I had a hard time staying focused on work for the rest of the afternoon. I never had gotten around to eating anything during my lunch break, which didn’t help matters either. My mind kept going back to my conversation with Jasper. He wants to go have dinner with my parents. Every time I thought of it, I could feel a goofy grin come to my lips. I was still a little worried about how he really felt about it, and hoped he wouldn’t feel too pressured to come out to his parents or introduce me to them. I knew all too well it had to happen at some point, but also realized that the choice was his to make, not mine. All I could do was be there for him when the time came, no matter the outcome.
For the time being though, I was thrilled that I’d be able to introduce him to my parents. The thought of Esme or Carlisle not liking him never even crossed my mind. I knew they’d be as supportive of him as they were of me. I wanted Jasper to know he would not be alone, and would always have somewhere to go. I was certain of this: they would love him as surely as I did.
Some time around 2pm, I got a text from Jasper, telling me he’d be at my place when I got off work. Suddenly I just wanted to be done with my day. I wanted to go home, hold Jasper in my arms and not let go. Not to mention, I still owed him from this morning. I sighed and had to shift in my seat to adjust myself. Edward Cullen, you’re at work dangit. Jasper said he’d be waiting for you at home and there’ll be plenty of time then. For now, concentrate on getting through the day, so you can go home on time.
Time dragged on for the rest of the day. Jasper hadn’t logged back on IM after his text, and things had slowed down a little. It was finally 5 o’clock and I was in such a hurry, I almost knocked my father over on the way to the elevator.
“Sorry!” I said at the same time as he said. “Where’s the fire, Son?”
“No fire, Dad. Just anxious to get home.”
The smirk he gave me made me roll my eyes at him. He swept his arms to the side, gesturing for me to pass.
“Have a good night, Edward.”
“I plan on it. See you tomorrow.”
I was eager to get home, and when I finally did, the place smelled amazing. I was surprised that Jasper had been cooking, since he hadn’t mentioned anything about it. I walked into the kitchen, figuring that would be a good place to start looking for him. He was concentrating on whatever he was doing, and hadn’t heard me come in. I snuck up behind him and wrapped my arms around his waist, kissing his neck softly.
“Something smells good. To what do I owe the honor?”
I peeked over his shoulder at what looked and smelled to be Chicken Marsala, smiling brightly as I let go and leaned against the counter next to him.
“Rosalie thought we could use a good meal and some time together tonight. She helped me make dinner, actually.”
He frowned a little as he spoke, and I wondered if he thought that I would not welcome her here. I reached over and gently ran my fingers across his forehead, wanting to wipe away his worries. I kissed him gently on the lips.
“I’ll have to remember to thank her for that.”
And I can think of a few ways to thank you, baby. I grinned at the thought.
“I’ll be sure to thank you properly, later.”
I winked, and kissed him again before going to change into something more comfortable. When I got back, the food was all on the table, and Jasper was pouring the wine into our glasses. I paused a moment to watch him, enjoying the sight of him in my home. I hope he feels at home here. I want him to be…. I leaned against the wall, allowing myself to get lost in the scene before me. Jasper turned around to see what was taking me so long, and caught me staring at him.
I pushed off from the wall and walked up to him. I put my arms around his shoulders, pulling him close to me and whispered in his ear, letting my breath fan out over his skin. I could feel his arms as he put them around my waist.
“Thank you for doing this, Jazz. I can’t think of anything better to come home to.” Well, except maybe you.
I felt him shiver a little, which made me smile. We stood like that for a little while, before he hugged me tighter briefly. He let go of me and I let my hands slip down to his chest.
“We should eat, before the food gets cold. Rosalie would tan both our hides if we ruined her efforts.”
We both laughed at that as we took our seats.
“Well we can’t have that now, can we?” I winked at him.
The food and wine were excellent. I really would have to thank Rosalie for helping him put all this together. I do like that sister of his. In spite of that little stunt with the condom, I’m glad that he has her. He’s going to need her love and support, especially if his folks react poorly to him being gay. I sighed softly as I watched him for a moment.
Jasper said there was dessert also, but that he wanted to wait a little before serving it. So we took everything into the kitchen, putting away what little was left over, and doing the dishes together in amicable silence. He wouldn’t let me in the fridge though, something about wanting dessert to be a surprise. Works for me.
