Strange Desire: Chapter Six

Strange Desire: Chapter Six

AN: Okay, I realize that some of you don't like the angst and some of you love it. I have no intention of making this story all one way or the other. Real life doesn't work that way. You can't have a day filled with a bed of roses every single day, nor can you have pure angst everyday, and some days are a mixed bag. This will be just what it is. Hope you enjoy this chapter though, it's hopefully more fun than the last two.

Okay, two of my gay friends keep arguing with me about these two characters, one says they need to be more effeminate and one says they need to be less so. I'm personally about ready to knock them both out as this is my story, not theirs. ARGH! So, please, if you feel that way, keep your opinions to yourself and write what you want then.

Characters belong to Stephenie Meyer, but I'm sure she'd disapprove of what I've done to them.

JPOV

Already deciding I'd make lasagna for the new neighbors before I'd even met them I began gathering things from the refrigerator. Edward and I couldn't eat that much food by ourselves even though we both liked it. Eventually we'd get tired of eating it and it would go bad, so I was happy to have someone else to make it for.

Hearing a crash somewhere behind me I turned and saw Edward, he looked like he'd just seen a ghost. After hearing about his memory I decided that he had, in fact, seen one, in a manner of speaking. I wondered why he was remembering that or his other previous memory yesterday. He rarely spoke about his parents, so sometimes I wasn't sure he even thought about them much. Perhaps he'd been closing himself off for so long from them that his mind had decided it would force him to remember. Determining that I didn't want to reflect on any of that right now as it would drag me down before people I didn't know got here, I pushed it out of my mind to come back to later. I wanted to feel at least somewhat happy before our neighbors came over and I tried to talk to them.

Thinking about dinner tonight I thought of our introduction. Edward was flummoxed I could tell by not knowing how to introduce me. Emmett was definitely threatened I knew because, not to sound cocky or anything, but Edward and I were both good-looking people. He had tried to hide us from his girlfriend for that exact reason. It didn't take me long to figure out the best way to make both of them happy and I was right. I did have a somewhat jealous response at first at the two of them, they were both beautiful people and Edward... Damn it. I didn't really know if he'd be attracted to them or not. If he was I wasn't too sure I wanted to have dinner with those people, but I squelched it.

“Edward...?” I asked to catch his attention.

“Yeah?” He asked as he came up behind me and put his arms around my waist.

“Do you think we should have wine with dinner or beer? Somehow I think Emmett would be happier with beer. What do you think?” Shit, that sounded silly even to me, but I wasn't too sure how comfortable he'd be around us. I just wanted Emmett to feel at home as much as he possibly could. I wasn't sure he would have even accepted a dinner invitation if his girlfriend hadn't answered for him.

“I think you're right, but we can always ask when they get here.” Edward answered me. I only nodded my head and we got back to work. Edward did, at some point, turn some music on as we worked, but I wondered if that was only to get that song out of his head that had brought that memory crashing down.

Waiting for the lasagna to bake we made a salad and a few other things to go with our meal. This was the first time in a long time we'd both been in the kitchen together, it was rare we were even home at the same mealtimes. I kind of liked it. When I was out during the summer I'd make sure we'd get to do more stuff together.

Setting the table for four I realized something, no one had eaten dinner here other than us. Bella and Jacob hadn't even been here, which now that I thought about it, it shocked me. I wondered if that had been intentional on Edward's part or not. Curious, I couldn't hold it in any longer and asked “Edward, is there a reason you've never invited Bella and Jacob over before?”

Watching him carefully I saw him look down before taking a deep breath and looking back at me, he said “Yes. They've known for a long time how I felt about you and you didn't, so I didn't want there to be any weirdness.” That made me actually feel bad for a second. Shit Jasper, it's not your fault he didn't tell you.

“Okay, Edward. Next time you talk to them maybe you should invite them over here.” I smiled at him, even though I didn't enjoy the thought of Bella being here, knowing how Edward had felt about her.

Giving me his crooked grin he said “That would be great. I want them to see how happy you make me.” Then he swatted my ass and I couldn't contain myself and shoved him against the counter. Pressing my lips against his I slipped my tongue in his mouth and met his. Gripping his arms tightly I kissed him roughly pushing my hips into his, feeling his erection through his clothes as I know he felt mine. Damn, I wanted to feel him in my mouth and started pulling at his clothes roughly. Then we heard a knock a on the door and pulled away groaning and breathing heavy. Shit, shit, shit. How was I going to hide how turned on I was? I wasn't sure anything would make it go away or how I would make it through dinner. Why did I invite these people over anyway? I wondered in my lust-filled haze. “Jasper, go to my room and wait for me there.” Edward commanded still a little breathless.

