A/N Thank you to all my reviewers your all awesome. Sadly I have seemed to have lost my muse at the moment. But don't panic I have chapters already done. But it means until I have find my muse I am slowing down my posting to once a week. :( Pressure of RL has come to bite me in the ass. I have the most important exams of my life coming up and must concentrate on them. I am sure you understand.

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Chapter 10

Getting back to the camp, Jasper was in a frantic panic. Paul had said they had gone to look at other locations to shoot for the following day but, it was now almost dark. Seeing Seth with still wet hair, he took him to their tent where he took care of him making sure he was still in one piece. He could've killed Edward for sending him back to camp with Jacob who was refusing to talk to anyone. It was obvious he was sulking after the day's events with Edward.

Needing to shower, the photographer went to the tent. Quietly stepping inside, he saw Jacob laying on his side facing away from him. Deciding the the young model was not in the mood for talking, Edward gathered his things and left the model to his musing. He had looked at the photos of Jacob on the vine swinging and they were probably what he would use. However, out of principle, he wouldn't and would go with Paul's photos. It was a shame really but, Edward was going to stick with his convictions of Jacob learning to do as he was told while on the job. As inexperienced as he was, he needed to learn rules are rules and Edward's heart could not take the fear he had bestowed on him as he swung from the vine.

When Jacob awoke the following morning, he was greeted by not the photographer in the stretcher across from him but rather, Nahuel. Frowning, Jacob got up and grabbed his towel. He was not required today at all and wanted to go to the waterfall he had heard about from the others. Sitting at the table, he was greeted by Emmett and the makeup artist both drinking coffee and talking about Seth not feeling well. Jacob forgot his own misery and went to his cousin's tent. Quietly going in, he saw his cousin sound asleep with a damp cloth on his head and Jasper sitting on the ground with head between his arms. "Jaz?" he whispered. The blonde man looked up and gave a small smile. "Is he okay, does he need to go a hospital?" he asked sitting down by Seth's face and taking the cloth off before dipping it in the cool water and replacing it on his forehead again. Seth was never sick, he never even had a cold as far as Jacob could recall.

"We are keeping an eye on him. God, I hate this place," he sighed. "He says it's just a head cold," he turned and took his lover's hot hand in his kissing it gently. "How are you? Seth's been worried about you," he admitted. Jacob sighed, he always put others first, that was Seth through and through.

"I'm fine. Just tired, I guess," he lied. "I can stay with him if you want to go get something to eat," he whispered hearing Jasper's stomach rumble. Jasper looked up at his sleeping lover and nodded. "I'll call you if he wakes," the young model said as Jasper got up but didn't move. Nodding Jasper left. Jacob took his cousin's burning hand and kissed it. He couldn't imagine life without him and prayed that it was only a cold. They all had injections to fight against the diseases they could get in the forest but, it wasn't foolproof. "Please don't leave me, Seth. You're the only one who loves me," he whispered.

"Hey, how's he going?" so caught up in his cousin that Jacob didn't hear the tent being opened and the photographer walked in running his hand through his hair with a worried look on his face.

"Not good," Jacob never took his eyes off Seth. He had nothing to say to Edward. He had heard him come and go yesterday, not bothering to talk to him. The older man came over and tried to put his hand on Jacob's shoulder only for him to push it off. Sighing, he sat down on the opposite bed.

"Jacob, can you fill in for Paul? He's sick too," the photographer said. The young model turned his attention to Edward.

"It's not a cold is it?" he asked. Edward shook his head. "Jesus, why are we still here. Let's get them to a hospital," Jacob growled standing up. "Or is it going to ruin your photo shoot?" he snapped.

"Jake, please it's not like that. We don't know. We have been in contact with a doctor and he doubts it's malaria but, we can't rule it out. The symptoms are the same as a cold but it's too early to show signs. We leave tomorrow, both Seth and Paul will be better to travel," Edward said.

"You mean he could die?" Jacob whispered.

"They are both strong, healthy men, Jacob. They won't die but, they will need to rest," Edward said.

"Fuck you Cullen!" Jacob turned to his cousin who stirred at his shouts.

"Jake sweetie, don't shout. It's giving me a headache," his cousin moaned. "It's a cold that's all, promise."

"Both of you out now," Jasper came storming in and pushed both men physically out the tent door.

"Nahuel is sick too," Emmett said coming towards them.

