Carlisle was standing in the kitchen naked as he was putting dishes in the dishwasher; just waiting for his boyfriend to step in.
Edward entered, his skin torn by several shallow knife wounds, holding a heap of clothing in his arms. He walked into the bedroom and put the clothes on Carlisle's bed, kissed Carlisle's cheek on the way back out again, and went back for the rest of his stuff. It would probably take about five trips in all. At the end of the last trip, he surveyed the scene. Carlisle's apartment was now completely cluttered with Edward's things. Edward sighed wearily. "We'd better get to putting these things away," he murmured, wrapping his arms around Carlisle. He didn't care if they did it now or later, honestly; he just wanted to enjoy time with his boyfriend.
Carlisle turned and smiled at Edward, nibbling on his ear. "Well what do you have and I can say where it can go... I mean I do have a spare bedroom where you can put your stuff... like in that wardrobe and some in my wardrobe."
Edward snuggled up to Carlisle, pointing at his things as he named them. "My plant collection, clothing, sex toys, flatiron, keyboard piano, candle collection... I know the body wash, shampoo, and loofah will probably be in the bathroom, and I can buy a new toothbrush." He waved his hand. "I left all the nonessentials with Jane." He winced, unconsciously touching one of the wounds on his chest.
Carlisle noticed before looking Edward over. "Do you want me to put some cream on those?" He asked gently, rubbing up against Edward's side gently. "Your plants can go all around the place, I was thinking of getting plants anyways." He smiled gently before adding. "The keyboard piano can go in the main room; lounge kitchen thing... candles can be like the plants spread around."
Edward smirked when Carlisle mentioned putting cream on his wounds. "Later, perhaps," he said suggestively. "I've already disinfected, and it still stings." He nodded at Carlisle's suggestions of where to put his things, and started moving them accordingly, making sure to keep the candles away from anything overly flammable.
Carlisle smiled and moved to the open lounge area and sat down on the couch, watching Edward with an amused smile. "You said you had like... outfits... special outfits?... I mean kinky sexy outfits?" Carlisle asked with a purr, not bothering to get dressed as he watched his boyfriend.
"I do," Edward confirmed. "I have a maid outfit, which I'd mentioned; a fire...woman outfit; a cat-woman outfit; a Playboy bunny outfit; a nurse outfit; a flight attendant outfit... " Edward trailed off with a slight blush.
"They can go in the spare room wardrobe." Carlisle replied, not mentioning to Edward he had a few of his own... that he cleaned his apartment in as he couldn't help his fetish. "They sound pretty." Carlisle smiled and watched Edward.
Edward nodded, wondering if Carlisle thought him strange for preferring to dress in women's underwear. "Thank you," he said. "I also have at least fifty corset and thong sets. Some include G-strings..." he blushed again, "and some have fuller panties with frills...lace... different colors..."
"Sounds very pretty." Carlisle crooned with a smile, just wanting to trail his hands down Edward's ever-so-perfect thighs but he knew better as he knew he should wait for the other. "I'm guessing you have a membership with the sex shop down the road?" the blond asked quietly.
"There's a sex shop down the road?" Edward asked, perking up. "I got most of my toys for free... well, technically I stole them from my now-ex-roommate. If she doesn't know how to use a dildo without a battery, then she doesn't deserve one. The kinkier things I got from a mutual... acquaintance... of Jane's and mine. I can never remember his name. I think it's Alex or something. His boyfriend made him throw out his kinky toys when they got serious, so I offered to take them off his hands."
"I see." Carlisle replied with a nod, watching Edward with a grin.
Edward grabbed a red leather miniskirt from his pile of clothing and put it on. "Do you want to take me to the shop?" he asked.
"I think they have an online website too." Carlisle added, moving to nuzzle his boyfriend lovingly.
Edward pressed his body against Carlisle's. "But I like showing off my figure in this skirt," he whispered.
Carlisle clung onto the Adonis tightly. "My Eddie is mine."
Edward smiled. "Of course I am," he said, "and you're the only person who gets to touch me. But I just love torturing everyone else with the knowledge that they can't have me."
Carlisle nuzzled Edward's neck lovingly. "All mine and no-one gets to touch you... as I've marred you," he whispered.
Edward smiled, pleased. "But I still want to show off... show you off, for one, and make all the unworthy boys jealous."
Carlisle blushed and hugged Edward tightly and nuzzled his neck affectionately. Edward purred. "Are we out of here or what?" he asked, squeezing Carlisle's hand.
"I'm not even dressed... and there is no way in hell I'm going down the road nude." Carlisle whined, pouting innocently at his boyfriend
Edward smiled wickedly at his sweetie. "Want me to help you pick out an outfit?" he offered.