Without hesitation I headed into his room feeling like a rubber-band had been attached to us and was being stretched to its limits by being apart. When I passed by the couch it didn't make it any better with that memory fresh in my mind. Closing his door I could hear Edward greet our guests and ask “Do you want a beer?”

“Yeah, sounds good.” Emmett answered, he still sounded uncomfortable.

“Okay, have a seat, get comfortable.” I could hear Edward say to both of them.

“Where's Jasper?” Rosalie asked Edward.

Edward lied smoothly and said “He's getting dressed for dinner.” I could almost hear him shrug. “I need to get dressed too.” As he said that I started looking through Edward's closet, I knew some of my things had somehow ended up in here just as his had ended up in mine. If it was going to be believable I'd better fucking change my clothes. So I laid my clothes on the bed and stripped my old ones off.

The guy Emmett said “Why do you have to change clothes? We don't give a shit.”

I thought I heard a smack and a laugh as Rosalie said “They're gay men, you wouldn't understand.” Oh bless her. I was certain she knew we didn't really have to change clothes, that we needed alone time, especially if we were going to be able to not be all over each other in front of them. That might happen anyway. “We'll be okay, take your time. Emmett can distract himself with that big ass TV.” She told Edward and at that he laughed.

Opening the door a few seconds later he saw me standing there nude and extremely turned on. “Fuck, Jasper.” He strode quickly to me and put his arms around me before kissing my lips hungrily. I melted into the kiss and really wanted to take my time, but knew we couldn't. Tugging Edward's shirt up he lifted his arms for me to finish pulling it off, then I worked on his belt and his pants making them drop to the ground rapidly. I was hungry, but not for food. My hands pushed his boxers down and I saw exactly what I was hungry for. Dropping to my knees I didn't waste time we didn't have teasing him. Sucking him into my mouth I held his hips and raised and lowered my head over his hard cock. Fuck, I never thought I'd enjoy that as much as I did. My tongue traced over him and I sucked harder until Edward stilled my head and instead fucked my mouth. Keeping control of my breathing I reveled in the feel and taste of him. My hands grabbed his ass as he pumped into my mouth. Thinking we might need to hurry this along I cupped his balls with one hand massaging them gently and pressed the fingers of my other hand over his perineum. “Jasper... I'm about to cum...” Edward said trying to be quiet. Growling in response to him I felt him let go and swallowed all of his cum before letting him go and kissing all the way back up his body. Edward's heart beat rapidly underneath my lips.

“Jasper... wow.” Edward breathed before I kissed his lips once more. Turning away from him I went to grab my clothes and felt Edward grab my arm. “Where the fuck do you think you are going?” He asked me.

“To let you get dressed while I take care of this.” I said and pointed downward.

“You are not. Let me take care of you.” Edward said huskily.

“But... what about our guests?” I asked him.

“I don't care. They can think whatever they want. Besides, the TV is on so loud I'm sure they know what we are doing.” Edward answered me. Before I had a chance to say anything else he pulled me to him and pushed me down on the bed. My legs hung over the side of the bed and Edward situated himself between them, kneeling. I had closed my eyes so I was a little surprised when I felt wet fingers being pushed into my ass. Edward pumped his long fingers inside my ass at the same time licking my cock. Writhing underneath him he finally took me into his mouth and I groaned in pleasure. He worked up some saliva and I could feel it running down my cock. Then his hand gripped the base of my shift and pumped in time with the suction of his mouth. With my eyes closed everything felt heightened, all the nerve endings tingled even more. Edward licked the the head of my cock in a circular motion continuing to pump me, I didn't even get a chance to say anything before I let go.

The next thing I knew Edward was on top of me kissing me while I was still trying to catch my breath. I could feel his bare body against mine, the muscles of his chest against my own, the trail of hair over his stomach, everything. Damn, now all I wanted to do was curl up in sleep and fuck Edward whenever I could get it up again. Right now I couldn't do either one. “Edward, please. We have to get dressed.” I told him. He grunted in response, but got off me.

