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Any Time by DarkAndAgnsty

Pairing: Jasper and Bella 

I pulled my tank top over my head as I stomped back into our bedroom in a rage. I can always count on Edward to leave me hanging. After five years of marriage, four of which were after I was turned, you’d think he’d have gotten it together and learned that I am a sexual creature. I am a vampire, and he can’t break me. I don’t understand what his problem is. All I know is every time we have sex it’s at my initiation, and his response is mediocre at best. It makes me feel like he believes being intimate with his wife is a chore.  I was tired of it, and I let him know. 

Edward, I can’t do this anymore. I’m tired of the rejection. “ 

Bella, love, you know I love you. You are the reason I exist. I could never reject you.” 

But you have. You do. Every time you pull away, every time you are intimate with me just to placate me, you are rejecting me. This is an important part of a relationship, Edward. You know this. You’ve lived with three mated couples for decades, surely you’ve noticed that their activities are a major part of their bond.” 

Bella, you are not that kind of woman and I refuse to degrade you in the ways you wish. Some of the…activities…the others participate in are not the sort of thing you want to do with your wife.” 

But I am that kind of woman. I want those things. And if you can’t bring yourself to explore a livelier sex life with me then I don’t feel we have anything more to discuss. I have needs, depraved as you may think they are. Your constant rejection has taken its toll, Edward. I can’t do this anymore. I’m tired of dying on the inside.” 

And with that, I left.  

One month later… 

I had been staying out at our cottage while Edward went to the main house. Three weeks ago he had gone to Alaska and we haven’t seen him since. I liked quiet nights, and hearing the sounds of the others’ nighttime activities was often too much to bear. Tonight, Rosalie and Emmett were being exceptionally vocal and I had to leave the cottage for a breather. I was getting worked up just listening to them. I was jealous of what they had, but also happy for them. After a quick hunt, I figured it was safe to go home. As I approached to front door, I heard a twig snap and I immediately crouched into a defensive position.  

Bella, darlin’, it’s just me.” 

I straightened and was met with amber eyes obscured by a mop of honey colored curls.

Jasper” I whispered as I approached him slowly. He pulled me into his arms and kissed the top of my head, murmuring about how he missed me. I relaxed against his chest as we held each other.

Would you like to come in for a bit?” I asked him.

I’d love to, darlin’, we have some catching up to do.” 

We sat on the couch together and talked for what felt like hours. He was so easy to be with. He told me Alice had flitted off to Paris to study with some designer. He explained that she had a vision and knew that was where she needed to be. So it seems Jasper understood rejection without even needing his gift.  

I hugged him to me and ran my fingers through his hair. It was so soft. Before long, a soft purr started from his chest. So sexy. I’d never heard Edward purr for me. It was doing things to me. I wanted to hear what other sexy noises I could coax out of Jasper. My fingers left his scalp and trailed down his neck to his back. I scratched lightly up the length of his spine and he purred louder. He was vibrating against me and I could feel myself becoming wet. I knew he could feel me, and now he could surely smell me, but I couldn’t find it in me to care. As he nuzzled my neck, breathing in my scent, I reached under the collar of his t-shirt to scratch my nails up his back some more.  Jasper’s purr was starting to become a low growl. He stood up and lifted his shirt over his head and turned towards me. His eyes were pitch black.  

Bella,” he growled in that sexy drawl of his. “I certainly hope you intend to finish what you started.” 

My eyes raked over his body –  he was absolutely breathtaking. His chest was chiseled and strong, washboard abs, and a light trail of honey colored hair led down to a very prominent bulge. I licked my lips and stood to face him, knowing my eyes were just as black as his. 

In one swift motion, he lifted me and pinned me to the wall. He unbuckled his belt, popped open his fly and his hard cock sprung free. He ran his palms up my thighs pushing my skirt up to my hips as I wrapped my legs around his waist. No words were spoken as he lowered his face to mine and captured my bottom lip between his sharp teeth. I could feel my arousal coating him as he ran his hard length between my folds. I moaned and wrapped my arms around his neck trying to pull him closer to me. I needed him closer. I needed him inside me.

“Oh God, Jasper” I moaned. 

Tell me you want this darlin’.” he growled. “Tell me you want me to fuck you against this wall.” 

Jasper, oh God, yes. I want this. Please. I need you.” 

He pushed his tip inside me and began slow, shallow thrusts. I was writhing against him, panting with need and clawing his back. 

You want more? You want me to give you more, darlin’? He whispered into my neck.

Please! I need more!” I moaned. I didn’t care who heard us. I didn’t care if it was wrong. I wanted this man, no; I needed this man.  He began to thrust into me harder now.  Each stroke was deeper, stronger. He started to move faster and I could feel myself clench around him as he ground his hips against mine. I met him thrust for thrust using my shoulders for leverage against the wall. I rotated my hips in circles against him as he buried his cock in me over and over at breakneck speed. I began to shake as he pushed a wave of lust at me and moved my legs up toward my shoulders opening me up to him more. I groaned in response as I felt myself growing slicker with the deeper angle. 

Jasper! Oh, you’re gong to make me come! Fuck me harder baby!” I grabbed the hair on the back of his head and pulled as I came violently around his cock. He pumped quickly a few more times and followed me with a roar.  

