JPOV
When Bella gave Peter his confirmation, he was over the moon with excitement, I of course, could tell by her emotions what she was saying. While we both wanted nothing more than to pull her into our arms and kiss her senseless, we both agreed it wouldn't be a good idea for affection until we know why she reacted the way she did the other day. Bella had agreed to come over to have dinner, in which we watch her eat what we make. Since she walked to work Peter and I tell her that one of us will pick her up when she gets off and drive her to our place.
"Told you so," I tell Peter as we make our way to the store to pick up some food to make Bella tonight.
"Shut up, fucker," Peter says. "She could've said no."
"Either of us could have said no," I inform him. "While its in our nature, we still had the option not to pursue one another. It would've been a hell of a lot harder, but it has happened before."
"But she's…"
I nod in agreeance as we park and make our way inside the store in search of food. "Shrimp scampi?" I suggest.
Peter shrugs. "It is going to smell one way or another."
I laugh. "It isn't so bad once you get used to it, Peter. Once you embrace it, it'll get less nauseating."
"Says the one who went to high school for over twenty years," Peter rolls his eyes as we gather everything we need.
After we get back home, we spend time exploring one another's mouths, enjoying each other. Peter has other plans as his hand travels down and unbuttoning my jeans quickly before slipping inside my boxer briefs making the both of us groan as his hand wraps around me. Making sure of the time, I slip Peter's shirt off and fling it across the room before I continue with his pants, pushing them down his hips as he rips my own off my body along with my boxers. Flipping our positions, I straddle his torso, licking and nipping at his neck and make my way down his body.
My teeth gently scrape each of his nipples, enjoying as they pebble up under my touch before continuing down. Peter's hands roam over my stone body, sliding over my ass and smacking my cheeks which rewards him with a moan. Nipping and kissing and licking my way further down, I wet my lips before kissing the tip of his cock. Peter's hips jerk up towards me as I smirk, pinning him down to the bed, torturing him slowly I hum in contentment as he tried to move again.
"Come on, Jay," He groans.
Reaching up, I pinch and rub his nipples as I suck gently on the tip of his cock and just as I feel his frustration rise up, I plunge his cock deep into my mouth moaning at his taste. Peter reaches his hands down, taking my head in his hands and guiding me how he likes it. Moaning around him, I gently squeeze his balls, relishing the noises that escape his mouth. Scraping my teeth around his shaft, I adjust the suction as his hands tighten in my hair, pushing me further into him.
"Fuck, Jay!" Peter moans as I shove two fingers into his mouth to suck and lubricate which he does, mimicking my movements on my fingers before I pull them out and gently push them inside his hole. Peter's hips rock against my fingers as I slowly massage him from the inside, groaning as I release his shaft from my mouth, dragging my nose up his taint, kissing the delicate skin rewarding me with a growl.
I smirk as I repeat my ministrations, not allowing him to move away and I now swipe my tongue along his balls before sucking both sacks into my mouth. My own cock is becoming painfully hard, so I reach down and start stroking myself as I allow both of our love and lust swirl around the atmosphere. Without any warning, Peter has me on all fours, spread before him, smacking my behind. Not wasting any time, he has himself prepared and is rubbing my own entrance to prepare me. His mouth places wet kisses all along my shoulders and back just before I feel him press into me, groaning loudly as he does.
"Mmm… so good," Peter groans as I push back against him and roll my hips to get more friction. "Major," he growls this time as we both continue the assault against one another. Pushing out both my lust and love, I feel him so close to the edge making me quickly change our position so that I am on my back as I push him in deeper.
"Come on, Captain," I growl, tugging him down to hover over me, kissing him roughly as I grab my member to stroke myself.
I shove my tongue inside his mouth just as we both explode, neither of us ready to disconnect but as we lay there panting, we know this time will be one of our last since Bella has agreed. Neither of us are complaining about it, we want her in our bed with us. The same agreement applies of no funny business while she is here unless she herself is ready. Slipping out of my body, Peter and I moan softly at the loss of contact. Standing up from the bed, we work quickly to change the sheets before taking a quick shower to clean up before Peter makes his way to pick up our mate.
BPOV
By the time I gather my bag from the back, I see Peter waiting for me outside on the sidewalk and before I even get to the door, it is opened for me. Peter holds his hand out for me to take and I hesitate to take it for a moment before placing my hand in his.
