you for his pleasure games.

"Sir?"

I went to my backpack and began packing it with my iPod and paddle. "Yes, I'd like it if you came and took me to the airport on Saturday. My flight leaves at six in the morning. Since it is so early, perhaps you'd like to stay over?"

Depending on his behavior, I may let him sleep in my bed or he can sleep in the play room with Seth. Hopefully Seth won't try to relieve any of Edward's tension without my direction. I would have to give him a direct order to not touch my new sub. "I'll make sure Seth doesn't disturb your sleep. He's quite…eager."

"Seth, sir?" Edward asked with a curiosity rivaling his jealousy at being left behind.

"Yes. The sub I'm taking with me. He's earned me. You would do well to take a page from his book." He submits in every way no matter what asked. Seth is often overly attentive but rarely to a fault.

Edward's face flushed and I saw his knuckles turn white as his hands fisted. He wanted to be the one to come with me. His jealousy was endearing, for now. I wonder how he will be once I've returned. Should he be my first visit or should I make him wait a while?

"You can be jealous all you want Edward, but don't let me see it or you'll find yourself at the bottom of my list when I return from Italy."

I cinched my bag tightly and then shouldered it. "Oh, and don't forget, you can't touch yourself or Bella until I say so. Don't forget our session on Friday Edward. If you want to take me to the airport, just bring a bag with you on Friday night. Therapy will be at my house on Friday so I can also prepare for my trip. Alright?" Edward smiled and nodded. "See you Friday, Edward."

Bella was upstairs, tidying up the kitchen when I rounded the corner from the stairs. She turned and gave me a bright smile and put another glass up on the shelf. Bella mouthed "How is he?" as I walked closer to her.

"Thank you for being so understanding Bella. Edward is doing quite well, I assure you. But as for what we discussed? Let's give him a little space, shall we?"

"You mean...?" She asked.

Bella had called me shortly after our office appointment and wanted to know how she should react if Edward lost control like he had before. She didn't want to make him worse. I had given her the directions to let him come to her for sex, not to take the initiative. It worked in pushing him to the brink and would mean disobedience on his part.

"Yes."

Bella nodded to me and showed me the door. Edward was going to be miserable by Friday evening. By Saturday morning he'd be ready to beg for me. I have yet to decide if I will let him doing anything while I'm away. It would be rather unfair to make him go without any stimulation for a week.

Thursdays. I still hate Thursday mornings right before a trip to Italy. Aro always calls with my list of what to bring. This time it was the clothing for my trip there, a set for the way home, one suit for the formal dinner, but otherwise nothing. It was going to be one of those weeks where I'm collared and by his feet the entire week like a little dog.

Anything to keep him away from here and Edward. Aro would claim him in a heartbeat. Not only would I have to give him up, I'd have to cover up his disappearance, and Eleazar's and my private subs would be endangered. I think out of all of those, I would be the most upset about Edward's treatment in Italy. He would be worked harder than I was due to his soft introduction to the lifestyle.

The first time he was kenneled... God. Just thinking about my first time in his cage room sends shivers down my spine.

"You're a strong one Whitlock. I know it will take more than just a whip to break you. Into the room you go."

Aro tugged on the leash he held, similar to a dog's choke chain, cinching the collar tightly around my neck. The room he coerced me into had roughly hewn stone walls and a smooth sloped floor leading to a shower stall in the corner with a drain. A small toilet sat opposite the shower, a curtain up on a circular track to allow some semblance of privacy. A white line was painted into the grout lines of the flooring leading straight down the center. There were two high tables with cushions and an assortment of bottles near by.

On both long side walls were rows of what looked like large dog crates meant to house a fully grown Husky or Alaskan Malamute. There were a blanket and pillow in each one and in a few I could just see a bare tatami mat as padding. They were stacked three high and a step stool was in front of every few kennels so that they did not have to be moved far to gain access to higher kennels.