We stayed connected like that for a few minutes as our breathing returned to normal. Slowly, he slid out of me and pushed my tangled hair from my face. He lowered his lips to mine and gently kissed me before fastening his jeans. Jasper pressed his forehead to mine and cupped my cheek. 

That was amazin’, darlin’. I think we both needed that.” 

You can say that again” I replied dryly.   

He kissed me gently once again and turned to leave.  


Yes darlin’?” 

Thank you. For making me feel wanted, for making me feel alive.” 

Anytime, darlin’” he smiled “Anytime.” 

Tell Me Your Secrets by TheUnderStudy


I walked into the building, not sure if I was going to be seeing a doctor, herbalist, or a priest to perform an exorcism.  I took the elevator to the sixth floor and was met with a metal door.  I knocked and waited.  I was about to leave when the heavy metal door cracked open. 

All my expectations did not prepare me for the goddess that opened the door.  She had long, flowing raven hair, bronze colored skin that looked kissed by the sun, light brown eyes that looked straight through my soul, and soft, pink lips.  That was just her face.  I took in the rest of her. She was standing there barefoot, leaning against the doorway, wearing a long cream colored dress that was strapless and had a spilt that started at her hip.  I marveled over her long legs that kept going and going.  I was shocked at how I had stared at her so.

Jasper’s wife sent me,” I blurted out, eyes still gazing at the statuesque beauty. 

Ah the lovely Bella Whitlock,” she spoke as she walked back into her place.  “What is your name?” 

Rosalie, Rosalie Masen,” I spoke softly, walking in behind her and stopping at a red door.

I know the reason why you are here.  Women come to me for one reason and one reason alone…,” she said so authoritatively. 

I waited for her answer curiously.  I barely even knew why I was here. 

You want to be awakened. Don’t you Rosalie?”  Her eyes locked on mine and my name flowed from her lips like a silken memory. 

All I could do was nod my head.  She extended her hand and pulled me into a fierce kiss.  I first tried to push her away from me.  This was a woman and I was very into men.  But as I tasted her warm tongue, I could no longer deny her.  Her hands loosened on my face and I felt her pulling me through the red door.  The room was warm, but not as warm as her lips on mine.  The kiss calmed and it was then that I noticed the room.   

There were chains handing from the ceiling, a bed covered in red silk nestled in the center of the expansive space, a claw foot tub large enough for four sitting off in the corner, and a sitting bench made of leather with several straps and hooks.  What had I walked into?!   

Take off your clothes.  Every stitch,” her voice resounded over the open area. 

Her back was to me and she was peering into an expansive closet.  I couldn’t make out what was inside, but I was very nervous. 

I’m sorry,” I said quickly and turned to leave.  

You want to save your marriage?” She called out from the dark closet. “You want to be more fulfilled? Now do what I tell you,” she said. 

She peered out from the closet, her eyes gazing at me, commanding me.  I slowly took off every other article of clothing.  I dared not stay in my undergarments.  I didn’t want to aggravate her further.  I put my trust in Bella to not have steered me wrong.  Now my trust was in this woman to “awaken” me. 

She emerged with her hair tied back tightly in a bun, wearing nothing but a black, lace corset, matching thong and heels. She took my hand in hers and walked me over to bed.  She told me to kneel in the middle with my back to her.  I took heavy breaths as I positioned myself.  I suddenly felt her flush against my back. Her hands lowered in front of my face holding a black, satin mask.  There were no eyelets.   

Do you trust me Rosalie?” She asked. 

Your name… What is your name?”  I asked, looking at her over my shoulder. 

Not many make it as far as you,” she said, smiling at me and lowering her lips to my neck. “It is Leah.” 

The blindfold was lowered over my eyes. She kissed my neck and lips, relaxing me in this moment.  Trust.  I could do this. I could open up. 

Lie down Rosalie.  I want you to touch yourself,” Leah cooed at me. 

I hesitated and quickly felt her hand slap my ass.  I cried out in pain, but felt a tantalizing pleasure.  Leah wrapped her hand around my blond locks and pulled my head back.  I felt her lips and breath at my ear as she spoke. 

I do not like hesitation.  This is my time, my space… Do you wish to continue?” She growled out.

Leah licked the tip of my ear and bit lightly at the spot under my neck.

Yes… Please!” I begged. 

The darkness behind the blindfold provided me with some sense of freedom.  I laid back and began to explore my body.  I had experimented before, but never brought myself to climax.  I was scared.  Just as if she could read my thoughts, Leah encouraged me to not be frightened, to find what pleased me.  She caressed me all over, avoiding my most sensitive areas.  I. however, did not avoid them.  I teased my nipples and began the slow trek down to my moist folds.  I did not want to hesitate, but I was still scared.  My shaky hand nearly reached my aching center, but I felt Leah’s hands stop me.   

We will try a different approach. Tell me all your secrets, your sexy desires.” 

Leah didn’t give me time to respond as she began licking down my neck, biting between licks and kisses.  I wanted to moan, but held back.  She came to my wetness and pried my legs apart.  I always refused Edward from going there. I just couldn’t.   However, I found myself about to relent when the wonderful sensations from her pinching my nipples and images of Edward lying beneath me became overwhelming. 

