Fic: Said and Done (21/25)

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Said and done

Synopsis: Graduate students Edward and Jasper feel the connection, but is it enough to overcome their differences? (E/J slash, vamp/human, comedy/romance, rated NC-17)

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Chapter 21: A first time for everything


A/N: Thank you for reading.

Thanks ever so much to Theladyingrey42 for prereading and to TwilightMundi for betaing.

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Chapter 21: A first time for everything

"Edward, you have to stop." Jasper looked at me pointedly from his textbook.

I humphed at him. How was I supposed to sit still while he did his homework when our entire future was on the line?

"Look, I told you, I'm not going over your contract until I finish my work. And you dancing around and poking me and all that isn't helping me finish any faster," he explained. "Go find something to do."

"Oh, I have something to do," I said confidently. "You!"

He rolled his eyes at me as I snickered.

"I could do your homework for you?" I offered.

"No, I have to learn this," he replied.

"Alright, alright," I told him from where I was pacing. "Why don't I go down to the practice rooms for an hour?"

"Make it two," he sighed flipping through his notebook. "This stuff is hard."

I frowned. Two? That was far too many... well, if that's what he needed, I guess I could finish the rest of my 20th century music theory homework for the semester. I'd need to do it eventually...

"Alright," I agreed, slipping on my coat. I lightly kissed Jasper's perfect red lips and buried my face in his curls momentarily so that I could take a deep breath before bidding him goodbye.

I then headed off to the practice rooms buoyed by his scent and the feel of his sweet mouth upon my own.

XXXXX

One hour and 59 minutes later I knocked on Jasper's door.

"Come in," he called.

I dug out my key and let myself inside. I quickly found Jasper lounging on his bed with the contract open in front of him. I recognized the language at the top of the page. Page 14. He was almost finished. I gulped.

Would he sign or would he instead send me away? Would he at least finally take seriously the dangers inherent in our relationship?

"I just need a few more minutes," he said quietly.

I watched his face for any sign of his thoughts, but was unable to read his features. After a minute I gave up. "Well, I'm just going to take a shower while you finish," I replied. It was still early evening, but it would be one thing I wouldn't have to do later.

Jasper just nodded in response, so I headed for the bathroom.

There was something about hot water on my skin that was always extremely pleasant. It wasn't the pressure of the water, of course, which was far too light to do more than tickle, but the pervasive warmth always seemed to melt my frozen core a few degrees. I always felt closer to human standing in the steaming water.

I sighed into the spray from the shower head.

I reached for Jasper's shampoo and began to lather up when I heard the bathroom door click open. Jasper's scent moved through the heavy air.

"Hey," he said from the other side of the shower curtain.

"Hi," I said cautiously, quickly rinsing the suds from my hair. I couldn't tell by the tone of Jasper's greeting whether I should forgo using conditioner or not. It didn't sound like he wanted me to get out of his apartment and never come back, but I couldn't totally be sure.

"Can I come in?" Jasper asked after a moment.

"What?" I squeaked.

"You heard me," he replied. I heard him take a step closer to the shower and then his hand reached around the curtain.

Sitting in the palm of his hand was one still-wrapped condom.

I thought for a moment and then took it from him.

"Excellent!" he exclaimed when I took it from him. I couldn't help but laugh at his enthusiasm; that he wanted to shower with me was a fairly good indicator that he wasn't mad or completely freaked out after reading the contract.

I listened as he disrobed, chuckling when I heard him trip over his pants in the small space in his effort to join me as quickly as possible.

While he took care of undressing, I tore open the condom and put it on, all the while offering up prayers to Zeus, Hera, Aphrodite and others in the Greek pantheon that my Trojan would hold up as we horsed around.

I moved to the corner of the shower so Jasper could climb in beside me and have space under the spray of water. I watched as the water soaked his hair and ran down his body.

I swallowed. Jasper was wet. Hard and wet.

Hard and wet and beautiful...

He was literally dripping sex.

I was marginally successful at holding back a growl.

"So, I read it," he said after he wiped the water out of his eyes. "I can see why you'd want me to understand the risks of what we'd be doing. That said...well... I'm yours, Edward. Forever. Unlike you, I don't know what my forever will be yet. But whatever time I have, I want it with you. I'd say your little contract is right in line with that."

