A/N: Heh, heh…here's where it gets a little PG... So some of you might want to umm…not read the section that's marked off by stars.
Excerpt: He laughed quietly, then looked at me devilishly. "Believe me, I want to."
Jasper broke the kiss, and looked towards the door. I assumed he meant for me to open it.
I opened the door, and immediately noticed that all of the furniture in the living room had been removed. The only thing remaining was a small round table, with a candle and flowers upon it. There were two chairs placed at either end of the table. I could smell the faint smell of something cooking in the kitchen. I turned around in the doorway, and stared in awe at Jasper.
"For us?" was all I could manage.
He nodded.
"Where's everyone else?" I asked.
"Out hunting, remember?" he reminded me.
"So, you got them to go hunt so we could have dinner?"
"No," he corrected. "I got them out of the house so we could have a night alone, just you and me. "
I was still in awe.
"Do you want dinner?" he looked past me toward the table that was set up.
"Yes, please." I said, moving to the side, allowing him to enter. He disappeared with a whoosh and reappeared with a steaming plate of food in his hand.
He looked towards me at the door. "Are you coming in?"
I slowly walked up to the table. He had prepared a plate of Chicken Parmesan, one of my favorite dishes. He pulled out the chair for me (a gesture I would have normally taken offense to) and I took a seat. He walked around the table and sat down.
"So you're just going to watch me eat?" I asked.
"That's the plan," he informed me. "Don't worry, I'm not hungry."
He laughed. I smiled, looking down at my plate.
"Why is there so little?" I asked.
"So you can save room for dessert."
"Fair enough," I said, taking a bite of the pasta.
"Do you like it?" he asked.
"It's delicious." I replied. "Did you cook this?"
He smiled, and then nodded. "With a little help from Esme. She's the one who knows her way around the kitchen."
I continued to eat, while Jasper went to go put some music on.
"This is Edward's personal mix, made just for us.
"You're whole family, really did help plan tonight, didn't they?"
"In their own way, yes."
I smiled at the thought of the Cullens all pitching in to let me and Jasper have a candle lit dinner.
I felt a little self-conscious with him watching me eat, but then I realized that Jasper was someone I should never feel self-conscious around. He was in love with me after all. Still, I made sure not to miss my mouth, or spill anything.
"So," I started. "You never told me what the occasion was."
"Who said there was an occasion?" he asked with a smirk.
I just stared at him, smiling. Then I reached across the table to kiss him.
After I finished my main entrée, he brought out dessert.
It was a slice of turtle cheesecake. My eyes lit up as soon as he sat it in front of me.
"My favorite…" I muttered to myself. I didn't even remember telling him that.
"Yeah, I know. I asked Angela." He said. "I really don't see what your fascination is really."
"What?! It's delicious!" I said, grabbing a fork full and stuffing it in my mouth.
"Human food. Eww." He said, frowning jokingly. "Blood tastes so much better."
"I bet it does…" I said.
"Done yet?" He asked, looking down at my almost finished cheesecake.
"What's the rush?" I asked.
"You'll see." Then he started humming the tune of the music.
I scarfed down the last of my cheesecake, and stood up in anticipation.
"Now what?" I asked. He looked up at me questioningly.
"Be right back," he said before darting from the room for a split second.
When he reappeared, he was standing directly behind me. I gasped as I felt his cold lips press against my neck. Before I knew it, I was flying through the darkness of the house.
We came to a stop at an empty room at the end of the hall. A room I hadn't been in. He sat me down gently on the ground, and opened the door. Against one of the walls was a large white bed. On the other wall was the window/wall, behind which, the moon and stars could be seen.
"Jasper? Wha—"I started to say what's going on, but before I got a chance, he had turned around and kissed me.
He picked me up, and slowly walked me over to the bed, not breaking the kiss the whole time. Then finally, he pulled back.
"A bed?" I asked breathlessly.
He laughed. "Yes. A bed."
"Why?"
"Why not?"
"What's the point?" I asked.
He shrugged. " I like it."
"But if we're not gonna—"
"Who said any of that?" he asked.
"YOU!" I yelled.
"I don't remember ever saying that. I just said it would be hard for me, but that's before I was able to resist your blood."
"So does that mean…?"
"Mhm. I'm almost positive I won't lose control. I even put extra blankets on the bed and turned on the heater so you wouldn't get cold." He said.
