Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. I am just playing with Stephenie Meyer's characters and plan on putting them back where they belong when I am finished…Even though it might take me a little while longer to give Paul back…I hope that she understands. I also do not own the TV show Sons of Anarchy, I have never seen it. I had to look up the rules for the drinking game online. Neither do I own the show Under the Dome either, but I never miss an episode unless I can help it. I also do not claim to know how long a baby anaconda is. Please do not take me seriously.

AN: Wow, a lot of you REALLY, liked this and wanted me to keep it going. I do aim to please so here is the next chapter for all of you to enjoy.

Warning: There is a smidge of lemon in this chapter. Just giving you fair warning.

It had been three weeks since their first date and they still hadn't told their dad's what was going on. Jacob had been dodging questions left and right from Billy but Bella had been spared since Charlie had taken over the night shift at the station temporarily since his head deputy was on maternity leave for the next month. Charlie had called Bella several times while she was at work but taking personal calls when she was under a deadline was frowned upon.

Jacob spent a few nights out of the week at Bella's and they were still getting used to the others habits and quirks. Bella was working on being not so nitpicky about the fact that Jacob wasn't the cleanest person in the world while Jacob was trying harder to remember to pick up after himself.

Living together had been an easy decision. At the moment Jacob only stayed over three nights a week, when he didn't have to be up early the next morning for work. He brought his things over a little at a time and once he had found a place to store what he couldn't bring over he would be living with her fulltime.

Their friends had been patient and gave them the privacy that they deserved; all except for Embry. His daily visits to Bella's cubicle were more frequent and he had been relentless until Bella had given him enough answers to satisfy his curiosity. But that didn't mean that Bella couldn't get something out of the situation. By talking to him more frequently she had come to learn that he and Angela had gone on their first date a couple of weekends ago and had followed it up with two more. Things between them were progressing slowly but it was obvious to Bella that Embry cared a great deal for her best girlfriend.

It was also becoming obviously clear that she and Jacob had misjudged their feelings from the beginning. She found herself wondering how neither of them had caught onto the other's feelings sooner. Bella couldn't imagine her life without him in it and was so thankful that her feelings weren't one sided. She had fallen in love with her best friend, even if she hadn't told him that she loved him yet. Her life was playing out like a movie, the kind where you cheered for the heroine and good guy when they finally realized what the audience (their friends) had known all along, that she and Jacob were meant to be together.

A typical night when he stayed over consisted of Bella making dinner in one of his t-shirts and her favorite pair of jeans and her bare feet. They would sit on the couch with her feet in his lap while she worked on her laptop and he watched TV. Friday nights were date night and they traded weeks so that one could plan the date and the next week the other would.

One of her favorite things about him living with her was waking up next to him. She found herself staring at him while he slept. There had been mornings where she would put off getting out of bed until the last minute and find herself scrambling to get ready because she had been reluctant to leave him.

They had talked about taking their physical relationship farther but agreed not to rush things, they were content just fooling around and had been able to reign it in when things went too far. Jacob wasn't as strong as she was when it came to restraint and while she found it endearing, she knew that he wouldn't be patient for much longer.

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Jacob got to Bella's apartment just as she was getting out of the shower on Friday night. It was her week to decide what they did and she had yet to fill him in on what they would be doing. He entered the apartment to see steam billowing out of the bathroom.

"Bells?"

"Bedroom," she answered back, her voice muffled.

Jacob walked down the hallway to find Bella in her closet, wearing a pair of cut offs and an off the shoulder crop top sweatshirt that she'd had since high school. Her wet hair was piled on top of her head in a messy bun as she reached for something on the shelf of the closet. He watched with amusement as she tried in vain to wrap a hand around the corner of the box that was just out of her reach.

Jacob crossed the room to stand behind her, pressing his body against hers as he reached for the box. His hand rested on her hip once she fell back against him. He handed her the box and she opened it to reveal a bottle of bourbon that his dad had given her on her twenty-first birthday.

"What's this for? You're not going to get me drunk and take advantage of me, are you? Because you don't have to; I'd like to remember our first time, thank you very much," he joked.

"Ugh, grow up. I thought we'd stay in tonight; order a pizza and watch Sons of Anarchy."

"You never want to watch Sons of Anarchy," he said credulously.

"We can play that drinking game that you and Quil always play," she offered.

"You'd be smashed three episodes in," he reasoned.

"Then we can make it interesting," she countered.

"I'm listening."

"We have the option of doing a shot or taking off an article of clothing."

"That violates the no sex rule," he said, giving her an even look.

"Tell you what, if you can behave yourself you just might make it to third base tonight," she whispered in his ear.