Her wet tongue made a long stroke along my opening to my neglected bud.  My moans were no longer denied I clawed at the silk sheets.  I began spewing all my dirty fantasies then.  I even mentioned one involving my good friend Bella.  Leah lapped at me more and I found my hands grabbed her hair and forcing her deeper.  She moaned into me and the vibrations had me on an edge I’d only felt once before.  She stopped and I felt her tongue flick my clit.  I quivered, but still held off my orgasm. 

She continued this for another fifteen minutes before she pushed a finger into me. 

I’m very patient pet, but I would really like to see you come,” Leah whispered as she added another finger. 

Her other hand was gripping my hip.  I began exploring my mind for more and new fantasies.  One of me riding Edward while he was tied to the bed using my silk scarves was very enticing.  I hissed as Leah added another finger. 

Whatever that dirty mind of yours is thinking, keep it up.  You are so fucking tight and wet,” she groaned. 

Her words were encouraging and her fingers deep.  She told me to get ready.  I wasn’t sure of what, but her tongue was back at my bud and fingers had curled, touching a delectable spot. 

A fire was burning deep in my belly and my heart felt like it might jump from my chest. 

Oh Rosalie.  You are about to come so much for me,” she cooed. 

Just as she lowered her face back to me, she bit my clit and curled her fingers at the same time.  I could not stop the explosion from my body.  I thrashed and rose from the bed, crying out Leah’s and Edward’s names, and a few other obscenities. Leah did not stop her ministrations, but continued them as I flooded her mouth with my juices.  I couldn’t understand my desire to drown her in it.   

As I calmed, I lowered back to the bed and felt Leah crawl up my body.  She pulled the blindfold off and I opened my eyes slightly.  She was smiled at me, licking her lips.  I knew I was blushing as I looked at her, but I giggled and then laughed heartily.


My Favorite Cougar by TheUnderStudy


Esme untied her apron and tossed it at me. Lunch was definitely about to be forgotten. I didn’t know what had gotten into her, but I liked it.  There was a reason I had dubbed it “Shy Fridays with Esme.”  She was an older woman, widowed, but I could see so much sexiness in my fierce cougar.  She had used Lady Brandon’s Escorts for some time now.  Yet there was more to her than comfort.  I knew I wanted more than just her touch and tonight I would tell her such.

My shock at her playfulness must have given her the wrong impression because her cheeky smile faded.  Her worried face scanned mine for something.  I rushed back to her and scooped her up in my arms.  My lips were claiming hers immediately and instantly felt her panic cease.

“I’m sorry.  That was me trying something new.  I wanted to take charge and start things,” she said.

“I was just a little shocked.  You are just beautiful when you go after what you want,” I said as I kissed up her neck.

“Well, what did you want to do today?” She asked, her smile returning.

I got nervous, but I lifted her bridal style in my arms and carried her up to her bedroom.  I placed her on the bed and kneeled in front of her.  I could do this.

“I want to make love to you, Esme,” I said, gazing directly at her.

“You do?” She said meekly, tears already welling up in her eyes.

“Yes, I do.  I, James Cameron Tracer, would like to make passionate love to you,” I spoke strongly and true.

Esme grabbed my face and started kissing me with the fire she had started earlier in the kitchen.   Her hands then toyed with the edges of my shirt and we broke the kiss to bring it over my head.  I stood quickly, taking off my shoes.  She was in front of me placing kisses across my chest.  I turned her slowly with her back facing me.  I swept her hair across to the right side of her neck, exposing the left.  It called to me to bite it, claim her, mark Esme as mine. And that’s just what I did as I pulled the zipper down her dress.  Her moans and cries were music to my ears and I could not get enough.

 “James… Mmmm…  Yes…,” she whispered and hissed in approval.

She then ground her perfect butt into my raging erection and I almost lost it right there.  I let her dress fall from her and exposed more of her soft, white skin to me.  We both took shuddering breaths.  We knew what this meant, everything would change.  But this… this love between us would always be there.

Esme turned in my arms and walked back to the bed.  She lay down and her lovely hair, shining red in the sun, cascaded about her body.  I removed my pants and laid them off to the side.  I climbed onto the bed on top of her and slowly brought myself down.  Her body responded to me and arched in anticipation.  I kissed the spot between her breasts and then kissed her lips with the lightest touch.  Those little pecks upon her lips carried as much fire than our more ravenous kisses.

She brought her leg up around me and lifted her hips to grind again me.  I kissed her more fervently this time and moaned into her mouth.  She chuckled slightly, knowing the effect she has on me.

“You find this amusing, woman?” I laughed and then went to taste her flesh again.
“Yes.  How can I do this…,” she said as she ground her heated core into me, emphasizing what “this” was. “…to you?”  

I could only answer her in moans and wanted to taste more of her.  I quickly removed her bra so that I could envelope those lovely pink nipples of hers.  Once her bra was discarded, I pulled one of breasts into my mouth and began to lap at them with my tongue.  Esme squirmed beneath me, inadvertently grazing my hard cock again.

“Esme,” I hissed.

“More, James.  I need more,” she echoed my cries.

Our love was burning us deeply and I could no longer wait to be inside her.  I had to have her now.  She slid my boxer briefs down with her hands and feet.  I eagerly just ripped her panties from her.  Esme didn’t have long to be shocked at actions before I had pushed myself deeply inside her.


So wet.

I pulled back out and pushed back into her, loving how it felt to be completely nestled in her.  Esme began to grip me tighter with her thighs.  I gripped her at the waist and lifted her up to me more, hitting her deeper.  It was her favorite spot.  I wanted her to come as much as possible before me.