I wasn't given long to look around as I was tugged to the wall to our left. Aro kicked the foot stool over in front of a freshly set up kennel, the blankets folded back over the mat and a pillow in a sharply creased pillow case. I didn't want to be put inside there.

"In you go."

"No."

A switch came down across my back and I felt two of my scabs open up. I dropped to the ground in pain, the stone icy against my chest and stomach. I'd do anything if he just put that damned willow branch away. Fuck. It hurt worse than nearly any paddling or leather whip I'd felt.

"In you go."

"You're not putting me in that."

The switch came down in rapid succession. I could feel blood running down my back already. If he kept this up I was going to weaken and would have to give in.

"No, I'm not. You're going to climb in of your own volition. Up you go."

I crawled to the ladder and began to climb when the collar pulled me back down to the floor with a crash. When my head hit the ground, I begged for an end but Aro's accented voice rang out over the throbbing of my skull.

"Is that how you were taught?"

"No, Master. Thank you Master." I kissed his feet and felt his clammy fingers play with my hair.

"Such a good pet. Now rest. The cage is not locked. An alarm will sound if your door is open."

Aro watched as I climbed into the second row kennel he had indicated. He grabbed a small cuff that was attached to a bar and slid it onto my ankle, locking it and put the key in his pocket. He smiled and patted his pocket.

"This is our tracer. Anywhere in the palace you go, I can see it instantly. If you cross the line of the room without an authorized trainer in your presence, an alarm will sound. You may use the toilet every three hours during the day and every four at night. Any more than that and the alarm will go off. You may shower once per day on your time, more if a trainer grants you access. Every thing is keyed to your tracer."

Aro's smile was oddly predatory. "Do you remember Jane's technological gifts that Maria had?"

I stiffened in my new bunk and curled up as far away from him as possible.

"That collar was nothing compared to this. The jolt is specially set to go through your entire body as if you've been hit by lightening. You'll find this one more difficult to remove than your collar was as well."

I would tolerate being kenneled for a week if it meant Edward's freedom. My thoughts will be on him as I am beaten and I would think of him as I train new slaves in the art of balancing pain with pleasure. At least I would get to see Emily and Isabel again. They would be the highlight of my trip. Aro is too fond of them to stay in the dorms. No doubt they have small couches in his private chamber.

Aro's parting words were that he hoped I was ready for him. I cringed, I could not help it. The man makes my skin crawl. I would spend the next 36 hours mentally shielding off my reaction to him and only see him as my master once more. I will continue to atone for killing Maria with my sweat, tears, and blood if my master deems it necessary.

However, my duty to protect my sub... my subs... overrides my duty as a sub. If Aro threatens Edward or any of them, I will have to do whatever it takes. I owe my lost relationship with Alice that much. I won't see his marriage fail or have him just disappear from his life forever.

But he wants me to be ready for him. Perhaps I could use this time apart to begin getting Edward ready for further explorations. I will pick him up an anal sex training kit before I leave. That will give him a week to slowly adjust to the concept and if he says 'no,' I can end things as they are and see if Sakura can take him on for the off-the-record appointments.

I made it through my Thursday appointments, rescheduling any appointments for next week for a later date or with my colleagues. All of my long term mental health patients were aware that I go away on seminars for a week or two at a time, a few times a year, with little notice as to when I'll be leaving. George always takes the news the worst. I've been seeing him since my first weeks here in Seattle.

"But what if your plane crashes? Who will I see then?"

His anxiety is subdued compared to how it was when we first began treating. The improvement has occurred mostly through the use of a strict schedule with a three week period to introduce a change. I'd given him a better notice than anyone else, letting him know when I just had the inkling that a visit was coming up.

"George, we talked about this. I've been telling you for the past five weeks that I had a training session coming up. I will miss two appointments which you can have with one of my colleagues right here in my office. The only change will be that Dr. Caras will see you instead of me. I'll be back before you can even miss my ugly face."

George laughed and finally set down his coffee cup. Decaf today. I need to get some sleep tonight.

