A Very.....Interesting Night

A Very.....Interesting Night

Pairing: Edward & Jasper

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

Thank you: OCDJen for pre-reading.

Rating: NC-17

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

Disclaimer: All Twilight characters belong to Stephenie Meyer, Little, Brown, et. al. No profit was made and no copyright infringement is intended.

Author’s Note: A special thanks to naelany and My name is Seren Dipity for supplying the prompts. I have nine prompts left, so look for a bit more smut from the boys.

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Bare
It’s nearly two in the morning and I’m wide awake. Laying in bed silently staring at the man next to me. The comforter has slipped down, leaving him exposed to my hungry eyes. His body is bare, a portrait of perfection laid out for my pleasure. His beauty leaves me breathless.

Curling in to my pillow, I contemplate my options. Attempt to sleep for three or four hours, or wake my love and spend the time in a more productive manner. Smiling to myself, I acknowledge that there’s really only one rational choice.

Sleep can wait for now.

Shiver
Slowly, I lean over him. Reaching up, I gently brush a lock of hair off his forehead. My fingers move across his skin, tracing his eyebrow and the tender pink of his lips. His mouth opens just a bit as he sighs.

Fingers, light as a feather, move down his neck and across his collar bone. He shifts slightly, but remains asleep. Moving further down, I slowly circle his right nipple. He shivers beneath my touch.

My movements cease as I wait to see if he’s awoken. He remains still, his breathing slow and even. My fingers continue their journey, tracing the grooves of his firm abdomen.


Delicate
Circling his belly button, I stop for a moment to stroke the downy softness of the hair that trails out of view. The need to taste him overwhelms me. Carefully, I move so that I’m on my knees next to him. With exquisite care I pull the comforter down. Smiling, I gaze down and revel in the sight of him.

Leaning over, I breath in his musky scent. My tongue darts out and caresses his most delicate skin. He moans quietly as his hips tilt up, seeking the warmth of my mouth.

Who am I to deny him?

Craving
Giving in to my craving I take him in my mouth. Hands reach down and grab my hair, but he does not pull me off. No, instead he massages my scalp as I take him in deeper.

Licking and sucking, my mouth and tongue worship him. One hand holds him steady as I work him over, while the other moves lower, tugging and teasing. His hips buck up off the mattress, driving him down my throat. He falls apart when I swallow around him. Every drop is consumed, every drop is savored.

He is my nectar, my ambrosia.


Heat
Firm hands grip my shoulders as he drags me up for an intense kiss. Tongues twist and twine as he ravishes my mouth. He whispers words of endearment and love against my lips. His hands touch and tease, creating a heat in me that can’t be ignored.

Sensing my desire, my need, he rolls me over and slides down my body. Before I can blink he has me in his mouth.

His tongue is sinful, sliding over me, twisting and teasing as he pulls me closer and closer until I can’t take anymore and finally, finally there is bliss.


Delight(ing)
He crawls over me, kissing my hip bones and stomach along the way. A nibble to my neck and then his lips are on mine.

He pulls away, but only far enough to settle next to me. His body is curved in to mine, a leg draped over my hips and a hand resting on my chest. Reaching up, I slip my fingers in with his.

Tilting my head I whisper to him, “Love you.”

He smiles against my skin and replies, “Love you too.”

We snuggle together and fall asleep, each delighting in the presence of the other.