I was kissing her, expressing my appreciation of her soul, her heart, her beauty.  I kissed away her happy tears as I drove harder and harder.  I felt her clinching around me and I held off, allowing her to have this moment.

“JAMES!  YES!” She called out as her first orgasm hit her.

I brought her up to me, sitting back on my legs.  I nestled her in my lap.  She was still breathing heavy, feeling the high from her previous climax.  I brought her up on my cock and slammed her back down on it.  The pleasure was almost too much.  I brought her up again and then down.  She fit to me like a glove and I loved being inside her this way.

She looked at me with such love and I knew I had to be with her always.  No one would take her from me or I her.  She was mine.

“Yours, James.  Yes, James, yours.” She said in reply.

I must have said my claim out loud.  Esme pushed me back and she straddled me on the bed.  She wanted her control and I surely would let her have it.  I let her ride me, digging her nails into my chest, and bucking so hard against me.  I brought my thumb to her sensitive spot and rubbed it.  She was so close and I wasn’t sure how much longer I could hold on.  She rode me harder and harder.

“Esme, I love you.  Please… Please...,” I cried out and hoped she understood.
“James, yes!  Come for me my love!” She moaned.

And that was my undoing.

I grabbed her hips and brought her down upon me harder and faster.  The knots in my stomach became too much and I had to release the building pressure.

“ESME!” I groaned loudly, as I succumbed to the pleasure.

I held myself deep within her as I came, spilling my seed inside her.  It triggered another orgasm for her as well.  My name was a sweet cry on her lips.  It was chant between her calming breaths and I was soothed by her song.  She then collapsed on top on me and I cradled her to my chest.  We both were breathing heavily.  I was still inside her, but I wasn’t ready to leave.  Now that I made love to her, it was time claim her.

“How’s that strength, Esme?” I asked her.

“Ha!  This cougar is only getting started,” She replied and we both laughed.

I brought her in for a kiss, stirring our passion up again.  I loved this beautiful woman.

“Next time we get my camera and record it,” I whispered in her ear.

Her giggles were my only reply as I flipped her over and took her vigorously.

Our Anniversary by Jasper's Women



I  look at myself in the mirror, I must say I look beyond sexy.  With my black thigh highs, black thong and black lace bra I will take his breath away later.  I hate to cover up my body, but I do need to wear a dress.   I pick up the dress that will barely cover my body and slip it on and walk out to tease my husband.  Just as I walk out  of the bedroom the crack of thunder is so loud and the rain begins to come down heavy.  It is pounding away and I look towards the windows to see a severe thunderstorm.     We can't walk to the restaurant in the rain, not in this outfit.  I stand and stare out the glass sliding doors that lead to the porch. I hatefully watch the rain pound on the porch and soak the wood.  The more rain that falls the angrier I get. 

I bought this dress for our first night in Mexico, we haven't been on vacation since our honeymoon, so this was our vacation and anniversary all smashed into one.  It was much needed and deserved.  We were both stressed from our jobs and not getting to see each other that often.  So, I was looking forward to a romantic dinner out, but now that was all ruined. 

I can hear Edward walking around and whistling away, happy as can be.  Why is he so fucking cheerful?  I stare at him and then walk into the bedroom and huff as I take off my dress and throw it on the floor in a huff.    I am going to have to order take out instead of eating out. I kick off my shoes and one lands near the door as Edward opens it up.  He is standing there in just boxers smiling at me.  "What are you so happy about? 

Glad you get to order take out and watch TV?"  He stands in the doorway and shakes his head then looks me up and down.  "No. I have other plans for us."  He walks towards me and pulls my face to his and licks my lips with his tongue.  His tongue invades my mouth and the pleasure of his kiss sends shivers down my spine.  He lowers his hands to unclasp my bra and pulls me against him, the feeling of my skin on his makes me burn with desire.  He has this deep effect on me as if he can read my mind and knows exactly what I want and need.   


He lowers his mouth to my neck and places open mouth kisses down my neck towards my shoulders as he tweaks my already hard nipples.  I moan from the pleasure he is giving me and forget why I was so angry, this night is going to be wonderful.  Suddenly the kisses stop and he holds out his hand, I look at him wondering what he is doing but put my hand in his.  He smirks at me and walks pulling me through the living room, towards the glass siding doors and opens them.  I stop and pull him away, knowing the wind will blow the rain in here.  He holds onto my hand tighter and slides open the doors.  I try to pull my hand back, "Edward, I don't know what you are thinking, but I am not standing out in the rain, especially in the nude."

He stops pulling me and slowly walks in front of me and pulls me to him again.  He grabs my face once more and kisses me, letting his tongue explore my mouth.  His hands move down my body and grabs my thong. It is slowly being pulled down my hips and thighs, I instinctively step out of it when it hits the floor.  He smiles against my mouth and then lifts me in his arms and smiles at me with his most mischievous grin and walks out onto the porch. I scream as the cold air and rain hits my body.  My legs start and arms start moving around wildly in an attempt to get back inside and I hear Edward laughing. 