We took the rest of the wine and our glasses into the living room, and I went to light the fireplace again. Jasper sat down on the rug, leaning back on his arms, his legs stretched out in front of him and crossed at the ankles. I walked up to him, nudging him with my foot.
“Scoot forward a little?”
He looked up at me, a bit confused, but he did as I asked. I sat down behind him, putting my legs on either side of his and my arms around his waist. I rested my head on his shoulder and sighed contentedly. He leaned back into me, running his fingers over my legs. I nuzzled his neck briefly, earning a soft murmur from him.
“Thank you for dinner, Jazz. It was wonderful.”
I wish I could come home to you every night. I tightened my arms slightly and kissed his neck, just below his ear. I felt him shudder slightly, and I grinned. Will have to remember that spot…. He turned his head a little and I pressed my lips against his tenderly. The kiss was slow and sweet, and I closed my eyes as I lost myself in the sensation of it. After a few minutes, he pulled away and I sighed softly.
He whispered. “You’re welcome, darlin’.”
I froze for a moment, taken aback by his term of endearment. Does he realize he just called me darlin’? I hugged him tight, and kissed his neck so he wouldn’t notice me smiling like an idiot. He moaned softly as he tilted his head, allowing me better access to his neck. I felt him shift a little and I loosened my hold on him reluctantly. He stretched his arms out, arching his back like a cat before turning around, so we were face to face. He put his hand softly against my cheek as his eyes met mine. His voice was barely above a whisper as he spoke.
“Saturday after next, huh?”
I placed my hand over his, holding it to me as I turned my head slightly so I could kiss the palm of his hand.
“If you really want to, yes.”
I searched his eyes, afraid he’d say no, worried I’d see regret there. He smiled softly, taking a deep breath. I couldn’t tell what was going through his mind, so I braced myself.
“I do want to, darlin’.”
My heart swelled when I heard him say that, and this time I wasn’t successful in hiding my smile at the term ‘darlin’, even though I tried to hide it by kissing the palm of his hand again. He frowned a little and tilted his head questioningly.
“It’s nothing….” I mumbled.
I couldn’t stop smiling. He sat up a little straighter, his eyes searching mine for answers.
“What?! Why are you smiling like that?”
I chuckled softly as I reached over and placed my hand on his cheek, running my thumb gently over his lips.
I whispered. “You just called me darlin’ – twice actually.”
His eyes widened a little and I could tell he was thinking back over his words. The moment he realized he had indeed said that, he blushed and ducked his head. I leaned forward as I moved my hand so I could lift his chin up.
“None of that, baby…. You have no idea how good it made me feel to hear you say that.”
His eyes lit up at my words. I quickly closed the distance between us, our lips moving together in a slow, deep kiss. I pushed against him without breaking our kiss, so he was on his back. I climbed on top, straddling him. His hands ran up and down my thighs, as mine went to his hair, alternately tugging it and running my fingers through it. He moaned into the kiss, and his hands moved up my thighs to my ass, which he started to knead. I could feel myself getting hard, and I ground my hips into his. The feeling of his erection rubbing against mine spurred me on.
My tongue traced his lips and he opened his mouth to let me in. I explored every inch of it with my tongue, as I let one hand trail down his side. I snuck my hand under his shirt, moving it upwards until I found his nipple. I rolled it between my fingers as our tongues tangled. I bucked my hips into his again, eliciting a loud moan from him. Stop. Have to… Then he lifted his hips up a little, and it was me that moaned into the kiss. Fuck… more. Want you so bad; have to slow down.
I was starting to lose control of myself, and I knew I couldn’t let that happen. Not yet. I pulled away from the kiss to look at Jasper. I grinned as I saw the look of longing in his eyes, which I was sure mirrored my own. He tightened his grip on my ass and pushed his hips up. My eyes rolled back a little as I let out a soft “Fuck…”. When I looked back at him, I saw that impish grin of his. I leaned forward and whispered huskily into his ear.
“I believe I still owe you for this morning, baby.”