"Jesus," Edward said running his hand down his face. "Let's pack up as much as we can, the shoot is over," he said going to the equipment tent. Emmett handed Jacob some tablets and told him to take them. Doing as he told, Jacob took the huge tablets and went to find the guide to see if he could find out more. No one saw anything of Edward until lunchtime. Emmett and Jacob were sitting with Paul and Nahuel, both of them with the same symptoms as Seth. Everyone just picked at their lunch all worried about the three men. The entourage from Another Man were leaving that day. There was no point in them hanging around. The others were only staying in hopes that the others would be better to travel tomorrow. Emmett opted to stay with the them. Leah would kill him but, he wasn't going to leave his friends high and dry. Once they left, there only remained two guides (the drivers for their cars), along with the three sick men, the two models and Edward and Jasper. Edward kept going between the three tents making sure everyone had cool water. He took over from Emmett who had fallen asleep while caring for Paul. Nahuel seemed to be slightly better and managed to keep some water down that Jacob helped him drink.

The following morning, they packed the trucks and brought out the sick men laying them on the seats. How Jacob ended up with Paul's head on his lap he didn't know but, felt for the guy. He may be a prick but, he didn't deserve any of this. All he was doing was protecting his status and fancied Edward. They only had to travel a couple of hours before a helicopter could be sent in. Edward and the two healthy models were going to finish the trip by truck and would meet Jasper and the others at the hospital as soon as they could. The trip was long and silent each man deep in their own thoughts. As soon as they had cell phone coverage, Edward contacted Jasper for an update. There was no news as they were waiting for results from the blood tests. Emmett rung Leah who didn't care he had stayed behind to help look after his friends but, told him to get on the next plane home. Emmett was not about to argue. When they arrived in the city, they were dropped off at a hotel and all three men headed to their rooms to take a shower. Leah had managed to get Emmett out of the country that night. Everyone was exhausted. There was still no news on the sick men so, Edward encouraged Jacob to sleep. They would go see them first thing in the morning.

At 2am there was a knock on Edward's door waking him from his fistful sleep. Going to the door, he was greeted by Jacob whose face was wet from the tears, his eyes swollen and red. Pulling the young man in, he shut the door. "I can't lose him, he's all I have," Jacob sobbed on the photographer's shoulder.

"Hey, we are not going to lose him, Jake. I promise," he whispered in his ear while running his fingers through his long silky hair.

"You don't know that," Jacob said pulling back and walking to the bed sinking down with his head in his hands. Edward walked to the bed and sat beside the scared young man. "I don't know what to do," he admitted.

"There is nothing you can do Jake except pray for him and the others," Edward whispered. He himself didn't believe there was a god but, it didn't' mean that Jacob didn't. Anything that comforted a person was fine by him. Jacob buried his face in Edward's neck, his hot warm breath teasing the photographer. Wrapping his arms around the distressed man, he pulled him closer to him, Burying his face into the crook of Jacob's neck and shoulder inhaling his clean scent, the one he had come to love over the week and a bit he had known the young man. He felt soft warm lips against his neck making him tense. Surely he was mistaken, it must be just his tears. However, the soft lips brushing his skin became stronger and full of need, sucking him almost. Edward moaned his cock springing to life. He tried to pull back but was being held firmly in place. This was wrong, he knew it was wrong. The boy was confused and scared. But, he couldn't help himself. He placed soft kisses on Jacob's neck, his skin tasting of soap and salt, perfect. Expecting the young man to pull back, Edward was surprised when he heard a moan escape the young native. He ran his fingers through the silky hair as he pulled back. Jacob looked shocked and flushed, turning away from Edward and began to sob in earnest. "Jake, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that," Edward said going to get up only for Jacob to grab hold of his hand firmly.

"Why Ed? I wanted you to. I need to feel something, anything but fear for Seth," he said sadness in his eyes.

"Because you will regret it, Jake. We both will," he sighed. Jacob lowered his head and shook it. The older man lifted his friend's chin up to look him in the eye. "You don't know what you do to me, Jake. I would love nothing more than to take you, to make you forget. But, I can't. Not like this," he kissed the young man on the lips.

"It's Paul isn't it?" Jacob got up and began to pace the floor chewing his fingernail. Edward sighed and shook his head.

"Paul and I are just friends nothing more," Edward admitted. "He knows I like someone else," he watched Jacob as he continued to pace only pausing for a second at what Edward had just told him. "Why don't we try get some sleep?" the photographer said going around to the other side of the bed and pulling back the blankets. "You can sleep here with me if you want," he said sliding into the bed. That was all he could do, offer Jacob some small comfort but, he wouldn't' take advantage of the young man. He was just hurt and confused right now.

Jacob stood there silently for a few minutes until he slowly walked to the bed and knelt on it. Edward smiled encouragingly and opened his arms. The young man crawled to him and let the strong arms of the photographer wrap around him after pulling the blanket up. Kissing Jacob's forehead, he bid him goodnight before turning off the light. In reply he got a sniff and Jacob wiggled closer his leg draping over Edward's. "Goodnight," he finally said kissing Edward's bare shoulder.