I thought about it for a second. "Your family knew about this?!"
"Umm yes…actually."
"Wow…"
"Well, I mean, they had to know. I had to ask Carlisle for advice to make sure that I wouldn't hurt you, and then Alice started planning everything out, then Edward provided the music, Emmet just cracked jokes, and Rosalie encouraged me to go through with it, and helped pick out a bed."
Something about that just seemed so…embarrassing. But I guess that when they say no secrets, they mean no secrets.
"What's wrong?" he asked, eyeing me anxiously.
"Nothing." I frowned.
"Am I doing something wrong? Is this not how you imagined it?" he asked worriedly.
I smiled. "No, it's not that." I told him. "Jasper, you don't have to do this if you don't want to…"
"You want this don't you?" he asked. His face was serious.
"Of course, but I don't want us to just because I want to."
He laughed quietly, then looked at me devilishly. "Believe me, I want to."
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Then, he kissed me. It started out nervous and clumsy—not even our first kiss was like that—but eventually we fell into a steady rhythm.
I reached down, and started unbuttoning Jasper's shirt, revealing his beautiful pale white abs. I reached around his abs and pulled him on top of me. Then I used my arm, which was still wrapped around him, to pull him closer.
Our kisses grew faster, and more eager. I repositioned us to where I was on top, kissing Jasper's neck and chest before moving back up to his mouth. Then he rolled us around again and began kissing me ravenously.
He pulled my shirt over my head, and started kissing my chest. I let out a small, involuntary moan, and Jasper raised his head and cocked it to the side.
"You like that?"
I was breathing hard. "Yes" was all I could manage to say.
Then he started kissing my chest again, this time slower. His cool lips felt amazing against my stomach. Then he decided to speed up. Faster and faster, until it felt like I was being kissed in numerous places at the same time. I don't remember ever being that turned on in my life. He slowed down, and settled on kissing my neck—my favorite spot to be kissed. He trailed from my neck, all the way down the line of my jaw and back up to my ear.
I released my hold on Jasper and reached under the covers for his belt buckle. I successfully undid his pants before he disappeared.
"Wh—"I stammered, before I noticed that he was merely stripping himself of his pants.
I took the opportunity to do the same, throwing my pants onto the floor beside the bed.
I looked back towards Jasper. He was wearing a pair of white boxer-briefs. He swiftly flew back to his position above me in the bed. I didn't fail to notice the bulge in his underwear before he moved.
His skin felt amazing against mine. I was glad that he turned on the heat. I could tell that my body heat was warming his icy skin. He had his arm around me, pulling us closer. He rubbed his hand up and down my leg, which only increased my drive. In addition to this, his power seemed to be going into overdrive, because even now, I could feel the extra intensity in my emotions.
I pushed him off of me, and then moved on top of him, eager to cause some mischief of my own. I ran my hands down his front, and began rubbing him below the waist. I felt the vibrations from his responding moan in my chest and lips. This turned me on more. I used my hands to slowly pull off his underwear.
I then trailed kissed slowly, and seductively from his neck, to his chest, and then to his abs. His breathing had grown ragged—even though he didn't need to breathe. I then used my tongue to play with him for a while, only making him moan in frustration.
Then I slowly put it in my mouth—having never done this before—and moved up and down on his cool hardened member. When I saw that the reaction I received was indeed a positive one, I grabbed his thighs and started moving faster.
Then I felt his hand on my head, guiding my head up and down, faster and faster.
Then I stopped, not wanting him to get too far before I was ready for him to. I slowly made my way up his chest, finally kissing his neck deeply. He rolled me over, and started caressing my body while I was still kissing his neck. He pulled back, and kissed me on the lips before traveling beneath the sheets.
His cold lips felt amazing as they moved down my warm chest. It felt weird, yet oddly spine-tingling. Jasper seemed to have no reservations when it came to making me wait, because within minutes, I had taken all I could take and had slipped into a mind-numbing oblivion.
I'd never felt that good in my life. His cool tongue on my skin: Nothing can compare.
But it wasn't over.
Then, Jasper lifted my legs and parted them. A light wave of fear washed over me, but Jasper then leaned forward and whispered in my ear, "Don't be afraid. I won't hurt you."
I melted. Fear? Gone—this might have been Jasper's doing, but I really couldn't tell anymore.