He lays me down on the ground cold wet porch and I try to get back up, but he pins my arms above my head and covers my mouth with his other hand.  I look at his face trying to figure out what he is thinking.  He stares at me with a look that I have never seen before, "I don't understand why you are struggling?  I plan on fucking you senseless right here on the porch.  If you think the rain is going to stop me then you are mistaken.  Now, you can fight me or you can let me finger your pussy and then fuck you senseless, but either way I am taking my beautiful wife."  and with that he forcefully opens my legs with his and I moan from the anticipation.  Still holding my hands above my head he slowly moves his other hand to my breasts and pinches and rolls my nipples in his fingers.  Then moves his hand down to palm my aching pussy.  I shudder from his touch and move my body up to meet his hand, I need more.  He  immediately pushes two fingers inside of me, "OH EDWARD, YES!"  I moan out as his fingers move in and out of me and the rain beats down on my overheated body, the sensation is overwhelming and erotic.   The more I moan the faster he pumps his fingers in and out of me.  The pleasure is so strong and just when I can't take anymore he pulls out his fingers and runs them across my mouth, I open my lips to taste myself on him. 


As his fingers slide in my mouth he pushes his cock deep inside of me.  I moan and suck harder on his fingers, "Now, isn't this better than sulking at the rain?  You may never want to eat out again Rose."  He groans as he pounds into me still holding my hands above my head.  I wonder when he took off his boxers, and was about to ask him when he smirks at me, "Don't worry about how I got them off of me and  into you, just enjoy it Rose."  and pounds harder and faster as he moves his other down from my mouth to right below my breasts and uses that as leverage to watch himself move in and out of me.  "My, my, Rosalie, do you know how sexy it is to see my cock sliding in and out of your pussy?"  That is all I need and I begin to shake as I explode around his cock. 

"FUCK ROSALIE!"  he screams and slams into me hard as he cums deep inside of me.  He is still holding my hands above my head and looks down to where we are connected,  "I like you in nothing but thigh highs and soaking wet.  I hope it rains all week."   He groans and then pulls out of me leaving me feeling empty.  "Don't worry Rosalie, this night isn't over.  I have plenty more to do to you in the rain."  He breathes against my ear as he rolls my nipple between his finger and thumb. 

Giving In by TaintedDarkInuShemeeko 


It was chilly tonight. I noticed Edward had a fire blazing in his fireplace.  It raged alone, much like Edward these days. He had lost the love of his life, Bella captured in the death-grip of a coma.  Their unborn child continued to thrive everyday, growing and expanding the walls of Bella’s uterus, blissfully unaware of Bella’s condition.  Amazing how life finds a way.  But Edward was lost without his connection to Bella.

It pained me to see him in such despair, so with a red silk robe covering me, I sat down in one of the upholstered chairs closest to the fire and waited for Edward to emerge from the shower.  

I smiled when he did. His hair was wild and wet as it lay on his head. Droplets of water ran excitedly down his chest until they disappeared into the towel that covered the rest of his perfect form from my eager view.  

Jasper, what are you doing here?” he questioned.

I’m just taking advantage of a moment.  You should too.”  

I saw the confusion in eyes, until I untied my robe and let it fall gently to the red carpet beneath my feet. Alice had shared everything with Edward; he was her brother and best friend so my endowment was of no surprise to him. 

I can feel your curiosity.  Just give in and try it, after all, you might just enjoy it.” 

I move quickly before he could reconsider; my lips captured his in a passionate kiss. Edward started to pull away so I used my gift to influence his desire. He was putty in my hands; I teased him at first using my teeth to gently nip at his neck. The action forced a moan free from Edward. 

See how easy that was, Edward,” I said to him in a caressing tone. 

The two of us were soon spread out on the fine oriental rug in front of the fire – Edward’s towel cast aside. My hands slid slowly down his chiseled abs -- my mouth soon followed. I had moved to his pelvis planting soft kisses there when Edward moved beneath me and tried to get up.  

Jasper, stop we shouldn’t be doing this.  It’s not right,” he spoke firmly to me with the authority that I loved to hear from him. 

I moved quickly over his body and gently cradled his face in my hands, caressing his jawline. 

There is nothing wrong with any of this. Just lay back and let me give you pleasure.” 

I then slowly pushed his back onto the floor and began my downward ministrations once again. Edward was well-endowed indeed, and the arousal I was making him feel succeeded in making him harder. His hips arched as I brought my mouth down over his erection. He moaned deeply as he climbed the peak of his orgasm. He found his release in my mouth and I swallowed it in delight. 

I moved to straddle his hips where I rode him until he was gasping my name in ecstasy and I his.  I continued with the rocking friction on my hips against his until I felt his body hardened beneath mine as he found rapturous pleasure once more. When we both were spent, we lay on the soft floor panting as we both tried to catch our breath. 

I've Been Waiting by Jasper's Woman


I was once again in the shower jerking off and thinking about Peter. I can't stop thinking about his broad shoulders, muscular arms, long legs, and his fucking package.  What is wrong with me?  We've been friends since we were little; he's like my fucking brother.  Damn it, I'm fucking Jasper Whitlock for fucks sake! I have girls crawling all over me.  I feel the intense sensation in my stomach building, and I stroke my cock harder and faster until I shoot my release onto the bathroom walls and yell out Peter's name. Once I regain composure, I feel so stupid. What if he was home and heard me?   

I thought it would be great to rent an apartment with Peter, now I realized I am fucking torturing myself.  If he ever found out, he would beat the crap out of me and leave.  What am I going to do? I can't keep going on like this, but I can't tell him.  He fucks more girls than I do, why would he want to be with me?  I get out and wrap a towel around my waist, walking out of the bathroom that we share.     

