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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 24: Break

A/N: Enjoy.

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

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Chapter 24: Break

Early Saturday morning, the first full day of our week-long spring break, Jasper and I pulled up in front of my family's house in Forks.

"And you're sure I won't be in the way? They really don't mind I've come with you? Even Rosalie?" Jasper asked before we got out of the car.

"Positive," I confirmed.

"And will they be okay with the fact that I want to spend most of my break with your lips around my cock?" he teased before giving me a quick peck on the cheek and hopping out of the car.

"Uh, Jasper, you might want to keep in mind that vampires have excellent hearing," I groaned as I heard several snickers and one loud guffaw emerge from the house.

Jasper grimaced. "They heard that?"

"They certainly did," I confirmed as we headed toward the front door with our bags.

Esme opened the front door and ushered us inside. "Welcome, Jasper," she smiled, and hugged him before hugging me as well.

Emmett appeared behind Esme. "Jasper, you kiss your mother with that mouth?"

But before I could jump in to save him, he shot back. "No, I kiss Edward though. Everywhere."

"Nice," Emmett grinned as I cringed.

"Sorry, Esme." I apologized, though I was a bit glad Jasper was willing to take on Emmett.

She laughed. "I'm just glad to know you're getting plenty of kisses, dear. Now, give me your coats. I think we're going to have a fun week."

After introducing Jasper to Rosalie and Alice, I dropped our bags off in my bedroom then showed Jasper around the house. He had reminded me during the car ride that it had been months since he'd visited, and the last time he hadn't made it past the living room. Once the tour was complete, we returned to my bedroom so Jasper could relax for a few minutes.

He plopped down on my brand new four-poster bed, which I examined for the first time since I'd picked it out via the Internet. Esme and Carlisle had assembled it so it would be ready for our arrival. Alice had helped choose the sheets and blankets, and the greens and grays she picked were both masculine and complimentary to Jasper's coloring, so they were more than fine with me. The wooden frame I'd chosen was made of pine, of course. I liked the idea of making love to Jasper with the hint of the scent of evergreen in the background.

"How does it feel? Do you like it?" I asked, sitting down next to him.

He collapsed backward and faked a few snores. "It's fantastic. I can't wait to break it in."

"My poor virginal bed, losing its innocence so soon," I shook my head solemnly.

Jasper shrugged. "So we'll start off on the floor. Or the desk. Or against the window."

"It's a good thing we have all week," I winked, before bending over to kiss him senseless.

XXXXX

Alice knocked on my door 23 minutes into our impromptu make-out session. "Uh, guys? Want to come downstairs? We wanna spend some time with you..."

I groaned and climbed off Jasper just as she barged in. "Now?"

"Yes, now," she replied.

I tore my gaze from Jasper's flushed cheeks and swollen lips to glance at Alice. "Five more minutes?"

"Two," she answered.

"Three," I haggled.

"Two minutes and fifteen seconds...and not a moment more," she said, turning to leave. "Oh, and Edward? Make sure Jasper is fully dressed when you come down?" She suggested with a pointed look towards Jasper's unzipped pants before she closed the door behind her.

XXXXX

Two minutes and thirteen seconds later, his winky safely tucked back into his pants, Jasper and I headed downstairs.

"So, what's the plan?" I asked as we entered. "Did you guys want to do something together?"

The problem seemed to be deciding what that might be. Emmett wanted to hike since it was a relatively nice day outside, but Rosalie wasn't thrilled at taking a walk at human speed, though she did seem to be warming up to Jasper in that she seemed legitimately concerned it might be too cold out for him. Of course, she followed that up by muttering something about Jasper obviously liking it cold if he hung out with vampires.

Esme suggested playing board games or watching a movie, but the general consensus was that those were better nighttime or rainy day activities.

Alice came up with the idea that seemed to have some merit. She'd played a number of icebreakers at one of her college orientations a few years back and thought a few of the games were funny, and since everyone seemed to want to get to know Jasper, it seemed like a reasonable activity. So Alice ran around and gathered a few supplies and herded us out into the family room.