"Remind me what third base is again," he said, his voice low.

"Our hands," she said, placing one of his hands on her breast, "and mouths, in strategic places," she finished, cupping his jean clad penis.

He pulled away from her slowly, taking the bottle of liquor with him. He could feel an erection already forming and she had hardly had to try. Bella could be heard in the kitchen as she ordered pizza and the breadsticks that she knew he loved. She came in just as he was scrolling through Netflix on her TV.

"So, how does this game work exactly?"

"There are a few rules, you take a shot or remove an article of clothing whenever Gemma says the word shit, which she says a lot. Someone gets shot, something gets blown up or a fight breaks out."

Jacob decided to start from the beginning, that way he wouldn't have to explain the plot to her. By the time the pizza came half an hour later they had taken two shots already. Bella refused his offer to pay for the pizza since the night had been her idea.

Before he started the second episode Jacob took off his shoes and socks, warning Bella to do the same.

"Why?" she asked in confusion.

"Do you want to drink five times?"

"Seriously?" she asked with wide eyes.

"Yes, and for the record, your hair tie doesn't count."

"Each shoe and sock counts as one?"

"Nice try. Shoes count as one and your socks count as your second item."

She took off her shoes and socks that she had put on when he agreed to her terms earlier and pulled her sweatshirt over her head, leaving the crop top she had thrown on as an afterthought as cover up.

Two shots for her and three for him later the third episode started with a bang and he had ended up taking off his both of his shirts and he let her count her hair tie and watch since he didn't want her to be at a disadvantage so soon. Gemma lit into her son, whose name Bella couldn't remember and dropped at least three s-bombs.

"Aw man," she groaned, grabbing the bottle and pouring herself three shots while he lost his jeans and she poured him two.

"You'll never watch this with me again, will you?"

"Not like this, I'm seeing two of everything already," she said after downing her last shot.

"Just to warn you, you'll need to either lose the rest of your clothes or take four shots before this episode is over," he said with a smirk.

"But you'd only need to take off two items of clothing and take two shots," she said when she realized that he'd win either way.

"Do you want to forfeit now?"

She pulled her top over her head then shimmied out of her shorts with a resigned sigh. There was no way that she could drink another shot without having a hangover in the morning. It wasn't like she could help the fact that she was a lightweight.

Jacob turned off the TV, shrouding the room in darkness. Bella slid closer to him, her arm touching his, afraid to make the next move.

"Do you want to head back to the room or are you okay with staying in here?" he asked, his voice a deep rumble.

"Here's good, but could we turn on a light?"

Jacob stretched to reach the lamp on the side table, luckily he only had to touch it since it was a touch lamp. He tapped it twice to put it on its lowest setting before pulling Bella into his lap. He settled against the front of the couch, his legs stretched out in front of him. Bella placed her hands on his shoulders, trying to clear her head of the fogginess that the bourbon had caused. He ran a hand through her hair slowly, trying to take in what was about to happen.

He reached behind her to unclasp her bra and she let it fall to her wrist before finally letting go of his shoulders to flick the garment onto the couch. She drug a hand through her hair nervously as he continued to take her in. She had only been with two other guys so she didn't have that much experience to gather from. Riley had been her first everything and had been so sweet and gentle while Edward had been adventuress in the bedroom and hadn't liked it when Bella hadn't fell in line.

She sighed deeply, wishing that she could just get over herself. Fooling around should not be this complicated and she thought that the alcohol would help to loosen her up but it had had the opposite effect. She wished that she knew what Jacob was thinking. She watched him as his eyes roamed her body, staring at her in wonder. Well, that was a good sign. Feeling a little bolder, she leaned up to push her underwear down and kicked them off. She looked at him from underneath her lashes to see that his eyes had darkened and there was no mistaking the look of lust in his eyes. Okay, so maybe she had worried over nothing.

"Do you want to move to the couch?" she asked.

"It's too small," he said with a shake of his head.

"I din't know when I bought it that I'd eventually have a boyfriend who was freakishly tall and weighed over two hundred pounds," she teased.

"Ha, ha," he said with an eye roll.

She reached to run her hands down his chest to his stomach, which wasn't something that was out of the normal for her. She loved to run her fingers over the planes of stomach, memorizing every muscle to memory. This was his first time seeing her completely naked though, so she would allow him as time as he needed. One of her hands dipped into his boxers, which was unchartered territory for her. Thoughts of how long and how wide around he was had been swimming around in her head for over a week to the point that it had become a distraction at work.

He hissed when she wrapped her small hand around his erection. Her wide eyes met his and he smirked, knowing that neither of the guys she had been with compared to him size wise.