I sat back up and saw his eyes flash with desire. I grabbed his hands and got off of him. He whimpered a little, and I chuckled softly. I pulled at the hem of his shirt, tugging on it a little. He got the drift and lifted his torso enough for me to pull it over his head. He laid back down again, his eyes intent on mine as I let my fingers ghost teasingly over his chest, down to his abs. His breathing was ragged and I knew he was excited. I briefly slid my fingers under the edge of his jeans, grinning.
I palmed his hard on, causing him to moan again. God, I love that sound. I slowly undid his buckle and then popped the buttons of his jeans. My eyes were on his. He looked so beautiful; his eyes were heavy-lidded and dark with lust. I tugged on his jeans a little, urging him to lift his hips. He did, and I pulled both his jeans and boxers off in one go. The sight of his cock standing at attention made me grin. I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of seeing him like that.
Having put aside his clothes, I quickly stood and removed my own, because my own hard-on was becoming painfully constricted by my pants. I kneeled down beside him again and kissed him deeply. I felt his hand fist my hair and I moaned into the kiss. I let my fingers trail down his arm until I reached his fingers. I coaxed his fingers free and moved his arm up by his head as I pulled away from the kiss slowly. I slid my hand up his arm to his shoulder and then down his side, watching as he languidly stretched his back.
Once I reached his hip I started drawing lazy circles across it with my thumb. I placed a soft kiss on his lips again, before trailing nips and kisses down his chin and neck to the dip between his collarbones, moving down to his chest. I placed a kiss over his heart as I looked up at him. His breathing was picking up a little and he had his eyes on me. The blue-green of his eyes was so dark, seeming to mirror the depths of the ocean. The intensity of it put a slight hitch in my breathing.
I briefly flicked my tongue over each of his nipples, enjoying the soft whimpers that emerged from his mouth as I did so. I left a trail of open-mouth kisses as I made my way down his abs. I looked up at him again as I got to his pelvic bone. I moved my hand from his hip, brushing my fingers against his cock.
Keeping my eyes on his face, I put my lips on the tip of his head, brushing it softly. His cock twitched as I kissed his head again, and then worked my way down his shaft. I placed open mouthed kisses on his balls, earning a deep moan from him. I traced the vein on his cock with my tongue, before curling it around his head, teasing him. I lapped up the pre-cum that glistened on his head and kissed it again.
“God…. Edward….stop teasing, please….”
I smiled up at him and noticed his hands were clenching and unclenching. I closed my lips around his head and slowly took him in my mouth. I heard him mutter something, but couldn’t make out the words. I grabbed the base of his shaft as I wasn’t able to take all of him. I hummed softly as I moved back and forth, taking him as far as I could, my hand moving at the same pace. Sometimes slow and gentle, then a little harder. I grazed my teeth ever so gently a few times.
“So good darlin’….”
I moaned into him and he bucked his hips a little. I could tell he was getting closer. I let go of him, letting my fingers brush against his sack and started to gently massage under his balls, while creating a vacuum with my mouth around his cock.
Hearing him scream my name was so fucking incredibly sexy! He bucked his hips again and his hands flew to my hair, tugging at it lightly. I continued for a little longer before he cried out incoherently and came hard into my mouth. I greedily swallowed every drop. Once I was sure he was done, I let him go, my eyes on his face as I leaned forward on all fours. His eyes were closed and his face held a look of pure bliss. He was breathing heavily, trying to regain control of himself. I just watched him with a soft smile on my face.
He chuckled softly.
“Good God, Edward….. that was…”
He opened his eyes to look at me.
“Learned a few tricks since camp, did you?”
Before I had a chance to think of a response, he grabbed my face in both his hands and pulled me down, his lips crashing to mine. I felt his tongue swipe across my lips and I opened my mouth, our tongues battling for dominance. I lay down, resting my body half on top of him, half next to him, reveling in the feel of his naked skin against mine. He pulled away from the kiss long enough to speak, his voice hoarse.
His thumb traced my cheekbone as he kissed me again, this time slower and deeper. I closed my eyes, letting myself drown in the feeling. I felt his hand move down from my face, over my shoulder, along my side to my hip. My dick twitched against his side as he stopped the kiss. I opened my eyes to look at him when he suddenly rolled me onto my back, and hungrily returned to my mouth as he hovered over me. His hand brushed against my cock and I moaned into the kiss.