I flipped through my planner to make sure I hadn't missed any appointments. Fuck. There at nine thirty tonight, Alice and Laurent, the house. I really wasn't in the mood to play relationship counselor for them as I fucked them both. They both know I'm leaving for Italy soon and both have been vying to accompany me. Until they wear my ring or Eleazar's collar, I will not take them and neither is serious enough in their actions to warrant that commitment on my part.

Only Alice came in at ten. "You're late."

She looked up at me with her big eyes, all rimmed in red, the lower lids puffy. Alice had been crying. The only time I had ever seen her cry like this was the day I came home to her and she saw my scars. I'd spent a few weeks in a government hospital healing up first.

"What did Laurent do?"

Alice began to sob harder and fell down by my feet. I swear I'm going to kill that son of a bitch if he hurt her. She deserves only happiness and joy in her life.

"No, Jazzy. It's what I did. I'm so sorry. I'm sorry." She broke down into heaving wails as she cried all over my feet.

"What did you do, sugar? I can make it better. Whatever it is. Let me help you, just tell me."

I dropped down to hold her, my arms wrapped around her slight frame. I rocked her and shushed as I tried to calm her down. After twenty minutes she finally relaxed, her breathing returning to normal. When she turned in my arms her eyes were hard.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

This is about me taking Seth to Italy? "If I was going to take you to Italy, I'd give you more than a two day notice Ali-cat. You know that."

"Quit the crap, Jasper. You ringed him. You gave Edward your fucking ring. Damn it all to hell and damn you and him while you're at it. How could you do that to Bella or to him? He knows nothing about you and you're using him in your fucking war."

I grabbed her wrists that Alice had balled up and had near her head. I knew she would start hitting my chest soon. She was altogether too predictable.

"Alice, love, darlin', I'm helping him. I've told him about my past, what he needs to know anyways, and he knows about Maria. I've given him more information than I've given any of my other subs and he hasn't run in the other direction. I've given him plenty of chances to. At any time, he can hand me my ring and walk away."

I took a deep breath and prepared for the second round. It didn't come. She was standing in front of me, just watching and waiting.

"Alice, I'm... he's... He's different. Edward isn't one of the slaves and he's not a regular sub. I don't owe you any explanation over anything. He knew what he was getting into. My primary goal is his mental health. But when the day comes that Eleazar and I can shut down the slave ring- we will need subs to fill those contracted orders. Edward has the ability to be one of the best subs and sub trainers I've ever turned out Alice. He has all of my abilities plus more; he's unmarred.

"If I can break his control without breaking him, he will be everything I could not be. If he chooses, he will be our trainer as we end Aro's hold on the slave market world. Maria took me too far in punishment, not out of her love for me." Alice winced. "You walked away from me, you don't get to wince! Maria cared about me in a messed up way, but she did. Despite the amount of hate and contempt I felt for her, as well as my need of just getting through until my job was over, I had a bond with her. She was my mistress and I hurt her. I killed her, Alice! I killed someone."

I closed my eyes against the tears that were threatening to fall. "Alice, I've been there. I know what Edward's going through. Would you rather he commit suicide like many physicians who inadvertently kill a patient? Would you rather see him wearing a tux while in a casket or alive and happy while wearing my ring?"

Alice's face fell and she looked at her hands, still held by mine. Her empty hands. Things clicked. "You're jealous. I can't believe it. You're jealous that I have a new sub who is wearing my ring and it isn't you." Her eyes filled with fire but I knew I was right. She wasn't arguing the point. "Did you stop and think that this reaction, this determination that you know everything in a given situation, is the reason I won't let you wear my ring? You're not ready for it or what it stands for. I'm leaving tomorrow. Now I need to clean up this mess too. Get your emotions in check by the time I'm home from Italy or don't come back. Play time is over. Good night, Alice."

I walked out of the living room and to my bedroom, closing the door behind me. So much for a quick fuck and bedtime. Time to start planning damage control.