Carlisle blushed. "Edward, I'm a fully grown nerd... I have the feeling what you pick out will show a lot of unnecessary skin." He pouted even more.
Edward ran his hands over Carlisle's smooth buttocks. "Define unnecessary," he said, his voice low and seductive.
"My legs... meaning my whole legs... my ass...my stomach and chest... and my back. Just really my head... arms and hands are acceptable," Carlisle replied with a squeak, trying not to jump.
Edward nodded thoughtfully. He couldn't really picture Carlisle in shorts. "Well then, get dressed so we can go get some sex toys to try out on each other," he suggested, squeezing the man's butt.
Carlisle squealed and jumped a little, his face turning bright red. "I... don't want sex toys... I want... outfits," he said quietly.
"We can get those too," decided Edward cheerfully. "What kind of outfits were you thinking of?" He released Carlisle and stepped back, allowing the man room to get his clothes.
Carlisle went and pulled on complete nerd attire. "... things I don't already have." Carlisle muttered quietly.
Edward wrapped his arms around his fully clothed boyfriend again, pressing his face into Carlisle's chest and nuzzling. "You're so sexy," he murmured, "and you don't flaunt it like I do. I love you so much."
"I don't like showing my bits..." Carlisle replied, closing his eyes. "And I love you more."
"You keep saying that," said Edward, not complaining. He stood on tiptoe to kiss Carlisle's forehead. "I think we love each other equally, but differently."
"Because I just don't like showing or flashing bits of me to people... " Carlisle murmured and wrapped his arms around the younger. Edward nodded. He understood the mindset, but he'd always enjoyed dressing up to show off as much skin as legally possible. He loved dressing as a woman, as well. There was such a delicious thrill about being thought to be pretty.
Carlisle smiled down at his boyfriend. "You ready to drag me out now?" he asked, not really wanting to go.
Edward smiled back. "Sure, but let's make it quick. I want to make people jealous. I don't want them to come all over my outfit. When we're done with that, we can come back here and model for each other, hmm?"
"As far as I'm concerned they're not getting near you... or I'll kick them in the groin-crotch," the blond replied and took Edward's hand in his own.
Edward's smile grew as he leaned against Carlisle. "Mmmm," he murmured.
"And I can't model... let alone wear any form of heels." Carlisle replied quickly.
"Modeling in the sense of trying on clothes to see how pretty you look in them," Edward said. "And I don't mind that you can't wear heels. You're tall already. Besides, I think I have enough hooker heels for the both of us." So saying, he slipped on a pair of red thigh high boots.
Carlisle blushed and gulped. "H-Hooker heels?" His eyes went wide and his voice pitch increased.
"Like these," Edward murmured, twirling effortlessly in his boots, which made him about three and a half inches taller. "High heel, zipped about this far up the leg... or platform Mary Janes... I have about a hundred pairs of fuck-me shoes."
Carlisle's face went a little redder as he heard 'fuck-me shoes'. "What are fuck-me shoes?" he asked quietly.
Edward pressed and rubbed his body against Carlisle's heatedly. He was fond of teasing the other man. "They're shoes that get men hot and make them want to fuck the person who's wearing them," he whispered. "Shoes that scream 'fuck me.' Usually heels."
Carlisle blushed. "I don't really look at peoples shoes... unless it's a pair that makes your ass look sexy." He held Edward still.
"Then let's say fuck-me shoes are such pairs," said Edward, struggling against Carlisle's hold and wanting to grind him more.
Carlisle held him and squeezed him lovingly. "Stand still silly boy."
Edward pouted, but did as he was told. Carlisle kissed the tip of his nose. "You can sex me in the bath later on today," he reasoned.
"After we're done trying out outfits, that is," teased Edward. Carlisle could feel his arms starting to flail and he started to whine.
"What's wrong?" asked Edward, with a slight degree of impatience— he wanted to go.
"Stop teasing me," he whimpered, his face going red in frustration.
Edward gave Carlisle a chaste kiss on the cheek. "Alright," he said. "I'll stop teasing you until we get home."
The blond took his hand and started to drag the other male out of 'their' new room. "Fine, let's get this over with."
Edward practically skipped out the door, but his super-short and super-tight red leather skirt prevented him from doing so. "As you wish, my love," he said.
"No showing your bits to people as I don't want them second glancing at you," he murmured possessively.
"They'll be jealous of you," Edward murmured. "And they'll be jealous of me for having someone as gorgeous as you."
Carlisle's arms started to flail once more. "I'm not gorgeous!" he whined.
Edward cocked an eyebrow. "Either I'm blind or you are, and I doubt that it's me," he said.