Going to the bathroom to clean up enough that I didn't look like I'd been fucking I tried to fix my hair, it was useless. Shrugging I decided I didn't care. I was sure Edward's wouldn't look much better. I got dressed first and walked out of the bedroom as I'd already had my clothes picked out.

Emmett and Rosalie were sitting side by side on the couch and looked up at me. Rosalie seemed to have an omniscient look on her face while Emmett just looked confused. Trying to hide the blush that I knew had crept over my face I said “Do you guys want to sit at the table? Dinner is pretty much done.”

“Great. I'm fucking starving.” Emmett boomed out. Was it really necessary to be that loud inside?

Rosalie snorted and said “You're always starving. I'm surprised we aren't broke with as much as you eat.” Then she stood, turned off the TV and with Emmett following her asked “Where do you want us to sit?”

Fighting the urge to roll my eyes at her I said “Anywhere you want.” It was a square table with four chairs. It wouldn't matter where they sat.

As though she knew what I was thinking she said “What I meant to say is where do you guys normally sit? We'll take the other two chairs.” I wanted to kick myself for being an ass, even if it was only in my head.

“Oh.” I pointed out where we usually sat and they took the other two chairs. Emmett didn't look like he was happy with either chair as he would have to sit next to either me or Edward. He did sit down although it was rather stiffly. “Do you need another beer?” I asked them.

“God, yes.” Emmett said and I tried not to laugh. Somehow I just knew he wouldn't be comfortable here, but I was hoping he would eventually mellow. He looked like he'd rather run out the door than be here, but he'd do it because of his girlfriend. Thank god Edward and I had taken care of some business before now or I know we would have scared Emmett off in the first five minutes.

Setting the food on the table I heard Edward come out of his bedroom. Shit, shit, shit. He'd changed clothes alright. Did he know what he was doing to me? Surely not, surely he wouldn't torture me like that. Fuck. Yes, he so would. The shirt he had on accentuated every muscle of his torso, the jeans... FUCK ME. They only made his ass look even better and it was going to be tough trying not to ravish him over the dinner table, in front of strangers, no less. My eyes narrowed when I saw Rosalie look at Edward in appreciation. Fortunately Emmett either didn't see it or didn't think anything would come of it as he ignored it completely.

Swallowing hard I turned back to the kitchen to grab whatever I'd forgotten along with some more beer for Emmett. Edward had followed me into the kitchen and pressed his body against mine. Fuck. Placing the things in my hand down on the counter I turned around and asked “Do you have any idea what you are doing to me?”

“No, why don't you show me.” Edward said with a wicked grin.

At that point Rosalie walked into the kitchen and asked “Do you guys need some help?” She didn't say anything about our position, but she looked amused.

Edward didn't even back away and I couldn't as I was pressed between him and the counter. “No, we've got it.” I told her and watched her walk out before returning my attention back to Edward. “Come on, don't do this to me now.” I pleaded with him. Sighing he backed away and looked a little dejected. When he turned around I wrapped my arms around his waist and said in his ear “Be a good boy and I'll reward you, later.” Then I smacked him on the ass, two could play at that game. He seemed shocked at how I was acting, I was a little shocked myself. Damn him. Damn it, damn it, damn it. It was his fault and his ass... Shaking my head I tried to come back to planet earth.

Picking up the food and beer I went back to the table setting it all down. Emmett barely looked at me when I handed him his beer, but he said “Thanks, man.” His shoulders looked extremely tense and I looked over at Rosalie who had narrowed her eyes at him.

Finally sitting down we passed the food around, serving ourselves. I couldn't even fathom how much someone as big as Emmett could eat. No one said anything as we took our first bite of food, not even a polite 'this looks good' that I was used to growing up. It felt... awkward. Emmett didn't even look like he tasted the first bite of his food, he was too distracted with whom exactly he was eating dinner with. With his next bite of food though his eyes widened as he actually chewed it and said “Damn, you can cook. I hope we can eat here more often.” At that Rosalie let out a breath she'd been holding until he said “Rosie can't cook a damn thing.” She kicked him under the table and Emmett asked frowning “Ouch, what the fuck was that for?”

“What was it for?” She asked him like he was stupid and continued grumbling. Right at the moment I'd have to agree with her, he did seem stupid. At least he seemed like he'd finally relaxed though, if he was willing to come back.