There was some pain, I admit, but I really didn't care at that point. I was on cloud nine. The pleasure overrode the pain tenfold. He kissed me fervently, and I clung weakly to him as my mind struggled to process the frenzy of emotion I was feeling.
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When we were done, we just laid there kissing, until I finally clung to his chest, totally exhausted.
"I love you," I whispered.
"I love you, you are my everything." He replied back, kissing me on the forehead as I lay wrapped in his arms.
"Mmmm, Good morning." I said, rolling over.
"Good morning, my love."
"Mmm, I like the sound of that," I said sleepily.
"How did you sleep?" he asked.
"Beautifully. Was that as good for you as it was for me?"
"Better," he replied with a smile before leaning in to give me a quick kiss on the lips.
"I should go take a shower," I said. "Wanna come with me?"
He laughed—not quite the response I was looking for. "You know what they say about too much of a good thing."
I stuck my tongue out at him before hopping out of bed and running down the hall to one of the bathrooms.
The bathroom was pretty normal, except for the fact that it was three times the size that any given master bathroom would be. It was also very barren, and white—but I assumed that was because of how seldom it was used.
I already knew how amazing vampires smelled—like honey and sunlight in Jasper's case—so I assumed that they simply were in no need of a shower. And since they were pretty much aesthetically perfect, they needed no acne cream or anything like that. Then I started to wonder—if they're technically dead—can they style their hair? I pondered the possibilities while I grabbed a towel and turned on the shower.
"Devin, you have a phone call," I heard Jasper yell as I was toweling off.
He cracked the door and held my cell phone through the opening. I grabbed the phone and held it to my ear.
"Hello?"
"Devin? Hey, we need to talk." I heard the voice of a young man, with the slight hint that whoever it was had just left puberty.
"Who is this? Jacob?" I asked, pulling on my clothes in the process.
"No—Embry. Can you meet me somewhere?"
"Uh—"I thought of Jasper. "I guess…are you okay?...is it important?"
I heard something reminiscent to one of Jasper's growl. "I'm fine—look, can you meet me or not. I don't have all day."
"Embry?" Who was I talking to? This wasn't the shy, sweet Embry I met at the beach. Something was wrong.
He sighed. "Sorry," he said. I could hear some of the tension leaving his voice. "So, are you coming?"
"Umm, yeah. Where do you want me to meet you?"
"The beach. I'll find you." Click. That was it. So weird.
"What was that about?" Jasper asked conversationally as I walked into the kitchen.
"I need to go to La Push." I told him.
He frowned. "You know I don't like you going there…"
"I know, and if I could help it, I wouldn't go. It's just that I have friends there. And one of them says he really needs to see me, so I'm sorry but I have to." I told him in a rush.
"Don't worry. It's okay. Just because I don't like you going there doesn't mean I won't let you. You can do whatever you want. I just want you to be safe, and I can't be there to protect you."
"I promise to do my best to stay safe." I told him. "Can you take home so I can get my car?"
"No breakfast?" he asked.
"It sounded urgent." I reminded him.
"How about I go take a quick shower while you grab some breakfast."
"Vampires don't need to shower!" I yelled after him when he disappeared.
"After last night they do!" he yelled back with a ghostly chuckle.
I glowered at the emptiness of the kitchen.
The breakfast he had prepared really looked too good to pass up. I reluctantly sat down and chomped on a piece of toast while I waited...
A few minutes later, he reappeared and I went into a sensory overload. Of course he was beautiful, but that combined with his just-out-of-the-shower hair and the orgasmic scent that seemed to be calling me from across the room almost made me forget La Push altogether. I immediately threw myself at him.
He stopped me before our lips could meet. "Wasn't there somewhere you needed to go?"
"Huh?"
"La Push, remember?" he said. Then I remembered Embry's call.
"Yeah, let's go." I told him, heading for the door.
We got to my house in minutes, thanks to the Cullen-style driving they all seemed to posses, and once we finally said goodbye I felt sluggish driving my old beat down truck. After what felt like forever, I finally made it to the La Push beach.
I decided to sit down on a driftwood log and wait. The beach. I'll find you. What's that even supposed to mean? It didn't take long to find out, because shortly after I heard someone call my name. I stood up as he walked over. Embry was wearing a plain black t-shirt and a pair of old sweatpants rolled up to the knee. As he walked up, i noticed a few changes in his appearance. His face looked less adolescent, and more defined. He also seemed to walk differently. More confidently.