When Edward woke the next morning, Jacob was laying on his stomach his arm draped over his waist. Still in deep sleep, his mouth was relaxed and his lips slightly apart. Edward had to admire the flawless skin, not a blemish to be seen. The soft facial hair on his jaw and above his upper lip adding to the sex appeal. God, he was a stunning creature. Edward's phone vibrated next to the bed alerting Jacob who woke up groggy and confused as he looked at the naked back of Edward who was now sitting at the edge of the bed. "Jasper is there any news?" the man asked. Jacob shot up and reached to touch his back. Edward turned slightly and looked at him taking his hand in his. "Yeah, I understand," he gave Jacob's hand a squeeze and a small smile. "Of course, I will. We'll see you soon," there was a long pause. "He loves him too," he chuckled before hanging up the phone throwing it on the bed.

"Well, what's the story? is he okay, is he still alive?" Jacob asked.

"He and the others are fine, it's a bad bug they picked up. Probably from the waterfall, that's all. They can come to the hotel if they promise to rest before they travel home," Edward chuckled as Jacob threw his arms around him pushing him over landing on top of the photographer. He didn't care, the young man was too relieved to know his cousin was going to be fine. "Seth asked to tell you he loves you and will see you soon," Jacob beamed and kissed Edward before getting up.

"Let's eat, I'm starving?" Jacob said getting off Edward with a blush on his cheeks. The photographer leaned up on his elbows panting.

"You might want to put some pants on first," he chuckled. The blush turned from just being on his cheeks to his whole body. Somehow the young man had lost his pants in the night and was standing fully naked in front of a very happy photographer. Grabbing the blanket, Jacob wrapped it around his body and began looking for his boxers. Edward found them at the bottom of the bed. Obviously Jacob had kicked them off in the night. He held them on his finger twirling them around. Jacob went to grab them only to pull them out of the young man's reach. He did this several times bringing them close enough for Jacob to grab them only to pull them away at the last second.

"Jerk," the young native said chuckling. He dropped the blanket standing there in all his naked glory. "Guess I will go to my room like this," he smiled walking to the door. The shocked photographer raced in front of him leaning on his back on the door. "Thank you," Jacob said plucking his boxers out of Edward's hand and slipping them on. "I'm starving," he said as his stomach growled. He couldn't' remember the last time he had eaten, a few days ago at least.

"I will order room service and book a couple more rooms," the older man said. Jacob shrugged and flopped down on the couch picking up the remote. Jacob scanned through the channels and threw the remote down in disgust. Nothing was in English, all of it either in Portuguese or dubbed with really bad accents. "They only have one room left and the rest of the hotels are full because of something important. So, I will give my room to Paul and bunk down with Jasper and Seth," he sighed.

"Why would you give up your room? This is massive and it has a pull out bed, look," he said standing up and unfolding the couch. "Paul could have my room and I will bunk in here with you. Seth and Paul need to rest anyway, right?" Jacob asked. The photographer smiled and nodded. "I'll go shower, pack, and be back before breakfast arrives," he smiled once again heading to the door.

"Jake, maybe you should borrow some of my shorts," Edward chuckled.

"Nah, all good. Give everyone a thrill," he wiggled his eyebrows before leaving an amused Edward. He couldn't believe that he would again have to have the man of his dreams in his room and not be able to touch him. It was like last night had never happened. If that is what Jacob wanted to do then he would respect that. He would never forget holding the young man in his arms. Thank god Jacob was a sound sleeper. As soon as his light snores began, Edward removed an arm around the boy and took his cock in his hand. Turning his nose into Jacobs hair, he drew in his scent his hand slowly beginning to move as he closed his eyes.

Opening the bathroom door, he heard the sound of Jacob's rich baritone voice singing. Smiling, Edward removed his own clothes and opened the door to his young lover. So busy with washing his long silky hair with his eyes closed as he continued to sing, he didn't notice his lover who had been away for weeks following the summer on the other side of the world. When they could, they would talk or use skype. But, it wasn't always possible, like the last two weeks. Both men had missed the comforting voice of their lovers. Edward picked up the shower gel and squeezed a generous amount on his hand. Rubbing his hands together to lather them up, he placed his hands on his lover's firm pecs. Without opening his eyes, Jacob moaned as his man ran his hand over his now hardening nipples. His arms fell from his now clean hair and went to his lover's strong shoulders. So beautiful the lovers as they both caress each other. No words were spoken as they both began to explore every cell of each others body. Edward liked to see his lover, still so perfect not a blemish on his soft russet skin. For the younger man, the joy of having his lover home to love him to fill him with his seed. Their throbbing cocks dancing together between them as though they had a mind of their own. When the lips finally found one another's, the elder sought for dominance which was given immediately. Edward growled with pride, how well he had trained his lover. His hand found his lover globe butt and gave it a firm squeeze. "How I missed you baby. Have you been a good boy?" he asked.