To bring the conversation back around Edward asked “So why did you guys move here?”

Rosalie shrugged and said “We liked it here. Besides, me and Em were living in separate apartments, this seemed cheaper as we never spent a night alone anyway.” Emmett only nodded his head, still eating. I wondered if he could even taste it or if there would be leftovers. I doubted it.

“What do you guys do?” I asked them truly curious.

“We own a few car dealerships.” Rosalie said nonchalantly.

Edward nearly choked and said “Excuse me? Did you say own? And a few? As in more than one?” I seriously nearly kicked him under the table just like Rosalie did with Emmett, but managed to hold it back.

“That's what I said. They belonged to my grandparents and they left them to me as I was always there anyway.” Rosalie said. “Technically Emmett owns one of them without my help.” So maybe he wasn't as stupid as I'd originally thought.

“Wow. A car dealership? I love cars.” Edward said and I turned my head to look at him. He'd never mentioned that one time in our entire lives together. Once he realized what he'd said I saw pink creep up his face. He met my gaze and his eyes were wide like he was scared. Scared of what? My reaction? That was absurd. “Oh my god, Jasper, I'm sorry.” What was he sorry about? I gave him a confused look. “I know you can't possibly like talking about cars, what with your parents...” He trailed off. Okay, before I was confused, now he'd managed to make me mad. Why the hell would he bring that up now?

Taking some deep breaths I shook my head and turned away from him. No one said anything for a few minutes. I left my plate untouched. Emmett was the one to break us out of silence when he asked “So what do you guys do?” We both answered him, but my mind had been left back at my parents. I thought at that moment I'd like to strangle Edward for bringing that up.

Bringing me out of my reverie Edward said “Jazz, whenever you aren't wo... teaching this summer I think we should go visit our parents.” I knew he was going to say working, he was damn lucky he'd changed his wording or I would have been even more pissed off than I already was. He wanted to talk about seeing parents now? Shouldn't we talk about this later when we were alone? I was surprised he'd want to visit them at all right now. Did he actually want to tell them we were together?

I guess I hadn't said anything for a while lost in thought when I heard Edward ask “Jazz? Hello? Don't you think we should tell our parents?”

Before I had time to even process what Edward had said Emmett spewed his beer out of his mouth most of it spraying my face as he said “Dude, you've got to be shittin' me. Your parents don't know?” Wiping the spray off my face I shook my head no. “Well they at least know you're gay, right?”

“No.” That was all I said.

“Not exactly.” Edward said at the same time.

“Dude, that's fucked up.” Emmett said. Rosalie hadn't said a word during this entire exchange, but she was glaring at Emmett.

Ignoring everyone at the table I asked “Does anyone want dessert?”

“Duh.” That came from Emmett.

Getting up from the table I had to make my escape from the word vomit that was apparently on the menu at the dinner table. Making my way to the kitchen I felt Edward following me. “Edward, go back to the table.” I told him.

“No. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have assumed you'd want our parents to know anything.” Edward said and I spun round.

“What the hell are you talking about? I'm actually perfectly fine telling them.” I told him trying to keep my voice low, but still sounding angry.

“Then why are you pissed off?” He asked me. Now it was his turn to be confused.

Huffing I said “I was fine talking about cars, Edward, so why the hell did you have to bring up my parents?”

Edward actually blanched at that and said “It doesn't bother you? The cars, I mean.”

“No. Why?” I asked.

“Because you always avoid them as much as possible. You don't drive unless you have to. You never even wanted to learn to drive. What else was I supposed to think?” He asked me. I didn't have an answer to that. I never even noticed that I did those things, so it had to be a subconscious thing.

Putting his arms around me Edward kissed me and whispered “I'm sorry. Sometimes I forget that I shouldn't say everything I think out loud.”

“Hey guys, stop your kissing and making up already. I would actually like to eat dessert today.” Emmett practically shouted at us.

Laughter built in my chest and threatened to tumble out right as I heard Rosalie say “Emmett, what the fuck? I swear to god I can't take you anywhere.” The laughter did come out then, it felt good to laugh after being on edge. Edward's shoulders were shaking too and he gave me his crooked smile and I forgot just exactly why I'd been mad in the first place.

