"We need the nutrients the plants provide. We're going to waste away without it."
"That shrub you pointed at is at least 20 feet away. Who knows how many snakes there are between here and there?" She argued terror building in her chest.
"I'll go during the hottest time of the day. They'll be tucked away trying to stay cool. I'll take the duffel and grab as much as I can."
"I can't lose you." Her voice broke as she spoke. "Don't make me lose you." He leaned forward and captured her lips. It was their first kiss and for a while their lips touching pushed her fear back. They kissed until the heat in the raft got stifling. To Edward that was his sign to go.
She held her breath as she watched him traverse along the rocks. He moved slowly and carefully, but he was still at risk. She gasped for needed air when he reached the shrub. Her eyes searched tirelessly for any danger.
"Snake 6 o'clock!" She yelled as it slithered out between the rocks. Edward was trapped. The snake was blocking the path back. He froze bent over with a hand full of the begonia shrub. "It's at your 5 now" The snake appeared to be circling around him. Soon it was at his 4 and his 3. She tried to breathe as it rested right by his side. It felt like forever before the snake finally slithered away.
He made it back to the raft safely, but her heart was still racing.
"Thank god." She rained kisses down across his face. "I love you so much." He stilled her frantic movements and kissed her on the lips. Since they kissed for the first time that morning it was like their lips were magnets drawn to each other.
They'd been kissing awhile when she lifted her leg up placing it over his hip to pull him closer. She paused when she felt his arousal against her. He tried pulling away but her leg pulled him tighter.
"Bella, maybe we should stop."
"If you don't want me that way-"
"I want you." He pushed his hips into her. "I want you so much, but I really want it to be special for you"
"It will be." She assured him, making sure to look him in the eyes as she said it. He didn't seem to budge. "Was your first time that bad?"
"Yes and no, but I wish I would've waited. I wish we could be each other's firsts."
"I'm not completely innocent." She admitted. "It was bad for me too and I wish I'd waited." She tried to shake away the images it brought back.
"Bad as in painful?" He asked concerned. She could see behind his eyes that his thoughts were running.
"Not physically. He just didn't know what he was doing and when I tried to help him he got mad and yelled at me. The next day everyone at school was staring at me. He'd told everyone I was a frigid bitch." Her lip quivered, but she refused to shed another tear over what had happened.
"My nickname was one pump chump. The girl broke up with me then spread that name around school." He ducked his head blushing.
"So you understand." She pulled his face up and kissed him softly. "But we can't let assholes like that define us."
"I want it to be good for you." He mumbled against her lips.
"It will be." He kept kissing her. She thought she'd won the disagreement when his hand slid down over her ass, but when she reached for the button on his pants he stopped her.
"Let me make you feel good. I want to erase the bad memory you have."
"What if I am frigid?" She glared as he laughed.
"There is nothing frigid about you. I promise I'll listen to you and I'll take any advice you have." He looked so earnest she couldn't help but agree. She had to believe his words. He tentatively pulled down the cup of her bra and touched her breast. Her nipples instantly puckered at the sensation. "You know I've wanted to touch these ever since you took off your top."
"I've been waiting for you to." He really only had one hand since they were laying on their sides but he slid his hand between their bodies to touch her other breast. He began kissing her again. It was already too many sensations at once.
Instead of the awkward groping of her ex or the painful groping of Jim, his touch was gentle, yet firm. His hand moved down her body and cupped her over her shorts. Even with the layers on he found her spot.
"Can I take these off?" She reached down and was quick to help him. Living the way they'd been in the cramped quarters eliminated a lot of the embarrassment. She knew she was hairy, smelly and had fish breath, but so did he and he wasn't complaining. "I promise I won't get mad if you give me suggestions. I just want to make you feel good." She nodded into his shoulder looking down to his hand touching her.
His fingers combed gently over her curls then traced her lips. The tip of his fingers parted her slightly before finding her clit. She was a goner. His fingers moved with confidence over, around, hard then soft.
What started as heavy breathing had escalated to a mixture of groans and moans. It felt so much more overwhelming than when she touched herself. His fingers dipped slightly in her gathering her arousal and dragging it back to her clit.
It felt like it was lasting forever, but then to her shock she was going over and it felt too short. She met his eyes shocked by the feelings. He was grinning, clearly pleased with himself.
"I think tomorrow is my birthday." He mumbled against her lips. "Think that's special enough for your first time?"
"I've corrupted you in the best way possible." She teased before he stole her bottom lip, sucking on it. "Tomorrow would be perfect."
She pulled her clothes back up and peaked in her duffel bag. The plant, some kind of begonia, didn't look too awful. He took a piece first and popped it in his mouth.
"Not bad." She started giggling and couldn't seem to stop. Edward's teeth were green, with lots of it caught in his teeth.
"What?" She grabbed some and ate it then she smiled. He joined in on the laughter when he saw her green teeth.
a/n I went nuts when ff went down as I was in the middle of a good story. To ease all our suffering, I'm posting both updates on the same day.