Hard, wet, beautiful, and mine. Forever. Well, maybe. That depended on his answer to the question on p.15.

But it was enough for now. I couldn't hold back. I shoved off the shower wall and kissed him harder than I'd ever dared to before. And I was happier than I ever thought I could be.

Until he pushed me away, that is.

"But..." he said, looking at my sternly. "I have an addendum."

"An addendum?" I asked. What else needed to be said? I'd been pretty thorough.

"Yes. I have a few things that I need you to agree to as well, if you want me to sign on the bottom line," he explained.

"Anything," I swore.

"Not so fast," he said. "I want you to take this seriously. You're going hunting tomorrow after class, right?"

I nodded.

"Okay," he continued. "I'll write it up tomorrow while you're in class and I'll slip it under your door. You can read it after class, and think about it while you go hunting. Afterward, why don't you bring it back here and we can talk about everything? And... sign... I guess. And of course, I'll answer your question on page 15 and initial next to my response, per your request."

"Okay," I replied, biting back my smile so that Jasper would know I was taking him seriously. "Can I kiss you again now?"

"You can do more than that," he said, pulling me to him and pressing himself against me.

I ground against his hip and grabbed his ass. "You're the best human ever," I told him.

"And you're my favorite vampire. Now, can we please take advantage of the fact that you don't need oxygen? Kneel down in the spray, will you? I need your mouth," he replied.

I smirked and instantly knelt, more than happy to oblige. I took him in my hand and rubbed along his length once or twice before opening my mouth to taste him.

"Hey! Wait!" he yelped.

Alarmed, I sat back on my heels. "What's the matter?"

"You, uh, you swallowed first, right?" he asked.

"Of course," I replied, taking him again in hand, and smiling at him reassuringly.

He nodded and pulled me back toward him. I swallowed again for him to see before licking along the underside of his cock and eventually taking all of him in my mouth.

I bobbed up and down on his length while I listened to his moans echoing off the shower walls. While I used my left hand to grip him, I slid my other hand up his chest so it rested above his heart. That muscle turned me on as much as the one on which I sucked.

He released one of his hands from my head to press my hand to his chest, whimpering when I swallowed deeply around him.

I let him slip from my mouth so that I could lick and suck lightly on his balls while I stroked him.

"Edward," he panted. "Oh my god!"

"Yesss," asked slyly looking up.

"Where did you learn to do that?" he paused, distracted when I licked his head. "You've never done that before."

I shrugged. "Google. Plus... it makes sense..." I trailed off. "Did you not like it?"

"No! It's fucking fantastic. You can definitely do that. I just was curious because... wait, what do you mean that it 'makes sense'?" he asked.

"Well... I...Ikindalikeit...you know...wheni'mtouchingmyself," I replied quickly, looking at the shower floor where he stood.

He laughed, and lifted my chin so I was looking at him. "That's hot. And I by the way, I kinda like it too. So feel free. Anytime."

I gave him another lick, dragging my tongue along him, and slurped at his tip.

Eventually he stepped back a bit and pulled me to my feet. He kissed me, our tongues slick with water from the shower.

I felt him reach between our bodies. "Still good?" he whispered.

The condom. "Yes. Still good," I affirmed, my head falling so I pressed my forehead to his shoulder, so I could watch as he wrapped his hand around me.

He grasped my erection and slid his hand along it. "You're amazing," I said in awe as I felt his hot palm on me through the thin latex.

I watched as he stroked me, punctuating his movements with kisses to the top of my head as I nuzzled him.

I reached out and gripped his length and began moving in the rhythm he'd established, though I faltered momentarily when he nipped at my earlobe.

Jasper picked up his pace on me as he neared his own orgasm. I nipped ever so gently at his neck and I felt his body tense next to me. He released my cock and steadied himself on me.

"Come for me?" I asked him quietly as I stroked him.

"Fuck, yes," he cried, groaning and coming seconds later, jerking his hips. I stroked him slowly as he came down from his orgasm. He kissed lazily me as his cum ran down my chest in the shower spray.

He soon reached for my erection once again, but this time reached his other hand to cup my balls as he did so. I looked at him in alarm.