Picking the dessert up and taking it to the table I felt Edward's hand grab my ass as I walked towards it nearly making me stumble. I heard his chuckle from somewhere behind me and vowed to make him pay. Setting the dessert on the table I turned on him and kissed him so roughly that he was nearly bent backwards.

“AHEM!” I heard Emmett clear his throat loudly. Right at that moment though I could care less, all I wanted was Edward.

Edward managed to push me off him and sat down at the table. Joining him at the table I sat down and wondered how much longer I was going to be able to keep it together and not try to touch Edward. Then I felt a hand on my knee and my head snapped up to look at him. His hand didn't stay at my knee long as it continued on up and he palmed me through my clothes. It took everything I had not to moan out loud. Gritting my teeth together I could still feel him and I thought he was actually going to put his hands inside my pants. Fuck. “Hey, hey, hey. Put your hands on the table where I can see them. I don't want to watch you stroke your boyfriend when I'm trying to eat.” Emmett told Edward.

Sighing Edward removed his hand from my lap, but picked up my hand and held it above the table asking “Is this better?”

“Better.” Emmett muttered. I knew he would have thought it was better if we weren't touching at all.

Watching me carefully first Edward asked Rosalie more about her business. I realized at some point I'd tuned out the car discussion, maybe Edward was right then. “So what kind of car do you drive then if you sell them?” Edward asked her and I turned to look at her trying to pay attention.

“The car I drive I don't sell. Anyway, I have an Eleanor Mustang.” Rosalie told him looking smug. Edward whistled at that. I did, at least, know what that car was. I could hear Emmett grumbling while chewing his food about that car not being big enough for him.

Interrupting, Emmett swallowed his food and looking at me asked “Are you going to eat that?” My food had sat untouched and I pushed it towards him as I laughed at him. Then his eyes landed on Edward's plate and he sighed and pushed his to Emmett as well. Okay, note to self, if we want dessert too, then I'd better hide it until he's gone.

Looking at Edward I smiled at his exasperated expression. As Emmett was too busy stuffing his face to notice he brought our joined hands down to my lap again. He didn't move them this time.

Ignoring where our hands were Emmett had a mouth full of food before he asked “So Eddie, Jazz, how long have you two been together?”

“Don't call me, Eddie. I hate that name. That's what my father went by.” Edward said narrowing his eyes at him.

At the same time I said “Don't call me, Jazz.”

Swallowing his food Emmett asked “Why can't I call you, Jazz?”

“No one calls me Jazz except Edward and I mean no one.” I told him. That was my nickname from Edward and it belonged to him alone, no one else was allowed to use it.

Emmett rolled his eyes at us and said “Okay, fine. If you really want to be called by an old man's name then I'll keep calling you Edward and Jasper.”

“Good. Now if you'll excuse me, I'll be right back.” I told the table and got up making my way to my bedroom planning on washing the beer off my face that Emmett sprayed with me. Yuck!

Closing the door I heard Emmett say “You guys never answered my question. How long have you two been together?”

Edward's answer surprised me when he said “Twenty-four years.” I could hear Emmett choking when he heard that.

“What? No way, you woulda been kids.” Emmett said.

“Maybe so, but I've loved him a long time.” Edward told him and my heart ached from having wasted so much time. Taking a deep breath I sat down on my bed having forgotten the reason I came in here in the first place. When could I kick those people out without it seeming rude? All I wanted and needed right now was Edward. Why exactly did I think we needed friends? Sighing I got up and as I couldn't come up with the reason I came in here to start with I started towards the door. When I looked back at the bed I was reminded of Edward laying there waiting for me. I had to stop this, I'd been in a constant state of arousal all evening. Passing by the bedside table I shrugged and picked up a condom and some lube and stuck them in my pocket. Maybe once our guests were gone we could have a little fun.

Back at the table I sat down and noticed Emmett had a curious expression on his face. Why the fuck was he staring at me like that? “What are you looking at?” I snapped at him.

Unfazed Emmett said “I was just wondering how a dude could love another dude that long and his parents not know.” Chewing his lip as he had no more food to chew on he said “I bet they already know. People aren't usually as stupid as you think they are.” Would my parents know? I wasn't sure, but it seemed like no one else was surprised by it.

“Okay Emmett, as you've eaten everything but the plates and the table I think we should go before you embarrass yourself further.” Rosalie said to Emmett disrupting the conversation.