"Fine, I'm blind," Carlisle replied and started off towards the stairs, not bothering to wait for the elevator.
"Carlisle..." said Edward sadly. He didn't understand why Carlisle couldn't see his own beauty, his own splendidness. "If I had to list everything that made you wonderful, that list would be about as long as the Odyssey."
"You know that's a very long story... I do have a copy of it," Carlisle whispered and turned to look at Edward, draping himself over Edward's back. "Would you piggy back me?"
Edward smirked. "Any excuse to have your legs wrapped around me," he agreed.
Carlisle blushed and pouted. "I just can't be bothered walking... and I figured you'd want to hold me."
"Always," said Edward, bending over slightly and signaling to Carlisle to hop on. He could carry the man down the stairs and to the shop. Carlisle got onto his boyfriend's back and smiled and nuzzled his neck lovingly. Edward smiled affectionately and, holding Carlisle's slim, sexy legs, carefully started down the stairs. It was a mark of his balance that he was able to support Carlisle's body while wearing heels.
"You're so strong, it's very sexy~" Carlisle purred.
"Why thank you, my Carly," Edward said happily, walking carefully down the stairs. Strong he may be, but all the same, he didn't want to risk dropping Carlisle on his ass.
"My sexy cheerleader." Carlisle rested his head on Edward's shoulder.
"Hmm, there's an outfit I should get. Thank you for bringing it up," said Edward, butting open the door with his head and carrying his Carlisle outside. "I need directions," he said. "Where's this fabulous sex shop?"
"Just past the cafe I work at." Carlisle smiled and blew on Edward's ear.
Edward blinked. "It's that close to the flower shop?" he asked. "I'm surprised I've never noticed it." He walked in that direction, and would have been bouncing if he wasn't holding Carlisle. Carlisle wrapped his legs tightly around Edward and clung onto his boyfriend. Edward moaned softly, and then covered his mouth with one hand, blushing. They made it down the street without much incident— a couple of whistles, but nothing vile— and Edward paused just after the coffee shop. "Where's the sex shop?" he asked.
"Across the road," Carlisle whispered.
"That explains why I never saw it," muttered Edward, reaching the intersection and gently kicking the button.
Carlisle smiled and nuzzled his neck. "That's the point... really."
"Yes," Edward agreed, struggling to control himself. He wanted to put Carlisle off of him, slam him against the wall, and fuck his brains out. Instead, he took a deep breath and walked into the shop.
"You okay?" Carlisle asked softly, stroking his boyfriend's neck lovingly.
"I will be," said Edward mysteriously. "Now pick out what you want. I'm paying."
Carlisle blushed. "I want to be a cheerleader... and you can be my jock..." Carlisle said quickly and quietly, his face turning red and he continued to hold onto his boyfriend.
Edward nodded. It was a fair request, though he wasn't accustomed to dressing masculinely. He grabbed a few toys from the wall display and the mentioned outfits. "Anything else?" he asked.
"You choose what you want," Carlisle whispered.
"In that case, I'm getting one of everything," grinned Edward. Carlisle blushed and pressed his face to Edward's neck. "You're carrying all of this, though," said Edward. "I'm starting to tire out from carrying you."
"You know you love having a very warm body pressed against your back though." Carlisle purred in Edward's ear.
"That's undeniable," Edward purred back, flinging the items on the counter, "but light as you are, my strength does give out after a certain amount of time." Carlisle moved to get down off of the Adonis and scrambled off to get himself something. Edward stretched his back muscles out to keep them from getting too fatigued and smiled fondly in Carlisle's general direction. Carlisle was bending over to pick something up; he was grabbing himself a sexy school girl costume. And Edward was directing his lustful gaze at Carlisle's posterior. Carlisle picked up a few colors and styles of uniforms before moving back upright and darted back to Edward with a bright red face.
Edward smiled and stood on tiptoe to kiss Carlisle on the cheek. "Will that be all for you and your boyfriend, miss?" inquired the shopkeeper politely.
Carlisle's face went bright red and latched onto Edward gently, resting his cheek on Edward's shoulder. Edward smiled sarcastically at the shopkeeper and nodded, paid for it, and gave the bag to Carlisle.
Carlisle held the bag in his hands with a smile. "Shall we go?"
Edward rested his tired head against Carlisle's chest and took his hand. "Let's," he agreed.
Carlisle smiled and gently squeezed his hand as they left the sex shop. Carlisle's face went beet red and he latched onto Edward, starting to cough in a fit.
"What is it, swe—oh." Edward realised it was probably Marcus who was making Carlisle so nervous... and he had no idea what to do. He completely froze up. "Oh. Well. Shit," he said succinctly.