"Holy crow," she said in astonishment.

Not able to hold back his laughter, Jacob chortled at her reaction.

"It's not funny, I'm probably gonna be split in two the first time we have sex,"

"I highly doubt that, since it's never happened before. We'll just have to practice until we get it right," he said, shrugging his eyebrows suggestively.

"Yeah, you'd like that," she said with a light laugh.

"It's not like you wouldn't be getting anything out of the deal," he said with a shrug.

"Hold on, why am I the only one completely naked?"

"Because I didn't want to scare you off with my anaconda," he said with a wide grin.

"I highly doubt that it is as big as an anaconda."

"Okay, maybe a baby anaconda."

"I'll be the judge of that," she said, taking hold of the hem of his boxer briefs.

She held her breath as she pulled his underwear down. The tent that his erection made in his shorts had thrown her off but once it had sprung free her eyes widened not in wonder but fear. There was no way that Jacob's size could be considered normal. It jutted out proudly from his body, precum leaking from its tip. Her hand was still wrapped around it and it felt smooth, yet hard under her hand. She tried to control her reaction so that she wouldn't worry him but she didn't do a good job of it.

Jacob placed a hand on her shoulder before she finally pulled her eyes away from his erection. She hadn't realized that she had stopped breathing until he said something about it. She sucked in a shallow breath, not wanting to overdo it.

"Talk to me," he said, worried.

"That is the biggest penis I have ever seen," she said shakily.

"Well, thanks. But I'm more worried about you," he said, his eyebrows furrowed together.

"Maybe I should be on the bottom for the first couple of times."

"That would be best, but we'll worry about that when the time comes."

"Does it hurt?"

"Only when I have blue balls, which I'll probably have in the next couple of minutes if you keep your hand on it," he said with a nervous laugh.

"Have you ever measured it?" she asked, her hand slowly stroking him.

"Like to see how long it is? Quil started talking about how his was the biggest among Embry, him and me and to shut him up we measured them. Not in front of each other, that would have been weird. Anyway, Quil's the smallest of the three of us and I'm bigger than Embry."

"How did you know who was lying and who wasn't?"

"Can we not get into that?" he asked, embarrassed.

"Quil pantsed y'all, didn't he?"

"Actually, no."

"So how big is it, exactly?"

"Twelve and a half inches," he said with an affirming nod.

Her hand kept a steady rhythm as his head rested on her shoulder. He kissed her neck, just behind her ear where he knew that she was most sensitive. He was surprised that her hand could fit all the way around him, he hadn't thought that she would be able to. He knew that it was too soon to ask for a blow job but one day, when she felt more comfortable he hoped that she would give him one without him have to ask.

He pushed on her shoulder to signal for her to lie down and she let go of him before doing as he asked. His eyes raked over her one more time, not sure where he wanted to start first. Her breast were the perfect size to fit into his hand, they weren't too small or too big, they were just right in his eyes. Her taught stomach led down to narrow hips and toned legs that he couldn't wait to have wrapped around him.

His fingers blazed a trail down her neck, stopping to roll her nipples between his fingers until they were puckered nubs. Moving on, his fingers ghosted a trail down her side, causing her to flinch away from him with a giggle. Her laughter quieted when one of his fingers slipped into her folds. Her hands made their way back to his erection, one pumping in a steady motion while the other fondled his balls. He kept the pace slow and so did she as the got lost in the feeling of their hands on the others body.

Jacob rested his weight on one arm before leaning down to take one of her taught nipples into his mouth. She moaned softly, arching her breast to meet his mouth. He added a second finger, making a scissor motion to open her more. She hissed in pain until his tongue swirled over her areola, taking her mind off of the pain. Her grip on his erection tightened and her movements quickened, hoping to bring him release faster.

"Relax, it's not a race," he said against her breast.

"So it wouldn't matter if I came twice but you only came once?"

"I would take it as a compliment," he said, pulling her nipple back into his mouth.

Her head fell back against the carpet as she let the feeling of his hands and mouth on her body wash over her. One of her hands fisted in his hair as she found herself arching herself off the floor to meet his fingers and tongue. Her hand on his erection pumped lazily up and down but he didn't seem to mind. He added a third finger, pressing it to her button while he crooked the other two to hit her pleasure spot. She keened, making him smile around her nipple.

"Cocky Son of a Bitch," she said with a sigh.

He pulled away so that he was staring down at her.

"I've never had a complaint before, so yeah; I am. But don't worry, I'm sure you can keep up."