He pulled away then and I groaned at the loss of contact, which made him smirk. He gave me one quick kiss on the lips as he shifted his body. Before I realized what he was doing, I felt his lips on my head before he placed soft kisses down my shaft, like I had done to him. I sat up and put my hand on his cheek. I tried to keep my voice level, but even to my own ears, I sounded strained. I want this, but…
“Jazz, baby… you don’t have to do this.”
He looked up at me through his eyelashes and in answer licked his way up my cock.
I moaned. “Fuck…Jazz..”
He put his hand on my chest and gently pushed me back down before taking my cock into his mouth. It was the sexiest fucking thing I’d ever seen, and I could feel myself getting impossibly harder. I let out a shaky breath as I propped myself up to watch him. The feeling of being in his mouth was almost enough to make me come right there. I had to fight to not let go and close my eyes. I wanted to watch him.
I can’t believe…shit…His tongue curled around my head ..he’s doing this… He started teasing my sack gently, as he hummed, much like I had done to him. I fought to keep my hips still, even though it was difficult. Christ! I could feel the pressure building, and I tried to hold off, wanting to enjoy this a little longer.
“Christ… Jazz…so good….”
I was getting so close, and I wasn’t sure if he would want to swallow or not. I ran my fingers through his hair, my voice breaking as I tried to speak.
“Baby…so close… don’t have to..”
Instead of pulling away though, his fingers trailed to my balls, and he started to suck as he went up and down. The sensation was too much and the pressure that had been building forced its way out. I came hard, even harder than I had that morning. I cried out as wave after wave swept through me.
He swallowed every drop and once he was done, he sat up and watched me. I sat up as well and hugged him to me, kissing him hungrily. After a few minutes, I broke contact enough to look him in the eye.
“Thank you, Jasper, you didn’t have to do that. You are amazing.”
I cupped his cheek in my hand and smiled at him. Every time I think I couldn’t love him any more, he does something like this. Unbelievably, he smiled shyly, taking my hand from his cheek, putting it in both his hands, playing with it. He lowered his head, appearing very interested in what he was doing. I watched him, wondering what was going through his mind, but left him the time he seemed to need right now.
I shifted a little so I could settle with my back against the couch and pulled him gently in my arms. I kissed the top of his head and traced my fingers back and forth on his arms. He sighed against my chest as he wrapped his arms around my waist.
“Baby, what’s wrong?”
He shook his head, letting out a long breath. I ran my fingers through his hair before lifting his chin so I could look at him. Does he regret what just happened? Did I push him too far? Please, Jazz, just tell me…
“Talk to me, please?” I whispered.
He frowned a little, but the corner of his mouth twitched as if he were trying to stop himself from smiling.
“It’s nothing… just silly.”
Silly? What? I frowned at him.
“What do you mean, silly?”
He took a deep breath and I had to strain to hear his words, as he let them out in one long string.
I barely caught that he said, “I was afraid I wouldn’t be any good my first time and I wanted to make you feel as good as you made me feel.”
He blushed. I blinked and all I could muster was a soft. “Oh…” I couldn’t help myself, I started shaking a little, trying to suppress the laughter that wanted to come out, but a snicker still escaped my lips. He sat back a little and glared at me.
“Not funny.” He muttered as he smacked my shoulder lightly.
The look in his eyes betrayed his own amusement though, and that was it. What started as a low chuckle soon became laughter, and I had to fight to get my breathing back in control. Jasper just looked at me for a second before joining me, and soon we sat snickering as we calmed down. Once I was finally able to speak coherently again, I looked him in the eye, cupping his face in both hands.
“Jasper, you have no idea how good you make me feel. You said that with me, you feel things you’ve never felt before. Well the same is true for me, baby.” I love you…so much that I won’t say it too soon and scare you off.
My thumbs were softly caressing his cheekbones as I spoke. He has to know it’s true… I looked into his eyes for a moment longer before tilting my head and leaning in to kiss him. I moved my lips slowly, tenderly, wanting him to feel what I couldn’t say. I felt him respond in kind, and I was sure he knew. He had to.