"What's that, Sir?" Seth was eyeing the rather large package on the back seat when he got in. I stiffened before remembering I had given him leave to speak unless told not to.

"A gift for my primary sub. He is feeling rather put out at staying behind. You will meet Edward tonight. I have not yet decided on the sleeping arrangements for this evening but if the two of you end up in the play room together on the mattresses, hands to yourself and speaking is to be minimal but I prefer none at all."

"Yes, Sir. Thank you for informing me, Sir."

Seth buckled his seat belt and sat with his hands in his lap as Eleazar trains his subs to do. "You may sit relaxed and roll down your window if you prefer. While still on duty, you may think of this evening as a little bit of a vacation. Did you pack an mp3 player for the plane ride as I suggested?"

"I did not have one, Sir, so Miss Kasey loaned me hers for the trip. My master let her go home for the week to her apartment. He flew out this morning without waking me."

Seth seemed rather put out. I knew from our weeks of breaking him in to the routines that he truly did feel hurt, left behind, as well as disappointed in himself for not waking up earlier to bid his master good bye. He would be reunited with Eleazar tomorrow evening and Seth's world would be right once more. The more I saw of his devotion to Eleazar, the more I began to worry that Aro would notice the crush, for lack of a better word, that Seth had for his master. Aro did not look kindly upon his doms and subs becoming too cozy outside of the collar.

It would not sit well for me to arrive alone nor would it be good for Seth to arrive with Eleazar so it cemented my decision. Eleazar was taking Sakura, her collar in place along with a meek and mild demeanor, and she would play the part of a perfect sub. She hadn't worn the collar in so long that she played with it and we'd spent the better part of a week laughing at her when she called in complaint. It was only as a ruse and a chance for her to see Italy.

I drove through Renton and picked up a box of Popeyes Chicken, biscuits, red beans and rice, and three catfish po'boys. I planned on making both boys work up quite the appetite tonight. Seth held it on his lap, his eyes huge, and his stomach growling loudly.

"Hungry?"

"Yes, Sir. Master and Lady Carmen are vegetarians and I'm used to a more hearty diet of meat and potatoes."

I laughed and Seth's eyes grew wide. I knew Eleazar was going to punish me later but I couldn't resist. "Your master... a vegetarian? Bull shit." I was laughing so hard I could barely keep from doubling over. "Eleazar orders a fucking slab of rare nearly bleeding cow every time we go out for dinner. When he comes to my house he brings Thai chicken and shrimp. You tell Carmen and I swear I'll leave you so sore you can't sit, boy, but damn, he's feeding you a line of bull shit."

Seth looked at me and then lost it. We were laughing so hard I had to pull over. I drank half of my cherry coke in one gulp, hoping the icy temperature would help me control my system once more. Eventually, I made it back onto the road and to my house. I set the oven on warm and tossed everything inside.

We still had a half hour until Edward would arrive so we settled onto the couch. Seth was antsy and unable to sit still. He's rarely not in training or kept in the dormitory where there are set rules on what is and is not allowed. This gray area was unnerving him.

"Sir, would you like me to rub your shoulders while we wait?"

His shoulder rub quickly turned into us kissing and then him on his knees between my legs with his shirt off. He unzipped my fly with his teeth and popped the snap the same way. Using his lips and tongue, Seth removed my cock from the opening in my boxers and quickly sank down over my length until I was nudging the back of his throat. I could feel the D-ring attached to his decorative collar hitting against my balls now and then.

"Fuck, you're so damn good at this. I'm going to take you into the first class bathroom on the plane and have you give me another blow job there. I want everyone to hear how good you are."

Seth groaned around my cock, his tongue fluttering up and down before he slid me back out to let his tongue trace the bulging vein on the underside of my shaft. His hand cupped my balls as his lips once more met my pubic bone. This boy had talent.