I walk into the kitchen to get a drink of juice.  That's when I realize that Peter is sitting on the living room couch in just his boxers.  He's staring at me and I feel so stupid.  "Did you need something Jasper?  I thought I heard you call me in the shower." He’s looking right at me. I turn around and try to think of something as I gulp down the juice.   

I laugh, "No man, I was just thinking about a girl I met today."  He smiles and stands. I hate when he walks around in just his boxers, it makes it even harder for me to not think about him.  "Oh really?"  He asks and smiles at me.  "Well, is her name Peter?"


Now, I feel so fucking stupid and pissed.  "I don't know what you THINK you heard, but you are getting weird and shit." I put the juice back in the fridge and am about to walk out of the kitchen, when he grabs my arm.  "I know what you were doing in there Jasper."  He says and looks into my eyes. 

Fuck, is this where he calls me out and throws me out.  Is this where he calls and tells everyone what he caught me doing?   I am too scared to say anything and just pull my arm away and try to walk to my bedroom.  But he grabs my arm again.  "What the fuck man?"  I yell at him.   


He grabs my other arm and swipes my leg, causing me to fall onto the floor.  I try to get up and away from him.  With him touching me in nothing but boxers and me in only a towel, I am getting hard and I can't let him see that.  He holds me down by my arms and looks into my eyes.  His lips are almost touching mine.   

I moan and try to control myself, what is he doing?  Then I feel his lips on mine and his tongue invades my mouth.  His tongue is so warm and strong; I ball my fists up and keep them at my sides, still afraid that this might be a joke.  I want him so bad, I want to feel him in my mouth, I need him, but I can't let him know that.    His mouth moves down my neck and kisses all the spots that make me harder.    I want to touch him and grab him, but I can't.  I'm afraid this is just a dream. Maybe he knocked me down and beat the crap out of me and I'm hallucinating.  Then I feel his mouth and hot breath just above my cock. 


I can't do this, I push myself up, "Peter, No, I can't.......I'm not...."  He stops me by coming back up to my face and kisses me softly and leans down on me.  I can feel his rock hard cock on my leg and I want it so bad.  "Jasper, I want this as much as you do.   If I had known you had those feelings for me, I would have done this months ago."  He kisses me again and then moves right back to my cock and takes it in his mouth before I can stop him.  I throw my head back and feel him move up and down my length.   Fuck!  His mouth feel so fucking good wrapped around my cock.  He massages my balls and moves them around while rubbing that spot right under my balls. Fuck! I am in fucking heaven.  This is the best fucking blowjob I have ever gotten.  He's taking my whole cock in his mouth and I can't control myself and grab onto his hair and pull it hard as I try not to push into him. He's sucking me faster and faster and rubbing my balls just the way I like.  I can't hold on and scream out "Peter, I.....Fuck,” as I explode into his mouth.  He sucks me dry and kisses me back up to my mouth.  


I'm still holding onto his hair and kiss him hard, feeling his chest against mine, both our chests touching as we breathe heavily.   His muscles feel so fucking good against my chest.  Then I feel his hard cock on my leg. I reach my hand inside his boxers and grab it and immediately move up and down.  I moan out his name again, I love this feeling of him in my hand. He does too from the way he is kissing me. He kisses my neck and moans, "Jasper, fuck me, please." 


He stands up and pulls me into his bedroom.  He pulls off his boxers and hands me a tube of KY Jelly.  He gets on his hands and knees and spreads his legs. I am about to fuck my best friend, I am about to go to a place we can never come back from.  He turns his head around, "Jasper, I know you want to, I want to go there with you, please?"  I crawl onto the bed and pour the liquid in-between his cheeks as I rub them and rub my hand along his opening, then I spread his cheeks and line myself up with him.  I slowly push myself in and almost die right there.  He is fucking tighter and hotter than I have ever experienced in my life.  I push into him slowly at first, but then he reaches around and grabs my hand and puts it on his cock.  I fuck him and jerk him off, fast and hard.  I feel my balls slapping against him as he grabs my ass.  We are both grunting and moaning each other's names.  When I feel him explode on my hand I let go and cum hard in him, "I love you Peter."  We both collapse and he pulls me into his arms.  "I've been waiting for you to admit that for a over a year now Jasper, I love you too."  And he kisses me softly.  

What’s Left of Me by TheUnderStudy


It was time for me to show Aro I was the one in charge.  I stormed his office, set on dominating him.  It was time for him to be the Prince and not the King he played.  Ripping his clothes off and forcing him to his knees, I dared him to challenge me.  He knew he had gone too far.  It was my throne, not his. 

Suck,” I commanded. 

Aro knelt willing before me.  His own erection began to leak as he took the way my cock bounced in anticipation.  He clasped his hands behind his back just the way I like it.  His tongue reached out and began to lick my balls first.  Then he trailed up to my tip, using his tongue to pull me in.  I hissed in satisfaction and at his teasing.  He began to suck and lick my entire shaft.  He was always so good, so willing.  I couldn’t hold back anymore and I threaded my hands in his long, black hair.  I wrapped it once around my hand and pushed him further down my hardness.  Aro moaned and the vibrations almost brought me to my climax.  I held off, wanting to fell his mouth more. 

