A Very.....The end to A Very Long Day

A Very.....The end to A Very Long Day

Pairing: Edward & Jasper

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. The juicy bits, yeah, those are mine.

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.

This is not the end of the line for these two. naelany sent me more promts, so....look for more soon.

~ooOoo~


Where we left off.....

My zipper was already down and I was about to cave in when my phone rang.

Oh lord, it’s him.....

Long
His call goes unanswered. There’s no way I can risk talking to him, not in this condition. Zipping up my fly, I resign myself to waiting. Remarkably traffic breaks and my long ride home is soon over.

The car is barely parked before I’m out and running for the front door. All thoughts of a quick jerk off in the bathroom leave my mind when I see him there, waiting for me.

He is kneeling in the front hall, naked and hard. He looks up at me and smiles that perfect crooked grin.

“I’ve been a bad, bad boy, Jasper. I think you need to punish me.....”


Wish
Looking down at the man I love, it’s all I can do not to cum in my pants. He’s wrapped a tie around his wrists, binding them together.

“Edward, what....why....?” I’m unable to articulate, but he knows what I’m asking.

Smiling up at me, he answers, “It’s on your wish list, right? Having me bound, and punishing me? Taking me....dominating me? It’s what you want, right?”

I take the final steps to stand in front of him. My fly is down and my cock out before he can blink.

Grabbing his hair, I pull him forward. “Suck it. Suck my cock, Edward. Now.”


Fervor
He wastes no time taking me in his mouth. His beautiful green eyes lock onto mine as he sucks me down with fervor. My grip on his hair tightens as my hips begin moving. He lets me use his mouth for a few minutes before pulling off of me.

“Please, Jasper....I need you in me. Please.”

He reaches up and rolls a condom down my cock, then he shuffles around and bends over. His head rests on his bound hands, and his sweet hole is glistening with lube.

He’s prepped himself for me.

Growling with need I drop to my knees and thrust into him. He cries out from the force of my entry, but smiles at me over his shoulder.

Fond
God, the feel of him around me is exquisite.

His tight heat is nearly my undoing, but I want him to feel every minute of the torture I’ve suffered today.

Again and again I slam into him. We are both panting and moaning, greedy for each thrust.

Leaning forward I begin kissing his back. Unable to resist, I bite the back of his neck. He cries out my name as he cums. I follow soon after, and collapse next to him on the floor.

He rolls over and rests against me. I lean down and kiss his forehead.

“I’m not very fond of your day long torture, however, this was a good start to your punishment.”




Bonus material
EPOV

Sprawl
Unable to stop myself, I look at him and smile. His day long torment has been no walk in the park for me. Hell, I’d be willing to bet I’ve been as hard and needy as he has been all day.

He unties my hands and we stand together. Thinking we’re going to the bedroom, I head towards the stairs. He grabs my hand and pulls me backwards. He turns me around and kisses me. It’s long and deep and heavenly.

He walks us into the living room, his lips never leaving mine. My legs bump against the sofa and I fall back. He smiles at me as I lay sprawled across the leather.

He removes his suit jacket and shirt, tossing them aside. His pants drop to the floor, followed by his very tiny black briefs.

Delight
He kneels over me, his hands and mouth worshipping my flesh. Trembling below him, I delight in the sensations he evokes. The need is building again. That fire that burns only for him is consuming me.

He kisses me. It’s long and intense, and it pushes me closer to the edge. His hips grind against mine. It is bliss. We lay together, bodies arching towards each other, panting out words of need and desire.

He leaves a trail of kisses down my neck and bite marks on my chest. Firm hands on my hips will become his mark on me tomorrow.

Slower
He sits back and reaches over to the stash of condoms in the coffee table drawer. Grabbing one he quickly tears it open and rolls it down his cock. His lips press against mine as he pushes into me.

We move together languidly, our bodies thrusting and arching together in an intimate dance. Our coupling is slower this time, and somehow more intense than the inferno we had in the hallway.

His lips are never still, leaving gentle kisses to my face, neck and chest. He is worshipping me with his mouth and his cock. His love for me is clear in every touch, and in every thrust.


Perfect
Whispered words of love pass between us. He is all I need, all I want. There is nothing on this earth for me, but him.

Hands entwine as we lock eyes. One final thrust and our bodies tense as we cum together.

He slowly rises, whispering for me to stay still. He leaves the room, returning a few moments later with a damp cloth.

His touch is tender, nearly reverent, as he cleans me. He tosses the cloth aside when he’s done, and lays next to me on the sofa.

Falling asleep in his arms is the perfect way to end this very long day.