Unfortunately, when she began handing out toilet paper rolls and expecting people to write personal information on each of the sheets, family members began to protest. And when I recognized that she'd distributed both of the rolls of toilet paper we kept in the house as props, I put a halt to the game.

"Human, remember?" I'd pointed to Jasper, who looked a bit embarrassed but gratefully snagged a roll and hugged it to his chest.

So eventually at Emmett's insistence, we settled on a good ol' fashioned game of "Truth or Dare."

It was...enlightening, I suppose. After all, I'd never known that Esme liked being a vampire because it meant she didn't have to shave her legs anymore or deal with blisters from high heels. And Emmett had never told me that he once sneaked into a Red Cross blood bank after hours to "see what all the fuss was about" and then couldn't get himself to leave until people started showing up for work the next morning. But I was less thrilled to learn Rosalie wasn't wearing any underwear, that Carlisle had no fewer than 236 patients grope him inappropriately over the years and then blame it on painkillers, and that Jasper had previously gone to third base with a girl.

As for the dares, they were just silly. I had no interest in swallowing 12 cotton balls, or witnessing Carlisle wearing Esme's wrap dress, or watching Emmett push a penny around a toilet seat with his tongue. And I was especially furious when Jasper was dared to kiss each person to see who the best and worst kissers were. Luckily, he convinced Emmett to let him pick truth instead... Suddenly confessing that his favorite movie was actually "Aladdin" didn't seem so bad. He even sang "A Whole New World" with Alice for my family.

The game ended when Alice asked Jasper why he wanted to become a vampire and Jasper calmly explained in the most beautiful words I'd ever heard that it wasn't that he wanted to be a vampire, but that he wanted to be with me and that he loved me enough that he was willing to deal with everything that came with it. I knew then that whatever came our way, we would be together, and it would be more than I ever dared to hope for.

Though I had eyes only for Jasper, I couldn't help but notice all of the other couples looking at each other with sweet smiles as he responded. After that, my family members were eager to end the game and couple off. Though Alice decided to catch up on some projects for her classes.

I held Jasper's hand as we left the family room and went up the stairs, held his lips once we got to my bedroom, and his beautiful cock as we made love beneath the blankets. I knew my constant touch would drive Jasper crazy soon enough, but as long as he would let me, I never wanted to let go.

XXXXX

After a quick dinner for Jasper in the kitchen, and a quick hand job for me in the bedroom, Jasper and I changed into comfortable clothes before settling in to watch a movie with my family.

We wore our favorite pajamas: lounge pants—green for me, gray for Jasper—and the t-shirts Jasper originally had printed for us as a joke, but we'd worn them so frequently around the house and under other clothes that they'd become perfectly soft and broken in. Mine boldly proclaimed, "Vampires do it in the dark. All. Night. Long."

His read, "Archaeologists like it dirty." However, I have to say that while I'd used his shirt's message in multiple attempts to get him to fool around while we were out running, he didn't seem to believe that a slogan and my desire to get laid was reason enough for him to get covered in mud. Liking it dirty, indeed.

Once Jasper topped his ensemble with a hoodie, we trooped downstairs, snagged the loveseat before any other family members could and snuggled up under a blanket. Soon enough everyone else joined us.

Emmett started the movie once everyone had gathered. He said he chose it because a full 71% of us watching would appreciate the eye candy.

I groaned when I realized what he'd picked. 300.

117 minutes of abs, abs, and more abs. Between Jasper curled up on my lap and all the scantily clad men proudly brandishing their spears, I wondered if it was even possible I could make it through the end of the film without taking Jasper in the middle of the living room floor.

Jasper, however, actually clapped when he realized what we were watching. Period pieces with historical costumes and plots even loosely based on actual events were his favorite junk food. It made me wonder if he might one day appreciate it if I dressed up in a little loincloth and chased him around the woods. I'd have to see if I could find a good shield and helmet I could order off the Internet one day soon. Maybe for Jasper's birthday.

Or mine. Just the thought of tracking him through the forest, capturing him, and having my way with him made me shift in my seat. I gulped and tried to calm myself down.