"Oh, relax," he grinned. "It's no more dangerous than anything else. Besides, now I know you like it," he added, tugging a bit.

"I...oh!" I panted, seeing stars. "I…fuck...yeah, I do!"

I couldn't hold back my moans as he worked his hands on me.

When I could hold out no longer, I gave in to the tightening in my abdomen and came, filling the condom with my poison.

I collapsed backward against the shower wall.

"Fuck..." I panted. "Your hands..."

He grinned and picked up the body wash to start washing himself off. "I think the thousands of dollars I pay to this school is worth it just for the endless supply of hot water," he commented.

I nodded, still not trusting fully coherent sentences to emerge from my mouth.

"Want me to wash you?" he asked as he finished.

"Better not," I frowned at my dangerously filled condom, longing for the impossibility of nonpoisonous ejaculate.

"Okay," he said, kissing me lightly and stepping out of the shower.

I watched his back as he stepped out of the shower, his skin flushed from the exertion and steaming water. Droplets of water ran down his back and over his ass. I gulped and glanced down at my cock, which was now eager for round two.

The image of Jasper's pink flesh burned into my brain, I reached for the body wash, and hoped Jasper wouldn't notice if I spent a few additional minutes in his shower.

XXXXX

I ran through the miles of wilderness in search of my supper, not to mention a bit of clarity.

I found the former far easier. The elk soothed my thirst to a degree, but only served to bring my other thoughts into sharper focus.

Namely Jasper's suggested addition to our contract. It made my head spin, my thoughts swirl to imagine.

Jasper didn't want to leave things up to chance. What was I supposed to do with this information?

I paused from my pursuit of my next course—a white-tailed deer that was definitely in the wrong place at the wrong time—to kick a large rock in frustration. I enjoyed the sound of the stone shattering into hundreds of pieces and flying into the air around me until I heard them rain down to the ground, reminding me of the sounds of the shower Jasper had taken with me the night before.

Everything reminded me of Jasper. Wild berries longed to be on his lips. The sky mimicked the gray of his eyes. The water droplet threatening to fall from the melting icicle was his engorged member leaking during...

I looked around me. The winter was clearly waking from its long nap. It was time for rebirth in the forest. Spring was around the corner.

If I signed on the bottom line, I was virtually ensuring he'd have no more than a few springs left. But change for Jasper would mean permanent death instead of bursting into life.

The thought froze my heart the way few things could.

Could purposefully I freeze his?

I shook my head clear of my thoughts and located the scent of my deer in the air. I took off running toward it. I drank the buck and several other small animals, the activity keeping my mind subdued in favor of pure instinct.

XXXXX

Hours later, I was seated at Jasper's kitchen table, the document that would alter our lives spread open in front of me.

"Did you have any questions?" I asked as Jasper grabbed a pen and sat down with me.

"Not really. You were very thorough," he pointed out.

"What about section 4(d)? Did you understand that part?" It was a survey of several centuries of human/vampire coitus, as researched by Carlisle. He'd uncovered no lasting homosexual relationships other than one pair that had existed in third century Roman Empire. But Carlisle even had his doubts about this, knowing that the only types of condoms in use at the time were in the form of goat bladders, which would have been woefully inadequate in terms of the protection they offered.

But Jasper just shrugged. "There's a first time for everything."

"Well then, what about paragraph 27(c), part 1(f)?" I asked, flipping to page 13. That was the section that fully outlined the properties of vampire venom on human flesh.

"It's fine," he answered.

"Subsection h?" I asked doubtfully.

"That was perfectly clear," he replied, involuntarily shivering.

"What about—" I started to ask.

"Edward, I get it," he interrupted me.

I cleared my throat. "Well then, I guess that brings us to page 15." I flipped to that page. Clause 39, section A(3)(g)(2)(iv), required an answer from Jasper. The paragraph documented Jasper's preferred outcome should there ever be an accident in which he ended up poisoned by my venom in a way that was irreparable. In other words, if he wouldn't survive, would he rather die or become a vampire?

"So, I just circle one?" he asked, looking at the page.

"And initial next to it please," I confirmed.

I held my breath and stared at the page as he tapped the pen on the table a few times.

