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beta'd, not

storyline - Heart/Crystal Beachin'

prompts - feathers

(and this really awful/hilare video of Exile's "i wanna kiss you all over". )

As far as bachelor pads went, the boy's wasn't too horribly bad. The sink was overflowing with dirty dishes and there were clothes scattered around, but other than that it seemed okay. Bella was just relieved that there were no funky smells emanating from the apartment.

That might have been a deal breaker right there.

"So, this is a three bedroom?" Bella asked, looking around.

"Actually… no. It's a two bedroom so we just trade around. One of us sleeps on the couch every night."

"Oh." She didn't want to sound impolite, but that kinda sucked.

"Yeah, it can suck," Edward said, as if he could read her mind.

"Well," Bella said, looking coyly up at him, "I guess you'll just have to spend the night with me every now and then."

Edward smiled, reaching for her. "You do have a pretty big bed."

She nodded, letting herself be pulled along in to one of the bedrooms.

"You guys do wash the sheets, right?" she asked, pausing next to the bed.

"I always do, and I was the one sleeping here last night. So, yeah."

Bella fell back on to the bed. "Comfy. Wow."

"Yeah. This is my down comforter. Real feathers in there."

"Ooh. I have one of these back home."

"They're the best." Edward walked grabbed a remote and aimed it at the iPod dock in the corner.

Immediately fantastically cheesy love sounds filled the room. The singer kept saying he wanting to"kiss you all over".

"This is Emmett's," muttered Edward, slinking over to the bed. He crawled on to Bella and started kissing her all over, from her mouth to her neck. When he started nosing around the buttons of her pj shirt, she stiffened. What he was doing felt really nice, but she didn't want to just throw down like that.

"What's wrong?" he asked, nibbling at her ear.

Oh wow, that felt good. Bella tried to keep her eyes from rolling back in to her head. "I…um… I just don't know…"

"I don't see nothin' wrong with a little bump n' grind," he said, pushing his hips up against hers.

That sounded vaguely familiar. Rose, probably. Girlfriend was full of sexual platitudes.

"Mm, me neither," Bella moaned.

Edward took that as confirmation to go a little further. He snaked his hand up and began opening her shirt button by button. When the material fell open, he groaned. "No bra? Oh, Bella…"

"Well, these are my pajamas," she said, face full on fire truck red.

"No, I know. It's great," he said, kissing a line from her belly button to the little valley between her boobs.

Bella secretly wanted Edward's mouth on her nipples, but she would never ask. He seemed to be going in that direction, anyway.

Jared Parker was the first – and last – person who had ever done that to her. He was cute, but superduper slobbery. Bella cringed just thinking about it.

Edward mistook Bella's shudders for ones of pleasure. He pulled a nipple in to his mouth and sucked with gusto.

Bella gasped, clutching Edward's crazy-ass hair.

Holy canoli. Now this was what she was talking about.

Back at the girl's house, Emmett and Rose had moved in to the bathroom.

Tired of the thumping and moaning and groaning, Jasper and Alice had moved to the beach, leaving the house to the very vocal lovers.

The shower in Rose's room – the very one in which she had unwittingly displayed her vag to Emmett – had a shelf along the window. It was where she liked to sit while shaving and it was where she was currently bent over while Emmett went to town behind her. He'd found a straw hat amongst her things and wore it while he took her, wishing he had a cowboy hat instead. Emmett was all about theatrics and dressing for the part.

So in fantasy land was he, that he didn't notice Rose losing her footing on the sudsy tile. Before she had the chance to catch herself, Rose slipped and tipped forward, knocking her forehead on the window they were facing.

"Dammit, Emmett!" she growled.

Dammit Emmett has a nice ring to it… he thought, grabbing Rose's waist and almost slipping himself.

"Take off the stupid hat or so help me…" Rose warned, rubbing her now-red forehead.

"Sorry, baby," he murmured, tossing the hat behind him in to the bathroom. "Now where were we…?"

"I was right here, mofro, I don't know where you were," Rose snipped, waving her bum at him.

Man, this chick was a firework, like the Katy Perry song on his iPod.

He dug it.

Jasper grinned, watching Alice practice her Kundalini yoga moves.

He thought it sounded like pasta, like linguine or something, but she swore it was good for all kinds of energies, especially sexual.

But damn that girl was flexible.

She was saying something about Kundalini rising, but frankly all Jasper could feel was his own rising.

He didn't mind being a gentleman…after all, that's what his mama had taught him… but it was going to be hard with Tiny Dancer. She swiveled around to face him, spreading her legs in to a full split.

"Do you feel it, Jasper?" she asked, smiling beatifically as the morning sun blazed down on her sweet little face.

"Yeah, I feel it, babycakes. I feel it."