I slowly guided him, pushing more of me down his throat.  He took it, all of it.  With a swirl of his tongue, I could no longer hold back. 

Aro…,” I gasped.  “Drink…all of me.” 

He squeezed my cock with his mouth one more time and I shot my come down his throat in long, thick spurts.  Aro did as I asked and drank all of me.  He then looked up to me after cleaning me off and his blood red eyes dove into what was left of my soul.  He knew his power over me.  He had taken my throne, my heart, my soul.  He owned me and used it to his advantage.  But as the young Emmett Cullen once said to me, “I’m not going out like someone’s bitch.” 

My rage festered still within in me.  I had to claim him again and demand my respect in return.  He needed to be reminded that I gave him this life and I can certainly take it away.  I yanked Aro up off his knees and threw him into his bookcase.   

You will no longer challenge me,” I spoke with authority.  He had better reply. 

Yes, my Caius,” he replied willingly, devotedly.  


I turned him to face to the shelf and began to nibble his back and squeeze his ass.  He hissed in pleasure at my small bites and tried to push into my cock.  It was already hard again, awaiting more pleasure. 

You will respect my house and my Athenodora.  She is no longer my wife, but she is my cherished friend,” I said as I ground myself into his ass. 

Yes… Yes, Caius,” he moaned in whisper. 

You are my mate.  Mine!” I growled, giving him a slap on his ass. 

Dear God… Yes! Caius!” He was practically about to come all over his books, but he knew to wait for my command. 

I gave him another slap on the cheek.  This hit a little harder and I was rewarded with his hiss at the sting. 

You will no longer toy with Marcus and Didyme.  Whatever you torment your sister and my brother in arms with.... End. It. Now,” I command, slapping his ass again, even harder.  

I heard the wood shelves crack and break.  Books fell to the floor and I thought it was from his hands.  I looked lower and saw the damage.  It was from his engorged cock.  I smiled wide, delighted that I could get him this hard.  

Am I clear, Aro?” I asked. 

Yes, my Caius.” 

I bit into my mark then, releasing some of my venom into him. He writhed again.  For good measure I made a new mark on the other side.   


I watched as his venom pooled at the bite. I rubbed my fingers across it, collecting the venom.  I brought them down to his tight hole and pressed my thumb against his opening.  He was panting by this point and I knew I had him just where I wanted him.  I pressed my finger in and felt him tighten around me.  I pulled it out and pressed my index finger in next.  I added another then, feeling him stretch around me.  Aro was so close and I knew he was next to exploding. 

Do you like my fingers, Aro?” I whispered in his ear. 

He could not respond.  My fingers were working him into a frenzy.  I pulled them out and he whimpered at the lost. 

You will come when my cock is deep in your ass,” I said as I licked my fresh mark. 

I pulled him to me and lowered him down to the floor.  I joined him next and took him his amazing body.  He was lean, but toned.  He legs were muscular and were long.  They easily wrapped around me.  His eyes were like the sweetest blood and I lost myself in them. I caressed him from his feet to his chest.  I took a moment to tease him and lightly nibbled from his thigh to his chest.  Aro’s erection was about to impale me. My own had searched out his and I couldn’t help but rub it more against him.  It was then my turn to moan.  Before it got too far away, I paused again. I took one last moment to hold his face and l make it clear to him how I felt. 

My love is for you, Aro.  Abuse it no more,” I commanded. 

With Aro’s nod of acceptance, I bit into the spot where he heart used to beat.  He hissed and threaded his hands in my hair.  I leaned up and as I did before, I took the venom that pooled there and rubbed it down his chest.  I then took it to my cock and lathered it in his venom.  I found his greedy hole again and pushed myself deep within him. 

Fuck, Aro, so tight,” I muttered. 

Aro was speechless, but he gripped my arms and pulled me in deeper.  I began a slow and steady rhythm.  We both panted and touched and caressed.  I began to pick up my pace, but Aro’s face of pleasure, the pleasure I was giving him was too much.  I was giving in to him.  This was not supposed to be me giving in.


I quickly pull out and Aro sighed and whimpered.  I ordered him on all fours.  He hated this position and I knew that, but this wasn’t about him.  It was about me exerting my dominance over him.  He found it impersonal and hated he couldn’t see my face, but I loved the feel of his ass.  I gave him two quick slaps and I knew he still wanted me any way he could get at this point.  I pulled him back to me and nibbled the cheek I just slapped. 

I was deep seated back in Aro the next second later.  He fit perfectly around my cock and I would fuck him forever if I could.  I began to pound harder and harder.  I gripped his sides harder, slamming him back on me.  He begged me for more and I gave it to him faster and faster.  I reached around and grabbed his cock.  My head was bent over his back and I was as deep as I could get.  I pumped Aro as I hit his favorite spot even better from this position.   

Don’t come until I tell you, Aro,” I whispered.   

I ached, needed, wanted to come.  My balls tightened and I could feel Aro’s body tensing.  He couldn’t hold out much longer.  Neither could I, for that matter. 

Come Tesoro!” I roared and came hard. 

FUCK! AH! CAIUS!” Aro screamed and came just as hard as me all over my hand.   

We both collapsed onto the floor and I pulled him close to me.  I rubbed his ass and his legs.  I refused to pull out.  I licked over my bites and felt the vibrations of Aro’s purr. 