Jasper, unaware of my problem, turned and whispered in my ear, "This is Sparta!" before nibbling on my earlobe and then giggling in excitement. But between his teeth and his breath washing over me, I was only marginally successful in biting back a groan.

"Teenagers," Carlisle rolled his eyes. "Do you boys need to be excused?"

Wide eyed, Jasper shook his head and bit his lip and settled back into my lap, his ass now firmly pressed to my erection.

This was going to be the longest two hours of my long life. Then again, it wouldn't be the worst either, I realized happily as Gerard Butler's muscles showed up on the screen for the first time.

After the flick, I was so worked up, I scooped up Jasper and ran back to my room with him in my arms. We were naked and buried beneath the covers before the credits finished rolling.

XXXXX

The next morning, after Jasper was fed and watered, it was time that I took care of a little thirst-quenching myself; it had been a little longer than I was comfortable with, but I'd been holding out until I could return to Forks, preferring the more diverse wildlife available there to the limited supply available in Seattle and it's immediate environs.

Emmett eagerly offered to accompany me on my trip, though the rest of my family was content to remain at home. As I pulled on my favorite running shoes, I heard Esme gathering everyone else together for some card games. She'd even managed to coax Jasper into playing, even though he'd originally said he'd be happy to simply read for a few hours in my room.

Once he convinced me he'd be fine, and I made sure my family remembered to keep coffee and snacks flowing for him, I kissed him goodbye and Emmett and I took off, running deep into the nearby forest.

After we'd run a few miles, Emmett finally spoke. "So...Jasper seems nice."

"Yes, I think I'll keep him," I smirked. Nice. What an understatement.

Emmett nodded but didn't say anything else for another mile or so. As we were rounding the top of a small hill, he cleared his throat. "I...uh...I had a question for you."

"Sure...What's up?" I asked.

"Well, this is purely hypothetical," he finally said after some hesitation.

"Okaaaaay," I prodded.

"Well, let's say...hypothetically...that I had a friend... that had a girlfriend..."

"Emmett, just spit it out," I suggested.

He took a deep breath. "You know what, never mind. There are some deer to the north. We can talk later."

I raised an eyebrow. "You hate deer. Let's keep going. I could deal with a nice mountain lion and I'm sure we can find some nice bear for you."

"Right, sure, okay..." he agreed and we picked up our pace and headed to the south.

Seventeen minutes later, Emmett broke the silence that had settled upon us. "So, hypothetically, let's say I had a girlfriend who um, wanted to, um, try something."

"Like what?" I asked, puzzled.

"Well, let's say she wanted to um...use...um...well, a...um...a strap on," he mumbled. "Hypothetically."

"Oh! You mean the one that arrived via Fed Ex overnight air earlier this morning?" I asked.

He gaped at me.

"Someone had to sign for it, and you and Rosalie were still in your room. Plus, I recognized the return address as your favorite toy store... I hope they give you discounts with the amount you order. And then I may have shaken the box a few times to try to guess what you'd purchased," I explained.

He narrowed his eyes. "You could tell from shaking the box?"

"No, I asked Rosalie while you were in the shower. She said you had been begging her to try it, so she had a steel one specially made," I admitted. "Hypothetically."

"Oh, right." He coughed.

"So... you had a question?" I grinned, more than a little pleased that Emmett was asking me for sex advice. My, my, my, how the tides had turned. Beautiful irony, it was. Simply beautiful.

"Oh, wipe that stupidass smirk off your face," Emmett said after glancing at me.

I laughed. "So, what can I do for you, Emmett?"

"Well, I was just wondering... if we were going to try it...because, you know, Rosalie wanted to, well how exactly do you uh...I mean...fuck. Isn't it gonna hurt?"

"Oh, Emmett. You have so very much to learn," I grinned and started to explain all that Jasper and I had learned. Hypothetically.

XXXXX

"Well, your family isn't so bad," Jasper commented as he sat on my lap later that afternoon in the privacy of my bedroom.

I quirked an eyebrow. "Yes, they are," I replied, pulling him to me so he could get comfortable.

Jasper grinned. "Okay, they're a bit much. But in a really good way."

