A Very.....Another Birthday

Story Name: Another Birthday

Pen name: mauralee88

Pairing: Edward & Jasper

Disclaimer: All things Twilight belongs to S. Meyer. This story is mine.

Thank you: OCDJen for pre-reading and Mrs. Agget for her stellar beta services.

Rating: M

This is a slash fic and contains male on male sexual relations. If you are under-age please don't read this.

A/N: This is a follow up to A Very Happy Birthday. The prompts were provided by naelany with an additional challenge from OCDJen to keep the drabbles to 100 words.

Thank you both!






Flow

It seems fitting that we celebrate Jasper's birthday where we met. It's been four months. Four wonderful and amazing months, that have seen us become closer with each passing day. The passion we felt that first night is still burning fiercely. Yet we have tried to tame it, to hold it at bay as we court each other. That's why we're here tonight, enduring the crush of half naked men on the dance floor. The music flows over us as we dance, wrapped in each others arms. Our date this week, celebrating the day of Jasper's birth and our bond.



Enrich


Alice sits with Emmett and P aul, watching us as we dance. She can't seem to understand Jasper and I, how we fell so quickly for one another. I've tried to explain to her how he has been able to enrich my life, but she doesn't seem to see it. She somehow misses the gentle touches, the warm smiles, and the tender looks. All she sees is the heat and the intensity of our union. Our relationship is so much more than that. He is so much more than that. He has become everything to me, and I have to him.




Tarnish

It's unintentional, I know that. Her doubts try to tarnish the glow surrounding Jasper and I. We don't allow it to take hold, though. We are comfortable with who and what we are, as she will be, eventually. For now, we work to make us work, to learn everything about each other. We don't rely on the passion and the fire...we want more, we want forever. So here we are, on the dance floor, sweating bodies pressed together as we writhe to the rhythm of the music. Lips meet as our hips grind. Lord, what he does to me.




Smoke

The crush of bodies disappear as we kiss. His hands move like smoke over my skin, whisper soft, barely skimming over me. His kisses are intoxicating, and have become my favorite drug. The boys around us stop dancing and watch as we grind against each other, looking for that moment of pure bliss. Jasper stops and steps away from me. His eyes are dark, midnight blue, and full of desire. He holds out a hand to me and nods his head towards the door. Reaching out, I place my hand in his and once again follow him out the door.



Hold


We barely make it to the car before we attack each other. Lips meet in heady kisses as our hands grope and tease. There will be no crazed drive to his house tonight. No, tonight my cries will be heard as he takes me here and now. My shirt is tossed on the car and my pants drop to the ground. He spins me around and places my hands on the hood of the car. His fingers work quickly, readying me for him. Then, oh God, he's in me. His hands hold me still as he claims me. Again. Forever.