“Alright, Rosie. I guess we'll see you guys later then.” Emmett said and walked to the living room, Edward behind him.

Rosalie got up from the table and started picking up stuff from the table to put in the kitchen. “You don't have to do that, I'll get it later. You're a guest.”

“No, I want to. Besides, you cooked great food even if Emmett inhaled most of it. By the way we won't be guests much longer. You feeding Emmett... you realize you've created a monster, right? That's why I don't cook for him.” Rosalie said.

“What are you saying?” I asked her.

“I'm saying that Emmett loves anyone that can cook, except me. Well... at least he thinks I can't and I'd like to keep it that way.” Rosalie said softly.

“Why would you hide something like that?” I asked her inquisitively.

“Because if he knew I could cook I would never be allowed to leave the kitchen and I have businesses to run.” She said. Her eyes sparkled a little bit in excitement as she asked “Could I cook for him here sometime and you pass it off like you made it? That way he wouldn't know.”

“Yeah, sure.” I said thinking that was still an odd request. Rosalie beamed at me and I was nearly knocked over. Apparently the word vomit wasn't exclusive to everyone but me as I blurted out “You should smile more often, it makes you look less scary.”

Laughing at me instead of being offended she slapped my arm and said “Later, Jasper.” As she was walking out of the kitchen she turned and said “You can thank me later for getting us out of the apartment. It's obvious you and Edward need to be alone and we are intruding.” I gaped at her and she continued her laughter out into the living room.

I couldn't hear what was going on in the living room, but I heard Emmett and Rosalie shout bye to me and I said loudly “Bye Emmett, Rose.” Then I heard the door click and silence permeated the air finally. The only other sound was the music that Edward had left on low during dinner.

Rinsing off the dishes before I had to clean stuck on cheese I stood before the sink. Edward came up beside me and said “That was interesting...”

Chuckling I said “Yeah, it was.”

“Jazz, are you okay? Emmett's reaction was only a small thing compared to some other people's. Are you sure you want to tell our parents?” He asked me and I smiled at the usage of our parents.

“Yes, I'm fine. Edward... the only thing that has kept me from shouting it to the entire world is you.” I told him. It was true, he seemed to be more afraid of telling people than I was. Then again I never lived through being kicked out of my own house because my parents disapproved. “You know our parents will be okay. They might not like it, but they aren't your father.”

“I know. It's just... I can't believe you are okay with telling anyone when I wasn't.” Edward told me.

Leaving the dishes in the sink I turned around to face him and said “Whatever happens I can handle it, I've got you.”

Tired of talking I grabbed him by the shirt and kissed him passionately. Edward moaned into my mouth and reached for my shirt tugging it up. Raising my arms over my head I let him take it off as I kicked my shoes off across the room, Edward's followed not long after. “Jasper, do you know how hard it was not to take you at the dinner table?” Edward asked me as he was kissing my neck.

Moaning in response first I said “Yes, I wanted to bend you over that table and fuck you hard even if they were watching.” This time it was his turn to moan. Pulling his shirt up and off I pressed my chest against his and kissed him again sucking his bottom lip into my mouth. My hands traced the lines of the muscles of his back and landed on his ass bringing him closer to me. Moving my lips down to his neck I licked his Adam's apple as his head fell back moaning.

Stepping back a minute my eyes raked his body and his did the same to mine. Undoing his belt buckle I kissed his chest and left small nibbles down it as I got to his nipples and did the same. Edward groaned at that and said “Fuck. Jazz, let's go into the bedroom. If you keep this up, I'll fuck you dry.”

Chuckling at him as my hands continued removing his clothes I said “No, you won't.” Then I pulled out the condom and the lube out of my pocket and said “Besides, I plan on fucking you right now.” I told him and his eyes widened as he looked around the kitchen.

“In here?” He asked me and I nodded before letting his pants drop. Then I knelt on the hard tile floor and took his cock into my mouth. Sucking hard I squeezed his ass at the same time trying to bring him further into my mouth. Edward's hands landed in my hair and tugged on it hard. Letting go of him I brought my mouth to his balls and sucked on them as my hand went to his cock and stroked it. “Jazz... please fuck me.” His words made me harden even more and I growled around his balls and he cried out “Fuck.”