The sound of tires on gravel alerted me to Edward's arrival. He was going to walk in and see, oh god. Thoughts of his green eyes on mine as he sucked me filled my mind and there was nothing I wanted more than to have him watch me come into this boy's open throat.

But Seth had other plans and with a light touch of pressure from his teeth, my head slammed back onto the couch as my eyes closed. My hips lifted up against Seth's face as I came, groans issuing out from behind my clenched lips. Seth swallowed around me, making sure he didn't lose a drop. Just as the door opened, Seth pulled back to wipe his lips on the back of his hand. I tucked myself in and zipped my pants just as he came up on us.

The post amazing blow job languor had set in and I really didn't want to move. Instead I cracked open one eye, to see him there, his cock tenting out his pants, and his jaw a little slack. I gave him a partial smile, the effort of my usual "panty-dropper smile," as Eleazar calls it, not worthwhile.

"Hello Edward, sorry you missed the show. He's too good and I just couldn't hold off any longer."

"I.. uh... Sir, I'm sorry for interrupting."

Edward dropped down onto his knees. I pushed aside my ennui and forced myself to my feet. I stumbled around Seth and walked over to Edward and rested my hand on his head. I let my hand drift to his cheek and tipped his face to mine.

Giving him a serene smile I watched as his eyes went to a brilliant shade of green I'd had yet to see. "Stand up, Edward. You've not displeased me. I would have locked the door if I didn't want you inside. I have our dinner in the oven staying warm, but first, greet your master properly."

Edward looked at me in confusion, not knowing quite what I meant. I let my eyes obviously fall to his lips and back to his eyes and then his did the same. I gave the slightest of nods and he leaned forward closing his eyes as the distance between us lessened.

I held still as his lips met mine and then I moved so that my hands were on his shoulders, anchoring him to me. He tasted like the sharpest mint mixed with honey and a hint of coffee. I parted my lips and drew him into the kiss deeper until his lips moved upon mine. I lowered one of my hands until I grasped his and brought it around to my back and then moved my hands back up into his hair.

Edward responded by moaning and pulling me against his body, his cock hard against my thigh. I flicked my tongue against the soft dent in his lower lip and then up to the Cupid's bow of his upper lip. His touch lessened as if he wanted to pull away but he didn't. Returning my tongue to my mouth, I resisted pushing him any more than I was. He was going to get quite the lesson tonight as it was.

Then, Edward moaned and began to push against my hips with his pelvis. I let him walk us back against the wall and he began to grind against me. He was getting off on kissing me. I groaned as my already spent cock began to stiffen against his.

As we fell into a rhythm of grinding, Edward's tongue touched my lip, softer than anything I'd felt. I opened my lips to his tongue and felt my heart trip as his tongue tentatively grazed mine. He was testing the waters.

I made it easier on him and put myself back in the position of power by turning us so that he was up against the wall. Edward pulled at my shirt and belt loops, tugging me more firmly against him. As his cock rubbed against mine, I thrust my tongue into his mouth. It wasn't hard nor was it as deep as I would do to another sub, I didn't want to scare him off, but I did want him to know I was in control.

I teased his tongue with strokes and quick darting flicks before returning to my mouth, entreating him to enter. Eventually he did, his tongue moving slowly as if he was mapping my mouth with the tip of his tongue. Just as he became comfortable and let his tongue twist with mine, I pulled back and kissed him softly once with my lips closed.

His eyes opened, glazed. I gave him a smile. "Thank you, my good little boy. I'd like it if you greeted me like that from now on, when the situation is appropriate of course."

Edward nodded, his eyes hooded with lust. I reached between us to where his cock was sticking out, the fabric tented beautifully. I gave him a quick squeeze and enjoyed the groan he tried to stifle.

"Supper first, then a movie, and if you can both behave, perhaps a little release." Edward's eyes widened in fear as he looked to Seth. "No, no Edward. No one will touch you but me, and you aren't quite ready for that. You haven't earned that yet. But you are doing very, very well. Master does believe that you have earned the right to handle your own cock, for tonight. But only when I say, and I'm going to watch you. Now, both of you, to the table."