The words seemed to jump off the page, their importance giving them such weight that I could focus on nothing else.

Change or Die. Circle A or B.

My god.

Was there really no C?

How could there be no C?

Oh my god.

How had Jasper's life been reduced to this?

How had I let it get this far?

What was I doing?

I looked up and met Jasper's eyes, horrified.

When he registered the look on my face, he dropped the pen and put his hands on mine where I gripped the table tightly.

"Stay with me, Edward," he said slowly. "I need you to stay strong. I need to know you're with me as I make this choice. And I do need to make this choice."

"You don't! You don't! I won't let you. I'm sorry. I can go. I'll leave now. Or... I'll stay and we'll just have very careful handjobs for the rest of your life. There are other options," I cried.

"I don't want careful handjobs for the rest of my life. I want mindblowing sex with you for the rest of our lives," he replied.

I watched him pick up the pen. "And..." he continued, "I want our lives to last a really, really long time."

He put the pen to the page but before he could circle the word "Change" I grabbed his wrist to stop him. "No! Wait! What about page 9, part 14(m)?"

He raised his eyebrow at me as though I was speaking Ugaritic, which he still hadn't properly learned thanks to the amount of time he spent in or trying to get in my pants.

I sighed and pulled back my hand. "The section that explains all the disadvantages of being a vampire."

"I think there are more drawbacks to not being with my vampire," he said, moving his pen to the page again.

"Wait!" I cried again, snagging the pen from him. "Are you drunk? Because if you're drunk, this whole thing is going to be invalid."

He raised an eyebrow. "I'm not drunk and you know it. You can smell the alcohol when I take cough medicine, for god's sake."

"Well you shouldn't take it just to fall asleep," I explained.

He rolled his eyes. "If it meant you could sleep, would you take it?"

"That's different," I said.

He just held his hand out for the pen in response.

"Fine," I acknowledged.

"Thank you," he said after I gave it to him. He stood up and came over to sit in my lap. "Now hold me while I answer this."

"Okay," I breathed and wrapped my arms around him when he sat. He kissed me.

"I love you," I whispered and closed my eyes and buried my face in his back so I didn't have to watch.

"I love you more than life," he whispered as I heard the scratch of the pen on paper.

When he finished, I swallowed and I peeked at the page.

Change.

He'd circled "Change".

I stared in shock, the enormity of his choice overwhelming my heart.

Change over death. Me over death.

I started kissing him and couldn't stop. His mouth, up and down his back and shoulders. His neck. His hands. His eyes. His heart.

Change.

Far too soon he turned to me and handed me the pen. He pulled out the single loose page he'd torn from one of his binders. It was his contribution to our agreement. "Your turn."

Jasper's demand was simple at first glance. There was only one sentence handwritten on the page:

If, at the age of 30, Jasper Whitlock Hale is still a.) human and b.) married to, domestic partners with, or otherwise in an exclusive romantic relationship with Edward Anthony Masen Cullen, Jasper may choose to become a vampire with Edward's assistance.

He looked at me. "I just think that if we are lucky enough to still be healthy and completely in love at that time, that we should address whether it makes sense for me to become...well...permanent... on purpose, as opposed to by accident."

"I see," I replied. It sounded so easy. But while it was one thing to choose change over death, it was quite another to choose it over life.

"I don't want to end your life," I told him. It was as simple as that.

He turned to face me. "You wouldn't be. You'd just be changing it a bit. Besides, I'm not saying it is a definite that I'll want to change, but I'd like to have the option. I think we'll know by then what we want to do with our forever. Besides, this way we have plenty of time to decide...that's six years away," he said.

"Five years, two hundred and 12 days, and 17 minutes. A drop in the bucket," I muttered.

He looked at me patiently while I pouted.

"Do you not want me to be a vampire?" he asked eventually.

I started to laugh when he stopped me.

"It's a legitimate question. It's quite a commitment for you. You'd have me around forever. Maybe you don't want that," he said thoughtfully.

