The Twilight Twenty-Five

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Prompt: # 20

Pen Name: twilly | Pairing/Character(s): Edward/Bella | Rating: M | Word Count: 498

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Boner

"We can't just do it here!"

"Nobody's home. Plus I locked my door."

"Still."

"Fine," he huffs, pulling the sheet off his unmade bed. The material billows over us and lands over our heads.

The sheet blocks out too much light because he curses under his breath as he rolls away, reaching under his bed for an LED camping lamp.

"Why do you have that under your bed?"

"In case the power goes out at night." He looks at me like that was the dumbest question he ever heard. "And after all this trouble with the sheet and the light, even though no one is home and my door is locked, you better give me more than a three second flash."

"Fine." I roll my eyes. "Who's going first?"

"You."

I nod in acceptance and lift my shirt over my face, holding it up as I mentally count out thirty seconds in increments of "Mississippi."

"I can't believe your dad let you get a black bra. That's so hot."

I shrug. It was really my older cousin who bought it for me. Charlie's only too happy to delegate bra shopping to her. "Your turn."

Edward pulls down his sweat pants and underwear enough to free his junk.

"What's wrong with it?"

"What? Nothing's wrong with it!" His face is a strange cross of indignation and defensiveness.

"Isn't it supposed to point out?" I mimic the direction I think it should point with my index finger and then twist my wrist. "Or maybe upwards?"

"It's only kind of hard because you only let me see your bra for like ten seconds."

"It was thirty. I counted. And it doesn't matter. The deal was, I let you see my new bra and you let me see your boner. That's a flaccid penis, not a boner."

"Semi-flaccid penis," he corrects.

"Make it harder."

"You!"

"I'm not touching your...your...your one-eyed snake!"

"Fine, then let me see your bra again. For longer."

"Whatever." I lift my shirt back over my face, but I can't see him anymore, and the whole point of this trade was for me to see a real-life boner, so I rip it over my head in frustration.

Edward's eyes go as big as saucers and his full-fledge boner appears, pointing right at me. I lean forward to get a better look and the sound of a jiggling doorknob nearly scares me out of my skin.

He's up, dressed and has thrown the sheet back on his bed in less time than it takes me to find my shirt.

"Edward, honey, why is your door locked?" his mom calls.

He rushes to open it, looking back to make sure I'm covered first. I pull a text book into my lap as Edward opens the the door with a lame excuse. "I don't know. We must have accidently locked it."

Esme looks around the room with a raised eyebrow. "Um...new rule. This door stays open when Bella's here."

Thanks for reading! Small confession, I freaking love the word "boner". I know. I know. I can't help it. I love "poke" too. LOL What you're favorite euphemism?

Also, I'd like to give GeekChic12 a 21-boner salute because she listened to me cry when her other pre-readers advised she take "boner" out of a one shot. And then, when I cried because I didn't have an idea what to do for this prompt, he softly whispered "boner" in my ear and them let me have the idea! And she only beats me for slipping tenses on even days. Also, I'm kind of a cry baby. lol