I walked away, doing my best to hide my erection until I was in the kitchen and able to adjust myself. I plated up our supper and brought it to the dining room table. Seth was starting at Edward, his cheeks flushed a deep pink over his russet toned skin. I tried to keep the conversation flowing between the three of us but eventually I couldn't take Seth's constant admiration of Edward.

"Yes, Seth, what is it?"

He looked down at his lap and then back to me. "Sorry, Sir. Do you remember Eleazar's displeasure with me last week?" I nodded and he continued. "Well, Edward's the guy I saw at the store."

I blinked and took a drink of my sweet tea, hiding my smile, before looking at Edward who was trying to find out what he was missing out on. I wanted to start saying in a sing-song voice "Seth has a crush on Edward" and totally pull an Alice on the moment. However, I simply nodded and resumed eating.

The three of us demolished all of the chicken, our sandwiches, and all the sides. We sat around and watched one of the games on as we digested. Every now and then, Edward's eyes would raise to meet mine and he'd blush and look away.

After a bathroom trip, I changed into some lounging pants and invited the guys out to watch the sunset on my dock. They both jumped at the chance to leave the sexually charged room and get out into the fresh air. When we came back in after dark, Seth asked permission to go sleep as he knew we had a long trip ahead and he was not certain of the sleeping arrangements in Italy outside of them not being the most comfortable.

I gave him free use of the living room and guest bathroom, folded out the futon, and fetched fresh linens for him. Edward, I beckoned him to my bedroom with me. It was his first time in my sanctuary.

He took in the South Western theme, the black and white photos of cowboys, some pictures I'd taken in Arizona, and the various trinkets I'd purchased on my travels. He lifted a picture of Alice and me out front by the garden. He quickly set it down.

"Sorry, Sir."

I smiled and let him know it was alright. "Make yourself comfortable. The bed, chair, or floor, whichever you prefer. I need to pack. You may speak freely in this room. Your time here will be rare and when inside it is as a guest. When given an order in this room, you have the right to refuse, but be wary of using that right too often or you'll find me much less forgiving out of the room. Understood?"

Edward nodded and moved to sit in my wicker papasan. "Yes, Jasper."

I pulled out the Armani suit Alice had purchased for me a few months ago and placed it in the garment bag along with a pair of jeans, undershirt, and a more casual dress shirt for the flight back. I put several pairs of socks and underwear into a small flat pocket in the bottom. My few toiletries would go into my carry on. Aro would provide the rest that I needed.

"Is that all you're taking?"

I nodded and moved off to my bathroom for the duplicate deodorant, contacts, and contact solution I had sitting on the counter. I dumped them into my traveling shave kit and put that into my carry on. Edward looked at the red folder I slipped into my bag.

"Sub file summaries for my master."

Edward swallowed and eyed the folder. "Don't worry, Edward. You aren't in there. You are strictly off the record. You're extra credit so to speak."

"So you see other subs? You have other subs?"

His eyes fell to his ring where he twirled it around his finger. I knelt down in front of him and kissed his ring. "You are the only sub I see like this. Everyone else is through Eleazar. You will meet him after we returned. No, not like that. As my sub and as a friend invited for a meal at his home. He has rooms with more equipment than I can house here."

Edward gave me a slight smile and I looked into his eyes. "Edward, you make it very hard to not get attached to you. You try so hard yet I can read you like an open book. You wear your emotions so clearly, especially in your eyes."

His fingers toyed with mine until they were woven between them. "What do they say right now?"

They were bright like before but a hint of their earlier lust remained. "This," and I kissed him, releasing his hands to climb up into the papasan with him. He groaned and kissed me back, his lips slightly parted yet no tongue. I preferred it this way, him exploring his own comfort level with me. I drew back after several minutes of making out and took in a breath to steady myself. I moved to my closet and took off my clothing, tossing it into the hamper except for boxers.