"Jasper, I want you with me. I always will. It is my secret hope that one day you'll be...like me. I mean, not as in you'll have a preference for Volvos and Velcro and will finally learned Ugaritic and be able to tell when your guitar strings are flat. But that you'll, you know, give up blueberries for wild game and be willing to trade your pulse for permanence." I sucked in air. "That you'll be a vampire. Like me. There. Now you know what I long for. But at the same time, you have to understand that I abhor the thought of turning you, knowing you're giving up your life for me. I'm not worth it. I can't even play the piano well anymore. Ask my professor."

"Look," he said, cupping my chin. "Can we agree to talk about it again in a few years if it is still an issue? That's really all I'm asking."

"Okay," I finally agreed. "We can talk."

"Good, now sign." He nudged the pen toward me.

"Verbal agreements are binding in the state of Washington," I told him.

"Edward, just sign, okay?" he said, hugging me tightly.

I breathed in deeply, inhaling the scent of the man who wanted to be mine forever.

And I signed.

And after that it was easy. We both quickly added our signatures and the date to the end of the main contract. I offered to make Jasper a photocopy, but he claimed it was unnecessary.

In fact, as soon as we signed Jasper started grinding his ass into my lap. Apparently legalese made him horny.

Unfortunately, I had to still his hips with my hands. "Jasper, now isn't exactly a good time," I said, glancing over at his coat closet.

"Why?" he asked, trying again to wiggle despite my grip. "Come on! I signed, now let's have sex!"

"Uh, Jasper, I have to...prepare," I fished for an excuse as he licked and nipped at my neck, having temporarily given up on grinding.

"I've got condoms and lube, what else do we need?" he asked. "Now, let's go." He stood up and attempted to pull me after him.

"I don't think that's such a good idea right now..." I trailed off, as he headed toward his bedroom.

"It's the best idea I've ever had. Now, I'm going to be completely naked in approximately 30 seconds and I want you with me." He paused to peek back around his door frame so he was looking at me. "And about five minutes after that, I want your fingers, if not your impossibly hard cock, buried in my ass."

And that's when Emmett snorted from his nearby hiding place in Jasper's coat closet.

Fuck.

Jasper went immediately to the closet and threw it open. My brother came out of the closet looking a bit sheepish. "Sorry, Edward."

Jasper glared at me. "You knew he was in there?"

I shrugged. "We needed a witness to make the contract legal," I explained, "And we couldn't exactly take it to a notary."

XXXXX

I looked up, startled, when my piano professor stopped me during my lesson. I had been playing Mily Balakirev's Islamey.

"Do you realize you just missed a note?" he asked me, looking stunned.

"I did?" I asked. I thought for a moment. "Actually, I think you're correct. I missed the C sharp in the penultimate arpeggio, didn't I?"

"You did," my professor confirmed. "You've never missed a note before. Not in... well, all the years you've been playing for me. Are you feeling okay, Edward?"

"I'm fine," I replied. "Just...distracted, I guess."

I was distracted. Jasper had agreed to wait a few days so that I could prepare to enact our agreed upon coupling. But with my head racing with possible outcomes, scenarios, and sensations, I found it difficult to give adequate attention to the piano music I was playing.

"Well then. Again, shall we?" he suggested.

I nodded and picked up a few measures prior to where he had stopped me. This time I tried to block the thoughts of Jasper laying on my bed, completely naked and eagerly awaiting my rock-hard erect—

"Edward? Edward?"

After a moment I registered that my professor was calling for my attention once again.

"Yes?" I sighed.

"You missed the F," he replied.

Dammit. I frowned and began again.

XXXXX

I stood outside of Jasper's door and knocked. It was time.

"Come in," he called.

It was a fitting greeting, considering the activity on which we were about to embark.

I let myself in the door, but suddenly I wasn't sure whether I should take off my coat. What if Jasper wanted to do that part? It wasn't my best coat; it didn't do much for my figure, and the shade of gray brought out my general pallor, so perhaps it was best that I remove it before Jasper saw me. But then, I'd learned there was something very sensual about unzipping clothing, so perhaps it was best to leave my jacket on after all. Suddenly, I wished I'd worn my other coat; the zipper was far smoother, plus the cut was flattering to my ass. Then again, it was leather, and didn't want to mislead Jasper into thinking I wanted to bottom after all.

"Edward?" Jasper interrupted my thoughts just when I was deciding to run back to my apartment to change.