Standing up again I started undoing my own pants when Edward reached for them. I shook him off and stepped back a few steps as I pulled them down taking my underwear along with it. Watching him I began stroking myself and watched as his green eyes got even darker. “Jasper... please... please let me touch you.” He begged. Stepping closer to him he reached out and grabbed my ass pressing his erection into mine and kissed me hard.

Breaking away from the kiss I said “Turn around, put your hands on the counter and bend forward.” Doing as I said his ass was exposed to me. Standing to the side of him I grabbed the condom rolling it on then poured the lube in my hand. Working my hand over my cock I saw Edward watching me. He reached one hand out to touch me before I chastised him and said “No. What did I say? Put your hands on the counter.” His eyes widened and he put it back where it was.

Placing my lubed fingers between the crack of his ass I leaned down and kissed his back. Then I kissed his neck and said “Be a good boy.” Edward whimpered at that and I moved to stand behind him. Pushing my fingers into his ass I found his prostate and rubbed my fingers over it before pulling out. “Edward, do you want me to fuck you?”

“Yes. Fuck, just do it already.” Edward nearly shouted. Smiling to myself I pushed the head of my cock inside his ass and pulled out, then I did it again and started to inch my way in. Edward shifted his body to get more comfortable and I pushed further in. “Jasper, fuck me. Please.” He begged, his forehead on the counter. Placing my hands on either side of his hips I started fucking him watching the muscles in his back and ass move and tighten along with mine. I could have been fucking anyone, I'd much rather be watching him as this seemed almost distant, disconnected. Edward picked up the bottle of lube and poured it into his hand and started pumping his cock. To feel more connected I placed my hand over the one he was using to stroke himself intertwining our fingers. Edward groaned and started pumping himself faster. “Jazz, I'm about to come.” Using the hand that wasn't over his I picked up the dishtowel and used it to catch his cum.

Some of his cum was still on our mutual hands and I said in a commanding tone “Lick it off.” Edward did lick it off and sucked my fingers. I was still trying to maintain my thrusting without stopping. Then I put both my hands on his hips and fucked him hard trying to get off. Edward seemed to notice I needed to remember it was him I was fucking and still resting his forehead on the counter he placed both hands on mine.

“Please come for me, Jazz. I want to feel you let go inside me.” Edward said and I groaned.

“Keep talking to me, Edward. I can't see your face, let me hear your voice.” I pleaded.

“Jasper, you feel so good inside me. I wish you could stay there forever.” Edward said and I growled. “God, I love that sound. Please come for me, please.” With a few more thrusts I finally came, my legs trembling, my body sweaty. Pulling out of Edward I threw the condom away. He stood facing me and kissed my lips saying “I love you, Jasper.” That was the connection I'd been missing, the one I needed.

“I love you too.” I said kissing him back. Then I said “I don't know about you, but I'm exhausted.”

Edward grinned at me and said “Me too, let's go to bed.”

In my bed together Edward said “I think I liked the aggressiveness.”

“Good. I'll have to remember that sometimes.” I said smiling, then more seriously added “But I don't like not being able to see you. It feels like I'm trying to fuck some random guy and not you.”

Edward kissed me again and scooted his body closer to mine facing me. We stared into each other's eyes for a few minutes before I drifted into sleep.

Sometime during the night I woke up still facing Edward. Running one hand in his hair while he slept he gave a small lazy smile.

Unable to go back to sleep I got up and found some boxer briefs to put on and headed out of the room to the living room. I could see our clothes lying on the floor of the kitchen as I passed by it. Sitting down on the couch I picked up my laptop and went through more of the papers I had to read and grade for my classes. Some of their papers were... insulting. They didn't take this class seriously or they didn't want to graduate. Very few of the papers were even worth bothering to read. All of those got A's though.

Closing my eyes so I wasn't staring at the computer screen too long my mind went back to Edward as it always seemed to do. I wasn't sure how I could love anyone more than I did him or why it was a guy I had to fall that hard for, but I wasn't going to question it. He was the only person that had that much power over me. I loved him so much, it felt overwhelming at times.

Feeling hands on my shoulder I nearly jumped off the couch, my heart racing. “Shit. I didn't hear you.” I said to Edward.

Grinning at me he said “I know. I waited for you to come back to bed and when you didn't I came out here to watch you. I didn't want to interrupt you, but I think you need a break. We have all day tomorrow for you to work on that. Come back to bed, I can't sleep without you.” Turning the computer off I got up and followed him back to bed.