"I missed you more, Ed, so very much," Jacob whispered leaning more into his lover. "I'm always a good boy," he chuckled after earning a soft growl from the older man. "May I please you?" he said getting to his knees his eyes seeking Edward's. Smiling, the red-head ran his fingers through his young lover's hair.

"Yes, you may my love. I have been dreaming of you taking me in further than ever before," he said pushing his lover onto his cock. Jacob willing wrapped his mouth around the large cock. Having a lover with such a big cock demanded he learned to relax to take a lot of him in. Even with a relaxed throat, he could only get seven inches in. His hand went to his lover's ball sack his own cock aching to be touched but, knew he would have to be patient. "Mmmmm, so good baby, so talented. I have taught you well," taking control of his young lover's thrusts. It had been so long since he felt his lover's mouth on his cock and doubted he would last long if he allowed him to continue. As much as he wanted to cum, he was not selfish and pulled his lover from his cock with a light pop. Lifting the young man's chin with his hand he looked into his eyes. "Did you receive your results today?" he asked.

"Yes," he said lowering his eyes.

"Jake, do you need me to tell you off?" he asked.

"Maybe,'" he young man said a blush on his cheeks. "I tried my best, I swear but, I missed you playing for me while I studied," he whispered. Edward pulled the boy up by his arm causing him to wince. Regretting his action he kissed his lover tenderly. "I missed you," Jacob once again leaned into his lover. Turning off the shower, they step out grabbing a towel each. They dried each other only their cocks untouched both heads purple with lust and need.

Taking his young lover to the bedroom, he was happy to see the report sitting on the pillow awaiting his approval. Letting Jacob's hand go, he walked to the bed and picked up the envelope. He had not opened it even though it was addressed to himself. Edward insisted on paying for his lovers education. He ripped it open not sharing the results with his lover who was kneeling on the bed aching to see how he had done. Edward folded it and put it back in the envelope placing it on the bedside table. "Lay on your stomach," he said. Jacob whimpered but did as he was told. Edward pulled open the drawer and pulled out the blindfold and placed it over his lover's eyes. He ran his hand soothingly over his lover's trembling body. He allowed himself a smile and spread his lover's legs giving himself a beautiful view of the natives ass. Without saying a word he leaned down kissing the soft russet skin. "Well done, baby. Top marks," he said finally putting his lover out of his misery. Spreading his lover's butt cheeks, he found his sweet puckered hole and flicked his tongue over his pulsing hole. Jacob moaned and lifted his ass wanting more of the hot heat of his lover's tongue and breath. How could he deny him? After all, he had exceeded his expectations.

"Please Edward, I need you inside me," the native moaned as the tongue brushed over his most intimate area. Without warning Edward pushed two fingers into his tight heat, the young man groaned with pleasure and pain. "God, yes," he growled pushing back onto the older man wanting even more, needing more. Pushing into his lover and slowly pulling out before slamming it back in fast and hard only to slowly pull his fingers out, the native was about to explode. Edward knew what his young lover liked. Licking his hand to make it wet, he stroked his own cock getting it wet with his spite and own juices. He pulled out of his now well-stretched lover. Nothing was more beautiful than his young lover now wide and wanting for him. Pulling Jacob up so he was on all fours he lined himself up and slamming into his lover's ass so hard almost making him topple over. Edward got a firm grip of his hips and continued to assault his lover's ass. Jacob begging for release, Edward slowed and let his hand snake round taking his lover's cock and began to stroke him. "Please Edward, I need more," Jacob moaned.

"Not tonight, baby," the slapping of their skin and the moans and grunts coming from his lover were almost Edward's undoing. He and Jacob were just in the beginning of playing with toys. Whether it be the simple act of trust with a blindfold, which was the first step they had taken. They had progressed to toys more, like the dildo which stretched Jacob filling him. Or the handcuffs which were still waiting to be used. They had plenty of time however, and Edward would never force his lover into anything he wasn't ready for. "Cum for me, baby," he whispered as he slowed and wrapped himself protectively around his young lover. This is what Jacob loved the most; the strength and protection he felt in his lover's arms. He shouted his lover's name as he came hard and fast. His muscles tightening around Edward's cock like a vice as though trying to push him out but, keeping him in at the same time. "Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck," the photographer growled.

Edward held his hand over the tip of his cock to catch his cum. His breathing erratic from the orgasm he had just given himself as he thought about the young man he had wrapped around his body. Jacob groaned and moved closer. Kissing the younger man's hair, Edward slipped from beside him and went to the bathroom to clean himself up. God, how he wanted that boy to claim him as his own.

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