"I know." I smiled and started walking my fingers up the leg of Jasper's jeans.

He groaned. "You're insatiable."

"Yup," I confirmed, as my hand continued to explore his outer thigh. "A regular monster."

"My monster," he murmured, tilting my head up for a kiss.

"So it went okay this morning?" I asked.

"Yeah, actually, it was fine. We played Uno for a while," he said. "And other than Rosalie slapping me with every possible 'Draw four' she could get her hands on, it was civil. Fun even. And then afterward Carlisle showed me some of his old maps and some other historical records he had stored up in his office, which made for some excellent reading material."

I laughed. "Just something light to read over spring break, huh? You're absolutely amazing. I love you," I whispered, dragging my hand to his inner thigh.

"I love you more," he replied, shifting deliciously on my lap. "More than I ever imagined possib—"

But Jasper was interrupted by the sound of Emmett pretending to vomit repeatedly on the other side of my closed door.

I sighed. "If you don't want to listen, Emmett, don't stand outside the door."

"Dude, I was sent up here to tell you we're all heading out for a while because none of us can stand listening to you two go at it again," Emmett explained once he stopped his faux retching. "Jasper's loud. And you, brother dearest, are even louder."

Jasper gaped at me. "They've heard us?"

"Well, yes. But don't let that bother you. I've had to listen to them for decades," I replied.

"Yeah, sorry, Jasper. Impossible not to. Especially with the way your loverboy, or should I say monster, carries on," Emmett called from the hallway before raising his voice an octave and proceeding with what had to be the worst impression ever. "Oh, Jasper, just like that, Jasper, oh, Jasper! You're so warm, Jasper, oh! Oh! Oh! Jasper you're even better than Velcro! Oh Jasper, oh! You're so tight! Oh, yes, Jasper! Oh, Jasper, that was amazing, can we do it again? Oh, Jasper!"

"Emmett! Unless you plan on joining them for a threeway, I'd suggest you get your ass down here so we can leave!" Rosalie yelled from downstairs.

"Sorry, boys, gotta go. My woman calls! We'll be back later!" Emmett called as he headed off toward the stairs.

I listened for the front door to slam closed behind them as they headed off into the forest. Of course, it was hard to hear with Jasper laughing.

"What?" I huffed.

"Nothin'. Emmett's just funny," he said between cackles.

I humphed and tried to keep a straight face as he turned all red and continued laughing, which caused him to wiggle more than little in my lap. "Well, you should hear yourself, with your 'Oh, fuck yeah, more, fuck, oh yes! Yes!' "

Jasper stopped laughing and looked at me. "That's kinda hot actually."

I sighed. "Yeah, it's totally hot when you do it, too."

He laughed and climbed off me and sauntered over to my no-longer-virginal bed. He wiggled his butt at me as he did so.

I sighed. And stared. And developed a sudden craving to bite his ass, even though it was nowhere near a large artery.

It didn't help when Jasper bent over to untie his shoes.

I whimpered, of course, as I was wont to do when Jasper teased me mercilessly by doing things like removing footwear or picking up a dropped pencil.

Jasper stood up and peeked over his shoulder. "Like that? You should see this," he teased, before waggling his eyebrows and starting to imitate the soundtrack to a low-quality mid-1990s pornographic film while slowly removing his sweater.

"Bah-dah-dah-dah dah. Uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-uh. Bah-dah-dah dah..."

He clung to my bedpost as he undressed, eventually pausing shirtless to grind against the post.

After spending a few moments in this position, he spun around the post once, before pressing against it from a different angle. And that's when he gave up with his song and began over-enunciating typical adult film star utterances, including, but not limited to, "I want you to fuck me with your thick, hard, sparkly cock."

I snorted when he broke character with the last adjective, but otherwise, it was hard not to be increasingly turned on as he dry-humped the wooden bedpost. After all, I knew from experience just how good it felt to grind against some nice pine.

Jasper then stepped away to unzip his jeans and let them fall low on his hips. He started singing again, punctuating his downbeats with pelvic thrusts and throwing in a bit of syncopated ass-shaking.