"Yes?" I stepped into his bedroom, suddenly nervous.

"Whatcha doin'?" he asked, patting the bed beside him where he sat with his laptop.

"Well, I was just thinking that I should have worn my other coat today," I explained, standing somewhat awkwardly in the doorway, with my coat half off.

He looked confused. "You were cold?"

"Not exactly," I replied, eager to change the subject.

But I wasn't quite sure where to turn our conversation. How did one politely say, "Now that we've finally agreed to risk your life by having you impale yourself on my cock, could we get started already because I've already jerked off three times today imagining it and if you keep sitting there on the bed much longer in those shorts, I'm going to need to make it four"?

"So..." Jasper said, breaking the silence.

"So..." I trailed off, sticking my hands in my pocket.

"Did you eat?" I asked, suddenly inexplicably eager to delay our union. Perhaps Jasper would want to head to the dining hall first.

"I already did," he said. "Salad. I thought you'd like that."

I nodded into the silence. "Yes. Good. Healthy," I finally replied awkwardly.

"You?" he asked eventually.

I nodded. "A few days ago..."

"Good," he replied, picking at the bedspread.

"Yeah. It was pretty good. I had elk," I elaborated.

"Great!" Jasper replied a little too enthusiastically.

I studied the speckled pattern on the thin industrial carpeting on the floor for a few moments. I wondered idly what sort of donation it would take to get the university to redo Jasper's flooring with something a little more plush. A nice dense velvet would be good, perhaps in blue. No, gray. No, blue-gray. No, blue. Definitely blue. Or gray.

And then we both spoke at once, interrupting each other with virtually the same words. "You know, we don't have to—"

I paused. "This is stupid. I love you," I told him honestly.

"And I love you," he replied, staring at me.

"Then fuck the carpet!" I cried, tearing off my clothing. I had far more important things to consider. Like Jasper naked.

"Wait. What?" he started to ask as I leaped onto the bed.

"Nothing. It's just that your feet deserve something a little softer, don't you think?" I replied. "But don't worry about it. I'll take care of it."

There was no time to explain further as I ripped and shredded his clothing in my haste to disrobe him.

And then he was nude and oh so close as I knelt beside him, and I was unable not to stare. I licked my lips. Jasper. Naked Jasper. Hot Jasper. My Jasper. I growled.

He reached into his nightstand. "Better put this on?" he said, handing me a condom.

Right. Of course. Best not to sit beside Jasper with an erection that could leak at any moment. "Traitor penis," I grumbled.

"Huh?" Jasper asked.

I just shook my head and put on the condom. Once I had done so, I lay down beside him, the length of my body pressed to his while I placed open mouthed kisses along his jaw line and down his neck, paying extra attention to the spot behind his ear, which I knew he loved. I listened as he sharply sucked in air when I reached the base of his neck, only the thinnest flesh separating my teeth from his life vein. Yet it would be far from the most dangerous activity we would engage in this night.

I felt Jasper twist beside me seeking friction. I ground back, moaning at the sensation of his erection against my own. And when my lips found his, we kissed through matching smiles.

When my desire for Jasper's cock became too great, I slipped from our tangled limbs, so that I could move down his body and take him in my mouth.

I wrapped my arms around his thighs, spreading him out beautifully before me, and took the entirety of him into my mouth.

"Yessss," Jasper hissed as I sucked my way up and down his cock. There was something to be said for never needing to breathe.

I paused to lick from his balls up to his tip, tasting him on my tongue, and swirling my tongue around before taking him again deeply into my mouth. Jasper's sounds of pleasure were music to my ears.

When he propped himself up on his elbows and craned his neck to watch me, I tossed him a pillow. It was too early in the evening for him to be straining a muscle.

I took him in hand so I could lick along his hip bones, to worship my way from his navel to the base of his cock, to taste the skin along his inner thighs and enjoy the weight of his flesh on my tongue. Every inch of Jasper was delicious.

Eventually I returned my mouth to his cock, kissing and licking along his shaft until I took him deeply once again, swallowing around him. Jasper was panting. He'd given up on watching me, and was alternately moaning and whispering my name, while he gripped the bedspread with white knuckles.

