Surprise

By: SereneCaffeine

Promts: feather(s), scarf (scarves), tongue

Author's Note: Okay because I have this crazy (some might call insane) love for La Nina, I couldn't pass up the opportunity to write a little ditty for her birthday. Mwah! I love you babe! Oh and HAPPY BIRTHDAY LOVEY!!

Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. No copyright infringement is intended.

I don't own Twilight. I just twist the characters to fit my needs. If that means, making them do the chicken dance while they take a field sobriety test and recite the French National Anthem, then so be it.

Characters: Well, that would just be the worst thing I could do, giving away the details… ::sigh:: I guess I can give up one name, Bella. But you won't get the other out of me. ;-)

Summary: Bella comes home to a big surprise. Drabble.

At last her exhausting day was over and Bella was finally home and could unwind. All I want to do is have a cup of hot tea and relax. Or maybe take a hot bath and relax. Hmm, something hot and relaxing. She giggled to herself and unlocked the front door.

Once past the threshold, she dropped her purse onto the long table along the wall and dropped her keys into the bowl. When she shut the door behind her, she made sure to lock it. Her coat was the next thing on the list to be taken care of. Spinning to face the closet across from the entry table, Bella opened that door and pulled a hanger from the rod. No sooner was her coat hung up and the door closed, did she feel a pair of large, slightly calloused hands cover her eyes. Her body stiffened for a moment before a smooth voice spoke to her.

"Don't be scared, darling. You know I won't hurt you… unless you ask," he said with a delightfully teasing voice.

Bella's body shivered at his tone and the words he spoke. She knew he only spoke the truth and trusted him completely. "What exactly are you doing, honey?"

"It's a surprise, so I can't tell you, lest we ruin it. You wouldn't like that now would you? I know you like surprises, even when you say you don't." A devilish smile unfurled on his handsome features, but sadly she didn't get to see it. A thought fluttered through his mind, I know you too well, my darling and I know that this is one surprise you definitely will not hate. "Now keep your eyes closed and I'll lead the way."

"Okay," she agreed trusting him implicitly.

He guided her further into their house and upstairs, putting special care into making sure she didn't trip on the way, and then down the hall to their bedroom. On the way, she could've sworn she smelled candles, but keeping her word to him, her eyes remained closed. Once inside their room Bella felt something cool and silky cover her eyes. What is he up to now? she thought with a small sigh.

She felt him chuckle behind her, "Bella, my dear, this is to make sure you don't peek. I know you love surprises, but I also know that you love peeking at them more."

She huffed, "That's neither funny nor particularly nice, you know."

"Maybe not, but this is all about you right now, so leave the scarf alone and just feel."

Her hands went to her hips, "But I want to be able to see you," she argued back.

Growling playfully, he responded, "Why are you being so damn difficult? Just relax and fucking enjoy it."

Even though she couldn't see him, she could hear the smile in his voice and relented, letting her arms return to her sides. She was going to let him do what he had planned and not fuss.

"Now, you are going to stand there nicely and let me take your clothes off."

She snorted, Yeah, because that's something I'm going to argue over. Bella threw her arms out straight and she looked like the letter T. "Okay, strip me."

"Oh that's incredibly sexy, Bella. Say it again."

"Are you going to make fun of me or get me naked?"

Cock already hard and straining against his slacks, he knew the latter was the better of the two options. Naked… definitely naked.

He knelt before her and ran a finger over her Achilles tendon, "Lift your foot."

Putting a hand on his shoulder to balance herself, her left foot moved off the floor. Quickly he unstrapped her heel, dropping it with a thud to the floor, before asking her to switch. Once the task was complete, he stood again and had her turn around. With his thumb and middle finger he tugged the zipper on the back of her dress down. His index finger ran along her spine as the dress parted and her silky skin appeared.

Bella shivered. "I don't care what you say, this isn't entirely fair."

"Hush you! This is your surprise."

Fine then! she thought with a huff.

"Bella," he said her name softly, "I'm going to help you lay down now."

"All right; but am I leaving these on?" Her thumb curled around the string of her sapphire bikini underwear.

"For now." He left it at that.

Gently, he laid her body down on the bed and stood back to take a moment to appreciate the view before him. God, she's beautiful. And mine. He loved Bella with all his heart and often wondered how he got so lucky to have such a woman come into his life.

Little did he know, Bella also entertained the very same thoughts about him. They were meant for each other though; they had that all consuming, storybook kind of love. It was unconditional and unyielding.

"Did you leave the room? Or are you leaving me out?" Bella said feeling a little left out of her surprise.

"Leave you out?! Of course not, darling. That would be beneficial to neither of us!" She heard a gentle rustling of fabric as he removed his clothing. He then climbed onto the bed and sat on the edge beside her. With his index finger, he reached out and traced over her collarbone, down her chest to her breast where his finger circled a few times around her nipple, then over each of her ribs and along to her hipbone. He then hooked his finger into the thin band of her underwear and pulled, "Would you like me to take these off too?"

"It would help; can't do much with them on."

He tsked, "Well, that's not entirely true. Remember that one Christmas Eve when the whole family was here? You had that red dress on that just looks so— God! Will you wear it tomorrow?" He lost his train of thought for a moment before recovering, "Anyhow, we were in the kitchen and you were checking on dinner. I came up behind you, pressed you against the island—"

"—jerked my dress up around my waist, pulled my underwear to side and fucked me. Yeah, how could I forget that?"