"Hey Embry," I said once I was sure he was close enough to hear me. "I see you're feeling better..."
"Yeah, I guess." he said quietly.
"Wanna tell me what this is about?" I asked, taking control of the situation.
He looked grudgingly at the ground. "Don't take this the wrong way, but..."
"But what?" I asked.
"It's about your boyfriend...Jasper..."
"What about him?" I asked, slightly offended.
"He's bad for you," he said, looking me dead in the eye.
"What?!" I yelled. "Did Billy put you up to this?"
"What? No! Stop yelling." he said, pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration. "Look, there's no need to beat around the bush here.
"I know what they are...and I don't want to see you die because you're hanging around those little bloodsuckers. Maybe you should ju—"
"NO, What makes you think you know what's best for me?"
"Devin, you have to trust me. Me and the guys—"
"Y-you and the guys? Who else knows?! This isn't just some secret that you can go around spreading!"
"No, it's just me and the—" Suddenly he scrunched up his face as if in pain. "pack that knows." he finished with an exasperated sigh.
"The pack? What the fuck is a pack?" I asked.
He didn't reply. "Embry, what's going on with you?"
"I can't tell you," he said. "Just—please...think about it. You can't trust them..."
He started walking away. I reached out and grabbed him. "Embry!"
He flung his arm and threw me to the ground and started running towards the woods. It took me a second to pull myself back together. I got up and went to my truck. I sped (as fast as my truck would let me) back towards Forks and my house. I suppressed my anger long enough to appease Steven with some story about this elaborate sleepover/party that Alice and the rest of the Cullens had planned. Then i made it upstairs and found Jasper and Alice waiting in my room. She seemed startled when i walked into the room.
"I didn't see that coming," she muttered.
I was still a bit angry, so I ignored them both and went to the bed and stuffed my face in a pillow.
"What's wrong?" Jasper asked, rushing to my side.
"Stupid Quileutes..." I mumbled through the pillow.
"What happened?" Alice asked from my desk chair. Her voice sounded distant, and distracted.
"Not important," I said, removing my face from the pillow. "What's up with you two?"
"You disappeared." Jasper said.
"Huh?"
"While we were coming back, your future sort-of went blank." Alice started. "So I panicked and called Jasper to see if something had gone wrong, but he said that you were going to La Push. That's when he panicked. Then it took me, Carlisle, and Esme to convince him not to go to La Push and find you...Then you showed up here..."
"I don't understand," I said. "How did I disappear?"
"I don't know." she said thoughtfully. "But since you're clearly among the living, im guessing it doesn't mean you're dead...and if you were—"
"Alice was just about to go talk to Carlisle about it..." Jasper interrupted.
She rolled her eyes, then jumped gracefully out of the open window.
"Now, want to tell me what happened with Embry?" He asked.
"Not really...It's nothing to worry about." I told him. I didn't want him to know that someone knew their secret, that might only make them leave. And i couldn't risk them leaving.
"Okay," he said, snuggling closer to me in the bed.
I laid there caused this change? How did Embry and his pack find out about the Cullens? What the hell did he mean by 'pack'?
After a while, i fell asleep. I think Jasper must have felt my worry, and calmed me down at some point, but i was asleep nonetheless.
Then I started to dream...
I opened my eyes, and took in my surroundings. The sun was setting behind the trees, I was in the forest. It reminded me vaguely of somewhere I had once gone, and if I didn't feel the sudden sense of something lurking in the shadows, I would have thought it quite beautiful. I could hear distant waves telling me that a beach was nearby. If I could get out of the forest, I would be able to see the sun and the beach. I started walking towards the sound of the waves. Then, I felt someone tug on my hand. It was Embry, pulling me back into the dark forest.
"Embry? Where are you taking me?" I asked, he looked frightened. "Wher-I want to get out of here! Let go!" I told him.
He turned and looked me directly in the eyes. He took both of his hands and placed them on each side of my face. "You're safe in the forest," he told me as if it were of extreme importance. "You have to run."
"This way Devin!!" I heard a frantic Angela yell from the depths of the dark and foreboding forest.
"Why?! Let me go Embry!" I said pulling with all my strength.
Embry let go of my hand, and fell to the ground shaking from head to toe.