"I'm going to bed now, Edward. It's after ten and we have to be at Sea-Tac by four thirty. There is plenty of room in the bed for you otherwise the mattresses in the other room are clean and there is bedding in the closet. If you're going home, please lock the screen behind you."

He pulled off his socks. "I'd like to stay, Jasper. I told Bella I was taking you to the airport. She's having a movie night with Rose."

I climbed in under the cold crisp sheets and watched as he undressed down to straining boxer briefs. He flipped the light switch and then walked to the other side of the bed and slid between the sheets. We laid in silence, listening to one another breathe until finally he turned over and faced me after about ten minutes.

"I can't sleep, Sir. I'm a little worked up and it's making sleep difficult."

I felt my lips pull up into a smile as I turned over and grabbed the lube from the side table, along with the box of tissues that I set atop the headboard for after. I reached beneath the blanket for his hand and pressed the bottle into it. My other hand worked beneath his neck until his head was resting on my arm.

"Tonight, I'll just watch and keep my hands where they are unless you move them or tell me otherwise," I instructed.

In my years as a sub and trainer, I've become accustomed to going to sleep horny. While I have no need to do so now, I would much rather focus on Edward's needs. He relaxed his neck so that his head was on my upper arm and I could feel his breath on my neck and chest.

"Jasper, I've never... with anyone else but Bella. I don't know if I can.. by myself. Maybe if you were... too, I could..."

I laughed against his lips softly as I kissed him chastely. "I'll jack off too if that's what you want. Fold the blanket and sheet back, I don't want to have to change the bedding again."

Edward sat up and very carefully folded the sheet and blanket down our legs so that it was accordion folded. When we were cleaned up, we could just pull the piece nearest to us and be covered. Once finished, I lifted my hips and carefully lowered my boxers up and over my cock and down my legs, tossing them to the floor once my feet were free. Edward eyed my cock and then did the same.

His cock was hard and pointed straight up to his navel. I slid my left arm beneath his head once more and tugged him over until our chests were touching but our hips, and subsequently our cocks, were far enough part for our hands. Edward reached for the lube that had fallen between us as we situated the bedding and his fingers brushed my cock which then twitched and became more swollen.

Edward looked at me and did it again. I fought to maintain eye contact in the moonlight filtering through my open blinds. His thumb touched the head of my cock, smearing pre-cum across the tip. I purred at the contact and he smiled.

His thumb swirled a circle with the shiny droplets and then he pulled his hand back to look. I nearly came, untouched, as his tongue peeked out like a kittens to lick up the salty sweet pre-cum off his thumb. This was much farther than I had expected him to come tonight.

"Is this," he touched my cock once more, "from me?" His eyes were wide and almost innocent as he asked. I couldn't help but smirk at him.

"Yes, this is all from you and for you. I was already spent but your kiss got me going again."

I curled my hand around his head and coaxed him forward and this time Edward took the position of dominance. Instead of stopping with just turning his head to kiss me, he rolled on top of me and kissed me. His cock was hard against my thigh and mine against his stomach as his tongue went between my lips. Our tongues fought for whose mouth to be inside and we settled for an open mouthed kiss and alternating. I pulled back to catch my breath and he began to nip along my jaw, speaking between kisses.

"You've kept me hard all week, Dr. Whitlock. I can't get you out of my head. It's like you've infected me so that you're in my every thought. But I like it. I like knowing that I can make you hard. I like being able to please you. Jasper, Sir, I'm going to be better now. I'm going to give you everything and be a good sub. When I think of you, nothing else can hurt me. I want to make you feel good. Show me how to make you feel good."

When he moved closer to my mouth once more, I bit his lip and tugged his lips back to mine. I worked my thighs up around his hips and twisted so that we were lying sideways, face to face. "Give me your hand, Edward."

I reached once more for our forgotten lube and poured some into his hand. I moved my body back to give him more room and then with my hand to guide him, wrapped both of our hands around his own cock. He groaned from the contact and from the surprise. He'd expected to pleasure me.