He then hooked his thumbs through his belt loops and teasingly shimmied them down to the floor before stepping out of them and then carefully folding them and his sweater into a perfectly tidy little pile lined up with the corner of my dresser.

"Cuz if it's not a right angle, it's a wrong angle, right Edward?" he winked.

"Fuck, yes." I groaned. God, he was hot.

He then resumed his erotic show, naked but for a lovely pair of navy underwear. As Jasper became more caught up in his act, in between time spent grinding against the post, his moves became increasingly athletic. He stood with one hand on the pole while bending backwards so he could place his other hand on the floor and slide up and down slightly by arching his hips.

Jasper was in rare form.

Eventually he hoisted himself up and slowly peeled off his underwear before dancing over to within a few feet of me. But he darted back when I reached out to him.

"Not yet," he scolded. "I'm having too much fun with your pole."

I moaned shamelessly as he turned to climb on the bed. He stood on the corner closest to me, braced himself on the bedpost with one hand and dragged his other down his body until he reached his erection, which he started lazily stroking.

And then he gave me permission to do more than stare.

"Wanna help?" he smirked.

I nodded vigorously in response.

"You'd better come here then," he replied, hanging off the straining bedpost to curl his finger toward me.

Without further thought, I hurtled myself toward the bed to tackle Jasper.

As I did so, he swung back a bit on the pole, so I naturally changed direction to accommodate for his shift. But my leap was ever so slightly off-balance due to the late change. Perhaps it was the fault of the lusty haze that had fogged up my brain, or the weight of my supremely engorged member that threw me off. It was hard to tell, because all I could be concerned about was the fact that Jasper was tossed into the air when I smashed into the bedpost, which splintered and cracked and fell uselessly to the floor.

I caught Jasper just before he landed on the carpet, cushioning his fall in my arms.

He looked slightly dazed while I gently placed him on the bed after scanning the duvet for splinters, but after a few seconds he just started cracking up.

If I hadn't caught him myself, I would have been certain he'd hit his head.

I was checking him over when he sat up and surveyed the damage. "Oh, Edward, we broke your pole!" he exclaimed between fits of laughter.

"It doesn't matter." I rolled my eyes. "But how is yours? That's the only one that's precious to me. Are you okay?"

He nodded. "I'm completely fine," he said still chuckling.

"Really?" I asked skeptically.

"Yup," he confirmed.

I took his word for it and quickly tossed the broken post into the corner of the room, and smoothed out the rough edges of the wood where it had broken off the bed frame before joining him again on the bed.

"I'm sorry," I whispered.

"Don't be sorry," he replied, pulling me toward him for a kiss. "I got carried away."

"Cause I never get carried away," I said, raising an eyebrow. "So you're really okay?" I asked again.

"Definitely," he smiled. "Good catch."

"Well, I know you say you're fine, but I think I'd better check you over. I know just where to start," I pronounced solemnly, before taking his cock in my hand and examining it carefully.

"Hmm, looks alright, everything seems to be functioning normally," I murmured as he hardened again under my gaze. "I'd just better check one more thing..."

I licked him quickly. "Perfect," I hummed. "I think you'll live."

"Well, as long as I taste okay..." he chuckled.

"I could check again, just to be really, really sure?" I suggested hopefully.

"That sounds like an excellent idea," he confirmed.

I took him in my mouth without delay. He didn't need to give me permission twice to suck his penis.

Bobbing up and down, I fisted the base of his cock when I focused my efforts on top. I slurped my tongue around his head, luxuriating in his taste.

"You know, I was pretty sure we'd break the bed, but that's definitely not how I expected it would happen." I paused a moment to point this out before diving back down, but I'm pretty sure Jasper never even heard me because he never stopped his moaning, and responded only by thrusting his hips up toward me.

I smiled as best as I could with Jasper in my mouth.

After working my way back down his shaft, I replaced my mouth with my hand so I could lightly lick and suck on his balls. They were my newest discovery and Jasper got quite a rise out of it himself. I traced them with my nose before tonguing them, all the while listening to Jasper pant and hiss in response to my efforts.