He smiled cockily, not that she could see it, "It was amazing, huh?"

"Well, yes. But if you recall, we couldn't serve one of the side dishes that night because you got too overzealous and shoved me tits first into the mashed potatoes bowl. Then you lied and told everyone that 'clumsy Bella spilled them.'"

"I guess I forgot that part."

"Are we going to keep taking trips down memory lane or are you actually going to fuck me?"

"Oh, I'm going to fuck you," he promised as his fingers pulled her underwear from her hips and down her legs, where he tossed them haphazardly to the floor. "But not before I have a little fun with you first."

Bella heard the sound of their bedside drawer opening. She knew what was inside, but not which toy he'd select. However, this was a new toy, just recently purchased and one she knew nothing about.

The long white feather tickled her navel and she squirmed. "What is that?" she questioned.

"You tell me…" He dipped it to her skin again, this time along her clavicle.

"Can I have a hint?"

"No. Never mind, I don't want you to guess, I just want you to feel and enjoy."

"But—"

"Bella…" he warned, "Must I really keep mentioning that this is all about you, love? Just start enjoying it already."

She settled back against the pillows and let him do what he wished. The feather tickled its way down her body to her shins, and then it moved back up again, only to stop suddenly. She felt as he flicked the soft tip of the feather against her pussy. Getting hot and quickly wound up, Bella's body writhed and arched closer.

"Please, I want to feel you touching me," she pleaded with him.

He gave into her wish and Bella suddenly felt the wet, warm sensation of his tongue as it glided across her skin. Starting at her navel, his tongue slid up the center of her body before taking a detour to her breast, where he placed light kisses before taking her nipple into his mouth. Her fingers pulled at his hair and she called out his name.

While his tongue swirled and his lips tugged at Bella's nipple, her hips began to swivel against the mattress and against his body. "Now," she said, "I want you inside me now. No more feathers, no more teasing, I just want to feel you inside me."

He moved between her legs, leaned down and kissed her neck as he slid into her. They both groaned at the feeling and he was quick to start thrusting.

Bella's fingers curled into the muscles of his back as his hips slammed into her and her legs drew up higher around his ribcage. Her hand slid up to the hair at the nape of his neck, where she pulled him to her and roughly whispered, "On your back, baby."

Never withdrawing from her body, he flipped them over and let her have all the control. And no sooner had he given up control did her hips start rocking back and forth at a rapid and steady pace.

His eyes were drawn to her breasts as they bounced gently with her efforts and he wished to see into her eyes. You are so beautiful in the throes of ecstasy, it's a shame I can't really see you, my love.

Her voice tore him away from his thoughts, "If this is truly for me, then I should get what I want!" Her hips slowed a moment and she reached behind her head. She jerked the silk scarf from her eyes and stared down at the man under her. "I want to see you while I fuck you."

His fingers tightened on her thigh and hip, "Okay, whatever you want, Bella, darling."

Bella began to move again and swooped down to press her lips to his. As far as passionate kisses go, this one was a definitely a toe curler. Breaking away, she sat up again, her chest heaving and she rode him. One hand covered his on her thigh, while the other was planted firmly in the center of his chest.

A deep pink flush covered her body as she moved. She always flushed when they had sex... and when she drank alcohol… and when she was nervous or embarrassed… and when she came…

Soon both her hands were on his chest where they slid every other stroke, due to the perspiration beading up on his skin.

His hands moved locations too. Gripping her ass with his left hand, his right held where her thigh met her hip and his finger pressed hard and fast circles to her clit. He felt her pussy contract signaling that she was almost there.

Her nails raked down his chest as she continued to move against him, "So close. More, more please."

The end was near and they both felt it quickly consumed their bodies. Bella's back arched and her hands went behind her to brace against his knees. The flush on her body deepened. The spring coiled, tighter and tighter and—

She gasped. "Ungh, Car-lisle!" Bella's sex raw voice managed to scream.

The contractions of her pussy as she came triggered Carlisle's as well. With a blissful sigh, Bella collapsed on his chest, her ear to his quickly beating heart.

He ran his hand up and down her damp spine, "Have I mentioned that I love it when you're loud?"

Bella's head moved so she could prop her chin up on his chest. "You may have said something…" She smirked at him, kissed the center of his chest and then moved to lie next to him.

Gentle lips pressed a kiss softly to her left shoulder, "Happy Birthday Bella, darling." Carlisle rolled onto his side and brushed her hair from her cheek, and then his fingertips lightly skimmed down the center of her torso to rest on her stomach.

She shifted slightly and turned her head so her eyes could find his, "The best one yet!"

They rested side by side, completely relaxed and at ease, Bella's right hand lay atop his on her stomach where she fingered the ring on his left hand. After a few moments, her left hand rose from the bed to cover his; her matching ring glinting in the candlelight.

The End

A/N2: You still have a thing for the Fach, right? Ha ha ha! Yeah, we all know you love him a little. So La Nina, I couldn't resist the urge to write a little Carlisle smexing for you! I love you lots, hope you have a great birthday and enjoy the fuck outta the other gifts!! MWAH!! 3

Oh and as an extra prezzie, I didn't use the dreaded P-word. I wanted you to enjoy the whole thing without skipping any parts of it because of that word you don't like and I won't type. ;-)