When I felt Jasper's hands on my shoulder, I looked up, meeting his gaze. He bit his lip and held out the bottle of lube. I nodded and took it. It was time.

Offering up a quick thank you to whoever had invented the Internet—and for the step-by-step instructions I'd found via Google once I figure out how to turn off the Safe Search option Carlisle or Esme must have activated on my laptop—I took a deep breath and applied some of the slippery substance to my finger.

Here goes everything, I thought, as I gently touched my finger to Jasper's flesh. I massaged the area a bit, adding a bit more pressure when a few unintelligible syllables came from Jasper's mouth. I took them as a good sign, added a bit more of the lube, and this time, pressed the tip of my finger carefully into him.

I listened, and was rewarded by further encouragement from Jasper. I took my time, learning his body's reactions, and eventually adding an additional digit. I was careful, and I could tell Jasper enjoyed my efforts. In fact, he seemed to like it so very much as I moved my fingers in him, that I was a bit surprised when he eventually called for my attention.

I paused and sat up, wondering what I'd done wrong.

"If you don't put your cock in me right now, you're going to sleep on the sofa for a month," he threatened.

I started to correct him, but he cut me off.

"I know, I know, you don't sleep..." he said. "But seriously. I need you. Like now. Please," he pleaded.

I took a deep breath to take the edge of my nerves, which had suddenly returned full force. "Okay, Jasper. Promise you'll say something if I hurt you?"

He nodded and pulled me toward him. He kissed me. "Please, Edward. Let's show vampires everywhere how it's done," he joked, slapping my ass lightly. "Let it be recorded in the annals of vampiric history that on this day, in 2010, one Edward Cullen fuck—" he proclaimed.

"Jasper, I'm nervous" I interrupted.

"I know," his voice soft and sweet again. He kissed me lightly. "How about this...roll over. I'll take over for now, okay?"

I nodded and laid down on my back.

He climbed on top of me, kneeling, and my hands instinctively went to his ass, while he positioned himself. I felt him reach his hand around the base of my cock. Fuck. If his hand felt that good I wondered what his ass was going to feel like.

"Now, Edward...Don't move," he said sternly.

I gulped.

And then it was heat and pressure like I hadn't known. I was on fire and my body begged for me to thrust up for more. But the look in Jasper's eyes kept me as still as stone.

I watched him carefully, and prepared to pull back away from him.

But then he flexed and his flesh surrounded me a bit further. I swear I didn't move, but still, he gasped a bit.

Then more, I felt him enveloping me, his body surrendering to my hardness as he pressed down so very, very slowly, until he came to rest on my hips, his muscles working to relax around me. And I felt Every. Little. Thing.

And oh, my god, it was hot and perfect and why again had I waited so long for this?

I looked to Jasper to confirm he felt the same when I saw the bit water welling up in Jasper's eye. I reached up to his face, and collected the tear on my thumb. "Oh, oh my god! Are you...? Do you need to...?"

I tried not to panic. This was terrible. I hadn't meant to make Jasper cry. I'd never made him cry before. Well except for that one time at the supermarket with the banana, but that didn't count.

"No, no, Edward, I'll be fine. Better than fine," he replied, grasping my hand. "I just need a second."

I wondered how much time he needed. I'd been waiting for this for more than 90 years. Well, technically, I guess I'd only been waiting for this for three and a half months, but it felt like at least a centur—Ooooh!

Jasper shifted slightly. It was... well, I didn't have time to figure it out exactly what it was because he moved again. And then a little more.

Mother of all things hot and pulsing, that felt good.

After a moment, he leaned down and placed his mouth on mine and I was quite certain that everything that had ever been wrong in the world was now right.

"We were meant for this, you know," he said as he sat up again. My hands went to his hips, and he slowly began to move and flex rhythmically over me. I wanted to watch him but the sensation of his hot flesh around mine was almost too much. I closed my eyes so I could concentrate on not moving.

As Jasper's body adapted, I felt him pick up his pace, and flexing and arching above me.

"Umm, Edward?" he asked, slowing to catch his breath. "You can move, you know. I trust you."

"I'm not sure that's a good idea..." I replied. If I even let go the smallest bit, I might never get back in control.