She smiled up at him with a shake of her head. She could feel her orgasm building and she knew that she wouldn't last much longer. He leaned down to capture her lips in a bruising kiss. Her breath hitched as her orgasm washed over her and her hand in his hair gripped a little tighter and he moaned into the kiss. He pulled away breathless to look down at her. Her face was flushed, her chest was heaving and most importantly, she looked satisfied. Pride swelled in his chest as he realized that he was the cause of that look. He had pleasured her and she had enjoyed it, more than enjoyed it by the looks of things.

"Roll over," she said once she was able to speak.

He did as she asked without thinking twice. She rest her weight on one arm as she resumed giving him a hand job. He rest one hand on her arm while the other went behind his head. Her eyes locked on his with an intense stare as she continued her steady rhythm. He could feel tension building in his stomach and new that he was close. They had all night to get better aquainted with each other's bodies. He couldn't believe that she trusted him enough to even consider going as far as they had gone in the past half an hour. Most of the alcohol that they had consumed had worn off and both of them were sober enough to be in the moment.

His seed exploded into her hand, onto her arm, and his stomach as he came with a deep moan. His eyes drifted closed as she leaned down to place her head on his chest.

"That show that you like so much, does it have a drinking game?"

"Under the Dome? I'm not sure, but we can make one up."

"How about every time Big Jim points a gun at somebody we have to drink or strip?"

"I'd be hammered halfway through the first season," she said with a giggle.

"You'd better put on some extra layers then," he said, wrapping his arms around her.

"I need sleep, and water and maybe some asprin close by for when I wake up in the morning," she said with a groan.

"We're adults, whose gonna care if we sleep here?"

"Not me. Let me grab a water and a blanket. Are you gonna need a pillow?"

"What about you?"

"Haven't you figured out by now that you're my favorite pillow?"

"Grab me one," he said before letting go of her.

She came back with a blanket and a pillow and a water for each of them along with a bottle of Tylenol. She settled down next to him once he had situated the pillow the way that he wanted it. She lay on her side next to him with her head resting in the crook of his neck.

"'Night," she said, kissing his cheek.

"G'night," he said before closing his eyes.

They shut out the noise of the outside world and were asleep within minutes. They didn't need much as long as they had each other.

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The house that Bella had grown up in stood before them with both of their father's trucks in the driveway and the street in front of the house was like a parking lot. It was only a preseason Mariners game, why was her dad making a big deal out of it? Bella and Jacob had planned on telling their dad's their plan to move in together and answer whatever questions they had.

Bella hadn't seen her dad in almost two weeks. There had been a peeping tom scare, a domestic dispute between a couple who fought on a regular basis and a missing teen that had taken up Charlie's time and Bella had understood.

Charlie and Billy deserved to know what was going on before anyone else but that hadn't been the case. They wanted to tell the two of them together and that had been problematic. With Leah, Jessica and Quil's inquisitive natures and Embry's persistence it was only a matter of time that the four of them started asking questions. For the record, Quil had been the first to cave and since it wouldn't have been right to tell him and not tell Embry Jacob had told them both at the same time.

Jacob pulled a reluctant Bella up the walkway and into the loud, over crowded house. Billy was the first person to see them and he lifted his can of beer in greeting. Jacob motioned with his head for him to come with them as they went in search of Charlie. Bella found him upstairs on the phone and waited somewhat patiently for him to get off the phone. She alternated between shuffling nervously from foot to foot and pushing her hair behind her ears repeatedly.

"Hey stranger," he teased, pulling her in for a hug.

"Hey. Is there a place where you, Jake, Billy and I can talk?" she asked once she pulled away.

"It is pretty crowded, huh?"

"Just a little."

"Let's go out back."

Charlie led the way and Jacob took hold of Bella's hand at the bottom of the stairs before following their dad's down the hall. Bella greeted people as she passed with a pensive smile. She was more than a little nervous about telling her dad the truth. The last time she had confessed that she was moving in with a guy it hadn't gone over well at all. She hoped that this time would be different.

Outside, it was chilly with the wind causing the flimsy trees that Charlie had planted the previous spring to sway in the breeze. Jacob took off his jacket and draped over Bella's shoulders before shoving his hands in his pockets.

"We have something that we need to tell you," Bella broached.

"So there's a 'Jake and Bella' for sure, now?" Billy questioned.

"Yeah," Bella answered, nodding quickly.

"You aren't pregnant, are you?" Charlie asked.

"It would be okay if you were," Billy interjected.

"For you maybe," Charlie mumbled.

"I'm not pregnant. We've only been dating a month," Bella confirmed.

"We're going to be moving in together, in the near future." Jacob stated.

"We're being smart about it and we're taking things slow," Bella promised.

"I guess that's okay," Charlie said with a nod.