"I want to watch you jack off for me, while you're thinking of me, and watching me get off too."

I pumped his cock once because I couldn't resist. I needed to feel the hefty weight in my hand. But I did it only once because any more and I'd want it between my lips tonight. It was past due for me to go home to my master. I needed to find my place again.

Edward's moan made me fist my hand around him and pump several times more. I couldn't resist the power. I finally broke free when his eyes closed in ecstasy. He groaned and his hips thrust towards me, wanting the connection.

His beautiful eyes opened, the lashes so dark on his cheeks and upper lids. "Did I do something wrong?"

I shook my head and kissed him softly, more of a nuzzle than kiss. "No, my lovely pet, but tonight is not for that. I will let you come, but not from my hand." I poured more lube over his cock and then into my hand which closed over my aching dick.

I watched his fingers wrap around his cock, twisting slight as he went. His eyes were on my cock as I jacked off for him. It felt good but mostly I wanted to watch him. I wanted to imagine being inside him as he came.

"Edward, can I try something? You can tell me 'no' and it's perfectly okay. I know all of this is new to you. But our activities later on will likely progress to me being inside of you. May I put on a glove and use some lube to help you get ready for that day?"

He stopped thrusting through his palm but he didn't lose his erection. His eyes came back up to mine from our cocks and he nodded.

I turned over and rummaged blindly in the dark for the box of gloves I kept in the drawer. I grabbed one and slid it over my hand and then reapplied the lube. I had Edward turn so that he was facing me with his left thigh, the top one, over my hips. He continued to jack off while I began to just run my middle finger around the rim of his puckered entrance. His hips backed away from me and I started to run my fingers through his hair the best I could reach with his head and neck trapping my arm.

I let him kiss me again, using my tongue to distract him as he began to pump in earnest. I slid one finger inside him in time with the movement of my tongue in his mouth and his hand over his cock. Edward moaned my name into my mouth and released my tongue to bury his face in my neck. I began to thrust my finger into him slowly, just fractions of an inch at a time until his body relaxed around me.

I crooked my finger up and he groaned. With the pushing down of his ass against my hand I knew I'd found his prostate and began to massage it. I slid a second finger in along the first and he bucked against me.

He began to bite down on my shoulder as he was taken closer and closer to the edge. His body was tightening, his legs were going out straighter, his toes flexing up and down with each movement of his hand and my fingers. It was heaven to watch and feel.

"Jasper, so close. Please."

I smirked and kissed into his hair. "Do you need to come, Edward?"

"God, please, yes. Let me come, Sir."

Massaging more firmly, I slid a third finger within him, keeping my fingers side by side. He would be sore later. "Now, Edward. Come for me."

"Fuck!"

I felt the warm jets shoot out onto my stomach and chest as he swore and shook against me. I slid my fingers out while he was clenching down. He moaned and I noticed one last dribble coat my skin. I removed the glove and tossed it toward my en suite bathroom. I'd get it later.

I grabbed my own cock and used the lube and Edward's come to masturbate with. It was only mere moments, no more than twenty thrusts before my own come was mixing with his. That was when I noticed he was shaking.

"Edward, are you okay?"

He lifted his face and there were tears upon his cheeks. No, fuck, of course he's not okay, brainiac. You just broke everything he considered true about his sexuality and made him enjoy it. I knew he couldn't weight more than a buck eighty, maybe a buck ninety. I could carry him a little ways.

I slid out from beneath him and started the hot water in the jacuzzi tub and then went back to the bed. He was sitting up, his head in his hands. I put my arm around Edward and carefully pulled him to his feet. I led him to the bathroom, his feet shuffling and then lifted him into the water. He winced as his ass hit the water but then sighed in relief as the heat began to soak into his muscles.

I turned off the taps and moved to get a washcloth and some bath gel. I quickly washed him clean while he sat silently. I took a deep breath and began working on how to piece him back together again.

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