"I may have made this too easy for you," he said, thinking for a moment.

"I sincerely doubt that," I told him.

"No, I definitely have," he said, climbing off of me.

I couldn't hold back my whimper when I felt the distinct absence of his heat around me.

I watched as Jasper lay down on his back and bent his knees, urging me to kneel between them.

I did so, and then got into position, moving toward him slowly. Very slowly. Very, very slowly.

Verrrrrry slowly.

"Edward?" he asked.

"Yes?" I replied.

"Any time now," he looked amused.

"Yes, but, I can't, I wanna, I don't, I think, I mean... maybe, I... oh fuck. Help me. I don't want to hurt you," I cried. All I wanted to do was reinsert myself into Jasper, but now that I was thinking clearly, all of the what-ifs came flooding back and I couldn't do it.

"Edward, I need you to do this," he replied in a measured voice.

"Well, I just think that..." I trailed off.

"Look, I want you to fuck me and you want you to fuck me, so I really think that you should just go ahead and—Fuck!"

"Alright!" I growled, entering his body again. Geez, I didn't want to fight with him.

"Thank you," he sighed. "Now, it's all you. And make it good," he added, with a grin and a wink.

"Right," I said, determined to turn his smirk into a moan.

It didn't take much.

I flexed my hips a few times and grew more confident. Soon it was my turn to smirk. It was my first time and I already knew what he liked and what made him pant and exactly which angle to use to cause him to cry out. For example...

"Fuck!" he hissed.

Yes. There was the spot. I grinned.

And again...

"Fuck, Edward!" he cried. "Soooo good."

Turns out I was pretty good at this. A natural. Gifted. Perhaps even a sex prodigy. By our second or third time, I'd be a complete expert, I could tell. Other vampires would look to me for advice. I'd be a sex god. They might even bring me gifts and burn incense and bow down—

"Oh, shit!" I cried out, when Jasper clenched around me. Hmm. I guess he knew what he was doing as well.

I wasn't about to complain.

When he reached down and picked up his cock and began stroking himself, I picked up my tempo, ostensibly for Jasper's sake, though I didn't exactly mind it myself. God, he felt amazing. Tight and hot and perfect. The only reason I was able to pull out at all was because I knew I could go right back in.

He was so beautiful, flushed and open before me, and touching himself. Touching himself! That would never get old. Yes, there he was giving himself to me despite all the odds. Jasper had chosen me. I was the luckiest vampire in the world. I leaned over him, cradling him as I rolled my hips, bring us both pleasure I'd never known.

Jasper's moans picked up and I felt his body preparing to reach its climax. I held his gaze as I reached between us and stroked him until he gave in, shuddering and clenching and falling apart below me. I stilled and held him tightly in my arms, only barely holding off my own orgasm, while I gave him time to put himself back together.

Soon, Jasper opened his eyes and saw the strain of holding back on my face. "It's okay. You'd know if it wasn't, right?" he asked.

I nodded. Our protection was still in perfect shape.

"Then come, Edward. It's safe," he whispered, and kissed me with his berry red lips.

Still in him, wrapped in his arms, trusting in no more than a thin bit of latex, I handed Jasper's safety to fate, and came while buried deep within him.

And then it was over, and it was the most amazing feeling I'd ever known.

I looked at Jasper who appeared to be passed out in the bed.

"Jasper, my god! Are you okay?" I asked. Had I accidentally fucked him to death?

He lazily raised an eyebrow at me. "I'm just fine," he slurred.

I wanted to roll my eyes at him, but how could I? It didn't feel right to mock him when I was still in him.

Shit! I was still in him! I pulled out, groaning at the separation and quickly headed to the bathroom to rid myself of the condom and erase all traces of my poison before donning a pair of shorts and slipping back into bed with Jasper.

He pulled me to my side so I was facing him and grabbed my hand and placed it where his heart was still pounding. He rested his other palm on my chest above my own silent heart. As we lay together quietly, I felt Jasper's pulse through his hand, urging the muscle to remember what it was like to flex and beat. I relished his steady pulse and was perfectly content to let Jasper's heart beat for mine.

I bit my lip. He was gorgeous.

I wondered how long he'd want to wait before we did it again.