"Embry? Embry!" I screamed. But he wasn't there. In his place was a dark brown wolf with brown eyes. He was facing the shore, the light, growling as the hair on his back stood up. He let out a vicious snarl, and bared ferocious fang-like teeth.
"Run Devin!" Angela screamed again from behind me. I didn't turn. The sun seemed to be getting closer…growing brighter and brighter.
I saw Jasper emerge fro the trees, his skin glowing faintly. He looked at me sinisterly, his eyes black and ravenous. He smirked wickedly, then raised his hand and motioned with one finger for me to come closer. The wolf next to me let out another air-ripping snarl.
It felt instinctive on my part to go near this angelically beautiful creature. With no hesitation, I took a step forward. He smiled, showing two sharp pointed teeth.
"Come here," he said innocently. "Trust me."
I took another step, his smooth voice reeling me in. It was too enticing to resist.
The wolf next to me launched itself in the air, aiming for Jasper's neck.
I woke with a start, causing Jasper to jump up.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
I looked out the window. It was starting to get dark. "It was just a dream." I told him as i started to get up.
I went downstairs and grabbed something to eat. Steven was at work, so Jasper sat and watched me eat, something I was just starting to get used to...
I suggested that he call Alice to see if they found any reason as to why my future disappeared so abruptly, but they said the only one who could tell them that was me, and I had no idea. So we decided not to worry about it for now.
I took Jasper upstairs, and like the horny teenager I am (and like the horny teenager I was making him), we started making out. It felt so good to not have to worry about going too far with him anymore. Now that he was sure he wouldn't lose control, we could do whatever we wanted.
After a while, we were both shirtless (and still kissing passionately) and Jasper just froze. I reluctantly stopped, to see what was wrong.
"That smell..." he said, frowning.
"What?" I asked, sniffing the air.
"There's someone outside your window...that stinks..." he said. Just then I heard a loud screech as someone raked their nails across my window.
I crossed the room and looked out my window. I saw a dark figure perched atop the tree in the front of the house. The weight of the dark figure was making the tree bend towards my window.
I opened the window to get a better look.
"Devin!" I heard Embry's familiar voice call.
"Embry?!"
"Yes, now get out of the way!" he said. I took a few steps back, and bumped into Jasper who had moved from the bed in order to get a better view.
Then he proceeded to jump from the tree, through my window, and into my room with grace that didn't equal that of the cullens, but was still surprising nonetheless. He stood up and brushed himself off, this time only wearing a pair of cut-off jeans.
"What are you doing here?!" I asked.
"I came here to talk...and to apologize..." he said shyly.
"Apology accepted," I said, pushing his chest back towards the window. "now GO."
His skin was hot to the touch and he didn't move an inch, even though I was pushing with all my strength.
"So this is Embry..." I heard Jasper mumble from behind me.
"Yes, now help me push him back through the window." I told him.
"Why do I have to leave?" he asked. "Am I interrupting something?" he asked with a frown.
"Yes, you were, now leave." I said, pushing harder against his rock-hard chest. "Jasper? Help?"
"I'd rather not..." he said. "...he stinks..."
"Oh, so I'm the one who stinks..." Embry said, glaring at Jasper.
"Yes, you smell like dog. What are you? Your heart is beating too fast..."
"I'm your worst nightmare..." he said with a snarl.
I gave up on pushing Embry out of the window and focused on figuring out what was going on.
"What, Embry?" I said.
"That's what I was trying to tell you. I can't tell you."
"Can't tell me what?" I asked.
"What's going on!" he said.
"Then how am I supposed to figure it out?"
"I can't tell you, so I guess you'll have to guess...." he said.
"Okay, it would help if I knew what I was guessing..."
"Well, let's just say me and your bloodsucker boyfriend aren't so different..."
"What do you mean?" I asked. "You're not a vampire."
"Exactly. I'm the opposite. Hurry up, I can only be near him for so long..."
"What does he mean, the opposite?" Jasper asked.
"I don't know..."
"Remember when I told you those stories about the Quileutes and what they descended from?" he asked.
"What? Wolves?"
"Exactly." he said plainly.
"So, you're a wolf?" I asked.
I heard Jasper stop breathing behind me. I turned to face him. His face held the same glare I saw that first day at lunch.
"Werewolf..." he muttered.
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