"You haven't moved in yet?" Billy questioned.

"No, I'm staying over a few nights a week and I bring a little over at a time. Since Bella only has a one bedroom apartment I'll need to find a place to store most of my stuff."

"The garage is free if you think you fit it all in there," Billy offered.

"You wouldn't mind?"

"Of course not, Son. It'll give you a reason to come over more often since you won't be living on the res."

"Dad?" Bella asked Charlie expectantly.

"I'm okay with it, but I would like to talk to Jacob alone."

"Just let me help her get him back inside," Jacob said, taking the chair from the front while Bella lifted from the back and they gently carried the chair up the stairs and into the house.

Bella took hold of Jacob's hand as he turned to head back out. His eyes met hers and she smiled reassuringly. She squeezed his hand tightly before letting go. His mouth turned up in one corner to give her a lazy smile that made her weak every time she saw it before closing the door behind him.

She went into the kitchen to grab a bottled water only to run into Embry as she turned around. She gasped as she fell against him.

"I should know better than to sneak up on you," he said apologetically as he held onto her arms so that she wouldn't fall.

"It's fine, did you need something?"

"Just wanted to show my support. I've noticed a change in Jake the past few weeks. You know that he took Amanda's dumping him last year pretty hard, but he hid a lot from you," he admitted.

"Like what?" she asked, her face a combination of hurt and confused.

"He wouldn't let anybody in. He held people he'd known half his life at a distance. Quil and I saw through it and we wanted to tell you but he wouldn't let us."

"Why?" she asked quickly.

"Can't I be the one to tell her that?" Jacob asked from the arch of the kitchen.

"You've had three weeks to tell her," Embry argued.

"I never should have been left in dark in the first place. I reached out to you after Amanda left and you told me that you were fine. You lied to me, and you drug Embry and Quil into it," she said, seething.

She didn't want to make a scene but if the two of them didn't give her some breathing room she would not be responsible for what happened.

"Back up, Em," Jacob said gravely.

Embry walked out, casting a worried look in Bella's direction before entering the living room.

Bella brushed passed Jacob and up the stairs and followed behind her.

"Leave me alone," she pleaded as she stepped into her old room.

"I can't apologize if you won't let me," he said with a firm shake of his head.

Bella sat on the bed with her head in her hands. Jacob and Amanda had dated on and off for almost a year before Amanda had broken things off for good and moved out of town. Bella was still reeling from her breakup with Edward that had happened less than six months before and she had tried to be there for Jacob but he had been insistent that he was fine.

Jacob sat next to Bella, giving her a little space so that she could pull herself together. After a couple of minutes she turned her head to look at him.

"Why did you lie to me?" she asked, broken.

"I didn't want you to worry. You had enough problems of your own, I didn't want to add mine on top of them."

"All I wanted to do was help you and you shut me out. What's to say that you're not going to do it again?"

"I swear to you, that it won't happen again," he promised.

"That's a pretty flimsy promise," she said, wiping unshed tears from her eyes.

"I am so, so, so sorry. I care for you too much to shut you out again."

"What happened? After Amanda left?"

"It was like somebody had flipped a switch and my whole world went dark. I felt like she had taken a huge piece of me with her and I was struggling to put the pieces back together. I had trust issues for months after she left. Embry and Quil tried to get me to see reason and convince me to tell you what was going on but I didn't want to burden you. You were just starting to act like yourself again."

"Is that everything?" she asked quietly.

"Yeah."

"Okay," she said with a slow nod.

He turned to face her before closing the gap between them. She sighed deeply before turning to face him. He took one of her hands in his before closing the distance and placing his forehead to hers.

"Can you forgive me?"

"Mm-hmm," she said, worrying her bottom lip.

"Thank you," he said quietly.

Bella pressed her lips to his in a gentle kiss, cupping his neck with her free hand. Jacob pulled her bottom lip between his teeth, biting gently before gliding his tongue over her lip to soothe it. There was a knock on the door and they pulled apart to see Sue standing in the hall.

"The food's ready. We're all waiting for you to come down so that we can eat," she said gently.

"We'll be right there," Bella promised.

Sue nodded with a small smile before walking away. Bella hit Jacob's arm with a hard thump, making his head shoot up in surprise.

"You forgot to shut the door," she said accusingly.

"I'm sorry, I was more worried about calming you down," he said defensively.

"Come on," she said, pulling on his hand as she stood.

What happened upstairs was put behind them and they parted ways to talk to their friends. Embry heaved a silent sigh of relief, glad that they had been able to work things out. Hopefully, he wouldn't be dragged into the middle of things again because he hated keeping things from the people that he cared about.