Obey, Aro,” I sighed into his ear. 

Yes, my Caius,” was his heady reply. 

I hardened again and he moaned, reaching back to kiss me.  

Lemon Drizzle by AllTheOtherNamesAreUsed


We walked home from the pond in silence, ours skates draped over out shoulders.  My entire back was drenched; part of my front was drenched too, for a very different reason.  I smirked, listening to Carlisle remember the events of the last hour that marked the abrupt change in our relationship: our midnight race, collapsing in laughter in the snow, my touch on his scar, the feel of me underneath him, my lips, my hair, my hands on his back, my erection pressing though our layers of clothes against his, sliding, sliding, and finally… 

He stopped and looked at me sheepishly.  “Sorry.” 

I laughed.  “For what?  I’m thinking about it too.” 

You’re really okay?  There’s a stigma, you know, for two men…”

Among vampires?” 

No, among vampires, ANYTHING goes,” he laughed.  “But you are not so far from your human life.” 

I thought a moment.  “I’m far enough from it.  You’ve been my entire world for eight months.  And this has been coming for a while, Carlisle…”  

He nodded.  For me, too. 

However, I’m not okay with my shirt freezing to my back,” I said, shifting my shoulders uncomfortably. 

Let’s get you home, then.   

He took my hand and led me to the house.  I hung our skates on the porch as he grabbed some firewood.  

When I entered and placed my shoes by his, he was already lighting the fire. 

I’m going to take a quick bath to get warm.” 

He blocked my path in a flash.  “No, I have other ideas for warming you.”  He kissed me, his hands at my waist, lifting the hem of my sweater.  I groaned into his kiss and lifted my arms; the sweater was gone, and he worked the buttons of my shirt.  As he peeled it off, ice shards scattered across the floor like diamonds.  He grabbed a blanket off a chair and wrapped it around my shoulders, drying me.  He trailed his hands down my chest and abdomen, and I shivered as he unfastened my pants, but not from the cold. 

Go lay on the carpet by the fire,” he whispered against my lips as my pants pooled at my ankles.  I stepped out of them, and dropped the blanket.  The carpet was warm and soft, and I lay back just in time to see Carlisle remove the last of his clothes.   

God he was beautiful.  He had been at his peak when he changed; his frame hadn’t been wracked by fever frozen in its diminished state.  He was muscular and vital.  I was amazed to hear his thoughts consider my beauty.  Where I saw my frame as scrawny, he saw it as lithe, sculpted.  He lowered himself next to me and trailed his right hand over my chest; my nipples tightened.

Are you still cold, Edward?” he teased, his lips against the shell of my ear. 

Getting warmer,” I gasped, arching into his touch. 

Good, he thought, his mouth now far too busy to be used for something as mundane as speech.  His lips roamed my jaw, my throat, my chest, and I could only lay panting, trying to process all the new sensations.  You have no idea how hard it’s been to hide these thoughts from you; what a relief it is not to have to… my mind was flooded with images… memories of us blended with things he’d imagined…foreign yet intriguing thoughts… 

His warm mouth laved my nipples, and moved down the center of my abdomen, tracing the thin line of hairs, lower, lower… 

Carlisle?” I looked down at him, alarmed. 


His face was by mine in an instant, his hand on my cheek, reassuring me.  Relax, Edward.  Just close your eyes and feel.  He kissed me, and I sighed, nodding.  His mouth traced a path down my body again, ending with his face hovering over my straining length.  His breath caressed it, filling me with exquisite anticipation.  I saw it through his mind: thick, hard and dripping.  Venom pooled in his mouth, and he groaned as he licked me, from base to tip. 

Holy crap!  Oh God…Carlisle, Carlisle!” I moaned as his slick tongue slid over my shaft. 

So perfect…you’re so perfect, Edward.  His tongue rolled over the tip, and then he took the head into his mouth.  It was completely surrounded by his warm, wet mouth and I had NEVER felt anything so good…until he moved his mouth further down my shaft.  I clawed the carpet, trying to control the urge to thrust.  He swirled his tongue and lowered his mouth until my tip hit the back of his throat.

Fuck!” I gasped, my arms flailing against the carpet.  


You taste so good, Edward.  You feel so good…so hard…  

The fire, his touch, his mouth, his thoughts all warmed me, and I couldn’t help but thrust.  “Sorry,” I mumbled.  

Oh, Edward!  Do that again!  Don’t hold back…do anything that feels natural. 

He groaned around me as he thought.  I whimpered and reached down to thread my fingers through his hair. 

Yes!  His thoughts went dark as his eyes closed, and he focused on the feel of my fingers, of feeling sandwiched between my hand and my groin, of being surrounded by me even as he surrounded me with his mouth.  His right hand grasped my hip, then trailed down to cup my sac. 

Oh God, Carlisle!” I thrust into his groaning mouth over and over, matching the rhythm of his thoughts—Edward, Edward—until my mind flashed white and I felt myself explode down his throat.  I could taste it in his mind, hear his satisfaction at swallowing a part of me.  It was primal, almost quenching a blood thirst. 

And the next thing I knew his face was by mine again, smiling down.  I could barely separate my satisfaction from his, and he laughed as he took in my incoherent state, brushing my hair off my forehead. 

Warm now?” 

I threaded my hand through his hair and pulled him toward me, kissing him hard.


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