Peter smiles widely. "Hope you like seafood, sugar. Major is making something called Shrimp Scampi."
"You haven't been around many humans, have you?" I question as he leads me to the truck just a little ways down the road.
Peter chuckles as he opens up the passenger door and helps me inside before closing the door and going around to the driver's side. "I don't really play with my food before I eat. Only on special occasions," He smirks, and my stomach does a flip in both nervousness and something else I can't decipher. "Don't worry, sugar… I might want to eat you, but it isn't for your blood."
I raise an eyebrow in question before I put the pieces together and a blush spreads against my cheeks. Shaking my head, I ignore his comment and look out the window at everything passing by. Once we are out of town limits, Peter speeds up considerably making everything blur by.
"How did you and Jasper meet?" I ask after a few minutes.
"He's the one who changed me," Peter replies quietly, and I am not sure if it is his statement or if it's his quietness that makes me look over at him.
He's looking straight ahead at the road, his body seemingly slightly tense in his arms so I figure I hit some sort of imaginary line I didn't know about. "When?" I question further.
"Sometime in the early 1900's. I don't think I should tell you much more about that until Jasper is around," Peter glances at me from the corner of his eye.
I sigh a bit but let it go just as we pull up onto a gravel road and not even a minute after that, I see a two story house with a wraparound porch. There is a garage a little ways from the house and that's where we pull up to. Before I can unbuckle the seatbelt, Peter is opening up the passenger door and holds his hand out for me to take which I do and slide out of the truck, taking my bag with me. Walking up to the porch, Peter releases my hand only when he opens up the front door, allowing me to go in front of him. The smell of the shrimp scampi as we walk inside, stepping right into the living room where Peter grabs my bag and hangs it on a hook next to the door.
"Thanks," I say softly.
"C'mon, sugar," Peter replies before placing a hand on my lower back making slight panic rush through me before I pin it down and let him lead me to the kitchen where we find Jasper tossing a pan of food. Peters hand moves away from my back and he goes to inspect Jasper's handiwork out, scrunching up his nose. "How do you eat this stuff?" He asks with a nauseated look on his face.
I laugh a bit as I walk over and lean against the island in the middle of the kitchen. "With a fork typically. Of course, you get the people who are simply weird and eat it with a spoon," I reply.
Jasper chuckles as he scoops some of the scampi into a bowl and placing a fork inside while Peter goes to the fridge to pull out a bottle of water. "Hopefully, it tastes good, I remembered Esme making it for you a couple times I think," Jasper says as we all three sit down in the bar stools.
"I'm sure it's fine," I say as we pick up the fork and take a bite.
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"So why did you change, Peter?" I question as we all sit in the living room, both Peter and Jasper on the couch and me in the one of the chairs.
"How much do you know about my past?" Jasper asks, shifting his position on the couch slightly, almost as if he is uncomfortable.
I shake my head. "Edward wouldn't tell me anything. Overprotective dick that he was said it would give me nightmares for years on end."
It take's about three hours for Jasper to tell me everything, all the details said and not left out just like Edward didn't want. I keep quiet the whole time, as both Peter and Jasper tells their story. Both seem to be waiting for me to go running and screaming but at the same time seeming confident that I won't be going anywhere.
"So, while Jasper was with Alice, what were you doing Peter?" I question.
"Nothing much of anything. Traveled basically anywhere you can think of waiting for someone," Peter looks pointedly at Jasper, "to pull their head out of his ass and come back to find me. Of course, I was to blame as well because I didn't know it either," he grabs Jasper's hand in his and squeezes, rubbing his thumb over Jasper's knuckles.
"I think that's enough story time for one night," Jasper says just as I stifle a yawn. "Would you like for us to take you home, darlin'?"
Reluctantly I nod and stand up, stretching my arms and legs which causes both Peter and Jasper to growl lowly. Quickly I put my arms down, pulling my shirt down with them but the damage is already done. Before I can blink, both boys have made their way over, Jasper lifting up my shirt to inspect the damage. Panic rises as both sets of hands come in contact with my skin, so I push them away.
"Bella why- "Peter tries to begin but I shake my head roughly.
"Not now, I want to go home," I say shakily.
A/N: Shooting for posting a chapter every Friday! Let me know what you guys think!
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