Standing up, I quickly shed my shirt and pants, and grabbed the lube and a condom from my overnight bag, then rejoined Jasper on my bed.

I lay down atop him, careful of my weight, but eager to press the length of my body to his. He responded by arching his hips up into mine as he kissed me hungrily.

Jasper dragged his teeth along my jawline and pulled me toward him. "I want you."

I nodded and shifted so I could work my way down his body and prepare him. After a brief detour, that involved putting a good deal of Jasper's cock in my mouth, I licked from his ass up to the head of his cock.

"Your finger," he commanded. "Please!"

"Oh, you want a little digital love?" I asked, wiggling my fingers at him before teasing his ass with my fingertip.

"Fuck, yes!" he groaned.

Grabbing the lube, I applied it as necessary with my fingers, and got him ready.

Then it was my turn. In a single move I may have practiced a few times while bored one Thursday evening in late March, I tore off my underwear with one hand, ripped open the foil packet of the condom with the other and had it placed over my cock before the last shreds of the material that had previously served as my undergarment hit the ground. Damn, I was good.

Unfortunately, Jasper missed my little performance because his eyes were shut as he lay breathing deeply with his mouth hanging open on the bed. And I hadn't even fucked him yet.

I wiped the smirk off my face before he opened his eyes, and returned to the bed, where I kissed Jasper's inner thighs and stroked him a few times.

"Ready?" I asked, as I knelt between his bent knees.

Even after he confirmed that he was, I had to pause to gather myself. It always took a moment to prepare mentally and emotionally for the act of joining with Jasper.

He was so vulnerable, so open. Warm and wanting. All flesh and sinew. So easily broken. But he trusted me and he needed me physically, just as I needed him.

I took a deep breath. I hoped I could always fulfill Jasper's every need. I would certainly try, though I knew Jasper well enough to be entirely certain he'd teach me when I screwed up.

Grabbing Jasper's side to ground myself, I guided myself into him slowly, amazed as always at the sight of his body accepting mine.

"Edward," he gasped as I stilled in him.

He bit his lip and reached for me, so I bent over him and wrapped him in my arms, kissing his lips, his cheek, his chin.

Once he relaxed enough, I began to move, gently at first, but quickly giving into the incredible hunger we both felt. Bracing myself on the bed over him, my hips found their rhythm as I thrust into him again and again, his hands pulling me, urging me for more, always more, always closer, always deeper as I angled my body to bring him as much pleasure as possible.

And kissing. Tongues and lips and teeth and always, always, kissing.

If there was an award for best kissing, we'd win it by a landslide. I considered whether it would be worth engaging Emmett and Rosalie in a formal contest. But before I could ask Jasper if he was interested, he started shifting below me and I realized his intent to change positions.

Caging Jasper in my arms, I turned us, rolling him atop me. He sat astride my hips, moaning as I entered him again. His hands planted on my chest, he began to move over me, sinking down repeatedly.

"Fuck!" I cried as his movements sent me spinning. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!"

I wondered if Jasper was close, because I personally wasn't going to be able to hold out much longer.

I reached for his cock and started stroking him as he rode me, rolling his hips, his body exquisitely enveloping mine.

Waves of pleasure washed over me as I felt my muscles begin to tense.

"Fuck, Edward, yes!" Jasper cried as I worked over his cock.

And then it was too much and I couldn't hold back any longer. I grasped his hips and held him to me so that I was buried as deeply as possible in him as I started coming. Feeding off my own reactions, Jasper followed mere moments after I did.

But I didn't have time to celebrate our achievement of the elusive mutual orgasm.

Because even while Jasper was still clenched around me, I knew there was a problem.

He must have known too, because the last words he panted before he began screaming in agony were "I love you. Forever."

My greatest fear realized, I cradled him in my arms, dry sobs wracking my body.

The condom had broken.

The damage was done; he would burn for our pleasure, change for our future. There was nothing I could do to take away his pain or save his human life.

But I could speed up the process.

"I love you," I whispered, placing my teeth against his neck. "Forever."

I kissed his throat and bit.